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fantomette22 · 7 months ago

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Ok, let’s hear about your favorite Gehrman and Maria happy AU!!

With pleasure!!!! :D

Ok so for context yesterday I refound this post :

And I was like "hey guys in my happy AU Gehrman could totally get or make something like this for Maria!" And then it spiralled into "oh I completely forgot to explain my bloodborne "happy ending AU" so there it is finally I guess. I think I only share to a couple of persons so far XD (I have a few others many different AU and darker but it isn't for today).

I already did a few drawings in link with it : here, here, here and there. Yeah with the gehrmaria ship involve so pass your way if that isn't your thing.

I did end up making the cottage house of the AU in Minecraft since a few months ago by the way XD I even have a tanner, hunter and a freaking cleric villager who now took possession of the house 😂😭 even Laurence decided to live here now I can't. I would need to redo it I kinda screw up proportions I think. Sadly Minecraft bedrock doesn't offer to put many details. I guess it would be better in the sims? If someone knows a good game to built house (and 19th century one) I'm taking it!

So now about the AU it's kinda an AU of my fic verse who can be consider like an AU as well I suppose (even if I tried to stay as canon complaint as possible in this one). Like you can guess from the name Yharnam doesn't became hell on earth and most people don't end up dying horribly. I will copy paste below the summary so you I can explain it better.

Bloodborne happy/good ending AU Summary :

Basically after bloodborne game event (in my fic verse interpretation) our dear baby squid good hunter decided it was rewind time and give everyone a 2nd chance. Don't ask me how

Then it's not clear but either the souls of everyone were taken and yet back in their old self, decades earlier of if people from the past dreamed of the future or a weird mixt of both. But it's what happened. Decades before the game invent (Byrgenwerth era) people started wake up and remember events that haven't happen yet + message from the new great one that they were giving a 2nd chance to make things right etc. It feels like a very strange dream but they knew it was real. Some people remember more than other and they especially remember their own future and they lived/are gonna live+ a couple of other things in game event for exemple.

Now it's up to them to not make the same mistakes and make things right.

So imagine it’s like 2-3am at Byrgenwerth, everyone wake up from well this dream/ nightmare and they basically remember everything that happened to them. So you haven hundreds of people outside in their pyjama. Crying, hugging, and some almost throwing hands with others 💀 quite emotional. I know it’s pretty crazy (i don’t have everything settle yet)

*Yeah you have people who were basically bestie at the time almost punching each other because one betrayed the other years later lol and people who didn’t like each other at Byrgen but become friends way later are hugging and crying. Some people were really confused xD like the one who die earlier on the timeline or weren't very important or just leave this mess early.

So of course you have Laurence & Gehrman crying and holding each other in pyjama in the middle of the dark campus. Then Maria show up in the distance 👁️👁️ it’s even more of an emotional reunion.

So you have this 2 idiots then Maria show up in the distance, they’re stunned and then Laurence tells him « what the hell you’re waiting for just go!!!» so he runs extremely fast (maria too) and they stop a few meters away from each other just staring. Then he tried to apologize says he’s sorry for everything. « YOU’RE SORRY?! » she’s kinda mad and sad about everything that happened she kinda hit him but he is surprise it’s not that hard then she hugs him and they hug each other and cry. (Yeah the Doll is discuss a bit later it's all good)

At some point Laurence try to eclipse himself and Maria’s like « you fucking stay here! » because she have things to say to this dumbass too.

So everyone reunite and all. With Caryll/ Rom/ Ludwig etc.They are hugging and all and then you have like Damian trying to kick Mico’s ass and nobody stopping him XD

Also Charles and Laurence threw hands 💀it’s a mess.

*People who’re not suppose to be very friends at this era are in each other arms and some bff are like throwing hands.

Then Willem show up and tell everyone to shut up and calm down 😂

Charles and Maria later go to Cainhurst to hug all their family who slightly remember all the shit too. And so it don’t cause a war again as well 😂 because they're kinda salty about their nightmares were the church + executioners killed them.

Anyway they all kinda calm down and some times later they’re all reuniting by Willem & Laurence because we need to talk about what the hell happened. « Yep that was real » now time to change it.

After this mess and discussing what the hell happened and « we need to changed things! » they need to make a big plan how to avoid the fishing hamlet pb and save the orphan. they also can't just not use blood because it does save lives so it's quite complex.

So years later (because the beginning of it during like Maria, Ludwig, Caryll & Rom's hm 3rd of 4th years of university) they manage to make sure the hamlet don't became fishmen, and help Kos give birth (she isn't dead yet but her physical body do die afterwards). And baby orphan is fine and taking care off 👍

Then it's party time 😎 Well they still have things to take care of but I didn't thought of all the details yet. So Maria & Gehrman officially get together 🎉 (never really happened in my main interpret, it's complicated) and some times later travel between Yharnam and other places to help people around (to put it shortly).

THEN they buy a house next to a forest and a small village and live there for some time, maybe start a family etc (see the drawing with the baby!! I won't get into all the family detail today through). So they got the cottage/country house ✨

How they found it? Well funny story one day old hunters were on the mission (not the happy au but fic verse) and the mayor leave the house to them so they could sleep for a few nights and Gehrman really liked the house and even made a deposit for it for a few years if one day he wanted to buy it XD

Then after some time they accidentally adopt a lil dog too (before the huge white wolfhound years later) XD

Something like this. Need to find a name for this lil guy.

And recently I've been thinking a cat could be cool too. A really fluffy one

I made those 2 other sketches last year in link with the AU as well. I never share those so there it is.

And I have a fic planned (1-2 chap max for now), an entire summary, a chapter plan and even a few sentences written for this AU in particular. But idk when I could write it. And I could even have 2 versions depending the rating @_@ so maybe one day...

So yeah it's a bit messy but it's all the fluff & some other things I need. And that's it for now!

#bloodborne happy ending au #gehrmaria #fantomette22art #sorry that was long XD #my asks #bloodborne au #bloodborne headcanons #gehrman the first hunter #lady maria of the astral clocktower #bloodborne

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devilsskettle · 7 months ago

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hey so because you seem to be really into it at the moment: I've never seen any of the chunky/child's play movies what's the lore

okay so the sparknotes version of the child's play lore:

this is still gonna be pretty long, sorry

child's play (1988): serial killer charles lee ray aka the "lakeshore strangler" (played by brad dourif) is shot and killed by police detective mike norris (played by the inimitable chris sarandon) but before he dies he transfers his soul into a good guy doll. btw good guy dolls in the story are similar to my buddy dolls or cabbage patch kids in the 80s and they move a little bit and have some pre-recorded phrases they can say, they're super popular in-universe, it's kind of a commentary on consumerism and how companies market to children to "create future consumers" etc. so, the doll makes its way to the home of andy barclay on his 6th birthday. chucky's main goal is to get revenge on mike and his old partner eddie who drove off without him during the shootout, but he's happy to kill some other people along the way. he pushes andy's babysitter (his mother's best friend) out the window, leaving andy to be the main suspect in her murder, which the detective is brought in to investigate. ofc nobody believes the doll is actually alive and he's taken into children's psychiatric care. then his mother and the detective realize the doll really is alive and possessed by charles lee ray, who they found out was super into voodoo. meanwhile chucky realizes after getting shot by the detective that he can get hurt in his new body and he goes to the man who taught him about voodoo, who tried to kill him for being an abomination and abusing everything he was taught. chucky kills him but not before learning that he will be trapped in that body forever if he doesn't jump bodies again soon but he has to possess the body of the first person he revealed he was alive to, which was andy. so the mom and detective also go to the teacher and with his dying breath he says to aim for chucky's heart to kill him because it was almost human now. cue big showdown between chucky and the three protagonists. there's a couple false endings where he gets set on fire and decapitated but finally he gets shot in the heart and dies. unfortunately the protagonists (+ another cop who witnesses the killer doll) realize that nobody will ever believe what happened. which is where...........

child's play 2 (1990): ...........picks up. the police deny everything but andy's mother corroborates his story and is placed in under psychiatric care while he is placed in foster care. the company that makes good guy dolls is threatened by all the rumors about what happened, including the possibility that there was something defective about the doll or someone tampering with it, so they rebuild the doll to show that there was nothing wrong with it and they were not culpable for what happened. so that's how chucky comes back. not only does he want revenge, he still wants to get out of the doll body, and he can only possess andy. meanwhile, when andy goes to live with a new family, the wife is very caring and the husband is very suspicious and callous towards him. he meets kyle, a 17 year old girl who is also a foster kid. he also meets tommy, a good guy doll left by a former foster kid who stayed in his new room, and to prove that he is a well adjusted, normal kid no longer believing the chucky story, he pretends to play with it and keep it around. of course chucky destroys the doll and buries it in the backyard and replaces him and starts killing people again. andy is sent away again, leaving kyle to discover that chucky is real by herself. they end up being lead to the good guy doll factory for the final showdown, which is really quite a fun ending sequence. again there are a couple false endings but eventually kyle kills him by exploding him with an air hose. andy and kyle leave together wondering where they can go next. something interesting to note is that there is also a novelization of this movie that adds some backstory to charles lee ray, which has been completely overwritten by the canon established in the tv series. also the film features actress grace zabriskie (who you may know from twin peaks) as a character named grace poole (a name borrowed from jane eyre by charlotte brontë) which is a fun little easter egg to me. apparently there was also controversy around this film since it was known to be a favorite of the man who committed the port arthur massacre although there is no connection between the content of this film and the crime

child's play 3 (1991): there's an eight year time skip (if that doesn't make sense to you based on the release dates, you would be correct - production of this movie began before they even finished filming the last one). the company that makes good guy dolls decide it's been long enough since the murders happened to start making those dolls again. unfortunately chucky's remains were still in the factory, and they contaminate the first doll that was made, bringing him back to life. again, he wants revenge and a new body so he immediately tracks down andy. meanwhile, andy is now 16, played by a different actor obviously, and he's enrolled in military school after bouncing around different foster homes for a few years. so chucky sends himself in the mail to andy, only to get intercepted by a younger kid, tyler. since chucky technically is in a new body, he realizes he can tell tyler his secret (that he is charles lee ray - this is a deviation from the first movie, where the secret was that he, as the doll, was actually alive, but this new meaning of what the secret is is used for the rest of the series) and possess him instead, which is what he tries to do. murders occur, andy tries to stop them, nobody believes him, etc. there's a very underdeveloped love interest story arc also. the most memorable part of the film is when the school has a paintball "war" and chucky replaces the fake ammo with real bullets. eventually andy, tyler, and the girlfriend face off with chucky in the haunted house of a carnival that happened to be nearby (yeah, it's contrived lol) and chucky gets pushed into an industrial fan, which destroys him. so, this movie is widely regarded as one of the weakest in the series and i agree, it's pretty boring. the writer don mancini has said that there was pressure from the studio to rush production and he was basically out of ideas so soon after making child's play 2 and i think that is very clear. however i would say that this is the movie that paves the way for the humor and personality that is the foundation of the future chucky movies. there was also a lot of controversy around this movie in connection with the murder of james bulger, a toddler who was kidnapped, tortured, and killed by two 10 year old boys (the youngest convicted murderers in modern british history) although there is no real link or even confirmation that either boy watched the film. also, another notable horror actor andrew robinson who played the dad in hellraiser was featured in this film

bride of chucky (1998): released the same year in which child's play 3 was set, this movie takes place a few months after the events of the previous film. after this film, the series drops the "child's play" name and uses the naming convention "x of chucky" for the remainder of the films. bride revitalized the series, taking it in a more overtly humorous direction. it's also the first film in which andy is not the protagonist and establishes a LOT of the pre-doll possession charles lee ray lore - so let's get into it. enter tiffany valentine (a role made iconic by jennifer tilly), charles lee ray's girlfriend before he died. she finally tracks him down after 10 years, stitches him back together, and brings him back to life with voodoo magic. she tells him that she found the ring he left on the mantel and knew he was going to propose to her before he died, and he laughs at her, telling her that he got it off one of his victims and was gonna pawn it. obviously she's pissed so she locks him in a cage with a talking bride doll similar to a good guy doll. he breaks out, kills tiffany, and traps her soul in the bride doll so that she's stuck with him. unfortunately this is a stupid fucking idea because neither of them want to be trapped as dolls forever but to switch bodies they have to get an amulet called the heart of damballa, which chucky was wearing the night of his death, out of his grave in hackensack, new jersey (but wait! you might be thinking, i thought he could only possess the body of the first person he told his secret to! which is why he kept going after andy in the first place! yeah forget all that, there's an amulet now. idk. btw damballa is the god that gives chucky his power via voodoo magic, it wasn't really relevant until now so i didn't tell you but this is consistent in all of the movies and the tv series). so tiffany gets her neighbor jesse to drive the dolls to hackensack. the reason that jesse agrees to do this is because he and his girlfriend jade are being kept apart by her asshole cop uncle who is her legal guardian and keeps threatening to ruin both of their lives if they keep seeing each other, so they want to leave town together and need money to start a new life. this works out great for chucky and tiffany because they'll each have a body to possess once they get the amulet. so jesse and jade go on this weird roadtrip, then everybody around them starts dying and they're the main suspects in their murders. both of them start to be suspicious that the other one is guilty. meanwhile chucky and tiffany are killing people and falling back in love with each other. eventually they reveal that they are alive to jesse and jade, who, while being held hostage, turn them against each other. they make it to the cemetery in hackensack, but at that point tiffany is so pissed at chucky and feels sympathetic to jesse and jade's love story, so she tries to kill him instead (saying, "we belong dead," a line from the movie bride of frankenstein (1935) which she was watching right before her death). chucky kills her and then is killed by jade. the very last scare is tiffany giving birth to a little evil doll baby. which sets the scene for.........

