FOX ON THE RUN!

ANTIS & MINORS DNI

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—- V. 25. he / him THIS BLOG IS PROBLEMATIC.

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Vance Hopper fictive. Here to post Grabber x Vance.

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♠︎ #V draws — my art.

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♠︎ #A. — my personal tag for Albert Shaw/the Grabber.

♠︎ #V. — my personal tag for Vance Hopper.

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When in doubt Frankenstein your own art references

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Mourning my modded, movie-accurate recreation of the Grabber’s house in the sims (though I did have to invent some parts of it, such as Albert’s room). I lost all the mods so it was impossible for me to recover 💔 I should have taken screenshots. Took me DAYS to make and tons of rewatching the first movie frame by frame. I remember what most of the house looks like but fuckkkk it would be nice to have for art reference purposes rn

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Was gonna comment but it got kinda long so here I am in the walls again

Vance being such a sloppy slobby teenage boy, trust🙌 he's forever Albert's pretty teenage dirtbag no matter how old he gets, but it comes with the downside of having to PARENT a teenage dirtbag son,,, lots of dirty laundry, messy snacking, carving things into the head board of the bed or dresser, teaching the puppy tricks with fruit loops

Vance picking up lil arts and crafts here and there, learning how to make thread friendship bracelets he'll leave in Al's coat pockets so he doesn't have to ACTUALLY give it to him

He's finally out of the basement He's gonna live his teenage years forever 🫶

THIS IS SOOO TRUE. Vance will be a teenager foreverrrrrr. It’s totally a bonus for Al that Vance is trans because he will look like a beautiful teenage boy for a longgggg ass time (speaking as a trans dude who still gets mistaken for being a highscholer lmao)

Vance does little to no chores unless daddy asks, and he never has any reason to mature. Frankly, he doesn’t want to. Even into his twenties he would blow up, scream, and cry with all the melodramatics of a teenager. Arrested development 💔

Arts and crafts Vance 💭 I would have to decide what crafts tbh. I don’t know if he would do a lot of crafts simply because they feel ‘girly’ to him and it would take some personal growth for him to get out all that toxic masculinity. But IF he did grow because of Al at all, I do think it would be in regard to his views on gender and queerness.

I sort of doubt Vance will live to see 30 though. I think ultimately, he’s always fated to die at Albert’s hand. Even if it isn’t murder-suicide, Vance’s death will be Albert’s undoing. He will escalate without his very best boy. He will anguish. He will suffer. Until finally, he dies and they are reunited 💔

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I’ve been trying to decide what I think Vance does with his time in a universe where he’s allowed to roam the house while Al is at work. I’m sure he’s sooo bored. I’m sure he aches to go to an arcade, or a movie, or something. I figure plenty of bored boy naps, jerking it, mindless TV and whatever movies Al has lying around. Probably blasts plenty of music. But what else could he pass the time with 🤔 he doesn’t strike me as a reader

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Early days Daddy’s Boy AU 💭 one of the first times Al leaves Vance unsupervised in the house when he goes to work. He spends the whole day with his heart hammering in his throat because he’s so scared Vance will leave. He comes home three hours early because he’s so nauseated with fear, expecting to find his house empty, or the police. Instead he finds Vance taking a mid-day nap in his- THEIR bed. And his heart melts ❤️

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Daddy’s Boy AU is truly Al’s wildest dream come true I think. I think sometimes he forgets until he comes home from a bad day at work, nerves wound tight. Throws open the door with his head full of storm clouds- only to stop dead at the threshold.

Because right there in his living room there is a beautiful boy lying on his belly. watching scooby doo. Eating sugary cereal. Spilling milk on his carpet. Samson is lying right beside him, and when they hear the door, they both twist to look at Al. Vance swallows his mouthful of sugar milk to ask “how was work?”

“Oh, it was fine.” Albert says, because it was. His day was horrible, rotten, and infuriating two seconds ago- but now? It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters as long as he has this blonde angel waiting for him at home. He can’t even find it in himself to scold Vance for spoiling his dinner.

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Anyway I’m back in the fucking building thinking about the Daddy’s Boy AU. How did something I came up with on a whim thanks to an ask become my Roman Empire

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Vance getting choked into unconsciousness 💭

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And if I said Vance can’t even get away from Albert in death. Al dies and it just reunites him with his best naughty boy.

