#jumpscare dark turtle

[deadtiredghost]

the differences across itterations.

[overtail]

Hey!! Loved your last Zuko smut it was so great! Could you please make another smut where zuko joins gaang but he isn’t fully trusted yet by everyone (except from reader who saw good in him from the beginning) so every night one person keeps an eye on him and when it was reader’s turn thing turned out spicy

I would like female reader who is flirty and teasing because she alert always found him attractive

It’s okay if you don’t want to write this I just saw you asked for requests

Thank you in advance<3

THANK U FOR REQUESTING MUAH MUAH

anyways id love to do that for you hehe :3

sorry if it took a while i was sick when i got the request 😔

got silly while writing this

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I know you - Zuko x Reader🔞

Summary: She was from the fire nation, he was the heir of it. She grew up thrown to the side, not ever accepting her true powers. When her and the Gaang take in Zuko so he can teach Aang firebending, she trusts him more than the others.

Trigger Warning: NSFW, flirting, arguing, slight bottom Zuko, Semi-public sex, both reader and zuko are awkward turtle ducks

Reader Info: Firebender who can't bend, Female intended, headstrong, flirty

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"I really don't want to supervise Zuko tonight." Sokka grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Ever since Zuko saved Aang and his friends from 'Combustion Man' or better known as 'Sparky Sparky Boom Man', nobody trusted him to sleep around them without supervision. Well, except (Y/N), but they thought she had some bias since he was fire nation.

Nobody had a single drop of respect for him. Even though he insisted that he, 'was good now', everyone believed he was a spy.

But nobody could blame them.

"I need my beauty sleep." Sokka mimicked a beauty guru as his hands framed his face. "The ladies appreciate a pretty boy."

Katara groaned, rolling her eyes. "It's your turn, Sokka." She crossed her arms, pursing her lips at him. "No one else is gonna-"

"I'll do it!" A voice quickly interrupted. Everyone turned to look at (Y/N), who was standing stiffly. She smiled awkwardly. She pinched at the hem of her pants, stepping forward. "I don't mind doing it.."

Sokka crossed his arms, raising a brow at (Y/N). Everyone was aware of the little 'crush' she had on Zuko. I mean, he was cute, he was angsty, and he was strong. Extremely short, but strong. She always took the chance to tease him.

"I mean, if you insist." Sokka walked away towards his tent, sighing softly in happiness. Rest was one of his most appreciated things in life - behind stuffing his face in food. Maybe it was because he liked the feeling of waking up in the morning, or the interesting dreams he had at night.

No one knew.

"Thanks, Sokka!" She said with a smile waving goodbye to him. "I-I mean, I'll do the job.."

As everyone headed off to their respective sleeping spots, (Y/N) listened to the quiet chirping of the crickets, looking up at the night sky as the stars glimmered. She considered whether or not she should g into Zuko's tent to check up on him (more like poke fun at him.)

While she ended an ear to the sound of the crackling flames coming from. the vampire, she heard the sound of shuffling coming from her left. (Y/N) glanced to the side, seeing Zuko climbing out from the flaps of his tent.

"Oh. Hi." He said awkwardly, holding his hand up in place of a wave. "What are you doing out here?" He questioned, wondering where Sokka was. Zuko was aware of the rotation for their watch party; Aang, Katara, Sokka, and then (Y/N). Toph didn't have the responsibility of watching Zuko since her feet were still injured from when he jumpscared him that night.

"Watching you." (Y/N) tried to play it cool, but a pool of desire filled her heart as she watched Zuko's dark hair fall in front of his amber eyes. He looked so pretty as the firelight shone on his pale skin. She started to grow pink under his gaze.

"Isn't it Sokka's turn?" Zuko stretched, his shirt lifting up to expose his stomach. (Y/N)'s eyes widened at the sight.

"Yeah, but he begged me to take his turn," She lied, rubbing the back of her neck. "he's awfully tired."

Zuko nodded. He began to walk over to the log (Y/N) was sat on. (Y/N) watched as he sat next to her, his pale fingers grazing the hard bark of the seat. It was extremely cold in the area, especially since they were in a semi-cave. After the failed invasion at the palace, they had begun to stay at the western air temple. The infrastructure was odd - upside building lining the roofs of the cave.

"I'm sure you won't mind hangin' out with me." She elbowed him, smirking. "Us being fire nation and all."

Zuko turned to look at her, a brown raised in confusion. "You're from the fire nation?" He asked, tilting his head. It was as if he was inspecting her. "You don't seem like it."

(Y/N) shrugged, glancing up at him. "Yeah. I mean, my family was banished when I was pretty young. But I'm still fire nation." She sighed, resting her chin on her hand, Her elbow dug into the skin of her knee, but she didn't mind. "Do you know Gender Jin?" She asked.

With a nod, Zuko said, "Yeah, why?"

Genera. Jin had been banished from the fire nation twelve years ago, whe Zuko was four. He had committed treason against Azulon, Zuko's grandfather, for having a child with a waterbender. Apparently, he was also accused of planning attacks on the fire nation with the northern water tribe during this time. It was never confirmed, but the speculation was brought up a whole lot.

"That's my Dad." (Y/N) said, sighing softly, Zuko let out a small 'oh', surprised at this.

"Are you-"

"The infamous forbidden child? Yep. Yes-sir-ee." (Y/N) interjected. She already knew what he was going to say. The word was passed around almost the whole world when it happened, since the fire nations grasp infiltrated every nation in some manner. She knew what her name was. She knew what people thought of her.

"The rumors of me being a firebender and a water bender aren't true." Zuko looked at her, surprised that she knew this. "I'm just a plain ole' firebender."

There was an awkward silence between the two. There was not much to say, at least off the top of their heads.

(Y/N) perked up, looking over at Zuko. "Do you think you could teach me some tricks?" She said excitedly. Zuko was caught of guard by this.

"Tricks? What do you mean?" He asked, wanting her to elaborate. He was looking for practice with a firebender lately, so this might be fun.

"Like, could you teach me?" (Y/N) looked away with an embarrassed face. Her father never told her firebending; he wanted her to live a normal life as a kid.

"You mean you don't know anything?" Zuko laughed in disbelief. "Anything at all?"

"Yeah.." (Y/N) grumbled, pursing her lips slightly. "I'm ashamed of it - I can admit it. But I wouldn't mind if you taught me some things." She wiggled her brows, smirking slightly as she glanced at him. Zuko flattened his lips.

"I mean, I don't have much to do." Zuko pushed off of the seat, leaning forward and standing up fully. He glanced down at (Y/N). He reached his hand out, offering it to her. "Come on."

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They walked into a small clearing, the cold night wind blowing their hair back and forth. They had climbed above the cliff the western air temple hung from, where a large valley rested.

Zuko had removed the robe that hung over his clothes. His arms were exposed, small goosebumps lining his arms.

(Y/N)'s eyes graced his body, her face growing red from both the cold air and his body.

"Already undressing?" She teased, crossing her arms and grinning. "Take me out to dinner first."

Zuko glanced over to her, a frown appearing on his face. "W-what?" He said, shifting uncomfortably.

"I mean, I get that I'm the prettiest girl here - no offense to Katara." (Y/N) walked over, smirking. "but you barely know me Prince Zuko." She poked him on the chest jokingly. (Y/N) leaned on her legs her hip popping out.

Zuko huffed out a fiery breath (no pun intended), looking to the side. "Do you want to learn or not?"

(Y/N)'s eyes widened. She stepped back, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, yeah." She shook her arms nervously, stepping back and getting into a fighting stance.

"Fire bending is all about- what are you doing?" Zuko stopped mid sentence, looking at (Y/N).

