The Reason Every Malevolent Episode Ends With The Sound Of Static Is Because This Is Actually Arthur

idk if this has been done before but i. had to

they make me so insane

edit: conversation is from Part 45, "The Fire"

I gotta be honest the very first thing I thought when Kayne said "idk maybe Spain" was that he sent Noel back to the Dreamlands

He dances to whatever music is playing :)

happy to report that gen α is using ‘Elon Musk’ as a derogative as of recent

(arthur voice) our time in the cannibalism pit really fixed the marriage I think

do you see my vision

I need other people to bear the curse of knowing that that "The Ex-boyfriends, collect them all!" audio fits the malevolent characters so well (here is a link but I couldn't find the original so woe, mcyt animatic be upon ye)

Larson: Beautiful eyes, great sense of humor! (Belonged to a weird cult and would always talk about the weird cult and eventually you realized he wasn't your boyfriend at all he was just trying to get you to join his weird cult)

Arthur: Aspiring musician! Forgot your birthday! Was secretly several dozen weasels in a human disguise.

John: Unemployed! Slept on an air mattress. Claimed he "wasn't the rat king" [or kiy] but then one night you followed him into the sewers and he sat down on a makeshift throne and a bunch of rats surrounded him and he definitely said "I am the rat king"

Noel: Never paid for you! Feared commitment. Said his favorite movie was The Godfather but it was actually Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs

Like okay it's not perfect BUT DO YOU SEE THE VISION???

OMG LMAO

Most days it’s easy to forget that John was once part of the King in Yellow. His soft skin and charming awkwardness so far from the King’s many hollow facades.

But somedays Noel wakes up with a bone deep ache screaming down his limbs and a migraine hunting his steps. Somedays he wakes up and just knows that it’ll be a bad day.

Last week had one of those days. Noel tried to fight it off but the foul mood reached a crescendo after dinner. Arthur and Oscar were in the other room pouring over a new tome. John was idly sitting at the kitchen island while Noel finished up the dishes.

If you asked Noel exactly what happened next, he wouldn’t be able to tell you. The memory playing back like a broken record, skipping and distorting.

He remembers his head pulsing in time with his heartbeat, the feeling of the dirty dish water quickly becoming too much to bear and John’s voice.

The god fragment was asking him if he wanted to go see a film with him. When Noel declined, John’s tone shifted, becoming cough syrup sweet, golden, manipulative, he barely got a few words out.

Next, Noel remembers being on his knees on the floor. John beneath him on his back, staring up at Noel.

Noel’s hands around John’s neck. Squeezing, screaming that the King couldn’t take him back.

More hands, at his back, pulling, tearing. Voices muffled and distorted. “Noel stop!”

John’s hand, cradling Charlie’s face.

I'm just saying, Arthur could break the fingers of the hand that John controls