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noisemastter · 10 months

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hi.... i am thinking about how much sweet capn nd k_k both parallel and r an antithesis of the fun gang ..... ok ? i think ......... i will mindlessly ramble . listen to me if you want . this may or may not be coherent at all . pay me no mind ok ?

they each have like,,, 1 basic trait thats described to them

okok so i think its really funny how much theyre complete fuckin opposites ( with the person they dance with ) .

kris - quiet person by susie and king

susie - mean girl by a save point

and yk . scc are energetic smooth and silly . its in their check dialogue . stated outright

ralsei - fluffy boy by a save point

energetic - quiet

smooth - fluffy

silly - mean

real interesting thing about capn and ralseis that isnt really important . . theyre both an adjective referring to a personality trait and a surface

ummm ill just go through them in sccs order . soooo,,, sweet / kris, cap / ralsei , and k_k / susie

sorry if this doesnt make sense im bad with words .

sweet / kris . . . . so much to say . mainly about sweet .

kris isnt shown to have much of a personality atleast in game ... which makes like a lot of sense considering they dont have free will for most of them . all we reaaally know is that theyre an introvert . theyre described as not being very energetic by tori, rarely ever waking up on time for school, usually sleeping through the start of class, and preferring tori drive them to school rather then walk . noelle also makes a comment about how kris isnt usually so talkative when you select the "anything" option in the hospital and as previously mentioned, theyre described as a quiet person

sweet on the other hand, is literally "the energetic one" . their movements are a lot more exaggerated and bouncier then the others, their way of speaking is a lot more upbeat then the others, and theyre the one who follows you around for ( most of ) cyber field ,,, they also have the most dialogue out of the 3 and are real passionate about their interests, being the most into the whole rebellion thing and likely being the one who started it all . they also use multiple exclamation marks in most sentences as a way of showing how enthusiastic they are about most things !!!!! this is a little small detail i noticed but.... they r also slightly off sync with the others whenever you ask them to play a song 4 you .

cap / ralsei,,,,,,, capsei shippers dee en eye you guys are weird

ough . i have so little to say about ralsei im sorry ralsei fans . ok anyways

ralsei is "the nice one" of the group i think . he tries to convince you to spare everyone, hes generally the most polite, and is maybe the tiniest bit naive in chapter 1, having to learn by the end that he cant trust everyone . even though hes nice, hes never exactly shown to be cowardly unlike most "nice" characters !!! he doesnt stand down to most enemies and is generally a lot less scared of . actual life threatening situations then a teenager should be .

cap'n on the other hand,,, is . the reason the game got a higher rating in japan because he says a statue looks like shit . capn is,,, from what ive seen, the least liked of the trio for coming off as rude in a lot of his dialogue ( hes just some guy i think ) . hes the most upfront about thinking you helped kidnap noelle, mocking you and making comments about it all throughout the first part of the game ( even trying to scam you because of it !!! ) . he also talks in a less formal way then ralsei does and makes several comments that are accidentally taken as flirty towards noelle ( hes just a little bit of a dumbass hes not a p/do . . targetted i see you freaks ) . hes basically shown to be willing to do anything if it benefits him and the others, trying to scam, trick, and appeal towards girls in an attempt to earn more money . hes also not a fan of fighting, and is reffered to as a coward by sweet for not really wanting to fight physically, even suggesting towards the start of the fight to just wait for other bad guys to come around . hes silly i love capn he reminds me of my best friend

cakes / susie .... i have so much to say about k_k you have no idea so many people get his character entirely wrong and it pisses me off . infact im breaking the pattern and starting with him because i have very little to say about susie and also fuck you

k_k is, in every way, kind of a doormat . they let people shortchange them, purposefully try and make themselves shorter to be less intimidating, and dont really wanna cause any trouble like at all . they try and make themselves sillier so they arent perceived as some sort of threat or something to be scared of ( considering theyre like 10ft tall . i did the math hes like 7 in his sprite and based on nelnals art, like 10'2 ) . hes the exact opposite of susie in every way !! k_k is tall and tries to make himself more approachable, giving you bagels for free if you dont have the money, trying to appeal to everyone by never really giving sweet or capn an answer that supports eithers argument, and just,, generally being a lot more polite then the other 2, despite the others best efforts . theyre also the first to try and cheer sweet up after they lose their battle, saying that they won because their dancing was better !!! a lot of trying to be smaller and appear as less mature likely comes from a place of anxiety,, as they only ever really speak whenever spoken to directly, try to stay on everyones good side, and have the least amount of dialogue out of the 3 by, like, 10%, most times them speaking being short, straightforward answers rather then them talking unprovoked

susie is,, kind of a smaller person trying to make herself seem bigger and scarier . she puts on a tough persona and is an asshole to most people who arent her friends, getting aggressive whenever people she perceives as threats bother her or the others and being a lot snarkier then the other 2 . towards ralsei and kris shes,, still pretty aggressive but its more in a playful way . she teases them often and is the only reason ralsei and her ever get an act option, because she points out how theyre not dumb and they can act by themselves . shes,, pretty much just any teenager with her friends

scc also think of themselves as the main characters . they make a constant attempt to act as so, trying to fight the fun gang because they think they helped the queen kidnap noelle, but in the end they just arent ,,, enough .

the fun gang r kinda just. kids who probably just wanna be kids but Cant because they kinda have this whole prophecy thing on their backs (susie and kris especially) and didnt really . choose to be the main guys .

i think,,, them being opposites is also a huge reason why scc being adults is so important to me . of course you can hc them as any age !!! but thinking of them as kids because theyre immature is,,,, boring as fuck . making them adults ties in a lot more with all of these opposites . thinking of them as adults who never really grew up would act as a sort of antithesis to the fun gang being teenagers who r growing up a little too fast and its soo... fun to play with . its fun to explore why they never matured like a lot of other people or if theyre just a little immature naturally !! theyre silly and theyre fun and theyre so entertaining to me i wanna put them under a microscope and study them ...

scc being adults who never grew up and the fun gang being teenagers who r growing up too fast is so fun to me i think . scc try so desperately to be the "main characters" . to be important . to be those guys . while the fun gang didnt even really try !!!! kris and susie just wanted to get chalk and got sucked into a huge prophecy thing in a world they didnt even know existed and i just . idk this is probably incomprehensible at this point sorry . i jusy think the fact theyre opposites is really fun and i dont think enough people notice it

tldr kris is quiet and introverted , sweet is energetic and ( likely ) loud judging from how they talk

ralsei is nice but not timid or cowardly at all, while a lot of capns dialogue is accidentally rude and hes literally called a coward ingame,

and susie tries to make herself bigger and scarier while k_k wants to be viewed as non-threatening and friendly as possible

thanks for listening to my autism rant . if you care .

#i dont know if i want to tag this or not .#maybe i will . just incase someones interested .#scc #sweet cap'n cakes #sweet capn cakes #deltarune #capsei shippers dee en fucking eye btw you all suck #sorry that was mean . but god some of you are insufferable #ralsei would hate capn but try and be nice about it and like slightly passive aggressive while capn would like.#piss him off on purpose because he thinks its funny to watch ralsei try and stay calm #do you get me here #fuck capsei

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kitkatscabinet · 2 years

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ok, so i got this idea while watching time wasters, which is about a group finding a time machine and going back to the past, and since i dont exactly know what term would be best to use, im just gonna use you as in a general sense. But basically say you're new to Hawkins, present year and some how stumble across one of the door ways to the upside down and end up there. You get stuck there for a while, running and hiding for god knows what is there and finally, after what feels like forever, you finally find another doorway out and head through. You go through it as fast as possible, breaking through the gross skin like film that keeps it shut, finding yourself back in the woods where you first found that god forsaken entrance. running through the woods, scared, dirty, tired and traumatized, you're not fully paying attention except to get out of there, you rush through a bunch of trees and end up running into someone as they stop you from falling. They try to get you to calm down and get some coherent answer out of you that isnt about some monsters and weird looking bats. Realizing what you're talking about, they bring you into their house to get you calmed down, cleaned up and food and water into you, they introduce themself as Steve Harrington and kind of try to explain what you ended up dealing with and in turn end up finding out you ended up back in the 80's, the doorway essentially acting as its own time machine/portal. this was a lot longer than i intended and i would have added more if it wasnt already so long, but in short, the doors that open up to the upside down could act as some sort of time portal that ends up bringing you back to the 80's and kind of the only safe way you could probably get back to your own time is to kill whatever it is that's opening the doorways. Obviously you'd get to meet the other's and i think as someone who grew up with stuff from the 80's to 90's it wouldnt even be that hard to find common interest with them. but my god i would be a bit of a mess around Steve and Robin, im honestly so in love with them.

