#feralreason; 001

[dagdasgodslayer]

@feralreason ❤’d!

[For a while now, Nanashi had doubted the accuracy of Cassidy's fuzzy memories. Purple men weren't exactly...common. As far as Nanashi knew, they didn't exist. He'd suggested that maybe her killer had just been wearing purple -- a suggestion he regretted when Cassidy then wanted to assault anyone wearing that color. The only way to calm her then was to remind her that they weren't British, nor did their voices remind her of her killer in the slightest. He'd been making progress with her, but curbing her violent impulses had always been near-impossible.]

[So today, when Nanashi actually SAW a man matching Cassidy's description of "a guy with purple skin," he felt Cassidy tug his limbs forward; he fought against it, but he stepped forcefully in the aubergine man's direction. A fire that didn't belong to him burned in his eyes. She insisted that this man HAD to be him, and frankly, Nanashi found little reason to disagree. Until today, he'd been sure that she was imagining the hue of his skin...weird.]

[Still, Nanashi painstakingly wrested control of himself from her. His violent glare dissipated, his limbs no longer tense, his stance no longer battle-ready.]

❝ Calm down, kid. We don't know that for sure. ❞ [She spat at this idea -- again, Nanashi couldn't blame her -- but he insisted on double-checking.] ❝ Let's just talk to him. You said his voice stood out. If this is your guy, then we'll... ❞ [Do something unsavory that he couldn't whisper to himself about. Not in public, anyway.] ❝ Y'know. ❞

[This finally pacified her. Nanashi got closer to the stranger, only to realize that he bore some painfully familiar scars. He felt at the ones on his neck; there was no way that they were both killed and brought back like that, right? There had to be a rational explanation, one that he'd only figure out if he actually worked up the nerve to speak. Just don't think about it.]

❝ Uh...hi.❞ [Okay, so maybe in all of the chaos, he'd forgotten that he needed to make conversation. He cleared his throat, reaching for a viable topic.] ❝ So...the whole "purple" thing. What's up with that? ❞

[Okay, this was the worst subject he could have ever come up with. Hopefully it wouldn't matter -- he just needed this guy to talk.]

#feralreason #feralreason; 001 #🍀 |v| revenge is sweet. (015.) |v| 🍀 #{ waiting for nanashi to talk to this man; realize he has a brooklyn accent; and be like ''oh yeah this guy didn't kill you- } #{ -he's not british.'' FKJSDJKFSD } #{ also god fuck i just realized they are both orphans. nanashi just has a good adoptive family unlike william... } #{ not me crying over nanashi calling cassidy ''kid'' too bc its a reversal of dagda doing the same... } #{ ok maybe they both also have awful father figures but nanashi's only exists in his source material sdkgsdfsd;;; }

[emphaticalllymine]

UNPROMPTED || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @feralreason

feralreason asked: "No. Y'can't have it." (I am a simple cryptid: I see a muse by Rick, I have to have Dave/William interact with them)

[Cue a DEEPLY offended gasp from Stingy; while this sort of argument was rampant in his daily life ( as he would often try to claim his friends' belongings as his own, to little avail ), it never got any easier to fight for the things that were so RIGHTFULLY his. The little brat extended his grubby mitts, now trying to take the item by FORCE.]

❝ I told you, it's MINE! Give it to me! ❞

#feralreason #feralreason; 001 #👑 || ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵏᶰᵉʷ ᶤᵗ˒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶤˢ ᵗᵒ ᶤᵗˑ (answered.) || 👑 #{ KJSDJKFDJK good job william you have provoked The Demon } #{ don't make his dad come over just to pay for it so his kid will finally shut up sdkjksd } #{ ALSO I APPRECIATE YOU INTERACTING WITH MY BLOGS ALWAYS KJSDFKJS;;; you are always welcome anywhere i write!! }

[curseofbreadbear]

@feralreason​ ❤’d!

