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[hauntsect]

Since watching niva play The Quarry, my head has been "but what if Hyles in The Quarry?" even though he definitely doesn't fit much... I mean, he'd probably be one of the first to get killed cause he is way too curious for his own good. But also remembering Popshi had a verse there, too...

#❥ ❝ out of chrysalis ❞ (ooc) #for a character so focused on horror I'm so bad at thinking verses in actual horror for him huh

[enavant]

damn i wanna come back... :thonk:

#[ except i lost everything on my computer a while ago so i havent come here lol ] #[ does anyone want me back...would it be okay if i was iconless rip ] #━━ ❥ out of character » #[ i miss writing sm aaaaaaa but i cleared dsr lmao n im working on tea too now so things have been good ] #[ all i do is play fork knife now too lmao ]

[eposerta]

❥ — › mostly just popping on here to say i miss writing here , and would love to get back into it - i'm just currently very distracted with other things right now xo

#❥ — › 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐝 — ⌜ out of character ⌟

[nikawiy]

i've had words i was told on repeat on my mind abt how someone likes i write side characters just giving me giddy feelings. i've been seriously struggling mentally bc my health has been getting worse as well as i mask that it's not that bad and just . . . happy

#❥・⁕ ℳᵒᵗʰᵉʳˡʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ( ooc ) #// like it honestly??? makes me endlessly happy that writing side characters like ma and others is appreciated #// bc this is as equally smth to be a lil funsies side thing for me but also smth intended to make others smile #// so it just ???? makes me happy #// pops on here to talk abt this to just memorialize these words here #// hopefully i'll do a lot more soon (tm) just going based on energy/mood #// also hope i push past my shyness and social anxiety to reach out more #// esp at sons #// i now poof to draw ship art to help settle my desire to write shippy stuff when i have muses who require effort (tm) to get to ready to #// do shippy stuff with #// smh me and my picking either unshippable muses or muses thart require a lot of care but i also #// love that so . . . ngl no smh at me i like it #// i shut up now bc wow wall of tags

[ofeden]

❥ — › hi friends ! i really want to be more active here , so hit the heart and i'll send you memes that can be turned into threads :) ( or send me memes that we can turn into a thread ! )

#❥ — › 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐝 — ⌜ out of character ⌟

[wonderloste]

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain . / ikki and darcy! <3

we're going to close our eyes and imagine we remember what this was... a kiss meme surely... homosexuality win / @dangaer

one would think the starshowers something suddenly reverent to the very white rabbit who had chosen so violently to shun the skies they fell from, the excitement with which he carries himself through kingdom streets covered in stardust turned rain. it's crystalline, soft, more akin to snow than water, yet still drenching the wonderlandian public caught without umbrella or shawl from head to tail ... he'd find it all rather improper, to feel the cold soaking through jacket and bow alike, were he not so focused entirely on the man he'd caught sight of. his own umbrella, consequently, had been dropped among the chaotic bustle.

his heart beats a tick too fast, eyes alight with relief and something so undoubtedly unmistakable beyond — for all his melancholy and pomp, no one who has seen the two of them on their adventures through wonderland thus far has ever doubted, even the red queen herself, that darcy had ever looked at him with anything less than reverent love.

"alice—!!" he calls out to ikki in the only way he can, surrounded by the panicking populace. bumped shoulders go unnoticed and apologies not muttered, that being perhaps the greatest offense of all. darcy white is not known for being an emotive individual, not to the rest of wonderland. solemn, dismal, mean : he's only polite where it matters, but no one has ever quite seen anything like this. it's the first time in the entirety of their story weaved throughout a history of a million years, that the white rabbit has ever given chase to alice liddell.

"you're alright—!" at last much distance closes between them, the bustle of the kingdom parting ways from them to keep out the way. all for the best is it ... he hardly stumbles to a stop from his sprint, so much as he slams into the other man. his hands reach out before he does to soften the impact, of course, gloved palms cupping ikki's jaw where he secures his footing as best he can. he'll have to apologize, all the same : he steals a kiss from him rather abruptly the moment he is close enough, crashing into it more than pulling him forward. the slick ground makes him stumble, too — no manner of preparation for the gesture could have kept him from falling victim to the elements. he barely manages to catch the both of them before they fall via quickly dropping an arm to catch ikki's hip. quite unlike him, though, he doesn't care much for elegance this time around.

