#honestly I think he's susie's doll

[qalrey]

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[cattonicdragon]

Hey I was hoping you could do kintoru,Susie Campbell, mommy long legs,fenghuang and daki with a living voodoo doll reader that can transfer an pain the feel and is extremely hard to kill.Please :)

Kintoru/sama,susie campbell/malice,mommy long legs and daki with a living voodoo doll G/N reader

I literally simp for like half these character r u stalking me or smth💀/j

Unfortunately I havnt watched legends of awesomeness so I dont know how to write fenghuang but I'm going go to watch it when I can if it's on Netflix,I'll update this post once I've done or think I can get her character down :)

Anyways of course!

Not proof read,this took so long my tumblr is lagging and my thumb is aching 💀👍

Kintoru/sama

She is initially shocked apon finding you

A living voodoo doll that is able to transfer someones pain,it sounds like a story you tell kids to scare them honestly.

Not only that but you are insanely hard to kill,every time she has her claws on you,you suddenly evade her and run away.

She finds the situation both amusing and annoying.

She eventually gets to the point where she realises you just wont die

So instead she corners you and questions you

Apon finding out that your not entirely sure how you are what you are she feels almost a sense of familiarity,given the fact that she was created by an eldritch God.

Now you may be wondering,how did kintoru find out you can transfer pain?,you transferred your pain to her when she sliced you.boom.

For some reason,you get stuck in her realm,she literally cant get rid of,she tries multiple times before just accepting your there.

She eventually grows to enjoy your presence and you enjoy hers eventually to.

She loves to just pick you up and hold you close to her.

She refuses to admit that shes cuddling you

So she says holding you

She feels relief knowing that you wont die of old age in all honesty

Kintoru will never admit it but she loves you unconditionally

Should yasu EVER try to take you away she will have zero chill, legit hes standing one second dead the next,she will not loose you.

Unless shes sure you can,she probally wont involve you with the whole cursing an entire family tree thing

She let's you put on her hat if you want to,mainly cause she gets to see the large hat on your head and she finds it amusing.

Susie campbell/malice

She to is shocked at learning about you.

Shed definatly try to pursue you after finding out about your capabilities.

It's rare for someone to not be ink-ified so seeing you only dirty and inky is a shocker,her initial thought was that it was the ink that had turned you into the doll.

The first time she learns about your ability is when she saw you get attacked by one of the ink creatures,one slashes you on the stomach before you quickly transferred the injury back to the culprit and fled.

She definatly took notes.

I can see her attempting to appeal good and maybe even flirting to gain your trust

It isnt until you both unexpectedly get put into a fight with eachother that she learns about how much of a pain you are to kill.

After that encounter she thinks more leisurely now,she dosnt like the fact that you can last longer than practically any of the ink creatures down there -bendy/the ink demon

This somehow transcends into your relationship becoming frenemys

Whenever you cross pass it's a short fight with snarky remarks and offhanded insults being thrown back and forth until one just walks away

You both eventually just sit down with eachother and talk,how does this happen? Idk it just does

She talks about her former life before she became and ink creature whilst sadly looking at herself.

Once the questions are diverted to her and she questions your existence,you reply you just simply dont know

She would question more but she dosnt even know how shes living as an ink creature so she cant talk.

After this I can see her warming up to you and letting you around her area of the studio.

Surprisly she likes pda

She would be ecstatic if you would want to help her become beautiful and gets abit upset if you dont but otherwise understands.

She let's you touch her horns and halo,shes very over protective over you

She keeps you away from the ink demon at any and all costs

She wont let him take you away from her.

If you cant defend yourself she will teach you.

Drawing sessions if you like drawing

Mommy long legs

Due to the fact that she is in a factory that literally makes dolls and toys live she wouldnt find it a huge shocker

She seriously dislikes the fact that you can transfer pain,it makes it harder to hunt you down.

Now how did MLL find out about your pain exchange?

Mommy had caught you in a dead ended hallway and was squeezing the life out of you with her elastic plasticky arms,that's when she felt searing pain around her body,it felt like the plastic was squeezing itself and restricting her,

She ended up dropping you as you immediately bolted away from her

She had never taken a chase more seriously

This is also where she learns that your a pain to kill.

You kept ducking in and under pipes and wires as mommy got stuck and tangled,

Not only that but you wernt afraid to take risks as you could pass the pain onto mommy.

This chase probally went on for days before she finally stopped

She would not let go of the fact that you escaped her though,oh.no she wouldnt

She would continuously try and kill you,eachtime another dent,scratch or skudmark appeared on her pink body

It got to the point she literally just broke down,ripping pipes off the wall until you stood against a wall looking at her with bored eyes

She asked what in the world you were and how you could even keep up.

After getting her unsavory answer she ended up just dragging herself further into the factory to calm down,

However you didnt want to leave her alone,and followed her.

Your relationship takes quite abit to bloom since mommy is always shooing you off or holding a rabid wuggy by their cut string above you

After awhile mommy just accepts the fact your staying.

Your relationship once she accepts you not going anywhere improves and you eventually manage to get along

Best cuddles

I'm pretty sure that mommy is one of the more feared toys in the factory so you dont have much to worry about

Mommy scares the other toys into playing nice with you.

I headcanon that boxy is mommy's favorite,because I can,so you get amazing cuddle from an elastic toy and a fluffy box

Sweet with you and murderous with others,couple goals

Once player enters the factory I dnt think mommy would care,shed take poppy have abit of fun.

But,if the player shows succession shed kill him instantly

She finally has someone who loves her and shes not gonna let some old employee ruin it

As for poppy it's just more company for you.

The minute poppy starts to try get you to leave though.

You may find a partially toy absent

Daki

Shes really shocked,alot of things can happen when you change into a demon,but your not a demon?

She emidatly tries to get rid of you

She dosnt want someone one upping her place as upper6

She finds out pretty quickly that you can transfer pain and that your not easily kill-able

It's not until she feels as if her obis have slashed her torso that she kneels over slightly,she checks and her eyes widen as she sees deep cuts in the same positions that she had aimed on your body,mirrored onto her.

After seeing that you no longer had any cuts she came to the conclusion that you could transfer pain,once coming across this discovery she fled

She didnt want to be seen as weak but she didnt want to be killed of by someone who isnt even a demon slayer

She starts to think that your actually a hashira until she feels your aura again,your not your literally not even a demon slayer

She wonders how on earth your alive

She has so many unanswered questions

This list only piles up the more she thinks about it

She eventually traps you in her obi,asking questions and demanding answers

She gets extremely confused and rather angry when you tell her you have no idea how the fuck your even alive

She decides to make a deal with you,she brings you back to the red light district as her "apprentice" and you live,if you decline you die.

Although you know she probally wouldnt be able to kill you,you humor her and decide to go.

This is how you both start to bond

Snarky remarks are often when the two of you are in the same room

Her obi is actually really soft and nice to cuddle with,when your not trapped or being sliced with it

She let's you trace the patterns on it if you wish to.

If you want to do so with the cracks and flowers aswell she'll let you

She loves to do makeup on you or dress up etc

She actually likes giving you personalized gifts aswell as recovering them.

She very affectionate in private,in public shes alright with affection but not as much as in private

Due to the fact you keep daki busy muzan gives you his cursed blessing,he has made it very clear that no harm is to come to you whilst you are in a relationship with her.

Gyuutaro comes in the package with daki

Gyuutaro is rather easy to handle,tell him something positive about his appearance,give him a personalized gift or a slice of affection and that's all he needs

[eridan-amporaa]

Okay, now for Strife Decks! These ones are a little more of me throwing ideas out there since there's not a lot of concrete "weapons" in Spooky Month outside of guns and knives

Streber - probably has a lot of tools allocated just because it's quicker than keeping them in his modus, especially if he's in the Zone on a project. Hammerkind, wrenchkind, screwdriverkind, things like that

Radford - as a joke I kinda want to give him disckind, however with some Alchemy they could probably be useful as weapons? Maybe more like throwing stars

Ross - I feel like Ross would just take whatever's on hand and run with it: wrench (if his dad's a biker like people speculate), a musical instrument, a knife/pocket knife, etc. He seems like someone who would also "cheat the system" by keeping an empty Strife Deck around and then making more via the Alchemiter to have more weapon options

Roy - Fistkind. He's a bully, he's aggressive, and he bopped Skid and Pump over the head with his fists in The Stars. I think he'd also use batkind if he had a baseball bat lying around

Robert - I don't think Robert would have a set deck until they were in the game, doesn't seem like him. As for actual weapon... maybe a yo-yo? Seems like something he would have lying around, and like with Radford's disckind it could be a lot more useful with Alchemy

Susie - Paintbrushkind, obviously. Probably very physical at first but later alchemized for the paint to have different properties, longer range, or just damaging in its own right

Skid and Pump - I put them together because honestly I don't see them fighting at all, or very little. If they had too, I could see Skid picking up rulerkind like his mom, or maybe umbrellakind from that umbrella in the closet. Pump meanwhile could have matchkind, or somehow even obtain the seemingly impossible pumpkinkind

Ethan - ...needlekind? We don't know a lot of Ethan's interests outside of his doll making hobby. I feel like even if he did have needlekind he'd swap it out for a more practical weapon later

