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yanderes-galore · 7 months

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May I request a yandere scarecrow concept?

Please and thank you!

You requested no specific version of Scarecrow so I kept it general. So this takes from no specific comic, series, movie, or game. Defaulted to romantic to make things easier. This feels a bit lame but I struggled to figure out where to take this without repeating myself.

This one certainly dips into more sadistic horror territory... perfect for Halloween, lol.

However, I did use this lore video.

General Yandere! Scarecrow Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Sadism, Manipulation, Violence/Canon-typical violence, Drugging, Forced affection under the influence mention, Kidnapping, Psychological torture, Forced relationship (?)

The most basic understanding of Jonathan Crane is he's a man that takes sadistic pleasure in the fear of others.

He uses his fear toxin to manipulate those who inhale it, making them see nightmares.

All hallucinations for the most part, but in mass quantities it can be deadly.

Since this is no specific version, I can't find a specific plot for this concept to take place.

However, maybe you were a patient of his at some point or some poor hero he decided to target.

Crane seems like he'd be very manipulative of you due to his toxin.

How he feels towards you, no matter how you meet, is he sees you as another victim.

Another person to manipulate and leech off of with his fear toxin.

Yet over time, as his obsession takes place, he starts to see the beauty of your fear.

What Crane usually does is drug others up on his toxin before torturing them for his own pleasure.

With you, it's different.

When it comes to you Crane just wants to observe you scramble about in complete hysteria.

The sight fills him with a new craving.

He likes that you seem so helpless and at his mercy.

It satiates yet another sadistic desire in him.

He may even interpret as you needing him to rely on.

After all, he's the only one who can make the drugs stop!

I feel the core behavior of a Yandere! Scarecrow would be him making you compliant with his fear toxin.

You have no idea where you are or what's real and the fear that's radiating off you is delicious to him.

Crane shows up as you own personal devil.

That or some sort of comfort in your nightmares, depending on how he feels.

The end goal is certainly to manipulate you into needing him for one reason or another.

Messing with your mind enough may just achieve that goal.

Really the only one that can save you from this situation is Batman himself.

Crane would get distracted by Batman due to him being the only one that scares him.

Which means Batman can scoop your disoriented body up and flush the toxin out of you once you're safe and out of Crane's reach.

Your first meeting would be through this way no doubt.

Crane decides to pick you to play around with, only to be interrupted by Batman ruining the fun.

Crane ends up developing a need to find you.

He finds your fear appealing, you look so cute in your fearful state.

To watch you scampering for help is joyful to him.

When he pretends to play your savior through your nightmares is funny to him as you stare at him with dazed eyes.

It's a shame Batman ruined such a new feeling.

Oh well... he'll find you again at some point.

Well... he does!

Many times, actually.

This is what develops his obsession.

This urge... this need to manipulate you into needing him drives him.

He wants to drag you into a never-ending pit of fear.

Yet he also wants to cage you in his arms and never let go, like a monster digging its claws into its prey.

Crane's obsession appears like it would be primarily sadistic in nature.

At least... that's how I see him based on what I've seen.

In a way he begins to care for you but overall finds you more appealing under his toxin.

The more he gets his hands on you, the more he finds sadistic pleasure in you pleading for him to help you.

He falls in love with the way you turn to him.

He can't help but reach out and hold you as you shiver, cry, and scream due to the toxin.

It's all a melody he loves, he almost wants to lean in and kiss you while you struggle.

He may just do it.

Crane is one who grows more attracted to you when you're afraid.

Call it a... kink of sorts I suppose.

The idea of restraining you comes to mind.

He alters doses of the toxin to make sure you don't hurt yourself.

If he wanted to hurt people, he can choose others.

When it comes to you he just likes to watch you scared.

In his eyes he plans to become close to you... close enough to be a lover in his eyes.

I say in his eyes as to you... he's your captor and torturer.

He hunts you down specifically.

To the point he's just chosen to lock you away to inhale toxins all day.

You're terrified in general... but even more of him.

While you suffer hallucinations and your mind betraying you, Crane sees you as a partner.

The man has a sick interest in you, occasionally kissing and holding you while you hallucinate.

Maybe there's times he relents and lowers your dosage... but for the most part, he's in it for the fear.

Maybe he'll even grow to love you without the toxin in your system.

For the most part, Crane's obsession involved indulging in his fear filled fantasies with you.

It's unknown if he's fallen for you... or your fear.

It's hard to see him as caring yet he cares about you to some degree.

For one reason or another... the Scarecrow has fallen for you...

Once he finds you... he doesn't plan on letting you breathe another breath of fresh air if it means he'll see your beautiful fear all of the time... for as long as he wishes.

#yandere dc #yandere dc comics #yandere dc villains #yandere jonathan crane #yandere scarecrow

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yellowbunnydreams · 6 months

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The Blood Runs Thicker (part 5) ~vampire!William Afton x F! Reader~

~So I've had a little think and a little looksie at how I want to maybe have this story play out and I have decided that whilst yes, William Afton in this is based off of Movie Afton, I'm going to mess around with some of the dynamics ect to produce what I feel will be a better story. Plus it's FNAF, when has the lore ever made sense?~

Tag-List; @ruh--roh-raggy @randymeeksisafinalgirl @sleepy---head @robin-the-enby @hungrhay @likoplays @slxsher-whxre @nicolezghostz

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Want more or something different? *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

CW:Minors DNI, (18+ ONLY), Female Reader, legal age gap (Reader- 20's, William - 50's), graphic acts of violence, biting, knife-play, blood, blood-drinking/licking, mention of dead children, anaemia. Graphic description of injuries. The suit stays ON

Afton hadn't attempted to bite you for a few days. Although he seemed to notice your presence less and less each day also in a strange way. He still cooked for you and would force food and drink down your throat if you weren't compliant, and he did keep rebandaging your wounds. But it was like he wasn't all too bothered that you had begun to walk around his home, even permitting you to sit out on his porch for an hour of sunlight each day. Although you had noticed he wore sunglasses when he went outside in bright weather and seemed snappy and irritable afterwards.