his ears fold back in silent embarrassment, but disobedient to the racing of his clockwork heart, he doesn't pull away from him immediately this time, no matter how flush his skin from the tips of his ears 'neath the fur, to the tip of his nose. if anything, he doubles down to seek another kiss deeper, no matter the similarly blushing public who seems to have caught their rosen alchemist in a moment most tender.

but he can't stay like that forever, chest to chest and heartbeat to clock tick, caught 'neath the raining stardust. where the hand that remains brushes its fingertips along the hume's jaw, he presses his thumb to ikki's chin and pulls 'way from their kiss, rather than parting his lips. dramatic a display of affection it may be, it would be impolite were he any more intimate in public — and while they were both soaked through by rain, to boot! he's truly gone mad, at long last.

and as stars must fall to the ground, so too is the white rabbit's inevitable encroaching demurity. the moment he pulls back, though not far, and catches his partner staring back at him... "o...oh! pardon m—" he straightens, startled, but doesn't let him go, so much as he simply loosens his embrace, as if unsure what to do with himself. his arm ends up hovering, awkwardly, where he'd had it wrapped around his waist. "i was... i was relieved, that's al—... i was worried about—"

he'll hear no end to the murmurs. they're already starting. not that he cares, really, but there is a heated blush rising up the back of his neck.

"i—i'm glad you're safe. i was looking everywhere for you." now time is speeding up. his heart is starting to get a bit too fast. he clears his throat, retracting his hand, trembling, from the man's face to rest over the bottom of his own instead, attempting to hide his embarrassment. "i—...apologize for my lacking decorum."

#dangaer #I ALWAYS DO MELANCHOLY SHIT BC DARCY IS SUCH A SAD MOTHERFUCKER HAVE SMTH SOFT FOR ONCE #can u tell i'm emptying out my pile of memes in my drafts #ikkidarcy ship is sailing this weekend fr #ʚ o. in character ɞ ⁄ you’ll lose your mind wandering for hours‚ may even decide to start talking to flowers. #ʚ c. white rabbit ɞ ⁄ if i only could‚ i'd make a deal with god and i’d get him to swap our places. #◟ ❥ ikki + darcy : we could do it if we tried if only to say you’re mine‚ know you and i shouldn’t feel like a crime. › dangaer. #i hope this makes sense it's 2am and i just had to invent a weather system for wonderland KJNERMH

[aftonrobotiics]

an idea i really like: rather than being another soul trapped inside the body of golden freddy, evan doubles as the entity shadow freddy. a nonviolent, reclusive spirit, wearing the twisted face of the animatronic that took his life; with no physical body simply because evan didn't die in the diner. he makes the active choice to help his father (to lure the animatronics to the safe room in the "follow me" minigames, so william can dismantle them) for the same reasons elizabeth does; that's their dad. they care about him. they want to make him proud. the only spirits haunting the fazbear name that don't hold any animosity towards william. and i'm sure, on some level, evan cares about the other children. but at the end of the day, michael is the only afton working against william.

#//additional things that make me go 👀: #//-in fn.af world sh.adow fr.eddys model has a *very distinct* broken lower jaw and i think thats such an interesting detail #//-in u.cn one of /nightmare's/ lines is “the shadow fears me”. sh.adow fr.eddy is the ONLY character with the word “shadow” in his name -- #//-- as “sh.adow bo.nnie” and “sh.adow de.edee”s names are actually /keysmashes/ #//-in the character encyclopedia (which ik isnt super accurate but hear me out) is /very/ vague about sh.adow fr.eddy-- #//-- and implies that he may be much more important than we realize #//-sh.adow fr.eddy hasnt been seen since fn.af 3; in which- in the good ending- evan passed on with the other four “main” children #//anyway umm integrating this into my belief system #//everyone is free to give him shit for it but his loyalty lies with his father. sorry. #❥ 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐎𝐍 ⸻ headcanon ▻ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 #cw // child death mention #//i promise im finishing up all the halloween starters btw. evan muse is just Always Present

[pinkandblueblurbs]

so because he kills glenn, you’re gonna hold a grudge against him ? even though he has great character development and basically apologized for it.. lol

omg he APOLOGIZED?? nvm i wuv him <33

#like yes i understand that #i have said that for me PERSONALLY brutally murdering characters that i have a strong attachment to and getting enjoyment out of it #makes him irredeemable #idc if people DO like him #like whoever tf you want #i just dont get it #and i dont like him #❥ you’ve got mail!

