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clanwarrior-tumbly · 7 months
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Honestly I just want to have some more Zardy's Maze stuff, maybe Poly? I just wanna cuddle and kiss the scarecrows, so fluffcanons please!
You ask for scarecrow fluff and I'm here to deliver 🦅🦅
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Zardy and Pumpkin Jack were never really ones for sharing.
Hell, to this day they still have disputes over who gets what side of the corn maze.
But after you came along, respecting the crops and getting to personally know all the creatures who inhabited this place...they found themselves drawn to you.
You were never afraid of them.
In fact, you were willing to stay in the nearby house just so you could see them both more often (finding the key was...a pain, but well worth it).
After a few months, they're both completely smitten over you.
Jack tried beating Zardy to the punch in confessing to you.....but midjump he was blindsided by a flying Cablecrow and had to untangle himself from its wires.
By the time that was done, Zardy was already with you.
Long story short...you ended up falling for them both as you simply couldn't choose, and they surprisingly agree with this.
Being creatures stuffed with hay and straw makes them excellent pillows whenever you're cuddling/hugging them.
And they talk about their past, or the latest stupid thing some trespasser or Brute/Rattler/Cablecrow did, or what they wanted to do for Halloween.
However, something maaay have to be done about Pumpkin Jack's claws if you're gonna cuddle with him alone.
He insists they're for your protection (or if he needs to answer the call of a crawler who was attacked).
Zardy just shakes his head and urges him to move aside so there's room for him, too.
Of course, repairing them becomes a skill you learned rather quickly during your time in the maze.
But after fixing them up, you always leave kisses on the newest patch you've added to their bodies.
Jack just grins and giggles, kicking his feet and everything.
Meanwhile Zardy hides behind his hat, wishing he could go invisible.
Don't get him wrong, though, he loves your affections just the same.
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biribaa · 3 months
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I really love the idea of cablecrow holding onto their s/o while they just, watch the stars. A slow night without any intruders, just enjoying the night ambience
Cablecrow my beloved i love cablecrow requests its even better with prompts
TW/CW: none ig
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The maze's cornfield moved in rhythm with the wind, which created a silent commotion, that didn't add any discomfort at all. In fact, it was comforting to the environment. The cold almost covered the smell of corn and grass, and at this moment, the only light present to be seen would be from the Moon.
Your arms, in an attempt at affection and seeking more warmth, carefully tighten themselves tighter around the neck of the scarecrow that was holding you oh-so delicately. In return, the spring of Cablecrow's arm, which wrapped around your stomach to your hip, tightened around your form.
Your relaxed eyes observed the bright spots in the dark sky, occasionally a small cloud passed by at one time or another, but there was always another star to admire in another corner of the sky. It's almost as if stars were made just for moments like this.
You let out a sigh, not from tiredness, closer to a sigh of relief, happiness perhaps. You almost can't believe that you were so relaxed in a place far from the ground, and even more so in the maze that always terrified you... You also forgot that you were hugging the scarecrow that tried to kill you once. Well, I guess love wins.
Despite the cold temperature, and your nose already blushing from it, a smile tugs at the corner of your lips. Your pupils move to the corner of your eye just for a moment, just for you to notice a familiar face staring back at you.
"What?" You asked in curiosity.
Cablecrow, on the other hand, laughed. "Nothin', just enjoying a better view."
You scoff, not sure if you were blushing from the cold, embarassment, or just the unexpected cliche flirt. "Ugh... Yeah, sure." You snuggled against Cablecrow, and the scarecrow accepted the gesture. If he could, he would be holding you with both arms, if the other one wasn't busy holding on to the pole.
On the way to this specific pole, you ended up forgetting the current time, but for the sun to completely disappear from view, you could already assume that it was late, and that was already making an effect on you. The warmth of the moment led you to release a yawn, which caught Cablecrow's attention almost immediately.
"Already?" He questioned, looking towards you almost disappointed.
"What do you mean "Already"? We've been here for a long time for now..." Your voice was almost muffled.
Cablecrow, somehow, sighed, but this wasn't the time to question your partner's insides. Deep down, he wanted this to last longer, but he knows the responsibilities of having a being like you as a romantic partner. Cablecrow has already prepared to withdraw and go from post to post to your home.
"Sure thing then."
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hotpinkboots · 5 months
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I ADDED A FEW NEW MORE THINGS TO THE LIST OF WHAT I'LL WRITE WITH 🤭
You may now request with:
Ocean's 8
Les Miserables (2012)
My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
Zardy's Maze
The Addams Family (1991) + The Addams Family Values (1993)
Maleficent
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liminalcosmicspaces · 2 years
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ooooo hi! If requests are open may I request some Zardy x reader general headcannons? Thanks!
yep, they are! and of course! i’m super happy my first request is for Zardy omg /gen ~Zardy x Reader General Headcannons!~
 I believe it would take a while to get into any sort of romantic relationship with Zardy. It would be built upon trust, and of course, would have to be able to tolerate you enough to even be to this point, which isn’t always as easy as it seems.
be assured, though, if you do get into a relationship with him, he absolutely loves you to smithereens! but, not always does he really know how to show it, but he tries.