Your mind? Genius! Holy shit this has so much potential as a series. Modern tik tok reader in the 80s?? Using references no one understands as a coping mechanism. Obvious potential for both angst and comedy.

Reader takes one look at Robin, turns to Steve and kind of whispers, “is she ya know?” And does the wrist flick.

Singing WAP in front of Jason 💀

Trying to convert the kiddies in a socialist agenda and slowly becoming Hawkins “communist menace” for promoting quiet quitting.

I’m obsessed. I’ll make it a series if anyone wants me to write it 😲

#stranger things #steve harrington #robin buckley #x reader #reader insert

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hollowisthyname · 2 years

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Tell me about your aro slut ocs

HEHEHEHEHE OK SO IM TRYING TO GIVE THEM A LOT OF DIFFERENT SEXUALITIES AND STUFF SO I ONLY HAVE ONE RN BUT ILL TELL U ABT THEM !!!!!!! :D

(rant under the cut , cw for some sexual themes but nothing explicit)

ok so !!!! this is onyx hart , amd they're alloaro , pansexual , and polyamorous !! it uses they/it pronouns and neos that i haven't decided on yet , theyre one of my favorites i think abt them a lot hehe

this is my most recent picrew of em , kinda a redesign but the only thing i really changed was the hair fghjhgfd the rest of its design is p much the same

onyx is a ghost , a performer , and yes 100% a slut >:] they struggle with getting close to people and forming connections but it's trying its best , and they've got a group of friends helping :D

theyre a v good actor and they know a lot of performance stuff (acrobatics , magic tricks , etc) , and performing is basically their entire life (escapism who?) it knows how to give people exactly what they want , so it has no trouble w being a slut but because of that they kinda have trouble letting down the facade it puts on around people bc its not used to being seen for who it really is and theyre just a teensy bit scared that ppl won't like them if they're not trying to make them happy all the time (people pleaser who ?)

(brief interlude just to clarify that it's not aromantic "because" of this , they'd be aro either way , and its aromanticism is actually a contributing factor to this fear or being known and feeling of isolation bc for a long long time they didnt have the words for their experience and it's internalized the feeling of its attraction being wrong and bad so all that just adds to the already prevalent attachment issues)

they feel very intense attraction to people sometimes , which isnt romantic it's just A Lot (probably closer to obsession than romantic attraction , and on the off chance that anyone wants to attack me for this i am truly just taking my own experience w attraction and slapping it on this poor character so please don't) , and all of that is p confusing and hard to figure out and deal with sometimes but they're learning to be honest w the object(s) of their affections so everyone can set boundaries and be comfortable ! healthy relationships :D

i think i will be done now bc im sleepy and u probably don't want me to go down the rabbit hole of explaining all their lore bc that will take many days and probably fill a couple novels (/ex) but i love talking abt this dude so if u ever want to hear more just say the word !! i am hoping desperately that this post is coherent bc im writing this at 2am and my brain is not quite running at full capacity FGHJHGF

tl;dr - onyx is a polyam alloaro w a complicated relationship to ...... relationships , but they're working stuff out and getting better at dealing with the difficulties they face !!

#oc infodumps #watch how hard i can project onto this one /lh

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tethered-heartstrings · 2 years

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i have a difficult imagination and a lot of the shit i see in my head isnt exactly coherent or figurative (how the fuck do i draw then) so i hope its ok if i do a list of things ur blog looks like to me. uhhhhh forest kind of like in tbe show (?) bc the banners colors remind me of that a bit so. ig its wet. im sorry to say ur blog is a little wet. its kind of under the ground. but like if its under the ground then its like cement and shit. still a little bit wet. but not super wet. i think ur blog smells like mushrooms at best i had a nice candle that smelled like mushrooms. at worst it might smell like rotten logs or whatever

My old banner photo was a forest shot! The one from Will's dream where Hannibal is tied to a tree.

Also you are not the first person to describe me/my blog as wet. I don't know what it means. But I do like the smell of wet cement. Also love the smell of mushrooms. Please share the candle.

tell me what you think my blog seems like

#this is such a vivid description thank you sansnom #le-sansnom #the curious clown

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mrs-kelly · 3 years

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'Bout to self insert into my f/o's arms

#take my nonsense thought; i was gonna write something about sans and then i felt compelled to try a funny instead #its his fault. this is exactly the kind of thing he would tell me to say #'hold up ren. what if. instead of talking about what we're doing in delta.rune. you say this'#sans this is barely even a post #'i know but its funny'#sirrrr please let me think coherently; this isnt fair #ren speaks #ok to rb #if you want asjgfkdsl

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is-squipemy-valid-today · 5 years

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10/17/19

hello :) i am tumblr user is-squipemy-valid-today,a random toxic person on the internet :) squipemy is a whole ass fucking example of an abusive relationship and yall shouldnt be making jeremy forgive his abuser because thats pushing that onto someone that cant even fucking protest because hes fictional to do that and basically telling real people who are abuse victims that they should “just forgive their abuser!!11!11!” and if you say the squip can change youre implying that “well your abuser can change!111! give them another chance!!!11111″ :) which means im toxic and cancelled right :) because i have better opinions than you :)))

also the squip presents itself as 40 years older than jeremy so thats gross :) and if your excuse is that he’s “ageless!111!!!!!” and “can look however he wants11!!!!!” thats immediately a warning sign that youre shipping something fucking gross :) but im just a random toxic problematic tumblr user :) so what the fuck do i know :)

#be more chill #squipemy #this is barely coherent at all #i am just SO ANGRY #implying that abuse victims can and should give their abusers another chance isnt ok!!! and thats exactly what youre fucking doing!!!!!#please tell me how im wrong. tell me every single fucking way im wrong. i fucking dare you #i doubt you can even come up with one fucking valid reason #me getting angry: oh no you just aggravated me! im going to say the f word now

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insertdisc5 · 3 years

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hey so, no idea if youre the right person to ask about this but you got any tips for horror comic paneling? you dont need to give tips on like how to make panels spooky just how do you think a comic's paneling could go wrong without being bad. like there being no box for a panel but the drawing inside still being there. sorry if this isnt coherent

ok im not a big horror person (spooky!) but i know EXACTLY what you mean and im giving you My Wife in the Wood to read as homework. the horror is shown more thru artstyle changes and typography, but there's still some great examples of horror thru composition

(notice how the text goes from small and straight to bolder, letters of different sizes, goes all over the place)

this post i made might also help-- horror thru colors, shadows, breaking conventions- i think in general horror is a lot thru breaking conventions

kinda reminds me of Blood on the Tracks, which has relatively simple composition but still manages to make everything unsettling thru shadows especially (notice the butterflies on top of the panels themselves too- gives a dreamlike feeling but since its a spooky moment the dreamlike makes it UNSETTLING)

also you should read I Am A Hero, more specifically chapter 11, which is the only time i was reading a comic and was actually too scared to turn the page (if you read it online make sure to see only one page at a time for the Full Effect), if a comic makes me scared to turn the page then it has SUCCEEDED

another little one about typography but i rly like how in omori the font changes for some spooky moments... goes from this

to this

which i believe omocat said the second one was them drawing with their non-dominant hand... so smart... so spooky... yeah

anyway tldr: i think it's all about breaking conventions. if you have your whole comic be small square panels and SUDDENLY you put a full page panel then it's gonna catch the eye, its gonna be freaky, that kind of stuff

#ask tag #long post #horror #reference #tutorial #sorry im too lazy to draw a tutorial and also im not sure it wouldve been more useful than showing examples #esp since i dont draw horror comics lmao #HOPE THIS HELPED?!? READ MY WIFE IN THE WOOD???#also those are the only horror comics ive read. again: not a horror person #im trying to read/watch more though! i think its fascinating how horror stuff makes you scared #mandatory 'hope it helped' comment