[hauntsect]

What if I wasted my time trying to replicate Hyles' quasi-visage/aesthetic in FF XIV what then???

#❥ ❝ out of chrysalis ❞ (ooc) #I'm just saying this would be my 14th character in the game #and I think it's fitting because it's ffxiv so? #someone stop me omfg #but also play with me hehe... #he is definitely paler than how it looks in the picture #my phone really said “a dash of color”

[enavant]

hi who misses me

#━━ ❥ out of character » #[ also first time seeing the new dash look n yikes ]

[umbraen]

❥ — › hit the ❤ for memes that i'll turn into threads because why not

#❥ — › 🇲​🇦​🇫​🇮​🇦​ 🇨​🇴​🇷​🇳​ 🇸​🇦​🇱​🇦​🇩​ — ⌜ out of character ⌟

[eposerta]

hi friends ! i'm here ( promise ! ) , with the holiday season my job has kind of left me pretty drained so writing hasn't really been a thing , but i think later i'm going to post some variation of a starter call so i can get back into the swing of things - because i really do miss writing lol

#❥ — › 🇲🇦🇫🇮🇦 🇨🇴🇷🇳 🇸🇦🇱🇦🇩 — ⌜ out of character ⌟ #honestly the holidays are just not my jam

[sheetbashed]

went through and made sure i was mutuals only again and I know for a fact that I unfollowed sideblogs on accident so if I did I am so sorry lol. I am still here, just trying to get back into things. Been doing things on discord though if you’re interested in writing there - that’s easier at the moment.

#❥ OUT OF CHARACTER. /

[ofeden]

❥ — › i've been in ff7 world since yesterday so things are going to be slow until i beat it ( again ), and then you can expect to see cloud, aerith and probably tifa back on this blog because i do miss them kthanks

#❥ — › 🇲​🇦​🇫​🇮​🇦​ 🇨​🇴​🇷​🇳​ 🇸​🇦​🇱​🇦​🇩​ — ⌜ out of character ⌟

[wonderloste]

( the great outdoors ) our muses are having sex outside. please feel free to specify where. // danpunzel in the flowers

CENSORED by the dormouse's storybooks ... / @etherealguard

the men and women of the surface he comes from must have learned how not to breathe, the difficulty with which he finds himself struggling for each rise and fall of his chest. he's never felt so vulnerable or half as embarrassed, fingers digging into the poor shreds of flowers that rest 'neath his head, eyes shut tight and lip clamped so hard between his teeth that he can taste his own blood metallic 'gainst his tongue. far be it from him to feel sorry for the previously blooming buds that had been torn apart in the desperate scramble of his hands to find purchase 'pon anything he could to battle the tension leaving his body sore. his voice gets caught in moans, where he has been bade not to bite down 'pon his own fingers for relief, either, one of them more worried than the other for the sake of him hurting himself. what is he to do, then...!

cry out, evidently, no matter how humiliating it may be to do so. his voice is lost in fevered but muffled begging each time his body is rocked further into the flowers he'd been sprawled across, making a mess of the field that had been laid surrounding them ... he's now pinned down against them, left mercy to his proclaimed knight where dan heng pushes his hips against his own, leg trapped 'round his arm so to better angle themselves in the act of it. it isn't rough by any means, but it is harder, enough so that it leaves him sensitive and panting, spit at the very least caught on his lips where he can bite down on his nails and choke out growing pleas at any point his voice stops cracking. "please... please..." and his partner answers his pleas in spades, even where his face ends up buried in rapunzel's neck, fangs finding skin he had left unmarked from the beginnings of their encounter, though that quickly changes. and he doesn't stop him, hand reaching behind his head to tangle in the other's hair, harshly enough that he can pull him closer, as if there is much space left in the first place.

he winces not from pain, not anymore, not having adjusted with dan heng's much kinder efforts prior, but from the sharp if not strangely considerate feeling of his teeth trailing to bite his ear. if nothing else, he is warm, hot, burning even and almost considerately concealed where he lays on his side, wrapped in the arms of the very man who holds his hips steady for him whilst his thrusts fall into a well paced rhythm. dan heng's ornate cloak still hangs half off of his shoulders where they hadn't fully pulled it free from his back, and it creates something almost polite in how it falls over and covers them, at least, though he supposes they are not wont for modesty, alone as they are anyhow.