You weren't complaining too much though, his demeanour had be wildly varied since you met him and in ways he reminded you of a large house-cat. Aloof to your presence and only appearing when it was time for food. Though where in the house he went during the time that he disappeared, you weren't sure and you didn't want to know. You had managed to secret away a pen and some sheets of paper that you found in a drawer, and you had began to write down things that you noticed simply by observing him, not sure what you would do with the collated information, but you had a feeling that you would need it at some point.

The first was that William moved fast. Preternaturally so. It wasn't like you blinked and he was there, but he certainly moved with a fluidity and speed that was above human capability, his muscles seeming to barely move as he walked and his steps barely made noise as he moved throughout the house. You had tested it once or twice over the days, testing his name at various volumes to determine what he could hear as well. Resulting in a few growled threats about wasting his time due to not needing anything major and making him move from where he had been.

He seemed to be able to hear if you spoke at a regular level even if he was downstairs or where-ever he disappeared to, but struggled with anything quieter unless he was on the same floor. Conversely, overly loud noises bothered him, leading you to wonder how he had managed when you screamed whilst being attacked.

As you padded downstairs, you decided to peer into the fridge whilst he wasn't around. Opening the box on the top shelf and finding it empty, you frowned and put it back. You could almost feel the weight of the bags under your eyes from a sleepless night, and your whole body felt like it moved sluggishly.

You weren't sure what time you had woken up, but a warm wet sensation against your neck had been what jostled you from sleep. Starting in the bed before a large hand had clamped around your throat and jaw, forcing your head away and for you to lie still. Heart pounding wildly in your chest as you felt William lick up your neck, his knees either side of your hips and his beard scratching at your skin, hearing the low growl in his chest as he pinned you like that for a while. Never biting, but seeming to taste your skin, his tongue almost becoming rough after the same pattern was traced onto the thin skin over and over again.

William was out of blood, and you were sure that the previous night had been a barely contained act of hunger. Perhaps there was something human holding him back from biting you, although you severely doubted it as your hand wandered up to your throat where you had some bruises from his grip dotting your jaw and a red mark across your throat from your shoulder to just under your ear. Shuddering as you thought about how much rougher he would be the worse he got. You hoped he would either bite you or go out and get some more blood soon.

Hearing a clunk on the table behind you made you jump out of your thoughts, turning around and seeing William lugging the hauntingly familiar Spring Bonnie head onto the counter. Your body trembling as you took a step back instinctually, not wanting to be anywhere near the thing as you recalled how the white eyes had bored into yours even as you screamed for mercy. Your hand moving to your leg and touching the now somewhat healed stab wound on your leg.

The action did not go unnoticed by Afton, glancing up at you and running his fingers over his slightly longer scruff. Lips curling into a cold smile as he picked up the head and walked over to you slowly, deliberately. Your body shaking as you tried to move backwards and get out of range, heart pounding faster and feeling your eyes watering as you felt the marble biting into your back. Letting him catch you and suddenly enveloping your head in darkness as he placed the head on yours.

"Aww, is the little bunny scared by a rabbit?" He teased, laughing at the oversized thing almost weighing your head down. It smelt like old iron filings and something organic, rotting mixed with moth-balls. You were sure in the low light you could see remnants of your own blood against the teeth of the mask from where he had initially bitten into your shoulder.

But you realised that the sound inside it was muffled, probably how he put up with the screaming. And that his vision was limited, only a letter-slot sized space visible through the teeth, as the eyes were too clouded and painted over to see through viably. And if the smell was heavy to you, you were sure it was almost overwhelming to him, unless he was blind to the stink inside, which wouldn't have shocked you entirely. You blinked rapidly as he pulled it off, your eyes watering more and tears spilling down your cheeks as you struggled in the change of lighting. His face was close, smiling wickedly as he leaned in, grabbing the back of your head and making you yelp as his long tongue raked up your cheek and followed your tears.

"Such a cry-baby. Don't worry blood-bag, this isn't for you today. Although I can only imagine how good you'll taste all filled up with adrenaline and fear." His voice low and gravelly before he released your head, looking at the bruises across your jaw with a satisfied hum before he glanced at your neck. "You should have heard the noises you made last night before you woke up, absolutely shameful."

You knew that you couldn't have made any, that you woke up as soon as his tongue touched your skin, but you couldn't help your cheeks flushing and feeling embarrassed that he could be right and that you had made some noise or movement that only encouraged the vampire and his appetite.

"Who's it for then?" You asked, watching him place the head back on the table and then bring up the torso piece, turning it onto its back and reaching inside with what looked like a deformed alan-key. Turning it in slow careful cranks as you heard the faint 'click' of things settling inside the suit.

"The new security guard at Freddy's, since you know, the last one just disappeared very inconveniently." William chuckled darkly, his eyes flashing as he looked up at you, making you swallow down the panic and bile in your throat and leaving an acidic taste in it's wake. "You'll be coming with me however."

