--RELUCTANT FOLLOWER.

multi-fandom, multi-verse, multi-muse, multi-ship written by grim

[grimsmuses]

;; CALLING ALLLLL FNAF RP BLOGS!!! hi howdy been a while!!! my muse is SUPER high (specifically for william, vanessa and henry) and i’d love to start some threads! all my details are on my blog under the muses page, please lmk if any of my old partners are still kickin’ or if any new ones wanna say hi! thanks sm! :))

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// i think i wanna make an oc for the first time in … a really really long time and have them have their own blog and stuff. honestly, would anyone here follow / interact if i did? i don’t wanna waste time on it if i have no writing partners / interactions yk

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// just feeling discouraged lately i guess. i have a lot of muse and i wanna write so many things but i feel like nobody either remembers me or cares or likes my writing anymore

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// i think i wanna make an oc for the first time in ... a really really long time and have them have their own blog and stuff. honestly, would anyone here follow / interact if i did? i don’t wanna waste time on it if i have no writing partners / interactions yk

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// man i was gonna make a single muse blog for jack kennedy but there is like literally zero dsaf rp blogs in existence help

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// oh hey also! i have a personal blog ( just for fanfic and dumping headcanons and thoughts ) but i don’t wanna say it publicly; lmk in dms if you want it and i’ll most likely send you the @ ! <3

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// oh my god who was gonna tell me that my muses page was linked to the old version and not the one i’ve been updating consistently…….. wym it wasn’t publicly updated since christmas 2021……………………

// uh. anyway. please check the new ( actually edited and accurate ) muse list . Thanks

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// the link should be fixed everywhere now. please be sure to check it out. i’m so embarrassed i really don’t know what happened lol 

link for mobile: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1kDqdyNuiV4R9TNdT1clGJXv58oz3oCMeJ3edb9XoISo/edit?usp=sharing

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// oh my god who was gonna tell me that my muses page was linked to the old version and not the one i’ve been updating consistently........ wym it wasn’t publicly updated since christmas 2021........................

// uh. anyway. please check the new ( actually edited and accurate ) muse list . Thanks

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// god help me i just finished dsaf3 for the first time and i’m actually an emotional wreck. 

… *updates my muse page*

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// begging y’all . Please

[rpmemes-galore]

send me   “ we need to talk “    for my muse to return home and find yours sitting in the dark, looking upset.     alternatively, send   “ what’s wrong…? ”   for your muse to find mine

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// god help me i just finished dsaf3 for the first time and i’m actually an emotional wreck. 

... *updates my muse page*

[curseofbreadbear]

grimsmuses​:

william forced another smile at henry’s enthusiasm. it always was impressive to him that henry spoke so highly of his kids; so fondly. henry was a much better dad than he was, that was clear to anyone … except william.

william wouldn’t say he’s a good dad by societal standards. he doesn’t even consider himself a good dad and never prided himself on it. but the one thing that irks him about henry’s parenting – and his wife’s parenting style, for that matter ( but it was entirely out of the question that he was wrong ) – was how he allowed them to do whatever they wanted. if neither of them cared about or wanted to take up robotics in their lives, henry seemed like the type to be fine with that. did he not care about preserving a legacy?

everything william did was to ensure he wouldn’t fade away after he died and be forgotten. if he could live forever, that would be even better, but that isn’t possible, so he’ll have to ensure that his children live on for him. that’s the only reason he had them to begin with – physical reminders that he had once walked this earth. they have similarities to his face, some of his mannerisms, and if nothing else, he’d be unforgettable to them.

he hoped they would go on to tell his story.

… even if it wasn’t a good story.

henry being excited was undeniably … cute. he would never say it aloud, and the observation was a muted one in the back of his mind and not something that rushed to the forefront and rendered him useless or, god forbid, blushing or something – more of a subtle notice. henry was cute. he was cute as he was weak. at least, to william.

ah.

so henry was worried about him.

it was true that william hadn’t been masking as much as he usually would; his wife tossing divorce papers in his face and taking the kids for at least half the time took a bit of an unexpected toll on him … but not explicitly for the reasons one would assume. it left him with less time to ensure his legacy and to leave a lasting impression on them – not to mention how he’ll have to fight to the death in court to even get half custody. 

maybe if he’s convincing enough he can get more. but it’s all he’s been able to think about as of late. not to mention the recent pressing matter of … henry. 

he wants his attention. he wants him to only focus on him. he wants to do everything and be everything for henry. he wants henry’s entire world to revolve around him. he’ll do whatever it takes.

the man is highly empathetic. maybe if he displays intense faux emotion, henry will console him. stick closer to him. fawn over him. 

william’s eyes flicked down to the table, and the show was on. it was impressive how accurate and believable he could be, presenting false emotions. within seconds, he had willed himself to the verge of tears, but acted as if it were shameful for them to fall. he tries to hide his face subtly, but made sure his voice quivered with hardly held back emotion. 