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batz-zzz · 2 years

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please explain fnaf lore to me i want to know i dont care if it's bad

OKKKK FASTEN UR SEATBELTS ( @cottagecorexboy tagging u bc bc u told me i could spam u w fnaf lore <3<3) HERES MY UNDERSTANDING OF THE FNAF LORE!

tw for like. kidnapping. and murder. lots of murder. and gore. also spoiler warning obviously

IM GONNA TRY TO MAKE THIS AS COHERENT AS POSSIBLE!!! ALSO FAIR WARNING A LOT OF THIS SOUNDS LIKE COMPLETE NONESENSE BC THATS WHAT IT IS!!! THIS LORE IS FUCKING STUPID! i love it tho <3

fnaf timeline:

fredbears family diner

fnaf 4 (1983)

sister location ( somewhere between '83 and '87)

fnaf 2 (1987)

fnaf 1 (likely 1993)

fnaf 3 (around 2023)

freddy fazbears pizza sim

fnaf help wanted

fnaf security breach (approx 2024-2029)

ok so all this shit started with a diner which was opened by william afton and henry emily in 1967. it was called *ahem* fredbear family diner!!!! and featured the brown bear mascot!! neither henry nor william had money at the time to hire someone, (also they were both busy studying; henry studying comminucation and business admin while william studied engineering) so the mascot suit was normally worn by henry during working hours

3 or 4 years go by and fredbear family diner starts to pick up more business! to help it grow, william designed bonnie, the yellow rabbit mascot to go along with freddy! how cute! after they got a bit more successful snd earned some more money, william designed the first 2 springlock suits, bonnie and freddy <3 so now the lineup we have are the freddy animatronic, the freddy and bonnie springlock suits that double as a suit an animatronic, and a marionette puppet that kept an eye on the children and rewarded them when they won arcade games

explanation of how springlock suits are operated (fnaf 3)

also! outside of work, good ol willy met a lady!! who is unnamed. n e ways! they got married and had 3 kids! the oldest son (michael❤️), daughter (elizabeth) and another son (not officially named, but widely recognized as evan/crying child)

OK NOW ONTO EVENTS THAT HAPPENED IN THE ACTUAL GAMES. LOL. HAHA. HAHAHA.

ok! um. ok. so. cut to evans birthday one year. 1983 to be exact. he has his party in fredbears family diner! great right? WRONG. evan was terrified of the animatronics. and his older brother michael and his friends decide its a good idea to SCARE EVAN by SHOVING HIS HEAD INSIDE OF ANIMATRONIC FREDBEARS MOUTH. take a guess how that turned out :)

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basically evan gets his head CHOMPED! but he doesnt die there! in fnaf 4, u play as evan, recovering in the hospital after the bite trying to survive the nightmarish versions of the animatronics he was so afraid of. but he dies on the last night. lol rip evan

one afton down

william afton, distraught over his sons death vows to "put him back together" as seen in this screencap from the ending of fnaf 4! (william is,, talking to evan through a fredbear plush that has cameras in it,,,,, but we'll get into that later lol or not)

anyways,,, mr afton decides to take the phrase "put you back together" very seriously and uh. starts doing research on an element called remnant which is basically. large amounts of human agony condensed into a metal??? that can. help souls to possess inanimate objects. this is only mentioned in the books and i think its kinda wacky tbh. some people speculate that he did this research to gain his own immortality which is totally valid but i like to see it like this bc it helps fit the story together anyways we'll get back to that. maybe

moving on

after evans death, business wasnt exactly booming,,,. so! henry and william decide to sell all rights to the diner/animatronics to a bigger company that turns it into...... *drumroll* ......... freddy fazbears pizza!!!!!! (and the overarching fazbear entertainment). freddy fazbears pizza finally opened later in 1983 with a lineup of the man himself, freddy fazbear, bonnie, chica the chicken and foxy the pirate

also another springlock failure happens that isnt really touched upon, but after said failure, the springlock suits are deemed "too dangerous" to be used in performances! and they r stored in the back storage room!

one day, during a birthday party at the new and improved freddy fazbears pizza, a child was MURDERED! outside of the building, unable to get in and ask for help. the child then went on to possess the puppet, as it followed her outside and was there as she died, unable to help her. guess who murdered her lol! YEP! MR WILLY AFTON! he was tried in court but never found guilty due to...... lack! of! evidence!

um alsoo like,,, william kills more kids lol. he got into the storage on the old springlock bonnie costume and and lures 5 children to the back rooms and murders them!!!!!! and then in an attempt to save the children, the puppet stuffed each corpse inside rhe 4 core animatronics + golden freddy. this caused the childrens spirits to inhabit each suit lol (golden freddy now having 2 spirits possessing it; evan and the new child called cassidy) anyways since the bodies were hidden in the suits, detectives never found them and william afton was never caught. freddy fazbears pizza closed down after many complaints about the foul odor and mucus oozing out from the animatronics and after outsiders found out about the missing childrens incident

anyways! mr william afton is up to bigger and better things! in order to like capture more kids in a cool way he creates circus babys pizza world!! a smaller pizza place under the control of afton robotics featuring improved animatronics like circus baby! funtime foxy and freddy, bonbon and ballora! mr creep afton created each animatronic to capture children! each one has specific,,, abilities and design choices. for example, all of them are much taller than they should be, circus baby being 7.5 feet and the rest being over 6ft. funtime foxy has abilities like

parental voice sync and replay??? mhm. and same with funtime freddy

voice mimic/luring? storage tank?

yea,, thats a child. in the storage tank

however uhh circus babys pizza world closes on the first day bc. um. circus baby. eats. elizabeth (williams daughter). yeah..... william tells her to stay away from baby bc shes dangerous but she didnt listen!!! so she got herself snatched up and her soul went on to possess circus baby. lol. heres a clip! the actual death is at 2:35

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second afton down! and both killed by williams own inventions! how poetic. anyways after circus babys pizza world closes, willy boy opens an underground facility titled 'circus babys rentals and entertainment' for the purpose of rentibg out his child kidnapping animatronics to different parties and events <3 cute!

anyways!! time for the events of the third game in the timeline and 5th game overall, sister location! michael, our beloved eldest afton son travels to circus babys rental and entertainment at the request of his father to "put [elibabeth and unnamed wife] back together" which he does! but he gets his skeleton innards scooped out in the process. lol.

yea so turns out, baby, ballora, funtime freddy and funtime foxy dont wanna be trapped in the rental facility, being forced to kidnap and murder children anymore! valid! so, in order to hide amongst other humans, they scoop put their own endoskeletons, fuse them together to form ennard, and use michaels body as a flesh suit :)

scooping room cutscene

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and they succeed! for a while. after a while of being a flesh suit for a big robot thing, michaels body starts to decay! as bodies do. so, ennard decides to. leave. the body. bc its no longer habitable! leaving michael (whos still alive for some reason) as a rotted, skeleton-less corpse person!