"What, why? In case you need a little pre-murder snack?" The words slipped out of your mouth before you thought about them. William blinked up at you and laughed, a full bodied laugh that would sound perhaps pleasant, perhaps more like a middle-aged dad laughing at his kid doing something funny if there wasn't a tint of bitterness to it.

"Are you offering bunny? I don't take kindly to people offering things they don't end up following through on."

Placing the key down, he stalked over to you again, making your heart race anew and fill your ears with your own heartbeat. His head tilted to one side as his lip curled up and showed off those fangs as his jaw moved slightly. Every fibre of your being hated seeing those fangs, how animalistic they looked, two long and two shorter ones behind. They looked more like they were designed for ripping flesh from bone than they fit into a human mouth.

If you could call William Afton human anymore.

"W-Wouldn't want to ruin your appetite before hand!" You squeaked out as he reached arms length away from you, your hands raising up like they would be able to defend you should he come closer. The darkness remained in his expression, but he huffed and walked back around the counter, picking up the weird key item and going back to cranking whatever device was inside the suit to his satisfaction.

"I'll save you for dessert then."

Being back at Freddy's was surreal, and you felt somewhat disappointed in a macabre way that there was no pool of blood from where you had bled out, or even the furniture you were sure must have moved in all the fuss. Even passing by the security office, there seemed to be a new door on the hinges. It was like you had never been there, and what had happened to you never did.

William led you to a back room, which you realised is where he must have been hiding when you arrived for your own shift. Looking away as he checked the time and began to pull on the yellow rabbit suit with a practised methodology, making you feel sick as you wondered how many times he had put that thing on. How many lives he must have taken in it.

But you wondered why he was so attached to it.

In the room you noticed plenty of dusty boxes and old animatronic parts, before a flash of yellow in the far back corner caught your eye. Going over to investigate as William checked the sharpness of his blade under the low light, his glasses off and tucked into the bag he had brought with him to keep them safe. It was clear to you that he didn't really need them, he simply preferred to wear them, perhaps mimicking what he looked like before he ended up the way he was.

Creeping closer to the yellow, you could only see a little bit underneath a dust sheet. Carefully picking it up, you swallowed back a scream as you found a pair of empty sockets staring back at you. Realising after a few seconds that it was an animatronic bear, sat down in the corner and slumped, loose like it didn't have a skeleton to support it. The mouth slack jawed and you could vaugely see a patch along the jaw where the fur lining it was thinner and discoloured. Like somebody had scrubbed at it repeatedly and worn down the material. Looking back at William, you could see that the suit was a similar design to the bear on the floor. Making you wonder if this was a variant he hadn't used, or perhaps didn't favour, as it didn't have the wear marks that his did. Simply it looked abandoned.

And you couldn't shake the feeling that you were being watched as you covered it back up.

Turning around, William had opened a laptop onto the table inside the room, face intense as he looked at the screen, the light casting long shadows on his features and making his look gaunt. Hollow cheeked and sunken eyed. You could faintly make out that he was running his tongue against his teeth beneath his lip, hearing him sucking against them occasionally as you approached him.

He was watching security cameras, different to the ones you recognised from your time in the office. That's how he'd known where you were, what exits you would try. He knew this place like the back of his hand. The sinking in your stomach made you feel unsteady on your feet and you sat against the edge of the table, swallowing dryly as you tried not to think about him watching you. Not about the still slightly tender spot against your neck. Not about how many he'd lured here before you.

His hand against your thigh made your thoughts snap back to the present.

"You look sick. Don't tell me I've put all this work into you, just for you to get sick on me." He growled, barely taking his eyes off of the screen, perking up slightly as he watched the hunched figure with their hood up unlocking the front doors and entering the building.

"No sir, I just...I'm nervous being back here." Your voice soft as you felt him taking your hand and his lips brush against the still healing fang marks on your wrist, making you shudder as his warm breath followed.

"Oh bunny.... You don't need to worry about that... I'm going to enjoy tasting you as I stand over this guy's corpse, and hearing those little sounds you try so hard to hide when you feel my teeth in your skin." His tone was sickly sweet, honey like and thick where it made your head feel foggy. Your throat felt clogged at his words, like you didn't even want to breathe.

"Won't putting their blood in me make me sick? I-I mean, if you bite me straight after them?"

"Hm....Never thought about that, I suppose nobody's actually lived when I do it. Better hope you're a matching blood type, bunny."

He let go of your hand and left it feeling weirdly cold. Shivering as you realised your whole body felt like it was slowly being submerged in ice. Grabbing the sweater that he had given you to wear and pulling it on despite the oversized nature of it, tucking your legs into the stomach as you hoped you could maybe get warmer that way, considering that you were still barefoot and in shorts.

Suddenly Afton stood up, glancing at the cameras and grabbing the rabbit head, looking at you with a wicked smile.

"Stay here little bunny, hide away in your burrow until I come back for you." Licking over his teeth again before he placed the head on. Pausing as he clearly adjusted to the change in perspective, grabbing the knife from the table and opening the door slowly. Silently. Slipping into the hallway like a shadow despite the bulk of the suit and the man's raw size.

The room seemed to continue to drop in temperature, making you shiver more as you took a seat in the chair William had been in. Looking over the cameras and seeing the new security guard leaning back in the office chair. Arms crossed across their chest from what you could make out in the static filled monochrome.

But what caught your eyes were the animatronics on stage. Chica was looking at you, just like they had that first night in a way that made an icy finger slide down your spine. Catching a glimpse of William moving in the shadows around the stage, watching as the animatronics moved their heads in his direction briefly before they began to move around.