"Uhm, getting into a stance?" She said awkwardly, looking to the ground.

"No, no. You're to open." Zuko stepped forward. He grabbed her wrists, pulling them down in front of her chest. "You're leaving your body open to hits." He walked behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders.

She shivered, the feeling of his fingers gracing her skin. (Y/N) leaned into the touch, his palms touching the lower part of her shoulders. "You opponents have the opportunity to knock you to the ground." Zuko placed his right foot on the inside of her legs. The toe of his shoe pressed against the heel of her foot, pushing it slightly.

"You want to be low.." He whispered into her neck, pushing her shoulders down so she was more level to the ground.

Was he doing this on purpose? (Y/N)'s heartbeat was audible in her ears, but she wasn't the only one who's blood was pumping from this interaction.

As she moved down her backside rubbed against Zuko's crotch lightly. He let out a small gasp, his eye twitching at the feeling.

(Y/N) smirked at the sound, realizing the affect she had on Zuko. What could she do with this? A lonely teenage boy? She was sure he wouldn't mind.

"Ope, sorry Zuko." She said slyly. She bent her knees even more, her ass pushing onto Zuko's growing erection.

Zuko shifted back uncomfortably, their contact breaking.

(Y/N) turned around, standing up fully. "Oh c'mon Zuko, i need you to show me how to do this." She smirked, her foot digging into the grass.

"I know what you're doing." Zuko said, his face growing red under the pale moonlight. His eyes scanned her, and unimpressed looked overcoming him.

"What am I doing?" She teased, a finger pressing onto Zuko's chest. "Tell me."

Zuko's face held a look of frustration. His eyes met hers, his eyebrows furrowing together. There was a hot tension between the two of them, healing the goosebumps on their skin from the cold night air.

The digit placed on his chest soon turned into (Y/N)'s entire hand. She took a step closer to him, causing Zuko to let out a shaky breath.

Even with her confidant pseudo, (Y/N)'s stomach was filled with a nervous sickness. She had no idea what she was doing - letting her desire lead her.

"You're trying to turn me on." Zuko muttered, keeping his voice low.

"It's working though, isn't it?" (Y/N) barked back.

Zuko's face flushed slightly, clearly caught off guard by your boldness. "I assure you, that wasn't my intention. Now if you'll excuse me..."

"No. Zuko, come on.." She said, a shaky breath huffing from my red nose. "Were so alike."

Zuko hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering between you and the ground. "How so?"

"Were both refugees from a country that thrived on evil." Her arm traveled from his chest to his arm. (Y/N) watched as he flinched slightly. Her eyes made contact with his. "And you know what Sokka says about us behind our backs."

Zuko swallowed hard, his heart racing as he felt your touch. He knew what Sokka thought of them - that they were both damaged goods from a twisted world. Despite the danger and uncertainty, there was something undeniably compelling about this connection.

"I like you Zuko." She said, smiling softly. Her seductive shell cracked, shower her sweetness hidden inside.

Zuko looked into her eyes, feeling a familiar pain in his heart. Here was someone else who knew what it was like to be an outcast, to carry the burden of a nation's sins. "I like you too," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

"I trust you, too." She sighed, squeezing his arm gently. "They didn't trust me either at first."

Zuko's heart skipped a beat at her words. Trust was a rare and precious thing in their world, where betrayal lurked around every corner. But she was offering it to him freely, without judgment or fear. "Thank you," he breathed out softly.

She leaned forward, placing a soft peck on Zuko's lips. A warm feeling flooded through their bodies, the world around them feeling almost unrecognizable as they sat in the moment.

Zuko froze for a moment, shocked by the unexpected kiss. But as he felt her lips on his, he found himself responding, leaning in to deepen the kiss. The warmth spread through him, filling the cold void that had been there for so long.

She grabbed his face, bringing him down to kiss Zuko deeply. (Y/N) let out a huff from her nose, letting her fingers comb through Zuko's dark hair.

Zuko's hands found their way to her waist, pulling (Y/N) closer as he kissed her back with all the pent-up longing and desire that had been building inside him for so long.

As the kiss deepened, Zuko felt a fire ignite within him, burning away the coldness and isolation that had defined his life for so long. He wrapped his arms around (Y/N), pulling her closer still as he explored her mouth with his tongue, tasting her sweetness.

As she broke away from the kiss, their breaths mingled in the air between them. Zuko felt his heart racing, a wild and unfamiliar sensation.

Zuko looked into her eyes, seeing a reflection of his own turmoil and desire. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he didn't want it to stop. His hands roamed down her back, pulling her even closer as he whispered, "I need you."

"Show me." She whispered, leaning up to kiss him again.

Zuko dragged her onto the grass with him, never breaking the kiss.

Zuko pulled her onto his lap, cradling her body against his as he deepened the kiss once more. His hands trailed down (Y/N)'s sides, pushing up her shirt to reveal her soft skin beneath.

Feeling emboldened by her invitation and his own burning need, Zuko slid his hands underneath her shirt, tracing circles on her bare back. His lips moved hungrily against hers as he lost himself in the sensation of her skin against his fingertips.

Zuko's hands continued their exploration, moving lower to grasp her hips as he pulled her even closer. He could feel the heat between her legs, and it fueled his desire even more.

With a groan, Zuko slipped his hand beneath her shorts, feeling the softness of her thighs and the wetness between them. He couldn't believe how much he wanted her, how badly he needed to be inside (Y/N).

"Shit, Zuko.." She said between heated kisses, fingers pulling at his soft hair.

Zuko growled against her lips as he continued to touch her, his other hand sliding up (Y/N)'s leg to knead at her ass cheek. He could feel himself growing hard against her leg and he knew he had to have her soon.

"This isn't how I expected this night to go." She played with Zuko, his lips connecting with the soft skin of her neck.

Zuko chuckled breathlessly, his lips trailing down her neck to nibble at her collarbone. "Neither did I," he admitted, his voice husky with desire.

"Is this how you practice back home?" (Y/N) said, her feet digging in the dirt behind Zuko.

Zuko laughed softly against her skin. "No," he replied, his voice still rough with lust. "But I think I'd like to make it a regular practice here."

(Y/N) moaned slightly when Zuko's hips bucked into hers. "Ill watch over you more often then."

Zuko's eyes darkened with desire as he heard her words, and he couldn't resist bucking his hips against hers a little harder. "I'd like that," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

As she pulled back a little, Zuko took the opportunity to stand up, his hands sliding up her back to grip your shoulders. He looked down at her with an intense gaze, his eyes full of the burning passion that had overtaken him. "Take me to your bed,"

"We can't. We'll wake the others." She smirked, grabbing onto Zuko's wrist.

A growl rumbled in Zuko's chest at the reminder of their surroundings. But he knew she was right. Reluctantly, he nodded. "Then we'll make do with this," he said, reaching down to scoop (Y/N) up in his arms.

Zuko's heart was racing as he carried you deep into the nearby forest, away from the edge of the cliff. "To a quiet spot," he replied, his voice low and gravelly with desire. "A place where we can be even more alone."

He came to a small clearing where the trees thinned out, revealing a bed of soft moss and leaves. Gently, he lowered (Y/N) down onto it, his hands lingering on her hips for a moment before he joined her, pressing his body against hers.

(Y/N) pulled down her shorts and underwear, the cold hair hitting her exposed sex.

"Just get on with it, Zuko." She groaned, rolling her eyes.

Zuko chuckled softly against your lips before pulling back slightly to give you a teasing grin. "Always so impatient," he teased as he slowly unbuttoned his pants, sliding down his pants along with his boxers. He sprang free, a bead of pre-cum on his tip.

