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GUYS I KNOW MY PREDICTION WAS WRONG BUT THIS THEORY IS STILL RIGHT BECAUSE MARTYN WAS IN EVO WHICH INSPIRED PAST LIFE SO WE STILL WIN A LITTLE

hey guys i have absolutely no where to put this so you guys are going to listen to me yap about my theory that i've had about the life series. don't read unless you've watched the life series/know the winners/don't care about spoilers.

okay, so my general theory is that each of the winners has a special tie to the gimmick of the season.

for Grian (3rd life), he literally made the series, so he obviously has a special tie to the 3 lives gimmick.

Scott (last life) i believe rejected the boogeyman curse which was the special gimmick that i remember the most. i didn't finish his life series but i did see someone talk about how he refused to kill anyone when he was the boogeyman. if this is true, and everyone else did kill to survive being the boogeyman that season, it means that Scott would have a special tie to the gimmick.

Pearl (double life) outright rejected soulmates, declaring that Tilly was her soulmate instead. now, you might be saying that Martyn lived on his own, too, but i don't think he ever rejecting Cleo being his soulmate. correct me if i'm wrong, though!

Martyn (limited life) kept talking about wanting time, especially when they were hunting down the greens and Etho turned green and Martyn immediately tried to kill Etho for the time. also, he had a hourglass... that's at least one special tie to the gimmick.

Scar (secret life) literally kept his life a secret. he didn't really have any allies/was part of a group that i know of (haven't finished his series) which means that he literally embodied the idea of a secret. BigB also fits into this category but Scar did try to reach out and make allies/a group so he wouldn't be alone, rejecting the idea of being a secret. while BigB never did that... i think.

Joel (wild life) is one of the most obvious ones to me because i was talking to my mom about wild life and said "who else would win the series where everything is crazy besides Joel???" i do believe this idea has some merit, though. Joel is lowkey insane (and we love him for it), and he never died to one of the wildcards. i'm not counting Mumbo's zombie killing him because that was controlled by a player, so if Mumbo hadn't died Joel would still be dead by someone else. really, who else was going to win wild life besides Joel???

now, for past life. i know that we're only on session 3 at the time of posting but if my theory is correct my bet is on Etho. he's been taking HARD advantage of each time the game version updated with showing off glitches or fun facts or even using it to kill eight players??? he's had major main character energy too and i think everyone has noticed by now lol. he's also been playing minecraft the longest i believe, and i think he would make a great addition to the winners list! if he doesn't win, though, i really hope it's Gem because it would be fun to see a villain win for once and she also deserves a win.

no i did not forget Cleo with real life, I just never watched it because it made me motion sick and i hate VR. Scott won simple life because he embraced wanting a simple life.

okay thanks for coming to my ted talk everyone :D

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hey guys i have absolutely no where to put this so you guys are going to listen to me yap about my theory that i've had about the life series. don't read unless you've watched the life series/know the winners/don't care about spoilers.

okay, so my general theory is that each of the winners has a special tie to the gimmick of the season.

for Grian (3rd life), he literally made the series, so he obviously has a special tie to the 3 lives gimmick.

Scott (last life) i believe rejected the boogeyman curse which was the special gimmick that i remember the most. i didn't finish his life series but i did see someone talk about how he refused to kill anyone when he was the boogeyman. if this is true, and everyone else did kill to survive being the boogeyman that season, it means that Scott would have a special tie to the gimmick.

Pearl (double life) outright rejected soulmates, declaring that Tilly was her soulmate instead. now, you might be saying that Martyn lived on his own, too, but i don't think he ever rejecting Cleo being his soulmate. correct me if i'm wrong, though!

Martyn (limited life) kept talking about wanting time, especially when they were hunting down the greens and Etho turned green and Martyn immediately tried to kill Etho for the time. also, he had a hourglass... that's at least one special tie to the gimmick.

Scar (secret life) literally kept his life a secret. he didn't really have any allies/was part of a group that i know of (haven't finished his series) which means that he literally embodied the idea of a secret. BigB also fits into this category but Scar did try to reach out and make allies/a group so he wouldn't be alone, rejecting the idea of being a secret. while BigB never did that... i think.