Again however, they kept glancing at the cameras you were viewing them in, and something settled in the pit of your stomach. It was an uneasy feeling, and you found yourself chewing your lip as you wondered what was happening. Apart from a vampire in a bunny suit running around and murdering anybody who came in.

"How long do you think it will last?"

You spun around, heart pounding as you swore you heard a voice in your ear. Quiet, barely above a whisper, sounding more like rustling wind than human, but something made your stomach turn again as you turned your attention back to the cameras. The hairs standing up on the back of your neck as you noticed Freddy and Bonnie staring into the camera. Bonnie's head tilted to one side, as if regarding you curiously.

"Why did she get to live?"

You stood up quickly, half expecting to see somebody stood behind you. Heartbeat filling your ears as you tried to place where the sound could be coming from. Swallowing softly as you moved to the door, making sure it was shut tight, in case it was the wind moving through the door and making your mind go wild. You were already anxious being there, scared even. The plummeting temperature and darkness making it all the worse.

"Hello?" You whispered, shoulders tense before you relaxed, not hearing anything in reply. Laughing quietly at yourself for becoming wound up, moving to go back to the chair when the sensation of somebody brushing past your back made you freeze and the sound of fabric rubbing against itself as it moved.

Looking around, you felt all the colour drain from your face as the blank eye-sockets of the bear animatronic stared at you from behind the shelf. The maw open as if in a mockery of a laugh, you felt as if it was staring at you, backing yourself into the wall and refusing to take your eyes off of it.

It had been in the corner, tucked away and clearly undisturbed judging by the dust on the cover. And the distance it had moved was not possible for being disturbed, not with it's head peering around the corner and looking at you like it was sizing you up.

"She doesn't have a choice." A slightly different voice whispered. You could hear almost a murmur behind it, like the other tiny voices where whispering with it.

"C-Come on out! Don't do this to me, please. Please I won't tell anybody!" You begged, feeling hot tears prickling at your eyes and threatening to spill down your freezing cheeks, body shaking as you kept looking at the bear. Flinching as you heard a muffled but loud 'bang' from within the restaurant, your head turning towards it and the cameras instinctually before you looked back at the bear.

Your breath caught in your throat and strangled a scream as the bear laid across the floor. Arms outstretched like it was trying to drag itself towards you, the top half of the head slightly off-set from the jaw and giving it that same open mouthed snarl.

You could now see a little purple top-hat ontop of the yellow bear's head. But you felt yourself sinking to your knees as the commotion outside continued and you felt like you were trapped in a perverse game of 'What's-the-time-mr-wolf' with an empty thing. Slowly making it's way closer to you every time you looked away from it. The tears spilt down your cheeks, and you let out quiet sobs, straining to not choke on your tears as it felt like your throat gummed up and made it impossible to breathe.

"Don't cry pretty lady."

"We didn't mean to make you cry."

"Who are you?!" You called out, sobbing harder. The voices sounded a little clearer, the space around you almost sub-zero feeling to your skin as you looked at the goosebumps forming along every inch of you.

"He did the same to us you know."

"William did?" You asked, feeling the air around you moving subtly, a tiny influx of cold and warmth that made you feel sickly. Placing your head in your hands for a moment before remembering the bear. Almost screaming as it was closer still, snatching your legs back as it laid at your feet, the articulate hand an inch away from touching you.

"We didn't know his name back then."

"Yellow rabbit."

"Be good, you'll get your dog back."

"Follow me."

"We can help you see miss."

"See what?" You asked, sobbing more as the noise outside continued. Wondering what was taking William so long to finish it and come back, even if he scared you, it was better than whatever was tormenting you in that confined space.

"Put on the head." The tiny voices spoke as if in union. Your hands reached out shakily after a pause. Feeling the cold air move from you as if it was a living thing as you did so. Body shaking as you stared into the empty sockets, taking a few deep breaths before you slotted the empty head over your own.

The lack of eyes inside it made it a lot easier to see out of. But it was like your vision went fuzzy. Blurred as the lifeless body of the suit laid before you like a sacrifice.

Then you spotted them,

Five tiny faces peering out from around the shelves, some with their hands gripping the edges as they looked back and forth between themselves and you. It was blurred though, vague shapes that you could barely make out apart from the fuzzy scarlet against each of them. Pouring down their fronts from places you couldn't see.

"She sees us."

"She's not like him."

"Maybe she can help?"

"Who are you?" You asked again, receiving a pause before one of the five stepped out from behind the shelf. Seeming to give a shy wave. Your hand automatically waved back, feeling stupid that you were probably waving to a hallucination.

"Can you please help my brother?" The small childish figure asked, you could make out what might have been a black and white striped t-shirt. You shrugged your shoulders, body still shaking as you tried to process it all.

"Who's your brother?"

"He's out there. He'll kill him if you don't help." The whispering sounded desperate, pleading with you. Like it was hoping you would agree. A sinking dread settled into your stomach as you realised that the apparition in front of you was talking about William killing the security guard.

"I'll get killed, I-I'm sorry but I'm not like William. I can't do what he does!" Your voice wavered, feeling a wave of sadness coming over you as you realised you were powerless again. You really were just a bunny hiding in it's burrow for the worst to pass.

"You just have to say his name." The figure came further towards you, and you felt fabric against your feet. The suit had moved a little further forwards as the thing approached, and you realised with a sob that it was a ghost. Moving what it could to reach out. Trying to contact somebody, anybody for help.

You couldn't help it as you nodded your head, and the mask toppled off, leaving you back in the dark with no sign of the child in front of you.