seed of chucky (2004): for the record i think this movie sucks. it's easily my least favorite in the series. i didn't even get through the whole thing the first time i tried to watch it. however, it also has some of the best lore of the series, which is pretty fun, and it has some queer themes that are interesting to see. so obviously chucky and tiffany have an orphaned freaky little doll monster baby. they end up being kidnapped (?) by a cheating ventriloquist who keeps them in a cage and calls them "shitface" and makes them perform in their ventriloquist act. at the same time, the chucky and tiffany dolls are being used in a movie based on the "urban legend" of the killer dolls. shitface realizes they must be their parents because they share the same "made in japan" mark on their wrist as the chucky doll which they see on a promo on tv, so they to hollywood to find them. when they get there, they accidentally bring their parents back to life by reading the words on the heart of damballa, their only family heirloom. chucky and tiffany try to settle on what name to give them and debate their gender; chucky wants him to be "glen" and tiffany wants her to be "glenda." unable to come to an agreement, they focus on the real problem which is how they can get different bodies. they decide they'll possess actress jennifer tilly and the director of an upcoming film who she's trying to "impress" to get the lead role. however, tiffany swears off killing and tries to forbid chucky from killing, too, for the sake of their family. obviously both of them immediately kill a bunch of people. glen/da kills a couple people accidentally but under a high amount of stress reveals that glen and glenda are actually separate identities, glen being sweet and innocent, glenda being a killer. anyway they impregnate jennifer tilly, who through voodoo magic gives birth to twins. however, chucky abandons the plan, deciding he's going to embrace his identity as a killer doll. he and tiffany fight and she flees with glen/da. she finds jennifer tilly at the hospital and possesses her. chucky makes a reappearance and attacks them, but glen kills him by dismemberment/decapitation. they possess the twin babies, a boy and a girl, one for each of their personalities. in the epilogue, tiffany lives as jennifer tilly, raising glen and glenda by herself. she kills the nanny when she complains that glenda is unstable and violent. so yeah! this one gets really meta. john waters gets his face melted off with acid. etc. a fun fact about this one is that the movie promoted that paris hilton was NOT in the film - this is because she's briefly featured as a character in the film played by a lookalike, and her press team didn't want people to think it was actually her

curse of chucky (2013): a soft reboot of the series that returns to a more straightforward horror approach. introduces the character nica pierce (played by fiona dourif, brad dourif's daughter), a young woman who is paraplegic and lives in a big, old house with her mother, who she has a somewhat tense relationship with. someone sends her mother a good guy doll (without the scars and stitching chucky had in bride and seed), which she dismisses as a joke or a mistaken address, but of course she winds up dead. nica's sister, her husband, her daughter alice, alice's nanny, and a priest she has invited (to nica's chagrin) come to stay with nica. the sister tries to convince her to sell the house and tells her that she's not capable of living alone. family tensions rise to the surface; namely, that the sister is having an affair with the nanny and the husband suspects, so he puts a camera in the good guy doll. they also watch some home videos together and notice a creepy guy hanging around their mother in the footage, who nica later recognizes as charles lee ray. anyway people start dropping dead in this big old dark house and nobody can find alice, who is playing hide and seek with her new best friend chucky. before she is killed, the sister peels off the paint covering the scars that reveal that it's the same doll from the other murders. nica figures out that the doll is possessed by charles lee ray but of course nobody believes her. after killing her whole family besides alice, he tells her that before he died, he had been infatuated with her mother, kidnapping her while she was pregnant with nica after killing nica's father. she somehow called the cops on him and, enraged by her rejection of him, he stabbed her in the stomach, causing nica to be born paralyzed from the waist down. nica and chucky fight, and she injures him, but he gets away when she's found by a cop who comes to the house. she is found guilty of the murders in court and sent to a psychiatric institution. in the end, tiffany gets chucky from the police evidence and sends him to alice, who he plans to possess. in a post-credits scene, chucky is mailed to an adult andy barclay, who shoot him as soon as he cuts his way out of the box.

cult of chucky (2017): last movie!! nica has been held in a high security psychiatric institution and now is being transferred to a medium security institution after "making progress" by accepting that chucky was a product of her psychosis after she killed her family. her therapist brings in a good guy doll as part of her treatment, and it is adopted by one of the other patients who thinks it's her dead baby. the next day, nica has a visitor. expecting to finally get to see alice again, she's disappointed that it's actually tiffany valentine, who says that she was alice's legal guardian, but alice had died - we later learn that chucky possessed her, but she died when one of his victims fought back and his soul jumped back into the doll. tiffany gives the doll to nica in remembrance of alice. nica eventually recognizes her and realizes that chucky really is possessed. she tries to slit her wrists with a spoke from the wheel of her wheelchair but he stitches her back up and slits the wrists of another patient, starting off the killings. knowing that no one will believe her, nica tries to stop chucky herself without drawing suspicion back on her. meanwhile, in the outside world, andy has been having trouble adjusting to normal life. he's been keeping the decapitated head of the original chucky doll and torturing it (as he deserves to, tbqh). he hears about the murders and realizes that chucky has found a way to split his soul into multiple bodies. so he goes to the hospital to try to stop him. at the hospital, there are now 2 chuckys running around, soon joined by a third doll that arrives in the mail. not only does chucky possess the new doll, but he also possesses nica, supernaturally giving him the ability to walk even though she is paraplegic. so andy gets himself committed to the hospital by attacking a guard, and he's locked in a room by himself. the newest chucky doll attacks him, but andy reveals that it was him who sent the doll, hiding a gun in its stomach. then nica!chucky comes after him and he tries to shoot her, but he runs out of ammo and she locks him back up. she reunites with tiffany and they drive away together with the tiffany doll who is also possessed. in a post-credits scene, kyle shows up at andy's house to keep torturing the original chucky doll.

child's play (2019): a reimagining of the original movie that does not tie in to the rest of the series

chucky (2021 -): i'm not gonna do a full synopsis of this one because there's just too much plot but i will give you a rundown of 1) the relevant lore you need to know to watch the tv series, 2) the pre-doll possession charles lee ray lore that's established by the series, and 3) other lore that is established in the series and relevant plot points

what you need to know:

there are multiple good guy dolls possessed by chucky out there, which andy and kyle are on a mission to track down and destroy

chucky is still possessing nica and tiffany is still possessing jennifer tilly, they're on a murder spree but their relationship is as tumultuous as ever, and sometimes nica regains fleeting consciousness/control of her body

the twins glen and glenda are in their 20s now (they're both nonbinary and use they/them pronouns btw) and they don't remember anything about their doll self, which tiffany-as-jennifer has been hiding from them, and they don't know anything about their absent deadbeat dad

apparently chucky is still using good guy dolls to possess because he can only split his soul into identical forms ? which doesn't make sense lore-wise but that's what don mancini has said lol

charles lee ray grew up in hackensack, new jersey which is why his body was buried there in bride and that's where the tv series takes place (in season 1)

the first 3 child's play movies are canon but the series always goes defers to what's established in bride of chucky when it comes to any differences in plot (as well as overall tone/humor)

pre-doll possession charles lee ray lore:

charles lee ray grew up in the suburbs with his parents in the 1960s. it's a pretty normal childhood until a serial killer breaks into his house and kills his father. when his mother tries to get him to hide in the closet, he kills her, "helping" the serial killer. that's his first kill. after that, he starts seeing a therapist, who encourages his violent behavior. eventually, he goes to live in an orphanage. he's a leader to the younger boys, introducing them to the story of peter pan. one day, they're playing in the woods and he leads them to "captain hook," the body of the janitor who he killed and replaced his hand with a hook. the other boys run away crying except for eddie caputo, who later becomes charles' partner in crime (the guy he vows revenge against in the first movie after his betrayal). after this, he goes on the run. years later, he meets tiffany valentine at a nightclub. they kill a woman together. he tells her she should be blonde and she tells him he should go by chucky, which brings us to the versions of the characters as we know them throughout the series. tiffany and chucky move in together in chicago, but after the honeymoon phase is over, chucky starts killing people by himself, annoyed by her "nagging" that she misses when they used to kill people together. angry, she calls the cops on him, leading to the police chase that is the opening scene of the first movie.

so, the premise of the tv show:

14 year old jake wheeler is a misunderstood kid living in hackensack. he buys a good guy doll at a yard sale for an art project that he's working on. obviously it's chucky and he starts killing people, but he also attempts to befriend jake and coerce him into killing people, too. of course things start spiraling out of control from there.

more lore:

chucky keeps trying to get a kid to commit murder because he needs to get an innocent to kill for this voodoo spell where he can put his soul into a bunch of dolls

season 2 takes place in a catholic school and a bunch of the legacy characters return (andy, kyle, nica, glen, and glenda) to perform an exorcism along with the main characters jake, lexy, and devon and the headmaster of the school (played by devon sawa). because of the exorcism, chucky is infected by catholic magic and can no longer call upon damballa to give him his power, and he becomes trapped again in the doll body which starts becoming more and more human and aging rapidly. this becomes a big part of the plot in season 3, which primarily takes place in the white house, as he tries to sacrifice as many people as possible to appease damballa, but it doesn't work. at this point in the story he is slowly dying of old age

at some point there's a cult of chucky dolls in the woods near the catholic school who kidnap and torture andy ?

at the end of season 2, glen is fatally injured. tiffany transfers their and glenda's soul into the original glen/da doll, now called g.g.

tiffany-as-jennifer is put on trial for all the murders and at this point in the story is in prison on death row

so devon sawa is in every season of this show despite being killed (at LEAST once) every season. in season 1, he plays jake's father and uncle who are twin brothers, in season 2 he plays the headmaster of the catholic school, and in season 3 he plays the president of the united states

there was also a documentary that was released in 2021 before the tv series came out called living with chucky where they interviewed the filmmakers and a lot of the actors who are featured throughout the series. i thought it was pretty good, it's on tubi

anyway i think it's really interesting to see a series last so long and make so many pivots to keep exploring the story and the characters in new ways. at the end of the day the first two movies will always be my favorite but bride of chucky is also so fun and so iconic and a perfect response to changes in the genre and brought a lot of new humor and energy to a series that had pretty much fizzled out, and it has been really fun to watch the tv series in real time as it comes out. the next episode actually comes out tomorrow night!! so let's see what happens. anyway i hope i didn't make you regret asking me this and thank you for giving me an outlet for my crazy about this silly little movie series

#chucky

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armedinkblot · 4 months ago

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i dont make fan theories often bc i tend to daydream off into things that cant possibly be real, but i think maybe this new mimic game preview, where they look like puppet, proves a theory i had a while ago

hear me out please

charlie is glamrock freddy

OKAY OKAY SO HEAR ME OUT THOUGH-

SO in security breach we know that something is odd with freddy. logically ive always kinda chalked it up to the fact he probably has the best antivirus bc hes the lead man so thats why he doesnt attack gregory after vanny's tampering bc personally ive never felt good about michael possessing him

(i get why people like that but michael was only kept alive bc of the scoopers remnant, so if you guys want him to be the mc in fnaf6 hes gotta be dead, pick one please i see good fuel for both)

so who is freddy??? well hold onto your socks bc i got something that you mightve already thought about idk BUT someone in the fnaf6 ending was never a remnant being and wasnt shown dying--

we get so many hints at puppet everywhere (the wiring, the dolls, yanno youve prolly seen them pointed out already), but there is no mention of charlie/puppet ANYWHERE by name to gregory

so heres my idea:

we know through sources that remnant is what happens when soul matter touches metal, and that if there is no reaction between a souls agony and some kinda steel, remnant aint happenin. remnany is functionally what made william/springtrap 'immortal' and michael survive ennard. we know thats what henry was aiming to melt down to undo the binding of the souls and the metal in fnaf6.

but puppet was never metal. every time we see puppet, it floats around or wiggles like a plushie. puppet is a fluffy soft toy that clearly does NOT have any bones.

wibbly wobbly

we also see it half-transparent in hallways, like- oh yanno- A GHOST???

i know fnaf has strayed further away from the haunted aspect and more into scifi, but what if puppet was our tie to classic haunts this whole time?

id like to point to this line that glamrock freddy says the first time you visit the fnaf6 sinkhole with him:

THE FIRST HALF OF THE MESSAGE: puppet/charlie definitely HAS been here before as we see in fnaf6, and we know that in between fnaf6 and help wanted old fazbear workers brought circuits torn out of scraptrap from the fnaf6 ruins to silver parasol games for scanning and utilizing, and thats more than likely where glitchtrap came from, but what does freddy mean by this?

im not sure exactly

you could argue that its cassidys vengeful spirit forcing charlie to continue clinging to earth in freddy ("she brought me here" if you consider cassidy to be a lil girl) which i personally would not put forcing their friend's spirit to haunt earth as long as part of afton is active past them, theyre a spiteful lil shit) but this isnt the meat of my theory so ill leave it

now the other half of the message, about glamrock freddys friends being angry and confused, really has the same vibe as these two puppet ucn lines to me

i think if theory this is true, this also could be good news for the moltenmci theory that i also subscribe to

ANYWAY these lines have similar energy to me, what with the whole "i am fine and calm but these guys? YEESH theyre cray" thing.

lemme tie it together real quick:

charlie dies and her ghost decides "hey i should stick around to stop william and maybe help those lost babies" so she possesses puppet!

the fact shes a complete spirit and not just the raw emotion from remnant means shes way way WAY more coherant and clever than the other animatronics

in fnaf6 shes put in lefty, which i think henry did to try and force charlies spirit to become remnant by interacting with the animatronic's metal, but it doesnt work bc charlies already a ghouly ghoul and aint havin that

so when the pizzeria simulator place burns down, sure the puppet and lefty were gone but was charlie's spirit? NO bc it wasnt remnant! fire doesnt touch ghosts silly casette man!!!

thats why, lemme draw your attention to the fact that CHARLIE IS NEVER SHOWN GETTING FREED:

SHES NEVER SHOWN IN THE ENDING BC ITS SYMBOLIC FOR HER STILL BEING AROUND

so what happened after that? well security breach takes place in and above the sinkhole that once was the fnaf6 location. spirits, in many folklores, do not tend to stray too far from their resting place most of the time

so if charlie, now a freed spirit with nowhere to go and nothing personal to possess (sorry about your puppet), finds out that afton is still possessing endoskeletons and having his brainwashed people kill people for funsies bestie? she aint having that

this was the kid that decided instead of just passing on to heaven or whatever, to STAY BEHIND AND HELP THE OTHER KIDS TAKE WILLIAM DOWN. she is described by henry as selfless and always helping others instead of herself

also need i remind you of charlies most famous act of trying to help (but accidently making things worse by prolonging the suffering instead of 'giving life'?)

this bitch would 100% possess the strongest thing she could to try and stop him, the strongest being glamrock freddy.

now after years of being manipulated into being freddy and acting as him/working with his programming, she might not have a clear understanding of who she once was. so, when glamrock freddy says "i found myself for the first time when i cleared the path" what if he means she remembered what she originally came here to do?

what if she left all the calling cards on purpose? what if she left the plushies around as a reminder of who she is so she doesnt forget why shes still tied to earth? so she remembers to stop afton instead of just let the programming take over?

bc if you remember, we're all fairly certain william only runs away to balloon boys voice in fnaf3 bc of the animatronic's programming it wouldnt be too out of place for charlie to struggle with it too, tho in a different way.

as for mimic...

the REAL reason i wanted to bring it up is bc this looks like puppet. this music box plays the puppet song my grandfathers clock, and then mimic pops out.

the most common question i see is why mimic is referencing puppet, and my theory explains that:

if charlie is in the pizzaplex, then mimic probably knows all about her. everything about her. tales from the pizzaplex has an ongoing plotline where mimic is literally stalking and studying the other characters obsessively, so whos to say his connection in the baobab tree didnt get him access to ""memory files"" or whatever its called when agony/remnant is imprinted on circuitry like with scraptrap and glitchtrap.

so yeah, heres my theory on what happened to charlie and whos REALLY possessing glamrock freddy!!!

i wrote this at 6AM after pulling an all nighter sorry if its hectic and poorly written; i actually wanna make a theory video bc i really think i have something substantial here, but idk how well recieved this would be hehe

i will also accept chica being possessed by charlie bc of twisted animatronic's videos on chicas crying and fighting the hacking

thanks for reading!!! pls be nice im scared lol

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf theory #charlie emily #charlotte emily #security breach #glamrock freddy

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shmowder · 4 months ago

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Do you have any tips for developing OCs? I want to fill out the template you did on your BG3 blog so bad but my Patho OC isn't very well-defined yet and as of now, I feel like it would take me 800 years to fill it out. Did it come easily to you or did you have to spend a long time thinking of your answers? How can I make sure I don't just end up describing myself?

Aside from the mini heart attack I had at the information that ended up being just a dream, I want to say DEWWWWW IT to your "tell me about your Patho OC" event. I feel awkward sending my Sim to you unsolicited (silly, I know) but at the same time I don't know if I'll ever be ready! I catch myself making the tiniest changes to her (and then reverting to the way she was before, lol). She's a plague doctor. *cough* assistant to a plague doctor. I actually found a beak mask to use <3

Have you turned any of the reader concepts/backstories you had into an OC? This is your invitation to tell me about them!!