speaking of ; most things, at least at first, you would have to initiate or lead. he’s a bit clueless, honestly - but it’s expected, as he probably never had anyone else to talk much to other than the sometimes annoying group he sees as siblings, at most in a few years. some things he will initiate himself though, and he’s also a fast learner.
he’s often out walking around the corn maze to make sure no intruders come in, so sometimes you two don’t have enough alone time. but, you’re never lonely - if its not one of the others, a few pumpkin crawlers are often with you when Zardy isn’t! whether he told them to, at least in the beginning, is up for debate.
most often he wouldn’t let you accompany him while guarding his maze, though, he wouldn’t want you hurt if anything did get in.
speaking of, he is also quite protective, but not too much, at least later in the relationship it isn’t too bad. he trusts you with his ‘siblings’, but doesn’t want you to be hurt, so he’ll often watch you when you’re wandering the corn maze without him. well, he’s there, but i mean when you aren’t walking with him. he’ll stop if you ask, but he’ll always be worried.
Zardy probably never leaves the maze at all. I don’t think he even can leave, but if you figure out how to get him out - take him out somewhere! he won’t know most of the places you two are going, and probably not too excited about it at first, but he’ll have fun. just make sure it isn’t anywhere with people who would be questioning his appearance or asking cosplay-related questions. it’ll irritate him, and god forbid someone causes a scene.
Pumpkin Jack likes to annoy the hell out of you, but in the goofy little brother sort of way.. or he’s just a menace. however you want to perceive him. but, he’ll probably both tease you and Zardy about you two’s relationship, but also insist on third wheeling most things you two do.
the others are pretty nice though! it’s much like a family,between them all, and they’ve seemed to welcome you. after all, if you’ve been there long enough for Zardy to warm up to you so much - the rest probably have as well.
I hope that’s good and i did Zardy justice on this one! ^^
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syrups-fanfic-cafe · 2 years
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Hey there! Could I have some Yandere!Zardy X Male!Reader? Thanks!
oooooh, sure! I decided to go for a shortfic for this one, I really liked writing it! I hope you like it! - Mod Syrup
That Creepy Scarecrow (A Yandere!Zardy x Male!Reader shortfic)
"So, you're telling me that all I have to do is tend to the field and I'll be paid how much?"
You wanted to question why the owner of this farm didn't want to take care of the cornfield himself, but with how much he was paying you, you didn't want to turn it down, so you just kept your mouth shut and got to work, the only thing that threw you off was the rule that the owner gave you, about getting out of the maze before it gets too dark, and how much the urged you to not stay out there too late, but hey, they probably just didn't want you getting lost. Regardless, you needed the money, and you've done harder work than this before, what could go wrong.
At least that's what you thought until you saw that creepy ass scarecrow. Of course, scarecrows were supposed to be creepy, but you couldn't help but feel a shiver run down your spine when you looked at it. The scarecrow appeared to be dressed in all black, with brown gloves and a burlap sack for a head, topped off with a black witch hat, two yellow eyes neatly painted on, and even though you knew for a fact that it wasn't alive, you felt as if it was somehow looking back at you, staring you right in the eyes.
But You couldn't let that get in the way of your work, you didn't have much anyway, you just needed to take care of any weeds, harvest any corn that was ready to be harvested, and spray any pesticide around places that look like may have an infestation. Ok, maybe that would be a lot more work than it sounds like, but you had a small garden at home, so you were somewhat used to this kind of work.
As you continued to work all day, you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched, like a pair of unearthly eyes were locked on you, tracking your every move, and it didn't help that whenever you looked back at the scarecrow, it was somehow always turned to look directly at you. Every time you saw its eyes on you, it made your stomach churn, it even looked like it was getting closer, but, no it couldn't be, right? It must just be your mind playing tricks on you.
It had finally reached sunset when you had finished working, wiping sweat off your brow as you let out a sigh, turning to find your way out of the maze. It was surprisingly easy to find your way through the maze in the dark, so that only confused you as to why the owner was so urgent about you getting out before that. That is, until you heard footsteps and something being dragged close behind you. You quickly turned around to look, but the noise suddenly stopped right as you turned in its direction, leaving nothing but silence in the air.
You shook your head and continued your way out of the maze, this little routine would happen on repeat, you'd hear weird noises behind you, but once you checked, it would stop, and you'd continue your way out of the maze. It came to the point of which you stopped checking behind you and just started walking faster, trying to get out of the maze and convince yourself you were just hearing things.
That changed as you left the maze though. As you finally stepped out of the maze, you felt something swing past your head, missing it by near centimeters. You fell to the ground in shock and turned to look at your attacker, being met with the same goddamn scarecrow that had been watching you the entire time. In its hand, it held a metal hoe that was dug into the ground slightly, and it seemed to sway slightly as it stared at you, eyes locked with yours. You expected it to try and strict you down again, or at least wander back into the maze and go back to begin a normal scarecrow, but no it just stood there, it the exit of the maze, staring down at you, not even blinking, granted it didn't really need to blink, did it?
Eventually, you stood up and backed away from it, not removing your eyes from it for a moment as you moved back towards the owners house, You thought maybe it could be one of those "Can't move when being looked at" Things? It seemed to be working right now. You turned back around once you felt you were at a safe distance and rushed back to meet the owner, much to their relief.
