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ricky-tiki-tah · 2 months
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FazMike’s scoop scars
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Usually he has his stomach bandaged up as it takes much longer to heal (a few years) than his face (a couple months)
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aftonkidkin · 1 month
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"If we looked like you, then we would have somewhere to go. The scooper only hurts for a moment"
(The Scooping Room/Michael's Death? Stimboard, Self-Indulgent?)
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gumdisease86 · 5 months
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wet cat Boi
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Dont worry it the scooper only hurts for a moment 👍🏻
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👉👈 scooped michael stim board maybe... lots of purple, fleshy tones(?), mechanical looking things ...
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Scooped Micheal Stimboard
For anon!
MOD NOTE - Tumblr decided to not download gifs anymore for a hot second while making this and there's probably a reason for that but I'm just gonna blame Lolbit. Anyway, enjoy your stimboard!
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chekerbored · 11 months
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ggolondrinaa · 5 months
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Scooped Mikey Afton art ??? more likely than you'd think. TW: gore & body horror & general gross creepy stuff
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love this gross dude lol
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i love her so much
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nyyxqueen · 9 months
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Just scrolling through AO3 and see this tag. How the hell is that supposed to work?? Like mans got gutted by a robot arm I don't think there's much recovering you can do after that
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aymethyst · 6 months
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I love how fnaf said lobotomy? Nah that aint enough scooup the bones out too
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badlydrawnfnaf-au · 6 months
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Mild blood warning
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And get rid of all this
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Stress
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followthevirus · 7 months
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🎵 you will never get me
I know you can hear my heartbeat
I just wanna be free
Even though you regret me
revenge is never easy
But my heart isn't empty
don't hold it against me...🎵
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ricky-tiki-tah · 2 months
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GFTTBP AU: The Scoop
(Content warning: pretty much the same as part one, Mike is dealing with the consequences of being scooped.)
(Part 1) Part 2
Mike opened his eyes, blinking hazily at the concrete ceiling before the pain slammed into him. "Wha-?"
That noise didn't come out the way he'd planned, and it only increased the pain he was feeling.
"Please, do not try to talk." Freddy whispered, voice faint and sounding suspiciously relieved.
“What happened?” Mike tried thinking to him, despite the fact that both knew their in-head communication only went one way.
Freddy seemed to understand anyway, humming slightly before answering. “We should be dead. There is no logical explanation for how we are still living. The blood loss alone would have been fatal, and that is not counting the loss of about half of our internal organs. Ennard, the amalgamation of animatronics tried to shove itself down our throat. I believe it tore the skin on our face a bit.”
If Mike did have blood, which apparently they didn’t according to Freddy, he’s sure he would have fainted at what his roomie had just told him.
As it was, he tried shifting a bit and felt the metallic stickiness that he now realized to be their blood. The move only brought more sharp bursts of agony and he groaned in pain.
“We need to get out of here.” Mike thought towards Freddy uselessly. It didn’t matter, he figured Freddy would agree with him.
“We need to patch us up.” Freddy noted while Mike tried to catch a breath after painstakingly heaving theirselves upright. “I believe there is a first aid kit in the employee restroom just down the hall.”
Mike wondered if his injuries starting to go numb was a good thing or not as he staggered through the scooping room’s door and down the short hallway to the employee restroom. He was definitely still in pain, but it felt distant, more like an old ache than the glass stabbing sensation it had been minutes before.
“In the cupboard under the sink.” Freddy directed, and Mike was very glad his bear had been paying attention to the half-assed tour they’d been given.
He didn’t make it to the cupboard, accidentally catching sight of his reflection in the mirror, he froze in horror.
“Michael?” Freddy asked, confused at the sudden stop before noticing what Mike was looking at. There was no way Mike would be able to stitch himself up. “I am going to call home. We need help.”
Mike made a noise of agreement at the back of their throat before practically collapsing to the floor to wait. He jolted in pain as his shoulder relocated. This was not going to be fun.
(>*~*<)
“Ev, the phone!” Jeremy called down the hall.
“Why don’t you answer it? It’s in the kitchen after all.” Evan grumbled, bed hair a mess as he walked in. He picked up the phone. “Fazgerald residence.”