I saved Kevin for last because I really like the idea I came up for him - candykind! At first it seems entirely useless because, well, it's candy, tiny things that can only distract or trip up enemies briefly. However, Kevin eventually realizes that anything alchemized with candy counts under candykind, leading to him having lollipop clubs and cherry bombs that actually explode. It goes from being a joke deck to something that's incredibly varied and honestly OP, and it fits in with Kevin being a Page excellently

these are pretty good! I like a lot of the concepts here, just wanna elaborate a bit. got some bullet points here we go

radford starts with the theater as his "house", but he only takes the front bit - none of the actual theaters. he would totally have disckkinda the start, but he might aslo grab a popcorn pot or smthn for a better melee weapon

ross seems like the type to carry a pocketknife around to me. especially after the stars. knifekind. (he definitely tries the strife deck thing tho)

roy absolutely keeps a baseball bat under his bed in case of emergencies I think. but he would prolly prefer fistkind. maybe he makes gauntlets + has the bat as a backup

I was gonna give susie penkind or pencilkind, maybe she could have all 3? artsupplykind? shed prolly end up making a more useful weapon later using some of ross's spare strife cards

skid would probably use whatever he found first, probably rulerkind or something yeah. maybe hed get a projectilekind card later and just throw any number of random things

pump would probably still use an improvised weapon, but put a little more care into it? like he just has this feeling that hes gonna need a good weapon later. maybe ropekind, and later chainkind?

ethan would probably use needlykind for a while, if not permanently. I could see him becoming a magic user p easily. tho he could also just alchemist a more practical weapon later

I love candykind it's so fun!! also Kevin's at his apartment which makes this way funnier. like. mans had kitchen knives and prolly a baseball bat with how paranoid he is he just forgot they existed lmao

robert and streber make a lot of sense here! fits their personalities, and the yo-yo thing would be so fun. he could do it like the kirby ability

[liliallowed]

I imagine that Kris must hate Crimson, even as much as sans hates them. Kris still has their mind in tact while Crimson has a hold on them and their actions. They are not a mindless doll, and yet they are being treated like one. Crimson talks to people, acts different then them in their own body and does so much in the dark world. Although Kris wanted to be friends with Susie, Crimson was friends with her first, and it's slightly implied that Ralsei knows that there is something up with Kris and who is in control. Ralsei talks directly to the player and tells them controls, what their actions mean, and that they will follow them no matter what they do. No matter what the after does and how Ralsei disagrees with it he will always do what the Player says. He puts Kris in change and therefore puts Crimson in charge, he gets angry at Susie for hurting but never Kris, he always looks up to you idolizes you no matter what you say. He likes THE PLAYER. Him and Kris have never interacted without Crimson there. Ralsei knows more then we know, and cares for the player more then we know. Kris is also shown to be horrified by the player's actions like by panicking when you go back to the place we're Noelle and the player killed spamton, and is implied to feel uncomfortable and horrified by the Player's actions. Especially on poor Noelle's behalf. Poor, poor, angel Noelle. She is manipulated into murder and traumatized by the Players actions while they basically ruin the two childhood's relationship and kill berdly. The damage done to Noelle in the Snow grave route can hardly be explained in paragraph. It's horrid.

Honestly Crimson sucks I hope that twink can never can access DELTARUNE again and so they cannot ruin my poor babies lives no longer. I will jump them.

you'd be surprised that they are far from the only villain in dust grave. ;)

an icy prison of self preservation against the titans relentless massacre.

the frozen statues pray for salvation. is it a demon or a angel that answers? will they be free in death or life?

so they even care anymore to know the difference? crimson was the angel. they have ALWAYS been the angel of the prophecy.

freedom is subjective. killing them would have freed them from the confined date of eventual starvation and inevitable collapse of the underground.

granted there was a possibility of them going to the surface but who's to say that choice was even a good ending? who's to say the humans didn't slaughter all the monsters anyway?

while crimson would probably be the ultimate baddie... I don't think deltarune is trying to tell that story again.

in fact... deltarune connects to crimson on a much deeper emotional level.

it's about running away from reality. it's about excessive and obsessive escapism. it's about childhood memories. about nostalgia and how clinging to it ROTS the heart like stagnant water.

deltarune is about connections. about a lack of control over fate. about an inevitable.

I think... despite everything... crimson will come to feel like this world is aknowledging their pain. their loss. they will feel less inclined to resort to violent outbursts.

because with each run... they DO lose something.

this world KNOWS that. it sees that. it feels like it's trying to reach out to crimson... while in Undertale they were reaching in...

like a long awaited unanswered call.

in the dark only blind eyes see and some may call ignorance bliss.

crimson can't break the tightly wound script unlike dusttale. that limits them... but also they feel reassured.

of course I can't say much about chapter 3 or the rest...

but I feel like you SHOULDN'T be playing deltarune with an Undertale mindset. and should not play Undertale with a deltarune mindset.

[crossover-enthusiast]

Ah alr ksjsm

When they arrive, Tom yells out "WAAAAHHH!!! SHOPKEEPER, WHY IS YOUR KNEE BLEDDING???!!!" (yes that typo was intentional/lh) and runs over to his side. Kevin tells both her and the kids not now, the lil scene with Pump giving him the bandaid happens, etc etc. Tom stays calm the entire time even though the bandaid might be making Kevin's pain worse, but upon learning that their doll is in the back, Tom let's them go off to retrieve it while she gets something first aid related to heal Kevin's leg more thoroughly.

I'm unsure of when this scene would be, but I imagine as she's bandaging his leg completely, both she and Kevin have their own little soft exchange with him telling her she doesn't have to do this. But Tom says she wants to since she can't just leave one of her 'companions' hurt. This makes Kevin blush a little—and after Tom finishes, she tells him that it's all better now and even pats him on the leg for some reason. After thanking Tom, Kevin tries to say something to her, but her phone ends up ringing. She looks especially anxious while looking down at it, but then regains a smile and tells him she has to go do a call real quick. She gives him a goodbye, and he reluctantly bids her a farewell in return while just being like '..whatever..' in a more sad tone this time. Tom leaves the store and goes outside to call Lora, who is the one calling her.

After that, she goes into the back—having a momentarily sad expression. She asks the kids if they're alright since they were taking a while, but finds them without their sweaters and shivering. Tom tries asking what happened, but they don't answer, so she just scoops them up and takes them back to her house.

When they arrive back at her house, she puts them on the couch with blankets and grabs them some pretty nice looking hot coco. Pump thanks Tom, and Tom tells him it's no problem, before the doorbell suddenly rings. She opens it, and Lila appears to be there to pick up her son. The same scene plays out, except Pump asks Lila if he can go with her and she agrees—saying she'll tell Susie about it, and Tom decides to go with them as well when Lila offers it. I do likely think Tom wouldn't show up again after this, but ehhhh it's more fun if she goes with them. If you like the idea of her just not going with them at all tho, I'll make a poll about it.

(Stopping so ya can read)

Oooooo!!! Aww :]

Also hmmm... honestly both work

[soleil-in-the-sky]

(edit 2: if the read more doesn't work for you, pls tell me so i can tag as long post!)

cant believe i missed this, but i don't care. a late opportunity to make underdog!susie and evil!taranza propaganda is still an opportunity. (edit: yeah now i realize it sounds like i hate taranza but that is not the case at all. i like taranza too, its just I'd like to see more of taranza being actually evil during TDX.) (edit 2: ok so this post is kinda... bossy??? honestly even if i don't like when ppl do it, its ok to not like susie or characterize her as evil, or make taranza less evil than he was in tdx, everybody is entitled to their opinion. plus susie's morality isn't really stated so its up to interpretation. plus i might've missed stuff..... i don't feel like rewriting this, so yeah, sorry if this post feels rude or pushy.)

but yeah, It's absolutely susie and taranza. IIRC, Susie was a mole against HWC the whole time (and her still mechanizing people is a mistranslation. the OG JP version of KSA states she betters lives and brings family harmony using science.), while Taranza willingly helped Sectonia take over.

The problem with susie is that, while the OG version of Robobot implies shes been in the company for a short time (saying "i didnt think this opportunity would come so soon" instead "i didnt think this day would come" when stealing the controller), it still doesn't specify just what she thinks about the mechanization project (from what i've seen). She could have been plotting to reset star dream's creations before selling it, but she could of also just not cared. I also feel like her putting up a facade isnt mentioned enough (maybe its more obvious in jp bc she goes from using a formal watashi to a more informal atashi).

Meanwhile, from what I know, there is no indication in the OG version of TDX that Taranza was against helping Sectonia.

I think the reason she is so hated is because 1. HWC is way too similar to real life, and again, her stance on the companys actions is ambiguous, and 2. Mecha Knight... just mecha knight. That's a whole can of worms i dont feel like discussing too much bc i just want to finish this dang post. But my 2 questions for anyone whos knows more/has the time are these:

Is mechanization really as painful as people make it to be? Obviously there's the loss of free will, which sucks, but is that really unforgivable? (and yes, mechanization is reversible, and all of star dream's creations were reversed with its destruction, hopefully including previous planets, which susie may not even have been there for.) Magolor wanted to conquer the galaxy and rule over everyone, and Taranza helped Sectonia take over Floralia too, so what's the difference? But yeah, does mechanization really involve physical pain?