🐿️ anon

Do I have a tip? Yes, and it's pink

But seriously, my only advice is to be as cringe and authentic as you can. OCs are just dolls for you to play with, you can gift them a fragment of your soul to love your less than ideal sides through them, you can also just make them bc you wanna make a cool little guy.

Be as creative as you want, make them a mary sue, or edgy, or loveable by all or whatever you think is cool. Make something you actually like, a purée of self-indulgence.

It might be hard to fill out because you're unsure of if you're going to change your mind about a certain subject or side of them later, it's scary to put things in stone.

Good news! OCs are as fluid as water. You can simply go back and update it whenever you want. There is no consistency required. Much like real life, people aren't always consistent in their beliefs and valus.

Your OC will evolve with time with you. No matter what, you can always tweak them and make a million different versions.

"How do I make sure I don't just end up describing myself?"

So what if you do? you're the person you know most. Of course, you'll use yourself for reference when told to come up with a whole new person on the spot.

Your OC can still share a lot of traits with you without being a self-insert—if that's what you're aiming for. You can also use yourself as the opposite of a reference sheet? Since you know yourself well, you also know what you're not, and you can give them that.

You can also base them around a concept! Personification of an object. For me, Sol, was a Personification of the sun and the worst of the worst of bpd symptoms. I wanted a character that is horrible and can't control being a bad person, not only that but they do not want to change themselves, they don't want to put in all that effort just to meet the minimum standards that others take for granted. They like their bad traits.

Sol is also very red-dragon insp heavy. So shallow, greedy, self serving and possessive.

Don't be afraid to give your OCs bad traits, it humanises them more, if anything. But also try to come up with why, no one is evil for the sake of evil.

Or you can simply not. There are no rules. You are the judge, jury, and executioner! Who gives a shit what I or anyone else has to say about your OC? IT'S YOURS. I don't go into people's bedrooms, rummage through their drawers just to comment on their choice of socks

Start with something simple and watered down then build off of it. Three abstract ideas to define your character, their basic form, their essence.

For Sol, it's red dragon, sun and bpd. A major oversimplisation.

You can also do the same with already established fiction characters! Pick any character you like and try to condense them down to three abstract ideas–not personality traits but concepts.

Yulia, indifference of the universe, mathematics and circulation.

Artemy? Love, the past, faith.

Daniil? Spite, the future, science.

Clara? life and death, stasis, magic.

Think about the basics of the basic building blocks making your OC, what resides at the root of the tree? It doesn't have to be three, it can be as many as you want.

And since we talk regularly, feel free to send me concepts and ramble about your OC in dm! I'd love to try and help you with the sheet as well.

God you made a plague doctor-er assistant of one and NEVER showed me? Betrayal, agony, mistrust. Jail. Jail for squirrel for 1000 years.

Sim OC pictures NOW or you're staying there.

Thank you for the offer for me to ramble about my OC, how could I ever refuse it.

For patho, I don't have any defined named ones. I just jump from concept to concept and reinvent a new person each time.

Rn I'm thinking about an OC that's part of the inquisiton.

Okay so, we never see how Aglaya dies, correct? And it's a little suspicious that the army stopped the train immediately after her attempted escape with Artemy, as if someone tiped them off.

So I thought, what if I made an OC that was the person who did that, the one who killed Aglaya.

Now we need a motive, why?

They're also part of the inquisiton, but they're still in training if it makes sense? They haven't earned the inquisitor title, authority, or privileges yet. They need a way to prove themselves, a first case to show their abilities.

That's where the town and the plague come into place, if they solve it, it will definitely earn them respect and a title.

They need to keep Aglaya alive until the very end before they kill her themselves in order to take all the credits for curing the plague instead of having to share it with her.

Now we have a motive and a goal. What's their personality like.

Manipulative, clever and cunning with an innocent facade.

They want you to think they're your friends so they can use you. They want the other healers to confide in them so they may steal their research. Coming from the capital and looking very cute, it's so easy to underestimate them and buy into their enthusiastic kind facade.

They have no shame, they will lie cheat and constantly play the victim. Spin false tales to make themselves look better, pretend to help only to sabotage instead, like a fox with no good intentions.

Why are they like that?

Well, the inquisiton takes kids from when they're young and raises them. This character stood out bc of their lying ability, inventing trophies they pretend to win at school for their parents to praise them, inventing sad stories for the teachers at school in order to raise their grades. The inquisiton simply nurtured these traits.

I'm not sure if I want to make them a healer or a side character.

For now, I want them to be so used to lying all the time that they eventually realise they forgot their true self. Who they are, what is even the truth anymore. They can't tell if they genuinely like a person or are simply pretending.

Also, I like the idea of them protecting Aglaya from all the assassination attempts by the army, only to end up being the one to kill her.

#♧🐿 anon #♧jailed 🐿 anon #♧Other's OCs #♧character study

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neodracunyan · 5 months ago

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Mecha SMG5 (SMG5 x FNAF 3)

A robot duplicate of SMG5 made by the CEO of Afton Robotics himself, William Afton, who is wrongly accused of being a murder of the missing children and ended up dead in a springlock suit and became the infamous Springtrap. When he saw Y/n aka SMG5 and Mario fell victim to the real culprit of the murders, Mr. Winkle, Springtrap created two robot bodies of the Comedic Duo for their souls to possess so they can get their real bodies back from Mr. Winkle and the Purple Guy (Later Toxictrap and Leantrap).

After the Comedic Duo, Tails Doll, Luigi and Springtrap managed to defeat Mr. Winkle and Purple Guy and the Comedic Duo got their bodies back as Springtrap and the Phantom Animatronics became members of the SMG5 gang.

As for the robot versions of the Comedic Duo, they both soon gained sentience during the event where SMG4 gang forced the entire FNAF Animatronics (from the entire Ultimate Custom Night roster) as the Robotic Duo later joined the SMG5 family as they have no intention of killing them since they were both created by William Afton as they both see him as their creator and father figure.

#fandom #fanart #horror #oc fanart #fanfiction #reader insert #fnaf fandom #fnaf 3 #smg4 mario #smg4 fanart #smg5 #animatronics #smg4 x fnaf #crossover

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walking-fnaf-encyclopedia · 11 months ago

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guys what if charlie possessed the puppet in the silver eyes and henry also made the fake her wouldnt that be really fucked up. her soul was out there but he didnt know and he put his idea of her into dolls and robots and made her toys. do you think little robot charlie ever met her?

do you think elizabeth ever met her? do you think liz ever met charlies soul in the puppet, do you think they wouldve liked each other? realized they both got hurt? got fucked up? do you think the “real” charlie - the robots henry made - wouldve gotten along with them?

do you think, in a perfect world, they could find comfort in each other?

i think yeah, maybe.

#i should make an au about this methinks #charlie trio au #charlie triplets au #<-maybe one of those?#idk lol #x #x chatter

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wirewitchviolet · 1 year ago

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So I just watched every Child’s Play movie and now I’m going to talk about them.

A few recent conversations with people have lead to me picking up some weird trivia notes about the Child’s Play/X of Chucky movies (and the recent TV series based on them), and as luck would have it, almost all of them are on Tubi right now, the one streaming service that still seems usable, and since they’re honestly on the very short list of ‘80s horror classics I never got around to, why not marathon through all seven and blog about it? Also before I do the whole “continued below the fold” thing can I just note real quick both that the later entries are surprisingly queer, so, on topic for the month, and that every single sequel, spinoff, whatever is written by the author of the original screenplay, and this series is practically the only thing on his IMDB page. You don’t see that sort of writer-controlled franchise basically ever.

Child’s Play (1988) is, of course, an evil doll movie. That’s kind of its own whole subgenre, and honestly does a pretty good job of elevating itself from what that generally entails. The absolute first thing we see on screen is the backstory here, where a police detective is trying to gun down a serial killer, who as just sort of a random thing (at least until later when he goes back to the witch doctor he learned it from to complain) has a magic soul transfer spell he’s apparently really itching to use, what with the having been caught for all the murders and all. He can’t find anyone to body jack, but ends up pinned under a pile of these very My Buddy style jumbo dolls and gives it a shot. I feel like this opening was probably a studio mandate thing, or at least a late addition, because otherwise the movie plays things real close to the chest about the whole thing.

We have this YOUNG (6 year old actor) kid who gets the possessed doll as a late birthday present after his struggling single mom buys it from a shady guy on the street who swiped it from the deadly shootout scene, and he talks about things the doll says to him, but we never actually see the conversations and without the intro you could totally play this up as a misdirect that we’ve got some sort of evil child here. You’d figure we’d be doing the whole thing where the kid is trying to tell everyone the doll is evil and nobody’s listening, but mostly he just gets to be a cute latchkey kid kept somewhat in the dark on this, and before we even really have a decent body count or string of suspicious things, his mother actually just notices she never put the batteries in the thing, so even the standard squeeze me and hear catch phrases talking doll stuff he’s done shouldn’t actually be possible.

She does a whole lot of worrying about how if either she or her latchkey kid explain this, CPS is probably going to get involved, but eventually confides the whole “hey this doll I got my kid might be possessed and responsible for some recent deaths” thing with the detective looking into things, who is just super relieved because he was actually already going down that road and also didn’t want to say anything that absurd, and then things just kinda rush to a conclusion after the aforementioned witch doctor check-in gives us the rest of our lore for these early entries. Turns out if you pop your soul into a plastic doll (or presumably other inanimate object), first off your only option for bouncing out is the first person you told your real name to (which he carelessly did with the kid), and also that inanimate body is eventually going to start gradually becoming human and obeying sensible rules like being full of meat and having basic mortality going on, and also this eventually closes that window to jump out. So OK NOW the kid he’d mostly been ignoring is in danger, they burn the doll, shoot it a lot, the end. Impressive animatronics work.

Child’s Play 2 (1990) is... the more by the numbers experience I was expecting the original to be. We start with the reveal that the protagonists of the first movie and second cop who showed up at the end did in fact go public with their story and it got enough buzz that the doll’s manufacturer went to the trouble to gather up what was left of it, do a full rebuild and restore, and test things out to put any sort of possession rumors to bed, and we also find out that oh, actually that looming concern over the whole first movie actually WAS totally valid, and the kid was dumped into the foster care system (which does not come off in a good light here at all) “while his mother recovers.” That’s the last mention of her we ever get too, so presumably she’s just locked in some psych ward indefinitely or something, which is pretty damn dark.

Quick tangent here- So the doll itself is “a Good Guys doll,” and while at no point in the series do we really go in too deep on this, Good Guys is apparently some sort of Care Bears-like cartoon that aired for a bit before getting the merch out, and part of the gimmick is while the dolls all otherwise have the same appearance and stock dialog, they all have different names (or at least a wide pool of names), and like... this is somehow the one thing I can’t suspend my disbelief over. Like yeah it’s a neat gimmick that you don’t know what your specific doll’s name is until you first put batteries in, but you are leaving so much money on the table not encouraging kids to collect the whole cast. And like, there’s a pre-existing show right? Shouldn’t they all have unique character designs from that alone? Also other Good Guys dolls keep showing up in the sequels, 2 here has one already in the house that Chucky replaces, but aside from a quick gag of having to pause to remember what name to say here, the unique name thing never actually ends up mattering, so it’s weird to introduce it.

But yeah, kid’s in foster care, so NOW we have parents who don’t believe him about the whole killer doll thing and wonder if he’s doing messed up stuff like you’d figure. They’re also taking care of a girl named Kyle who’s super jaded about the whole getting bounced around from home to home thing and talking about being abused in a lot of them and such, and she kinda becomes our co-protagonist here. This one WOULD end up pretty boring except I want to say the last third of the movie is this big extended climax in the doll factory and they just really go all out with weird creativity. Lots of hazardous conveyor belts and molten plastic and machines shoving limbs and eyeballs in. They have a ton of fun with it and it really sticks with you. They also cash in on that “doll eventually becomes more human” thing for some really incongruous gore as Chucky gets just horrifically mutilated and rendered into an indistinct mass. Good stuff.

Child’s Play 3 (1991) is the one entry in the series that’s just kinda more of the same. We’re jumping forward a decade or so with the toy company deciding to finally clean up the again really impressively grotesque aftermath of that second movie’s climax and start making these dolls again. Feels a bit early to be doing the retro ‘80s toy line thing but I guess it’s just a forward thinking movie like that. Anyway some of Chucky’s blood leaks out into the main molten plastic vat as they’re using a crane to remove his remains from the floor so he’s kinda reborn as the first new doll off the line, kills the CEO, and tracks down the kid, who’s just been transferred to military school, because the foster care system still sucks. Bit weird how Kyle’s not addressed at all, after the ending of 2 pretty strongly implied she was just going to go raise the kid off he grid somewhere, but here we are. Generic military school/bullying stuff, 16 year old kid. There is a point where Chucky realizes wait this is technically a new doll he’s possessing and that first person he tells his name to bit presumably got a reset, so he’s trying to possess this other kid (who I don’t buy as young enough to be into this doll, especially when he’s at a military school). We switch settings to this super elaborate haunted house ride at a nearby amusement park for the climax which is kind of fun, but it’s no doll factory... and even the writer doesn’t care much for this one. We are out of steam, trilogy over.

Bride of Chucky (1998) eventually picks things back up and just kinda goes “screw it, we’re capital-C Camp horror-comedy now.” We’re also doing a lot of retconning. Soul transferring now requires this magic amulet, and we’re no longer doing the doll-slowly-becomes-human thing. We ARE doing the doll-is-full-of-meat-and-blood thing though. We’re also saying before the original movie Chucky had a girlfriend (played by Jennifer Tilly, this will be relevant later) who was also a big fan of murder and broadly in on it, and while it took her a bit (or not? I’m figuring 2 took place immediately after 1, but then we skipped forward 10 years for 3, and now this is actually a decade from the original and mentions the dolls having been a thing back in the ‘80s, so the math gets weird here), she found all the Chucky bits after he was tossed into an industrial fan in 3, stitched them together, and casts a spell to revive him.

Long story short they have a very hot and cold relationship going, where at first the plan is hey, let’s restore Chucky’s humanity and go get his crime spree money, but then they have a fight, she locks him in a care, he kills her and magic rituals her into a similar doll, they fight some more, then eventually decide to just find some random couple to body jack and go back to being human. Contrary to the title they don’t actually get married at any point, but do get engaged, and the audience is challenged with the fact that at some point (while, again, both are dolls, but remember they ARE full of meat, so this makes SOME sense) they have sex, she gets pregnant, and the big ending sting after they start squabbling again, ruin the body stealing plan, and get shot for their trouble, she gives birth to this weird doll baby who we see pouncing on someone who approaches the scene later. Also I don’t know if it’s coming across from this summary but there’s very little in the way of slasher stuff here. It’s like, 90% wacky unhealthy relationship banter by volume.

