Bones is a revenant, a type of ghost. Revenants form from a person being in excruciating amounts of pain (wether that be physical or mental pain it doesn’t matter) and/or be extremely angry as they die
Bones fits both of those criteria well
Revenants like him are also constantly in unending pain, and that pain is mind breaking for a normal human
So it technically isn’t Bones’s fault that he’s pissed off all the time
He wants to care about others, he really does
But being in constant pain makes that hard for him; he knows that he’s a time bomb, that he would snap at one point or another and hurt/kill whoever he had grown to care for
And since he’s going to hurt people regardless, why would he care for someone? Why would a monster like him deserve even a single friend? So he doesn’t let himself care
Part of why he hurts and kills humans is because he can’t let himself care. If he treats them like dirt, like they’re below him, then he can’t care about them, and it won’t hurt them both when he metaphorically blows up
Bones can get set off by something as small as someone looking at him in the wrong way
He could break someone’s arm by squeezing a little to hard when grabbing them, or if he hugged someone he could crush their spine if he didn’t try to control his strength
Bones is always very cold. Unnaturally cold
It doesn’t go very well with constantly being in pain; it makes the pain worse
Bones died in the middle of the night, after he got cornered by a few guys and they beat the shit out of him
He had nearly killed one of their friends after a disagreement
Bones may have taken it way too far
Long story short, Bones got left out in the cold, severely hurt. He died of a combination of his injuries and hypothermia
His powers include inhuman levels of strength, ice manipulation and pain inducement without touching a person
Bones can also enter mirrors
If anyone gets near where he makes his home, 9/10 times they’re going to die
If someone intrigues him enough/he wants someone to talk to, he’ll usually just break their legs and keep them there for ‘companionship’ and ‘comfort’
Their reactions to him even just being there really reinforce the idea that he’s nothing more than a ruthless, bloodthirsty monster who doesn’t deserve to be loved
He kills and tortures people for his own sick amusement and to get out his anger and pain
Who in their right mind could look past that? Nobody could, he deserved his pain and loneliness for what he’d done
Bones loves music, and he prefers hard rock and metal to anything else
It helps him vent his pain and anger in a way that doesn’t hurt anyone
He can punch through a concrete wall like it’s paper, but it does still hurt him
Bones x Reader
Rating: sfw
(just a short thing for @cerberus-shadows‘s battle boy writing contest)
You were dead asleep when you felt someone gently shake your shoulder. You grumbled a bit but tried to go back to sleep. But more shaking, a bit harder this time, coupled with a very vague pain settling behind your eyes managed to wake you up enough to see who it was. At first you thought it was maybe Heathen but upon closer inspection you saw it wasn’t. Instead it was the newest Battle ego.
Bones.
You yawned widely and glanced at the clock on your end table before looking back up at the ego, you barely managed to crack your eyes open for longer than a few seconds as you asked what was wrong. He sounded strained when he asked if he could just please sit with you for a little bit. His body was really hurting, even more than usual, and it was keeping him awake. Has kept him awake for almost 40 hours by now. But he barely finished his sentence before you were sleepily lifting your covers and gesturing for him to crawl onto the spot next to you.
It wasn’t at all unusual for Bones, and other troubled egos, to gravitate towards you. Especially when they weren’t feeling very well. You’re not sure why or how exactly but every since you could remember you quite literally radiated with a healing energy that physically affected everyone around you. The closer someone was to you then the more your warm restorative energy soothed them. And it wasn’t just a physical thing either. It also appeared to help with mental and emotional pain.
The aforementioned ego flushed a bit when he saw your cute pajamas and tried to say you didn’t have to do that, he was fine with just sitting next to you on the bed for a little bit but you were sleepy and having none of it. So you tiredly grumbled for him to hurry and get under the covers because you were getting cold. This jolted the ego into movement.
As fast as he could, given his current pain level, he kicked his boots off and removed his bracelets before sitting them on your nightstand. His joints cracked and popped with every move he made but the sound didn’t bother you. Once he was ready he slid in next to you under the warm sheet. The minute he was within a foot of you your strange healing ability kicked in and the exhausted ego felt his pain levels lowering from teeth clenching painful to manageable and finally to ignorable.
To his shock, and secret happiness, you pulled him closer to you. Unthinkingly bringing his head closer to your chest before tucking it under your chin, effectively cuddling the hapless ego in a relaxing embrace. And yeah he was pretty flustered but he couldn’t focus on it too much as he felt his eyelids droop as the weight of his pain was lifted and his bone deep tiredness finally caught up with him.
Before he could give it anymore thought he snuggled closer to your chest, the calming beat of your steady heart lulling him into a dreamless sleep. You smiled as you felt his previously tense form loosen before going slack as he finally passed out. You pressed a drowsy kiss to the top of his head before joining him in sleep.
Credit to @dallonsharp for creating the character :)
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-Bones is actually a living, charred skeleton who was forced to take on Nathan’s appearance when he found himself stuck in the human realm.