And also, does meta knight really fear susie? Everyone says that because of that one KSA title screen animation, but who says that meta knight flinches because of mecha knight, and not because shes a crazy fangirl? And when she notices DMK and stops to think, who says shes planning to make another mecha knight? Who says shes not thinking because shes just discovered another meta knight? There's also a kirby twitter illustration for hinamatsuri where susie gets to be the hina doll, and meta knight sits next to her as the emperor doll, and merely has a concerned expression, like almost everyone else in the picture, since susie was not expected to be the hina doll.

Ok, i ended up talking about mecha knight a lot more anyway. Im getting tired, lets move onto taranza. People (and honestly, even HAL) keep boiling his personality down to "sad heartbroken boi", and although its true him helping sectonia may have been because of his crush, he is also described in various sources as intelligent, clumsy, and easily lost in thoughts (although that last part may just be him mourning).

Another susie thing: she calls popstarians and jambandrans "uncivilized". Yikes. I think that's just a bad decision from HAL's part. Same thing with Taranza calling "bonjam" a "silly greeting".

I spent all day writing......... bye.. 😴

Please be polite and respectful ^^'

[dannybobany]

🎂 - birthdays 🧸 - full names 💞 - family life 💖 - siblings

Unfortunately I can only really answer some of these in full but I will answer to the best of my ability !!

For birthdays, I honestly have no idea when most of the kids birthdays are expect maybe Susie since in my head it was her birthday around the time of the incident (which actually played out over two days) which, little known fact, the mci canonically happened on June 26th! It’s mentioned alongside the initial information in those fnaf 1 papers but most people forget, so for simplicity’s sake let’s say Susie’s birthday is June 26 :}

The only other kid I’d know a birthday for would be Charlie who’s January 8th but she doesn’t really even count does she?

Full names! I mostly know these

Gabriel Mason (iffy on that surname, he’s the reason for that “mostly”)

Susie Webber

Jeremy “Jem” Lee

Fritz Hernandez

Cassidy Hicks

Honestly any of these names are up for change but I’m pretty sure these are my final choices for them, I’m glad this got asked because I like talking about Jeremy and his nickname, I think Jem is just a really cute nickname and it helps clarify who you’re talking about given the…. Several Jeremy’s

Family life! Ahh ok this is a fun one (my definition of fun is not fun)

So my thoughts are that most of the kids come from very nice homes .. with an exception to that but I’ll get to it

Gabriel’s parents in my head are this very nice very community oriented people, they do stuff like organizing food drives and fund raisers and charity dinners and all that probably because they’re also very involved with the local church, they’re very into that “sewing seeds” mentality and I think that rubs off on Gabriel in some ways, he likes helping people because that’s just what he grew up doing, he’s also the oldest of the main 5 so this ends up manifesting as him becoming a sort of parental or older sibling figure after the incident happens and the kids are sad about not being able to talk to thier parents anymore, for reference Gabriel is 12 and the others in in the 9-7 range

Susie, Susie’s life is incredibly basic and nice to me, she’s plain and that’s ok <3 she likes pink and traditionally girly things and her parents buy her dolls and dresses and all around the Webber’s are incredibly plain “nuclear family” people, the only notable things I have to say about Susie’s life is despite the fact her parents have well enough money to buy one of those fancy purebred dogs, when they asked Susie what kind of dog they should adopt she picked out a grimey scruffy little white dog from the shelter, like the kind grandmas have, and that’s her little werido dog and she named it dolly and she puts bows in its hair

Jeremy is a similar situation to Susie in that I picture his family as just plain nuclear family type people, the thing with him though (mixing in the ask about siblings) is his older brother is one of the masked bullies and that means tiny Jem (he is 6, his brother is 15) gets brought along on many teenage escapades because he just wants to be around his “cool” older brother, his brother Lincoln hates this but deals with it (and by deals with it, I mean he and Mike abandon their respective brothers in random playgrounds while they go commit vandalism and petty theft)

Fritz, Fritz is what I meant when I said this was a fun question

Fritz lives with his father and stepmother, his parents got divorced when he was 2 or 3 and since then Fritz has been largely absent from his own life, he parents pay little attention to him and at only 8 years old he’s learned to be almost entirely self sufficient, he knows how to make basic meals for himself he can do his own chores and most importantly he walks himself to school everyday… but since nobody really notices when he actually shows up and when he doesn’t on occasion Fritz will simply choose not to go to school and since his parents never show up to parent teacher conferences he doesn’t see many consequences for this, there’s also the matter of going home every day, but much of the time Fritz instead of going home just goes to Freddy’s since he really likes the place and it’s not a far walk from his school, after awhile of this behavior and the noticeable lack of parents watching him the employees at Freddy’s take notice of him and take turns watching him to make sure he’s alright since nobody else is… plenty of the time they’ll just get him a slice of pizza and a drink on the house because they feel bad, leaving Fritz to spend his questionably acquired money at the arcade instead

Fritz is one of the only kids I’ve really thought about at length like this.. other then

Cassidy! Cassidy lives with her dad, her mom died shortly after she was born so that leaves her dad Richard a single father, Richard is also a nurse and often struggles with his work schedule since the local hospital is permanently understaffed for nurses and they never seem to need him at convenient times of day… babysitters are expensive and Richard doesn’t have reliable friends or family, luckily Freddy fazbears provides surprisingly good childcare? He feels bad about leaving his daughter in a pizzeria while he’s at work but he doesn’t really have another option since there’s no decent cheap childcare in their town and well like I said, Freddy’s is genuinely the best option, not exactly on par with a real daycare.. but close! Well, right up until the murders that is…

Richard never stopped blaming himself

ANYWAY !!! Those were my general answers, unfortunately I am still missing information on some of the kids but for ones like Fritz and Cassidy I am joyful to share their stories :}!! Like I said any of this could change at any time but right now this is what it is <3 thank you for the ask! Terribly sorry to end on such a depressing note but that’s fnaf I guess

[raining-anonymously]

ok i've been thinking about the card kingdom. we all know the deal—they lived in harmony with the lightners (presumably meaning they were played with as the majority are toys), until one day the classroom was abandoned and locked up.

obviously, this did not have a good affect on the darkners, even leaving the king of spades vulnerable to manipulation by the knight. for reference, i imagine the timeline to be something like

classroom abandoned -> gaster or whoever contacts jevil -> jevil locked away -> knight contacts spade -> spade conquers the other kings -> the closet door is opened -> deltarune ch 1 begins.

oh yeah, and at some point the fountain starts existing.

anyway, when the classroom was first locked up, everyone was just kinda chilling. there was no knight, or gaster(??), or grim awareness that your world doesn't exist. only a wide variety of negative emotions resulting from the lightners' abandonment.

i imagine rouxls and jevil would feel some of the least effect, seeing as they were never played with much to begin with, being the rules card and the oft-discarded joker respectively. and based on lancer seeming to know nothing about lightners other than his dad's propaganda, as well as lancer being a literal child, i'd say he wasn't conscious/has no memory of before the lightners left. maybe clover too, since she seems a bit on the younger side.

but the other cards definitely feel the effects, and we know that the king of spades was furious. the chess pieces and the blocks and the top and whatnot all likely experienced a loss as well. but—and this may just be me indulging Blorbo Thoughts—the character who i think would be affected incredibly severely is seam.

think about it. when we ask seam about the lightners, the way they're described is almost reverential. gods, creators, those who gave the darkners purpose, and all said with a smile... seam's surpassing ralsei-levels of lightner worship there. and despite dismissing susie and kris and their hero status, seam does appear to recognize their power by the end of chapter 1/start of chapter 2, implying they'll be able to defeat more jevil-level enemies. there's even some—dare i say—hope? anyway, right after the whole "lightners are so cool" spiel, Seam's expression turns noticeably grim while recounting the lightner's abandonment—only to immediately take up an educational, objective tone, sharing history with the lancer fun squad without any of seam's own feelings about the matter. seam definitely did feel personally abandoned, choosing to use the phrase "left US behind," specifically including seam's own self in the pronoun usage. then seam mentions that even among the king's own troops, some still distantly hope the lightners will return... while smiling. read into that as you will.

now, all this dialogue is very interesting (or not if that isn't your thing), but why would seam be more affected by the abandonment than, say, a card? well, seam happens to be a plush toy. not only that, but one that has clearly been loved to the point of needing many repairs. we've all seen the theories that seam was catti's doll, or toriel's, or whoever's-else's, but what all these have in common is that seam was someone's beloved plushie. to go from being a favorite among lightners, or even one special lightner, to complete isolation from those who gave seam purpose—well, that couldn't have been fun. sure, at first seam had jevil, but that. uh. really did not end well.

by the time we meet seam, poor cat's definitely got some ~abandonment issues~, but these are purposely played off by establishing to us early on that seam does not care about anything. "it makes no difference to me." "that's nothing." etc. seam even encourages us not to buy things from the seap, and why would you need to buy from seam's old wares when there's a music shop? and honestly, the signs point to seam believing that even if the lightners did return, nothing would change or go back to the way it was. to quote seam, "Neither Light nor Dark hold a future for a Darkner in my condition."

anyway if seam does not get All the Happy Endings i am going to replay undertale and stop at the dog room and keep the annoying dog trapped in my inventory forever out of pure spite

[hollowsart]

Hey so uh idk if this is related to what you're drawing with the broken glasses or not, but I had a thought with Spamton and no one I know irl cares about it but I need to tell somebody--

Spamton is, for some reason, shorter than the other addisons.