You were happy to take the money and never go back, relieved that you'd never have to see the scarecrow again, you could barely sleep that night, you felt like it wasn't real, it couldn't have been real, right? This must be some weirdly vivid dream, or maybe you had been working so much that day that the heat was starting to get to you.
That is until you woke the next morning and peaked out your window at your backyard, your heart sinking. Your face was nearly pressed against the glass of the window, trying to convince yourself you weren't actually seeing what you were seeing.
It was the god damn scarecrow, but now propped up above your own garden, and even though its head was slumped down and the brim of its hat was just barely covering its eyes, you knew for a fact that it was looking right at you, just like how you were looking at it.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year
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For the Zardy’s Maze stuff, the reader is a farmer who lives on the property and is chopping wood when the axe slips out of their hands and flies into the maze, right onto an unfortunate Pumpkin Crawler that is just in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
Pumpkin Jack is furious, and the only one who saw was Rattler.
- Mirror Anon
"Fuck-”
You were far too late to grab the axe as it slipped from your hands, flying through the air like a frisbee. All you could do was watch it soar over the fence and right into the maze.
It didn’t land on the ground or within the cornfield..
But right on top of a Crawler.
You got that confirmation as the shrill shriek pierced the chilly air; and in panic you opened the gate and ran to help the poor creature. But sadly it had already withered away, its vines shriveled up.
They die so quickly.
‘Goddamn it, talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time. How am I gonna explain this to-?’
Suddenly a certain scarecrow’s boots thumped behind you, and you turned to see an infuriated Pumpkin Jack. His carved smile was now a frown as he noticed the rotted pumpkin remains, the light in his eyes dimming.
“I can believe it..” He scowled at you, pointing with accusation. “You broke our pact!!”
“It was an accident, Jack. I swear.” You tried to explain, keeping calm so he didn’t get even angrier. Panicking would only make things worse--you lived here on the property long enough to know that. “The axe just slipped out of my hands, that’s all-”
“Oh, and it “so-happened” to land on my precious Crawler?” He sneered. “How am I supposed to believe that?! For all I know, ya could’ve done it on purpose! Now quit lyin’...and maybe I’ll give ya a running head start.”
Sharpening his metal claws, he stalked closer to you. But you didn’t budge, knowing he wanted you to be afraid of him; you refused to give him that satisfaction, though you couldn’t let him kill you over a mistake.
“I wouldn’t break my pact with Zardy. How else can I convince you it was an accident?”
“..there ain’t. And now you just lost your chance to run.”
Jack raised an arm to swipe at you, but before he could even bring it anywhere near your face, a metal arm grabbed ahold of him. It yanked him backwards, sending him tumbling to the ground.
“Ouch! Damn it! I almost lost my head again!!” With a growl, he glared at whoever interrupted him, only to find a Rattler standing there. “Oh, whatdya want? I was just in the midst of-!”
However, they seemed annoyed with him and retracted their arm, making a few gestures while pointing at you. While you didn’t exactly understand what they were saying between all their clicking and rattling, you realized that they were a witness to the accident.
You were stunned a Rattler would even come to your defense--though you were grateful nevertheless. They basically saved your life.
“..are ya sure that’s what--? Okay, okay. Fine. I’ll take yer word for it. Only ‘cuz I trust you over a human. I won’t kill ‘em.” Jack shooed them away, sighing as he picked himself off the ground and brushed the dirt from his hat.
You stood there, slightly annoyed. “Now you believe me? I’m not after your Crawlers, Jack. I really am sorry. That won’t happen again, I promise.”
“Yer lucky we had a witness.” He huffed as he looked back at you, and then to the axe. “Just watch where you swing that thing next time. Go chop trees that are, y’know..away from the maze? We only got hundreds of ‘em around.”
“Noted.” You picked up the tool and smiled at him. “I’ll be on my way. Thanks for sparing my life, friend.”
“..just get goin’.”
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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There is like,,5 crumbs of Zardy’s Maze content :((
Could I request some headcannons with a gn!Reader x Zardy, but it’s more centered around the trope thing of “two characters realize they’re in love and they know it but don’t know how to admit it” until at last they finally admit their feelings and it’s just fluffy all around?
It’s me I’m the 5 crumbs /j
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Everyone knew how much Zardy despised humans. To him they’re nothing but trouble--only visiting the maze to goof around and destroy the crops/weeds.
But while he’s stalking a couple of teenagers one night, he sees a third human as well: You.
It doesn’t seem like your friends with them, as you reach them first only to ask them to leave the maze, warning them of the scarecrows that roam around here.
As it turns out, you were the person living in the old house just outside the maze. Usually you stayed indoors, so he forgot you were even there.
At first the teens are barely shaken by your “ghost story”, but when Zardy scraped his tool across the dirt, that spooked them into finally leaving.
You see him before he disappears, approaching him and thanking him personally.
He’s surprised by your bravery...so he spares you that night.
Soon enough you two interact more and get to know each other better. Since you respected the maze, Zardy told the others not to harm you. And thus, there was a truce:
You convinced other humans not to trespass, and he lets you live in peace and harvest food. Seems simple enough.
