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randomeggart · 4 days

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gibve mmoresubconites...

pls...

i wamma squish em and bite em affectionatwly

You know what yea I love these funky guys... since you asked so nicely have a whole batch :D

#a hat in time #ahit #a hat under waters #ahuw #ahit subconites #yart #ask #not sure if you wanted ahuw ones or normal ones so here's both #hmm wow I sure wonder who this mysterious asker could be ;) I haven't the faintest clue

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darkmedolie · 1 year

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No i wasn't hugging my minions - i was crushing them! this is very cruel torture i swear !

#ok snatcher #i believe you #snatcher #ahit #a hat in time #the snatcher #ahit subconites #hat in time

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equinoxartz · 8 months

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How do you guys think subcon would celebrate Halloween? I think they would just, like, go around pulling fun spooks on eachother and would decorate the place like crazy

(i totally don't have a clipboard and a pen out to write down your guys's responses for a drawing later)

#Ahit #a hat in time #a hat in time snatcher #Snatcher #Subcon #Subcon forest #ahit snatcher #snatcher a hat in time #snatcher ahit #ahit subcon #Ahit snatcher #Ahit subconites #Ahit dwellers

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bembwashere · 1 year

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Doodle request dump : The Sequel

Gonna be another long one so watch out!

YES OCS. So, Here's two of them (i've got more but i'll post more later on.) Their names are Irwin (the one with the bandana) and Josh (The one with the bowtie). They're like brothers but not by blood and they were the first Subconites that were found by the Snatcher and were given a body. They've got the dumb sidekick thing going with them, usually doing Snatcher's dirty work when he doesn't want to do it.

and a dirty little crime boss for your troubles (i literally haven't drawn him ever i've only drawn the jar version gghdgfdfd)

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THE MOONYUMPER!! i love your design it's so fun to draw. I still need to catch up on the fic stuff you've done but from what i've read it's so good.

also i needed to bring it up again.

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ruf batch 👌

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i have actually thought of this a lot. so heres a MU AND a Hat Kid. (Mu's an Inkling where HK and the other aliens are Octolings :) )

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funnier conclusion : There is another wig under his wig

AND TO THE PEOPLE WHO THINK IT'S HAIR OR FEATHERS, THINK AGAIN PECKNECK

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Thanks again for the doodle requests. I know it was a little less than last time but it was still super fun, plus i have my pen back >:)

extra doodles dhhfgdfdd

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Hall of shame /j

@gengar-pixel-2 , @gracebeth3604 , @underthesubconsun , @tsunamiholmes

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hostess-of-horror · 2 years

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For He Who Snatches

A Cult Leader!Snatcher x Reader Fanfic

Author's Note: This is incredibly inspired by Cult of the Lamb and Priest!Saltbaker by @surinnitthesecond on top of the handsome prince/shadow noodle that is Snatcher. I literally just thought up of this at the end of my shift at work, so I am not wasting any time and just going for it! Also, the reader will be referred to as “you/your/you're” - no gender identity is specified.

@tiramegtoons @lulu-baked-beans @medys-space @hotpinkboots @darkmedolie @lemonbaloni and everyone else who wants to read it!

Content Includes: Religious Cults (duh), Body Horror, “Satanic” Rituals (demonic but fictional, not based on real beliefs), Suggestiveness, Manipulation, and Reader Death

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Your leader was badly injured, more so than you've ever seen before.

The entire community rushed to his aid. The ones who specialized in medicine wasted no time in patching up his wounds. You followed the healers in the hopes that he would recover without any trouble. As a loyal Subconite, you loved your leader. You trusted him with your life, and how could you not? He was the one who saved you from a meaningless existence, after all. You watched expectantly – worriedly – as he was laid across the makeshift mattress, wincing from the bruises and bloodstained cuts all over his body. To think, your leader journeyed his way through the Subcon Forest, slaying heretics and naysayers, all for you and your brethren.

If only there was something you could do to show him your unconditional gratitude.

You went over to a nearby table pour water into a clay cup. Surely, he must have been thirsty after all of that purging. As you were bringing the cup to your leader, you could not help but notice that he was watching you. It was as if King Midas himself touched his eyes, for they were shining gold. They gleamed underneath ragged, darkened bangs – a deep purple, almost ebony in color. You knew the sermons well: the leader was one of shadow. A mortal vessel brought back to life to spread the word of He Who Snatches. With this immense power, he guides his people into brotherhood, into glory, into salvation. Your leader was blessed. You hoped one day you will be blessed too.

