#tw : mention of death

[waokevale]

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Haha, you thought it was gonna be something wholesome? Nice try.

That's Pt 1. Of a comic I'm making. It involves Krobus and (I think you can guess who lol)

Anyways yeah, hope you like these! Took a while 😁

[skeletoninthemelonland]

[Trigger warning]: Mentions of death and body horror.

This post is about my understanding of William Afton's possession of the Springbonnie suit!

One of the very few headcanons that I have is that, after his death, William Afton possessed both the Yellow Suit and his own corpse. It was more of an obligation rather than a choice. If he wanted to move around as Springtrap, he needed to bear the excruciating pain. Possessing a corpse meant striving to become "alive" again.

That probably explains why his body didn't fully decompose, even after 30 years: because his soul continuously struck it with jolts of energy, forcing the severely damaged tissue to function under awful conditions (cell membranes rupture and spill their contents after death, but they were forced back together). Here's an illustration:

To me, Springtrap didn't die once or twice, nor a third time. He died thousands and thousands of times and kept on coming back.

"I always come back."

The springlocks weren't the only cause of his suffering. It was the hunger, thirst, lack of oxygen, sleep deprivation, and subsequent infections, paired up with the psychological effects of it all.

[anantaru]

⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ synopsis. breaking up because he wants to keep you safe, right person wrong time, cw. angst, he's lying to you, break up, mentions of death, gn! reader

what if childe doesn't want to break up with you, yet he's also aware that someone being close to a harbinger was way too dangerous, keeping you as his significant other would be a death sentence for you— his enemies are countless, he doesn't fear them but you should. what if he cannot protect you? aside from that, even within the fatui, he cannot trust a single individual.

who knows if somebody was actually able to find out about your secret relationship and use it in order to force childe into doing something? blackmail him or threatening to hurt you if he doesn't comply? can he even come to your rescue then? just thinking about you dying in front of him makes him want to fall asleep and never wake up.

after he went through those multiple concerns spreading inside his head, trying his hardest to find a solution, or, an answer. childe ultimately decided to break up with you— of course, in order to protect you.

but what's worse than that is that the harbinger was aware that, if he was to say it's due to "keeping you safe" you wouldn't accept it and would probably change his mind.

the thought alone of you looking at him with those eyes of yours, with droplets of tears hanging from your lashes, childe would fall to his knees immediately and admit defeat.

what does he do then?

you see, he's lying, lying that he's fallen out of love with you, that there was someone else he's fallen for yet that person wasn't you anymore.

he doesn't feel anything when he looks at you. no love, no future, he doesn't want to touch nor feel you, hear or see you.

saying those words out loud, precisely to your face actually broke his heart into a million pieces.

childe thinks he's numb now, and his colleagues were already talking about how weidly ruthless he's gotten over the past weeks— more pitiless and bloodthirsty than before, like he's lost a part of himself after he's lost you, after he pretended like he cheated on you so you would let him go.

childe doesn't care anymore, you were the one reminding him of his humanity, but with you gone, what even was humanity to him?

he doesn't mind that you hate him now, to him it means that you'll never come anywhere near him anymore, he's succeeded with his plan on keeping you protected from harm— meaning, that you're finally safe now.

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[spark-river]

Belphegor knows

Headcanon:

Belphegor is aware of a lot of his brothers' specific traumas. He tends to watch their dreams and even dissipates their nightmares, which give him a good idea of what happened and what they fear.

Of course he's not an all knowing genius. Dreams can be as much past memories as they're fears so he does take them with more than a grain of salt. (=Questions whether they're a real event that happened or something his brothers' minds might have created to deal with their trauma.)

When a nightmare correlates with his own traumas and fears he'll mostly just chuck a happy dream at them and leave to sulk, Beel is the only exception to this rule. (An example of this would be anything regarding Lilith's death.)

(When Lucifer dreamed about saving Lilith or not being able to save Lilith Belphegor never realized that Lucifer actually had saved her after the fall.)

Belphegor is aware of how much Mammon is scared of the witches. While he will tease him about it, when the intensity and frequency of dreams about them is increasing, he's the first one to alarm Lucifer.

He phrases it as if he can't be bothered to help but in reality he's just concerned, especially after what happened with Maddy. He's always on edge knowing his brother could get into so much worse trouble just by associating with witches. Even to him his 'scumbag of a brother' doesn't deserve all that.

[retrotrait]

I decided to remake my sim Ian, for Nicco's story line. So here he is. Ian is a rookie detective with the SMPD. He's been tasked to partner with Nicco. He, more than anyone wants to find out who is the crazed pyscho serial killer who's been off'ing people. He feels like somehow this killer had something to do with his sister's murder.