He didn’t think his relationship with you would be anything more than a mere alliance.
But it turned out to be a lot more than that...and at first he denied ever caring about you.
He was supposed to be a heartless monster who hated humans! And yet..you, a human, hacked your way into his straw heart.
You grew to love him, too, though you didn’t think he would understand what “love” was (considering he’s been in this maze all his life). So you both kept those feelings hidden.
It was painfully obvious to the others, especially Pumpkin Jack.
In fact, he tried to orchestrate a moment for his fellow scarecrow to confess (by having you trip over a Crawler vine so he could catch you).
It failed, but it didn’t stop Zardy from helping you up and brushing the dirt off your clothes.
The close proximity (along with the vines not letting you two go anywhere) finally got you both to admit your true feelings. All under the moonlight.
As cheesy as it was..it worked!
From there on, Zardy’s walls slowly came down and he learned how to love like humans did. He’d come by your house more often, usually with crops or gifts--usually keepsakes left behind or stolen from trespassers.
Around Halloween, you’d both partake in the usual traditions of pumpkin carving, which also includes the ritual of turning the jack o’lanterns into Crawlers.
Instead of patrols, he learned he could just take casual walks with you throughout the maze. Both day and night.
If you remain on the farm and inevitably grow old, everyone will get together to make a scarecrow that you could transfer your soul into.
That way, when the time comes you’ll never have to leave Zardy <3
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hotpinkboots · 1 year
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KEEP PUTTING REQUESTS IN DARLINGS, REMEMBER YOU CAN REQUEST AS MANY AS YOU WANT! I accepted about 15 requests and deleted the others, so keep filling up the inbox :D
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biribaa · 1 year
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My name is Biriba, or just Writer Computer, it/it's :P. And as you can see I am a computer that writes x reader fanfics for specific fandoms. I'm a minor and brazilian.
Pronouns page(PT/BR)
Pronouns page(ENG)
This is my masterlist
Non fanfiction related blog > @localcomputer-quotes
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I can write fluff, yandere, angst and platonic or family related oneshots. I promise to put trigger warnings for the angst and yandere ones
Here's the list of the fandoms I can write for:
Stray
Faith
Don't Hug Me I'm Scared
Inscryption
The Stanley Parable
Electric Dreams
Tau
Brawl Stars
Doors
Madness Combat
No Straight Roads
Will You Snail?
I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream
Splatoon(Tartar only)
The Mitchells vs The Machines
Pinocchio Guillermo Del Toro(No pinocchio pls)
SCP Foundation
2001: Space Odyssey
Ordem Paranormal(Gosto mais de escrever sobre os monstros/qualquer personagem não humano)
Mandela Catalogue(No Gabriel request pls)
Skullgirls
The Little Brave Toaster
Awful Hospital Seriously The Worst Ever
Tower Heroes
Billie Bust Up
The Amazing Digital Circus
Playtime with Percy
Regretevator
Zardy's Maze
I get more excited for AI/robot requests :)
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Smut, of course, I'm a minor and even if I wasn't I'm not at all good with human anatomy. Any incest or pedo or any disgusting things, you got it. Age up child characters(age up a child still means you're attracted by the child).
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Boyfriends webtoon fans, toxic DSMP fans, proshippers, Genshin Impact fans, anti-objectum people.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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(Zardy's maze request) Friendly Artist!Reader who was drawing/sketching many different things in the maze they thought was cool, cute, or interesting but had lost track of time and where they went and is now lost trying to find a way out? (This is for any character or characters you want! I've been interested in zardy's maze for a while after some of your old posts lol)
It’s fair to say that nature was your biggest muse as an artist.
Especially when your sketchbook was filled with pages of pumpkins, jack o’lanterns, wheat, corn, clouds, and scarecrows. Some showed the scenery surrounding you, while others were just random sketches of whatever you found interesting in Zardy’s Maze.
There was no better way to pass the time and give yourself a break from exploring.
However, you may have let too much time pass..as it was suddenly very dark and you realized you might be lost.
No.
You were definitely lost. Some kind of dust cloud breezed down the path, as if it were following you, and once it cleared you were in a totally different section of the maze that you didn’t recognize.
This was bad.
Only your phone’s flashlight could help you see in the darkness, and you kept it and your sketchbook close to your chest as you walked. In the distance you could see strange wooden figures ziplining between poles, seemingly on patrol for something.
Or someone...hopefully not you.
As if that wasn’t already adding to your anxiety, you swore you heard some kind of metal dragging through the soil. ‘It’s only my nerves..’ You tried convincing yourself. ‘It’s not like this place is haunted or anything...’
This maze gained quite the reputation in your town--tales of “living scarecrows” that inhabited it being passed down from generation to generation. You’re certain those were just scary ghost stories to tell children at night to dissuade them from causing trouble.
You weren’t causing any trouble, though, so..there should be nothing to worry about. Right?
You kept going until you heard some kind of maniacal laughter, freezing as a tall brown scarecrow with hand rakes jumped onto the path. He looked at you, a glowing yellow grin carved out of his face.
This guy didn’t look friendly at all.
He waved to you once, before laughing and charging at you with inhuman speed. You immediately backed into the cornfield, though you didn’t go too far as his footsteps ceased and you could see his face through the crops, staring at you.