Seed of Chucky (2004) picks up from THAT ending somehow, and after a big ol’ CGI montage of where murder doll babies come from goes into this narration from the perspective of the hideous doll baby from the end of the last one, who has since grown up somewhat and is actually very nice and polite and was actually just giving a big hug to that person in that stinger. Anyway after years of working as a fake ventrilloquist’s dummy, and going off the assumption of being Japanese because apparently having Made in Japan stamped on your wrist is a genetically inheritable trait for living dolls (and extra weird because I’m pretty sure the doll Chucky was possessing at the time was made in the factory from 2 and that was explicitly in Chicago), the spooky doll child who is our protagonist learns they’re making a movie about the events of Bride of Chucky and sees the same wrist stamp on the prop version of Chucky in that. So, off to the set to do a magic ritual and bring the actual sophisticated animatronic movie props used for in-universe versions of these movies to life, harnessing the souls of those dead murder parents and yeah this all works out somehow. And now it’s time to get super meta.

From here we have two plot threads going. The one with the kid, and one where Chucky’s love interest is struck by how amazing the casting it is that they got Jennifer Tilly to play her for this movie, both because she sounds just like her and she looks just like she did before she got turned into a doll, and also because she and several other people in this movie as an odd running gag thought she was really good in the Wachowski’s first movie, Bound. So the bulk of this movie’s actual plot is this evil murder doll plotting to possess her own voice actress and that’s just great. The plan is also to get whoever’s she’s dating as a host for Chucky (initially real world rapper Redman and later her limo driver), and to artificially inseminate her with... the title of the movie to get a human (or, more human anyway?) baby for the kid to possess. Long story short this actually does work out except for Chucky stopping at the last minute and realizing that this is very ridiculous, and being some limo driver dating an actress isn’t as cool as being a famous killer doll, so screw the whole thing. Oh and then gets dismembered by his own child with an axe after a goofy martial arts battle, because it’s kind of a tradition for every movie to end with Chucky’s gruesome dismemberment.

Then the other half of the plot is these two being parents to this child who they each project their own gender onto and who personally never really gave the matter much thought, and they straight up go all Ed Wood fighting over whether to call them Glen or Glenda. The child in question eventually says something along the lines of “I do like being a boy, but I also like being a girl, can I just be both?” which scores some pretty serious points for progressiveness for 2004, but then kind of immediately loses them by kinda playing this up as a split personality thing and getting the tidy (for some value thereof) solution of Jennifer Tilly actually having twins, so hey, just possess both these babies and actually be a boy and a girl. But like, put a pin in that one.

Oh and fun trivia. I suspected this on my own and wikipedia confirms it with quotes. Going full camp for Bride and casting one of the women from Bound basically pushed the whole series over some sort of queer event horizon, which the writer was OK with because hey, he’s openly gay. This movie had to switch studios because the first thought it was “too gay,” and he just kinda doubled down from here on out. Like I don’t think any straight characters, major or minor, get introduced from here on out.

Curse of Chucky (2013) took another decade to come out and went straight to video. Which, you know, reread that last paragraph, and while we are just making everyone gay now, it seems our writer and now also director realized he flew too close to the sun with the high camp duology and we’re back to doing the standard evil doll thing, terrorizing a new family, with the actual real life daughter of Brad Dourif (who plays Chucky and was also Wormtongue in the Lord of the Rings movies and the guy with the giant eyebrows in the ‘80s Dune) as the lead, she’s in a wheelchair due to Chucky attacking her mother while she was pregnant back before the whole doll thing happened, and we’ve kinda got a back to finish the job sort of setup, with this whole extended family in a big house getting bumped off and gradually piecing together there’s something up with this doll someone mailed to the main character’s niece.

This is the one entry in the series that didn’t do anything for me. It goes a bit nasty and gory on the kills which previous movies kind of just saved for big awful Chucky deaths oddly enough. It doesn’t have the high camp energy of the previous couple either and I miss it. Someone pointed out to me that it is interesting how it manages a really good fake out and absolutely comes across as a straight up reboot until a good ways in, at which point Chucky takes off some patch-overs hiding the scars from being sewn back together in Bride and giving a bit of a speech that basically amounts to “oh no absolutely everything is still canon actually. There’s just more to my life than stalking the one kid and dealing with my unstable girlfriend.” Also this one ends with a post-credits scene I literally found out existed just now when looking up release dates because Tubi kept jumping right into the next movie as credits started, and it’s kind of important to see for that one to make even a little sense, as Chucky mails himself to the kid from the original movies, and hey he also gets a phone call from his mother, so OK either she did get let out of wherever eventually or he got adopted by someone decent. Nice to learn. Also nice to learn this actor didn’t get messed up from staring in a horror movie when he was just freaking six. Anyway he counter-ambushes Chucky with the big ol’ rifle he has because I mean 3′s still canon.

Cult of Chucky (2017) is the last movie in the series... because it’s setting the stage for the TV series. And by “setting the stage for the TV series” I mean it just kinda does the screenwriting equivalent of dumping a whole bin of legos on the floor and leaving it for someone else to clean up. Makes this honestly just a complete mess of a movie (especially coming in without seeing that post-credits scene) but honestly it was probably the right call. Unlike most other things following the trend of adapting an ‘80s horror series to a serialized TV show, we didn’t actually have a big sloppy mess of lore and confusing continuity and unaccounted for characters, so yeah, make a big mess of things and spend a season or two cleaning it up, sure.

Basically the protagonist from Curse ends up institutionalized because... she was kind of the sole survivor of that one and insisting a doll killed everyone, but it’s not really plausible she did it because the house it takes place in isn’t all that wheelchair accessible. So we have this whole cast of other committed people here to be... not great portrayals of mental illness (but I mean, I’ve seen much worse) and give us some victims to run through, and a super awful corrupt hypnosis and sexual assault-y head of the place. And like, the tone of these last two is such that when she learns Chucky is actually there she tries to kill herself and Chucky then discovers this and sews her wrist back up. Not a fan.

Thing is though we’re cutting away now and then to the kid from the original trilogy interrogating the half-exploded and severed head of Chucky as was mailed to him in that post-credits scene, while Chucky is running around the mental hospital, and the eventual explanation for that is he found lessons online on how to possess multiple dolls at once. Also people. And by the end of the thing we’ve got 3 Chucky dolls running around (plus the interrogation head), plus our protagonist is possessed, and for good measure Chucky’s girlfriend still possessing actress Jennifer Tilly is in the mix, and original kid had a... poorly thought out big hero plan that just kinda lead to him being locked in a padded cell. And yeah, as a starting point for a TV series, sure, I’m good with this. Oh and this also had a post-credits scene I missed, where Kyle from 2 shows up to torture the head. Glad she’s still around.

So that’s the whole series, aside from, you know, The Series, which I am quite tempted to watch now if I can get my hands on it, and the ACTUAL reboot with Mark Hamill and Aubrey Plaza where it’s less possessed doll and more evil smart home setup. Although that’s STILL the original writer and I hear it’s actually quite good, just, yeah, access issues here.

Speaking of the series though, that pin I put in the whole Glen/Glenda thing? While I haven’t watched the show what first sent me down this rabbit hole was catching references to Chucky having a queer kid and while I’m pretty sure Seed of Chucky had its heart in the right place with... let’s be blunt, bad execution, having 20 years to learn how to do better apparently the show just freaking quadruples down with it, and both of the twins they possess at the end of that grow up to be nonbinary, are played by a nonbinary actor, do the whole they/them pronoun badge thing, and for good measure Glen has a more femme look than Glenda. And yeah both their parents are actively cool with this, so, you know, that’s just cool.

As is this series on the whole, really? I’m kind of surprised. I don’t like slashers, generally speaking, which these definitely are except the super campy entries in the middle. But they’re pretty clever and fun, and like, Chucky works way better as an actual character than other slasher villains tend to. Some people find Freddy Krueger fun but like... go watch the first movie again. That backstory is too irredeemable for me to watch you do improv while killing kids. Most others are just silent killing machines. Chucky though, despite the whole magically possessing a doll thing, is Just This Guy. Like yeah he kills people with little to know provocation, but he’s got this schlubby put upon working class guy from New Jersey who just kinda got caught up in a weird situation thing going on. Plus I’m easily charmed by good practical effects and damn is that doll rig impressive.

Oh yeah I keep writing these giant posts and then forgetting to plug my Patreon at the end. I know people don’t like plugs but apparently this blog is now how I survive and I’m not doing a super great job of it. The sooner I get back to the point where my rent and utilities are properly covered the sooner I can stop spending most of my time begging and do stuff interesting enough to write about.

#child's play #chucky

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maguro13-2 · 10 months ago

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The Dark Beginnings ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 0 Epilogue ~

[Can Still See the Light - Fumie Kumatani]

Kireek : You're hardly welcome that I helped the rookie, Rupika, to finish the job for me.

Ashley : You are...

Kireek : Kireek the Hucast, you can call me the Black Hound, cause I was created to work with the Good Guys and we were helping a rookie like Ash and Bernie who were students at the time when they were hunters. The Government sent me on a distress call to whether Rico and Flowen were dead, turns out they were demised or possessed by the hands of Dark Falz, Lore like these were very dark at the moment.

Rupika : Dark Lore you say? Well, I haven't do much of any lore there is, but did anyone know that some things are always important to that lore stuff. Something Dark, something gruesome?

Kimial Diehl : Although. We did heard that the Space Colony ARK incident ended about two years before a second explosion occured in Japan. The capital city, Tokyo, was literally damaged by an explosion caused by Shattered Resonance.

Kireek : Obviously. We know who caused the triggering Shattered Resonance and caused the second explosion in Japan that is Tokyo, you were the one that is responsible for that destruction.

Kimial Diehl : Yes, that was me. Possibly, I don't know what's gonna happen to Rico and Flowen, would they ever be reincarnated as one entity that is a child they had?

Eruka Frog : That's a weirdness in the book, might be an Age Gap thing. It could be Endu the Humar. How's that sound for a cup of tea, but I believe that Maka's Mother was a doll to set this one up.

Kimial Diehl : So you see, we would guranteed that PSO lives in the one of the other servers since the officials wanted them to shutdown in due to extreme amount of money that they cut out allowance. At least, not forget, I get a little angry when I eat some left overs from the kitchen or probably take outs from those cafe and restaurants. Deathbucks coffee and death dollars, that' a not real thing in the American economy. But I believe that Starbucks is a coffee place from Seattle and Death City got sued over with it's Kyoketsu-themed merchandise. The Soul Eater franchise that Square Enix mentioned is about to be rigged in the most foreshadowing way.

Rupika : Right. Which is why we eateries at Pioneer 2. Although, machines don't eat the food, because they're robots and they don't have a digestive system. But elves do. And you're right, I smell fishy about Soul Eater, that manga that was about foreshadowing it's rigged franchise from Bones.

Ashley : Sounds right. Soul Eater would have a rigged TV show, rigged video games and rigged merchandise. All things for Soul Eater to have is rigged. Operation Baba Yaga Castle was a no good for DWMA, since a time traveling entity used Chaos Control to warp into your world. I wonder who did it?

Rupika : You're about to find out why.

"Later..."

[The Last Scene - Fumie Kumatani]

Ashley : Well, this is out one way to ticket to out of here. I hope the chief will do something right for us in the meantime. Since the mission was interrupted by that Time Traveling entity that used Chaos Control, we don't what happened if the mission was a success.

Kimial Diehl : But I'm glad that we finally making it back to HQ in the real world. Finally Episode 1 of this game is done for, guess Rico's spirit is free and Flowen will might wait for her to see her at the monument. Guess the reincarnation do come in handy with that Isekai stuff that everyone was talking about. Speaking of which, Jacqueline O'Lantern Dupre must've left this place when we defeated the big bad of PSO. But I'm sure she's out there for me, waiting for me to come home.

Ashley : Kimial, what did you forget something?

Kimial Diehl : Oh! Umm... Nothing much. It's something that I had something left in my heart. Although, I was not interested in boys or anything. But I was interested in girls that are at least the type that I've known.

*BEEPING*

Kimial Diehl : What's this? An email? Is it from Jacqueline O'Lantern Dupre?

Ashley : No, but it could be something. And I believe it's from Penny. What does it say.?

Kimial Diehl : Let me see? (reads the note) "Dear, Ashley and Kimial. This is Penny Crygor and the Majo Detective's heard the whole thing. The media heard that the terrorist organization Arachnophobia was really a rigged facade all along and there were multiple reports saying that Ansem was involved with the terrorists attacks. Which means we got something for Majo Detectives like you for a special announcement. Due to your efforts on stopping the Arachnophobia faction that is a facade to the heartless, the case is now completely closed."

Ashley : So I guess the mission was a success after all, we might congratulate our selves for completing it. Operation Baba Yaga was a complete success for the detectives. Although, Ansem got away and find out what were his whereabouts on finding the Kusakabe legacy destroyed or be corrupted by the power of darkness itself. We may never know what will happen to the legacy itself.

Eruka Frog : Hmmm...I guess so. Maybe I got too carried away that I was villain that is part of the story, But I guess I wasn't on the Bad Guy side. Maybe I'll stick to good guys that are on their side, whether I will be joining the Majo Detective Force to fight against crime and villainy from dangerous threats that you detectives are the true peacekeeping forces. So, umm, I'll stick with you guys for now. But I gotta return to meet Mizune, My friends are waiting for me to come back to the Southern lands.

Ashley : Yeah, Let's all go home.

Kimial Diehl : Of course. Home to my girlhood home! Off to salem...(the portal leading to the Real World is opened(

Rupika : Hey, Kimial! (Kimial stops before leaving to the portal) Take care of yourself, hero!

Kimial Diehl : Yeah, you betcha. Best friends to the end?

Rupika : And may best wishes to be on your travels. (fist bumps) Goodbye, Kimial! Hope we meet again, soon.

Kimial Diehl : Yeah, you too!

Jacqueline O'Lantern Dupre : Kimial!

Kimial Diehl : Jacqueline! (hugs hers romantically) Jacqueline!

Jacqueline O'lantern Dupre : Kimial. Come on, love. Let's go home. Together.

Kimial Diehl : (nods) Right. (two hold hands together and starts walking to the portal as Rupika and the main characters)

Rupika : Yeah. Hope we meet again soon. I'm sure there will be a better tomorrow for their world, and their world might be their key to what the future holds. No matter what happens to them, we'll keep on winning.

"Meanwhile..."

Crona : I'm all alone. There's no one who could take care for me. My own mother was a heartless and I'm still a human. Why was I created to carry out death and destruction? Why should I do everything what these heartlesses told me destroy what? A world created by the devil named Shinra. I wouldn't think that I have no love for a human that I feel so alone. (door opens)

Crona (?) : Hello, twin. Nice to see you being imprisoned by those heartless. The Gorgon Witch Trio wouldn't suspect Sammy Lawerence's intentions. But it's good that we got her out of the way and she was never really your mother, all those lies were used by Heartless to manipulate others and orders them to destroy the whole planet and would easily open the door to darkness. I'm sure you promised that it would never hurt a fly or the fly that will be squashed like you. Tortured by the heartless, creatures of the darkness.

Crona : So you knew everything about that, Brother? Are the Gorgon Sisters really ever going to be brought back to Justice? Will it ever set me free from the dangers of what I become, Lawrence?