he is thankful, he thinks, for the consideration still. it is not modesty, perhaps, but intimacy, where he feels comfortable with dan heng's chest pressed against him, wrapped in warm fabrics meant for further north of where they currently find themselves. it makes breathing easier where it should be suffocating, but when he presses his cheek into the flowers, whimpering where the other's fingertips dig into his hips, he is grateful to feel so wholly overwhelmed. hard pressed is he to offer complaint, not for the way dan heng murmurs against his skin as he parts his thighs further to push his cock deeper inside of him, and certainly not in protest of his other hand, occupied then stroking hansel's own length where he, himself, is nothing short of pathetic where he wilts for him.

it's expected, he supposes : he is inexperienced, and touch starved, and desperate. there is kindness extended to him, understanding of his oversensitivity where he can barely keep himself steady enough to push his hips back in tandem with dan heng's own. but he does, what little he is able in the lustful haze that falls over them. that's enough, he'd told him, and he believes that, even if he wishes he could do better.

"i—that's so..." his voice breaks when he tries to speak, perhaps not surprisingly. it devolves again into eager moan, lips parted in quite a lewd display in an attempt to regain the little composure he possibly could. he fails, of course, eyes fluttering half-lidded where his saliva trails onto the flower petals he's draped over. he can pull dan heng by his hair, until the shift in their position has him near on his stomach, the other man following with him to lift his hips up just enough to keep thrusting inside of him whilst he jerked him off. it makes it easier for him to kiss the back of his neck, too, the braid made a mess of pushes over rapunzel's shoulder to make room for his lips and fangs, instead. his movements grow quicker, and the change in position lets him push his length deeper inside of him too. he doesn't want to think of it, or he might die, how exceptionally vulgar they must look. worse than that, how lascivious he, himself, sounds, a lewd gasp spared for each thrust against his ass — it is no wonder, the pace picking up as it does, that he loses his voice to embarrassing cry instead.

he's close, and he knows that he is fully aware. the way dan heng's thumb pauses to press against the tip of his dick and swipe the precum from its head makes that clear enough. rapunzel wishes they had undressed all the way, now, the way his own blouse feels so incredibly tight now bunched up under his chest like this. but he's growing desperate, no matter how overwhelmed he feels, and at last, though he feels his heart flutter in a way that is unbelievably shy when he does it, he helps position himself better to grind his hips back into the thrusts, too. it feels obscene, but erotic, and at the very least like this he is able to shift his arm around in front of him and take the fabric of his sleeve into his mouth. he bites down on that, instead, for his relief. it does precious little to muffle his increasingly loud pleas the harder dan heng fucks him, but it does help with the tension.

and, oh, he needs it : his body starts to shudder, heat building first at his abdomen and then down along his thighs, and then the rest. he wouldn't be able to stay like this if he weren't being held up, and the other man's panting next to his ear isn't helping his own composure. his heart is racing, blush spread from the tips of his ears all the way down to his chest. his body is flush. and all he can do is ride it out, mumbling in desperation where he can speak around the fabric in his mouth. "dan hen—" he whines his name, feeling himself getting tighter around his cock, and with it, pulling a little rougher at his hair. his own dick is throbbing, his thighs starting to shake so hard he can't stop himself. and yet—

"ah—ah!" he cries out so loudly that he drops his sleeve from his lips, pushed forward by a single, hard thrust in which dan heng is the one who fills him first. it's unbelievably hot, the cum that shoots inside of him : and the continued thrusts that come afterwards, riding out the high where is leaves rapunzel himself near tears with how hard he pants to catch his own breath. then ... he's not long after. amidst the feeling of his cock burying itself deep, and his hand still stroking his length ... pleasure starts at the base of his spine and climbs, then drops low, leaving his body trembling as heat unbearable spread throughout. he feels dan heng's hand shift position from his dick, swiping some of the cum from its tip where the rest stains the flowers 'neath them, and then himself where he collapses on top, gasping for breath.