-Unfortunately his bones didn’t take kindly to being confined in a flesh prison.
-So at random times they’ll crack, shift, and ache, giving him quite a bit of pain, although over time he got used to it.
-Just imagine him having a severe case of arthritis all over his body.
-If he lets you hug him, you’ll hear a ton of snapping noises, like numerous twigs being stepped on at once.
-Instead of black gauges he wears bone plugs.
-His mannerisms and powers are similar to the Honne-onna yokai, being able to show others his skull face if cast in the light and absorb the lifeforce of humans until nothing but their own skeletons are left.
-If he’s feeling particularly weak he’ll absorb their skeletons, too.
-Like Mare, Bones sings in order to draw his victims in, as well as look like he’s in excruciating pain to gain their sympathy.
-Speaking of which, he’s the oldest out of Mare, Phantom, and himself, having lived for hundreds of years as a skeleton.
-He’s like their mediator when it comes to petty arguments and such.
-Bones gets along best with the egos considered to be “undead”, such as Dark, Anti, and Robbie.
-He isn’t entirely malicious. He’s just doing his best to survive in a strange world he simply doesn’t understand and to look as “normal” as possible to humans.
Bones was created by the awesome @dallonsharp ! And a big thank you to Dallon for proof reading my fic beforehand and giving me some advice for the character! I really appreciated the feedback and made some changes! Hope you all like it!
You hummed a quiet Christmas song as you started unpacking a few boxes a ornaments, getting ready to decorate your Christmas tree for the year. Bones would be home shortly, and you weren’t going to start without him! He’s never decorated a tree before! You were familiar with the egos, and knew that Bones was the most recent, and through your friendship with Echo, had no trouble befriending the new ego as it slowly grew into something more. This was his first Christmas with you, and you were proud to spend it with him as his partner.
You kept the details a secret, Phantom hooking you up with a lovely tree and having a few of his workers bring it to your shared home with Bones. They may not always be on the best of terms, but the two of you got along well enough that he allowed you to have the tree delivered at a discount. Who knows where all his resources came from. You really didn’t want to ask.
You perked up at the sound of the front door opening and grinned at the mix of surprise and confusion on your boyfriend’s face as he entered your home.
He glanced at the tree laying sideways on the ground, before looking towards the various ornaments littering the ground in small piles, “are we...putting up a Christmas tree? Like the ones on tv?” Bones wouldn’t deny that the thought was a little exciting. His previous experiences with Christmas have been...subpar at best. When he did ‘celebrate’, it was chaotic, and not something he wanted to have a repeat of. Though he knew you would never do something like his family, he was still hesitant.
You grinned, picking up the slight skepticism in his voice, but also seeing the hints of excitement on his face. “Yup! I wanted it to be a surprise! I know you haven’t had many positive Christmas experiences before, so I wanted to make this one special!” as you spoke, you walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, pulling him into a hug.
He froze for a moment, simply surprised at the lengths you were willing to go for him, before tightly wrapping his arms around you. He winced a bit as you heard the faint noise of his joints popping, but have grown used to it at this point and merely reached up to cup his face in your hands. “Come on! Help me set up the tree so we can get decorating!”
He gave you a small smile, thinking of how lucky he was to have you in his life before you both made quick work of setting up the tree. It didn’t take long to get all the ornaments up, and you ended up giggling as he somehow ended up tangled in the lights you were supposed to be wrapping around the tree, while he just huffed and tried to untangle himself. Upon hearing your laughter, he couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle as well, telling you to help him out of these ‘festive ropes’.
Once the lights and ornaments were all nicely placed, he stepped back and looked at the tree, feeling satisfied. “It looks perfect! You did great, (y/n).” He smiled over at you and kissed your cheek, but you only giggled.
“It’s not done yet! You have to save the most important part for last!” You ran out of the room, going to get the piece you’ve been saving for weeks now, ever since Bones had mentioned even wanting to spend his Christmas with you.
He tilted his head, looking back at the tree, utterly confused. It looked complete to him…? Was there something else? Were there supposed to be more ornaments?
While Bones stood and debated what could possibly be missing, you came back, holding the star behind your back. You had a light blush on your face, hoping he wouldn’t think it was too cheesy.
“Here! You should put the star on top!” As you said this, you held out the star to him. It looked like what most stars on top of Christmas trees would look like, however both of your names had been embroidered in the center in beautiful calligraphy. It cost a pretty penny, but it would be well worth it if he liked it. That kind of detailed work didn’t usually come cheap.
When he turned the star over, it read in smaller lettering, ‘I love you to the stars and back.’
You shifted in place, worried he didn’t like it. He just stared at it for the longest time with a focused expression. Maybe it really was too cheesy. Maybe you could take it back? No, who has names like ‘Bones and (y/n)’ that’s an impossible combo, no other couple would have it.