Crona Lawrence : Correct, and Sammy is your father. Don't expect any mercy from the reaches of Heartless like her. No will ever destroy the legacy of the Ink Demon, not even the Kusakabe's will that anyone will break free from it's chains. Hope and Despair, Light and Darkness, conflicts from the same universe as Fire and Soul shall cease from it's existence, and we are the ones that really wanted to wake up to reality. Everything for the Ink Demon's power. Come, my twin. We will teach Ansem and those heartless a lesson that will never forget. You have much to learn to show your full potential. With the Ink Demon's blood in our hands, we will destroy the Kusakabe Legacy from it's very foundation. We Ink Demons are alive and immortalize, We are the creations and they are the traitors. There will never be a vaccine to cure for the dirty needs. And when they will build our machine...

Crona : They die tonight. (shows an evil grin)

"Bendy...We will await for your return!"

" THE INK DEMON'S ORGINS CONTINUES! "

Kimial Diehl : Wait! Something's not right! Chapter 0 isn't over yet! There's still one mystery to be solved! Let's go to the Final Prologue!

Me : Oh, right! Sorry about that! Off to the Final Prologue! So here you go!

[EXTRA ZONE - Hideki Naganuma]

"THE FINAL PROLOGUE BEGINS!"

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ghostbustersreborn · 2 years ago

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Chapter 1.

1985

"Excuse me, we're here to see a man about a ghost!"

The Ghostbusters were called into work as per usual one evening. They had brought Tara along, one because she wouldn't stop pestering them about it and two because she was a Ghostbuster in training.

They all looked in shock to see that there were a party of ghosts here. Not, something they were used to.

"Gosh, fellas. I don't think they're happy to see us." Peter commented.

"Easy, Venkman there's a lot of them." Egon warned.

"I'll say! I don't think I've ever seen this many ghosts in the same place at the same time." Ray said, stunned.

"Maybe, it's like a ghost convention?" Winston guessed.

"Or a séance?" Tara put in.

"A séance? They're all dead." Peter said.

"Not that it matters. We got plenty of room for everyone." Winston said as he and Ray threw out the traps.

"It's..It's.." One ghost stammered.

"The.. The.." Another ghost stammered.

"Go ahead, guys say it. It'll help you feel better, really." Peter encouraged before he shot at them with his proton gun.

"The Ghostbusters!" The two ghosts finally said as they were sucked into the traps.

"Hard way it is." Said the main looking mafia boss ghost.

Tara's nose bled. She let out a small moan, when a wave of pain shot through her entire body.

Egon sent her a worried look. He knew it wasn't a good idea to take her with them.

In the corner of Peter's eye, he saw the mafia ghost head straight for him.

"Uh, guys? Little he-" He was cut off by the mafia boss taking possession of his body.

Expect, this time. Peter had a literal out of body experience, he was a ghost this time but without being actually dead.

"Daddy!" Tara shouted.

"All right, now here's how this goes!" Fake Peter said. "Yer pal here belongs to me now. That makes Johnny on Da spot."

"Venkman?" Egon exclaimed.

"Dad?" Tara whimpered.

"I don't believe it! I think we're witnessing a case of otherworldly poesssion." Ray said, sounding excited.

"Gee, Ray. Try not to look so worried." Ghost Peter said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Tara couldn't see her father, but she could sense him. She felt a little better knowing he was somewhat still here with them.

"Peter, can you hear me? Are you in there?" Egon spoke into the PKE meter in front of the possessed Peter.

"Get that tinker toy outta my mug!" The ghost slapped Egon across the face. "Like I said, I'm the boss now so put yer little pop guns down. Otherwise, yer friend and I are takin a little jump out the nearest window." He threatened.

"You wouldn't dare." Little Venkman growled.

"Oh, I would doll. I would." He smirked.

"Leave her alone." Real Ghost Peter hissed. "And could you guys hurry it up? This is getting just a little trippy. I feel I should be singing Ina-Godda-Da-Vida or something." He pleaded.

"Egon, this is serious stuff." Ray stated.

"According to Benedict's guide to possession and exorcism-" "I read that chapter, Ray. A soul forcibly displaced from its living host-" "Must quickly regain itself lest it be lost forever to the dark void of despair."

Tara gulped.

"None of this is good, is it?" She asked them.

"No. Most certainly not." Egon confirmed.

She gulped again.

"Hey, all that studying paid off, Doctor Zeddemore!" Ray praised him.

"What is it you want with my dad?" Tara turned their attention back onto the ghost.

He ignored her.

"You got any of my crew in them traps of yours, I want 'em sprung." He ordered.

"Come on, fellas! Time to make the donuts!" Peter stressed.

Peter's soul started to deteriorate.

"Act fast. Yer friend don't have much time left. (Tara's eyes widened.) I can hear him, Y'know. He's screamin' like a little girl." He claimed.

"That's a total lie! Everyone knows I sound like a big girl when I.."

*blip*

And Real Peter was gone. To, God knows where..

Tara could no longer sense her father's presence and that worried her the most.

"Daddy?" She whimpered.

She felt lightheaded.

"He's got us over a barrel. For Venkman's sake, we better do what he says." Ray settled.

Tara nodded, agreeing with him.

"I'll open the traps." Egon offered.

"Hold up. I've got a better idea." Winston said, rolling up his sleeves.

He stepped over to him.

"Sorry, Peter, It's for your own good." He said as he popped him in the jaw.

He fell to the floor, unconscious.

"Get your proton packs ready." Winston directed. "Thanks to Venkman's glass jaw, this jerk's got nowhere to go but out."

"Nice work, Winston! A Little excessive but still.." Ray complimented him.

Tara stared at her father with tears in her eyes.

This one really hurt.

Like, really bad.

The ghost flew out of Peter's body.

They shot at him with their netruona wands, Tara stood in the front. Determined to get the first shot, in honor of her father.

"You creeps don't know who yer missing with!" Claimed the ghost.

He fell off the building.

"Dammit!" Winston huffed.

"But yer gonna learn!" He yelled before disappearing.

Once everything had gone quiet, Tara ran to Peter's side.

Blood from Winston's hit remained on the side of his mouth. His eyes were wide open, but Tara saw no life to them.

A fresh set of tears ran down her face just as Egon went to go check on Peter himself.

"He got away. How's Venkman?" Zeddemore reported.

"He's alive but other than that-" He paused taking another look at Peter's state. "I can't believe I'm saying this but... I don't know."

Twenty Minutes Later.

They made it back to the firehouse.

Ray and Winston helped get Peter's body out of the ECTO.

"Easy, Ray, go slow." Spengler advised him.

"Sorry, sorry. It's all dead weight, he's heavier than he looks." Ray said.

Tara winced. "Dead?" She stuttered out.

"Well, I wouldn't say dead exactly." Egon corrected him.

"Sorry, sweetie. Poor choice of words." Stantz apologized.

Tara nodded, she looked down.

"He's still breathing." Egon confirmed. "But Venkman's RK variances are completely flatlined. It's like he's somehow.. empty."

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Ray asked him.

"I-oof- (They placed Peter in Egon's arms.) Need to compile more data before we can be sure of anything. Come on, let's get him inside."

Tara was upstairs with Egon, checking on Peter.

He had electrodes stuck all over his body and a headpiece to check his brainwaves on his head.

It was now midnight and there had been no change to Peter's current state.

Every twenty minutes, Tara would get up to check her father's pulse. Luckily, he still had one so she didn't have to worry any further about being an orphan.

She laid her head on Peter's shoulder, she wanted nothing more than her father's snarky comments right about now.

And his head rubs, he always gave the best head rubs.

She sniffled.

This was all taking a toll on her.

"Egon? Tara? You two awake?" Winston came into the room. "Wanted to let you know, I stored the ones we caught below. Four in total, the rest got away." He informed. "Peter hanging tough?"

"Great. Thank you, Winston." Egon said.

He leaned over and forced open one of his eyelids to check if the pupils were dilated at all.

"Ray's at the library, doing some research. We'll know more when he gets back. There's pizza in the kitchen, if you're hungry." He went.

"I'll pass, my stomach feels like a lead balloon right now." Winston declined.

"Tara, I recommend you get some rest." Egon turned to her.

"I-I can't. Not without my dad. I just want him to be okay." She begged.

Egon knew not to argue with her any further. This was rough for her. They didn't know if he was dead or alive, his soul was out there somewhere and there was no way they knew where it could be. So, he knew bed simply wasn't the best option for her. At least not right now.

"How about if we shake him really hard? Maybe, he'd snap out of it?" He suggested.

"Not a bad idea, Winston. But the problem is, I don't think he's here to snap out of anything." He claimed.

Winston took a seat in the empty chair next to Egon.

"It goes back to that quotation from Benedict's guide that Ray mentioned. Venkman's soul was displaced." Egon started. "Without his body anchoring him to our physical world, his spirit must have been pulled somewhere else." He ruled out.

"That's a relief. Deep down, I was worried I hit him too hard." He sighed of relief.

Spengler shown a light into Pete's mouth.

"I don't think King Kong could hit him that hard, Winston." He was certain of. "Hmm. Remind me to tell Venkman he needs to floss more." He asked of either of them.

"So... This "Dark Void of Despair." You figure, that's where his spirit disappeared to, then?" He changed the subject.

Egon took off his glasses as he went into thought. "I hope not. The Dark Void of Despair doesn't sound like any kind of place, I'd like to visit."

"I'd rather visit my birth source than have my soul be trapped in the dark void." Tara cracked a joke.

The Dusk Before Dawn.

Tara, Winston, and Ray were all sat at the table finishing up some pizza.

"Huh. Guess I was hungry after all. Anyone else feeling guilty eating while Venkman.. is.. You know?" Winston asked.

"Thanks for the reminder." Tara said solemnly.

"We've got to keep our strength up. We've got a long road ahead of us if we're going to figure this out." Egon responded.

"Oh! One more thing I learned." Ray remembered.

He grabbed a book off the pile of ones he got from the library. A soda on top fell, spilling its contents.

Usually, Tara would laugh at this encounter but she had nothing in her to emit any positive emotions.

It was like the mafia ghost took her emotions too when he took control of her father's body.

"Easy, Ray. Those tomes are priceless. I'm amazed you even got them out of the library." Spengler advised his friend.

"Yeah, yeah, I hear you. I saw something about this whole "Dark Domain Of Despair." Thing." He recalled. "Where is it, where is it, where.." He skimmed through the pages. "There!" He cried.

The page was of a picture of a strange looking planet with fire surrounding it along with a blue sky and clouds. It was a very strange image..

Tara's brows furrowed in confusion.

"Dark Void of Despair."" Egon read off. "Great work, Ray! It all makes perfect, sense." He praised him.

Ray got up from out of his chair.

"Purgatory, Winston! Venkman's body is still alive but his spirit has been forced out, regulated to the otherworldly realm of-"

He stopped mid sentence when they spotted Peter walk down the stairs and go into the dining room.

"Daddy?" Tara got up from her chair.

"Peter!" Ray exclaimed. "Venkman, You're all right. This is fantastic news!" He rejoiced.

"Yeah, man, we were starting to get-"

Blood ran down her nose.

"That's not dad." She stammered, watching him snatch a slice of pizza and walk on by them.

"Venkman?"

"Something is very wrong here." Egon confirmed as they watched him drop the pizza.

He got on his knees, reaching for his pizza. Once, he retrieved the pie, he got on up and slid down the pole.

"Dad, would've said something by now. Something cocky." Tara was sure of.

"You're right, Tara. He would've." Egon agreed with her.

They went over to the pole.

"That book you found, Ray, did it say anything about this?" Winston questioned.

"Unfortunately, not. I think soulless bodies sleepwalking through the night are covered in volume two." He answered him.

They each slid down the pole.

They watched Peter open the door to the firehouse, where they saw spirits standing outside waiting for him.

"Hurry! We can't let him outside in this condition. Who knows what kind of trouble he could find!" Egon rushed.

"Peter?" Ray called for him as they followed him out the doors.

The sky was an unusual blood red.

Tara gasped when she saw her dad or fake dad standing with an army of ghosts. His eyes glowed red, the same shade as the sky.

"What'd I tell you chuckleheads? Didn't I say you were going to learn?" He asked. "Class is now in session."

Little Venkman's eyes widened when seeing all of the ghosts wielding guns.

"Nice and slow. They may be ghosts but those guns look like the real thing." Spengler directed.

"Poltergeists. Damn their ability to interact with the real world!" Stantz swore.

The army of ghosts crowded around them in a big circle. There was no way out of this one.

Tara held onto Egon for dear life.

"Whatever happened to "I ain't afraid of no ghosts" boys? 'Cuz you all like you're about to wet your pants." He mocked.

"This is bad." Egon stated the obvious.

"No, shit." Tara whimpered.

"I'll distract them. You guys get inside and grab the gear. Move on three." Winston whispered. "One, two.."

He went to go tackle down the fake Peter until the ghosts fired their guns at him. Throwing him to the floor.

He had four bullet holes in his chest and stomach.

"WINSTON!" She screamed.

"Try not to move, Winston. You're going to be okay!" Egon assured him.

Tara felt like throwing up. She never thought once, she'd be seeing one of her family members be shot. Especially, when it was proven ghosts were incapable of hurting mortals..

"..Thought this job.. was supposed to.. be.." His breathing staggered as he uttered out his last word. "..fun.."

Tara felt her blood run cold. His breathing stopped. He was no longer breathing.

He was no longer living.

"Winston? Winston?!" Ray yelled.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Winston?" She whispered out.

Ray turned to the fake Peter, anger seeping through him.

"You killed Winston!" He seethed.

Egon held him back.

"Ray, no!" He struggled.

The fake Peter smirked.

He turned Ray around, having him face him.

"First Venkman, then Winston. These creeps are going to pay for this, Egon!" He growled.

"We'll get them, Ray, I promise. But right now, they're holding all the cards. All we can do is play along." He calmly explained to him.

They turned back around. Mafia ghost's ghost army stood with him now with their guns cocked at the boys.

"What is it you want?" Egon asked him.

"I want world peace. Why? You gonna give it to me?" He teased. "Should'a stuck to Tooth fairies like Gozer, Instead'a sticking your noses in our business. Plenty of room in the pool for everyone 'till you went and screwed it up." He turned to his team. "Boys?"

Egon's eyes widened.

He quickly pulled Tara out of the way before they started firing their weapons at them.

They dropped to the floor, now laying in a pool of their blood next to Winston's body.

Tara's bottom lip trembled.

Was this really reality?

No, it couldn't have been.

This was a dream. A really bad dream. She would wake up any minute now and her family would be fine.

The boys would all be fine.

"This ain't no dream, little girl."

She let out a bloodcurdling scream.

She fell to her knees, tugging at her blonde curls now drenched in the sudden downpour.

"Tara."

Her screams became quiet when she heard a familiar voice.

"Shh, it's okay, I've got you. Daddy's got you."

She felt arms wrap around her and pull her up into their own arms.

"Daddy.." She said in between sobs.

Suddenly, she felt the cold muzzle of a gun being held up against her stomach.

"You really are just a dumb little girl."

The gun went off.

She let out another bloodcurdling scream.

The ghost cackled evilly as it threw her over into the pile of her dead family.

She latched onto Egon as the blood from her stomach poured out onto him.

She sobbed into the crook of his neck as the ghost army started to shoot at her.

Soon, enough she was dead too.

This was game over.

Or was it?