"o—oh—" he moans, feeling where his partner sprawls out across his back, now fully on top of him, properly. dan heng's arms wrap underneath him, letting him hold him proper this time around. rapunzel's arm falls from his head, wrapping underneath him now so that he can bury his face in them, too. he can hear him mumbling something against his shoulder and he supposes it's likely sweet nothings ... but his head is so foggy, he can barely think. and yet, if he moves, he's almost certain he can feel his dick still hard against him. he is out of breath, exhausted, yet even still, he forces himself to move, groaning as he does so. it takes some effort, but he rolls over onto his back with help from some shifting on the other's part. looking up at him, he smiles tiredly, then reaches to gently pinch his nose. "keep... keep going," he murmurs, voice cracking bashfully. he'd made it this far, and he could last longer. just a little bit, just a couple times more ... he wanted to, at any rate. "please keep going... i — i want it..." he wants him.

#etherealguard #ʚ c. snap dragonfly ɞ ⁄ rapunzel‚ let down your hair : you and i can make it out‚ they’ll never find out. #THIS IS... SO VERY MID #I'M SORRY #ʚ o. in character ɞ ⁄ you’ll lose your mind wandering for hours‚ may even decide to start talking to flowers. #ʚĭɞ ― NOT SAFE FOR WONDERLAND ˊˎ- #suggestive ― #i never found a good song for their tag i need to look now hm #◟ ❥ dan heng + rapunzel : at last i see the light‚ all at once‚ everything is wonderful‚ now that i see you. › etherealguard.

[aftonrobotiics]

— have a pile of headcanons for one mr william afton :]

i like to think he's relatively well - known around hurricane . regardless of whether or not people know him personally , most at least know of william ( and , by extention , the afton family ) , usually either as a co - founder of fredbear's or founder / CEO of afton robotics . but even if one doesn't recognize him from that -- he's that one person in every town with the shiny purple car and the bright purple wardrobe . some people ( mostly children and teens ) refer to him as " the purple guy " . he doesn't mind this . it's his brand .

before all the horrible stuff with his children happened , william was a genuinely kind and happy person . aside from the fact that the man radiated charisma , he was a very loving father , and a very good friend as well . he had a very hard time saying " no " to those he cared about , his children in particular .

despite outward appearances , william isn't particularly extroverted . he can easily hold conversations and remain engaged , but the only reason he stepped up to that role at fredbear's was because he knew henry would be uncomfortable in that position .

he's naturally a soft - spoken man . that much will never change . he's not a fan of yelling .

william was a business major in college , but he does also have a degree in robotic engineering . his strong suits lie in programming more than construction , so he lets henry do most of the manual labor when it comes to building animatronics . because they have a smaller staff , will manages the diner's finances , marketing , and networking primarily on his own . essentially : he works constantly .

a few years before '83 , william was caught in a total springlock failure . he was found and rescued soon after , just before the metal endoskeleton could puncture any horribly important organs - and he recovered well - but the incident left him with geometric scars starting from the upper neck and down the rest of his body , chronic pain , and weakness in one of his legs ( ultimately giving him a permanent limp ) . because of this , he usually has to use a cane to walk properly and reduce pain .

he doesn't like the scars he got from that incident . that's part of why he wears thick , layered clothing ( like his full suits , or a cardigan / sweater over a button up , etc ) -- he doesn't like seeing them , he doesn't like them being touched , he doesn't like being reminded of them at all . at least with all those layers he can't feel as much , he figures .

his schedule was something along the lines of : wake up early , make breakfast for the kids , go to work , come home , make dinner , sleep , repeat . truly the life of a single father .

william's got smile lines and grey streaks in his hair :] that's it that's the hc

he's a BIG sports guy . if there's some kind of holiday or event he's at and there's a game on , he is GLUED to that tv . he forces henry and/or his kids to watch the world cup with him whenever it's on .

will has a lot of paranoia . he's not sure why but he sure as hell won't go to therapy over it . so , to counteract that ( at least at home ) , he set up a security system for his whole house , including the front and back yards . he tries to be acutely aware of what's going on in his house as much as possible .

he . doesn't have many friends . yes he has acquaintances yes he has work associates but there aren't many people in his life he would actually call a friend . and henry is his best friend . it would be a shame if someone committed an atrocity and ruined that , wouldn't it ?

#//some of this stuff ive said before #//but i figure it doesnt rlly matter if i repeat myself since this blog *kinda* got a soft reset #//im thinking about him #//out of all the characters ive ever written i genuinely think will has developed the most #//i love writing about him jdjfjjs #❥ 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐎𝐍 ⸻ headcanon ▻ 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