Joel (wild life) is one of the most obvious ones to me because i was talking to my mom about wild life and said "who else would win the series where everything is crazy besides Joel???" i do believe this idea has some merit, though. Joel is lowkey insane (and we love him for it), and he never died to one of the wildcards. i'm not counting Mumbo's zombie killing him because that was controlled by a player, so if Mumbo hadn't died Joel would still be dead by someone else. really, who else was going to win wild life besides Joel???

now, for past life. i know that we're only on session 3 at the time of posting but if my theory is correct my bet is on Etho. he's been taking HARD advantage of each time the game version updated with showing off glitches or fun facts or even using it to kill eight players??? he's had major main character energy too and i think everyone has noticed by now lol. he's also been playing minecraft the longest i believe, and i think he would make a great addition to the winners list! if he doesn't win, though, i really hope it's Gem because it would be fun to see a villain win for once and she also deserves a win.

no i did not forget Cleo with real life, I just never watched it because it made me motion sick and i hate VR. Scott won simple life because he embraced wanting a simple life.

okay thanks for coming to my ted talk everyone :D

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The funniest thing about reading fandom stuff on the Saja Boys, as someone with a background in the performing arts, is the sheer number of people commenting on how Jinu must have worked his butt off to find four random demons and teach them to be Kpop stars while also running everything behind the scenes for all the technical stuff.

And like, yes, that's a super funny headcanon, I've absolutely been giggling at them.

But also, with my personal experience with the performing arts... absolutely no way Jinu was the only performer Gwi-Ma got onto his side. Like, the I've met people in way better circumstances than Jinu who would absolutely sell their soul to make it big. And the fact that all five of these guys look extremely similar to Jinu even in their demonic forms indicates, to me at least, that there's a good chance that they were all former human musicians themselves.

Therefore, with all this in mind, I will put forth the humble suggestion:

Jinu didn't round up a random group of demons behind Gwi-Ma's back and train them from the ground up.

Jinu held freaking auditions behind Gwi-Ma's bacl and brutally narrowed it down American Idol style to the best of the best in order to assemble a crack team for his plan, and the other four members were the ones who made the cut.

"But Trickster, he was the only one who would get anything from Gwi-Ma for doing this, what would the other four be doing this for?"

For the chance to be performing in front of tens of thousands of adoring fans and be worshiped as an idol, naturally. I mean, have you seen the things real-world people will go through to get a chance at that? And these guys have already sold their souls for a chance at this, why not team up with the best performer in the demon realm for another chance at it?

Also, I think Baby was in charge of their TikTok account. He's just got that vibe to him, you know?

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giggling kicking my feet THIS FANFIC IS SO GOOD. AND I HELPED INSPIRE IT A LITTLE. YIPPEE!!

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Soup of despair and misery

Chapter 05 - "soulbound" Saja Boys x Reader

Cw- reader cuts themselves. This is lowkey a vent post. Author relapsed and was fucking spiraling as she wrote this and didn't focus on Grammer. She is sorry.

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You aren't safe anymore.

When the Saja Boys first started taking care of your every need and handing all of your desires to you on a silver platter you thought that would make life a little easier for you to live.

You should have known their true intentions when you saw that flash of a smirk on Romance's face when your arms were too brittle to push you to sit up, or when you said how tired you felt all you got in return was a coo of affection.

It soothed you back to sleep.

They weren't trying to take care of you, they wanted to keep you weak.

They wanted you to get weaker.

It might have been too late for you when you realized, and they all probably knew that too since now they are all leaving you in this place alone.

Nobody is around to keep an eye on you.

They think it isn't needed anymore.

And to a point, they are correct.

Your legs shake with every step taken.

You have to lean against something sturdy to keep you up.

Nobody can lose their ability to walk so fast.

What the hell have they done?

Memories crawl into your brain as you try to think of how they could have gotten you to be so fragile. They are demons, but it doesn't seem like they were using some sort magic.