“Thank you...” your leader spoke, his voice strained from pain. Delicately, you helped him raise the cup to his lips. He swallows the water greedily, gasping with every gulp. His thirst quenched, he laid back down. “Thank you...” he said again, breathing heavily, “These wounds... they will heal, but not as much as before. In fact... it is time...” You looked at him with anticipation; what exactly did he mean? “It is time to perform a sacred ritual. One that shall further our cause. Please, my kind friend... Tell the others. We shall gather within the temple at midnight.” You immediately obliged, leaving the shack to alert the community. Soon, everyone was in a frenzied commotion. Cries of the spiritual and devoted filled the air like birds chirping in the wind. Their daily chores became social activities where Subconites joyfully congregated. This lasted for the rest of the waning hours of daytime. Before you knew it, it was time.

You were the first to enter the temple with the rest following behind. There before the rows of benches and behind the skull-adorned podium was the leader. He held himself up by the podium – his injuries were still causing him pain. But his expression showed no weakness, only strength. Strength for his Subconites and for He Who Snatches. As everyone went to their seats, you awaited his latest sermon and his announcement of this ritual. Thoughts flooded your mind. You had no clue as to what ritual, or which ritual, your leader was speaking about earlier ago. But whatever it may be, in the end, you trusted him. You trusted him with your whole life. With a wave of his hands, raising them high above his head, he began his holy speech:

“My dear friends, Subconites of the Forest! It is with great pleasure to tell you all that the heretics – the fools who honor The Witch of Fire and Ice – are no more! Once again we are victorious, and soon we will rise against Her in the name of He Who Snatches! However, the path to triumph is no easy task. As you can all see, I am... physically weakened. I am powerful still, but not for long. In order to continue our fight against The Witch of Fire and Ice, we must commence a sacred ritual. A ritual to appease He Who Snatches and offer the ultimate trade. For my strength as His divine vessel... a soul must be snatched. One of you will be sacrificed, but this is a sacrifice of highest honor. For some of you all, I understand your trepidation – after all, death is mostly permanent. But with death comes a much greater purpose! More so than dedicating our lives and community in worship! Your soul will be one of many that is to come. In fact, this is not a time of mourning! This is a celebratory moment! We should be joyous of whoever shall be the sacrifice! Our souls are what pleases His Holiness; through me, we will all become one with Him. Through me, we are all His Strength.”

With slight struggle, the passionate leader went from his podium to walk among his followers. Everyone patiently watched as he approached them all, exuding an air of kindness. One by one, each Subconite was acknowledged, reassured by his empathetic presence. Some graciously bowed, some kissed his hand in appreciation. Your leader then walked up to you with those beautiful golden eyes. Immediately as you gazed upon his eyes, they shone with interest. A look as if he had found the answer to all his problems. Your heart skipped a beat. Warmth began to rise within your cheeks. With a dramatic flip of his cape, your leader pointed at you with a smile you knew all too well. “You! You, my friend, will be His soul to take!” he exclaimed with feverish rapture, “Come! Come! Let us all gather within the center of the temple! Let the ritual begin!”

You could not believe it. You of all Subconites! Chosen by His vessel as his sacrifice! Oh, what a night – what a joyous night! Your heart raced with such vigor, you thought you were about to faint in your leader's arms. But you did not; no, you didn't! You were awake still. You were not dreaming. You were holding hands with your beloved leader and everyone cheered for you! They cheered for your sacrifice! Instead of death, your mind was filled with thoughts of him. Only him.

And you were going to spend the rest of your life with him.

The candles were lit. The circle was drawn in blood. Hooded Subconites gathered around you and your leader. Strange, alien words echoed throughout the darkened temple, chanting to the beat of a small drum. Your hand still holding his, you marveled at this ritual. You could not be any more happier. “My friend...” your leader whispered to you, “Thank you for offering me water earlier ago. I appreciate it. In fact... Thank you for everything. For being here with me. I promise that your kindness will never be forgotten.” You smiled, tears flowing from your eyes. The chanting continued as your leader raised an ornate dagger from his holster, a sacrificial tool of fine steel and gold. He gently pulls you towards him, making you turn his back towards him. He presses himself against you. You could feel his rising and falling of his chest against your back. You jolt in surprise as he wrapped an arm around your waist, caressing your hip and stomach with a tenderness you never felt before. This closeness between you two was electrifying! Then the cold, steel blade touched your neck, ready for the kill. Subconsciously, as if by nature, you tilted your head back, letting out a comforted sigh. Soon, you and your leader's hearts and breathing were in sync with each other.