#fanfic #fanfiction #ghostbusters #ghostbusters fanfiction #ghostbusters reborn

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blondrichclosetwitch · 2 years ago

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Out of control on videotape

I never could learn to drink that blood

You’re the one that’s got the key

I know it all was a big joke

Later he’ll be shot for resisting arrest

My fantasy has turned to madness

And all my goodness has turned to badness

My need to possess you has consumed my soul

I will find a way, and I will have you

I will collect you and capture you

You are an obsession

Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me

Are you devils new or are you a spy

I think of you as a target

Here, I've touched the sensitive point

Wait, I will linger on it

It is time to pass to serious things my pretty doll

The more you scream, the deeper I will go into your quicksands

Can you believe that? Sick.

So I died in the back of the cab but I'll be back to haunt them

This thing does not end here

My spirit walks the streets of Brooklyn singing:

Fat children took my life

I say, Let's go, let's go, let's go to this magic wonder show

And I'm walking and crawling and so tired I'm insane and I have a baby boy

she's thinking "I can see So I can sing him a lullaby'

Time and time again I started wars in the heads of men

I'm sent to heal, angels are real

In a world of steel

"Tell me about your

"Cause they seem like very bad men

Well, we want to keep away from

And it's the worst thing they'veseen

As they're all standing around that tree

And I'm so sorry, and I can't stop crying

“I saw you get knocked down and I ran out. I bet your head was spinning with that bright pain…you're stunned. “

All those feelings and fears and all the difficult shit in all those tender years

Your schedule's pretty crazy, doing interviews

I don't think either of us yearns to share the stage

I wish I had covered all my tracks completely 'cause I'm so afraid

I come to ride high on that seasick rolling wave and you know that I am just trying to get out

But you can’t get it down without crying

When I’m dressed in white, send roses to me

Through the mysteries of sight, you can’t get out

Something inside of me talkin'to my fucking brain

I don't know but l.. i think I'm possessed

I've got blood on my hands

I just wanna say that I love you

You have the name of someone I love

Pay the man

Can't see me but I warned you

But I fear it's all just comin' back to

And I fear that it's all just comin' back to me

it ends in darkness

Here is like a soldier home from war with nothing to remember but the shutter of bombs. Will I ever feel like I belong anywhere? There’s only so much you can take. I might never be normal again.

She would meet you there in winter

He’s telling me it’s time to let you go

Barcelona

I don’t have to think I only have to do it the results are always perfect and that’s old news

I cannot see the end of me

Everybody grieves different.

Once in Columbus Ohio someone was harassing me(some guy) so I changed my work name to Jane(for quite a while, tbh)

God be my witness I never shall yield till we come face-to-face

Safe behind bars—this has a story attached

every day was another fish tank and your head swims around

I guess I’d like to move back to the middle again

our head is a Cage and a parrot, it won’t shut up

With this love

Come together

Problems do have solutions, you know*

Too many lovers in one lifetime ain't good for you

You treat me like a vision in the night

1 ain't no vision, I'm the girl who loves you inside and out with my heart hangin' out

Just don’t tell them that you know me

What made it special made it dangerous, so I bury itself

Daddy I won’t forget —-my dyslexia keeps confusing me with yesterday’s numbers, but this Kate bush video with Donald sutherland is just great.

 “I always thought this was about a Vietnam vet who suffered from PTSD and eventually succumbed to madness.” Admittedly I was watching all these seagulls fly in circles while Johnny jewel played, it looks so much better than the human condition. Also in our family, my grandfather was Big Johnny and my brother was Little Johnny, so there’s that.

I step down into sand

Water carries us from here

It’s the year, oh oh, extra super very (this comes from the twist after the lyric “I need human heat”)

Tbh, couldn’t figure maddening cloud out

Every perversion is justified

This is no ordinary love

I knew I'd curse you for the longest time

And when you are young, they assume you know nothing

And that shit is gonna end up being true

Beware of the Diamond Dogs

This go out to C.

I won't stop til we get justice

It's eatin' at my spirit, speakin' for the spirits

Cause you know what you’re doing, when you’re coming back

Can't live another minute bleedin' from my back cause I don't have another one for you to stab

And I don't wanna have another heart attack

I’m sorry, I’m sorry

And I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city

King Solomon's Mines, Exit 75

I'm still alive, I'm still alive

You were wild, where are you now?

Michael

You've got a way to keep me on your side

(Y'all can't fuck with T, baby) (i honestly don’t know I was busy and now I’m tired, goodnight)

#today is a 20/11/02 #a bunker in brooklyn #videotape 1:02

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quinncupine · 4 years ago

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May I request Alpha Bakugo, Midoriya, and Todoroki (seperate) always protecting their Omega reader? How would they react if another alpha tried to claim the omega? Likee hmm say for example the two are walking on the street then another alpha just jumps in and talks about like how attractive reader's scent is and stuff! It is alright if youre not comfortable with writing with this many characters, this ABO au, or this idea in general!

Notes: Hi Anon! I’m so sorry this took longer than expected to do! I promise I didn’t forget you! I don’t really know much about the ABO au so I had to do a bit of research first. I’m not really sure if I landed it though, but I did have fun writing it! It’s always fun to try out something new, so I do hope you enjoy it! I also tried to keep it gender-neutral.

Warnings: Language, mild violence, slight blood, possessive behavior, Alpha-Omega au, drinking-drunken behavior

Word Count: ~2.7K

Wanna request something?

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BAKUGO

Katsuki is the definition of aggressive. It's no surprise he'd be just as aggressive as an Alpha, especially when it came to you. Your mere presence was enough to send him into ultra possessive protective mode.

The two of you were heading back to your shared apartment after one of your weekly date nights. Since he was a pro hero, he didn't often have much free time, so he set aside a specific night each week, just for you. He wasn't the best at showing his love through words, so his actions more than made up for the fact.

A muscled arm wrapped around your waist as the two of you walked through the deserted street. The ground seemed to be swaying a bit, or that might've just been you. One drink too many could do that. Katsuki warned you not to drink so much, but you didn't listen and as much as he complained that he wouldn't carry you home, he still held most of your body weight up by a single firm hand.

"I love you," you cooed, dropping your head into his shoulder with a smile.

His hand tightened around you and a cocky grin spread across his face. "I know."

With a slight pout, you huffed, "say it back."

The tiniest roll of his eyes before he grabbed your chin with his free hand and tilted it up so he could look into your eyes. You were about to question him but his lips silenced you with a deep kiss. "You know I do." He tried to sound annoyed, but you could see straight through it.

He wouldn't be caught dead being this sentimental with you if anyone else was nearby, especially if another Alpha was near. To him, acting like that opened someone up for weakness, and with you on the line, he would never allow that. But since it was just the two of you alone, he allowed himself to show just a slight bit of passion. These little moments were reserved solely for you.

Wrapping your arms around him as much as you could, you let out a heavy sigh with sleepy eyes. The peaceful night air had a bit of a chill to it, but that was nothing compared to the heavenly warmth radiating from his body. That was until you felt his whole person stiffen.

Confused, you looked up. Then the smell hit you. Another Alpha's scent. Even in your hazy state, it smelled overwhelming, intentional…and all-too aggressive. It literally smelled like trouble. You'd had trouble in the past with other Alpha's coming on way too strong, which was one of the reasons why you were so grateful to have found Katsuki. He doesn't put up with any bullshit and isn't afraid to fight others off.

Katsuki's nails dug into your waist, his feet abruptly coming to a stop. Jaw clenched so hard, teeth nearly cracking from the pressure. Ruby-red eyes narrowed into deadly slits. A vicious snarl itching to see some action. It was a sight you were used to seeing from him. Criminals and heroes alike tried to avoid that exact look he was wearing right now.

Plenty of Alpha's had tried to come onto you in the past, but none have been so bold as to outright try to challenge Katsuki, especially in the dead of night on some deserted street. The moment they got a whiff of that dangerous heady scent, dripping with aggression and possessiveness, they immediately backed off. He didn't know the meaning of mercy.

When you turned your head to pinpoint the source of the scent, he twisted around first, swinging you to his back in one easy motion. The street looked empty from where you poked your head around his arm.

"Get lost fuckwad," he growled, "or die."

The shadows shifted and a man clad in loose black clothes that blended into the darkness so well you were having a hard time keeping your eyes on him. It was only when he stepped into the glow of a streetlamp from a block away did you finally see him clearly. He casually crossed his arms behind his head. A way of showing Katsuki that he wasn't threatened in the slightest. Even a full block away the poignant smell of him invaded your nose.

"What a temper on this one," he purred with a sultry charm guised to disarm, a complete contradiction of his hostile scent. "You know babe, you'd be much better off with me."

"Don't fucking talk to them," Katsuki snapped, fingers digging into the fabric covering your arm. "Or I'll kill you."

"It's not worth it," you tugged on his jacket a bit. "Let's just go."

Even as you said it, you knew it was pointless. Katsuki never backs down from a fight. Violence is ingrained in his DNA.

"Gonna take orders from an Omega? At least I know how to keep them in place, like a real Alpha," he smirked, crossing the street. A deep growl rumbled in Katsuki's chest, but the other Alpha ignored it. "Can't you smell it? I could smell their scent three blocks away."

You were on suppressants but alcohol is notorious for diluting their effect and of course, you had to show him up and drink more than him tonight. Was your scent out of control? You didn't think so and Katsuki hadn't said anything about it all night. You couldn't smell it, but if that Alpha had followed you all this way, it must've been strong.

As the Alpha drew closer, you realized just how bulky the man was. He stood taller than Katsuki by almost a foot and that grin stitched into his face was making you nervous. The whole situation was stressing you out so much Katsuki could most likely smell it comes off you in waves. His bright vermillion eyes found yours and he huffed. That instinct to protect was warring with his compulsion for reckless abandon. Before he could say anything, the Alpha made the first move.

With a snap of his teeth, the burly man took off towards Katsuki and Katsuki didn't waste a second. He pushed you back and charged. The two met in a head-on collision. A bright explosion lit up the darkened street with an echoing boom. When the light faded and the smoke cleared, Katsuki stood over his opponent, an angry snarl spilling from his grinning face as he smashed his foot into the Alpha's singed back. What was the phrase? All bark and no bite.

Once he was sure the Alpha was down for the count, he trudged over to you. Without a word, he grabbed your hand and pulled you away. After a few minutes, he deemed it far enough and stopped to pull you into his chest, resting his chin on your head.

"The nerve of these assholes," he muttered, eyes still glaring at the soft shadows surrounding them. He wouldn't feel better until you were back home, under his watchful eye. "You okay?"

"I'm fine," you mumbled into his shirt, closing your eyes with a relieved sigh. "I'm always fine when I'm with you."

MIDORIYA

Izuku isn't a typical Alpha. His demeanor is usually quiet and kind so it always surprised most people to find out he was one. Only making sense when he went into battle mode. The sheer ferocity this guy displays while fighting is one of the most intense things anyone will experience. R.I.P any brave soul that decides to challenge him. He gives it his all, especially if it means protecting someone under his care; namely you.

After leaving the theater (yes, Izuku drags you to each new All Might Movie premier, and no, you don't have a choice in the matter) you lean into him, listening to him gush about every detail the movie had gotten right or horribly wrong. This man was a serious fanboy. His voice was soothing to hear to so you could listen to him prattle on forever if you had your way.

The two of you had almost made it to the car when someone stumbled into you. If Izuku hadn't had his arm around your waist, you would've fallen down with the obviously drunk man. He pulled you away from the drunkard and did a quick check to make sure you weren't hurt before turning his attention to the man. "Hey, are you alright buddy?"

"Dammit!" the man groaned as he crawled back to his feet, swaying from side to side once he made it up. "Watch where you're goin'," he slurred out, lips having a hard time forming the words. Then he sniffed and blinked a few times, focusing on you. "Mmm, you smell good."

Izuku stiffened, subtly stepping in front of you, eyes narrowed. "Your drunk, it's time you went home."

"What's a lovely thing like you doing out so late?" he ignored Izuku entirely, puffing out his chest with a sleazy grin. That's when the scent hit you. Strong, mixed with the smell of alcohol. It made your nose wrinkle in disgust. "Come here doll, I can take good care of ya."

A low rumble vibrated deep within Izuku's chest. A warning. A threat. Most sensible Alpha's would've taken the cue, but this guy was far from anything resembling sense. Izuku is, for the most part, a rational Alpha, but when the drunkard stepped closer to touch you, he lost it.

It was so quick, you almost missed it. Izuku snatched the grimy hand, twisted it which in turn forced the man to twist as well, and sent him flying with a powerful kick to the rear. He kicked him so hard the Alpha flew halfway across the parking lot, landing in a small puddle with a loud splash. It took a moment for him to roll over, body still trying to process what just happened before finally falling back into the puddle with a long-winded groan.

Izuku stood rigid, eyes locked on the Alpha who had curled in on himself. He gnashed his teeth a few times trying to even out his huffy breaths. Small sparks of green electricity quietly crackled off his skin.

"Izuku?" you grabbed one of his fisted hands and pulled it close.

He looked down at you, still trying to calm his racing heart. Izuku didn't like to get like this in front of you and that in itself was making him more upset. But a part of him loved the fact that he could protect you so easily and that you took comfort in that fact.

The Alpha, apparently too drunk to remember what just happened, rolled out of the puddle and back to his feet. His back was dripping wet, but he didn't even seem to notice as he staggered off into the night.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, finally turning to you.

You wrapped your arms around his muscly frame, fingertips just barely meeting on his back. "What're you sorry for? You protected me, didn't you?"

A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Pride swelled in his chest. A slight tinge rushed to his cheeks so he tucked his face into your neck, nuzzling his nose deep into the crook. Your scent was always so calming and he stayed like that for a minute until he remembered you were both still standing outside the car. "Let's go home."

TODOROKI

Shoto is a strong silent Alpha. He's probably the calmest of the three, but that doesn't mean he won't hesitate to kick anyone's ass if they dare mess with you. He's mastered the evil eye glare and combined with his natural Alpha aura, most steer clear.

You had decided to take a day trip to the next prefecture over to see your friends and had asked Shoto to pick you up from the train station. So, there he was, standing on the platform, umbrella in hand as the rain came down in a steady, freezing pour.

When the train finally pulled in, he scanned the cars until he saw you step out. Even in the heavy rain, he could pick up your scent and it was screaming distress. It confused him until he saw why…or rather smelled why. Stepping out behind you was a lanky man, mere inches from your back. His grinning face was bent next to yours as he talked with you, well more like at you. Large hands ghosted over your hair, taking in heavy whiffs of you. A grimace stuck on your face as you did everything in your power to ignore him, but trying to ignore an Alpha was like trying to ignore a blowhorn to the face. Loud, obnoxious, and completely overwhelming. The longer you ignored him, the more irritated he grew.

Shoto snapped the umbrella closed so hard he almost broke it. He no longer cared about getting wet and used the tip to wedge himself between the crowd of people. The hair on his neck stood on end. The rain on his right side froze the minute it touched his skin while on his left, it turned to steam. He tried to suppress that ball of rage building in the back of his throat, only for an aggravated growl to escape. Anyone who managed to catch his wrathful gaze quickly jumped out of his warpath.

The Alpha placed his hand on your shoulder and that was the final straw. You turned to swat him off, which was apparently the wrong thing to do. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you right up against him, dark eyes narrowed, teeth bared. Panic took over as you struggled to free yourself from his too-tight grip.

An umbrella came out of nowhere, whacking the Alpha right in the nose. He let go of your wrist with a startled yelp, stumbling back a few feet.

Shoto suddenly materialized between the two of you. You'd been so distracted that you didn't even realize you could smell Shoto's scent. But now that he was up close, it was all you could smell. Strong, powerful, and…furious.