They didn't care enough for that.

There is no explanation.

Unless it's that soup.

That fucking soup.

They have been spoonfeeding it to you for weeks on end, what in God's name did they put in there?

Who fucking cares about how you got this weak.

That doesn't matter, nothing else matters except for finding those damn blades.

You have them, a multi pack in an old pencil case.

You promised someone in your life that you would stop. You forgot who, that doesn't matter. They are long gone by now.

It's in your room.

That's all you remember.

That cheap blue pencil case is stuffed somewhere deep in your room. Stuffed in a dark place to avoid the temptation.

This isn't temptation.

It's relief.

Release.

The closet door opens, you don't even remember walking to it but before you know it you are pulling boxes off the shelves and rummaging through all of your childhood memories.

All those plain crafts that you used to be so proud of and the pathetic drawings you made while in your artist phase.

Right, you don't have a talent. You're worthless. Of course nothing ever stuck with you.

The familiar fabric brushes against your finger and you pull it out immediately, unzipping the top of the pencil case and looking into it.

It's just how you left it.

Top pouch filled with open and dulled razors while individually wrapped ones spill from the small green box they were packaged in.

The razors were small, yes. But they were perfect.

Unwrapping the treat like it's a stick of gum and holding the cool metal between your fingers.

What barber orders razors off of Amazon?

You press the corner of the single sided blade against your wrist, it sinks into your skin. You can feel it.

All you need to do is pull it, move your wrist up.

You can't.

It'll hurt.

That's the point.

You accept the pain because you deserve it, because it's the only thing you are worthy of.

God if it doesn't give you any sense of security in your feeble life at least it gives you personality. Something to talk about.

Otherwise your boring, nobody wants to talk to someone who isn't perfect, isn't completely ruined and yet isn't completely normal at the same time.

You aren't normal, you can never be normal.

You want to be.

Dreams flood with images of what your life could have been if you weren't such a damn dissapointment to your family.

You hold your hand between your thighs, keeping it steady as you slit lines across your marred skin.

You keep on fucking missing.

It's intentional.

That blue vein right at the edge of your skin looks too intimidating to swipe over.

You stick to cutting your skin and praying that you'll get deeper then the epidermis while silently knowing that it's impossible.

No matter how many times you carve, you swipe over the same cut again and again it will always been too shallow. It will be too shallow until you are willing to die.

The scent of copper fills the air as the crimson blood drips down the curve of your arm and drops down to the floor. You'll wipe it up later, maybe.

Should you move the blade down? Your thighs have always been a comfort space to you. So much space to cover and not sensitive enough to make you cry.

No, you already have scars covering your skin.

The area is too full.

Too perfect.

Too pretty.

The door opens with a soft click. You turn your head and see Mystery Saja. Out of everyone he has talked to you the least. "How long has this been your plan." He walks forward with smooth steps, it's almost calming.

The lilac tint in his silver hair gleams under the yellow white ceiling light. He crouches down in front of you and grabs your arm, he makes you drop the razor.

"When people want to die, they usually cut here." He bends your wrist down and points to the veins that appear more clearly. Like you didn't know that.

"You're a mess, truly. You really do need us to take care of you, huh?"

You want to refuse his touch, his words, his threat.

but you can't. Not when he sounds so gentle.

It sounds like such a sweet promise and yet you know it's not.

You can't refuse.

So you don't.

"That bond links our pain and pleasure. We feel whatever you feel. So do try and keep yourself away from anything dangerous." He doesn't have a bandage, all he does is swipe over one of the cuts with his thumb.

Blood smears and stains your skin, but something else catches your attention.

The way he licks off the red coating with his tounge.

His pupils expand.

His tounge lolls out of his mouth like it's too big for his head and he is taking sharp licks at your skin.

When the bleeding slows the tusks he has peeks into your vision before he bites down on your shoulder.

Gnawing into your flesh and lapping up your blood.

The pain is hot, so excruciating you almost ask yourself why it's happening to you. But you know the answer, don't you?

You deserve it.

