🔞Cobalt

// don't mind me getting out my little broom and cleaning this account that i don't even use up

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀 ✧₊⁺⋆☾⋆.˚₊✩

~ he/him, AUS, AEST/AEDT dependant on time of year
~ Usually lurking
~ Literate, but dyslexic
~ DMs open, free to tag, bumps encouraged
~ OOC posts start with //
~ Please remember that my OC isn't a reflection of me

Which means it's my time to shine as the ultimate idiot, right?

Why, because it's quiet?

You mean blessed?

Magic... doesn't change... the towers that are required to bounce off the signals. That thing should have stopped working like 15 years ago

Hell yeah, then it was worth it!

You need a new one for functionality reasons. How the hell does that thing even stay active??

... Oh good grief

Did you win?

Yes??? What kind of phone do you have?

Put a video on your phone?

All the things you eat and drink and do and somehow this is the most dangerous thing...

I... need so many more drugs to comprehend this

Why does a plushie need naps........

Eggy I know you think you're drawing a map here but you're just scribbling on the page and also holding it upside down and I CANNOT read it

No, we're gonna need to rewind a few chapters. That thing is sentient? And requires fishing for??

... I'm even more confused now

I-

Okay that you're gonna need to explain in five words or less or I'm gonna have to call you a freak

That's more like it! I am also grateful for worms!

You're not stealing my lungs today

He must have just zoned out while writing it or something

I don't need proof, I know I'm right

I know who ghostwrote this @dewmeghoul.bsky.social

// t'is only a different app

same people, same bs

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙎. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

Ah... that was a mess. A fun mess.

// hey just saying if i blocked you on twitter and then you come here and follow me? kinda weird! don't do that!

a digital drawing of a Ghost ghoul original character, Radiance, curled up on his bed and crying while sparks of fire appear on his arms. he's wearing all black, his shirt is an era II ghost shirt that is far too big - it didn't originally belong to him. his bed is a mess, the duvet is hanging off the bottom end corner, his pillows are strewn and missing, the only thing looked after is his glasses which are folded up near him.

'𝘚𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯...

𝘔𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨...
... 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨...'

// he's been through a lot lately so please take my humble offering sketch