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I'm still kinda new here, I'll start posting my one-shot/fanfic from the fandom I'm in! (or my oc story) eventually! and maybe some art? but my art are bad 💔
talking about fandom! I'll show you the fandom I'm in!
and lastly (ion remember how many fandom I'm in) is Twisted Wonderland!
Love and Deepspace(more like Deepsorrow)
Poppy Playtime
I am multifandom :D
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anything that's SH, SA, or ABUSE. Just, I'm comfortable with it.
child x reader or the other way around. wtf is wrong with your mind?
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pls don't translate my work without my permission. and don't respost it on another platform (I only have a tumblr and twitter account for now)
I have a memory of a goldfish (maybe WORSE) so I'll forgot to respond. sorry! and it's usually take a while for me to respond! so please be patient <3
Got possessed by a 3am hand ghost and abused it lmfao
I was drawing a comms and was like,,, hold on,,, this actually looks good?! rghiruner
Also, Tumblr is apparently 'banned' in the Philippines for being a 'gambling site' :'))) I can only access it with my school wifi wrhignuj ts sucks
It's a wip, sketch obviously, cuz hair are quite plain compared to his face (and maybe I'll change smth a lil bit later? I'm not sure about the correct face proportions), but I have nothing interesting to post rn, but just want to show that I'm alive
(I DO NOT CONSENT TO ANY USAGE OF AI OF MY WRITING and i did not make the images! Credits go to the original creators who are out there somewhere!)
How HSR Characters would react to you asking them if they wanted a kiss, but you meant a Hershey’s kiss! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
(Dan Heng March 7th and Sunday!)
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Dan Heng.. 🐉✮⋆˙⋆⭒˚｡⋆
Don’t bite the hand that feeds you. (≖_≖ )
(or in this case, don’t tease the dragon that kisses you.)
In my opinion, this interaction could go either two ways! One is that it was a genuine accident, it simply slipped your mind that he could’ve registered it as something else as he didn’t see the bag of chocolate in front of you! (Too busy reading his damn book smh my head) so if that’s the case, then he’d probably feel a little embarrassed from his assumption even if it was a valid one! XD and he’d try to hide it too! But he’d thank you for the chocolate and move on.
Now.. if you were TEASING him? =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)
That’s a whole different story! Honestly he’d probably be a little annoyed by it and hide his pout by shoving his face back into his book (not literally ofc LMAO) it’d probably take a minute or two to get him to not be kinda pissed at you.. apologize to the dragon!!
💢 ( / `ᜊˊ )/❗
March 7th! ˙✧˖°📷༘ ⋆｡°
Get ready to have a pillow thrown in your face! ( っ'-')╮ =͟͟͞͞ ⬜
oh she’s definitely mad at you either way but not seriously! just a little frustrated that you didn’t mean your LIPS! How dare you! She would probably treat her friend’s a little differently from how she would treat a romantic partner so she’s waaaay more clingy with you than she ever was with them.
Either way teasing would make the entire situation worse as she would most likely just tackle herself onto you so she could have you lying on your back and she can kiss you herself! If your all talk then she’ll be the one actually doing it!! She’d definitely still want the chocolate though, your not getting that back like. ever. 🍫
No wonder Pom Pom’s secret candy stash keeps getting raided! It’s all because of MARCH! Σ(°ロ°)
Sunday. . ‧₊🎹˚♪ 𝄞𝄢₊˚⊹
He won’t even be able to look at you in the eye.. ( ⊙ _ ⊙ )
the controversy with Sunday is that he’s way too prim and proper almost kinda like a prince in a heavily strict house, at least that’s how he presents himself many times considering he doesn’t call any woman by anything less than “miss” or “lady”. With that note, I’m trying to say that he’s a gentleman so if you try to tease him or if you just meant the chocolate..
he’ll get a bit flustered no matter what your intentions were, to kiss or not to kiss… THAT is the question ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ
He’ll most likely just try to clear his throat and act as if what you said didn’t bother him one bit but it totally did, you can see the way the feathers on his wing’s are quite literally ruffled at this moment.
So now it’s up to you! Do you either kiss him and let his face explode from pure heat or do you also face the awkwardness he is feeling from realizing the situation you’re in?! ٩( ᐛ )و
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Hello my lovely people!!!
I can finally share this news that makes me incredibly excited!
We’ll be collaborating with Plush Wonderland to create official plush keychains of the main characters from To Eat a God!!!!
These are the planned designs for the keychains.
It’s important to know that the sample production and the final products will only begin once a minimum number of orders is reached, so your support will be essential to help make this project a reality.
Thank you so much to each and every one of you for supporting this project. It truly makes me happy to see and be part of such a beautiful fandom.
