#natewantstobattle ego

[southerndragontamer]

Fall Musings

You hummed to yourself as you mixed together sugar cookie dough, it was chilly so you had a sweater and comfy pants on today. You were making up a giant batch to split hen take over to the Ego homes. You knew they wouldn’t all be there at the same time, at least right now with the month being so busy for multiple reasons, you’d been told ahead of time who was there and who wasn’t, but you’d make enough hopefully for the rest when they did get home again.

As you started to cut the cookies into pumpkins, leaves, or ghosts, you couldn’t help but think of the upcoming holiday. You loved Halloween but sometimes you didn’t like to be scared, sometimes you did. Sometimes you just liked being spooky, the in between of soft and scary. But you were lucky that the Egos understood and they all helped in their own way to try to make you comfortable.

Dark always enjoyed sitting with you by the fire, the cold made his body ache and that made him more cold than usual, sometimes he’d read to you or you’d both read while you cuddled. You’d managed to talk him out of coffee and into drinking more apple cider or hot chocolate, even tea more this time of year.

Wilford, bless his chaotic heart, was always up to something. Mostly pranks. And mostly the kind that ended up with silly string webbing everywhere. Though after a talk with you when they didn’t make you laugh one time, he’d started to put his energy into decorating the Iplier manor with your help when you were over there long enough and it did look amazing honestly.

Yancy was always humming or singing a Halloween based tune as he had taken to getting the supplies on runs. He liked to get out now that he could, sometimes it would be less scary and sometimes it’d be more creepy. His voice was very good at getting you to feel what he wanted and he’d accidentally scared you once. After that he often stuck to less creepy music, but he always brought you in a treat when you were over.

The Host was the one that told the best stories, whether creepy, outright scary or something softer. You could and had listened to him talk for hours in a nook in his library, always with a cup of tea or something else between you both. He often made you fall asleep that way, you’d always wake up with a blanket thrown over you.

You were smiling as you put the first few trays into the oven and giggled a little as you thought of the Septics next. Oh they truly adored Halloween, more visibly than the Ipliers anyway which was fitting considering most of them were ‘born’ in or around October.

Jackie was usually the one you went to when you wanted to watch scary movies with someone, so he could help you feel less afraid. He also made you laugh because he sometimes got more scared than you did depending on the movie and you’d end up cuddling him instead.

Chase was the one in charge of baking or cooking this time, and you two often bonded over recipes and when he’d attempted pecan pie with you it had gone so bad that you couldn’t help but giggle at the memory of his shocked face when he’d pulled the charred top of the pie off the rest of it. You’d both fixed the recipe afterwards though.

Henrik was taking a bit of a break off before Halloween, and he was the one that liked to take the ‘scary’ out of things and make it softer. He was very good at using his snark and deadpan to make you feel less scared and relax you. He was also the one in charge of decorating with James’ help.

James was a bit like you, he sometimes adored the scary/creepy aspect of Halloween and October bur sometimes he didn’t and preferred just the spooky/fall part of it. You had actually figured out you felt the same from hanging out with Jamie and seeing him look a little worried at a certain decoration Henrik put up. You often went to him to cuddle and enjoy listening to lofi while you did something with your hands.

Anti wasn’t one you’d think would be soft, and he wasn’t….at least all the time. If you two interacted with everyone else in the room he was his usual teasing, kind of mean nature. It was just how he was, but when it was just you two…he was still gruff, but he wasn’t as outwardly mean. He’d often use his static to calm you down, it was a constant background when he had an arm around you.

You took out the pans and let the cookies cool on a rack as you filled another batch into the cookie trays and started to make up icing to decorate the cookies. Orange was a must, with green, black and white being close seconds. Your smile got a little bit wider as you thought about the Sharp Egos. They weren’t as well known as the Ipliers and Septics but just the same they were exited for the month.

Mare, as he went by most of the time, was a bit like Yancy in that he liked to sing while he worked. He was the one in charge of decorating the small home the ‘brothers’ shared and you helped, though with occasional nudges to him when his voice started to shift too much.

