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beastie-anon · 2 years ago

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okay can you do. Unhinged Dave x reader maybe? It can be angsty or fluffy it can be whatever just not nsfw please?

-(definitely not anyone you know. not at all (lying))

Yes of course I can random stranger that I just now met (lying)

Lemme think of what to write about- You can skip me talking to myself and go to 'read more' if you want

Okokokok SO

What if.

Both. Fluff then angst

Ohh man yes I know exactly what to write now

Y/N= YOUR NAME

H/L= HAIR LENGTH

H/C= HAIR COLOUR

E/C= EYE COLOUR

S/T= SKIN TONE

S/R= Soft/Rough

Tw: Kidnapping, Self harm, Mental abuse

Dave had met someone he really felt he had a connection with.. He couldn't help but be a tad bit, Well... Obsessed? He remembers it like it was yesterday. Because, Well, It was yesterday. He still couldn't let over Y/N's beauty.. Your H/L was perfect, And their H/C sparkled in the light so beautifully. The way your eyes glittered and had that beautiful E/C glint, And your skin looked so S/R, In a way that was perfect for him.. But most of all, The way you smiled at him. It gave him a bit more than butterflies.. He couldn't get you out of his head. Best of all, You gave him your phone number.. He decided to shoot his shot, And pushed 'call'..

....

Ring

....

Ring

....

Click

"..Hello? Who is this?"

"Hey! It's Dave, We met at the park yesterday!"

You remembered him! He was an awkward guy, But seemed kind. You both liked The Mandela Catalogue and roleplaying so you gave him your number! Hopefully you two could become friends. That's what you were hoping for when you gave him your number after all.

"Oh yeah! Hey Dave! Did you see the new episode of the Mandela Catalogue?"

"Oh uh- N-Not yet! Actually thats why I called.. D-Did you wanna maybe.. Watch it together?"

Perfect! You had already watched it, But... It couldn't hurt right? This could be fun! A chance to get closer and be friends. Or, Who knows.. Maybe more.

"Yeah of course! Where do you live? I'll come over!"

"Actually I-I can pick you up! Where are you?"

His voice was nervous, Trembling slightly from the anxiety.

"Oh! I'm at [Location]! Come pick me up whenever!"

"I-Its a date then! I just need to get ready!"

Wait- A date? Oh man.. This could either turn out great or awful.

He hung up excitedly! Now it was just time to get ready..

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Dave started looking through his closet.. A tuxedo? No, Too formal... Hoodie and sweats? No, Wayyy too casual.. How about... His robot outfit! Wait, No that's too weird... Y/N might not like it. He finally settled on a light grey long sleeved shirt, Dark grey shorts, And black shoes.

(An edit I made. Og is here)

He went to the bathroom and started to give himself a pep talk. "You've got this Dave... Gotta stay calm... Their so pretty, And kind, And handsome and.. PERFECT HHHAHAH.." He could feel himself riling up, So he punched the mirror and broke it. He took one of the shards, Pulled up his sleeves, And started to furiously cut his arm as fast as he could. "C-Ccalllmmm..." He was breathing heavy and started to clean the shards up, Along with picking the rest of the broken glass out of the shattered mirror. He could just lie and say he's replacing it.. He threw most of it in the trash, But kept an especially big broken piece and hid it... He was calm, He could do this..

It was time to leave. He started to set out snacks for when he got back, Setting up his computer for when he got back with Y/N, Grabbing a few.. 'Necessities' to put in the car. His gun, Like usual. Some rope incase he needed to pull the car home, And a body bag incase Y/N turned out to be.. Well, A murderer or something. He shut and locked his trunk before driving off to pick them up.

It was around a 30 minute drive, And he memorized every single turn as he drove. You were outside, Playing on your device and talking to your friends. You never left your steps, But were kind of debating on going inside. It was getting late, It was cold, And he probably wasn't coming. At least, Thats what you thought until a car pulled up with a familiar anxious face.

"Dave!! Hey, It's nice to see you!"

"Hey Y-Y/N! Whats up? Are you.. Y-You ready?"

"Yeah! But can you tell me where we're going? I'd like someone to know what address I'm gonna be at so I can have someone know where I am.. You are basically a stranger haha!"

He nodded with a smile.

"It's, Ahhh w-where was it? I cant really remember.. I-I'm sorry I just moved here."

That'd explain why you had never seen him before.. Well, You needed SOME kind of ensurance he wouldn't kidnap you or something, So you snapped a picture of him and got in the car.

"It's k! I'll just sent this to Ray so if anything happens they'll know who to go to first!"

Dave nodded and seemed anxious. "Aah... So s-someone has my picture now?" He recognized the name 'Ray'.... This could be a nuisance.

Ray got the picture and immediately panicked, They knew this guy from.. somewhere, They just couldn't remember where. They were about to warn you when their power cut out.. Oh no, Y/N..