[yanarizaki]

CURRENT LOCATION: Cutie Mark Crusaders' Clubhouse, Sweet Apple Acres

DAYS SINCE OUTBREAK: 92 Days

As an MLP Infection AU enthusiast, I'm here to contribute my two cents where the CMC and the cake twins are alone and left to defend themselves (unfortunate accidental situation. The mane six were in Canterlot.). They find the cake twins and really, they can't leave them alone. Not when Mr. And Mrs. Cake were infected.

They're a lil' bit older in my au, about the age of teenagers but they're all still children. Pumpkin Cake and Pound Cake are about 2-3 years old.

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[creativepromptsforwriting]

Prompt #1021

"You won't kill me."

"No, but I can make you wish I would."

[beautiful-basque-country]

I'd like to exhale my last breath looking at the sea.

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[clownpalette]

You have to move on!

Fr revenge's tears is like the goriest story I have 💀💀 (spoiler) everyone dies at the end-

[fo-enjoyer]

Tag yourself and your partner ♡ /hj

[justafi5h]

Applying anti logic to a different situation :

Imagine this: A man goes to his friend's house, waits until she is occupied, walks to the kitchen, and takes a knife from the closed drawer. Later that day, after going home, he uses the knife to murder his roommate. His friend, due to not living near him, doesn't hear anything, but someone else does. Soon he gets found out and tried for murder, but his lawyer uses the excuse "if his friend didn't own a knife in the first place, nobody would have died."

His friend is found guilty.

Obviously this is an awful excuse - the man went out of his way to take the knife, and his friend had no clue about the murder until it was too late. But this is the same string of logic as "darkship content enables abusers into taking advantage of people". If a mentally stable person who knows dark tropes such as abuse are wrong to recreate IRL comes across darkship content and decides to "recreate it" anyway, that is entirely their own fault.

[zimtlees]

So motivational

[skeletoninthemelonland]

It's 1am and i'm here thinking how messed up fnaf 3 really is

Here's what I mean: fnaf 1 does an incredible job at being eerie on the outside and traggic on the inside. It's the perfect ammount of it

Then there's fnaf 2 with its chaotic and overwhelming nature. There are just too many of them to handle at some point, which works incredibly well to make you feel tense and alert.

Then there's fnaf 3, with its silent first night. In a sense, fnaf 3 is infuriating because "these haunted animatronics keep coming back". The never-ending cycle. Kinda makes you feel a certain degree of impatience and annoyance. It makes you underestimate the situation.

But it stops being infuriating after you realize what — or who — you're actually dealing with. It becomes hopeless. It refuses to die. It refuses to die. It keeps refusing to die. It won't stop. It can't be defeated.

It stares at you, amused by your frustration. It's moving around, taunting you, laughing at your ugly face. It mocks you, infuriating you further, so much it's starting to become depressing. It purposely hides in the shadows, away from the cameras, whilist striving to have its presence noticed. What's wrong with it?

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Springtrap (the character apart from William Afton) is terrifying, but not because of his jumpscare or because he was actually the murder this whole time. He's like a symbol of said hopelessness and dread. He moves around like HE is the trophy. He got exactly what he wanted, whether it was to be achieve literal immortality, or to become this lurking, dreadful memory permanently engraved in people's minds. He is the Yellow Rabbit, standing above it all. He was remembered — his victims were not.

And you're just another one added to the pile.

[hisnamesdylan]

I made a quiz on uquiz feel free to check it out.

[starcat162]

I have an idea!

Mabel Pines x Child! Spirit/Ghost! Reader. (Platonic Obviously)

Mable can only see the reader, and Mabel has no idea that the reader is a ghost or spirit. They met while she was with dipper but she wandered off (i guess). And saw a young child, (the reader), who is like around the age of 6 to 8 years old. Mable doesn't know untill the weirdmegdon (is that how you spell it?), and Bill mentioned something about it in the one scene where he captures them. Mabel is the only one that can see them.

The reader died around the 20s or to the 50s, you can choose. The reade could've been killed by anyone from your choice, being stabbed, being h@ng3d, or just basically tortured, just anything really. The reader can be any race. In the nightmare realm or whatever it's called, they can look like the younger version of Tessa from murder drones, but they're appearance looks normal on earth. The reader could be the oldest of maybe four or three younger siblings.

(I kinda had this idea after watching Caseoh play Bad Parenting, and I just though about it after an hour. I'll probably make another post to try and put more detail.)

Also, BABY STANFORD

[starwrighter]

I am not a baby!! (Yes you are)

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(Part six people!!!)

Batting away a pod of stalkers that didn't get the memo he wasn't food Duke sighed. Rarely persistent predators, normally all it would take to scare them away was a slap from his tail. But with all the chaos that'd happened in such a short time period, they were agitated, attacking him more frequently much to his dismay and his sibling's entertainment. His face heated as he felt laughter erupt into the bond.