[Elizabeth’s day had consisted almost entirely of creating a present for her father; he'd been especially grumpy lately, preoccupied with his work, but maybe she could help lift his spirits! Her gift wasn't much -- a typical kid's drawing with the two of them holding hands, the words "I love you, Daddy" scrawled in messy writing across the top, but she had the highest of hopes ( against all odds ). She wanted to help him feel better, and perhaps reassuring him that he was loved would cheer him up ( though, of course, she might be projecting ).]

[Nevertheless, she decided to search for him at his pizzeria, the same place he always was -- it was just work, work, work with him. It didn't take long for her to spot him, thanks to that; she skipped over to her father( 's lookalike ), positively giddy.]

[Unbeknownst to her, this act alone was reminiscent to walking up to a complete stranger and holding their hand, under the assumption that they were a parent -- in a way, though, she was correct. This man was a dead ringer for her father. Her belief that he was William Afton, her William Afton, was entirely valid.]

[And thus, completely oblivious to the idea that this was not actually her father, Elizabeth excitedly ( albeit cautiously ) tugged at his shirt. She was careful not to pull too tightly; Daddy didn't like that, she reminded herself. Sometimes, if she pestered him on a good day, when he wasn't focused on his pizzeria or distracted by something important, he would reward her with a grumble and his attention. She was hoping for those results now...even if he was technically working today.]

[She had a gift to give him, after all.]

❝ Daddy? ❞

#feralreason #feralreason; 019 #🎀 |v| ᶤˢ ᶤᵗ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᶤ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉʳˀ (001.) |v| 🎀 #{ congrats william heres ur daughter jfksdjkjk } #{ pls adopt thank u } #{ also i wrote this out; got to her calling him ''daddy;'' and now all i can think about is the vine } #{ DO I LOOK LIKE/????? } #🎀 || daddy's little monster. (elizabeth.) || 🎀

[curseofbreadbear]

DSAF PROMPTS || STILL ACCEPTING! || @feralreason​

feralreason asked: ❝ Get an apartment or some shit! ❞ (to Phonegingi because im a creep, im a weirdo)

❝ NEVER. ❞

[Oh, boy. If there was anything that Phonegingi was gonna get hung-up on ( teehee ), then it was the matter of their tent versus literally ANY other form of residence. Houses were trash. Apartments were garbage. Who the FUCK wanted to live in a place where the TAX-MAN could barge in and steal their hard-earned monies?? And, AND, you have to PAY to live there??? If it is YOUR apartment, then you should be living in it for free! Disgusting. Phonegingi would never resort to living a life that was anything but feral. The tent life among the trees was the life for them.]

❝ I REFUSE TO HAVE THE GUBMINT KNOWING WHERE I LIVE. The tax-man isn't gonna get a single CENT outta me! ❞ [Mostly because they were penniless, and PROUD of it.]

#feralreason #feralreason; 001 #🥚 || ʷᵉᵉ ᵍᵒᵇˡᶤᶰ ᶜʳᵉᵉᶜʰᵘʳˑ (phonegingi.) || 🥚 #🥚 |v| ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵈᵉᵗᵉʳᵐᶤᶰᵉᵈˑ (000.) |v| 🥚 #{ sorry dave they're just so FERAL } #🎬 || ᵃʳᵉ ᵠᵘᵉᵘᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈʸˀ (queue.) || 🎬

[curseofbreadbear]

@feralreason​ ❤’d!

[Balloon Boy glared fiercely at his opponent. Last time, the purple man had bested him with a single kick -- this time, he would prevail. He would make sure of it. Armed with only a sign and a balloon, the kid-sized animatronic charged ( waddled ) at the towering man, delivering a well-placed blow to his kneecaps.]

❝ Ha ha ha! ❞

#feralreason #feralreason; 012 #🎈 |v| ᵇᵃˡˡᵒᵒᶰˢᵎ (001.) |v| 🎈 #{ AS A TREAT <3 } #{ also yes i DID run to piemations' 5am at freddy's video JUST to get this icon } #{ it fits too well ok } #🎈 || what i'd give to be a real boy! (balloon boy.) || 🎈