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cw: fem reader, non-human reader, reader has a toy name they are referred to (treat it as an alias), canon typical child abuse, yandere behavior, dark themes, morally grey reader (you took part in the Hour of Joy and were the Prototype's Angel), lots of suffering for everyone
New series based off the headcanons I've posted. I decided to change the reader's toy form to be a plastic knight both because I realised the whole dress-up-doll gimmick is already done by Lily Lovebraids, and because the world needs more knight x jester ships out there. Also, each chapter will begin with a VHS excerpt to mimick how the player can gather information about the toys through collectables.
The Prototype's obsession can be read as platonic or romantic so feel free to interpret it any way you like.
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Observations - 1008
Scientist: Log code 07832. In relation: Experiment 1-0-0-8, ‘Olivia the Anemone Knight’. Although the subject herself remains completely docile and obedient towards all members of staff, her influence on the other experiments remains an area of great concern. All subjects placed within the vicinity of Olivia were observed showing heightened aggression towards any who approached her, often resulting in violent outbursts against those perceived as threats. In addition, there seems to be a correlation between subject non-compliance and time spent within Olivia’s presence, although this hypothesis is yet to be proven. Further observations are to be made to determine the extent of Olivia’s influence and what we can do to ensure that she does not cause mass dissent amongst the other subjects. End of log.
– VHS End
You were [Y/N] [L/N]. A long time ago you made a deal with a kind man who offered you paradise in the form of plastic limbs and painted smiles. Naive and hurting, you took his offer with open arms and that’s why you are currently rotting away in your immortal prison of a body.
The toy you were turned into, the Anemone Knight, was a part of a collection of five plastic toys called the Flower Knights. Originally, all five were supposed to be male but Elliot Ludwig decided one of them would hide the visage of a woman underneath the armor in honor of his beloved daughter’s wishes of wanting to see a lady knight. When boys discovered that one of their cool toys was a girl, they were quick to discard the Anemone Knight since they didn’t want ‘girl toys’ in their ‘boy space’. At least, those were the words your brother had used when he shoved the Anemone Knight into your arms, claiming that he didn’t want her anymore because “girls are not cool”. Unlike him though, you grew to love the little plastic knight with an anemone drawn onto her armor - she was so cool in your eyes and you dreamed of becoming like her one day (you suppose you had your childhood wish come true, albeit in a twisted way).
It wasn’t so bad: you still looked like you did before, albeit as a cartoonish, fully-grown version of the child you once were - the Flower Knights didn’t really have a set appearance underneath their helmets so Elliot was kind enough to keep your appearance as is - and there were certainly far worse things to be turned into in this factory than a tall plastic lady. You were even allowed to name yourself after… him.
A long forgotten memory surfaces, of a conversation held in hushed whispers between two immortal creations granted a goodbye.
“They’re moving me up to Playcare tomorrow and want me to choose a name for the kids to call me. Apparently, ‘Anemone Knight’ is too much of a mouthful.”
“A choice? They don’t grant such things.”
“I know. Which is why I’m sure that it’s a test. They want to see if I truly did forget myself, or if I would call myself [Y/N] and they need to start the process all over again.”
“Will you indulge them?”
“Can I afford not to?”
“No.”
“Then you know my answer. Besides, I already know what I want to be called.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“Olivia.”
He bristles at that.
“Oliver is gone.”
“I know. Which is why I am choosing to honor him by taking his name.”
“You are a fool.”
“Says the jester.”
The alarm goes off in the Prototype’s cell, signalling the end of your short rendezvous.
“I thought we had more time.”
“You’re only here because they want me to suffer. They want to see if I will break after having your presence taken away so soon when we’ve only just met after months of torture.”
“That explains why they allowed me this ‘reward’ then. …I hate them.”
“Don’t worry …Olivia. I will fix everything.”
You believed him. You thought he would end the experiments for good and so gladly followed him into madness, becoming one of the instigators for the Hour of Joy alongside the Prototype. But the path he led you on resulted in further pain and unwanted suffering for the ones you had grown to love as your family - the Prototype didn’t care about the others like you did, all he cared about was keeping you and Poppy in paradise fashioned to suit his image of perfection. Thus when Poppy offered you a chance at redemption, a chance to mend your relationship after she had admonished you for you actions during the Hour (you didn’t enjoy it, making it as quick and painless as possible for any who didn’t know about the experiments, but it was agreed upon that no human could be allowed to survive), you took it with shaking hands.
When the Prototype found out about your dissent thanks to the rebel toys using repurposed bits of your armor (that he made for you out of metal left over from constructing his legs) in combat, he exploded into a laughing fit of rage - you could hear his mechanical voice crescendo in hysterics as he screamed your name, your real name, from down the hall where you were helping Doey relocate rescued critters to Safe Haven. He declared you the Arch Traitor, your name becoming taboo amongst the Joyful, but instead of having you killed on sight, he decreed himself a merciful god who would welcome you back with open arms should you choose to see reason once more.