"Spirits.." She whispered at the sight of him, how he was throbbing at the sight of her.

Zuko's gaze locked onto yours as he positioned himself between her legs, his hard length rubbing against her slick entrance. "You ready for me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You tell me."

With a groan, Zuko pushed forward, slowly entering (Y/N). Her tight heat enveloped him, and he fought the urge to slam all the way inside. Instead, he began to move in and out of her slowly, enjoying the sensation of being joined with her.

(Y/N)'s hands found their way to his chest, and she leaned into him, moaning softly. The feeling of being filled by him was indescribable, and as he picked up speed, driving deeper inside her with each thrust, she felt herself getting closer to the edge.

She could feel Zuko's muscles tensing as he neared his climax, his thrusts becoming more erratic and forceful. His other hand found its way to her clit, massaging it gently as he continued to pound into her. "I'm close."

"Already?" She teased, trying to maintain a sarcastic demeaner as she let out erratic moans.

With a chuckle, Zuko leaned down to kiss her again as he pulled almost all the way out of her before slamming back in. "You like that?" he asked breathlessly.

She screamed, her nails scratching at Zuko's back until white marks appeared - lighter than his skin.

Feeling her nails dig into his skin, Zuko lost control completely. With a primal growl, he pushed her down onto the ground and continued to pound into her, taking what he wanted with no regard for her comfort or pleasure.

He was like a rabid animal, like this was the thing he needed to live.

Her screams of pleasure and pain echoed through the forest as Zuko continued to take her roughly, losing himself in the sensation of being inside her. He could feel his release building, and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"Zuko!" She clenched around him, being pulled over the edge as she shook. Her orgasm washed over her, (Y/N)'s eyes clenching tightly.

Feeling her walls clenching around him, Zuko let out a guttural moan as he emptied himself inside her. His thrusts became erratic and forceful, his body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm.

Finally, Zuko's movements slowed down, and he collapsed beside her, panting heavily. His heartbeat slowly returned to normal as he nuzzled into her neck, still inside her. "That was... intense," he whispered against her skin.

"Ya think?" Her chest rose up and down as she still huffed. (Y/N) tried to catch her breath, but she was sweating from the intensity.

Zuko chuckled softly, feeling his cock twitch inside her. "I think," he said with a smirk. After a few moments, he pulled out of her and rolled onto his side, still panting heavily. "So... how do you feel?"

(Y/N) faked a deep thought for a moment, looking away from him. "Eh. It was fine." She smirked at him, causing Zuko to roll his eyes.

"So.. you were scratching at my back because you hated it so much?" He played, kissing her neck softly.

"For sure." She sighed, playing with his hair.

The two teens lay there, panting heavily as the moonlight illuminated their skin. Their bodies were tangled but not in a hurry to separate. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, their need for each other overruled everything. They could return in the morning, nobody would notice - right?

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[dysfunctional-doodle]

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2003 QUOTES ANON JUMPSCARE.

Mikey after he gets his growth spurt: Are you tall enough to play basketball though? Raph: Are you calling me short? Mikey: I'm calling you vertically challenged.

Donnie: Hold the fuck up. Raph: Excuse me? Donnie: I said hold the fuck up. Raph: Donnie: I’m the fuck up, hold me.

Donnie: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail. Mikey: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.

Donnie: Love makes people do stupid things. Mikey: I love everything! Donnie: That explains a lot.

Leo: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco. Raph: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy. Donnie: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance. Mikey: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.

For your turtle-loving brain.

Also, bonus one:

Donnie, trying to intimidate his brothers into listening to him: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am- Mikey: A doll. Leo: A cinnamon roll. Raph: A sweetheart. Donnie: Donnie: ...stop it.

JUMPSCARE

You do realise you’ve managed to put all of these on my drawing list, right?

(Remember when this blog was only for ROTTMNT? No, me neither /jk)

[icypenguin]

★~ Heizou Headcanons

helloo im trying to write in modern au the first time so please enjoyy! also this can be read as platonic i supose?? (im trying to make it from friends to lovers)

Teyvat au

- anywhere you both go, he will always hold your hand and not letting go! even when your hands are full he will still search for your hand and hold it in some way.

- solving riddles with him late at night… and if you get scared he will tease you instead of comforting you…

- buying dango with him is actually a daily routine! at lunch you both will meet somewhere and buy dango and eat them together underneath the sakura tree!

- sometimes he will come home late at night so make sure to prepare leftovers… (if you stay up for him its either he will scold you or he will immediately cuddle you)

- suprise hug? suprise hug! suprise hugs come when youre least expecting it…

- on your first date, he got you bouquet of dendrobiums that you still keep until now.

- petnames: my love, darling, dear, babe, sweetheart.

~ small drabble ~

i was walking around inazuma with thoma, when suddenly i feel a weight on my back and i see hands slithering from my shoulder. oh you dont even wanna know who it is! its the.. annoying shikanoin heizou! “darling! oh i missed you!~” heizou was still clinging onto me “h-heizou let go! and the last time you saw me was this morning! not even 12 hours passed yet!” i told him as i was a bit embarrassed that thoma’s watching this. heizou finally let go of me and i speak to thoma “uh sorry about this thoma.. um well how abou heizou join us?” i asked thoma as i looked down a bit still feeling embarrassed. “ofcourse! the more the merrier they say” thoma agreed with a sweet smile. while on the other hand.. heizou was- not quite happy as he wanted to spend time alone with me. but he still stick up with the plan and we all end our lovely afternoon with buying dango together and eating it under the sakura tree while observing the view from afar.

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modern au

- matching keychains, matching plushies, matching pjs.. you name it!

- daily goodmorning and goodnight memes or with emojis!

- you will watch tiktok, instagram reels and youtube shorts together with those cringey memes…

- you guys will go into a escape room (like the one that has puzzles inside) and try to solve it. in the end when you both escaped, thats when he confessed his feelings to you.

- horror movie nights at his apartment.. you both on the couch cuddling, sharing a blanket.

- he will definitely show pda.. and whenever youre hanging out with him and his friends, he will show off that you both are officially a couple by doing lovey dovey things.

- your favourite present from him is a heart necklace pendant that can open up and has the picture of you and him together inside.

- petnames are.. pretty random.. such as honeybear, blueberrymuffin, pookie, pumpkin. but when hes feeling extra he will call you sweetheart, darling, honey, dear, baby.

~ small drabble ~

the night was quiet, the air was chilly, the lights were dark. there sit, me and heizou on the couch with a blanket covering us both. i was so scared and well.. he was pretty scared too. the popcorn bowl was empty, the soda can was empty. i focusing on a movie when suddenly.. heizou screamed at me like a monster. at that time a there was also a jumpscare playing in the movie so i immediately scream back and punched him lightly but thats when i realize it was heizou and not some creepy monster! “ouch! heyy! i didnt mean to scare you that much- scare cat!” heizou told me as he was holding his cheek that i punched. “heizou! a-are you okay!? i didnt mean to do that! ugh why did you even do that, thats do dumb!” i asked heizou as i was annoyed that he scared me. heizou said his cheek is fine but i didnt believe him and go get a pack of ice from the freezer. “here put it on your cheek! no excuses” i ordered him and he takes the ice pack from me and hold it on his cheek. “do you wanna watch ninja turtles instead?” he asked still feeling the ache on his cheek. “ofcourse…” i nod my head in agreement and in the end we fell asleep watching ninja turtles on the living room, cuddling eachother.

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thankyou for reading i hope you enjoyed this! if you have an advice please do let me know!!!