Phantom was the one you’d had to kind of pull into helping to relax, as he was a little like Dark in that he took too much work on his plate for his own good. He often helped you bake when you were over there by handing you ingredients or asking about the recipe.

You smiled to yourself as you iced the cooled baked goods. You weren’t sure if you’d be in a spooky or a scary mood come Halloween but you knew regardless you had the Egos all there with you. And that was all you needed for a happy holiday.

[thewrecked-andthewriting]

Callie Morningstar.

Full Name: Calliope Lillith Morningstar.

Title: Princess of the Underworld.

Birthday: July 2, 1224. Almost at her sweet 800.

Parents: Phantom Morningstar. Unknown Mother.

Heir to the throne of the underworld -- but who is she kidding? Her dad's never dying.

Caused the black plague in the 1300s. Her father ticked her off, she ran off to the surface and essentially killed a bajillion people because she had a hissy fit.

Not allowed to the surface anymore without at least two handlers.

Essentially works as a promoter for her father. She runs one of his many clubs -- recruiting people and works as an in between for people who want to sell their souls for their desires.

Is not to be left alone with her Uncle Mare. Why? Chaos will ensue. They share the same braincell when in the same room together.

She is fiercely protective of her loved ones. Has literally snapped necks of people who've even breathed the wrong way in someone's direction.

But she is a total sweetheart, I swear.

[doc-ocktism]

day 6 of drawing fnaftm everyday until shadows of agony is out

[nightshade-error]

I made this instead of sleeping. I've had this idea in my head for months, though.

I couldn't decide on shoes, so pick your poison ig

[colourfulmes]

Natemare’s Bedroom

[mayorundertheplumtree]

It's been almost 9 years no matter what

*So what is still left beyond the darkness?

[aro-luigi]

NATE IN FNAF SHADOWS OF AGONY?? HELLO??? /POS

[phant0mh34rt]

Collab I did with husband for daily fnaf musical! @doc-ocktism <33

[0crooked-arcade0]

I'll die on this hill, because I feel like the only one still talking about it in the scope of the egoverse.

But can we please talk about Phantom? He deserves so much attention-

We have a soul stealing, snowglobe collecting conman, and I'm surprised people aren't into that with how absolutely buck wild other egos are.

Man was rocking skinny jeans at the club while scouting talent, his cane looks top heavy enough to send a bitch to Jesus with same day delivery.

There so many smoke machines in his office I'm pretty sure it's an OSHA violation.

Or whatever the demon equivalent to OSHA is.

Anyways, go listen to Phantom by NateWantsToBattle.

[sadder-piano]

New Neito Han video got me thinkin about Natemare so have Natemare doodle

[fivenightsatnatemares]

Meet the crew:

Nathan Wily. Commonly known as Natemare or simply Mare to his friends. 26 years old and doomed to roam the Fazbear Pizzeria... Well, forever. Has a brother who he despises, and a weak spot for certain brunettes.

Protagonist, antagonist, it doesn't really matter. He's been missing for a couple of years now after he took a job at his brother's pizzeria, stuck to wander there. Grew some gnarly looking streaks down his face with no clear explanation why too. All he knows is that the animatronics come to life at night, all he knows is that he's one of them.

What happens if someone proves him otherwise?

[th3w00ds]

In honor of the man’s birthday, NATEMARE MOODBOARD

[doc-ocktism]

part 2 electric boogaloo

[bondoes-art]

I had a though

A nightmare Mare, nightmare Natemare, night-mare, whatever you want to call him.

Nightmares being entities that represent a persons nightmares (fears, trama, ect.) If I ever make a head canon post of this man I'll go into more detail, or if someone just asks-

I just wanted to show off the man who I'm trying to make canon in me and my friends disaster lol.

[colourfulmes]

>:D

Blood warning !! (under cut)

[mayorundertheplumtree]

Would a murderer restaurant owner

hire a kidnapper night security guard?

（（So seriously when can you two meet（（