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and at the very end of the game, michael has another cutscene where he's kinda talking to william? but not rly bc william isnt there. hes talking to himself but to his dad. here loamso

cutscene at the end of the games true ending

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ANYWAYS!!!!!! A NEW FREDDY FAZBEARS PIZZA LOCATION OPENED UP IN 1987!!!!!!!! with new and improved "safer" animatronics! consisting of toy freddy, toy chica, toy bonnie and mangle! this is the setting of fnaf 2, the 3rd game in the timeline! where, instead of michael afton, you play as jeremy fitzgerald! also, william comes back and murders 5 more kids in the new location!

also, the infamous bite of 87 happens here! and the victim is *drumroll* 🥁🥁🥁🥁 YOU! JEREMY FITZGERALD!!!!!! u get ur frontal lobe bitten off by the mangle animatronic! anyways, new location closes the same year, toy animatronics are SCRAPPED! and william afton was arrested, but there was no evidence proving that he was the murderer again

OKAYYY!!!!! FREDDY FAZBEARS PIZZA REOPENS (again) BUT THIS TIME, IN THE OLD LOCATION THAT THE FIRST MISSING CHILDRENS INCIDENT TOOK PLACE IN! ITS KINDA OLD AND BROKEN DOWN LOL! william afton tries to disassemble the haunted animatronics bc yk. theyrw obviously out for revenge on him. but accidentally releases their spirits into the living world. in a bout of fear, he runs to his old safe room (thats hidden from security cameras) and hides in his old springlock bonnie suit! hahaha! hes safe! except hes not. since the building is old and broken down, there is a water leak from the ceiling! and yall know what water does to the springlock suits!!!!

cutscene from the game

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fanimation of the springlock failure (gore warning)

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but he survives bc ofc he did. and hes left in that backroom until 2033 :) no one came to find him, because that backrooms have been sealed off and employees were told not to go back there or mention them to anyone outside the company!

slay!

anyways, the year is now 2003 and this is when fnaf 1 happens! at the end of the gamey freddy fazbears pizza closes for the final time </3

but fear not! 30 years later in 2033, a haunted attraction called fazbears fright is preparing to open in the same building! crazy how that happens. anyways, the managers of fazbears fright found william afton (now known as springtrap) in the back rooms and somehow doesnt realize that he is a decaying corpse inside a rabbit suit so! they use him as their only animatronic prop since the ogs have all been scrapped! this is where fnaf 3 starts- you play as security guard michael afton again, where hes finally found his father. the game ends with michael burning fazbears fright to the ground with springtrap still inside <3 slay

anyways, moving on,,,, after all the tragedy thats happened at freddy locations, fazbear entertainment hires a game developer to make a bunch of games meant to make light of all the deaths (this is the fnaf game devs self insert basically). to complete their coverup story, they hire a bigger company to make a vr game!! in fnaf vr: help wanted, u play as a game tester pretty much. however, the game was taking a while to develop, so fazbear entertainment sent a bunch of circuit boards to be scanned into computers in order to make the game faster

however!!!!!!!!! and heres the funny part: a virus known as glitchtrap (which is basically william afton... as a computer virus...) gets scanned into the games code! and after a while, glitchtrap successfully infiltrates the mind of one of the other game testers named vanessa, who becomes his unwilling successor known as 'vanny'. in help wanted, u have to help test the game while finding vanessas prerecorded tapes which have glitchtrap saved onto them. after finding all the tapes,,,, u accidentally set him free lol...... yea.

ANYWAYS NEXT GAME! FNAF 6, FREDDYS PIZZERIA SIMULATOR! this game was meant to tie up any loose ends left in the story, which it absolutely did. u (again) play as michael afton, who is tasked with salvaging old animatronics and keep them in the building. this is so at the end, old pal HENRY EMILY!!!! can make his badass comeback and burn down the building with everyone inside (including springtrap whos still alive not surprisingly) and it has the coolest ending cutscene imo

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and after that, the extra game ultimate custom night is released, in which u play as william afton, trapped in hell- a neverending loop of trying to survive the very spirits u murdered. it was a really good ending to the story

but of course. it doesnt end there. because WERE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE GOOD THINGS IN THIS FANDOM APPARENTLY. sigh. no. after this game comes the most recent, fnaf security breach! in which u play as gregory! our dearest beloved homeless kid whos trapped inside the mega pizzaplex and enlists in the help of freddy fazbear to help get u out! in the true ending of this game, u and freddy travel below the pizzaplex to..... THE LOCATION FROM FNAF 6???!?!?!??? yea. they built the mega pizzaplex on top of the charred up building. and guess whos still alive???????? william afton. but he looks BUSTED and DUSTED to all hell

.... yea..... this is peepaw willy.........

anyways! um. in the final battle u set him on fire.... again... but this time guess who shows up!!!! molten freddy! who is basically ennard but without circus baby. anyways molten freddy snatches up peepaw willy and kills him im pretty sure, while gregory and freddy make their great escape

AND THAT BRINGS US UP TO SPEED! I WILL NOT BE GETTING INTO THE BOOKS BC I LIKE TO PRETEND THEY DONT EXIST ❤

#♂ answered #lucas!! 🍭#fnaf.💭

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divinestrike · 2 years

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what are your thoughts exactly to how van zieks' racism was handled in dgs? i've seen people still adore him nonetheless of it lol (which is... yikes imo)

OHHHHHHH so so many thoughts but not enough coherent words.... it's so complex because i personally really like him but also. don't like him at all at . anyway im putting this under a read more cuz it just ended up being a looong rant (no spoilers for the plot btw)

1. i'm honestly okay with the fact that racism is incorporated into the game. yes, it's uncomfortable to hear (especially as an east asian woman), but it's an expected consequence of having the games be set in a specific location & time period. and the other option would have been to just pretend that racism DIDNT exist which is obviously worse. i wrote more about this in my ace attorney essay for school LOL but the gist is that it can be very powerful to bring real-world contexts into video games—it SHOULD make you uncomfortable and it SHOULD make you reflect, because media consumption has real-world effects & mediums like video games can be a tool for learning + awareness

2. that being said... i didnt like how van zieks story ended (re: his racism). mainly, i just dont think his backstory actually justifies his racism in any way. and it DEFINITELY doesnt excuse all of the abhorrent things he's said to the main cast... he was spewing racist shit for the entire series, and the "reason" behind it isnt even revealed until the very end—and we're just supposed to. forgive him right away?? even his remarks at the end about knowing ryunosuke had a honourable spirit or something from the moment they met... like ok dumbass. that sure didnt stop you from being racist. he's like "this man pursues the truth. unfortunately i just hate japanese people so much that i have to deny it" and im supposed to feel SYMPATHY for him???????

3. his racist remarks are also never truly addressed by the game. as in we never really see his racism being acknowledged other than a "wow! he sure hates japanese people!" and what i mean by this is that we dont see any emotional impact on the main cast. it's like hehe he hates me and everyone who looks like me but i will make every attempt to befriend him anyways 😍 it just rubs me the wrong way tbh

4. ohhhh my god the fan culture surrounding van zieks.... unfortunately, i was expecting this even as i was in the process of playign the series. a huge part of it is just that he has a cool character design (sexy) so people are willing to overlook the "distasteful" aspects. but it is pretty insane the degree to which some people are willing to overlook his racism to portray him as the "best prosecutor" with impeccable "honour" or whatnot. AND THE AMOUNT OF SHIP ART IVE SEEN OF HIM WITH THE JAPANESE CHARACTERS!!!!!!! it's just baffling. did we even play the same game -_-

finally, relating back to my 1st point of how having racism in the game could be a good tool for awareness.... well it probably wasnt their goal in the first place, but it wasnt achieved anyway. van ziek never truly undergoes any real character development re: his racism. he is never punished/called out for his actions, and worse, we (along with the main cast) are simply expected to forgive him & move on. there are no consequences for his actions—only excuses and vague “he’s changed for the better” in an undeterminable future

#mailbox

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Babe wake up im going to rant about my ocs lore because im bored

Tw/cw depression, suicide, kidnapping, addiction, unreality

I write angsty stuff for my ocs oops-

When i first started making my characters they were very different in alot of ways and they were very different from what they are now. But i some how managed to glue all the chaos of my ocs together into a semi-coherent story. I went through an insane amount of world building with myself and i honestly dont think ive ever writen or typed any of it out before! its all just up in my head (and you know my memory is trash so ive probably forgotten of alot of things i made before lol). Anyways- i have two main story lines for my characters. Ethan's story, and Vevlet's story. Although i must admit Ethan's story is less complex than velvets simply beacsue it acts as a story of prequeal to Velvets story line. (Alternate realities that happen to have effect on each other basically- we love space time junk)