[n4talia-chaparro]

Another question about the Krupp dummy: Does it haunt Krupp? Or is it like the Elf On A Shelf and just appears wherever?

Either one would be entertaining honestly

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Oh boy...speaking of it I kinda made some little fact about the dummy I guess..soo...uhhhh...

TW/TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of murder, etc cuz idfk what else to put.

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Well, it doesn't haunt Krupp anymore like it used to, because of that Krupp is the owner of his dummy. Even tho I'm not sure if Melvinborg was the one who brought it or Krupp himself.

However, the Krupp dummy moves and talks by itself as I said. Not only it would appear everywhere like an "Elf on a shelf" thing. He or it can attack the leaving hell out of someone and jumpscare the victim WHOEVER TOUCHES THE DUMMY WITHOUT PERMISSION.

and speaking of moving and stuff, its eyes can glow through the dark; you see remember when I said Krupp upgraded it and made it idk. Little different I think? Yeah, this is what I meant by this. Its eyes can glow brighter to see and detect ANYTHING.

Krupp's idea was to upgrade his dummy and change him a bit so he doesn't have to carry it all the time. And do you wanna know what's more cringy and disturbing? Him or it being a monitor inside of a dummy...

Yeah you see Krupp knows how to make inventions and things so he decided to build a mini robo-animatronic and try to insert that inside of the dummy but then he realized why does it need mental and robotic parts when he can also place organs inside to make it feel REAL. Yeeaahh....to make a long story short he killed a student for the first time....(and keep in mind it was one of Mr. Rected's students), Krupp wasn't sure where to hide the body until he decided to grab the victim's organs and connect them inside the dummy. Making sure that each organ is glued or connected properly and waited until it stops having a gross smell. Later on, he then used the electricity to give it energy (obviously it has the robot inside of it.) And stitched some parts of it. Fuck

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•| The dummy was also used to supervise Melvin, just like a nanny cam except it has to spy on Melvin and see what he's doing and it can ALSO record anything (conversation, audio, etc). Because if Melvin does something fish behind his dad figure (Krupp), or sneaks things without his permission the dummy will make use to catch the kid in the act.

[AND FEW LITTLE POINTS ABOUT IT]

* It was originally used to torment Melvin if he keeps ignoring his demands. After few months he then decided to give it to Melvin so he doesn't feel lonely whenever Krupp goes to find his other victims. The dummy slowly became Melvin's comforting dummy cuz all the dummy does is talk randomly by itself and moves. [SPECIALLY BECAUSE THE DUMMY LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE KRUPP/ABUSIVE FATHER FIGURE]. Melvin would also take him everywhere in his backpack, doing a playdate with it and venting to it, not knowing it can record a personal vent and possibly the man himself is listening to it.🗿

* This little fella knows how to walk. No joke...it DOES. All thanks to the electricity he kinda started to learn new things (?)

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•| It's eyes can change from green to red. The red is supposed to represent the warning sign to the person who tries to carry it or get closer to it. If the victim tries to pick it up, the dummy will likely bite them and rip the skin off with its teeth. Mostly strangling them with a lasso or jumpscaring them. (Who knows seriously)

•| The dummy MUST ALWAYS be inside of its own box or somewhere hidden to not let it escape from its place. It would sneak out and sit somewhere like it does.

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[Took inspiration from the "Tattle Turtle 200", child's plays, maybe some silly-ass abandoned animatronic as a reference to convince that together. Pls don't play the fnaf theme I'm begging you-]

So uhh yeah...hopefully I don't scare no one in here cuz half of the info was supposed to describe how sick gp!Krupp can be in this AU- yikes..😬

[themetallicnemesis]

🦾👻🍫 for espio or surge maybe !!!!!!

👻A headcanon about what scares them

Espio: I think it's hard to find something that really scares Espio. Even with fears like "Friends being in danger & such", he has a good enough grasp in his emotions to stay calm and trust in both his and his friends abilities to handle what may come.

But i do think he gets secretly creeped out by more mundane stuff like campfire horror stories and creepypastas that Charmy shoves in his face. No he's NOT scared. He's awake at 3am watching the front door in the dark because he's just chilling, not because he's on watch for Jeffrey the Killer. Shut up.

Surge: Unfortunatly i think she would be the type of person to get creeped the fuck out by dolls/toys, especially ones that talk 😔. Yeah, while you're looking she's just gonna say that's dumb baby stuff, but please DO NOT leave her alone with your furby, that's furby endangerment and your little guy won't survive it 😔😔

She also hates chucky-like movies, and she especially hates every fnaf-like game but she says it's just because the stupid games are rigged. (She cant handle the jumpscares. She WILL break something.)

🦾 A disability headcanon

Espio: I can't see a single sonic character as neuroptycal, espio is so much autism and his special interest is ninjutsu. He speed-read all of ninja turtles comics (or the sonic universe equivalent of it) but still in the process of watching the shows, but doesn't admit it because he doesn't want to seem childish. Charmy doodled all over some of his comics once and he locked himself in his room for the rest of the week.

Surge: Surge has to deal with muscle spasms whenever she overuses too much of her powers. It's uncomfortable as all hell, but she's got a good pain-resistence so she flops down on a coach and pretends it isn't there until it goes away. Kit tries to help with ice bags and such, but she usually just yells at him to go away unless the pain is bad enough for her to consider accepting the help this time.

🍫 A headcanon about food

Espio: I think Espio can't handle the texture of greasy food, and microwavable-food is on thin fucking ice due to necessity but he still thinks it's gross. He's also quite proud of his healthy eating habits and is the only chaotix member who eats vegetables without anyone having to tell him to.

Surge: Unlike Espio she hates healthy food and mostly just eats take-out. She never touched a lettuce in her life and she's not planning to change that anytime soon. She's lacking an incredible amount of vitamins on her body but i don't know enough about vitamins to tell which ones.

Also think that she has a really big liking for spicy food, and while she can eat the occasional sweet she's really particular about which ones she likes.

[iridescentmidnights]

The turtles' favorite video games?

I don't have any one video game planned as the boys one favorite but I do have an idea of the type of games they do like to play. I can easily see them play party games as a family, Mario Party/Kart or Just Dance as some easy picks.

I can easily see Mikey having the widest interest in gaming, willing and wanting to play every thing but having the most fun with sandbox games he can explore and do anything in like Goat Simulator.

Similarly Donnie likes big worlds to explore but with more purpose like BotW/TotK or Minecraft.

Leo would like the cozy stuff, farm/life simulators like Stardew or Animal Crossing having fun controlling all the details and aesthetics or plotty puzzle games like Phoenix Wright or Portal. Though I see him preferring to watch someone else play while he does something else.

Raph would have the least interest in video games he'd much prefer to get out and do something so he needs something plot heavy to catch his interest and he'd lean more towards action/horror. If Raph is playing something there's a good chance Leo is watching him play. I would implant the idea of Raph playing Until Dawn and Leo actually holding his breath when it says don't move and them both getting jumpscared in the dark when Raph fails.

[mogai-sunflowers]

boo

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donnie jumpscare /silly

WAHHHHHH SCARY OOOOOO! /silly

[ithriel-coins]

[ID: a square image of Donnie from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles being carried by Mikey from TMNT. Donnie has his arms in the air above his head and his eyes closed. Both Mikey and Donnie have smiles on their faces. The background is dark. End ID]

boo. donatello jumpscare

aaaaaaaa !!!! /silly

[swearthisoneyoullsave]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here!