Spamton also, for some reason, has a puppet's body, or at least the face of one. The other addisons do not.

He's also pure white with black accents, as opposed to a single color with a black shirt and green pants like the others.

Queen has mentioned that one can shrink if they go into her acid pool (in regards to how people could fit in her tiny houses).

Spamton has referred to himself as the "it burns! Stop! Help me! IT BURNS!!!" guy, and has also made reference to burning acid as well.

I'm sure I think I've made some brilliant connection but others have probably thought of this days ago. But all the art I've seen likes to draw Spamton as always having been short and white, and I haven't seen anyone explain why he has a puppet face instead of a normal addison one. The glasses and hair are explained fine; it's the puppet aspect itself that no one mentions. At least not that I've seen anyway.

... sorry for the long ask but I don't know anyone besides myself who cares about spamton and I need to share this with somebody

LONG RESPONSE, cutting for length:

oh! I've actually seen a few explanations, and even did my own thing, but it's really nothing extensive or explanatory, just a random thing I doodled for fun:

I just think he wanted to stand out from the rest, not be just another regular addison. So he just kinda.. took after Swatch a little tiny bit and did his own thing I guess?? but also... he is like a puppet, all the strings attached, that's a whole bunch of little elements to his whole character and backstory. So like.. idk. I'm not clever enough to really think of anything like that on my own haha

But also. someone said he probably sounds like a youtube poop and honestly? the only thing that comes to mind whenever I hear Spamton's line about being the "AH IT BURNS HELP" guy is that CDI Link clip of Ganon(?) screaming LOL SO I mean.. That checks out.

(also I feel like it would be in character for Queen to just say something really dumb as 'shrink in the acid :)' without that actually being what the acid would even do if someone fell in. Acid does shrink you...... while essentially killing you and burning you away painfully. but you're shrinking nonetheless.. also battery acid would just slowly eat away at you, it would be horrible)

here's some links to a few takes on Spamton and why he's short/looks the way he does, etc etc, I like these takes a lot: [1] [2] [3] [4]

I just wanna add this because it's hilarious and I love it: [worm]

additionally I did see [this] and... the addisons also having the nutcracker mouth? I like that. that's cool. very clever, now Spamton's not alone :>

...Also.. maybe. the doll-esque appearance thing was also part of his "corruption" ? as like.. a visual side-effect. Similar to how if your computer has a virus, yeah some things may bug out here and there, but also if it's bad enough, the whole visuals thing kicks in and makes things look different or wrong. Him looking doll-like rather than more "fleshy" normal like the other Addisons is definitely very off as it's clear he's not supposed to look that way...

personally, I do really enjoy the idea of Spamton just always having been small, plus, in the queen's mansion/palace, he has a whole normal room like Kris, Ralsei, and Susie's. alongside Asriel and Jockington's! He's big enough to just stay in a regular room like that without needing to be shrunk to fit into one of those tiny houses in the acid river/lake rooms...

[cellsshapedlikestars]

I need to rant about this finale!!

when Clayton said “i’ve gone through 5 years of growth in just 2 months” that made me so mad because that was some growth you should have gone through years ago!! Not now! Such a privileged white man statement!

I’m so tired of the Bachelor being a show where non-emotionally intelligent men come to “learn about themselves and grow” just to end up not being held accountable for the stupid shit they put these women through because of their immaturity! And they get “growth” out of it?? ugh.

It says a lot about Susie and who she is that she went back with him after what he did not just to her, but TWO other lovely women that were her friends?? If I were Gabby and Rachel I would not be happy with her…You don’t go date a man who did ALL of you so dirty! But I don’t really care and I don’t think they will get a lot of appearance in the franchise in the future bc Clayton is still really disliked by fans.

However, honestly so excited for Gabby and Rachel and feel like it’s going to be really interesting and something new for the franchise. Also can’t wait for paradise this year! I imagine Gabby and Rachel are gonna bring in some really interesting men because they are probably going to cater a lot of them to be funny for Gabby and stuff. At least I hope!

Thanks i just had to get that off my chest to people who understand!!

Oof, yeah, I agree with all of this.

You can always see a stark difference between male and female leads. There's a reason the Bachelorettes have a better track record for their first impression roses. The women are (as a generalization) simply better at knowing their own thoughts and feelings and what they want. The Bachelors tend to come in like raging idiot bulls in a china shop and can do some real lasting damage to these woman.

As for Susie... that really did confuse me. I definitely could not watch the show back and want to be with that human, not until he's gotten a lot of therapy, at least. Watching him be completely dead-eyed as Rachel sobbed and had a full breakdown was wild. He did not seem to care even a little bit about her or Gabby. Which really just reinforces my theory that he only told them he loved them because he wanted to fuck them - whether he realized this was what he was doing or not. Either it was intentional, or he genuinely does not know what love is and conflated it with lust (which, considering how blinded he was by Shanae, I'm going with the lust thing).

I was mostly enraged by his constant repeating phrases. He's like one of those dolls where you pull a string and it has like 3 things it repeats. "I'm so sorry you felt hurt." "I really did feel those things in that moment." "I was following my heart." Like shut up. I think I did scream SHUT UP at my TV multiple times.

On a positive note, both Gabby and Rachel handled themselves beautifully. Rachel's exit was heartbreaking and I don't even blame her for, in the moment, begging him not to do this. She really was all in. But my favorite thing ever will always be Gabby. My beautiful, wonderful Gabby.

(why has no one giffed Gabby yet?? I'll just add a picture of her face as Clayton asked if he could walk her out)

I'm thrilled they're both Bachelorette. No idea how this will work, but what I want is: they each get their own pool of men, but they get to see the other one's pool and then switch them around like a sports fantasy league. Or like trading candy at Halloween for the ones you like better. And they get a segment in each episode to get together, drink wine, and gossip about the shitty men. Gabby's grandfather can be invited to this.

[pinkdemonade]

My thoughts on Chapter 2!!!

Of course!!! Spoilers under the cut!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

...Anyways!!!

Chapter 2 is SO good, I adore every part of it, the setting, music, characters, art, gameplay..... I don't think there's any part that I am not a fan of. But that's whatever!! I just want to dump how I feel about specifics!!!

Firstly, and most Celina-Related... Mew Mew. MEW MEW!!! I guess they're Maddie as of now but!! My sentiment is unchanged by their name!! We don't even get to SEE her and yet getting those few lines of dialogue made me so happy ::')

She deserves the WORLD. I hope we get to enter the ghost residence sometime. It'd be our first chance to see all of them interacting in-game.....

Hometown's residents in general are very, very interesting... Asriel II hearing a song from the sea??? Snowy and Monsterkid investigating the bunker, Rudy's worsening condition, Alvin visiting Gerson's grave.... It's all so much.

The idea that Asgore is a former cop and might've been the reason Dess is, not around. Is heartbreaking. Even if nothing's confirmed it still hurt, and with DR's setting and tone it feels so much more personal than the six fallen children. Tragedies pile up at Asgore's feet wherever he goes. There's too much mystery behind this to say for sure but god it HURTS.

Spamton NEO.

Spamton NEO.

WHAT A FIGHT. The return of soul modes??? The theme??? The roller coaster?? Everything is so over the top and I LOVE it. Spamton himself has some pretty bleak implications for a LOT of things, and the ending of his fight is Fucked Up!! To say the least!!!

Plus the fact that this battle uses The World Revolving's leitmotif... Honestly, it feel like that part of the song symbolizes Freedom more than Jevil or any other character who may use it. Both Spamton and Jevil has serious themes of corruption, abandonment and freedom, which, looking at Kris.... Is worrying.

SPEAKING OF THE WONDERFUL CHARACTER THAT IS KRIS DELTARUNE...

Kris... Every little bit of characterization they got is so wonderful and so, so upsetting. People have talked about their searches a lot already, but what really got me was the post-Spamton NEO scene... They saw a puppet cut off it's strings, only to become nothing more than a doll. With everything he says to them about being "Just a heart on a string," and the previously mentioned motifs of freedom and abandonment... It clearly really got to Kris. They have what seems to be a full blown anxiety attack!! They were obviously disturbed by what happened with Spamton and it seriously broke my heart ::'(

With that, and the ending. the ENDING.... I'm very unsure if Kris is the Knight. There's a handful of things that have me feeling that way, like Jevil and King's supposed encounters with Said Knight. But, there is SOMETHING up with them... I don't think they have evil intentions at all!! I more feel that they took the stance the others had before hearing of The Roaring and stuck with it. That the Dark World is a better place, and even IF the imbalance could happen, Kris has the power to seal the fountains. It's a way to keep seeing Ralsei, to keep having adventures with Susie, and to keep doing this even despite the consequences.

The only thing that's got me stumped is... Queen says a knife was used to open the dark world in the computer lab. And, of course, that Dark World didn't exist until that day, after the Pie Incident... Perhaps the pie isn't the only thing that was effected then??

Whatever's going on with them, I don't think there's world ending intentions behind it... I have SO many questions

Oh and, Ralsei is DEFINITELY hiding something. I know it's common knowledge but... He really can exist in other dark worlds and move freely between them huh???? Is HE pure Darkness?? Is he even a DARKNER???? All we know is that he's a fluffy boy.....