Ethan's world is very similar to ours, the most similar out of any of my fantasy worlds lol. Ethan's story revolves around self-discovery. I mean for it to be a wholesome/lighthearted thing that quickly leads up to dark undertones (spoilers lol). Ethan's story begins with Eef pre-transition (AFAB to NB). We get to see Ethan learn about themself and have fun exploring emotions and what it means to be alive. Ethan comes from a run-down family (mom khs, dad mia). So he lives with his adoptive parents (who i have yet to design and think about- theyre lesbians 100% though). A major moment for Eef is meeting his partner Seth. As you already know Ethan and Seth are cute ass boyfriends and stuff but guess what! im jammed their story full of angst and edgy shit bc i "wrote" most of this when i was hella depressed! Anyways Seth's family is like moderally welathy, wealthier than most i would say. Seth catches feelings for the emo chick ofc (forgot to metion Eef was definately a hot goth girl before he transitions).... uh yea anyways seth ends up flirting and crushing on eef and eef is like yea sure im bored and sad why not. and they end up dating after a while. Theres an important moment in their relationship when Ethan take Seth to this dead tree. THis dead tree is very important also bc it is where his mother hanged herself, and Ethan doesnt quite remember that bc he was very young when it happened, but he knows it as a place of comfort and he goes there alot when he feels sad or alone. this tree could be taken as symbolizim but heheh ill never tell. anyways Ethan is like yo my fevorite tree and Seth is like wtf okay bro ily and all but why a dead tree with an unstable tire swing?? ANd ethans like idk but i like it here reminds me of my childhood (op my guy) and they spend the night there. Also when ethan comes out to seth as nonbinary seth is just like ok,,, because hes bisexual lol. anyways time skip and Seth has some addiction problems once he graduates, long story short- Ethan doesnt like it bc his dad was a druggie so he trys to help Seth and Seth raises his voice and ethan is tiny compared to his bf so hes naturally like terrified of being hit and he suddenly feels his world of happy and peace he build back up bieng destroyed once again so he heads to his mothers dead tree and decides life isnt worth it anymore, and he hangs himself in the exact spot his mother did.... once seth comes off one of his highs or whatever hes like- oh fuck i yelled and acted agro to my traumatized partner. and he immedatly goes to the tree bc its Ethans favortie spot but its to late. regret is the only emootion anymore... its over for them.

now youre probably wondering how the absolute hell does that tie into velvets lore?? well do i have a tale for you. Velvets sotry begins on her 21st birthday, she is out for drinks with her douchebag bf and her bestfriend. several drinks later she yells over blaring club music shes going to the restroom, and as shes walking back she sees her bf and her bestie making out and she doesnt even say anyhting and walks out alone. She is making her way back to her apartment very tipsy. She then hears a vechile driving beside her, she cant make out anyhting theyre saying and the people in the car get out and before she even relises whats going on shes thrown into the vechile and is being beaten and yelled at. She passes out as theyre driivng to somewhere. When she next awakes she is in a barn-looking place. Concreate walls painted red and straw all over the floor. she cant stand, her legs stung and so did her entire body. for several days- she doesnt know how long she stayed in this place unable to move or do anything. Weak and starving, she gathered up her last bit of strength and hung herself on a low board (havent really worked out the details on that scence bc i keep changing my mind but she does hang herself). Cut to a space of nothingness- legit nothing- exactly its impossible to imagine nothing. In the nothing sits velvet all skin and bone, and then an entity, a hooded figure with long hair, sits next to her. No words are spoke, but the entity looks at velvet longingly. Then it tears out its eye- just full on plunges its hand into its socket and rips it out. bloody mess honestly. the entity hands its eye to velvet, and she takes it. there is no thoughts here, no sound, only actions. Cut once more to a coriners room place? ya know the place with dead bodies and tables and shit- anyways a bright light emerges from dead!vevlets chest and surrounds her entire body. *cue stunned doctor mans* Velvet arises from her death with her scars healed over and... wings. Yup shes an angel now. I mean her world already had monsters and things of suppernatural belonging but- angels are rare. She makes 1 of 2 angels in their relam as of current. Angels are "made" from regrets. Regret overflowing from two sources- one long dead and the other recent. This is where ethan comes in. Ethan's regret from how he died was powerful and sad, powerful enough for his spirt- an entity- to reach Velvets. Velvet too, had much regret in her death. So young and so many things that could have been avoided. In the days following up to her death in the barn/cellar she only felt regret. Regret for all she did and all she didnt do. So much pain summoned the entity. Their powerful forces of regret pulled them together and allowed Velvet to return- but at a price for the both of them. the entity lost its eye- symbolizing a loss of humanity and conscientiousness. While Velvet lost herself, she no longer can view her world in the same way. She has severe ptsd- like episodes and halucinations. She cant go back, she has to live through he own grief. Velvets appearnace also changes quite a bit. Her hair got longer, she has two sleek gray wings on her back, and- one of her eyes are purple now. why does it hrut her to see that eye? why is it all so familiar yet far away. Her human brain can hardly understand all the changes. But she was gifted this- she knows she must try. And luckily for her society sees angels as higher beings. They are given the umost respect but they are also greatly feared because of how misterious their origins are. The only other known angel meets with velvet quite alot through her story, he will act as a sort of guide/plot device to make things a bit easier for myself (havent worked out his lore tho or even a design for him hjbfkjsdb). Anyways im tired and its 1:35 am so thats all the lore you get for now, plus its the stuff ive thought about the most so- i dont really want to think any furtherb ahead yet lol. to many little things to work out...... i love creating but oml typing hurts after an hour or so-

Jam out!

... I don't even know what to say to this

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lizadale · 4 years

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I should be leaving for work rn but it’s hurt Dimentio hours again

told from Luigi’s POV because it’s probably not a canon part of the story. takes place after dream arc but before much of anything else happens

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You’re in the middle of making dinner when you receive the first text. Since you dislike being interrupted while cooking, you don’t bother checking your phone. You’re a little annoyed when whoever is demanding your attention decides to call instead, so you ignore that, too. You don’t remember turning your phone on silent; you give it a concerned look when it vibrates with enough frequency to nearly walk itself off the kitchen counter. It takes a good thirty seconds of this for you to realize that no one is actually calling you, someone is texting you with such alarming frequency that your phone just never stops vibrating.

You shove your macaroni bake in the oven, set the timer, and warily pick up the phone. You were dreading that someone had maybe added you to a group text, but all of the messages are from Mimi, in a private conversation. You tap in and scroll up to the first message.

6:17 i didn

6:17 i didnt undestand wt he ment

6:17 meant*

6:17 staying

6:17 that he stayed in the castle

6:17 he said ok

6:18 he said he was ok

6:18 [image sent]

You stare at this for a moment, trying to parse any meaning. It isn’t uncommon for Mimi to send you frantic texts when she’s excited about something, but this is—this isn’t excitement, it’s urgency. She has a history of typos, but these don’t make any sense by themselves, so you tap on the image file to see if it helps your understanding.

You feel your heart stop when you open the image. What you are looking at is a little blurry, like the camera was being jostled while the picture was taken, but it’s definitely the crater in the meeting hall of Castle Bleck. It looks exactly the same as when you last saw it, when you found Dimentio sprawled within it nearly dead, when you quickly removed your coat to throw it around him and carry him out of the dimension. The belongings are still there: Mimi’s dresses, O’Chunks’ blanket, one of Nastasia’s shirts, Bleck’s cape. All tossed aside haphazardly in your rush to disentangle him from them. You think you remember he had your bandana, too, but it fell off at some point after you started moving him. His mask is still there, eerily chipped away on one side, partially concealed where Bleck’s cloak is draped over it.

Mimi is texting you again. You tap out of the image hastily, relieved to not look at it anymore.

6:19 said he ws ok

6:19 not ok

6:20 theres blood n thesink

6:20 on the floor

6:20 ths

6:20 not

6:20 hes not ok

6:21 this isnt ok

6:21 i didnt understand

6:21 didnt undstand what he mnt

She’s getting less coherent, repeating herself like she can’t wait for the message to send, just keeps typing it to make sure it gets to you.

You feel cold. You feel the disorienting swirl of chilling dizziness that is the Chaos Heart snapping awake and stretching its mouth wide to take. Put the phone down, your conscience says, drop it. Step away. Breathe. Put the phone down. You can’t seem to do any of these things, as simple as they all are.

“Luigi,” says a voice behind you, and you fumble ridiculously with the phone for a moment—JUST DROP IT!!—when you realize Dimentio is in the doorway.

No doubt he’s drifted in because he felt the Heart stir; it’s the first time in weeks it’s been active. You half-turn toward him, the phone clutched tightly in both your hands (no, no, no, absolutely can’t let him see, can’t let him know Mimi found out, he’ll be so…he’ll feel so…). If he’s alarmed, he’s masking it very well with a grim sort of focus that he’s got trained solely on you and whatever the hell is making you freak out.