Your feet moved automatically, pausing as you encountered Bonnie stood in the hallway. The animatronic turning towards you with the soft whir of hydraulics and servos inside, hearing the faint 'click' as it blinked and the ears moved from side to side. One arm sticking out and seemingly sweeping wide to allow you to pass.

He made no move to attack you as you drew closer to the sound of fighting. The sound of William's modulated, gravelly voice snarling through the tiny speaker in the suit making the hair stand up on the back of your neck. But you kept pressing forwards. There was a name on the edge of your tongue, and you felt as if the eyes of the animatronics were something more as they watched from the side-lines. There was a sense of malice in the dining area. It was almost thick enough to cut it with a knife.

William clearly had the upper hand, furniture strewn everywhere and some of it broken in the scrap. You could make out dark splatters across once white tablecloths that you didn't want to look too closely at. A wet, meaty sound hitting your ears as you watched William sitting back on his heels for a moment. The front of the suit covered in darkness as you watched a hand come up from the floor, shocking you as it pummelled him straight on the chin. Making you flinch as the security guard and William began to brawl again.

It seemed like neither was coming undone without a fight.

You felt the coldness slipping at your side again, spurring you to spill the secret on your lips. Something that hadn't been uttered in a long time you felt. Sucking in deep breaths, it felt as if your hand was being squeezed between blocks of ice. Strangely comforting, despite looking down at the empty air before your attention was brought back to the fight before you. Hearing William swearing through the modulator.

"AFTON."

Your voice rang out, shaking, desperate and scared as William's fist connected with the security guard's face one more time before he turned his attention to you. Seemingly glancing down at the once-a-person mess underneath him before he stood up slowly. Taking the head off of his and revealing his sharp features.

He was sweating beneath the suit, something you weren't even sure he could do. His nose streamed with blood and when he approached, you noticed his lip as split too, the start of a swollen black eye forming that you wondered how the hell he'd managed to get through the suit before you saw the faint nail marks along his brown bone. The security guard must have reached in when he realised it was a person and inflicted some damage.

"Bunny, I thought I fucking told you to...to stay in there." He had to pause and take a shaking breath. You suddenly weren't sure that all the blood you could see glistening in the low light was the guard's. Taking a step back as he kept his limping pace towards you. "There's not a lot left in him, so I'm glad you got he....here. I'll still get to eat well tonight." He chuckled darkly, licking over his bloodied teeth, noticing that one of his fangs were gone. Knocked out by the torn gum you got a quick look at.

"M-Michael." You whimpered, William cocked his head to one side as he looked at you. Grinning as gooey strands of blood poured from his mouth and stained his greying beard red.

"What was that bunny? I didn't hear you."

A groan came from behind him, making William pause as you watched the shaking, bloody hand raise from between the turned over tables. Gripping tightly onto it as the security guard lumped himself onto the table, half slung over it. Hair matted against his scalp and face with blood, you almost vomited as you recognised that it wasn't the lighting making half of his face look slightly deformed and strange, but rather that it had seemingly been partly caved in. The whole body shaking as it spluttered, coughing up what looked like more blood that splattered across the ground. A flash of mangled teeth in the light as something akin to a gurgling chuckle came from it's crushed throat.

"I knew you may not recognize me at first but I assure you, it's still me.."

"Michael." You breathed, feeling your heart pounding as the almost corpse gave what you supposed was a smile, William turning on his heel and snarling, spittle dripping from his lip.

"Michael."

"Hello dad. Can't say I missed you."

#steve raglan #william afton #springtrap #steve raglan x reader #william afton x reader #william afton x you #fnaf movie #springtrap x reader #william afton smut #fnaf x reader #vampire william afton

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notimetoparty · 27 days

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Hol’ up, i’m cooking up a theory on something, but i need you to verify something really important first.

Where is poob when the grubs grow? Like is he there with pest raising them? Or does something happen to him? Cause since you revealed how the grubs look like grown up and a bit more lore from where they are grown up, and so far pest has been mentioned as their parent and all, but where is poob? Like we haven’t heard much about him since you revealed the grubs as grownups. Even a tiny hint would be great about where he is! Cause i really want to finish this theory, and poob plays an important role in it.

-that’s all ,adios.

oh poob is abaolutely around. if they aren't there for those babies they are dead. trust me. poob just didn't know they existed at all until like 2-3 weeks or so into them having hatched -flint

#answers

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jiafeick-merriproduct · 7 months

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SIMON HCS!!!!

- when someone dropped some of the lotf play lore about simon's name being "Cambourne" i saw a few ppl have an irrational hatred of it lmfaooo and i told my friends about his last name and somehow they were like "NO SIMON OF MINE WILL HAVE THE LAST NAME 'CAMBOURNE'" 💀 so i did a lil bit of research and gave him the last name "Celeste" instead because apparently it comes from the word "heavenly" in Latin and it just sounds cooler. if you hate the surname "Cambourne" for Simon dude actually ayo hol up lemme know in the comments down below and give your take on why you hate it, im always down to read other ppl's opinions and hot takes frrr

- Simon is actually REALLY good at singing but he's just rlly quiet so he gets drowned out by the other members of the choir 😭

- He was always considered an outcast at school, and some ppl talked smack about him (including Ralph)

- Has anemia from iron deficiency, which causes him to faint

- His hallucinations went undiagnosed because his parents didnt have enough money to see a doctor

- His favorite animal is (and always will be) a lizard :3

- someone already said this already so shoutout to them but Jack chose Simon to be a part of his choir because he found him singing alone during recess in one of those places in schools with just trees and grass and Jack was like "nah bro you're coming with me COME HERE" and he straight up dragged him over to where his choir was. Simon was just confused the whole time but Jack was like "guys, this is Simon. He's one of Da BOYZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ" and everyone started cheering

- Simon had pretty mid grades (ranging from low C's to low B's) but that doesn't stop him from being a sweetheart to literally everyone 😭✨✨✨

- Roger was basically the older brother figure Simon had always wanted. They hang out sometimes just to practice for choir performances and to just chill.