“it’s been … incredibly difficult,” he lies through his teeth. “with … the divorce. i fear – i fear i won’t be able to see the kids as much, and worse than that, i have lost someone who … vowed to love me forever.”

it’s beliveable; divorces are hard for most people, especially when they’re messy, and when kids are involved. 

“i don’t quite know … what to do now, or how to move forward. i feel as though maybe everyone who ever said they cared for me were lying.” william turned his teary-eyed gaze to henry, then. “henry, you would never lie, would you?”

as if in perfect timing, a single tear fell down his cheek. hell yes; he couldn’t be prouder. someone give him his oscar. 

[Henry’s awareness of William’s divorce was only surface-level; he figured that William would open up whenever he felt able, since William wasn’t nearly as…emotional as Henry was. When Henry lost his wife, it took an enormous toll on him, one that William got to see firsthand – one that William supported him through. Admittedly, part of the reason Henry was so devoted to his partner was because of that. If he hadn’t had William back then…]

[…Well, he’d still be a mess. He didn’t handle loss well.]

[On the other hand, William seemed to bottle his deeper emotions; he rarely opened up to Henry, as much as he encouraged it. If the man was on the verge of a breakdown, Henry wouldn’t have a clue, and that thought almost…scared him.]

[As though reading Henry’s mind, William’s gaze flicked down to the table with precise timing – was he…crying? Henry blinked in dismay, overwhelmed by the sudden show of emotion – it was rare enough for William to open up, but now he was on the verge of tears, too? How long had he been holding this back?]

[Okay, he couldn’t afford to get caught up in his surprise – he had to be there for William! Wasn’t this the sort of opportunity he’d wanted mere seconds ago?]

[Henry approached William’s side, putting a reassuring hand on his partner’s shoulder to hopefully console him through his tears. He listened closely as William finally opened up about his struggles with the divorce, his voice trembling; this must’ve been taking a greater toll on him than Henry realized. He’d done an astounding job at pretending not to be fazed. It’d be impressive, if Henry wasn’t so worried about his mental state.]

[William feared losing his children, and losing somebody who’d sworn to love him forever; both of which were trials that Henry understood entirely. If he’d been in the same boat, he would be miserable. Losing his children was one of his deepest fears, and William had been around when Henry’s wife passed…it hadn’t been pretty.]

[William continued, expressing another deep fear of his – perhaps everyone who cared for him was deceiving him. That was, thankfully, one that Henry could dispel. Just by being present, he was proving that one false, wasn’t he? As William turned his tearful features over to Henry, Henry gave a sympathetic smile, quick to reassure him.]

❝ William, I would never lie to you. ❞ [A tear fell from William’s cheek; Henry hesitated briefly before wiping it away with his free hand, hoping it wouldn’t be seen as an invasion of space.] ❝ You’re my best friend. That will never change; I promise. ❞

[Realizing that his hand had lingered on William’s cheek, Henry blushed and returned it to his side.]

❝ We’ve gotten through everything together. This doesn’t have to be any different…I’m here for you. I know things will work out. ❞

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william hadn't truly been upset. that much to him was obvious. but the strangest thing happened regardless when henry swiped his tear away. all at once, it...

quieted.

everything in his head, it just ... silenced. his eyes widened marginally. few things surprise him in this life -- but this was one. he knew he cared about henry, to a degree ( he hadn't thought himself capable of caring ... this much ), and that was truthful. he also knew that he was generally unhappy ( more numb apathy than true unhappiness; it was more a lack of anything at all ), but he just hadn't realized how bad it was.

all the little things. things he never realized; a constant inner monologue, always trying to keep one step ahead of everything and everyone -- including himself -- it all just ... stopped.

the world had never been so empty.

and it was beautiful.

henry's hand lingers against his cold skin. every piece of his mind is devoted to taking in the warmth of henry's skin; so full of life and kindness and pride. the diner, his family, his kids -- for him, too. henry was so ... warm, and bright. he was like the sun.

time seems to slow, and william wouldn't have it any other way. he relishes in the silence and the attention to detail, tries to commit henry's palm lines to his memory, if that were possible. he has never been so sure of what he wants. what he needs.

this had started as a test to see how henry would respond. to see if he cared. if he'd console william and fawn over him and to see how deep their bond ran. it was supposed to be one-sided.

now he's the one knocked off his feet. ( figuratively. )

and then henry pulls his hand away.

and everything is so loud. all over again.

he blinks a few times at the stark change. he hadn't realized how loud his brain really was, until it actually shut up for once. he'd learned to tune it out for so long; what good was focusing on negative thoughts about himself and others? the last time he paid any attention to it, he ... almost hurt someone. very badly.

he doesn't want to risk that again.

the look on his face is genuine now; he's reeling, bathing in sheer confusion. it's as if the world just got put on pause, and he was the only one to know, and now it's playing again and nobody else realizes anything changed at all. his gaze moves back to henry now. he hasn't registered anything he was saying -- which goes to show how little his divorce and the loss of his kids truly meant to him -- and instead just stared for a moment.