Then he..moved on?
‘Huh..strange..can he not come in here?’ You wondered, relaxing with a small sigh.
Okay, maybe those rumors were true after all. 
But at least you knew you were safe in here..
Until you felt a hand grip your shoulder.
“Stay on the path, rulebreaker.”
You yelped and spun around to see another scarecrow. One with a mouth carved like a stitched grin and eyes that glowed orange. He swung some kind of metal tool at you, and you ducked, running back out onto the path.
Fortunately that rake-handed creep was nowhere to be found. But this scarecrow emerged from the corn, frowning at you and...holding your sketchbook?
You must’ve dropped it in your panic, and you stood there awkwardly as he stared at a page of scarecrows, tilting his head as he flipped through more of them. They were all covered in dirt now, but that was the least of your concerns. 
Wasn’t he just trying to kill you a second ago?
"My..” He spoke in a raspy voice. “These are..quite lovely. They capture the essence of my maze very well.”
“Th-Thanks?” You shakily responded, trying to be polite. “You’re Zardy, aren’t you?”
“That is my name. So..you’ve trespassed just to draw.” He assumed, looking up at you with a frown.
“I was here before sundown. I-I tried leaving but then some weird cloud blinded me and..I got lost..”
“Oh, that was a Drought. Fickle little things. I can’t ever predict where they’ll float to next.” Chuckling, Zardy closed the sketchbook and handed it back to you. “I’ll let you off easy since you didn’t know. You’re lucky. Usually folks like you would’a been fertilizer by now.”
You smiled nervously and held it close. “Yeah, I guess I am lucky.”
“Why were you hidin’ in the corn anyway? Surely it ain’t a place to draw.”
“...oh! Another scarecrow was chasing me. He had rakes for hands.”
“Ah, so you’ve met Jack.” He hummed, digging his gardening tool into the dirt and leaning against it. “He won’t touch the corn. He can’t see very well. But I lie in wait..killin’ idiots who think they can just take shortcuts through my precious crops whenever they please.”
“You’ve killed before?” You blinked.
“Only in “self-defense”, as you humans call it. It’s my property. I have a right to protect it, do I not?” 
“It’s absolutely your right. I can understand why this maze is sacred to you guys.”
Zardy nodded, his grin looking less menacing now as he sighed. “So, you’re lookin’ for a way out? Not here to destroy my weeds and crops?”
“No, sir. I just came here because it’s good drawing inspiration. That’s all.”
“Very well. Then I shall lead you to an exit before Jack gets too antsy. Just watch your head. Them Cablecrows might just take it off if you’re not careful.” He chuckled and pointed to the wooden creatures with his tool. “And while you’re at it watch your step down below. A pumpkin crawler might just come along for the ride.”
Lowering his tool, he tapped on a vine by your feet that you didn’t initially see, watching it retract back into the corn.
Nodding, you followed him closely, smiling as he told you about other creatures that roamed the maze, like a tour guide.
Aside from his attempt to murder you, he seems like a friendly fellow. 
Perhaps he could be your next muse, even.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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Hiya! Can you do some headcanons for Zardy's Maze's casts where their scarecrow!s/o (or perhaps their best friend) is super chill who just goes with the flow and even when their head is decapitated or got stabbed by a trespasser they're just like "um, chile anyways so–"
Zardy (s/o)
He'd get pretty mad tbh.
"See this is why we do what we do! Hooligans like that have no respect for us!" He rants as he tries finding a way to patch you up.
Tho you're just chill about the whole thing, not even bothered by the gash in your chest left by an axe.
You don’t believe in killing, thus making you an easy target for farmers hired to cut the weeds and trespassers.
But Zardy will hunt for them based on the description you give and hack them to pieces.
Pumpkin Jack (s/o)
“What’s wrong, Jackster? You look worried.”
“What’s wrong??? You’re leavin’ a trail of hay!!!”
“...I am? Oh I just gotta walk it off.”
You’re completely nonchalant about your half-missing arm, chopped off by someone when you tried shaking their hand (and accidentally scared them)
After getting it sewn, Jack’s gonna leap to the ends of the earth (or at least the maze) and find the jerk who did this to you.
He’ll assemble his army of PJs and Pumpkin Crawlers to make sure they never come back again.
Brute (best friend)
The moment he sees you get jabbed with a pocketknife by a kid near the weed he guards, he starts swinging.
But they get away so he looks at you, worried even though you’re so calm about the encounter.
“Oh look, I’ve been impaled.” You gesture to the knife stuck in your shoulder.
He can’t understand why you’d make jokes like that but he won’t judge.
All he’ll do is make sure that kid thinks twice before coming back to this clearing.
Rattler (best friend)
They express their worries through rattles and big gestures.
But you don’t even care that you’ve been decapitated. You got your head in your hand so it’s all good.
“Don’t lose your head like me, friend.” You pat their hat, head now tucked under your arm.
You reassure them the trespasser just panicked and didn’t mean any ill-will, but that doesn’t deter them from wanting to kill whoever hurt their friend.
Cablecrow (s/o)
He’s zipping around and finds your head (thankfully you can still talk).