- As for stuff Simon would hyperfixate on, HE'D DEFINITELY RECITE FNAF LORE AND LISTEN TO KIKUO SONGS ON REPEAT RAAAAAAAAHHHHH 🗣🗣🗣🗣💥💥💥💥📢📢📢📢🔥🔥🔥🔥🔊🔊🔊🔊

- He falls asleep in class most of the time but cmon man let the boi rest 😭✨✨✨

- He thought of taking Jack's place as chapter chorister and head boy at one point but since he was too shy and he was too quiet he was like "nah" (to be fair i also hc that Jack has kept his position for a few years no matter how hard ppl tried to take his place soooooo)

#lord of the flies #lotf #lotf simon #simon lotf

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Do you have a future au? Where MC is gone and they’ve all graduated from RAD?

My darling girlfriend once again asking questions she already knows.

You know you can phrase this as "Tell them about your future au" you don't have to act aloof

But I will elaborate on the question "What happens when MC dies/isn't there anymore?"

This is also a lot to unpack for one ask so I'll only be skimming the surface of the lore for this au bc I doubt anyone cares (though I may mention characters like Ari, Dev, or Metzi in my stories)

Lucifer

Anyone who's on my page would know I'm an avid Dialuci shipper. In my Future AU, Diavolo and Lucifer are married and ruling as the Kings of Devildom.

Life doesn't change all that much for them. They're still always working. They don't go to the HoL family gatherings (hosted by the twins and Beel's wife Dahlia) unless they aren't swamped with work.

Mammon

Mammon is one of the brothers that keeps in contact with NB! MC who's become a demon by now (M!MC according to my universe becomes an angel with Simeon after the two fall in love and F!MC becomes a reaper with Thirteen after the two fall in love)

Mammon gets a wife named Aezorin Idreius, Zori for short. Mammon and Zori run a series of casinos called Lucky Coin.

Zori is a wrath demon. She's an axolotl demon. She's Scottish and much taller than Mammon. Zori is an intersex woman who's a siren. Zori is also the feared captain of the Black Mantis, a pirate ship.

Leviathan

One of the brothers that doesn't get married. He gets a (partner? Best friend?) roommate named Adramalech Dreik-Mukhin, Adra for short.

They're a friend Levi met in school. Adra is a coder for a company that makes video games and Levi is a game tester. Adra and Levi live together.

Adra is a transmasc envy demon. They're a dragon-fly demon. They're very anxious always and generally keep to themselves at the HoL family gatherings, which Levi and Adra regularly attend.

Satan

Satan lives at the castle as one of two Royal Archivists. The Archives are books and magical typewriters charmed to write the history of the entirety of Devildom. An Archivist's job is to sort these books and read the history.

Satan's girlfriend is named Metztli Rex, Diavolo's adopted younger sister. Satan and Metzi met when Diavolo hired Satan to be an Archivist.

Metzi is a greed demon with cotton candy pink hair. She's much smaller than anyone else and is often hovering slightly above the ground. She's an albino bat demon. She's also extremely traumatized (which I will not go into unless someone asked. Check out my AO3 for more info)

Asmodeus

Asmo lives as a fashion designer and p'rn star. He has three partners (bc Asmo is polyamorous bc of course he is)

Solomon is the first and most obvious. He's still the greatest sorcerer and still normal him. Ariadne Kamini is a fashion designer Asmo met at a modeling job. She's a succubus. Devereaux Eros is a str'pper with the nickname of Rose Quartz. He's an incubus. Asmo and him met at a str'pclub.

Asmo and his partners always go to the meetings at the HoL

Beelzebub and Belphegor

They get the same section because I headcanon Belphie as being on the Aroace spectrum.

Beel is married to Dahlia Toth, a gluttony demon who is a cook. Dahlia and Beel own a string of restaurants called Infernal Delights. Belphie lives with them at the HoL bc Beel is never without his twin.

Dahlia is a trans woman. Dahlia was a human before she became a demon (called a Sinner Soul by most demons) and she murdered her husband and then became a demon.

If anyone wants any more information, I do have more. Feel free to check out my ao3 book about this because it has more information. But I will give it later as I've posted two really long things today.

If you have any more headcanon requests or fic ideas, feel free to drop them in my inbox. Remember to eat and drink water!

#obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me headcanons #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me dialuci #dialuci #obey me asmodeus #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me leviathan

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I would love to hear a little more about Poprocks - anything tbh! What the research process was like, what kind of artist Chrissy Doll is, etc. anything. I just love that fic a lot!