henry's cheeks were flushed now. was he embarrassed to touch william? the latter reaches for his hand, and holds it for a moment.

silence.

it was amazing. henry was magic. a savior. some sort of salvation.

he must be. there's no other explanation.

all at once william stands up and pulls henry into a tight -- like, borderline rib-damagingly tight; like, awkward yet mandatory holiday hugs from family members you haven't seen all year kind of tight -- hug, burying his face into henry's shoulder ( despite being taller than him. it was a struggle. he made it work. he was determined. ).

at first he doesn't speak. he doesn't know what to say. he's lived his whole life plotting, scheming, manipulating the world and everyone in it to bend to his narrative. he's played god for as long as he can remember. he was the sole author of his life. he got what he wanted, never dealt with what he didn't. every person he ever met was nothing more than a piece in his chess game. another variable to factor in for the best outcome. just another thing to use.

but now everything was different. no -- henry was different. he was the one beautiful thing in a fucked up world. william didn't deserve him. but then and there, he decides that he's never letting henry go again.

... whether he likes it or not.

"don't go." it's desperate. he's never felt so attached to another person. he thought he wanted henry before; it seems silly now. he didn't want him. he needed him. he needs henry.

he'll do anything to keep him here beside him.

anything.

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Hey I'm on mobile and wanted to make sure I didn't miss your rules, I did look at the mun, verses and muses pages

// hi! :) no problem, here's a link just in case!

https://grimsmuses.tumblr.com/rules

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of course I remember you <<<3333

// HIII!! <3 <3

[funbonded]

F U N B O N D E D

` ’Oh! ` There’s one we haven’t talked about yet. **DECAPITATION!** ’ [*he said it like it was such a happy word] ’ There are many ways to CHOP A HEAD OFF of course, and if the blade is sharp enough, it’s fairly quick and painless. That being said if the blade isn’t sharp enough…Well poor Mary Queen of Scots

Indie. highly sel. mutuals only . 18+ FUNTIME FREDDY of FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S gifted by Savbear 

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random misc dialogue … sentence starters

“No, you’re hurt.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“You stole my heart.”

“Oh, yeah? Make me.”

“Don’t talk back to me.”

“Oh, sure, you bet’cha.”

“You’re so broken inside.”

“You can’t go in there alone.”

“Stop looking at me like that.”

“You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Don’t you have things to do?”

“If you fall, I’m going to laugh.”

“You’re such a dork. I love you.”

“Have you ever gone stargazing?”

“Like you would ever understand…”

“I just want to know what happened.”

“No, there’s nothing wrong with you.”

“You have the worst sense of humor.”

“Do you want to go on an adventure?”

“Did you ever find out why they did it?”

“I don’t need a hug. I need vengeance.”

“You have the best smile I’ve ever seen.”

“How long are you going to stand there?”

“You’re so painfully oblivious some days.”

“Do you need me to back you up on this?”

“You’re not royalty, stop acting like you are.”

“Did you lose your glasses/cane/mobility aid?”

“I just need to rant for a second, is that okay?”

“If you’re gonna be such a chicken, just leave.”

“You’re the most beautiful soul I’ve ever seen.”

“Yup, I heard it as soon as I said it, just let it go.”

“I don’t have proof, but I need you to believe me.”

“When was the last time you actually felt happy?”

“Yeah, I’m weak. What’s wrong with being weak?”

“How have you survived on your own for so long?”

“I really think you’re blowing this out of proportion.”

“I just want you to know I’m here… if you need me.”

“Look me in the eyes and say that again, I dare you.”

“I feel like I’d find more lively company in a cemetery.”

“Are you really sorry? Or just sorry you were caught?”

“You’re really not worth all this of this. You’re just not.”

“I know its dangerous… that’s why I brought you along.”

“How have you stayed so gentle through everything…?”

“Being a jerk isn’t the same as being strong, you know.”

“You’re a better person than you give yourself credit for.”

“Thanks for sticking with me. I know it hasn’t been easy.”

“I keep having the same nightmare. And it just won’t stop.”

“Are you actually living, or are you just fighting to survive?”

“Nothing wrong with admitting you need a hand sometimes.”

“Hey, if you need to bare your chest, I’m right here. I’ll listen.”

“I just want to eat pizza and pass out, is that too much to ask?”

“I needed you to know… you’re the most important part of my life.”

“Don’t tell me you’re being honest, because you’ve done nothing but lie.”

“Okay, maybe we all just need to step back and calm down for a minute.”

“I know its been a long time, and I’m sorry to show up out of the blue, but — “

“I just need to be wrapped up in a hug and squeezed back into my body, please.”

“I’m going to be here for you, no matter what. Come hell or high water, I’ve got your back.”

“I’m tired of being strong all the time. When is it my turn to break down and be told, ‘its okay, you did your best”?

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// like for a starter with henry / william, or a surprise visit from my new muses ( from omori )! if you don’t specify i’ll choose <3

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// omori tag dump lol ignore