Ngl, was jumpscared by this in my inbox but OKAY! 1. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles all versions- My earliest memory is having a crush on Donatello and until now. Donnie's my favorite HAHAH 2. Hazbin Hotel- I waited was it 4 or 5 years for this and now that it was finally made into a show, I became OBSESSED! 3. Dark Romance- I've always been a fan of dark romances, they just spoke to me in a way. Probs not healthy but oh well, I'm too broke for a therapist HA! :') 4. Anime- My mom watches it with me so we can bond even while I'm my age HAHAHAH 5. My best friend- who wouldn't be happy with your bestiee????

[nrrrdgrrrl2002]

Hi I really like your stuff, and I wanted to ask you if you have any Casey (any version) headcanons?

Oh thank you! 😋

Mainly 12 Casey is a half mutant

There are just too many situations a normal human like him shouldn’t survive and times where someone as skinny as him shouldn’t be as strong as he is. And is the idea that some mutants and humans had kids that crazy if apritello is a popular ship?

Jumping off this, the turtles don’t realize these abilities are abnormal for a human cause their basis of how strong normal humans are is april, who’s VERY much not fully human. Splinters probably the only one who’s figured out Casey’s probably not normal

Splinter: sees Casey lift an arcade machine by himself

Under his breath “ how in the..”

Casey: “told you I could! Raph!”

Raph:” yeah. That’s sooo impressive/s”

Splinter: is now very confused at his sons nonchalantness

And future Casey creeps people out cause he has a habit of watching people in their sleep with his mask on (making sure they’re safe in vulnerable moments) so there have been many times he’s jumpscared someone. In fact, Donnie mistook him for the grim reaper in a daze once

Rise Donnie waking up to see a skull mask with green glowing eyes staring at him: “YOU AINT TAKIN ME YET REAPER!” Throws a pillow

And raph just gets so freaked out by that damn mask in the dark

Raph waking up to Casey watching him in a corner:” OH JEEZ-!!” Falls out of bed “YOU COULDNT AT LEAST TAKE THE MASK OFF?!!!”

[quirrrky]

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Headcanons about dating vamp!Michael?

OHOHOHO :0 *implied nsfw*

Vamp!Michael:

You would always kiss his cheek after he gets done feeding, comforting his worries and anxieties, and you would often remind him that this was what he had to do to survive

When he cuddles you, he would kiss the spot on your chest above your heart, and he would then trail kisses up your jawline n then to your pulse

When he has his fangs out, you would gently kiss him, which always triggers a low groan out of him

He doesnt drive his bike that much anymore tbh, because once he got ahold of flying, he did it every chance he got

So, that means he is gonna press you against him and then start levitating w you in his arms, n it freaks you out at first before you start laughing

And as you're laughing, he smiles with a cherished look in his eyes. He's so happy to have you, man :(

He nips at your throat to get your attention, but you can hardly feel it since he barely even nips, he just brushes his teeth against it

You both hold long conversations in the dark, and you cant see eachother while doing so, but he always gets entranced by your heartbeat thrumming while talking to you

He gets possessive a bit often, but he just feels this weird instinct when he's around you, n he wants u to know it

When you are both feeling "frisky", he would undress you in midair, hands fumbling over eachother as he rushed to get the garments off as soon as possible

When you wake up next to him, his eyes are always a deep yellow with a red ring, n he jerks his head back, not quite trusting himself

If he is feeling down, you just wrap your legs around his hips and tug him down onto the bed and into your arms, which makes him chuckle and nuzzle his face into your jaw

He is oblivious when it comes to you being jealous tbh, u could keep yelling his name or trying to get his attention, but he would still think that everything was fine <33

You make fun of his feet often, and he always acts like he is gonna break your toes (it doesnt make u stop there, u even drag the whole cleansing w holy water into it)

If he catches u being sad, he pulls good mind tricks on you and will let you see things that you wanna see :)) Like a kitten or a turtle

He loves lifting you up and flying w you over his shoulder, he likes listening to your excited shrills and heavy laughter

When you brush ur teeth in the bathroom, he sneaks up on you and screams, "Gotcha!", grabbing your waist instantly

He enjoys scaring you in a light-hearted way, like jumpscaring you or sneaking up on you, but often times he kisses u softly to let you know he was just joking.

You say "Bleh bleh bleh" a lot when he starts rambling about his bike or his Grandpa's car, n he ignores you because he is aware ur doing it to get a reaction of him

He would make bat noises across the house, n it makes ur heart melt. It's just these cute little squeaks that sound like he's saying ur name 🥺🥺

Playful bickering. Lots,,,and lots,,,of playful bickering

When he asks you if you wanna turn, you say you do, but then you remembered your family, which causes hesitance, but he still was so patient w you

When you finally decide that you wanna change, he is happy. Like really happy :)) n he tells you that if u want, you could obviously still see ur family, since once you turn, u gain that control again

[delimeful]

Repressed

warnings: fear, self loathing, treating a person like an object, captivity, takes place way pre-AA which is why things are. particularly bad between virgil and the others, dark sides mention 

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Virgil exhaled sharply in frustration, watching as Thomas considered the ongoing auditions despite his continued efforts. Couldn’t the idiot see that going up there would only end in humiliating failure?

Thomas took another hesitant step forward and Virgil groaned internally, pulling on the villain mask in a practiced motion. He pulled a handful of memories to the forefront of Thomas’ mind, all of them moments where he was unprepared on stage and forgot his lines, stumbling over words and making a fool of himself. 

“You’ll only mess up and get laughed at. You’ll be a campus-wide joke and nobody in this department will ever let you audition for anything ever again. You haven’t even practiced properly.” He ranted, coating every syllable with conviction. He knew it would happen. He could see the potential for disaster after disaster like it was a movie montage in front of his eyes.

Thomas took a deep breath, counting the seconds as he inhaled and exhaled. Virgil swore loudly, but it didn’t stop him from feeling the dreaded and familiar sensation of ice in his veins, freezing him in place. 

“No, no, no! You do not get to ignore me!” He chanted, but Thomas was already running through mental exercises to calm himself down, as though what he was planning to do wasn’t monumentally stupid- 

Thomas put on a smile, reassured himself that he had prepared and messing up wouldn’t be the end of the world, and continued forwards, shuttering Virgil off from his consciousness completely. His vision blacked out, the icy sensation filling him until he was numb from head to toe. Ignored. Repressed. He bit down on the terror clogging his throat, yet another familiar feeling. He knew what came next, this time.

Sure enough, when his vision cleared, he was back in his room. He sat up slowly, grimacing at the wide bedspread laid out before him. His room was almost devoid of features, empty and dimly lit, nothing familiar or comforting in it. It made sleeping harder, of course, but he had to keep it this way anyhow. His role was the villain’s and he couldn’t afford to show weakness, couldn’t afford to give the other Sides any ammunition to not regard him with respect borne of fear.

Still, he hated it the most when he was stuck like this.

At five inches tall, the bed Virgil was on stretched out wider on all sides than his room would be if he was normal sized. He could barely even see into the dimly lit corners beyond the bed. He contemplated just laying back down, letting his body succumb to the exhaustion he felt until he regained the energy to be present in the mind again. A thought of one of the Light Sides finding him like this was enough to dispel the thought. He was too exposed on the bed, so up he got. 

He trekked along the mattress, feeling the material barely give under his minuscule weight. He was really nothing like this. It just went to show how Thomas viewed him. A nuisance to get rid of, out of sight, out of mind.

Whatever. He realized pretty early on that that was how it was going to be after he got kicked out. He was barely able to do basic things like sinking out these days, cut off from the power he’d had as a Dark Side and still blatantly ignored once he’d been forced into the light. He had to carefully regulate every bit of energy he used in order to keep up his threatening persona.