Poprocks is definitely just a symptom of me falling into the Swiftie pipeline. Most of the research done was just post-rabbit hol Taylor Swift lore I've gone down, though I want it to be adapted to Chrissy, who I think personality wise is very different from Taylor. The Christian rings harder in her background in not a nice way, and there's a bit of Britney Spears parental manipulation thrown in. (Replace the Scooter Braun with her mom and dad and that's the backstory.) She was famous in the country/christian rock. And broke out pretty controversially after high school. As for her music... heres a playlist! More or less in order of *spoilers* the fics timeline. While I think her lyrics, storytelling and community are very Swift, I think her voice is closer to Poppy's/Sabrina Carpenter. Light and breathy. While her topics are more Olivia Rodrigo/Melanie Martinez. Lolita/coquette, about school and insecurity, parents, growing up, dreaming of romance. The hottest topic about her to genpop is that she doesnt date AT ALL since Jason (who dated her as she got famous and tapped out when she hit viral stardom for reasons.) ANd the purity/virginity interview questions are out of control (a la Britney Spears). So she doesn't have a lot of breakup/heartbreak songs. For Eddie, I grew up goth/metal/alternative rock so I know way more about that even tho its not my aesthetic at all. But! This fic is so joyful to cook, plan, write, talk about it! I'm so excited for it and hope to update this week!

#hellcheer #poprocks #fanfiction

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in defense of carter hall (hawkman) part 1

important post i'm making on carter hall because i didn't expect to like this insanely problematic mentally insane man as much as i do now. but after digging through interviews with geoff johns, i have a good picture on what he was achieving with carter.

let's start off with the circumstances surrounding carter's death. in the 90s, there was an event called zero hour. katar hol had merged with carter hall, shiera hall, and a hawk god. here is the death of shiera & carter's commentary:

katar ends up dying at the end of hawkman (1993) as he becomes mentally unstable due to the merge and he's forced into limbo. this leads into jsa (1999) where carter is revived.

now before i continue, here's geoff johns saying he intended for carter to come off as 'bipolar', while the meaning itself is questionable when used here, i think anyone with a brain could easily tell that carter was clearly supposed to come off as not being mentally well at all. even in hawkman (2002), kendra begs for carter to go back to 'normal' to which carter tells her 'this is normal'.

here's another panel that was written by geoff johns, where he compares himself to jean loring. if you know who jean loring is & what her mental conditions were (to the point where she got locked up in arkham asylum in a very bad storyline), you would understand why this is significant for carter. he's admitting that he too is not mentally well.

carter is revived and it's canon that he feels shiera's soul (obviously referring to kendra since she is a reincarnation of her).

it's this panel that particularly makes a lot of people angry. and why? because it's realistic. carter has just been revived from the dead after witnessing his wife, shiera, die in front of his eyes. kendra just found out about her being apart of the reincarnation cycle & her suicide attempt. kendra is YOUNG. it's even retconned now that she's actually been apart of the reincarnation since birth in the current hawkgirl run. meaning she won't be the same age as carter regardless BECAUSE shiera died and she's the one who's usually the same age as carter. she's not going to accept this, and he's clearly going delusional, which lets be serious.... you're lying if you're telling me you wouldn't do the same in his exact situation.

honestly, it's just really a bizarre panel to be mad at because at that point, you just want your comics to be fluffy watered down domestic fanfics with no real or interesting emotions. this takes place immediately after he's revived, so he clearly won't be well in this stage at all. it gets taken so out of context because people lack basic media literacy & look for the most problematic thing while ignoring the problematic moments their favs have too. and it's also one of my biggest cons with hawkman 2018 because while i love it lore wise.... he doesn't really have much personality.

anyways, here's kendra admitting that she does find carter attractive but she needs space. now again... the context is that kendra found out the true circumstances regarding her reincarnation of shiera. JUST found out. of course she'd want space which again, gets brushed over a lot. kendra doesn't know who she is. what she's feeling is normal. also carter's way older than her like lmao (now if i were to bring up problematic age gaps in comics, we'd be here all day so don't bother)

another thing to say is that the 'stalker' thing only happened in ONE issue. ONE comic issue. it wasn't an arc and wildcat was even encouraging him to 'chase' kendra. the only specific parts that were an 'arc' were carter seeing kendra kissing sandy and the aftermath of that which again... jealousy is a totally realistic emotion. but it's been taken so out of context due to the dcau making it way worse & completely erasing the actual context that you'd think him being a stalker would be the entire crux of his character or something. in this exact issue, carter says that what he's doing is WRONG and he needs to accept her for who she is.

#carter hall #hawkman #kendra saunders #hawkgirl #shiera hall #shiera sanders #dcu #dcau #justice league unlimited #anti dcau #shayera hol #dc #dc comics

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tearsofalonelyprince · 2 years

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Leviathan is actually OP: Expansion Pack

Alright here’s all of the reasons why Leviathan is OP as FUCK. [ This is the quick version. ]

Now before we begin! These are just part of my personal Levi headcanons and in no way am I caught up to the lore. I just re-read the fanwiki to fact check.

Also spoiler warning for Levi Lore!

Alright now let’s get into this Gamers!

First things first, what is a Leviathan in the first place? It’s a big ass sea monster (A Sea Serpent if you wanna get specific) that’s on a level similar or, dare I say, better than Angels. They are neither Angel nor Demon but something entirely in their own lane. Depending on what lore you read it is either the Embodiment of Chaos itself or just straight up some weird, scary, powerful thing God threw in the ocean. Honestly I like the juxtaposition of this snake. It furthers the Levi OP Theory I have.

Now, as we all know our own Levi is a water snake as well. He obviously isn’t always a big, monstrous snake, but from his demon form alone it’s likely he’s able to transform into one if we are going off the logic that Demons can appear as whatever they want to be seen as. BUT THAT IS NOT WHAT MAKES HIM OP! What truly got me thinking about the fact that Leviathans aren’t seen in heaven. So just how did he become a General of the Celestial Army as an Angel? Personally, my head cannon is that Mammon found him while running away from Michael one day but that’s besides the point. Also, Generals are pretty high in ranking so this also begs the question of just what type of angel was he? Whatever he was, he had to be pretty strong in the Celestial Realm to be that high in their Army, right?