“I’m okay,” you tell him, and then you flinch because wow, that’s stupid. You’re very clearly not okay. He knows you’re not okay, you can tell by the minute way his mouth twitches in displeasure at you lying to his face.

‘he’s not okay’

You need to—

You double, triple-check that you set the timer, that the oven is on the right setting, that nothing needs immediately tended to. You need to get away from the smell of food, because it’s suddenly making you feel nauseous. “I’m gonna go—sit down for a few minutes,” you say, sliding your phone away into your pocket in what you hope is a discreet way. It obviously isn’t discreet, for the way his eyes flick across the movement of your hands briefly before settling suspiciously back on your face.

You walk out of the kitchen as calmly as possible, and it’s extremely difficult because he’s following you—well, no, not following you, what he’s doing is floating backwards in front of you as you walk, studying you intently. Technically, you’re following him.

“I’ll be okay,” you amend your earlier statement, hoping it might convince him to stop. Go away. Go away. I know you want to know what’s going on, but you’re going to get upset, too, and it’s going to make me worse. “I just need a rest.”

You make it to the edge of the dining room and your phone is buzzing again, nearly sending you through the roof with panic. Your chest gets tight. You don’t know what Mimi is doing, but it needs to stop. You need it to stop.

Dimentio pauses in front of you, and you’re so rattled and unfocused you almost walk smack into him. He presses one of his hands over your eyes and holds it there for a moment. Then he shifts it upwards, dragging his palm gently across your forehead until his fingers skim the fringe of your hair, and then down the side of your face until he’s cupping your cheek. You stay still while he does this, surprised. He doesn’t reach for you often, especially so softly. The Chaos Heart gives an unhappy bubble somewhere near the pit of your stomach and then slinks back into the tall grass.

You can breathe again. Dimentio lets his hand linger on your cheek until you finally work up the nerve to look at him. His face is making that neutral expression he defaults to when the situation doesn’t call for either ‘mildly inconvenienced scowl’ or ‘unnervingly manic grin.’ He nods toward your pocket.

“Bad news?” he asks.

You give him a helpless look. He looks you dead in the eye and reaches for your phone. You stop him by catching his wrist in your hand. He doesn’t attempt to throw you off, he just stares at you meaningfully until you realize he’s not going to take no for an answer, and if you don’t let him have it he’s just going to teleport it from your pocket into his hands anyway.

“It’s not—about me,” you say, because you’re really not sure how else to warn him. You’re not sure you can give him enough warning. You don’t know what he’s going to do.

A small part of you hopes that his technological ignorance will keep him from getting to the messages he won’t want to see. Maybe Mimi has let go of her shock and is now texting you about the weather, or a new dress she’s bought, or… No. Neither of these ideas are feasible. Mimi won’t have gotten over it, if her initial reaction to her discovery is any indication. And Dimentio—all he has to do is watch you do something once, and he can replicate it. He’s a frighteningly fast learner. It doesn’t matter how bad at machines he is, he was able to use your phone well enough to contact Mimi when he couldn’t wake you up.

He scrolls through the conversation, slow and deliberate. You unhappily witness the exact moment when he realizes what the messages are referring to, when his jaw tightens, when his shoulders hunch in an involuntary flinch.

“Why,” he says hollowly, “why is she there. Why would—why would she go in—”

You’ve never seen him so pale. He releases his magic and lands lightly on the floor, and then he walks a little unsteadily into the living room. You watch him go, holding your breath. You wonder if you should follow him. If you were having a crisis, you think you’d want company, but you and Dimentio tend to have very different methods of coping. He probably doesn’t want anyone near him right now.

You start moving back toward the kitchen. A second later, you hear the sound of him snapping his fingers and suddenly you’re tumbling over the back of the sofa to faceplant in a cushion. Oh. You guess you chose incorrectly.

He’s hunched against the back cushions, facing away from you with his legs tucked underneath him. He spends some time staring at the phone in his hands, and then he says in that same haunted voice, “How do I type.”

You swallow uneasily and reach over his shoulder to demonstrate how to get the keyboard up. You don’t look long enough to read any of it, but Mimi has sent at least ten more short, frantic messages since you last checked. He sends one message back, and there is a long pause. You don’t see what he sends, because you’re trying to respect his privacy—you still don’t know exactly what he wants from you, except that you’re apparently not allowed to leave—but you imagine Mimi might be confused if the message doesn’t sound like you.

Then around five messages come in quick succession, and Dimentio makes a noise of distress. He curls a little into himself, huddled over the phone. You wonder what you should be doing—trying to comfort him? Does he want that? You don’t know what’s going on. He seems shaken. You thought he would just be mad, but this is so much worse. You’re used to dealing with him when he’s manic, or angry, or defeated—but this is fear. It’s an emotion you’re very used to dealing with yourself, but you don’t know how to approach it for him. He doesn’t have a history of making the best decisions when he feels cornered.

The phone starts ringing. He stares at it.

“Re-Red to decline,” you tell him shakily.

He lets it ring a few more times.

“Red,” you say a little desperately. “You—you hit the red button.”

It rings one more time. Then he pulls his knees up to his chest, puts the phone to his ear, and hits ‘Accept.’

What are you doing? you think, dazed. What are you doing?

You start to shift off of the sofa again—you’re not the type to encroach on personal conversations, especially something like this, not when Dimentio is so visibly upset in a way you’ve never seen him—but he reaches backward without looking at you and gets a fistful of your shirt. You sit back down.

You can’t make out what Mimi is saying, and she’s wailing so hard into the receiver you wonder if he can understand her either. He must be able to. He’s mostly silent, but occasionally he answers “yes” or “no” very quietly. This goes on for about three minutes, and you don’t know what else to do besides sit with your fists clenched in your jeans and hold your breath.

“Mimi,” says Dimentio very faintly, “Get out of the castle.”

You can’t place his tone, because you’ve never heard it before, but you don’t like it. You don’t like the way his voice cracks around the edges. You don’t like not understanding.

He says a little more firmly, “No. I can hear the echo in the hallway. Leave. Now.”

You think…you think he’s not bothered by the castle itself, or the things that can be found in it. He sounds bothered only by the idea of her being in it.

“Please,” he says weakly. He’s not getting enough breath in him. His hand is still clenched so hard in your shirt his knuckles are white; you tug him by the arm to call his focus back from whatever is making him panic. You reach around him for the phone. He doesn’t look at you, he just lets you take it. “Tell—tell her. To leave. Please. I.”

You crowd yourself against his back, putting an arm around his shoulders and tilting him backward into your side so he isn’t hunched over and his lungs are opened up. He limply lets you move him, his head falling against your shoulder. He’s trembling.

“Mi?” you say into the phone. “C-can you—?”

“I’m—I’m leaving!” she cries, voice thick with tears. “’m—I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to—I didn’t want—”

“He’s okay,” you assure her.

“I’m out! I left! Is he—”

“Take a picture of where you are and send it to me.”

You disconnect the call, and a second later she sends you another file. It’s extremely blurry, more so than the first picture, but you can see the blue morning sky of Flopside and the front of Nolrem’s house in the background. You put the phone back in front of Dimentio so he can see it, and he exhales shakily. You start to bring it back to tap out a quick ‘thanks’ to Mimi, but he stops your hand and takes it from you again.

He messages her back and forth a couple more times. The last message she sends draws a dry sob out of him; he sets the phone away from you on the coffee table and then turns to burrow his face under your chin.

You stay like that for a while until the timer goes off, and you have to extract yourself for long enough to turn off the oven. You’re not hungry anymore, but you think he should eat, especially if he’s so…If he’s thinking about…

You’ve never thought much about it. When you found him in Castle Bleck, the only thing on your mind was ‘get him out of here, he barely has a pulse, he’s blue, his eyes are nearly frozen shut, oh god,’ and so you’ve never taken the time to consider the events that put him there. You’re not the type of person to focus on the past. You just needed him to not be dead, because despite all the awful things he’s done to you... No, it really doesn’t matter.