"What the fu-AAAH!" With a scream, he toppled over. Both legs were frozen together in a thick column of ice. He hit the ground hard, head smacking on the wet concrete.

Shoto towered over him, shooting that perfected evil eye, face masked in shadows. "Next time," he growled, voice low and terrifyingly calm, "I'd advise not to touch people without their permission." Crouching next to his head, he glanced down at his left hand where a small flame erupted, and despite the pouring rain, only seemed to grow brighter. "Or you might get burned."

The man wisely stilled, eyes wide. "I didn't know they already had a mate dude, I swear."

"Regardless, don't ever let me catch you treating someone like that again," he snapped his hand closed, extinguishing the flame. "Is that understood?"

The threat was heard loud and clear but the Alpha glanced at you and Shoto grabbed his chin and pulled his gaze back to him. "Don't ever look at them again."

A nod and Shoto threw his face to the side, standing up. Taking a moment to compose himself again, he turned to you, hunched in on yourself, looking slightly embarrassed. Too many people were staring because Shoto had made a scene. He could care less about what other people thought. Someone had messed with you and he had to make it right.

Holding a hand out, you accepted it and he ushered you away. The both of you were soaking wet but he still opened the umbrella again, shielding you from the rain. Once you were far enough away from the station and other people, he stopped to inspect you.

"Are you hurt?" he asked, looking for any obvious signs or lingering scent marks.

"No, I'm fine." You hugged yourself, not sure if you were shivering from the cold wet or from that creep, possibly both.

With a frown, he pulled you in close. His left side immediately warmed you up and you buried your head as far as you could into his chest, that familiar, safe scent surrounding you. "Thanks, Sho."

That intense anger was slowly ebbing away the longer you held onto him. That need to protect, to comfort taking its place. You alone were the only thing that seemed to be able to calm him down when he was so worked up. Wrapping his free arm around you, tucking you in as tightly as possible, he kissed the top of your head. "You know I'd do anything for you."

#mha #alpha-omega au #deku #bnha #midoryia izuku #katsuki bakugou #todoroki shoto #bnha x reader #mha x reader #my hero academia #midoriya izuku #boku no hero academia #izuku midoriya x reader #deku x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #request

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konu-d · 2 years ago

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I don’t know how to preface this but I just want to say that I read through every Rei-included story and event from both Basic and Music and

I just find it interesting and kind of sad if you read them while keeping the ‘Rei is the only one aware of the timeloop’ theory in mind (THOUGH you could just read them normally and think about it and it’d still be sad)

Rei constantly makes himself the villain in most of the events, or if not the villain, he’s one of the major sources of the conflict

In the end though, he also solves the problem and even guides some of the characters to further develop themselves, most prominent one being Kaoru from Basic and now recently, Keito from EN Music

He always ALWAYS makes himself out to be the ‘bad guy’ guiding the ‘heroes’ to something better for them, and it makes me wonder just what happened in the original timeline for him to act like this

Just how bad did it affect him that even though he’s playing by the script, he still tries to change things for the better, he keeps helping the characters through their development, From his personality fresh after the war, you’d think that he wouldn’t care too much for others aside from the people closest to him, He’d just prolly leave them alone

But what happened when he did, in the original timeline? What happened that was so drastic he assumedly chose to become not just an ‘old man’ character but more of an ‘old sage’ type?? Then you think about the Eccentric Five ‘theory’ (it’s not really a theory since all of this is canon, just not elaborated upon); none of them are human

Hibiki is an Elder God of some kind probably pretending to be human for fun; the guy can literally control his hair/his hair has sentience, he taught Natsume ‘real magic’ (a lot of emphasis was put on this), and he’s able to appear and disappear sometimes through events even the characters can’t explain nor is possible

Natsume, as mentioned, has real magic and many of his items are really enchanted; hell even his VR headset is enchanted and there was a whole event about it

Kanata was born and raised as a sea god and has powers of a sea god, literally just found out about that part recently

Shu is maybe the least inhuman but is still, yknow, inhuman— A huge part of him that I keep forgetting is that he has Madmoiselle, his doll ventriloquist thing. Which. Seems to actually have life. And move around on her own. Are— Are we going to talk about that. This man is walking around with an Annabelle, YES I KNOW ITS SOMETHING POSSIBLY POSSESSED BY HIS MOM BUT?????? HELLO???

Rei is a vampire, though it is by technicality an autoimmune disease, but. Well. He has literal vampire ancestors so. Yknow.

Back to the whole thing and how it ties into the timeloop theory, there’s a chance it was Hibiki/Natsume who told Rei of the possible outcomes if he didn’t intervene

For all his posturing, Rei is a kind soul

Maybe he was made that way due to the fact that he’s the ‘god’ of a cult or maybe because he’s the head of some vampire family or maybe that’s really his personality, but the Rei we know wouldn’t ignore the ones that needed help

Just

Either way I look at it I feel bad for Rei

Or maybe not ‘feel bad’ Im just

Feeling things

It doesn’t look like he isn’t enjoying everything that happened and is happening but

All he wanted was to be some guy helping the ones closest to him and caring for his brother how did it end up like this

Why

(That’s a theoretical question, the answer is We Blame Eichi)

I just want to hug this man he’s gone through so much he’s GOING through so much but he just keeps up the old man act, the strong leader, ‘Sakuma-san has it everything under control’ even when he doesnt and only the people closest to him can see that; Kaoru, Keito, Koga, Adonis, they all know and maybe even Ritsu does too, he’s just too hurt from the past to accept it

Just,,, Rei

Why

Why do you lead the world to the light while staying in the dark

Like,,, how does someone have this much love for humanity, for his people; I just want to shake this little scrunkly like a maracca I cannot comprehend how this man has the energy in his white noodle old man booty to

YKNOW

DO WHAT HE DOES

I CANT COMPREHEND ITTT He just

Hngh

I could go on and on about how I don’t get him I don’t get his whole schtick but

At the same time I can’t picture him as anything else

This is how he is and how he will be, and any change that’ll happen to him is on his terms From before the war, during, after it, to the ‘adult’ present, Rei is just

Rei

A ‘demon king’ with the heart of a man; flesh and blood, full of love; the most human of all the monsters that walk in the night

It just hurts to think about, him not getting any thanks any proper appreciation for… Everything, anything. All that he’s had to sacrifice, all that he’s gone through, all the circumstances he WANTED to avoid but couldn’t

And then he gets fandom-simplified to “Ooh stinky vampire man ewww edgy emo boy” like get out of here I’m done get out

#sakuma rei #enstars #ensemble stars #crow rambles #a sheer. unabshed amount of love here #i may be sick but that just gives me more time to say what I need #i cant keep quiet about it #long post

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shig-a-shig-ah · 4 years ago

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» pairing: dabi x fem!reader

» cw: dubcon, revoked consent, noncon (we’re going on a journey, okay?), rimming, anal fingering, anal sex, crying, gratuitously fanon characterization. 18+, minors DNI.

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The thing about Dabi is he's not usually a possessive guy. Fucking is fucking, as far as he's concerned—it doesn't really matter who is doing it with whom as long as everyone is getting off on it. But goddamn if there isn't something about you that makes him want to make you his.

And he's gotten that, more or less. It took some sweet talking and cajoling, and a few late nights where he made you come until you couldn't see straight, but you agreed not to go sleeping with anyone else. Sure, you've made him promise the same, but that's fine. Not that he's going to actually stop, of course, but he goes out on recruiting missions alone and he figures what you don't know won't hurt you.

That's all enough to satisfy him, at least for a little while. But then a few weeks pass and there it is again: that stupid jealousy and all those unbidden thoughts about the people you were with before him. People he knows. You never talk in too much detail about your past hookups, but he's not stupid, is all too aware that he's not the first one in this ragged band of miscreants that you've crawled into bed with. You've fucked Jin, and Shigaraki, and probably even Magne, god rest her soul—Dabi hadn't missed the way the two of you had huddled up giggling in the corner of the old bar one night, disappearing together unusually early, making those bedroom eyes at each other. And in theory that's fine. Nothing wrong with two girls having fun together, after all. Hell, bi chicks are hot and Dabi wouldn't mind taking advantage of that someday.

But first he needs to find a way to get the image of you with your legs spread for half the League out of his goddamn head.

If he's being honest, it's Shigaraki who bothers him the most. Magne is dead. Jin is a decent dude and, Dabi has to imagine, tame as a kitten in the sack. But Shigaraki, well...Dabi can tell just by looking at the guy that he's a freak, and the idea of you riding Shigaraki's dry, crusty dick, of letting him do who-knows-what filthy shit to you? It just gets to him.

And then Toga has to suggest that stupid game and go putting ideas in his head.

You're all sitting around the crumbling office space that passes for a hideout, drinking to celebrate the League's first successful double-amputation (because fuck that germophobic, transphobic prick), and blondie is just begging to play a drinking game. Normally Dabi doesn't go for that shit—why anyone needs an excuse to get wasted is beyond him—but he's in a good mood, and you make that adorable pouty face as you tell him that you played in college, that it's really fun, and somehow he finds himself sitting in a circle on the dusty floor with the rest of you losers playing 'I haven't' or whatever the fuck it's called.

It's all bland shit to start. Toga's never driven a car, Shigaraki's never gone to school. But, after you've made your way around the circle once, everyone seems to be loosening up and Spinner takes one for the team by getting to the interesting shit and admitting he's never slept with a girl. It spurs a moment of awkward silence made all the worse by his red face and obvious self-consciousness about being a virgin, but then Compress stage-whispers "Neither have I," before winking salaciously at the blushing lizard and taking a dramatic pull from his beer bottle. It's enough to lighten the mood.

After that, Dabi's forced to admit it's a decent game. There's not much he hasn't done sexually or criminally, and since those are the two topics everyone focuses on, he finds himself getting hammered faster than usual. It's a good thing too—his buzz makes it easier to ignore the look you and Shigaraki exchange when Jin announces that he's never tried watersports, easier to pretend his gut isn't twisting at the knowing smirk on your leader's face as he raises his beer bottle to drink and you follow suit.

That particular moment makes it all the more surprising when, on your next turn, you hide an embarrassed face behind your hand and announce that you've never taken it in the ass.

Dabi can't stop thinking about it the rest of the night. Obsessing over it, and the idea of being your first, your only, even if only in some less than conventional way. The thing is, it's downright tame in comparison to a lot of what you two get up to, so barely even kinky that it's almost impossible to believe you've never tried it. Sure, you've never done it together, but he'd just figured neither of you were all that into it, since it hadn't come up when you were doing lewd shit to each other.

That kind of sex is fine from his perspective, but only fine. He doesn't actively seek it out because in his mind nothing beats the feel of being balls-deep in a warm pussy, but that doesn't mean he hasn't done it. He's hooked up with plenty of girls that were into it and has always been happy to oblige; hell, he's even taken it more than once, on account of the fact that when it comes to the bedroom he's willing to try anything twice.

But doing it with you? Well, that thought sticks. The two of you finally go to bed and Dabi's so turned on by the idea of your virgin ass that he can't help testing the waters, prodding teasingly at that tight hole with one spit-slicked finger until you're squirming away and whining. He doesn't manage to convince you right then, but he makes those puppy dog eyes that are far more effective than they have any right to be, and you agree to give it a go in the future.

"Not here," you specify, the words fuzzy on your drunken tongue. "Someplace nicer, with a real bed." You already have your reservations, and you certainly don't relish the idea of undertaking that particular venture now, on a worn mattress in this falling apart building, with its paper-thin walls and complete lack of hot water. Between your booze-fueled haze and the seeming interminability of the League's poverty, you mostly forget about that casual promise by the following morning.

But Dabi doesn't. He picks up a small bottle of lube the next day and carries it around in his pocket shamelessly, a little reminder that he has something to look forward to besides roasting that prick Endeavor, and he strokes himself off to the idea more than he's proud to admit as he waits for the League to move on to better things. He can be patient, when he needs to be.

That patience takes a toll though, and the minute the League settles into their new digs in Re-Destro's sprawling villa, where there's actually privacy and clean, comfortable beds, Dabi shows up at your door with a cheshire grin and every intention of finally getting something from you that's just for him.

You grimace when you remember that promise, try briefly to talk him out of it even, but he isn't so easily dissuaded. It's made all the harder by the fact that you can't give him a specific reason why you've never tried it, beyond that it seems uncomfortable and you hadn't particularly enjoyed the couple instances when you'd allowed someone to slip a finger or two in there.

"C'mon, baby girl," Dabi coos, his breath hot in your ear as he pins you to the wall, working two unnaturally warm fingers into your cunt. "I'll make sure it's good for you. Be gentle, get you nice and warmed up first, all that sweet shit."

It really is unfair how persuasive he can be when he fixes those pleading turquoise eyes on you. The way the pads of his fingers are curling just right deep inside isn't helping either, and he teases you like that until you give in to his cajoling, though you still insist on waiting a couple nights so that you can do your research and make sure you're entirely prepared. Dabi demonstrates his appreciation by burying his face in your cunt and not surfacing for air until you've come three times and are begging for a break.

When the night finally arrives, Dabi's feeling positively giddy. He slips into your bedroom with a bottle of wine and a couple glasses he's brought, a little something to help you relax because he's a gentleman when he wants to be. It should be good booze too—he lifted it from Re-Destro's private stash, and he's certain baldy doesn't drink anything that costs less than ¥30,000. Of course, Re-Destro doesn't love sharing either, but the uptight prick is too scared of Shigaraki to complain about anything the League does. They all take advantage of that, because they can and because it's fun to watch him bite his tongue when they piss him off.

You don't make it easy for Dabi to focus on pouring the drinks though, not when you're reclining in that armchair by the window, freshly showered and fidgeting nervously. He was half-erect before he got here from just thinking about what he was going to do to you, and the sight of you acting like you're some blushing virgin spurs him all the way to rock-hard. By the time your glasses are close to empty, he's straining uncomfortably in his pants, and can't fight back his impatience any longer.

"What do you think, doll?" he murmurs, setting his glass to the side and standing up, shrugging his jacket off before leaning down to ghost his lips over your neck. "You ready to move this to the bed?"

The way you chew at your lower lip anxiously before nodding makes his dick throb.

You empty your glass with one final, large swallow, your heart racing as you rise. You know it's stupid—you and Dabi have fucked countless times and a lot of it hasn't exactly been vanilla—but it's been a long time since you've actually tried anything new. His obvious excitement doesn't help either, paradoxically; it leaves you fretting about what will happen if you're somehow bad at this, or if you can't take it and have to stop. You've never really worried about disappointing him before, but now the thought weighs acutely on your mind.

It's with halting steps that you approach the bed and then, when you can't realistically drag your feet any longer, you finally tug the nightgown you're wearing off your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor to reveal what's underneath.

"Damn, baby girl," Dabi breathes, looking you up and down. You'd figured that since it was a special occasion you might as well dress up, donning a strappy bra and panties. They're little more than elaborate, crisscrossing pieces of lace, all white since he'd seemed so fixated on this pseudo-innocent, first-time act. His reaction doesn't disappoint, eyes lighting up as he stares at you hungrily.

You let yourself fall back on the bed, nestling against the many pillows. The look on his face has your stomach fluttering, and the wine has helped you to relax a bit despite your nerves, a pleasant warmth spreading throughout your body. It's joined by a different kind of heat when you feel the mattress dip beneath Dabi's weight as he positions himself over you, one knee resting between your thighs, just barely brushing against your center, a hint of what's to come.