All you are is a waste, and if someone is finally needing you for the first time. Who are you to deny them?

Your hand cradles the back of Mystery's head, threading into his hair and keeping him pressed against your flesh for as long as possible.

Your body is a heavy sack of flesh stuffed inside dry and cracking skin. Your body has been useless for years and now you have a purpose. Someone sees something in you.

You're an offering.

Blood, flesh.

And he accepts your devotion.

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reposting because this is genuinely important

we need a name consensus guys.

Saja Boys Fanon names

From what I’ve seen there doesn’t seem to be much of a consensus, and a lot of them are hard to remember.

As someone who came from the FNAF fandom before the Crying child name reveal, trust me when I say everything becomes SO much easier when we call characters by the same name.

since there are so many characters without official real names, the ones we choose should share a first letter/syllable or at least rhyme with the official nicknames. This way readers don’t have to keep scrolling up to the tags every time they forget which character a name belongs to.

A name I personally remembered is MinHyuk for Mystery, mainly because it shares the same first syllable.

Using this principle:

Abby’s name should start with an Ah sound

Mystery’s name should start with a Mih sound

Baby’s name should start with a B

Romance’s name should start with a Ro sound.

go wild.

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GUYS LOOK IT'S PEAK!! ignore how i'm the ask but LOOK!!

I LOVE YOUR WRITING!! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!! IF YOU WANT SOMETHING SHORT TO WRITE (so I can hype you up even more lol) YOU COULD DO SOMETHING WITH BABY AND A READER WHO BUILT A NEST? LIKE BLANKETS AND STUFFIES IN A NEST SHAPE :3 I THINK IT WOULD BE CUTE. ONLY IF YOU WANT TO THOUGH!!

Yes. Yes. A hundred times, yes. I wanted so badly to make this omegaverse, but I contained myself... which is a rare thing for me.

And thank you! It really makes me happy that so many people like my writing. I love love love hearing it. *snorts a line of compliments*

Missing your Baby

Baby’s only been home for three minutes, and he’s struggling to find you. The place isn’t even that damn big. He called out for you when he got home, didn’t see you in the kitchen or living room, so where the hell were you? Did you go out?

The last room Baby checks should have been the first one, now that he thinks about it, the bedroom. With an almost annoyed step, he stomps off to the bedroom, not even trying to be quiet as he pushes the door open, ready to nag at you for not answering him when his mouth hangs open.

He takes in what he can only call a nest created on the bed, you lying in the center of it, asleep from the sounds of your soft breathing. Baby slowly walks towards the bed, eyeing the mish-mash of blankets, a few of his sweaters, and several of the larger plushes he’s gifted you over the span of dating.

One particular sweater catches his attention, and of course, you’re wearing it. It takes him a moment to notice this entire pile smells like his cologne, and it’s taking everything in him not to brutally tease you for clearly missing him over the weekend. Instead, Baby pulls his phone out and snaps several pictures at different angles to use as ammo to tease you with. He may or may not also look at them later.

Setting the phone on the nightstand, he tosses his hat to the floor and carefully climbs into your makeshift nest, the movement causing you to stir slightly. He shushes you and makes himself comfortable beside you, using one of the plushes as a pillow. As if sensing him in your slumber, you roll over, and he lifts his arm, letting you make yourself comfortable at his chest.

He waits quietly, watching as realization dawns on your sleepy brain. Your eyes open just wide enough to make out his bright hair, and you immediately cling to him like a koala. “You’re home.”

Baby chuckles at your sleepy voice and gestures around the two of you at the nest. “Nice to know you didn’t miss me or anything,” he teases, a diabolical grin growing on his face.

You huff and bite his cheek before burying your face into his neck and pinching his side. He jerks at the pinch and gives your hair a light tug. “Brat.”

The two of you fall silent, Baby struggling to stay awake with the weight of you against his chest, accompanied by the surprisingly coziness of the nest. The weekend was exhausting, and the comfort of finally being home and your body heat certainly isn’t helping him stay awake. A yawn finally leaves him as his eyes fall close, drifting off to sleep with you in his arms.