"Are the stalkers okay?" Damian questioned demandingly.

"I- They're still trying to maul me?" He replied, taking a second to whack a stalker, its mouth wide open ready to attempt biting his tail off.

"I think a Mesmer wandered from one of the nearby cave systems," He proposed, shaking the attacking stalkers off of him and watching with bared teeth as the fish finally realized they bit off more than they could chew leaving. A Mesmer would explain the stalker's agitation, their hypnotism and eventual biting tended to tick a lot of creatures off.

"So the glow from earlier was just from a Mesmer...?" Dick questioned, disappointment flooding into the bond.

"It was about the size of a Mesmer... Maybe smaller?" Duke started, peaking into the egg from before, no sign of anything being inside at all. " I didn't get to look at it, I was too busy being mauled," Duke complained, turning to glower at a stalker lurking beside him.

"You don't seem very certain Duke," Dick began, "Did something happen?"

Duke froze, staring intently at one of the smooth crystal-like slabs glowing dimly from inside the egg. "Yeah, I heard one of the little noises from the...you know?" The babies carried these around with them, it would make a little noise. A string of little chirps and clicks, and the baby would panic most often dying soon after.

"I think it was from one of the dead ones,"

'one of the dead ones' god he felt disgusting just saying it. But that's all he really could say. None of them lived long enough for them to know anything about them. They couldn’t pin personality and preferences to any of them like they had before! None of this batch lived long enough to fight reapers or watch plants and animals with curious awe.

Dick’s silence was deafening, hope dying slowly. It was like being stabbed, Dick was the one who so desperately wanted a new baby sibling to come out of this tragedy.

“Hey, I-“

“Father wants you two to join him patrolling,” Damian interrupted.

“Aren’t Cass, Steph, and Tim already doing that?”

Damian scoffed, “They have their own territories to patrol Thomas” Damian snapped. “The hell hole was blocked off!”

“And that means…?” Duke questioned, trailing off as the younger scoffed.

“Any idiot with a brain could understand that means we have to watch for sea dragons,”

Terror settled in his stomach. “Those things are real?!” He screeched, gills flaring.

“Real and hungry. What do you think is going to happen when they no longer have a fresh supply of reapers to snack on?” Damian mused and Duke could almost see the sharp-toothed grin on the youngers face

“Well I’m hoping they start eating rocks instead but I’ve gotta feeling you’re going to tell me otherwise.”

“It’s going to wander through the lost river and eat everything in the crater that moves,” Damian warned.

“Damian quit scaring Duke," Dick chimed in exasperatedly.

" I'm not!" Damian protested.

"You quite clearly are, Baby fish!" Dick replied voice laced with faux authority.

"It's not my fault he asked a stupid question!"

"Wait..." He started, pushing himself off the ground, flicking his tail to glide through the kelp forests. " Are we or are we not going to be eaten by a sea dragon?"

"No Duke, they only need to eat large meals every so often,"

"If you see one outside the lava zones switch forms and swim away. We're faster, they won't see us as something worth chasing" Dick explained.

"Oh..." That was relieving, the amount of damage a sea dragon could potentially cause him was terrifying. Precursors had made the fatal mistake of messing with one and you don't exactly see any of them around anymore.

"Why does Bruce need us then?" Duke could almost hear the infuriated shriek from here.

"What part of precursor activity screams 'business as usual'?"

"Be nice you two," Dick warned. Duke shook his head, gliding his way toward the impact site.

"I think he's just bitter that he's the one who was tasked with watching the shallows" Duke teased, an uproar of laughter flooding the bond at Damian's offended squawk.

"At least I won't have to deal with the reapers!" Damian bragged

"You won't if you'd get your ass to the shallows Demon spawn," Jason piped up.

"Plenty of reapers in the dunes kid,"

"Snitch,"

"Slacker,"

Duke snickered as he slithered into the crash zone. Murky waters, from the massive amounts of sand yet to settle at the seabed. Chunks of metal littered the impact site an egg floating upside down yet not a trace left of the red blood that spilled into the ocean the other day. Reapers circled the site, teeth snapping at anything they saw.

A blur of red entered his peripherals, Jason used his horn to stab through a chunk of metal before launching it full force at a charging reaper. A loud snap as the metal hit its target shrapnel spray slicing into a shrieking reaper.

"These fuckers are getting bolder every single day," Jason laughs humorlessly. Mandibles snap, teeth gnash, reaper screaming louder and louder as it starts circling the two of them. "I almost miss the Sea dragon," Jason joked. A gnarled pinkish burn scar on his left side, dorsal fin torn off and smaller burns littering Jason's body told him he would never in fact "Miss the sea dragon,"

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