You see him and ask “how’s the weather up there lmao”.
Bro is just confused.
He’ll keep your head wrapped around his cloak while you two search for your missing body together.
If you find the trespasser, Crow’s gonna snap their neck against the nearest pole so they know how it feels to lose their head.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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Can we get a zardy’s maze character or your choice with a reader that plays the ukulele? That is, if you don’t mind.
I choose Pumpkin Jack!
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While you’re sitting on the porch, this mischievous scarecrow is watching you from afar, and he notices a peculiar instrument in your hands.
It’s like a small guitar. Not too big or bulky. And when you’re playing it, it makes a rather..sweet sound.
He’s heard a banjo from one farmer, but this sounded nothing like a banjo at all.
Eventually you spot him staring at you from the other side of the fence, and you smile and strum one last note before going over to greet him.
“Hi, Jack. Need something?”
He tilts his head, pointing to your instrument. “What’s that? A mini banjo?”
“This is called a ukulele.” You show him. “It’s my favorite. The music is really mellow and relaxing. Whenever I play it and close my eyes, I feel like I’m on a tropical island.”
“What’s a tropical?”
“...oh, like uh..beaches and palms trees...y’know?”
“Never seen ‘em.” He pouts, though he looks at the ukulele again with curiosity. “Can I try?”
You eye him suspiciously, knowing his tricks. “You’re not gonna steal this, too, are you?”
Jack shakes his head silently, and you allow him to strum one of the strings, urging him to be careful.
But, of course, he’s not careful enough to avoid getting his rake fingers entangled in them.
He panics, you panic.
Though he just grins at you, giggling. “I guess it’s mine now.”
“You jerk..” You grumble, trying to tear it free, succeeding in severing his hand. He shrieks in betrayal but you just roll your eyes. “Calm down, you big baby. I’ll stitch it back on.”
You let him through the gate, and he stumbles onto your property, annoyed and huffy the whole way to your house.
But you do keep your promise. And you ukulele wasn’t broken, thank god.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 3 years
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(same anon) So since I finally found someone who writes for Zardy, I wanna request a quiet, yet bold reader with him (gender-neutral please). So basically friends at their high-school dared them to stay at the cornfield until morning comes since they're a brave one. So while wandering around in the corn, they run into Zardy and don't show any fear. How would he react to their emotion and why they're here? Also, call me "Warlock Anon"
“Has nothing ever actually scared you, [y/n]?”
“Eh, nope.” You shrugged nonchalantly, sitting with your group of friends during lunchtime. 
Everyone had just finished their food, so you were talking about anything that came to mind until it was time for class.
One subject that was brought up was your bravery, especially when it comes to scary things. Sure, you were quiet one, but you were also known to be fearless, even walking through the school’s haunted house without flinching.
But while Halloween had only recently passed, your friends believed you could be scared in another way.
“Say..” One of them finally spoke up, making you turn your attention to them. “You know about that one haunted cornfield, “Zardy’s Maze” as they call it? It’s waaaay out in the middle of nowhere.”
Their smirk had you suspicious, but curiosity won over. “I do..go on...” You nodded.
“I hear people have gone there to chop down those giant flowers...but something is stalking them, making sure they never succeed at their task.” They whispered in a creepy storytelling way. “Rumor has it that a scarecrow comes to life every night to protect its crops. A few other monsters roam about, but no one has faced this guy and lived to tell the tale. Some say it even uses its victims as fertilizer-”
Although your friends had mixed reactions over this ghost story, you were still intrigued by the scarecrow, who you assumed was “Zardy”. 
As soon as they were done talking about it, they proposed a dare to you:
You spend one night in the maze and see if the legends of Zardy’s reapings were true.
You decided to accept it right away, figuring that it would be thrilling--under the condition that they got you all the supplies you needed for the night. They were surprised that you accepted the dare so quickly.
But then again..
You were the bravest among them.
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“It’s just one night..” You kept telling yourself as you curled up in the sleeping bag, checking your watch as the minutes ticked by.
So far you’ve been here for only a few hours, not doing much of anything except looking out for the scarecrow and eating snacks. But you were more bored than afraid, if anything. 
Trying to sleep in a musty old barn wasn’t why you accepted the dare. You wanted to see this scarecrow in the flesh--or hay, rather.
You got up and grabbed your flashlight, along with a sickle to defend yourself and cut crops with. You remembered your friend saying that Zardy would disappear if light was shined on him.
Thank goodness you kept that important mental note.
Soon enough you began exploring the maze. Fortunately the cornstalks weren’t so tall that you couldn’t see where the barn was, so you didn’t have to worry about getting lost or making a trail back. You did hear something rustling around, as well as strange rattling noises, but you figured it was just a few critters.
There were a few pumpkins with carved faces on the trail. You weren’t sure if they were from some previous fall-fest, though you pressed on regardless.
“It’s dangerous to wander in the dark, you know.”
Hearing a hoarse whisper from behind, you immediately spun around, coming face-to-face with a tall scarecrow dressed in black, with brown gloves, a witch hat, and a jack o’lantern for a head. In his grasp was a garden hoe; oddly enough it had a microphone attached to the opposite end.
A soft yellow light glowed within his triangular sockets as he stared down at you, waiting for your next move. 