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Vance died and proceeded to haunt Al with the utmost contempt and vitriol. It was his dying wish to make the rest of Albert Fucking Shaw’s life a living hell, and to laugh in his face while he died— but he never considered what would happen after. He sort of thought he (Vance) might simply stop existing once it was all over and done with.

Instead, Albert is there. Almost always there. Vance might have haunted Albert to death, but Albert is stalking him in the afterlife, reminding him who he will always belong to.

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And if I said Vance can’t even get away from Albert in death. Al dies and it just reunites him with his best naughty boy.

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Vance spends so much time in the basement getting bad touched so routinely that Al forgets his boy is special at all for his anatomy. His pussy? A normal, regular part of his boy. But in his head, boys also don’t get pregnant, so he totally forgets to worry about that little detail until the exact moment he remembers.

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Sigh 💭 Vance who fights as hard as he can but it still ends with him bloodied, beaten, and pinned beneath the Grabber. True helplessness.

Even better if it’s after he’s been drugged for a while. He says something to Al about how he only drugs him because he’s scared of Vance without the sedatives. Albert says fine! Why don’t we remind you of how it was without the pills, hm?

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The Grabber drugging Vance ❤️ days, maybe weeks total spent with Vance in various states of totally fucking doped.

Pills. Sedatives. Easily procured from his doctor with claims of insomnia. Al would slip them into Vance’s food when he’d take it. Forced them down his throat when he wouldn’t. Albert far preferred the food delivery system- and Vance didn’t always refuse even when he suspected what would happen when he ate it. But even though force wasn’t perferred, the animal, the predator in Albert always purred when he successfully pinned Vance in a position so wicked the boy had no choice but to swallow.

(TWs for OD & emeto mention under the cut)

A low dosage always saw Vance become bleary, slow to react. He had to fight to get his eyes to focus enough to glare at his captor. Moving was possible, but his muscles were weak. His fingers fumbled. He could hardly even handle his soda, or his fork, let alone a fight. His knees wobbled beneath him whenever he tried to stand, and he swayed like a swingset in the wind. His punches were easy to predict, and even easier to dodge— but even supposing Albert failex to avoid his fist, it never hurt anything like the keen, vicious blows dealt by Vance when sober. When he tried to speak like this, his words ran together, slurring, tongue-tied —- much to the Grabber’s amusement. “What was that, sweetheart? You’re gonna what?” Vance always flushed with embarrassed fury when Albert teased him over it. Precious.

On the high end, Vance became little more than a toy. Unconcious, mostly. Limp and heavy wherever he’d curled up when the drugs finally won. Bed, usually. Or the corner, tucked up into a small little bundle— as if he could ever become small enough to avoid the Grabber’s gaze. He was always easy to handle like this. Even easier to undress. He usually woke if jostled enough. Sometimes he didn’t. Though, Albert suspects Vance sometimes pretended to be asleep for one reason or another- maybe, to avoid admitting he was too weak to fight it. Albert’s favorite nights were always when he was awake, though. Just conscious enough to flutter those pretty eyelashes, and twitch that soft body beneath him. Just enough to be able to look into those eyes and know he is just aware enough to understand his circumstances, yet too far gone to do anything about it. The first time he heard Vance moan was when he was drugged like this.

But Al was nowhere near a professional, and Vance began to build a tolerance. He needed more and more to keep him down. But then, Vance began refusing food more and more. He lost weight. Albert didn’t think to account for it in his next dosage.

He came down to the basement to find Vance unresponsive in a pile of his own vomit.

Albert spent the night in the basement with his heart in his throat, almost certain he’d done the worst and ruined a good thing before he was done with it. He spent hours checking his pulse, his breathing, whispering apologies and worrying bloody dents into his lips. Vance finally returned to himself sometime just before sunrise. He was almost glad when Albert held him. He called into work that day- sick, he said. Not entirely a lie. That day was the first time Albert brought Vance up into the main house for a long, shared bath.

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My head in my hands bc I miss them

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Buckle up bitches I’m postponing responsibilities to draw my favorite basement darling again