You don’t know what he went through in the time between failing his gamble for world takeover (is that even what he wanted?) and running out of strength to welcome death with open arms. You know he must have gone a very long time without food. You know that his body temperature had become dangerously low, to the point you were terrified you wouldn’t be able to raise it enough for him to survive. You know he was heavily concussed, and for the first three days you brought him home he slept and slept and occasionally he woke up shouting, and you had repeated conversations with him that you couldn’t even follow because he wasn’t all there, and he didn’t even remember any of them. But you don’t know how he got there, and you never asked, and he always sort of…shut off when the subject came up. The only tic you’ve seen from him is his tendency to rub his arms whenever the castle is mentioned, like he still feels cold.

Dimentio is over three millennia old. He has a lot of past, and you don’t know any of it. Of all this time, he’s spent only a tiny portion of it with Count Bleck’s crew (though he’s cryptically implied a few times now that possibly he’s known Bleck longer than that?), but it seems to have affected him more than you thought. It affected them all. They must have been together for much longer than you expect, or been through more than you can comprehend. If they hadn’t, you’re sure Nastasia wouldn’t have agreed to help Dimentio at all. Part of you wonders if anyone other than Dimentio had contacted her, if she would have helped you at all. You wonder if he knows the answer to that.

They did help. Despite the three of them still being leery of him, they didn’t push him away. Even though he betrayed them. He was more surprised to find that out than they were. He’s starting to realize it now, you think, if his reaction to Mimi being in Castle Bleck was to just…not want her to be there. Not for the sake of discovering anything he had been up to there or how you had found him, but because the thought of being in the castle is so viscerally upsetting for him that he doesn’t wish it on anyone he cares about.

You won’t force him to eat, you decide, but you’ll try to convince him. If he’s thinking about how it felt to starve alone in a dark, cold castle, you want to make sure he knows that you’re here with him, and you’ll feed him whenever he needs it, and you don’t mind keeping the thermostat at twenty-three degrees Celsius even though it’s quite frankly a little uncomfortable for you.

When you return to the living room, he’s on the phone again. He’s lying on his side on the sofa facing the back cushions and he’s clutching your phone to his ear and his eyes are wet. You lean over the sofa to snatch the phone away and put it to your ear instead.

“Enough,” you say, not caring to see who you’re even talking to, “it’s enough.”

“L?” O’Chunks booms in your ear. He sounds angry, but you’re running dangerously low on patience. “Give ‘im back th’—”

“I said, it’s enough!” you snap. You don’t understand why they keep harassing him over it. You can’t deal with this. You can’t have Dimentio fall apart on you now. He’s the only thing keeping you sane. If you’re both busy falling apart, who’s driving the stupid Chaos train?

“Not done yet,” growls O’Chunks. “I wannae know. I wannae know, if he’s so bloody fond o’ us, why he did it! Give ‘im th’ phone, lad!”

“Why’s it make a difference?” you shout, temper flaring. “What’s it gonna do for you? Leave him alone!”

“Let ‘im answer me! Wannae know! Why all this push an’ pull? Why he didn’ say anythin’ aboot bein’ in there the way he was? Why’s he keep turnin’ ‘is back on us if he don’—”

“Why are you on him about it now? Where were you when he was two feet in front of your face to ask things like that?”

“Didn’ know he cared!”

“I’m asking you why that makes a difference!” you bark. “Not all of us are human, but we all have humanity—why are you so hung up on figuring that out? How long have you known him?”

You faintly hear Nastasia in the background say, venomously, “Give me the phone.”

“I en’t had it all out, yet!” O’Chunks protests. “Lass—”

There’s some shuffling on the other end, and you think you hear Mimi there, too. She still sounds incredibly upset. Nastasia hisses, “Adam!” and O’Chunks growls deeply in frustration and storms away from the line.

“Luigi,” she says calmly. “Give Dimentio the phone, please.”

You get the impression that you’re in trouble. “No. He’s not well—” You stop, because Dimentio has dragged himself into an unsteady sit and is holding his hand out expectantly. You try to find some hidden signal in his eyes, but he just looks terribly haggard. “Why is this necessary?” you say instead, to them both.

“I’m not going to yell at him, ‘k? Let me talk to him.”

You sigh, frustrated, and deposit your cell in his waiting hand.

“I am here,” he says, like a man marching to the gallows, and you really wish you hadn’t given him the damn phone. This is a terrible idea. The morning went so well, too. Why the hell did Mimi have to go wandering into Castle Bleck and dig this up? What was she thinking, telling O’Chunks and Nastasia about it?

You watch Dimentio critically, waiting for any sign that you should take the phone back away. It’s hard to tell since you can’t hear what is being said—the conversation goes much the same way as with Mimi earlier, in which he mostly listens and supplies curt, strained affirmations or denials—so all you have to go on is his body language, which is not broadcasting anything positive. He starts curling in on himself again, but he also starts talking more.

“I did no such thing,” he says, slightly annoyed. “He—No, Nastasia, I did not. He did that to himself.” A beat. “Yes. That was me. I’ll own that.”

“Is that why you—Of course. What would you—” His face pinches. “What would you have had me do? Lie down and obediently perish?”

There’s a very telling pause.

“I could not—I could—” Dimentio hiccups, scrubbing at his face. You lean forward to take the phone; he smacks your hand away. “He was already gone! Do you expect me to—to apologize? For killing a dead man? Don’t lecture me, you don’t even know who he was!”

Oh. If they’re talking about the Count, you sincerely doubt Nastasia is holding up her promise of not yelling.

“Of course I am upset!” he hisses. “Should I not be? He was—he was all I had!”

You don’t know what Nastasia is saying, but it causes him to moan pitifully and press his forehead against his knees.

“He d—” he says, voice wobbling. “He deserved it! H-he…”

Nastasia is still talking—you can’t hear well enough to determine what she’s saying, only that her voice is stern and Dimentio continues to falter the longer it goes on.

You sit down beside him as he breaks apart. You don’t try to take the phone again; obviously, he feels like whatever is being said to him to cause him such distress is something he needs to hear, so you don’t interrupt. You just soothe your hand over his back while he trembles, folding in upon himself until his face is in the sofa cushions and he’s sobbing.

You like to take things apart and see how they work, but only if you can put them back together again or make something new with the parts. It’s the mechanic in you. You were never confident enough to try it with Dimentio. You can’t see all his parts at a given time because he refuses to show them. Either you can’t shut him down long enough to get him apart before he burns you, or you won’t understand what you’re looking at and you won’t be able to put him back together. You don’t necessarily want to change who he is, just how he sees the world. Your biggest fear right now is that you know so little that if he keeps barreling down the path he’s on and inevitably breaks, you won’t be able to fix him.

Maybe you don’t need to take him apart at all. Maybe you just need to let him destroy himself so you can help him build himself back up into whatever he wants to be.

He extends a hand to his side with the phone loosely in his palm. It takes you a moment to realize you’re meant to take it. You watch Dimentio visibly relax when you do, and he curls up on his side and rubs his hands over his face.

“H-hey,” you say into the speaker, unsure of how to start, unsure of what you just witnessed or what your reaction is even supposed to be.

“Hi,” says Nastasia, and it’s rare for her voice to sound so strained with emotion. “He’s still an unapologetic jackass.”

You’re not sure what to say to this, because of course he is. Did she honestly think that was going to change? It’s deeply ingrained in his DNA. “You said you weren’t gonna yell at him.”

“I never raised my voice,” she tells you.

Right. You’re doomed to play the fool here.

“Luigi,” she says sternly, “I assume we can trust you to take care of him.”

You can’t help the small snort of laughter, because the way she says it makes you feel like you’re being threatened into taking Dimentio’s hand in marriage.

“I, um. Offered to let him come back here. With us,” she clarifies. “But he wants you, not us, yeah?”

No wonder he fell apart. Still, you ask, “What was all that about?” Because you’re not sure you understand what just happened, or why there was a need for it to happen at all.

There’s a long pause. “The things we all went through—” she starts, then stops again. She blows out a breath. “I know you’re operating from the outside, but. We’re a lot more complicated than it seems. That’s all.”