This brings me to his rank among the brothers. Leviathan is the Third strongest Demon Lord and is the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy. That’s a pretty high fucking ranking out of every single demon in the Devildom. Yet despite this high ranking Leviathan is often seen as “weak” and “out of shape” to the point that he can’t jump rope or run one lap around the HoL. Most often attribute this to him being a chronic gamer and rarely ever leaving his room. I, however, call bullshit.

There is no way he’s the Grand Admiral of the Navy and he’s out of shape! It just doesn’t make sense!!!

The fact that he still has that title not only implies that he’s still very much in that position, but Hell’s Navy is still functioning. Now I don’t know shit about how the navy works or anything like that but I do know that’s not a position you can still have by sitting on your ass all day. The fact that he’s “out of shape” also contradicts directly with the fact that he uploads dance videos on Deviltube to support his idols. As someone who has tried to do idol dances, there is no fucking way he’s doing that if he can’t even jump rope. I’m being serious. Knowing that Levi likes anime character types like Ruri-chan and a group called “Starlet Hearts” leads me to believe he’s probably doing “cutesy” idol dances which are often high-energy and have a bunch of jumping.

If you’re curious on just much jumping, energy, and coordination goes into these types dances then I implore you to watch [ This classic cover ] and think about how this is the style of dances that Levi is most likely uploading on to Deviltube. And seeing how one of his videos goes viral, he’s probably very good at it too.

Now think about how he “can’t jump rope and run around the HoL”. It’s not possible that both are correct.

If you’re still not convinced that Levi is OP as fuck then I offer you this nugget of information. Leviathan says if he was in water then he and Mammon would be on the same level pretty much. Mammon, who is the fastest demon in the entire Devildom and has more control over his power than all 6 of his brothers. Mammon the Second strongest Demon Lord in the Devildom. Now fact check me if I’m wrong (which I could be, I haven’t been able to find the screenshot of him saying this), but this just further pushes into my fish out of water analogy. Leviathan has a terrifying amount of strength in the water not just from his muscles but the powers he possesses as well.

Leviathan calls himself the “Master of Water itself” when summoning Lotan. He has the power to not only summon Lotan, who is older (and most likely more powerful ) than Levi, but also can control all of the magical creatures in the sea. Pair this with the fact that he can conjure a trident and throw it like it’s a baseball…. He’s Strong as fuck! Let’s not even get into the fact that in mythology the Leviathan is like a younger version of Lotan. The sheer amount of power it would take to have control over every single magical creature in the ocean is mind boggling. One would think the Avatar of Envy would want to have the image of being the strongest so others could envy him, right?

Wrong.

There’s two reasons for why Levi could be not showing his full strength and when combined offer a whole new view of our lovely shut-in.

Reason one: Self-Esteem

It’s been shown to us time and time again that Levi has a low self-esteem to the point where he regularly calls himself a “lowly otaku”. He truly believes he doesn’t deserve the basic decency that is MC wanting to hang out with him. To me, this implies that Levi truly doesn’t see himself as a strong being. He sees his power to summon Lotan as a boost of an intimidation, not strength. So for him, the Title of Grand Admiral is the equivalent of a beginner rank he got in a game. It’s the bare minimum. He thinks anyone could do it. He takes his place as third place and nothing more because he doesn’t think he’s anything better then that. He convinces himself that all of his brothers must be stronger despite his obvious skills.

Reason two: Strategy

Being the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy means you have to lead hundreds if not thousands of troops. You have to have plans on top of plans for everything. You can’t lead a squad into a fight without a good strategy. You can’t tell me Leviathan doesn’t know how to strategize with all of the games he plays either. As a gamer myself, I can tell you right now I’ve used my knowledge in games to get through completely new games easily just based on general knowledge. Being the leader of such a group also requires meticulous planning skills which Levi definitely plans. You can’t play multiple on-going games and not plan how to play events if you want to get the best rank in them. Knowing Levi, he probably applies this logic in everyday life. Whether it’s from anxiety or not, Levi goes as far as to plan out how conversations go which further help him prepare for any outcomes. He also probably has incredible pattern recognition as well from all of the different games he plays. That’s something that’s incredibly useful when seeing how past battles have gone down or how to spot any inconsistencies. Now here’s where it ties into the Levi Op Theory. I believe Leviathan uses his gamer/otaku image to throw everyone off of his trail as the third strongest. After all, what better strategy to best your enemies is there then to fool them into thinking you’re weak and frail? If everyone thinks you can’t even run around the house then they will underestimate you in battle. Spending hours charting Devildom maps out is nothing compared to memorizing the entire map to 6 different games with expansion packs plus rhythm game master charts. Defeating an entire battalion is nothing more than a flick of the wrist when the entire battalion is only 50 low rank demons. The Avatar of Envy is such because those around him are jealous of the seemingly random power boosts he gets in battle.

Combine those two together and you get a wave of pure nightmare fuel because the boss you’re fighting against has 4 extra stages that he didn’t even know about.

Leviathan is a UR++ card hidden behind the guise of an already upgraded S rank card.

Okay I think that’s all of my thoughts on why Levi is OP. Feel free to let me know your thoughts. To put the icing on the cake, I didn’t even plan for Levi to become one of my comfort characters but he’s among my top 5 Obey Me best boys now lmao

#obey me #obey me! shall we date?#obey me headcanons #obey me leviathan #obey me levi hc #obey me shall we date #obey me hcs #obey me crack

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