Literally just an excuse to draw Arthur in a cowboy hat.
I'm to lazy to do anymore with this. It was just a cute lil idea I had seeing as Arthur’s got that star pin.
Anywho back to batim...
Literally just an excuse to draw Arthur in a cowboy hat.
I'm to lazy to do anymore with this. It was just a cute lil idea I had seeing as Arthur’s got that star pin.
Anywho back to batim...
Was talking about Lewis finding out that Arthur didnt kill him, before Arthur figures out that hes Lewis. And Lewis isnt ready to reveal himself, but he still feels the need to be the mom friend to this dumb tired child. (lew you dweeb hes gonna figure it out if you keep that up)
The spirit cradled in Gawain’s arms started to hiss and growl at Vivi, but the ghost clamped a hand firmly around her jaws, and the spirit around his shoulders firmly shushed its sibling. Be nice! The blue girl wasn’t the one they had to watch out for!
“Vivienne, please, remember your volume…” Mystery shook out his ears, and scratched at one of them to ease the ringing. “Yes, fine, the cat’s out of the bag: This is Arthur’s brother.” The canine turned a pointed look up to Lewis. “Now, if we could all come here and talk about this calmly, please?”
Lance tightened his hug around Arthur for one moment longer before pulling back, but only to arm’s length. He looked over his nephew’s shoulder at the cabin that took up most of the clearing, wearing a thoughtful look.
“…s’it furnished in there?” Lance asked out loud as he nodded his head toward the cabin. Gawain didn’t seem to understand, at first, and stumbled over his answer.
“Um…yeah?” He shrugged as Chopper wiggled in his hands, displeased at being silenced. “Be pretty lonely if it was just an empty shell…”
“Alright then.” Lance nodded his head, and gave Arthur a small, light shove up the porch steps. “Everyone inside.” He ordered. “Now. We’re gonna sit down all professional-like and get everything straight before anyone thinks of driving anywhere else.”
Arthur winced at the term “drive” and stumbled up to the door with all the grace of a drunken llama, and then froze looking down at the knob in trepidation.
He'd been here before, and it hadn’t ended well…
He glanced back over his shoulder at Lance (Who was RIGHT behind him. Jeez!) He glanced down at Gawain’s Little Lizard Deadbeat, that was still curled around him. He gulped, hand reaching out to hover above the door handle.
Finally, sucking in a deep breath, he squeezed his eyes shut, and grabbed hold of the knob.
…Nothing happened, no shock, no orange lightning, nothing.
Slowly opening his eyes, he stared down at the door handle. Tentatively, he twisted it, and released as the door opened, swinging in on squeaky door handles.
He shot a glance back at Gawain, as he walked in, only to trip over his own two feet in the dark cabin, and stumble straight into the corner of a table.
“YOUCH!!”
Outside twin cries of concern went up from Lewis and Vivi. Lewis immediately demanding to know what happened.
Arthur hopped around a bit, then squeaked out a pitiful little, “I'm okay!” Before curling in on himself and whining.
That was just his luck. Oh that hurt.
There was a resounding BAM!! And the whole cabin shook.
Vivi's voice floated in from outside.
“Huhn, I see! It's warded from intrusion all the way around… fascinating… But Lulu baby why didn't you just use the door? It's wide open.”
There was a muffled groan and muttered curses in spanish.
Arthur looked towards the door in concern. He glanced down at the Reptile ghost who was glowing, providing a bit of light in the dim cabin, “Are there lights in here anywhere?”
RUN LEWIS!
MWAHAAHAAHAA~!!!!
The blond ghost made no reply. He seemed all too stunned from watching the aggressive orange spirit be knocked aside so easily - as if it were something he’d never imagined would happen.
The one wrapped around his shoulders began to bristle and hiss at Lewis in its sibling’s place, and the one in Arthur’s arms made a dismayed wailing sound…one that was nearly lost beneath the increasing howl of the wind that was cycling slowly around the campsite, bending trees into an ominous choir of creaking trunks and snapping branches.
Slowly, Gawain turned his eyes back to Lewis, and for just a moment, a skeletal scowl flickered across his projected face of flesh. Alright, wraith, if you wanted a fight-
“Lewis, STOP!” Mystery shouted above the din as he scrambled out of the van on short little dog legs. He knew his kitsune form would only frighten Arthur all the more, and they needed more calm in this situation, not less. “You don’t understand the circumstances! Either of you!” At his heels, Lance followed, no faster in his own short stride.
