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[m0rb1dch1ld]

In. LOVE. With this! I can’t wait to wear it once it cools down more!! I used tuteate‘s super braided cowl tutorial to help make this! If you guys do loom knit and haven’t checked them out yet, please do so! They’ve got some amazing tutorials that are easy to follow along!

I am tempted to make it in a different color. 😩

Enjoy!!

[vnights]

I’m so down for a SB interaction with Sophie! I’m just not sure who XD

The 'Wild-Card' requires an equal response! ☀️ Sunny! (Plot may include others due to both parties indecisiveness.)

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This night is truly devastating. History is repeating itself, a group of children, vanished, with only but one lone survivor, the small boy having both the courage and motivation to flee his attackers before he could meet the same fate as his friends.

That, however, is somehow, unrelated to this incident.

Though happening in the same building, the situations are different, a girl merely dozing off in a hidden area, waking only after daylight had bidden its goodnight. To ones delight, her eventual activity would be found by a particularly energetic 'play-mate', who is MORE than happy to keep her company until the doors open.

He just has to notice her, first.

[mechanicaldance]

Ballora gently brought Sophie into her grasp and simply planted kisses all over her granddaughter’s face and head. What’s this? Just random affection.

Sophie cant escape.

@m0rb1dch1ld

[croc-n-roll]

In the Dark Again

Starter for @m0rb1dch1ld

[five-nights-of-protagonists]

📓 permission to work at the fazbear’s fright attraction form

((Hehehehehehe oh god I’m evil))

"Hm? What's this?" Michael asked as he placed his coffee down beside him before picking up the paper that Sophie had just passed to him. Reading it over, his brow started to furrow more and more, until her looked extremely angry. "Where did you get this?" He asked, eerily calm. It took a lot to get him angry, to the point that even his wife, Charlie, would be scared when he's angry.

[humming-fly]

Do you have any headcanons for the devil’s nest gang? :3

Headcanon A:  realistic - While the majority of the devil’s nest chimera are affiliated with the military, several others like Bido have no military background and were presumably just picked up off the street at random for experimentation. There’s also a decent number of people in the gang that Aren’t chimeras but are instead just other societal outcasts.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious - Martel had the snake tattoo before she was turned into a chimera and she is Convinced that’s the reason they stuck her with that animal. Dolcetto maintains that they stuck her with a snake because she was constantly hissing at the doctors.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends - We don’t know the exact nature of how the chimeras escaped from the labs but given dolcetto’s flashback i assume if given the means there was some mercy-killing that occurred on the way out

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own - I’ve always assumed bido was the member of the nest that had been a chimera for the longest, and could even be the longest surviving human-based chimera based on that. He clearly wasn’t military and was from a notably earlier run of chimera that both couldn’t change form like roa/heinkle/etc. And didn’t look human like dolcetto and martel. There’s a good chance because of that he’s actually known greed the longest out of all the chimera in the nest.

Headcanon master post

[avarice-inclined]

@m0rb1dch1ld replied to your post “This just in, Dol is makin’ fun of me…”

“Can’t be mad if it’s the truth.”

“Listen here, young lady, don’t you take his side, I will not hesitate to ground you.”

[askthehatboxghost]

@m0rb1dch1ld 

Within Gracey Manor, the knock echoed throughout the foyer. Within moments, the figure of a maid materialized, her hands folded nearly across her apron and her expression severe, but ever dutifully prepared to attend to get task. She approached the door to answer it, but paused when a cold hand caught her by the shoulder. She sighed, closed her eyes to hide them as she rolled them and turned. 

 "Yes, Master Thomas?" the maid said, barely able to contain her annoyance at his excitement. 

 "Let me open the door," the- seemingly- young man pleaded, "please? Just this once. We haven't had guests in ages!" 

 "Sir, it's probably only-" 

 "Oh, please? They'll never know the difference!" he insisted, "you know I can make myself look very much alive. I'll make myself look like any of the butlers. It won't frighten the guests at all." 

 "If I may, I don't really think-" 

 "Really, I can handle it!" Thomas said, already noticeably more solid, "you can just go back to doing whatever you were doing before. Don't worry a bit about it!" 

 "I don't-" 

 "Just go relax, then," he said, guiding her out of the room. She huffed as he hurried toward the front door. 

 With a grin that he hoped was inviting, Thomas took a moment to adjust his coat and hat and stand up straight before opening the door with an agonizing, now hardly used, creak. 

 "Welcome to Gracey Manor. How may I assist you?"