“I’m making pancakes.” Jeremy replied, lifting the spatula to prove his point. He watched worriedly as Evan’s face went white. “Who is it?”
Evan’s eyes were wide as saucers. “It’s Freddy, there was an accident…” He turned back to the phone. “Yeah we’re coming, hang in there…see you in a minute.” He hung up the phone. “We need to go, now.”
Flipping the pancake off the stove and turning it off, Jeremy nodded. “Get the keys.”
(>*~*<)
The drive to Circus Baby’s Pizza World wasn’t long, but with no clue as to what happened and Evan nearly hyperventilating in the passenger seat, it felt like hours to Jeremy.
He barely rolled to a stop before Evan jumped out, snatching up the spare first aid kit as he went. Both raced inside, worried about what they would find in the employee restrooms.
The trail of blood that led to it certainly did not help any nerves either.
“Mike? Mikey you there? Freddy?” Evan called, stepping in first. Jeremy nearly ran into the taller man as he froze. “Holy shi- Mike!!”
Jeremy nearly hurled when he caught sight of them sitting in a pool of their own blood, massive hole in their middle. The tears in his face formed a grotesque smile.
He screamed when Mike opened their eyes.
Evan felt faint, crashing to his knees beside his brother. “You- you’re-“
Mike made a humming noise as if to say “yeah, I’m alive.” He also looked confused about that fact.
Jeremy went to the nearest stall and hurled.
“How?!” Evan whispered, pulling the first aid kit over and opening it. “We should get you to the hospital!”
Michael shook his head slightly, a panicked expression crossing his face.
“What are we supposed to do then?!” Jeremy managed, still looking pretty green but sitting down next to the brothers, grabbing Mike’s hand. He knew it was Michael and not Freddy, his eyes weren’t blue enough to be the bear.
Mike mimed sewing and Jeremy had to excuse himself to the toilet again.
“It’s going to hurt.” Evan said after contemplating the pros and cons for a minute. “We don’t have any anesthetic.”
Mike shrugged slightly then nodded to him, a ‘go ahead’.
“You aren’t actually-“ Jeremy’s eyes widened when he saw Evan pull out the suture kit he didn’t even know they had. “You are.”
Mike squeezed his hand weakly before closing his eyes tight.
“I’m gonna do your stomach first. Tell me if you need a break.” Evan waited for his brother to nod before he got started cutting off his ruined shirt. Right about now he’s very glad he learned how to sew to patch up his old Fredbear plush. He was concerned when Mike barely flinched as he got started on the stitches though.
Jeremy kept ahold of Mike’s hand while Evan worked, doing his best to keep his attention. He talked about anything and everything that came to mind, telling about how the milk delivery truck had been held up in traffic and about the newest drama in the coffee shop he worked at.
It took what felt like hours before Evan was able to finally bandage up Mike’s whole torso. Then he started on his face. That didn’t take nearly as long and soon enough Mike was leaning heavily on Jeremy, face and middle covered in bandages, everything else covered in blood. Evan and Jeremy weren’t carding much better in the blood department.
‘We look like the Joker.’ Mike thought, studying the neat stitches that held their face together.
Jeremy echoed his sentiment. “Looking kinda like a knockoff Joker there.” He muttered.
Evan rolled his eyes, leading the way back to the car. “You need sleep if you plan of healing. How you’re even alive is anyone’s guess, but I plan on keeping you that way!”
Mike reached up, ruffling his little brother’s hair. He hummed and Freddy knew he would be smiling if he could.
He didn’t know how, but they were going to be okay.
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bogslob · 3 months
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I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Grovers Pearl is inside Cerberus.
What if his digestive system crushes it? Is there suddenly going to be a three headed dog appearing on this Santa Monica pier?
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beanzbeanz001 · 3 months
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Bonuses
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Guy next to Vanessa is Cassie’s dad aka Bonnie bully btw 🫶
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puhpandas · 9 months
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screw cassie hating gregory after ruin what about post scooper ending where gregory comes and gets her and vanessa takes them to the hill where cassie is glad to have her best friend back and gregory missed the one person he didn’t want to leave behind and now has her back
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ofalltheginjoints · 2 years
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STEVE HARRINGTON
Stranger Things | 3.02 "The Mall Rats"
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