His followers hunted you relentlessly, Catnap being the most eager to bring you back into the embrace of his god. You tried to talk to them, tried to save them from the path of ruin, but none of them would listen - Huggy and Boxy were too far gone in their bloodlust, Mommy resented you for leaving her and just wanted you back, and Catnap didn’t understand why you could leave when you were god’s most cherished angel.
Things only got worse after Poppy disappeared and the rebellion was forced to disband - with his sister safely locked away in her case, the tyrant of Playtime could focus all his attention on you and you alone. The more you slipped out of his grasp, the more aggressive the Prototype became in his pursuits to bring you back, and you were left with no choice but to cut all ties with your friends below Playcare for both your sake and theirs.
‘I wonder if Safe Haven is still holding up, I wonder if Giblet managed to find the gadgets I hid for him in our old base, I wonder if Kissy’s alright… I wonder what happened to Poppy.’
Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Huggy Wuggy’s theme song loudly echoing off the walls of the main lobby - you had hidden yourself within the remains of the theatre for the past week and so any noise coming from the hall directly adjacent to its entrance was picked up by your keen ears. Alarmed at the possibility of Huggy’s movement (you were sure his patrol didn’t start until an hour later), you risk cracking open the door to assess the situation at hand. But instead of a furry blue giant stretching his limbs, you are met with the sight of a human wearing a Grab Pack running around the lobby exploring the abandoned factory.
You recognise the intruder: they were one of the people who used to work here before the Hour, their visits to Playcare frequent enough that their face stuck in your memory. You can’t recall exactly what their job was but you do remember two things very clearly: they were mute and were absent during the Hour of Joy. They weren’t a scientist, so no one you absolutely had to get rid of, thus you didn’t think much of it when you failed to identify their face amongst the bodies littering the floor of Playtime.
‘Why are they here? Why are they back? Are they… here to hunt us?’
The possibility of retaliation from surviving members of staff against your kind was something you were fully weary of ever since you and the Prototype made plans for the mass uprising. It was the very reason why you took the Prototype’s side in his argument against Poppy on the necessity of sacrificing all personnel in the first place.
‘I don’t think I saw anything on them besides the Grab Pack and they seemed more confused than vengeful. …Should I…?’
You weigh your options. On one hand, you could take a deep breath, close the door and pretend that you never saw what you just saw, returning back to the familiar drill of cat and mouse you were forced to play. On the other hand, you could take a huge risk by following the intruder around the factory, at least until you could be sure they wouldn’t be a threat to any of you in here, and expose yourself to the prying eyes of the Prototype. Obviously, the logical thing to do would have been to choose the first option, but….
‘If there’s even a chance this intruder might hurt the others, I can’t just sit here and let them reach the others.’
No matter how much they hurt or hunted you, no matter if they feared you or blamed you for working with the Prototype, every single toy in this god forsaken factory was your kin. Your family. And you would do anything to keep them safe.
It was why you started the Hour of Joy, why you were willing to do atrocities in the name of survival, and why you are now stuffing yourself into the vents to follow the intruder as they make their way across the factory. You watch from hidden corners and inside ventilation tunnels (barely avoiding Huggy peeking out from another one), but lose sight of them when Huggy chases them into the narrow vents. Sighing at your luck, hoping that the intruder runs away from the factory if they manage to survive Huggy, you begin making your way back to your hiding place… only to come face-to-spider-leg with the Prototype the second you exit Make-A-Friend.
He stares at you. You stare back. And then, you run.
His laughter surrounds you as you maneuver your way into vents and small passageways to loose the jester spider on your trail. You know he’s just toying with you, deliberately chasing you at a pace you can escape because he’s enjoying this cruel game of tag, but that hardly matters when all you can think about is escape.
Making a sharp turn to the right, you throw yourself into an elevator heading down to the second floor, too frazzled to deal with the fact that you were entering Mommy’s territory without much foresight (then again, you would much rather deal with the pink spider than the mechanical one hellbent on keeping you forever). But little did you know that dealing with Mommy Long Legs would be the least of your problems, for your time on the second floor would bring forth an unexpected reunion with an old friend.
A bit of context: this comic takes place quite a long time ago. They were younger and still figuring out how to make things work in the circus. The first version of their outfits wasn’t comfortable, since their bodies are different, which led to the redesign and custom-made clothes for all of them after this incident.
Besides the outfit changes, you’ll also get a small spoiler about Pierrot’s rule!
Also! Thank you @destinysquared for helping me correct some poses and adjust a few things in the comic!