“Oh, Great Snatcher! We call to thee!

This soul is yours; soon it will be me!

Come to us and hear our plea!

Come to us and set us free!”

The cut was quick and clean. Your throat, now severed, bled profusely, leaving behind a crimson puddle below. A hand grabbed onto your hair, pulling your head even further, splitting the wound further apart, leaving you gasping and choking. Not that you were going to protest. As your knees buckled, your leader held on to your dying body and clasped his lips against your throat. The pain – oh, the pain – it was exquisite! In life, this was the closest thing to a kiss. As the circle glowed with dark magic and immersed your brethren into a spiritual frenzy, your flesh began to shrink and decay as your leader, your friend, consumed your soul bit by bit.

#my writing #fanfiction #self shipping #cult of the lamb #cotl inspired #the snatcher x reader #the snatcher x self insert #the snatcher x self ship #ahit #ahit the snatcher #ahit subconites #a hat in time

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ahatintimestorybook · 2 years

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Broken Cursed AU Drabble

So here is another of my AU fanfic gifts! This one is for a brand new AU on tumblr that I’ve been into called Broken Curse AU by @zoestarlings.

I had so many ideas on what to write for this one, so I decided to write my own headcanon on how the curse was broken. If you’d like to see me write more for this AU let me know.

I do like this AU so if you want to see more of this one I’d be glad to write for this AU. I’ve done it before with other AU’s so I wouldn’t mind doing it again.

Thanks to @gigilefache as always for being my beta reader!

Enjoy!

Hat Kid stared at a book with her eyes as wide as saucers. She was glued to the book she obtained from a Time Rift on the border of Subcon Forest and the Subcon Manor. Her eyes widened when she saw something that seemed interesting. Once she finished, Hat Kid closed the book and looked at the distance leading to Queen Vanessa’s manor.

A determined glare formed on the young girl’s face as she held the book and marched back to Queen Vanessa’s manor. As she ran, two Subconites saw the young alien girl going towards the manor.

“Newbie! Hey Newbie! Where are you going?!” One of the subconites shouted. Hat Kid didn’t listen, she just kept running.

“Newbie! Stop! You're going to her place!” The other Subconite shouted. Still, Hat Kid didn’t listen and it was at that time the Subconites dashed to Snatcher’s tree.

Speaking of Snatcher, the soul-stealing ghost was reading a book until he heard footsteps running. Snatcher slowly looked up from his book to see his minions looking tired from running to look for him.

“She’s heading to the manor!” The Subconites shouted.

Snatcher dropped his book realizing who was going to the manor and dashed off. “Why is she going there?” He asked.

“We don’t know!” One of the Subconites replied as they followed their boss to the Manor.

Hat Kid was in front of the manor, and gulped as memories of her first time being here made her shiver. She looked at the book and gave a look of determination before going through the cellar to enter the manor that way. “Okay, I’m looking for something glowing in a red aura.” Hat Kid whispered to herself. She stopped as she was now in the familiar manor hallways. Nothing seemed different and was the same just as the last time she visited. “But where in the manor could it be?”

Hat Kid opened every door in the hallway, but everything was the same as it was. She went upstairs hoping there was something she missed, however, she didn’t notice that the evil corrupted Queen Vanessa heard her and now was making her way toward the young girl.

Once up the stairs, Hat Kid turned and saw a locked door that she didn’t notice the first time she traveled into the manor.

Hat Kid gasped hearing the familiar cackle of the queen.

“Where ARE you?” Queen Vanessa asked. Quickly, Hat Kid dashed to the closest room, the nursery!

Once inside, Hat Kid hid underneath the crib as the footsteps echoed throughout the room.

“Come on out! I have a warm batch of cookies for us to share!” Vanessa called out.

Hat Kid scooted a bit farther but glanced up to see a key tapped underneath the crib. She grabbed it and now just had to wait for the Queen to be far away.

Once the footsteps faded, Hat Kid escaped from the nursery and quickly went to the locked door. “Come on. Come on.” She repeated as she fiddled with the key.

Click

The lock dropped and Hat Kid laughed in excitement as she dashed through the door. In front of the young girl was a black and red crown glowing sitting on the table. She walked up to it and hesitated about grabbing the crown wondering what it would do to her. Hat Kid took one touch and the aura around the crown moved but didn’t hurt.

Seeing it was no harm, Hat Kid grabbed the crown and got a closer look at it. “Is this it?” Hat Kid asked.