"You look so good I could just eat you up," Dabi whispers hotly against your ear before tracing his lips over your jaw. Even though he wants to take his time, let himself savor this, it's taking every ounce of patience he has to keep the promise he made to get you worked up and ready for him, to not to tear those pretty bits of satin and lace off and have his way with you right then.

You whine eagerly when his mouth slants hungrily over yours, savoring the feel of those mismatched lips, the way the rough skin of the bottom one contrasts so deliciously with the top. Hot hands run over your sides as the kiss deepens, your tongues tangling together, and you moan against him.

When you finally break for air, Dabi moves his lips to your throat, his tongue lapping at your pulse before he sinks his teeth into you. He loves to mark you up, loves making sure everyone can see that you're indisputably his, and it's even hotter now that he knows he's going to fuck you in a way no one else has. You're shivering beneath him as he works, your hand tugging insistently at his hair, and Dabi lets out a low, throaty growl.

"Guess I'm not the only one who's eager, huh?"

Your hips tilt in response, pressing needily into his firm thigh, and Dabi can feel the skin on his cheeks straining against his staples as he grins. He traces one hand up over your ribs, cupping at your supple breasts, teasing your hardening nipple through the flimsy fabric of your bra. Those deft fingers work under the seam of your lingerie as he shifts his weight, increasing the pressure against your center while he pinches and tugs at the peaks of your breasts until you're whimpering, spreading slick along his leg even through your thin panties.

Dabi pulls away abruptly, rolling onto his back and tugging at you to change positions, shaking his head when you move to mount his hips.

"Come here, baby girl," he says, his tongue tracing over his bottom lip. "Like I said, I wanna eat you up."

The promise in those words sends a bolt of heat straight through your core as he guides you to straddle his face, hot breath tickling your inner thighs. One calloused thumb brushes your clit lightly through your underwear, blue eyes sparkling when your breath hitches at that soft touch. When he pulls that useless fabric to the side and runs his tongue over your already-damp slit, you shudder.

Dabi lets out a pleased groan at your reaction and gets to work more earnestly, lapping at your sensitive nub, licking and sucking until you're moaning and only then shifting a little so that he can lap at your insides, that same rough thumb replacing the pressure of his tongue on your clit. It strokes firm circles as he buries that hot, wet muscle inside you, the metal barbell there teasing your inner walls as you grind involuntarily against it. You can't help but whine when he withdraws it, but that disappointment is quickly replaced by you startling as that same wet muscle extends further back to tease at your puckered entrance.

"A-ah, Dabi, wait," you protest, your face heating up self-consciously almost at once.

Dabi pauses, shifting just enough to keep his reply from being muffled as one warm hand runs reassuringly up your thigh. "I don't think I can help myself, doll," he says, his slick-coated lips splitting into a wide grin, "you just taste too good."

That heat in your face worsens as he dives back in, not even waiting for you to respond before he's flexing his tongue to poke at that tight ring of muscle. You still try to squirm away, feeling unprepared for this. You hadn't even considered it among the possible activities were volunteering to participate in, but Dabi is holding you firmly in place with the hand not working at your clit, and when another whine of protest escapes you, it's weaker than the first. The foreign sensation of his tongue against your neglected hole has you hyperaware of the press of his thumb at your apex, and you can feel tension building in your core even as you writhe in embarrassment.

It's as though he knows, too, and you suppose maybe he does; after all, he's the one who's done this before. He thrusts his tongue a little deeper, rolling your clit between two hot fingers with enough pressure to cut off any further protests. A long moan is the only sound you can muster as you spill over the edge, your thighs clenching around his head and your hips jerking shakily as you ride out your climax with his tongue still buried obscenely in your rear.

Dabi's face is covered in your juices by the time he slides from between your thighs, and he wipes it away carelessly with one arm as he repositions you again, pinning you on your back and wasting no time peeling away your now-soaked panties. He grins at the sight of your glistening folds and swollen clit before stripping off most of his own clothes, kicking them unceremoniously to the side and relaxing between your legs, kissing at your still-trembling thighs.

He teases at your sensitive cunt with his fingers, coating them in your juices as you whimper. "Ready for a little more?" he asks, and you nod despite the fact that your cheeks are still burning from before and your stomach is knotting with nerves.

"Just...go slow, okay?"

"Of course, baby girl," he promises, "I told you I'd take good care of you." With that, he starts to work you open, dipping one finger into your tight hole just until he reaches the first knuckle, working it in and out slowly. His other hand toys at your clit, stroking and rolling that puffy nub again, making you mewl.

Dabi waits until you're relaxed before trying any more, pulling away from you just long enough to dig the lube from the pocket of his discarded pants, coating his fingers with it. He works that lone finger deeper this time, in and out until it's buried to the last knuckle.

The sensation is strange, but not entirely unpleasant; even if you think you'd rather have that finger curling in your cunt, the slight stretch is still adding to the faint throb already growing inside you, the one that worsens when his thumb returns to your apex.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Dabi growls when one well-placed stroke of his thumb has you clenching lightly around his finger. He ruts his hips against the sheets, trying vainly to find some relief for his aching member, but it's not enough—he needs to feel you, needs the vice-like grip clutching his fingers to be wrapped around his cock, and he needs it soon.

You feel him withdraw to add more lube, and then he's fingering you again, adding another digit to stretch you wider. It comes with a stab of discomfort when he forces his way past the second knuckle, and you reflexively try to pull back. "Dabi, that's too much."

He abandons his soothing attentions to your clit, one warm palm pressing you tight against the mattress to keep you in place, stroking soothingly at your hip. His breath tickles over your inner thigh as he chuckles softly. "If you can't take this, how are you ever gonna take me, hmm?" he says teasingly. "You're doing great, baby, just relax."

You will yourself to unclench, trying to picture Dabi's satisfied face once you're taking him, that adoring look he sometimes gives you, the one that you relish. Your efforts are only marginally effective, but Dabi keeps pushing deeper, fucking you slowly but insistently with those fingers, and when you don't complain again, his thumb returns to caressing your sex.

"That's a good girl." Dabi picks up the pace, cursing under his breath. "You're doing so good."

You're wriggling against his hand now, trying to increase the friction at your center, not quite minding the foreign sensation of his fingers and the uncanny fullness they bring so much now that there's heat thrumming in your core. "Y-yeah, like that," you pant encouragingly, and Dabi grins.

"That doing it for you?" he purrs. "Think you can take more?"

You start to shake your head—the stretch now feels like all you can handle—but Dabi's already adding a third slick finger, shoving it in with less restraint than before. You feel more than discomfort this time when three knuckles breach your asshole, and it quickly dampens the arousal that had been steadily building. "Dabi, slow down," you gasp.

"Aw, are you sure you can't handle it?" His blue eyes meet yours, pupils blown wide with arousal as he looks you over with the hungry gaze. "'Cause if I'm being honest, it feels like you're trying to suck me in. Like this greedy little hole wants to get fucked."

The huskiness of his voice sends a shiver down your spine, even as another whine of discomfort escapes you. For just a second his expression darkens slightly, but then he's slowing his movements, twisting his fingers instead of thrusting them in and out.

"Better?" he asks, and you think you catch an edge of impatience in his voice.

It is better though, a little at least, enough that you can focus on the way your cunt flutters every time his thumb strokes over your clit. So you just nod; it's not like this wasn't bound to be a little unpleasant at points, right?

Dabi's smile stretches wider, his thumb working faster. A mewl slips from between your lips and Dabi takes that as encouragement, his fingers resuming their persistent thrusts. It's still uncomfortable, though not quite as bad as when he started, and your teeth sink into your lower lip to bite back your complaints. You let your eyes fall closed instead, trying to focus on his attentions to your hooded nub, on the heat that's pooling in your lower belly. You're inching towards another release, and you let a hand lift to your breast, tweaking at the pebbled flesh of one nipple to help yourself along.

"D-dabi, I'm close," you stammer, your hips bucking against his hand.

"Yeah?" His movements speed up, his voice breathy and excited. "Do it, baby girl. Come for me and then I'm gonna fuck this tight little ass of yours."

You swallow hard, trying not to dwell on those words for now—you can tell you've loosened up more, tolerating the jab of his fingers, but his cock is substantially larger than those, all too intimidating. Thankfully, it's not hard to remain distracted, to focus only on your approaching peak.

Dabi can feel that orgasm rip through you when it hits, your asshole clenching around his fingers as you keen, and it's then that he reaches the limits of his patience. He needs you now, needs the thrill of burying himself in your tight ass and claiming you for his own, of reaching his own release deep inside and then watching his seed spill out afterwards. What a satisfying sight that will be.

He scrambles up from between your legs to catch your lips with his, fumbling his boxers off as his tongue invades your mouth. When he pulls away, his eyes are bright, needy. "Ready for me?" he asks.

You're not, not really, but you can see the fervor in his eyes, hear the urgency in his voice, and you convince yourself that he won't be able to work you open much more with his fingers no matter what. Your agreement doesn't matter anyway—he's already rolling you onto your side and slotting his chest against your back, his straining erection poking at the cleft between your thighs.

"Like this?" you ask, surprised by the choice of position.

"Just like this," he pants in your ear. His teeth nibble at your lobe as he slicks his cock generously with lube. "Want you spooned against me so I can see those cute faces you make, feel you squirming when you take me."

And fuck, when he slips one hand back down to finger your asshole one last time, it doesn't disappoint—your body ripples against him when that invasion catches you off guard, and he can see the way your lips part obscenely as you gasp at his touch. His fingers abandon your tight hole almost as quickly as they'd entered, and then Dabi is aligning himself with your entrance, using the last of his restraint not to slam his hips forward and bury himself inside with a single thrust.

You can feel the spongy head of his glans, and the slick coolness of the ring that adorns his tip, prodding at your rear. One of his arms worms its way under your side, his hand groping distractedly at your breasts as you tense in anticipation.

"Relax, baby girl," he murmurs, but he doesn't wait for you to even try. He's already slipping in, moving slowly until he encounters resistance an inch or so inside, and then pausing.

He has to struggle to keep his composure. Even like this, with not even the full head of his cock in your ass, his balls are tightening, just the thought of what he's doing nearly enough to send him over the brink. He waits until he's sure that won't happen and then starts moving, pushing insistently to work you open around his length with shallow thrusts.

"A-ah, Dabi, g-go easy," you stutter, already squirming. You can feel your body resisting the intrusion, so much larger than his fingers, and it aches slightly every time he tries to breach that inner ring.

"I am, baby, don't worry. I'll take care of you." His cheek is nuzzling against yours, his lips kissing and sucking wherever he can reach, but his motions don't change at all even as he murmurs so sweetly. He only slings one arm over your hips, toying lazily at your clit. That attention helps you relax, helps distract you a little, but it's not enough to prepare you for when he drives himself in further, finally surging past that taut band of muscle.

The invasion brings a sharp pain, one that has you crying out. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes, your body reflexively contorting to try and escape the cause of that hurt, but his arms tighten around you, holding you in place as he continues to work himself deeper with every thrust.

"Dabi, that hurts." Your words are sharper this time as each stroke sends another unpleasant throb through your overstretched hole, but his only response is to plunge the fingers rubbing at your clit into your dripping cunt.

"Shh, you're doing great." He curls his fingers, stroking against that spongy spot deep inside. It makes you writhe, but that does nothing to address the pain between your legs as he fucks you.

"Dabi, don't, that's not helping, I—"

"It's okay, baby girl, you're taking me so well," Dabi coos. You'll adjust, he knows you will—you're usually up for anything, of course you can take this. And fuck, there's no way he can stop now, not when it's even better than he'd imagined—hotter and softer, your pillowy walls enveloping his length every time he plunges into you, the exquisite tightness of your entrance massaging his shaft with each thrust.

"I'm not— I don't— I don't want to do this anymore." You can hear the desperate edge in your voice now. Your heart is racing and there's a cold sweat forming on your skin as tears of pain and confusion start to leak down your cheeks. "Dabi, stop."

"Shh, shh, you're fine. You—fuck—you feel so amazing. 'S never been this good with anyone else, fuck."

"I don't care, I don't want this." You can't understand what's happening, why he's not listening. You twist your head to look at him, pleading with your eyes, but he's barely even focusing on you. His blue eyes are glazed and half-lidded as his lips wander over your shoulders and your neck, all the while murmuring those useless reassurances against your skin. You're thrashing now, your feet scrambling for purchase on the sheets as you try frantically to pull away, but he keeps his tight grip on you, one of his legs hooking around your own to hold you in place. "Dabi, I said stop!"

He shushes you again, rutting into you harshly, and a choked sob escapes you when he bottoms out inside you, his hips flush against your backside as you struggle against him. You feel sick to your stomach, and it only worsens when he pulls out until nothing but his tip remains, then drives himself back in with one agonizingly rough thrust.

You keep begging, pleading, wracking your brain and trying every past safe word you can recall, but he only continues to pound into you, his breathing erratic as he pants in your ear. "It's okay, baby. You're taking my cock like such a good girl. You're—ngh—making me feel so good."

The ache between your legs is diminishing slightly as you adjust to his girth, your body entirely unconcerned with whether you want that or not. He's still fingering your sopping cunt too, his palm grinding against your oversensitive clit with each plunge of his long digits, the lewd squelching sound of those attentions mingling with the sharp slap of his hips against your ass as he fucks you.

"You like this?" he asks, but you know he's not really asking. "You like knowing I'm the only one? That I'm making you mine, just mine, just like how it should be?"

"Dabi, stop. Please stop." Your appeals are feeble now, far more for yourself than for him as you continue to utter them between quiet sobs. Dabi's somewhere far away, awash in the tight heat of your ass and the satisfaction of finally staking his claim on you, aware of your supplications but not hearing them, not really.

You slump, still sobbing, and let him take what he wants. His attentions to your cunt have a coil tightening in your gut, but when your climax hits it's perfunctory and mechanical, no real pleasure to be found even as your hips jerk and your holes spasm, a joyless whine passing from your lips.

No real pleasure for you, at least. But fuck, the feel of you squeezing around his cock as you come is what Dabi has been waiting for, your insides massaging his length as though desperate for him to decorate your walls with his cum. It's a gift he's glad to grant—he rocks his hips more urgently, keeping his thrusts shallow now so that he's sure to get it all deep inside.

"Fuck," he groans against your neck. "Gonna make me come, baby girl. That what you want? Want me to fill you up?" You shake your head, but his movements are already growing spurtive and erratic, his grunts louder and throatier, and then you can feel his cock jerking inside you, a hot rush of cum flooding your guts.

Dabi doesn't stop then, either, keeps fucking his seed into you until he's softening, not quite able to work himself in and out of your tight, abused hole any longer, and only then does he finally pull out, a dribble of cum leaking obscenely down your thigh.

You're sniffling, drawing shaky breaths, and you try to pull away the moment his arms relax around you. They only tighten again, his lips planting soft kisses along your temple.

"Shh," he murmurs. The sound of his shushing makes you want to scream. One hand lifts to wipe at the tears on your cheeks. "You were so good, baby girl, there's no need to cry. You were fucking incredible." He means it too, doesn't think he's ever come so hard in his life as he did now, making you his.

Dabi can't wait to do it again.

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