And finally!!! Gaster's presence being nothing but subtle hints is chilling, I can't wait to see what The Good(?) Doctor has cooking up in The Void/The Bunker/[[Hyperlink Removed]]!!!

[hellothepixel]

Honestly i want to see a tv show of Undertale. Like. The characters in Undertale and Deltarune could work extremly well in a comedy show with little or no overall narrative, maybe similar to spongebob.

Undertale and deltarune do have a lot of dark moments, and seeing those dark moments in the context of a tv show would be really cool. But even if it was just the characters hanging out it would be extremly entertaining.

Imagine episodes like

"Ultimate Cookdown of Ultimate Destiny", where Toriel, Sans, Mettaton and Papyrus partake in a cooking competition.

"Teatime", where Papyrus finds a doll and keeps it, but it starts to move on it's own... everyone thinks the doll's alive - but it's just Napstablook, the original owner of the doll, who wanted to get it back and was too shy to ask.

"Digital Love", where Alphys wants to invite Undyne to a ball, but the ball is canceled on the day of the date. So she and Mettaton have to organize a whole new ball in less than twelve hours.

"Krisday", where it's Kris birthday, but Toriel is out of town on a school trip. Asgore wants to celebrate, but he is a bit out of touch with them. So he asks for Susie's help to make them the best birthday party! Also Ralsei is there somehow.

"Your Best Friends", where Ralsei and Flowey get stuck in the backrooms of the universe, and they have to work together to get out. Shenanigans ensue.

This comes mainly from watching videos of people animating Spongebob lines with Undertale characters. Not only do the ones i've seen fit pretty well character-wise, but it shows how well the characters work in an animated show format.

[official-michael-afton]

The answers to this hell-post under the cut, I’m too lazy to fetch my books to find the specific page numbers but I WILL say which books these scenes are all in and a brief explanation on what’s going on

uh- general tw for... for Fazfrights. Just. Just the shit Fazfrights gets up to.

INTO THE PIT - “Spring bonnie pretended to be a kid’s father. Like- the animatronic. And it worked. Every adult believed that, yep that’s just his dad.” Basically, the Main Character, Oswald, finds out he can travel between the modern day and the 80s Freddy’s pizzeria through a supernatural ball pit. At one point, though, Oz’s dad gets dragged through and Spring Bonnie steps out in his place. Everyone else seems to treat Springbon as if he were just Oz’s dad, and only Oz seems to notice that his dad was replaced.

ROOM FOR ONE MORE - “Vore” Okay so this one’s a bit of a joke, but the main character, I forget his name but fuck that guy, keeps falling asleep while on night shift in a Sister Location-esque place, and while asleep, more and more Minireenas climb inside of him to just- live in him. It’s supposed to be body horror but I’ve read enough weird fetish fics that my alarm was raised towards the ending of this book.

TO BE BEAUTIFUL - “A girl’s necklace fell off and she turned into a bunch of bicycle parts as a result” So the main character, Sarah, has self image problems and basically strikes a deal with an animatronic to make her more “beautiful”. The animatronic, Eleanor, tells Sarah to wear a special necklace and tells her to NEVER take it off in exchange for her beauty. Every day, another piece of Sarah seems to become more physically attractive. One day, though, she trips and her necklace breaks off, and that’s when the illusion drops. Turns out Eleanor was actually stealing her body parts in the night, replacing them with junk(i specifically remember bicycle parts mentioned), and the necklace was the illusion tech that made her look “prettier”

SCATTER MADE THIS UP - “A kid was literally so distracted by the animatronics performing that he tripped, hit his head on the corner of an arcade table, and fuckin died right then and there” Idk man I just tried to come up with something that COULD happen but wasn’t crazy enough for you guys to be like “c’mon that can’t be real”... unfortunately some of you caught on that it was actually something that could happen therefore not absurd enough to be real XD

THE FOURTH CLOSET - “Charlie has a literal doll inside of her” So most of you know by this point that in the TSE trilogy, Charlie was murdered as a child but Henry made an animatronic in her likeness. Well if memory serves right, he first started constructing Charlie’s AI into her doll, Ella, before her animatronic body was built. When Charliebot finally got built, Henry put the Ella doll into her so her AI would transfer over. There were multiple Charliebots, representing Charlie as she grew up, which is why Ella had to be removeable, so Henry could place her into an “older” body as she grew up.

COMING HOME - “A child deals with the trauma of seeing her murdered sister’s ghost” Okay this one was one of the few really good stories that I actually enjoyed reading- long story short Susie was one of the victims and is having trouble moving on and her sister, Samantha, eventually ends up helping as they both try to cope with their traumas and it’s a good story if you’re gonna read one read this one

COUNT THE WAYS - “Freddy is way too into executions” So the main character, Millie, is way too into death as a concept(she’s the stereotypical goth chick), and long story short ends up getting trapped inside of the chest cavity of a Freddy animatronic. I think it’s implied to be a Funtime Freddy but I forget honestly. As she’s there, the Freddy taunts her, basically explaining that she did deserve an execution for the way she treated her friends and family, and starts just listing off every way he could go about killing her

THE TWISTED ONES - “Clay Burke doesn’t take the divorce well” After the events of TSE, Clay Burke and his wife have some arguments over how the whole “Carlton got kidnapped and nearly murdered” scenario went. This eventually leads to a divorce and Clay isn’t taking it well. He’s drinking, his house is a mess, it’s sad :( 

DANCE WITH ME - “Ballora is the ultimate disappointed mom” After robbing a mother of her purse outside of a Freddy’s, local thief Kasey finds a pair of cardboard glasses that belonged to the child of the mom she just stole from. She sees an image of Ballora spinning in a pirouette, but it appears Ballora gets closer and closer over time as Kasey continues her life of crime. Kasey tries moving away and starting over, but Ballora follows her(much like her past). Ballora is like a manifestation of Kasey’s problems and guilt over her life of thievery. Kasey eventually decides to right some of her wrongs and returns the purse to the mother (and the glasses to the child) that she stole from, relieving her conscience of the guilt.

THE NEW KID - “A kid murdered another kid and tried to hide the evidence, convincing another kid to be his alibi so they don’t get arrested” So after being awfully jealous of the new kid(Kelsey), Devon decides to play a prank on him at a local abandoned Freddy’s they found. Devon basically convinced Kelsey to put on an old Golden Freddy springlock suit, in hopes of just leaving him there to scare him for a couple hours, but turns out the springlocks go off and Kelsey is implied dead. Devon supposedly didn’t intend for it to happen... but Devon also shows a lot of budding serial-killer traits earlier in the book (purposely killing a bird and having no emotional response to that, maybe even proud if i remember right :c), and seems more afraid of being caught then of MURDERING A GUY

[cynicalclassicist]

TURN BACK

Written by Chris Newton

This isn’t mine but was done by another of the Lockdown writers who very kindly sent it to me.

There it was again: that fluttering, rattling, scuttling noise. It sounded like grasping pincers, snapping mandibles and probing antennae. It felt like something was on her back. For some reason, it was an oddly familiar sensation. 

Donna Temple-Noble knew that things had not been right for a while. 

Things were fine in her life. After a decade of marriage, both she and Shaun were still very happy and very much in love. They had been determined that their big lottery win wouldn’t change them and, for the most part, it hadn’t. They lived in a ten bedroom mansion Highgate with two acres of land, owned a holiday villa in Spain, and had been able to afford to send Joshua and Ella to an incredibly expensive private school – but otherwise, they still went to watch West Ham every Saturday (albeit in their own executive box), still kept in touch with all their old friends (even Nerys), and eschewed fancy restaurants and glitzy parties in favour of Friday nights in on the sofa watching Love Island and eating Pringles. 

But something was wrong with the world. Her high school boyfriend, Mathew Richards, had always been going on about global warming back in the 90s, but as far as Donna had been concerned somebody was always banging on about the end of the world, whether it was the Millennium Bug, or Mayan calendars or Hadron Colliders… But what did that have to do with her life? She could hardly see which type of milk she put in her tea affected the wider world. 

But things began to get so bad that even Donna noticed. On her eighty-inch TV, she saw bush fires in Australia, David Attenborough showing the ice caps melting and an ocean filled with plastic. And then the Sontaran virus came – the lockdowns, the curfews, and the restrictions. But not even a global pandemic could prevent the USA from imploding in a civil war. The Zygon president had attempted to form a dictatorship when he lost the election and all hell had broken loose. 

Donna knew they were lucky, they were far away from the fighting and they could afford regular deliveries of fresh food, and had a huge garden with their own private swimming pool to occupy them in quarantine. The first lockdown had almost been like a holiday for the Temple-Nobles; the kids cannon balling into the water, Donna and Shaun sunning themselves on loungers, barbeques, cocktails. Their autumn lockdown consisted of bonfires and marshmallows, thick jumpers and flasks of hot chocolate as they told ghost stories on Halloween and twirled sparklers on Bonfire Night. It was almost perfect.

Almost… But not. Because for all the comfort their money could buy them, there was one problem wealth could not solve. 