Queen Vanessa chuckled, and Hat Kid gasped, turning around to see the corrupted queen right behind her. “There you are!” She hissed. The queen launched an ice attack toward the young girl, who missed the attack diving to the ground and rolling. Hat Kid ran past the queen, making her way out of the manor in hopes to find Snatcher.

Ice was shot next to Hat Kid making her squeak as Vanessa laughed. Hat Kid tried to make an exit, but the queen blocked it. Hat Kid screamed and ran the other way to escape the ice queen. However, more ice circled the young girl leaving her trapped.

“I got you now!” Queen Vanessa sang. She let out a chuckle as she loomed over the young girl.

Hat Kid was running out of options. At this point she was trapped, and soon enough would be the newest ice statue in Vanessa’s. Then Hat Kid looked down at the crown and slowly up at the queen ready to freeze the young girl. It was the only best idea she got, but she put the crown in front of her almost like a shield. The Queen laughed and launched her ice powers at the crown causing it to freeze.

Hat Kid’s arms started to become literally frozen, making the young girl cry in pain. Queen Vanessa laughed as she continued to freeze the young girl.

CRACK

Soon the crown shattered causing the aura to go from red and black to red and purple.

“What?” Vanessa asked. “No! NO!” She screamed.

Outside of the manor, Snatcher and the Subconites were halfway towards the manor, till Snatcher stopped as he felt a pain in his chest. He slowly collapsed to the ground as he screamed. “B-Boss?” One subconite asked.

“GAH! What’s happening?” Snatcher groaned as he looked at his claws forming back into hands as he slowly shrunk back into a human shape. The purple began to fade into brown hair and white skin, as what was left was a purple coat, and underneath said coat was the Prince.

The Subconites ran towards the Prince, who groaned and rubbed his head. Prince Snatcher slowly got up but collapsed realizing he couldn’t feel his legs just yet. “Uh…Boss?” The other subconite asked. “Are you okay?”

“I-” The second Snatcher spoke, his voice lacking its bellow. “I don’t know?” He struggled to get up as he looked at the Manor seeing some of the ice melt. “Kiddo!” Snatcher gasped..

The ice melted around Hat Kid as she looked in horror to see the Queen shrink down and go from a black mass to what she looked like from the storybook; Long messy blonde hair and a beautiful, yet torn green dress with a diamond pattern.

Hat Kid looked down at the crown and saw the dark aura fade away leaving behind a rusted and broken crown. Soon she heard footsteps coming up the steps and saw it was the Prince, who collapsed on the floor. He slowly looked up and Hat Kid was confused about who this was.

“K-kiddo. I-it’s me.” Snatcher stuttered.

“S-Snatcher?” Hat Kid asked. Snatcher nodded in reply. Hat Kid slowly walked over to him and touched his cheek with her finger. “B-but I-I thought you died?” She asked.

Snatcher sighed. “I thought so too kiddo. Turns out the curse affected me too.” He explained. Hat Kid hugged her BFF, who slowly hugged the young girl back. His eyes then looked at Vanessa, who surprisingly was still alive and back to normal too.

“Snatcher?” Hat Kid asked again. “Do you know anything about the curse?”

“No kiddo. Vanessa told me nothing about it. I saw it myself that fateful day.” Snatcher explained. He slowly walked over to Vanessa and looked down with a glare. It was hundreds of years since he saw her like this, it almost feels like a dream. “So kiddo, what do you want to do with her?”

Hat Kid looked at Vanessa, hearing her let out a groan. Despite everything she had done to Snatcher, to Subcon, and her; Hat Kid sighed and went up to Vanessa and pulled her up. Snatcher’s eyes widened in horror.

“Kiddo?! What are you doing?” Snatcher asked.

“Look, I know she destroyed everything, but locking her up and imprisoning her like she did to you doesn’t seem fair!” Hat Kid explained. Snatcher was taken aback at what the kid was telling him. “She doesn’t need to be forgiven, but she does deserve another chance at living a life.”

Snatcher was debating in his mind. On one hand he wanted to lock up Vanessa for the rest of her days, but on the other hand, Hat Kid was right. Vanessa didn’t need to be forgiven of her actions, but now the two of them can grow and live their own lives.

Something that Vanessa had always wanted…

“Okay kiddo, you win this one.” Snatcher whispered. Hat Kid gave a small smile and three teleported back to Hat Kid’s ship.

#ahit au #broken curse au #ahit snatcher #queen vanessa #ahit the prince #hat kid #ahit subconites #ahit fanfics

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cosmicwhoreo · 7 months

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Yeah why not, have more of Summer interacting with weird people-