But despite seeing the legendary scarecrow right in front of you, ready to kill you at any time, you were simply awestruck. 
Even now you weren’t afraid in the slightest.
Zardy seemed to have read your expression, as he tilted his head. “Well..this is certainly a first. Usually trespassers scream or run...or rudely shine their light in my face...or try to chop down my precious flowers.” He gestured to a nearby giant plant. “You’re not here to do any of that, are you?”
“No.” Once you found your voice, you nodded politely, offering him a smile back. In hopes that he believed you, you turned off your flashlight. “I..came here on a dare. Just spending the night in the barn.”
“...I see.” He hummed, leaning on his weapon. “You kids and your little “dares”. You think you’re so brave, but you’re naïve to the horrors that lie within my maze.”
You could tell he was trying to intimidate you, but the way he worded that just made you laugh. "Pfffft, haha.”
“What’s so funny?”
“Did you mean to rhyme like that? I’m sorry but it just made me laugh.” You chuckled. “It’s..fascinating to meet you, Zardy.”
Fascinating.
That certainly wasn’t the word any normally frightened human would use to describe him.
But because Zardy didn’t see any point in killing someone who wasn’t frightened at all..he accepted your compliment. And as thanks, he decided to guide you through the maze, helping you avoid monsters such as “Rattlers” that lurked in the cornfields.
You two had lost track of time, only realizing it was dawn as the sun began to rise over the horizon. Unfortunately Zardy knew that he wouldn’t be able to stay with you much longer--he was invisible to all during the daytime.
Yet somehow..he had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time he met you.
Before you returned to the barn, he gave you a jack o’lantern with a lit candle inside as a “reward” for your bravery. But when you looked back up to thank him, he vanished right before your eyes.
Sometime after that your friends picked you up on the side of the road, baffled that you didn’t even look the least bit traumatized. 
When they asked how you survived the night, you just smiled and answered:
“A friendly scarecrow helped me.”
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 3 years
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You post/reblog stuff a lot, I didn’t see the notification for my last ask. Anyway, could I request another thing? A continuation to my first ever request to you? So the reader returns to Zardy's Maze days later and while she's looking for him, she runs into Pumpkin Jack instead. But jokes on him, cuz reader has Unbreakable! So she gets up when he leaves and tries to find Zardy again. How'd he react to see reader in the injured state? —Warlock Anon
Y e s. Also my reader in the last one was general-neutral so imma leave it that way
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When you reentered the corn maze, the air felt a lot chiller than usual. But you were certain it was only the wind. 
There was nothing to be scared of. Zardy reassured you that the creatures who roamed here won’t bring you any harm. Even so, you felt the eyes of the cablecrows watching you close as they zipped from one wooden post to another.
You just shook your head and turned your attention back to the path in front of you. Tonight you were hoping to find Zardy again, though you didn’t find him at the barn nor house outside the maze.
So your only option was to venture further in.
As you cranked the flashlight to charge it, you suddenly felt something wrap around your ankle, and you looked down to see a small pumpkin-like creature--“Pumpkin Crawlers” as Zardy called them.
“Awh hey,” you chuckled. "You wanna come along for the ride?"
The adorable creature didn't respond, but you assumed it didn't mind. And so you tried to keep going...
Only to realize you had to practically drag your leg just to turn the corner. Now you had a problem.
“Hey..I can’t really move with you attached to my leg.” Kneeling down,  you gently tried to unravel the vine that was now constricting your leg. "I'm sorry but-"
However the moment you touched it, the pumpkin crawler suddenly let out an shriek, its main body rapidly decaying before it split apart--right before your very eyes.
“What the hell?” You muttered, although you tensed as you heard distant laughter--
Then all of the sudden, a figure leaped over the cornstalks and landed right in front of you. All you saw was the hat, so you assumed it was Zardy and got up, pushing the dead vine aside.
"Hey, Zardy. When did you learn to jump so-?"
"Zardy? ZARDY??? AHAHAHA!!! Oh boy, ain't that the first time someone confused me for him!" The scarecrow cackled as he raised his head up.
Only now were you able to see that this definitely wasn't the Zardy you knew: He was taller and had dustier clothes, and instead of gloves he had garden cultivators for hands. With a wide grin he scraped them together, making a noise that was most discomforting to you, but you remained calm.
"He never told me about another scarecrow roaming about." You remarked. "You got a name?"
"Huh? Seriously? He never even mentioned me by name?? Aghh..well since yer sooooo polite...the name's Pumpkin Jack. An' that may be the last name ya ever hear." He snickered, before his glowing eyes and mouth formed a scowl. "It's a darn shame he never warned ya about me...or why ya shouldn't have killed one of my precious crawlers."
"..wait I.." You looked back at the rotting pieces of the creature behind you, eyes wide. "I didn't-"
"Now don't be fibbin' now." Without warning, Pumpkin Jack snagged your shirt with his claws, yanking you towards him. "You farmers think you can just chop whateva you feel like an' run for the corn...well not this time!! I'll show ya how it feels to be hacked to pieces!!"
"I didn't come here to chop anything."
"....hm?"