Donna’s Grandfather, Wilf, was now ninety-one. A few years ago, after a fall, had moved into a care home. Donna made sure he received the best care possible, and paid for him to go to a lovely facility just near Hampstead Heath, that way they were practically neighbours. Before the virus, she had visited him every day without fail. His memory had been growing steadily worse; sometimes he called her Sylvia, and occasionally Louise, for some reason, but he never forgot that she was his granddaughter, and more than not greeted her by saying ‘Wahey, here she is! The Little General!’ which had been his nickname for her when she was little. 

But since lockdown, she had been unable to visit him. She knew it was for the best, for the safety of her grandfather and for the other residents in the home, but it didn’t change the fact that it felt as though a huge part of her had been ripped away. His dementia had worsened, the staff had told her over the phone, and he had been repeatedly talking about a spaceman in a flying blue box. 

She had managed to arrange a videocall with her grandfather, a favour from one of the nurses at the home. She sat waiting for him to answer, full of fear and trepidation. Always wondering which visit would be the one where he failed to recognise her entirely. 

“Wahey, here she is! The Little General!” Wilf’s face filled the screen of her phone. 

“Hiya Gramps!” Donna’s eyes welled with tears of joy at the sight of her grandfather. 

“Blimey, how’d you get inside this little tablet thingy?” he chuckled.  “Must be bigger on the inside,” he muttered with a strange, faraway look in his rheumy eyes, as though he were trying to remember something. 

“You don’t half come out with some rubbish!” she laughed. “We had a bonfire in the garden on the 5th. You know, jacket potatoes in tin foil, passing round a thermos of tea. Reminded me of the old days, up the hill at your allotment, remember?”

“Mmmm,” he smiled distantly, before his face crumpled in confusion. “’Ere, where’s the Doctor?”

“You’ve already seen the doctor, Gramps. Remember? He put you on those new pills.”

“No, not him. The skinny one. Isn’t he with you? He usually is.”

“Why would he be with me you daft old thing? I’m fit and healthy, thank you very much. Touch wood,” she tapped her head. “Don’t need a doctor.”

“I think you do,” Wilf mumbled. “I think we all do. He’d sort out this bleedin’ virus.”

“They’ll have a vaccine before you know it, Gramps. You’ll be round ours for Christmas dinner, just you wait and see.”

“That’ll be nice,” he grinned. “How’s Lance, then? He alright?”

“Shaun, granddad, I’m married to Shaun. Lance… had to go away.”

“Oh. Well, it’s probably for the best. I never did like him much.” 

Donna couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“The kids want these flippin’ animatronic Baby Yoda dolls for Christmas,” she changed the subject. “Honestly, it’s Star Wars this, Star Trek that… and that other one. You know, the time travel one? No idea where they get it from, I was never into any of that sci-fi rubbish.” 

“Donna…” Wilf cried, a sudden urgency in his voice.

“Yes, Gramps?” she swallowed nervously, it had been a long time since he had called her by her name. “What is it?”

“There’s something on your back.”

The words chilled her, although she had no idea what they meant. She felt her right hand darting involuntarily over her shoulder expecting to feel… what, exactly? Something creeping, crawling, insectoid… she shivered. 

“There’s nothing there. Honestly, what are you on about?”

“He was only trying to help, but it’s gone wrong again. It wasn’t a fixed point, you see? It was one of those… Temporal wotsits.”

Donna took a deep breath.

“I think you’re getting mixed up again, Gramps.”

“Hmm?” he looked at her, his eyes full of warmth, kindness and confusion. “So how’s Lance, then? He alright?”

“Yes, Gramps. Lance is fine.”

“Oh, that’s good. I always liked him. Oh, I’ve got to go. The nurse wants her tablet back. When are you coming to see me?”

“As soon as I can, Gramps. I promise. As soon as I can.”

“Well, I’ll look forward to it. Ta-da sweetheart.”

“Bye,” she stifled a tear as the screen became blurry, before Wilf’s face was replaced by a blonde-haired woman.

“Donna Noble!” the stranger grinned irrepressibly 

“Oh, hi,” Donna swiftly composed herself. “Are you the nurse? Thanks so much for letting me speak to him…”

“Yeah. Well, I’m a Doctor, actually. Although a lot of people assume I’m a nurse these days. Bit annoying, really. Not that there’s anything wrong with being a nurse, mind! If it’s good enough for Rory Pond, it’s good enough for me.”

The blonde woman was still grinning.

“Oh my god,” Donna’s mouth fell open. “I know you!”

“No! No – that’s not possible!” The Doctor’s face paled.

“I knew I recognised you.”

“Listen to me – you cannot know who I am…”

“You’re Leanne Battersby. From Corrie!”

“What?”

“Ha! Just wait ’til I tell Nerys, she’ll be well jealous.” Donna snorted.

The Doctor harrumphed. 

“Leane Batt… Actually, you know what? If it stops your neural receptors from combusting then fine. Fine! Yeah. Leanne Battersby at your service. If you think I’m just an actress from Coronation Street then it’s safe for us to talk. Well, I say safe… safe-ish. By which I mean not very dangerous. Okay, maybe it’s a little bit dangerous. Put it this way: your mind won’t burn, but you might end up forgetting your old mate Susie Mair.”

“Susie Who?”

“Exactly. Anyway, we don’t have long… I need to get back in Wilf’s wardrobe before the Sontarans triangulate my signal. I’m telling you, this has been a long eight months. But your grandfather’s right: there is something on your back. Again. Or maybe for the first time – it all gets a bit wibbley with alternate dimensions. But there’s something on your back, and I’m really sorry, but it hitched a ride on a lottery ticket.”

“What on Earth are you on about?”

“Not on Earth, actually, Shan Shen,” the Doctor said, and then winced. “Oops! Shouldn’t have said that. Might have deleted another scene. Remember that time you were one the phone to Veena in the kitchen and you heard that strange wheezing, groaning sound coming from outside?”

“No?”

“Probably for the best.”

“What’s going on? And why are you in my Granddad’s wardrobe? Do I need to call social services, ’cause don’t think I won’t, blondie!”

“I need you to trust me. What was the name of that TV show where the kid in the blindfold had to be guided through the dungeon by their mates?”

“Knightmare?” 

“Yes! That’s the one. I need you to be my Dungoneer. I don’t have a Helmet of Justice so you’ll just have to close your eyes.”

“Close my eyes??” 

“I know I’m asking a lot, Donna, but Wilf trusts me, and that’s all I can tell you. But be honest – you know something’s wrong, don’t you? You can feel something digging into your shoulders, can’t you?”

Donna nodded. There was no denying it, and for some inexplicable reason, she felt she could trust this woman, even though the reason seemed distant and out of reach. Donna closed her eyes. 

The strange woman on the phone guided her out of the house, past a row of trees and to the telephone box at the end of the road. Funny, Donna thought, she didn’t remember there being a telephone box there. She hadn’t seen a proper one for years. 

Following the Doctor’s instructions, Donna pulled the handle and the door creaked open as she stepped inside. Instinctively, she reached out for the mounted payphone, but her fingers met only empty air. Perhaps it wasn’t an operating phone box anymore? It probably housed a defibrillator instead. She was tempted to have a peek and find out.

“Don’t even think about opening your eyes,” the Doctor snapped, somehow reading her thoughts, “if you open your eyes, your brain will hyperpodulate.”

“Hyer-what-you-what? I want you to know I’m taking a lot on faith here, Battersby! And if this is a wind-up, then so help me god...” 

Donna’s threat was drowned out the VROOP-VROOPING of ancient engines that at once sounded utterly alien and distantly familiar to her, like hearing a half-remembered nursery rhyme from childhood. 

She heard the telephone box door creak open again, and a rush of cold air from outside. Strange, it didn’t feel like the smoky air of the November street she had come from. It felt crisper, fresher. She could hear the merry peal of church bells. There isn’t a church that close to my house, she thought, puzzled.

“You can come out now. Walk forwards but keep your eyes closed for a moment.”

Donna did as she was told. She felt grass beneath her feet as the VROOP-VROOPING resumed and then faded, drowned out by the sound of the bells. 

“You can open you eyes now,” the woman on the phone was now stood in front of her, but that was the least surprising thing to Donna. 

“But, how…” Donna looked down at herself. “I’m in my wedding dress. I don’t understand?” The two of them were stood by an old lychgate. Donna looked ahead – there was the church where she had married Shaun. Discarded confetti swirled about her ankles. There were guests milling about ahead – there was her grandfather’s friend Minnie Hooper. Minnie the Menace he used to call her! Although Donna was sure she’d heard that Minnie had died recently. Nevertheless, there she was, full of joy and life. And there was Nerys in her hideous peach dress! 

“What year is this?” asked Donna.

“2010,” said the Doctor.

“This is my wedding day. How is this even possible?”

“The time differential’s trying to reconcile there being two of you here at the same time. Hence the dress. It’s tricky with parallel universes. Anyway, ‘how’ isn’t important right now. What’s important is that somebody just gave you a lottery ticket as a wedding present.”

“I know, cheapskate.” 

“You’re about to win a triple rollover.” 

“Yeah, well…” 

“The thing is, Donna – the man gave you that ticket – he meant well, but he was meddling with things that shouldn’t have been meddled with. He was young – still in his Time Lord Victorious phase.”

“I don’t understand a single word you’re saying.”