Dave started to drive to his place, Smiling and talking to you. You two mostly chatted about TMC and plot for a non existent show you would both never make. Dave wasn't too good at it though, But he was definitely trying. Everything he'd say would somehow turn... Dark, Though. Strange..

You finally reached his house, And you quickly snapped a photo to send to your friend Ray. It was weird that they hadn't responded, Usually they'd either make a joke or let you know they were at least watching out for you.. Maybe they were busy. You both entered his living room, Which was neat and had a minimal amount of things there. Maybe he wasn't lying about having just moved there! You both sat down and began to watch the newest episode. It was cute seeing Dave's expressions light up or bet upset over the show, He seemed to really like Stanly. He made a remark about him being a 'skrunkly 3 rubber bands'

"Reminds me of the time me and my friend put so many rubber bands on their hand and he had to get it amputated! Haha!"

...Shouldn't that be a bad thing to think about?

"Is your friend okay?"

"O-Oh? Yeah I think he died a while ago. H-He wasn't the smartest.."

He muttered it a bit.. The atmosphere seemed to completely change after that. Instead of a light hearted mood, It was now awkward and the air felt stale..

"I'll b-be back. I gotta use the bathroom."

Dave excused himself and went to the bathroom. When he opened the door, The disgusting stench of what smelt like decay filled the air. It had to be something dead.

Dave went inside, Cursing at himself for forgetting to move the thing rotting away slowly in his bathtub. He had gotten so accustomed to the smell since Dale usually kept his meat there, But since Dale was the body in the bathtub there was nobody to take it away. He didn't even remember why he ended up doing what he did to Dale.. He was only 14 after all. The cheapest and best on the market, And only Dave knew about him. Oh well, Far too late now... He quickly sprayed as much perfume as he could, But the smell of decay and rotted organs didn't disappear. Now it just smelled sickingly sweet as well.. He sliced his arms quickly and multiple times, Breathing even heavier than before from the anger. STUPID, STUPID! HOW COULD HE HAVE FORGOTTEN SOMETHING SO MAJOR?! He would just have to keep that door shut until you were gone. He turned on the sink and pulled down his sleeves.

You didn't have a good feeling about this.. You tried calling Ray, But it didn't even ring.. Why was their phone off? You messaged them and told them to call you as soon as possible. This place didn't feel right.

He turned the knobs until the water stopped, Leaving and shutting the door tightly behind him as he took a moment to recompile himself, Driplets of blood tracing down his arm and down his hand. He wiped it on his pants and kept his arms up, Folding them purposely to have the blood just drip straight down his arm and into his shirt instead of out his sleeves.

"Sorry that took so long!"

He had that innocent smile still.

"Dave, What was that horrible smell?! Did something die in there?"

Usually that'd be taken as a joke, But you were completely serious. The smell of death was unmistakable..

"Actually... Y..Yeah. My, Well... My cat... It hurts too badly to get rid of him, So I have to keep him in there... I'm... I'm sorry..."

He had tears swell up in his eyes, He was an incredible actor.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't realize.."

That was disgusting and really weird, But it would be hard not to believe him. You just took his word.. Poor animal, It should've been buried a while ago.. Now that smell of death will never come out of his house.

Dave sat down and seemed sad. He had to keep reminding himself what faces to make and what not to say or do. He was supposed to be sad and uncomfortable right now, Not excited and happy that Y/N was buying his lies. He slowly settled into a smile and cracked a few jokes to lighten the damp awkward mood, But he could tell you were still unsettled.

"...Hey! I-I know, We should go stargazing!"

"..Stargazing?"

That sounded better than sitting in this strangers house who has a decaying cat in his bathroom.

"You know what- Yeah! Yeah we should! Let's go, Just your front yard or-?"

"Nah I k-know the perfect place. It's not too far from here, On a hill!"

You nodded. An open hill, Where you could run if you needed to? I mean, The man has prosthetic legs. He isn't gonna be able to catch up if you run. If you needed, You could just push him over. You followed him out to the car again and he drove off. You didn't recognize your surroundings after a certain point and started to freak out. You frantically texted your friend who still didn't answer.. Dave had locked the car doors and was going over the speed limit.

"D-Dave, Stop the car."

He looked confused and slowed to a stop. When he put the car in park, The doors automatically unlocked.

..Maybe it was a misunderstanding? Some cars do auto lock, And maybe he was trying to get there faster.

"Oh n..nevermind. I thought I saw a deer, Sorry.."

"O...kay..?"

He started to drive off again, Towards the destination. He stopped near a hill and parked the car..

"We're here!"

He smiled at you brightly and got out of the car. You followed with a small smile, It was worth the wait... The stars were beautiful, And you could only see them so clear from all the way out here... It was so... Amazing.

"Oh! Give me a second, I brought picnic stuff in the car! Go pick a spot and sit down!"

Dave hurried back to the car while you found a nice spot to sit and stare at the sky... There weren't any lights for miles, It made everything so beautiful and bright in the sky. You no longer had any regrets...

...then it all went black, A pain in the back of your head.

"...Nighty night my prince(ss).."