He couldn’t stop doing what he had been created for, though, and he wouldn’t. Thomas’ safety depended on him, and if playing the villain was what worked, then it was what worked. His feelings didn’t factor into the equation.

Loud footsteps in the hall shook him out of his thoughts, and though he knew nobody was likely to venture into his room, he hurried his pace anyways, prompted by a growing sense of unease.

“Anxiety!” A loud voice called, and in the next moment, his door was swung open, banging into the wall behind it with a loud thud. Virgil yelped, diving for the small mound of pillows at the head of his bed. He twisted around, desperate to make sure he was hidden properly.

Roman stood in the doorway, hands on his hips as he surveyed the room with slight surprise. “I know you’re in here, Sweeney Odd. Hiding because you’re so ashamed of your latest failure?” 

Virgil grit his teeth silently. Of course the Prince would come to rub it in. It was probably his arrogance that convinced Thomas to try out in the first place. At this point, he would normally jumpscare the other side and get into a heated argument about what was best for Thomas, inevitably ending with him threatening Roman away from the threshold of his room. 

Of course, normally, Thomas didn’t shut him away this efficiently, and he had his perfectly normal human height to face Roman with. At this size… even looking at the creative side was slightly overwhelming. 

“Hello-o? Earth to Anxiety, I’m trying to gloat, here.” Roman looked around and took a step into the room, breaking his usual rule of remaining firmly in the doorway, and Virgil flinched back despite himself. He froze as the slight rustling of fabric caught the Prince’s attention. His face curled into a sort of apprehensive disgust, and he strode to stand over the bed in a few steps.

“I swear on my sword, Anxiety, if you’re keeping feral rats in here-!”

His muttering cut off as he shoved a pillow aside with a massive hand, and Virgil bolted for the crack between the bed and the wall. A fall from there would hurt like hell in his weakened state, but it would also put a barrier between him and the hateful giant above him. 

“Wh- Hey!” Roman thundered, voice sharp enough to sting his ears. A shadow fell over him, and he rolled to the side, barely missing Roman’s grab. “Hold still!” 

As if. Virgil twisted around to continue running towards his goal, but in the next second, a hand appeared in front of him as a living wall. He ducked away, and realized too late that Roman had predicted the move.

His other hand came down on Virgil and knocked him flat, a smothering weight pressing him into the firm mattress despite his attempts to claw his way out. He wondered for a moment if Roman had even realized that he wasn’t a rat, or particularly cared. If the creative side was just going to increase the pressure until something irreparable snapped.

“Gotcha.” Roman muttered, and plucked him up from the bed with ease. Virgil writhed, but the fingers around him were firm, shifting him around until he was immobilized in a fist. Roman raised him up to eye level, inspecting his find, and Virgil stopped the pointless struggling. He scrambled for his jerk persona, trying to find the right words to regain the power in such a situation. 

“...Anxiety? Is that really you?” Roman asked, opening his hand slightly to roll Virgil onto his back and poke at him, as though checking that he was real. He glowered, swatting ineffectively at the fingertip. He felt like a flipped turtle. 

“Yeah, no shit it’s me.” He snapped back, grateful when his voice barely trembled. “Weren’t you ever taught not to barge in uninvited, Princey?” 

Roman frowned, prodding Virgil sharp enough to make him exhale most of the air in his lungs in a pained whoosh. “That’s rich coming from you, Surly Temple. When have you ever been invited?” 

Virgil mouthed out the beginnings of a retort, but it came out as just a wheeze, still winded from the harsh treatment. Roman’s lips twitched up, smug. 

“You’re much easier to deal with like this, y’know.” The creative side informed him, a fingertip ruffling his hair hard enough to jostle his entire head. “Cuter, too.” 

Virgil’s shoulders rose up to his ears to try and ward off the fingers in his space, face hot with humiliation and fury. Still, the words caught in his throat. He’d known that at five inches, the normal-sized Sides would be giant to him, but it was different to have to face that fact head-on. Roman was overwhelming in every sense of the word, and with the Side’s penchant for carelessness, he was wondering if it was even possible to get out of this unscathed. 

Speaking of which, Roman’s grip was tightening slightly, and Virgil felt the heartbeat around him pick up its pace. His head jerked up to meet Roman’s eyes, noting the shadow that was forming under them, and the motion didn’t go unnoticed. Roman dragged his free hand over his face, inspecting his fingertips and finding the smeared dark eyeshadow on them. He rolled his eyes. 

“Ugh, this place.” He shuddered dramatically, and then in four simple steps, he was out the open door. With Virgil still clasped in his hand.

He jerked as he felt the power of his room slip away from him, leaving him unable to regenerate the energy to return to his normal size. Now, he didn’t even have the power to get rid of the bruises forming on his torso. He twisted in Roman’s grip. “No, no! Put me back, right now!”

Roman snorted, closing the door behind him and then pulling Virgil’s hoodie roughly over his head to muffle his protests. “I don’t think so, Dark and Stormy. This is too priceless for the others to miss.” 

Virgil’s heart seemed to stutter, blood roaring in his ears at the idea of all three of them seeing him like this. Weak. Helpless. He spoke again, words coming out fragmented and near-incoherent, but Roman didn’t even seem to be paying attention, a thumb pressing against Virgil’s side absently as he descended the stairs.

“Logan!” Roman said, gleeful, and cupped his hand over the parts of Virgil that were visible, enclosing him in sweaty darkness. Virgil felt nauseous with fear, pressing pointlessly against the gaps of his enclosure. Of course Roman would immediately run into the most intimidating Side of the Light Side lot, the one whispered about by Dark Sides. Logic. 

“Roman.” Logan responded, voice dry. Roman remained undeterred. 

“Is Patton around?” He asked, jumping the last few steps to the commons floor. Virgil felt a muted squeak squeeze out of his windpipe at the sudden, terrifying motion. 

“Not at the moment. He’s helping Thomas, though he should reappear in his room if you’d like to wait there.” Logan’s tone seemed to imply his hope for that outcome. 

“Nah, I’ll just show you first.” Roman responded, and before Virgil had a chance to prepare himself, the hands above him opened into cupped palms, Roman revealing him like a child showing off a prized insect to a parent. He certainly felt as insignificant as a bug at the moment.

Logan peered down, eyebrows raised slightly at the sight of him. “You have… animated a miniature version of Anxiety? Your dollwork has improved, though I’m sure Patton will disapprove if you use it for voodoo.”

Roman wrinkled his nose. “What? No, this is the actual Anxiety. I found him like this in his room.” 

‘Found’ was one way to put it. Virgil rolled to his hands and knees, grateful when Roman didn’t attempt to nudge him back into that splayed position, and scowled at the hand beneath him. He struggled to speak, his voice giving a few false starts.

“Yeah, and I’d appreciate it if you’d put me back in my room, you clueless moron.” He finally managed to bite out, unable to keep from flinching when Roman’s fingers twitched in response. 

However, when fingers suddenly pinched around his torso, lifting him up with a strangled yell, both of Roman’s hands were still cupped beneath him. He froze as he came face to face with Logan, the logical side holding him up with his legs curled between the pointer and thumb of one hand, and his chest and back held in place by the other. It was certainly a more secure hold than the loose fist Roman seemed to prefer, but Logan’s analyzing gaze made him break into a cold sweat. 

“Fascinating.” Logan muttered, his fingers sliding to the side until he had one of Virgil’s arms pressed between his fingertips. Virgil felt his bravery crumbling, watching most of his arm be completely concealed by such a tiny part of Logan. 

“Way to sound like a creepy mad scientist, Specs.” Roman said, settling onto the couch next to the chair Logan was sitting in. He was watching Virgil curiously, fingers drumming as though he wasn’t sure what to do with them anymore. 