“You know that theory that a butterfly fluttering its wings can cause a hurricane on the other side of the world? Well, time’s like that. Small, trivial things can cause ripples which alter the course of history. The truth is: you didn’t win that money. At least, not originally. You took one look at that ticket and ripped it up. Remember? The first dance at your wedding reception was Can’t Buy Me Love.”

“No… that’s not right,” said Donna. It couldn’t be. She knew that hadn’t happened. Their first dance had been 2 Become 1 by Spice Girls. So why could she remember dancing to The Beatles with Shaun?

“Nobody won the lottery that week – and the next week it was a quadruple rollover! A boy called Michael Finch won it. He was only sixteen. Imagine that! First time he’d ever played. Great kid. A friend of mine met his dad once. Long story. Anyway, I’m sorry Donna, but Michael didn’t spend it on cars and holiday homes and private pools. He invested in the future: green initiatives, healthcare, education… When the Sontarans released their virus, Earth was ready for it. Plus, the United States didn’t have a Zygon for a president. Well, they did actually, but she’s one of the nice ones. But shh, don’t tell anyone.”

“You know what,” said Donna. “I don’t think you really are Leanne Battersby, are you?”

“No.”

“But I do know you, don’t I?”

“Yes.”

“And that’s… bad? My head hurts…” Donna cupped her forehead in her palm.

“Yes. It’s very bad,” said the Doctor. “But it’s okay. Because if you tear up that lottery ticket and let Michael Finch win it instead, then you’ll change the future and we’ll never have met. Well, not like this anyway.” 

“This is crazy. How is any of this possible?”

“My fault, I’m afraid. A long time ago, you had an encounter with a Time Beetle – and this is the gross part, sorry – Time Beetles can lay eggs beneath the hosts’ skin. They lie dormant, sometimes indefinitely, until the host encounters a significant temporal junction – in your case a lottery win that could change the course of human history. You were never supposed to have this life, Donna. You were supposed to tear up the ticket.”

More non-memories were flooding Donna’s mind – the years of living on the breadline in Chiswick, living with the regret of their lost fortune. A bank holiday weekend in Blackpool with the kids, having her fortune told by the strange little woman in the kiosk on the pier… Voicing her regret aloud and wishing she could go back to the day of her wedding and keep that winning ticket. 

That couldn’t be right… They never took the kids to Blackpool. Their holidays had been in Cyprus and Malaga, they’d splashed out on luxury round-the-world cruises. But she remembered it so vividly: the rattle of the trams, the glare of the illuminations, the taste of the chips, the seagulls crying overhead. 

“But we’ll have nothing. I can’t go back to the way we used to live: hand to mouth, never knowing where next month’s rent is coming from. What about Ella and Josh? They’ll be born with nothing.”

“Donna Temple-Noble, listen to me,” the Doctor gazed at her sternly. “You’ll have everything. You’ll have each other.” 

Donna looked back over to the church – there was Wilf! – still spry at eighty and fighting off Minnie’s advances as ever. And there was Shaun – so handsome in his wedding suit! She couldn’t believe how young he looked. 

The Doctor was right. Donna thought of how happy they had been during lockdown, not because they were comfortable, but because they had each other. The tweet-a-longs, the virtual gigs, the walks in the woods, the disastrous attempts at baking, standing on their doorstep and clapping for U.N.I.T…. She hadn’t put two and two together until she’d been speaking to her grandfather: but it had been the first time in her married life – the first time as a mother – that she had somehow recaptured that magic of sitting in her grandfather’s allotment with a flask of tea and gazing at the stars. 

At the time Donna had felt as though she were longing for adventure, as though the stars held some inexplicable magic, but now she knew that the magic had been right there in the allotment all along. She no longer yearned for adventure, but longed instead to return to those simple days. She never could, of course. Wilf’s star was fading, but her own was rising. She thought back to the old world of financial hardship: rented flats, being plunged into darkness when the electricity meter ran out, payday loans and minimum wage temp jobs. There would be struggles but there would also be magic. There would be stories by candlelight, cartoons and warm milk before bed in the precious few years before Joshua and Ella became moody teenagers. There would be games in the park. There would be home cooked meals, and there would be telly and Pringles on the sofa on Friday nights. 

There would be family. 

Donna turned to speak to the blonde woman, but the stranger was gone, so she hitched up her wedding dress and hurried over to her husband. 

“Who were you talking to?” he asked.

“A friend,” Donna smiled.

“What’s her name?”

“I can’t remember,” she said. It was strange, the name was on the tip of her tongue, but it had gone. She decided it didn’t matter.

“Give us that lottery ticket, will you?” Donna asked. (She had entrusted it into Shaun’s safe keeping. There were still no pockets in wedding dresses.)

“Why, you got a good feeling about it?” he asked, taking it from his pocket and handing it to his bride.

“Yeah. As a matter of fact, I have,” said Donna Temple-Noble as she tore up the ticket, and a great weight lifted from her shoulders.

[mwolf0epsilon]

Silly prompt Idea for if you feel like it: BATIM but the monsters are chill to humans but are still unnerving; Sammy doesn't care about sacrificing people and is instead constantly trying to commit theophagy, Alice just covers the ruined half of her face with a mask instead of seeking perfection but sings songs about dismembering people anyway, the projectionist is tame and comes when you 'Pspspspspsps' at him but he also plays with corpses. etc.

Summary: Sometimes Joey liked to shake things up a bit to keep Henry on his toes, but this particular loop was probably the weirdest of them all...

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Joey Drew was a creature of positively maddening habit. He'd demonstrated this since he was but a little child, eager to run from the church service and get grass stains on his Sunday best, ready to go on imaginary adventures with his one best friend in the whole wide world. Indeed, a day could not go by where Joey and Henry didn't play pretend in the latter's backyard.

Now as an old and bitter man in a wheelchair, the same still proved to be unfortunately true, although the setting was much different. He'd drag himself out of bed every day, completed his routine, then off he went to put his "toys" and supposed best friend through the same nightmare over and over again.

Surely doing the same old charade had to grow stale even for him, right? Well... That's why once in a blue moon, Joey tried to get a little... Creative.

Henry found that he hated those times more than being a prisoner to a never-ending loop, because the unpredictable nature of Joey's creativity was truly something out of his nightmares. Such was his dilemma now.

The first sign that all was not as it should be was the fact the pedestals that allowed the Ink Machine to be turned on, were already prepared and ready to go. Items placed in their rightful positions awaiting the flick of a switch. The second sign was the apprehensive behaviour of the demon, upon Henry triggering its first appearence in this loop. It didn't jump out at him, instead merely pulled itself out of the ink with something akin to frustration.

"You too uh?" Henry felt for the wretched creature, knowing that it was as unwilling a participant in this show as he was. He also knew that it disliked when Joey shook up the plot a bit because it often ended with it finding a more painful demise.

The Ink Demon said nothing in return, but motioned for him to go with it's uneven limbs. Different or not, the path was a linear one and Henry had to go about everything as if it were a normal run... Except it was anything but. The Music Department was proof enough of that.

He fell through the floor, had the usual visions, acquired a fire axe, and was ready to find the music director creeping about as usual. Instead, the old veteran came face to face with a religious service in full swing.

Searchers and Lost Ones, gurgling and reciting along to whatever "words of god" Sammy Lawrence was currently preaching, were sitting in makeshift booths.

Several alters set up for the Ink Demon were brimming with offerings of dolls, trinkets and cans of bacon soup. So many, many, cans of bacon soup. Brought in by the members in attendance.

Henry paused, completely taken by surprise by this... Arrangement. If anyone noticed his presence, no one seemed bothered about it. If anything, Sammy glanced once at him and merely continued his sermons, giving Henry ample time to accomplish his tasks in the music department.

As he collected the abandoned pressure valve (because Jack had apparently also gone to the "Sunday service"), Henry wondered if the mad maestro would just let him leave peacefully.

When no blow came from behind, he felt pretty satisfied with the outcome. Until he had to pass by the large gathering of ink people again, that is...

The sermons had apparently come to a close, and it was about the time church goers were to perform their theophagy ritual. Henry expected them to just eat the soup as their "body and blood of god", but of course why would any sane man think that these people who followed the ramblings of a mad Prophet, would do so much as dare a glance at an offering to their Lord?

No, Henry should have honestly known better, and he came to a complete stop as he watched the once-respectable composer push a cage full of live rats, and a bowl full of ink, into the center of the room.

"Feast now brothers and sisters, for one day this flesh will allow us to regain our own physical bodies. But let us not forget our Lord's blessings. May drinking his blood infuse us with the courage we need to commit to such ritualistic prayer."

Henry didn't stick around to watch the "feasting", but the shrill screeching of rats and wet crunching of bones followed him all the way to Buddy's safehouse, where the poor cartoon wolf looked just as disgusted and horrified as him. Fur standing on end just as Henry's own skin got goosebumps.

Thoroughly disturbed by what he'd witnessed, the old cartoonist knew to be on guard for whatever came next. While the Ink Demon seemed to just linger and let them pass, Alice Angel was still a supposed threat he needed to contend with. Joey didn't do much with her, as far as petty resentment towards Susie went, so he expected a struggle. He didn't expect a cabaret show.

There, in a room fixed up to look like a stage with Butcher Gang clones working as some sort of bar staff, stood the malicious lady herself, performing with a mask fashioned from an Alice Angel cutout's head.