Damnit, but he knew he should have scrapped that bike years ago! It was a bad memory at best and a cursed keepsake at worst….but it had been his eldest nephew’s last great project, and he just hadn’t been able to let it go. Not after the rest of the family fell apart like it had.
Mystery shouting didn't phase him. Lewis was far too angry to even really hear him. The former Revenant bore down on the ghost poised to attack.
He raised and brought down a flame wreathed fist.
Only to stop dead as a smaller blond inserted himself between the two ghosts.
"LEWIS PLEASE STOP!!!"
Arthur.
His Arthur.
Less than an inch from his fist. Visably wincing in pain from the heat.
The flames died instantly, and he just stood there for a moment looking at his tiny, suicidal boyfriend. Whose whole torso was about as wide as one of Lewis's fists.
'Idiota.'
The blonde was standing there in a protective stance in front of the offending spirit, another of the small lizard ghosts wrapped around him.
'Idiota.'
"Lewis listen to me! Gawain isn't bad! He didn't kiddnap me or anything... Actually he was trying to make me leave earlier, but I wouldn't lis-"
'Idiota...'
Lewis reached out and grabbed hold of him, pulling him into his arms, cutting him off mid babble.
"I-Idiota... Idiota estúpido!! ¿Por qué harías eso? ¿Tienes un deseo de muerte? ¡Podría haberte matado!!!" Lewis scolded, slipping back into his native tongue from stress. He hugged Arthur to his chest.
He'd nearly killed him. AGAIN. This time by accident. But Arthur had nearly died! His fist had nearly punched a hole straight through him!
Arthur huffed a sigh of relief, and leaned into Lewis. Petting the small lizard deadbeat in his arms to try and sooth the poor thing.
Then of course he realized that Lewis really wasn't okay.
He looped an arm around the ghost’s middle.
"It's okay big guy. I'm okay."
"Idiota estúpido..." Lewis murmured, skull buried in Arthur’s hair.
"The stupidest idiot." Arthur agreed cheerfully, "But I'm your idiot, so it's okay right?"
Lewis didn't laugh.
Arthur's smile fell, and he tensed.
He glanced over at where Mystery, Vivi, and... Uhoh.
Arthur gulped at the sight of his uncle.
Oh he was so dead for all of this...
~ Cloudy
I bring Arthur a sweet 🍬 treat and give him a kiss, Arthur, you are so cute in human or moth form.
Arthur thanks you for the treat~ He's currently trying to figure out how to get the wrapper off without fingers. XD
((Another thing I’m probably never going to finish.))
Gawain is my hero! Omg that was too close, poor Arthur!!
Can mothur talk ;w; (Sorry for all the asks)
I enjoy getting asks. So don't worry about it~
:0 can lewis see mothur? (Moth Arthur)
Unless he's suddenly gone blind... Yes. XDD
The twisted paper handles of the shopping bag slipped through Lewis’ closed fingers like they weren’t even there, and hit the concrete sidewalk with a quiet ‘thwack’. The disguised ghost stopped short, and Vivi, walking close behind, walked right through him.
“Hey!” The bluenette pulled up quick and shivered, patting herself down as if some ghostly residue had been left behind. “Lewlew, what gives?”
“I’m done.” Lewis threw his hands up in the air and left the bag where it had fallen on the sidewalk and walked past Vivi. “I give up. I’m going home.” Vivi rolled her eyes and scooped up the bag, tossing it easily over her shoulder as she chased after her ghostly beau.
“Oh, lighten up!” She demanded. “It’s not like anyone saw you…”
Arthur and Mystery shared a confused look, but hurried along after their friends, Arthur carrying the rest of the groceries.
The young man sped up, quickly over taking the girl.
"Hey Viv, what's up with Lewis?"
Aaaand here it is! (If you want to listen to the full song, go here)
I know it’s not the full song, but I didn’t really start out with the intention of finishing the whole song (if only cause I’d need to rework the lyrics, which would mean redoing the whole song). I might someday, but for now, I’m gonna leave it as is. .w.
THIS IS SO BEYOND FANTASTIC ATOMI
Reblogging this because goddamn
woooW
I FREAKING LOVE THIS! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
what am i doing with my ability to draw if not producing more lewvithur content for this world?
You're doing the lords work, please continue to make this heart melting preciousness. ♡♡♡♡
Now I want to see what yandere Lewis would be like if he hated Arthur
Freaking Helga Pataki... XDDDDDDD
Now what???
Finally, Arthur gets some fucking sleep.
Arthur is a koala confirmed.
Lewis! Stop shaking the baby!!!