"I don't have an axe with me. I didn't killed that crawler on purpose. I was just trying to remove its vine from my leg and it just...withered away as I touched it." You weren't blind to the danger you were in; you just wanted to explain yourself in hopes he'd grant you mercy.
Begging for it just won't cut it.
He stared at you, tilting his head with increasing suspicion. "Are ya sure ya didn't kill 'im? For all I know ya could'a just thrown the axe into the field when ya heard-"
"Do you think I'd be stupid enough to do that?"
"............"
".........."
The silence between you two was almost deafening. Though he finally decided to believe your words, letting go of you rather forcefully as you tumbled to the ground. You winced as the claws scraped your cheek and left a small tear in your shirt.
"My bad..just wanted to teach ya a lesson." Pumpkin Jack grinned once more. "Don't expect me to forgive ya next time. Gettin' all buddy-buddy with Zardy ain't gonna save you from me."
And with that, he ran off, cackling manically as he jumped to another section of the maze.
Once you got up and dusted yourself off, you heard the familiar scraping of a hoe against dirt, turning around to see Zardy there. "Zardy? Hi!"
"[Y/n]..?" As he recognized you, he gasped and ran over. "What are you doing here all alone?!"
"I just..wanted to see you but I couldn't find you at the barn." You smiled, keeping your hand over the cut so he didn't worry. It was small, thank goodness.
But he didn't buy it, as he immediately moved your hand, horrified upon seeing the blood. Then he noticed the tear in your shirt. "...Jack..he did this, didn't he? That damned old-"
"You never mentioned him to me. Is..there a reason?"
For a moment he was quiet as he took his hand away, before sighing. "I didn't want scare ya into never come back. But now..I wish I warned ya."
You frowned slightly, noticing how guilty he looked. "Hey, it's alright. He didn't shake me, and I think that's what saved my life."
Zardy gazed up at you with surprise, but you could see the light returning to his face as he smiled. "Yer a lucky one..he likes victims who scream their heads off."
"Guess I guess I didn't fit the criteria. By the way, how did you even know I was here?"
"His damn laughter ain't hard to track, and the cornstalkers whispered 'bout seeing ya around."
"Cornstalkers?"
"What you modern folk would call a "surveillance system" But they do nothin' but stare." He gestured to a nearby patch of corn. When you looked over, you could see bright blue eyes shimmering in the shadows of the crops. "They say corn has ears for listenin', but corn here has eyes for lookin', too."
"I assume they got a mouth for talking, too?"
"Yep." He chuckled, before he noticed an approaching drought. 'C'mon, we gotta hustle. We'll talk some more once we're outta here. And oh..watch out for them crawlers."
"Will do, Zardy."
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 3 years
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May I please request a fic or a h.c. with Zardy (and any other characters within Zardy’s Maze, if you are alright with it) where the reader (gender neutral) is found injured and the character(s) takes care of them? Maybe one with a little but of angst, but then a bit of fluff for a perfect mix. The injury could be from a Pumpkin Jack’s claws or something else if you want. By the way, I love your blogs! Thanks and I hope you have a good day!
Aw thanks! Have a good day, too!
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Zardy
Being a human who respects the maze, you're very lucky he decided to take your side.
Unfortunately Pumpkin Jack didn't get the memo and attacked you while you were talking to the shorter scarecrow.
He got chased off, but Zardy saw how badly PJ's claws injured you.
So he takes you to the old house to patch you up, annoyed but not surprised at what happened.
Pumpkin Jack
Normally he'd drag you out of the corn and kill you without a second thought.
But then again..you're fun to chase around and it'd be a shame if you were gone. You were actually smart in outrunning him, and he liked that.
So when he saw you get injured after tripping over a Crawler, he decides to help you out.
Fumbles with the plants when trying to make a bandage/bandaid for you, but he does his best and you awkwardly assist him.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 3 years
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how about a fic where zardy got accidentally careless to him get injuried and getting some holes in his body and few parts of his clothing; so his female s/o needs to sew and patch him up...
“So..tell me how this happened again.”
“Jack..called my singin’ stupid..”
“That’s what led to this?” You mused as you patched up the punctures in Zardy’s body, sewing them shut. “Love, you would’ve been gutted had I not been there to stop it.”
“Yeah well..I knocked ‘im upside the head with my mic. So I’m satisfied.” He chuckled.
Shaking your head, you just continued your patchwork, making sure there were no loose threads that would come undone easily.
It was good you left a sewing kit at the barn, plus Zardy’s black attire could use a little bit of color. He didn’t seem to mind.
You fixed up his gloves once you were done with his torso, seeing how Pumpkin Jack tried to nick at them with his cultivators. 
What little of the fight you witnessed seemed quite vicious...but then again the two scarecrows always got into some conflict. Be it an argument over which section of the maze belonged to who, or where the cablecrows could station their posts. Though nothing was ever this bad.
Once you were finally done patching Zardy’s clothing, he sighed and stood up, checking his limbs to make sure he could still use them. Then he looked at you and smiled apologetically, pressing his mouth to the top of your head to mimic a kiss.
“I am truly sorry, pumpkin pie..I promise I’ll try not to let ‘im get under my hay. I appreciate ya doing this for me.”
You just smiled back at him, kissing his cheek. “It’s the least I can do.”
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