The left side serving to hide her deformities, while she seductively swung her hips to the beat of a song that was certainly less cartoony and more sensual. A tango of some sort, or perhaps even jazz. Henry had a bit of a tin ear, so he couldn't really tell...

She was pretty content just singing and dancing, although her words were ones that put both he and Buddy on edge.

Sweet words that romanticized death and dismemberment, because nothing spelled angelic mercy like hearing about your innards getting torn out and used in ways he dare not speak of.

At least the whiskey was nice, likely pillaged from a couple of employees's offices.

Wherever Henry went, he found no real danger. This loop was just weird. Of course before moving onto Bendyhell to see what in God's name Joey might have done to subdue Bertrum, Alice did ask him to check up on Norman.

He'd at least hoped the Projectionist was behaving as intended... Except he wasn't. Of course he wasn't. Henry nearly backed off into the lift as soon as he realized the hulking beast was playing with the remains of its dead prey, and then nearly straight up pissed himself when that blazing light fell upon him and his lupine companion.

But then the large beast did something unexpected. It lumbered slowly towards them rather than rushing them, and then gently head-butted Henry's arm, purring like a big twisted cat of some kind.

Buddy shrugged at him when he looked over with a raised brow, before the old cartoonist sighed and gave the object-headed beast a few scratches on the "chin" and left it to its... Morbid activities. Playing with its mangled food like an actual cat...

Bendyhell in contrast, was quite pleasant. Abuzz with the cheers of Lost Ones having fun with the games and rides. Bertrum looked annoyed, but entertained his guests nonetheless. Henry Eve caught sight and waved at the dancing animatronic that ran about checking in on the Lost Ones that were having a blast. Hopefully none belonged to Sammy's church, lest poor Bertrum ended up dealing with upchucked rat remains... Best not think of that.

The encounter with Allison and Tom was postponed to the giant Ink Machine itself. They were in the Ink Demon's throne room, playing card games with it. The absolute look of boredom twisting its grin into a grimace.

"You know what, I don't even care enough to ask..." He threw up his hands in surrender and simply say down with them. "What are we playing?"

"Go fish. At the best of three, then you can end this nightmare..." Allison sighed.

"Amen to that..." He took the hand the Ink Demon shuffled for him, then joined in their game, allowing Buddy to sit down besides him to doodle away in his notebook.

If Joey was going to weird him out with his freaky jokes, at least Henry would get back at him by leaving him waiting in his stuffy old apartment.

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Like it Never Happened, chapter 1: Welcome Back

Sorry this is late. I don’t know if this is going to be a one-off or if there will be more. Either way, I hope you enjoy this post-ink hell Samsie story.

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Susie’s first day back in the real world had gone so well. After she’d tumbled out of the ink machine, which had been moved into a government research facility after Henry Stein had escaped their dimension and alerted the authorities, she’d been greeted by the researchers there. A worker on site had helped connect her to her nearest living relative and arranged her to meet with a lawyer in roughly the same area a few days later- as one might imagine, many strange legal and practical difficulties are bound to pop up when one is assumed dead for nearly twenty years. After that, she’d a long trip back to her sister, who had welcomed her with tear-filled eyes and open arms. She’d gotten to pet her sister’s German Shepard and eat real food for the first time in ages. After she’d settled into the guest room, there was only one decision left for Susie to make, and she thought she was ready. Taking a deep breath, she dialed the number that the woman at the research lab had given her. She’d been told that the man it belonged to wasn’t sure if she’d want to talk, but had wanted to give her the option.

“Hello?” a voice answered. Was that how Sammy had sounded before his inking? Susie couldn’t remember.

“Hello, is this Sammy Lawrence?”

“Yes, and this is?”

“Susie Campbell. The woman who revived me gave me your number. She said that you wanted to speak with me, but only if I was willing to. So… what is it, Sammy?”

“I just wanted to see how you were doing. I sent the same message to Jack, too, and a few others that I knew before everything happened. I guess after being their leader for so long, it just felt weird to suddenly be out and be told that it was in someone else’s hands.”

Susie blushed. “Oh.”

“What? What is it?”

“Sorry, I guess I was just jumping to conclusions. I thought that you might’ve given me this number because you wanted… I don’t know- forgiveness, or…” the thought honestly seemed to silly to say aloud now. And Susie wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to see him- lord knew what a tangled ball of emotions that was- but, she did sort of want him to want to see her.

A slightly irritable tone crept into Sammy’s warm voice. “I’m not begging you for forgiveness. Same way I’m not blaming you for- well, you know. Point is, let’s leave that world behind us.”

“Okay. Sorry, I kind of only got out this morning.” She paused. “Do you ever see any of the others, Sammy? Do you still talk?”

“Not really. I still talk to some of my cult members over the phone, but they’ve all kind of scattered to the winds. Where are you living right now?”

Finally, an indication that he wanted to see her! “I’m about an hour from New York City. I’m living with my sister right now. Of course, I’m going to try and get a job and my own place as soon as possible, but yeah, for now I’m here.”

“That’s wonderful. I’m living in New York. So… would you be willing to see me? Not as a date- just as an ex-ink creature to ex-ink creature sort of thing.”

“That sounds perfect.”

“So, tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

So, the next day, Susie found herself in New York City, waiting in a Café for Sammy to arrive. This was exciting, and a little nerve-wracking. Would they get along as though nothing had happened? Would she scared and wary around him, just as she had been between her transformation into Alice and her imprisonment? She hadn’t noticed it until she was back in the bustling city, but she had gotten awfully jumpy- like a part of her hadn’t realized that death wasn’t lurking around each corner anymore. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too obvious to Sammy. And then- would Sammy be different as well?

Finally, Sammy arrived. He looked just about the same as he always had- the scientists had really done a good job at reconstructing their bodies. The fact that they’d neglected to put details like pores or veins on their skin made them look either like wax figures or like airbrushed models, depending on who you asked.

“Hey. Enjoying being human again?” Sammy asked, sitting down across from her.

“Sure beats the alternative. So, how long have you been out?”

“Thirty-two days. Oh my God, are they still handing out those, ‘your new body’ brochures?”

Susie laughed. “The ones that are half like one of those books you give kids who are goin’ through puberty and half like an ad for a super-realistic doll? Yep. I bought us some scones, by the way.”

Sammy took one and thanked her. “I never thought of them that way, but that hits the nail on the head. ‘Make sure to wash properly! Your hair and skin are like real!’ Yeah. Sure they are. Real enough, though.”

“And I just love the fact that they decided to give me a pulse, but only on my left wrist. I mean, what- did they think that I’d complain if I couldn’t check my ‘heartrate’?”

“Wait, you have a pulse?”

“Oh, is that new?”

“I guess. I wouldn’t spend an extra month in the studio for it, that’s for sure!”

Susie laughed. “Oh my God. So someone did complain about it!”

Sammy laughed a little as well. “So, do you have anything that you always told yourself that you’d do the second you were out of that place?”

“Well, we had some plants in my area of the studio. They were the same colour as everything else, of course- and they felt like paper. Only living thing that I wasn’t destroying and they only made the place feel deader. I told myself that if I ever got out, I’d never take living things for granted again.”

Sammy smiled. “Yeah. I was a lot like that, too. Well, it’s your first day out. Want to go appreciate some living things?”

Susie heartily agreed to the idea, and so as soon as the two of them were finished with their scones, Sammy led her to a greenhouse. Susie loved it. There were flowering plants in every possible colour. Sammy ended up buying her one that she could keep in her room- a beautiful purple flowering plant called a “Gloxinia.” For a moment, the two of them could have almost forgotten that anything had happened, and for Sammy that was rare. It seemed to Sammy that almost everything was aesthetically different now, and he had never quite shaken off the feeling that he was some kind of time traveller. With Susie here now, though, gushing over stuff like she used to, he almost wanted to kiss her and ask her if she wanted to see Kings Row at one of the new fancy in-colour theatres.

After walking Susie to the bus stop, she’d stopped and looked back at him, as though considering giving him a kiss. Sammy hadn’t stopped her. Maybe, he thought, he should have.

He couldn’t base their relationship on the lie that nothing had happened. Something had happened. And Sammy felt it the moment her bus had taken off. He’d heard something- he wasn’t sure what- that reminded him of the Projectionist’s roar and stumbled away in fear so quickly that he nearly ran into oncoming traffic. He was used to that kind of thing by now, and was able to take a few deep breaths and calm down, the only consequence of his outburst being a few strange looks. It hadn’t been that way when he’d only been out a few days. Something had happened. And if Susie hadn’t felt it yet, she would.

It would be nice if they could support each other through this. But their relationship had been so flimsy back in the 1930s. Could it even survive while they were both battling demons? Not unless it was much stronger than it was back then. And Sammy was tempted to just let things keep going in the direction they were going, to let things sort themselves out. Things would not be as picture perfect as this… (is it still called a first date when you were dating decades ago and never really broke up so much as betrayed each other horribly and became bitter enemies who did horrible violent things to each other while under the influence of a supernatural substance which is no longer in the picture?) outing, moreso than it was for all relationships compared to their honeymoon phase- that was for sure. But, if they were both enjoying it, what was the harm? They were different people now. Maybe they could make it work.