..You woke up, Tied and bound to a hard metal pipe that was too sturdy to be ripped off the wall it was attached to. You tugged hard but eventually had to stop due to the rope burning your wrists. It hurt too badly and felt like you might make you'd wrists bleed. Dave heard the rope scratching against the pipe and came downstairs...

"..Your awake! Hello Y/N! Glad you finally woke up. Sorry I had to resort to this.. You just didn't seem to be liking me. And don't worry about your friend Ray, They've been taken care of.."

He... He didn't.

"..I hope you like roasts! Your friend was quite tall, I'm sure he'll be nice and tender for dinner."

You felt tears welling up in your eyes. That.. That MONSTER.. He... He wasn't going to make you eat them, Was he? He.. Couldn't be serious. He couldn't...

"Sorry Y/N, But you forced my hand.. If you had just come without a fight, Without telling him who I was, Showing him my face, Showing my house to him.. Oh well, It wasn't really my house anyways.. Dales parents were out of town. I wiped your conversation with eachother, If somehow they do recover the conversation... They'll just know what I look like. If I see any wanted posters, Well... I guess I'll just have to dye my hair and get realistic prosthetics won't I?"

The metaphoric dam finally broke as you began to sob, Tears falling down your face as you failed to kero yourself standing. You had lost everything that day. The one person who knew who and where to look, Your freedom, Your family.. Anyone who'd come close enough to find you, He'd probably just kill too.

"H-Hey why are you crying? He couldn't of been that good a friend. He let you come to my house alone, He didn't even tell you not to go." He hadn't posted anything and never messaged back. Your last actual conversation was you both showing the art you made and talking about lore... And now, You'd never be able to do it again....

Dave reached for you, And you flinched away. You were terrified of him, Of what he'd do, Who he'd hurt next..

He slowly pulled his hand away.

"...I lied. Your friends alive. I sent a message lying and saying you were walking home at around 1 AM then I broke your phone. It should be enough to keep the cops off my back.."

He sounded so genuine, But was he telling the truth or not? It was impossible to tell. You decided to take his word and just hope for the best..

"We're having pork for dinner."

He walked off, Leaving you to your thoughts... He went to the kitchen and pulled the cooked torso from the oven, Seasoning it well. He knew from experience that flesh tasted close to pork, So if he seasoned it enough and cut it up Y/N might never be able to tell.. It's better to give false hope that true fear, If it'd make you love him.

You ended up spending weeks there, And every day slowly you learned more and more about him... But he also learned more about you. He seemed to trust you and hang on every single word you said, And you could feel yourself getting closer to him whether you meant to or not. Every day you could feel your hate for him becoming less and less, Until you felt that the two of you might be able to be friends. Dave had a troubled past, He was a troubled kid. His parents hated him, Abused him.. Nobody at school liked him. He had to kill his dad because he beat him half to death, Which began his obsession with guns. It gave him a way to protect himself.. He was placed in foster care after his mom was put in jail for abuse too. Nobody did ever take him, And the people who did were just as bad if not worse than his parents.. No wonder he was so fucked...

One day he came downstairs, A knife in his hand.

...this was it. He got bored of you. You could feel tears swelling in your eyes as you started to struggle, Shaking from fear as your legs were limp from not moving for such a long time, And from the absolute terror stricken in you. He lifted the knife up before... Starting to cut off your ropes?

"Stop wiggling around! You'll make me accidentally hurt you.."

His tone was soft and gentle. When the ropes were cut you fell into his arms. You hadn't used your legs in months after all, They weren't used to moving anymore. He carried you up the stairs. The first room he had entered, The one right outside of the basement, Was a kitchen. It was neat, Except for the uncleaned red stain in the corner. The familiar stench of decay hit when they had walked past the fridge..

The next room they entered directly after the kitchen was a large living room. There was a huge TV, A big comfortable couch, A pretty big table, A nice soft designer rug, Bookshelves that lined the walls, And a mini chandelier.. But it definitely wasn't real glass.

He walked them up the stairs and into a bedroom. There was a typewriter, Bookshelves with tons of books, Every drawing utensil imaginable including a brand new drawing tablet (that couldn't access the internet) and arcade games! There was even a computer with almost every game you could imagine downloaded, Including FNF and most of the popular mods! The bed had a custom frame which was carved to look like a game controller.. Maybe being held captive wouldn't be so bad. There were no windows either, So the games could always be as bright as you needed if you didn't have the lights on! This definitely wasn't cheap..

"Sorry it took so long, I just... Had to find a way to get things ready. I hope you like it!"

You looked up at him. This was the first time you felt genuine happiness in a while... He decided to press his luck and kiss you on the cheek, And due to his height he had to bend down to do so. You didn't push him away this time, But you were still a bit uncomfortable with it. Maybe you'd finally be able to talk to your friends again...

..Hah. yeah right

You'd never talk to them again. Or anyone, For that matter.

Dave is all you need.

...And maybe you'll eventually be okay with that.

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