“How did you enter this state?” Logan asked, not refuting the mad scientist jab at all. Virgil wondered if what Remus had told him about Logic dissecting people had been true after all. “Anxiety?” 

Virgil scowled, tugging lightly on his captured arm. “None of your business.” 

Logan hummed, releasing the pinching hold on the tiny Side’s arm to loop his fingers around his chest once more. Before Virgil could feel relieved, he saw the lenses of Logan’s glasses flare with holographic displays, facts and figures running through them too fast for him to decipher.

“At the auditions this afternoon. You acted up, and Thomas utilized some of Lily’s tactics to suppress your influence and proceed normally.” Logan stated, and Virgil swallowed thickly, feeling as though he would begin to hyperventilate if this went on much longer. Roman perked up, listening in as Logan continued. “Can I extrapolate that this is the result of that suppression?”

Virgil bit the inside of his cheek for a long moment before acknowledging that lying was pointless. He jerked his head once. “Yeah. Congrats, mystery solved. Now will you put me down, already?”

Logan stared at him consideringly and then glanced to the side. “I suppose.” 

In the next moment, he was moved quickly through the air and then deposited back into Roman’s hands.

“Not. What I meant.” He gritted out as the fingers curled up around him again. 

Logan sighed. “I assumed you didn’t want to walk all the way back to your room yourself. Roman can take you.”

Virgil wanted to snap that he’d take a twenty-mile hike over being stuck in a pair of hands for another minute, but Roman responded first. “I can…” 

He hesitated for a moment, and then nodded to himself once. “I can, but I don’t think I will.” 

Terror chilled him all over again. To the side, Logan tilted his head, brow furrowed and simple curiosity in his eyes at the prospect. “Why not?” 

Roman pinched the back of Virgil’s hoodie and lifted him up into the air in front of Logan, forcing the tiny Side to cross his arms to keep from slipping out of the article completely. “Hey!” 

“Because,” Roman said, ignoring his kicking legs and complaints, “if this is what happens to him when Thomas calms himself down, then all we have to do... is keep him like this. He’s harmless. Boom, Anxiety can’t hinder Thomas anymore.”

“What?” Virgil asked, shocked, so soft the other two didn’t seem to even hear it. He stilled completely, still swinging precariously in the grip. Almost worse than the idea Roman had proposed was the fact that he had a front row seat to watch Logan actually consider it.

“That could have unforeseen side effects on Thomas.” He finally said, and Virgil got to take one short, choppy breath of relief before Roman yanked the rug out from under him. 

“Oh, but that’s the best part! We can monitor Thomas, like… like an experiment! And if it seems like for whatever reason, this is hurting Thomas? We can simply put him back to normal.” Roman offered, genuine excitement coloring his tone.

Logan hummed, eyes alight. “I suppose that does make sense. An experiment…”

“What?” Virgil said, this time almost shouting the word, as though it was his last possible appeal for freedom. Maybe it was. “You can’t be serious- You can’t just leave me stuck like this!”

“I’m always serious.” Logan responded with an automatic gesture to his tie, mind elsewhere. Roman turned Virgil to face him, rolling his eyes as though Virgil was being ridiculous. 

“Oh, relax, Count Woe-laf. We won’t leave you stuck all alone to fend for yourself. After all, I certainly don’t want to have to watch where I step every moment of every day.” Roman said, joking tone contrasting heavily with the sickening feeling in Virgil’s gut. 

“In order to keep him from making his way back to his room and returning to normal, we’ll likely have to keep an eye on him.” Logan added, hand lifted to his chin in consideration. “A secure temporary living space would be best. We can inform Patton about it once we see how things go during the initial weeks.”

Roman grimaced. “Yeah... I love the little puffball, but he’s too easily swayed by emotion, even for Dark Sides.” He punctuated the phrase by tossing Virgil up slightly in order to catch him in a fist again. Virgil yelped, felt bile in the back of his throat, static in his ears and panic swelling in his chest. 

“In that case, I can take him.” Logan said, holding a hand out. Roman drew back, cradling Virgil against his chest as though he was safeguarding the last jar of Crofters. As though Virgil was a rare prize rather than a person.

“What? No, I want to take him. He’s much more fun like this, you’ll bore him to death.” 

Logan’s eyebrow twitched, and he exhaled mutedly. “Why don’t we just ask Anxiety who he wants to stay with, then?” 

Roman groaned, opening his hand a bit. “Ugh, no fair! It’s obvious who he’d choose.” 

“That’s no fault of mine.” Logan sniffed, looking down at Virgil expectantly. “Well?” 

He gaped for a moment, speechless. In the span of under five minutes, they’d decided that he was better for Thomas like this, and that they would ‘look after’ him as though he was nothing more than some… some mindless pet. Fury blazed in him suddenly, hot and reckless. 

“You’re seriously asking me which one of you I’d rather have as my fucking captor?” He yelled, incredulity and anger intertwining in his voice. “Neither, idiots! Let me GO.”

Roman scoffed, jostling him, but Logan was the one to speak. “Maybe we could afford to do so, if you’d make an oath to cease working against us and making Thomas’ life so difficult.”

Virgil recoiled, glaring despite the hot pressure behind his eyes. He was scared, he was so fucking scared, but he couldn’t leave Thomas alone. Couldn’t be bound by such an oath to be a bystander, not when Thomas’s happiness or life could be put in danger as a result. Even if it meant being stuck like this.

“Or if you’re so opposed to the idea, just go back to the Subconscious with the rest of the Dark Sides, already.” Roman suggested, frowning down at him. “Thomas clearly doesn’t want you here.” We don’t want you here, went unsaid.

Nobody wanted him anywhere. He was locked out of the Subconscious for daring to affect Thomas in such a direct, straightforward way. He was distrusted by the conscious aspects of Thomas for affecting Thomas at all. There was no winning.

“I can’t go back.” He managed to choke out harshly, as though what he said would make a difference. Roman sighed loudly, and Logan nodded, as though he expected as much from Anxiety. 

“In that case, we can simply trade off who watches him.” He suggested, gaining a reluctant agreement from the creative side. 

“Fine, but I get first watch!”  

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, and Roman took it as the concession it was. He stood, dusting himself off and then making his way back to his own room. 

In his hand, Virgil exhaled shakily, trying to calm himself down. He couldn’t afford to freak out. He just had to wait until Roman let his guard down, and then get out, no matter what it took. 

It was that easy. It had to be that easy.

[rpghorrorfan]

https://m.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-g-AzHPQYdpiuQElx1hGiBg9CnZWi0N9

I made a (big) playlist compilation of various indie horror (including both RPG maker and other stuff) creepy moments/music/gameplay. The first half covers RPG maker, the second other engines. It does contains spoilers for various games (listed below in order) and all content warnings apply due to the nature of these games. Please enjoy and if you’re interested please check out these games because they’re made by extremely talented people and are weird/interesting/scary!

RPG maker/Wolf RPG Editor Games:

The Witch’s House

Ib

Blank Dream

Corpse Party Blood Covered / Rebuilt (not rpg maker-Book of Shadows, Blood Drive, 2U)

Ao Oni / Aqua Oni / Nira Oni / Mura Oni (fangames and original)

Yume Nikki / .flow (not rpg maker-Dream Diary)

OFF

Toilet in Wonderland

Misao (Remake and original) / Mad Father

Headless Prisoner

Paranormal Syndrome 1

Akemi Tan / Sukutte Save Me / Pilgrim

Rust and Blood / It Moves / Skinwalker

Creepypasta Land (original)

00.15 / It’s...just a dream

Oyadori No Ko

Killer Bear

Oni Asobi

Hello? Hell...o?