Sometimes you wish you weren’t operating from the outside, or that “we” and “us” included you. You wish you had the story. But you know it isn’t right for you to insert yourself into their business. You got in, once, because you were predicted to be a necessary addition, but there’s no need for you to try and tunnel your way back in like you belong. It’s frustrating, but it’s not your place to interfere with whatever emotional trauma Team Bleck is working its way through. You’re just glad they’re working through it together now.

True to form, Nastasia simply hangs up on you when you take too long to respond. You set the phone aside on the coffee table and look at Dimentio, still curled up in a ball. Tentatively, you run your hand over his hair to rest warmly on the back of his neck, settling in when he doesn’t react to it negatively. You’re relieved to discover he’s not shaking anymore, and if he wants to hide a little longer, that’s alright with you.

“Are you okay?”

“No,” he says, muffled into the sofa.

“Have you ever been okay?”

He draws in an unsteady breath. “No.”

“I’ll get you there,” you promise.

#dimigi au #my writing #sometimes writing from Luigi's POV refreshes my palatte #it's weird

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— two against one

pairing: jimin x reader x seokjin

genre: fluff, shitty comedy bc that’s fun

warning: deadpan flirting, beach volleyball cliche (but it’s cute this time)

word count: 1380

A/N: this is from a super super old request that I can’t find anymore, so whoever asked this, if you see this, I’m sorry and also I’m sorry again for the shitty comedy mwah

You’re sure to have sand in your shorts.

“YOU CHEATER!” You shout just as the volleyball hits your side of the net. It makes an indent in the sand as if to mock you on your sore loss.

“It’s not cheating if it wasn’t in the rules.” Jimin’s expression screamed ‘don’t be salty, I won’ and you wanted to slap it right off his face.

“Park Jimin if you take one more step near me I won’t hesitate to kick your ass.”

“Hey, hey, I think embarrassing yourself once a day is enough.”

Like you said, you don’t hesitate to lunge at him, but unfortunately someone catches you before you could reach him. Warm hands hold you back and you can’t help but smile a little, “Didn’t I tell you guys to wait for me to come back?” Seokjin says warmly.

“It’s not my fault he was being an asshole,” you grumble.

A soft kiss is set on your cheek before Seokjin steps back to ruffle Jimin’s hair, but like the ego-filled child he is, Jimin challenges you both to another game.

“I bet I can take both of you and still win.”

You watch as Seokjin cracks his knuckles and the sound his bones make send a loud “you messed with the wrong man” sign in Jimin’s direction. Jimin’s lack luster smile completely fades as he realizes what he just got himself into.

“Ok so what do we get when we win?” You ask, stretching out your arms.

“The satisfaction of beating the master of beach volleyball.”

At that very moment the clouds had moved from their spot in front of the sun and suddenly it was excruciatingly hotter. You were more than ready to ditch them and throw yourself into the water, which still hadn’t warmed up yet.

“How about you do everyone’s laundry at home for a week AND you have to laugh at all our jokes-”

Jimin didn’t even give Seokjin a chance to make his daily dad joke before sighing loudly and flailing his arms, “You’re kidding me.”

“HE WASNT DONE,” you yell obnoxiously. You liked where this was going.

Seokjin grins, rolling up the sleeves of his blue t-shirt and crossing his arms infront of his chest, “And you have to sleep on the couch today.”

Jimin angrily stomps his way under the net, “WHAT WHY THAT ISNT FAIR!”

“Oh come on you’re always pushing Y/N and I off the edges of the mattress and onto the ground, it’s time you let us rest for once.”

A jaded smile pulls at your lips watching what little pride Jimin had left being pulled away with the waves of the ocean.

The familiar cute, kiss-ass expression appeared on his face, “I love you?…” Jimin’s eyes glance from yours to Seokjin’s in an attempt to pull some empathy out of you, but you’ve seen it much too many times to be affected, well most of the time anyways.

Jimin shuts his eyes as you kiss the tip of his nose and tap his cheek lightly, “I’m sorry Jimin, I’ll make sure to bring you a blanket so you won’t freeze to death,” And with that you prance back to your spot and watch Jimin trudge to his side of the court.

The dirtied white ball is finally picked up off the sand and about to leave your palm as you make the first serve when Seokjin decides that now was a perfect time for a beach joke; “WAIT!”

You stumble forward, careful not to let the ball drop because you knew Jimin would count it as a point for himself.

“WHAT?” Jimin yells.

“I think the perfect way to start this match is with a joke,” Seokjin dusts the sand off of his shoulders and shines an invisible apple on his shirt before continuing, “Why is the sand called ‘sand’?”

Although the both of you dreaded the moment Seokjin opened his mouth in that same hysteric expression it was still cute to always see him throwing those jokes around.

A collective, “Why?” came from the two of you, not even bothering to think of the actual answer, knowing it would ruin his mood.

“Because…it’s in between…” He giggles, “It’s in between the…” he covers his wide smile with his hand, “It’s in between the sea and the land.”

You walk over to him and pat his shoulder, “I wonder why you aren’t a comedian already babe.”

Jimin nods, “You’re a genius, truly.”

Seokjin gestures for Jimin to come to your side of the net. With a short giggle, Jimin skips over and into Seokjin’s other arm. You and Jimin had a very deadpan relationship. You would beat him at Mario Kart, he’d throw a pillow at you and moment later you’d end up in his lap kissing the life out of him. Seokjin was more of a mediator. That one time you and Jimin were moments away from throwing cups of iced coffee at each other, Seokjin walks in, his soft smile immediately calming the room and you’d both run to him and pepper him with kisses.

But sometimes those roles would switch.

You glance up at Seokjin, one of his arms slung around your shoulder, pulling you into his side, the other around Jimin pulling him to his chest. Somehow, Seokjin knows exactly what you’re thinking.

“Jimin,” you mumble.

He looks over at you, “Hm sunshine?”

A blush creeps up to your cheeks, “You serve first.” You hand him the ball.

He steps away from Seokjin’s embrace and reaches for the ball.

You pull it back to your chest, “But on one condition.”

Seokjin squeezes your shoulder before opening his mouth, “We switch sides.”

A chuckle comes out of Jimin, “That won’t stop me babes.”

“If you say so,” you hand him the volleyball and he dusts it off with his sleeveless shirt, making sure his nevermind tattoo was in full view. His eyes trail up from your hands to the look on your face and he just stares from in between the strands of his hair. It feels like all of your internal organs scramble and you can’t seem to make a single coherent thought until Seokjin clears his throat and both you and Jimin snap out of it.

“Ready?” Jimin whispers looking between you and Seokjin. Just as the two of you suspected, Jimin tries to spin the ball on his middle finger, turning his flirting up to a 13, as if he didn’t have you both melting in the palm of his hand already.

And then the ball stutters and falls to the ground, hitting Jimin’s toes and rolling to the end of the court. You count the seconds in your head when all you can hear is the crashing of the waves and the song of the far off ice-cream truck. All three of you watch the ball sit in the sand, then you and Seokjin look back at Jimin. It only takes you a count to 3 before Jimin’s head snaps up and looks Seokjin dead in the eyes.

“Our point,” Seokjin says with a smile. tilting his head and batting his eyelashes.

You don’t need to see Jimin try and grab you to know that you need to get a head start. You bolt off in the direction of the ice-cream truck and Jimin races after you.

“Get me vanilla,” Seokjin calls after you.

You raise your hand with a thumbs up.

A tug on your shirt sends you flying backwards, your shoulder colliding with Jimin’s chest, “I get two scoops,” he says, with no ghost of a smile on his face. All you can muster up is an, “Okay.”

He smiles and runs his hand down your arm to interlock your fingers, “Cute,” he whispers.

“You can be cute sometimes too.”

“Hmm sounds like the words of someone who’s madly in love with me.”

“Seokjin thinks so too.”

His nimble fingers dust grains of sand off your shoulder before placing a gentle kiss on your warm skin, “Two people madly in love with me. Crazy huh?”

“Asshole.” You scoff.

“I love you and Seokjin too, even when you team up against me.”

“You like it, it strokes your ego.” You look over at him.

That familiar kiss-ass smile returns to his face, “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

#bts #jimin #seokjin #jin #bts fluff #jimin fluff #jin fluff

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