Akai Kaidan

Siryou no Yasiki ~ The Cursed House

Lisa The First

The Dark Side of Red Riding Hood / Mix Ore / Yanderella /Bokko Youchien / Mikoto Nikki (not rpg maker- Menherafflesia/Vanilla: Garden of Judgement/Cradle of Ruin)

Dear Mariko (original)

Shiro no Noroi

Forest of Drizzling Rain

Substitute Sacrifice Girl

Paranoiac (original and remake) / Insanity (original and remake) / The Crooked Man / The Sandman / The Boogie Man / The Hanged Man / Mermaid Swamp (original and remake)

Re:kinder

Time traveler

Midnight Puppeteer

Underworld Capital Incident

Re;member

Fantasy Maiden’s Odd Hideout / Chloe’s Requiem

Bevel’s Painting

Patty and Mr Miles

Leave

Dreamfarer

Memento

Friendship

June Bride Nightmare

b*x

Amayado Bus Stop

Purgatory

Detective Inaba no 3

Mouth Sweet

Turtle Head

Nightmare of the Snow

Pom gets WiFi

Toraware no Shoujo (original)

Hide and Seek (Story of Dorothy)

Nightmare of Melanie

Ghost School

Last Week

Red Wolf

Momoka

Lavender

Wolf and Rabbit

Birthday Kid

Libretta

Dreaming Mary

Mogeko Castle / Wadanohara / The Gray Garden

1bitheart / Lieat / Alice mare

End Roll / Farethere City/ Walking on a Star Unknown

Nightmare Traveller

Trick and Treat

A Figment of Discord

Imaginary Friends

Dolorific: A House

Sabrina

Memento Mori

A Cliche Birthday

Urma

Traumerei

Prom Dreams/Turovero: The Celestial Tower

Your Turn to Die/Your Time to Shine

Witch’s Heart

Hansel

At Home Alone

Close Your Eyes/Red Haze/Found Horror Game 11.exe

The Dreams of Melody Moonlight (sequel)

Pocket Mirror

Aria’s Story

Dream of Gluttony

From Next Door

Grimm’s Hollow

Nui goes to Town

No Delivery

Stitched

Lucie

Easter

Hello Charlotte

Stray Cat Crossing

Oneshot

Purple

Crystal Confines

Other:

Kio’s Adventure

Clock Tower SNES

Spooky’s Jumpscare Mansion

Cuphead

Doki Doki Literature Club

Undertale

FNAF 1 / FNAF Pizzeria Simulator / FNAF World / One Night At Flumpty’s / Five Night’s At Treasure Island

Sally Face

Hatoful Boyfriend

Demonophobia

Grappi

Irisu Syndrome / Ai to Yuuki to Kashiwamochi

Feast

Confess My Love

Super Surprise Party

Eversion

Imscared

Baldi’s Basics 64 (mod of original)

Innyume

Yomawari series

Yuppie Psycho

Various .exe games

[terrapinup]

Testing Big Red

This was it. Tonight is the night that May will finally make a move on Raphael. She had it all planned out.

Earlier, she had texted Raphael with a request to come and watch a scary movie at her place. He agreed, and now she had successfully completed step 1 of her multi-part, glorified boyfriend trap. She was gonna seduce the hell out of him, using as much womanly charm as she could muster. Meticulous became her middle name as she scrambled around her tiny one-bedroom apartment to make sure she had the right movie, popcorn, and even lighting. She had a wardrobe laid out too, and she was dolling herself up during the final hour.

A few raps were heard on her window, and she quickly tied herself up in a big jacket. Strutting, she made her way to her bedroom window and pushed it open, allowing her eye-candy to crawl into her humble abode.

She invited him to rest on the couch while she went and got the popcorn. Upon returning, she flicked the lights off and started the movie. She mentally cursed the length of her couch, noting the distance between them. As the movie went on, she slowly scooted across the length of the couch towards Raphael, summoning all of her stealth at this moment. Art imitated life as the music in the movie swelled and tension grew. May inched closer. The woman in the movie was approaching the door that caged the serial killer behind it. Closer. Upon reaching the door, she slowly turned the knob and the hallway echoed with a loud creak. Closer. Suddenly, the music flared as the victim was snatched into the dark room and May squeaked with fright as the volume of the jumpscare had startled her. She instinctively clung onto her best friend's bulging bicep and glanced up at him, a guilty grin etched onto her face. It seemed that Raph was taken aback as well, for his eyes widened as he looked down upon her. May tried her best to look up at him with her signature "puppy dog" expression, but the red-clad turtle only stared back at her with confusion before turning to face the flickering television. May inwardly sighed. Damn. Then, she remembered that she was still wearing her jacket. She smirked.

"Oh, Raphie?" She asked.

"What?" Raphael questioned, moreso about the pet name than anything else.

She swallowed. "Could you help me out of this jacket? It's kinda warm in here." Her nerves crept higher with every word that fell out of her mouth.

"Sure." He shrugged, and May's mouth moistened as she felt his calloused hands grip her garment before calmly removing it and placing it on the coffee table, his tenderness a stark juxtaposition to his monstrous size.

She watched in disbelief as he took in her almost scandalous outfit before turning once again to resume the movie. She eyed him for a minute. Suddenly, she felt a frustration within her that bubbled and fizzed in the same fashion as mentos being dropped into a Coke, which made her inevitable outburst almost justifiable.

"Raph, what the fuck, man."

Almost like being snapped out of a daydream he turned to gaze at her with an expression that resembled a child's shock after being scolded and smacked on the back of the hand. A barely audible "What?" escaped his lips.

“You know what you’ve done, or rather, what you're currently trying to do.” May folded her arms.

“I’ve literally never been more confused in my life. I thought we were just watchin’ a movie?” If “???” was a state of being, Raphael was it.

*wheezy laugh* “’ Just watchin’ a movie,’” May said in a mock-deep voice along with air quotes, “ Yeah right, and I totally was NOT trying to seduce you,” she added sarcastically, “ Just admit it, Raph, you’ve been curving me this whole time.”

“’ Curving?’ What the hell does that even-- wait, did you just say ‘seduce’?”

May’s face went pink as she took in a deep breath. She calmly exhaled as she reached for Raphael’s hands, “Raphie,” she cooed, “I really, REALLY want you to take me into that bedroom right there,” she gestured behind her, “ and fuck me until I forget how to smile.”

“Wait wha? I-- I don’t understand, you're kiddin’ me, right?” He breathed, almost unable to catch his breath.

“I’m dead serious.”

All he could do was stare at her. Was this really happening? He closed his eyes really tightly, thinking that when he opened them, everything would make sense again.

May withdrew her hands. “I see,” she murmured, standing back up, “I knew you wouldn’t do it.” May headed for her room.

“Wait!” Raphael blurted, catching up with her. “Who said I wouldn’t do it?” He grabbed her hand.

May’s eyes widened. “Really? You’d really try it?”

“Ya gotta understand, sweetheart, you’re the second girl I’ve ever met, so I just assumed this was just the way you were. Those signals you were sending me were pretty much destined to fly over my head. I mean, what self-respecting girl would wanna fuck a freak like me?” Raph sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.

“Me.” she shot back.

“Well,” Raph chuckled, “I won’t keep ya waitin’ then.” He led her to the bedroom.

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Hey, I hope you liked it!! This was just a silly piece I had saved up in my drafts, unfinished, so I decided to clean it up and post it! If you wanna see the smutty sequel, let me know! Thanks for reading! Don’t forget to reblog!