As you were over thinking he took the few steps it took to reach you and scooped you up in his arms. “Thank you (y/n)...I love you so, so much.” No one had ever done something so special for him before. But with this, he got the feeling that the more time he spent with you, the more he’d get used to it. And he was okay with that. He would do everything he can to make sure you felt the same in return.
You laughed and hugged him back tightly, relieved he loved the star, “I love you too! Now come on, put me down! You gotta put the star up, it goes right on the top of the tree!” You leaned down and pecked him on the lips, resting your forehead on his before he set you down.
He nodded and hurried over to the tree, by now grinning wide. You could see how proud he was to be putting the star on display...it was endearing to say the least. With his height, he had no problem reaching up and placing it perfectly on the top of the tree, but even so, he looked back to you as if to ask if he’d done it right. You nodded in confirmation and he ran back over to you in the doorway, standing back to admire the tree from a distance.
His smile was ever present on his face, he just couldn’t seem to get it to go away as he turned to you and wrapped his arms around your waist as he rested his forehead against your own. He let out a content sigh before closing his eyes, happy to stay in this moment.
Crack My Bones, But My Heart Won’t Break Now (Yandere Bones)
@nwtbobsessedemo @colourfulmes @planetpossum
Title From: Bones by NateWantsToBattle
Fandom: Youtuber Egos
AU: Yandere Bones
Content Warnings: Yandere behavior (Bones), Bones is extremely possessive, torture, Bones tortures and kills reader’s parents, implied chronic pain, kidnapping, imprisonment sort of, reader forced to watch, parents die, unhappy ending, not proofread
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You could barely lift your head high enough to look out the small window in the door from the room you were being kept in, and from what you could see, it was snowing.
In the middle of fucking May. It was snowing.
It snowed whenever he got really mad. God damn it Bones, what are you angry about now?
The revenant was always angry at something or someone. Sometimes it was you, sometimes it was your friends whom he hadn’t even met, sometimes it was just the world. Even if it didn’t seem like he was pissed, deep down he was.
Because of that, sometimes he brought “playmates” to take his anger out on. The poor people never lived once he did, no matter how strong they were. Once you witnessed him beat a ex army man to a bloody pulp with his arms and legs frozen and shattered.
You tugged at the chains wrapped around your wrists and ankles, hoping that maybe today they’d be weaker. Maybe today you’d get out of here.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed from outside the door. It had to be Bones. The door handle turned, and it opened, revealing that it was indeed Bones.
“Two things. One, get up when I unlock those chains, and two, don’t fight back at all. Or you know what’ll happen.” He said, walking to you and snapping off the frozen metal chains with his bare hands.
You stood up, and stood still. “What are you… getting me for?” You asked, tilting your head slightly.
“We have guests, bitch, and I’m going to kill them,” he answered, putting a hand on your back and guiding you out the room and to the big main room of this abandoned building he took you to. You let him push you forward, walking.
Bones sighed, “This will scare you, I know that. But this is the way that I know how to make you mine now and forever. You’ll have nobody to call family after this,” He said. You were confused, and didn’t know what he meant.
When you got to the main room, it took you a moment to register the sight before you. It was your parents, both your mother and your father, with chains of ice holding them to the floor. They looked at you, their faces dropping and freezing their movements, their eyes widening.
“Please, help us, save us-“ Your mother began, choking on her words and tears welling up in her eyes.
“Shut. Up.” Bones interrupted sternly, walking towards your parents. Your mom clamped her mouth shut. “Hmm… let’s start with dad, shall I, love?”
Bones glanced back at you, smiling softly, if such a thing was possible from him, and he clenched his fists. He stepped over to your father, and kicked him roughly in the back.
Your father let out a scream, and your mother gasped in horror.
“That ain’t even the fuckin’ worst of it, not even close!” Bones shouted, ice shards materializing around his right hand. He gripped your father by his hair and punched him hard in the jaw. A loud crack rang throughout the room, and you could hear your father trying to scream.
Bones raised up his right hand again, and a large spike made of ice appeared in his hand. He plunged it deep into your father’s arm, and took it out. Bones laughed at your father’s cries for help, and he stomped down on his back. Another, louder crack rang out. Holy shit. Did he break your dad’s spine?
At the thought that Bones could do that with no effort your blood ran cold. You knew he was strong, but not that strong.
Bones took the ice spike and held it against your dad’s neck, slowly cutting into it, surely killing your dad. Your mom was screaming and crying, and you were frozen in shock and terror.
“Fuck. I thought he’d choke on his blood longer… damn it. But, there’s still the mom!” Bones said, then stepping over to your mom. She jerked backwards, falling into the floor on her back.
“Stop,” Bones snapped, “Your death with be quicker than his,” Bones pointed at your dad’s dead body, “but it will still hurt like hell. Not sorry.”
Bones grasped both your mom’s arms, and you knew what he was about to do; you had seen him do it before after all. Your mom’s arms slowly were coated in ice, becoming it.
Her screaming didn’t stop. Bones then squeezed hard on her arms that were now made of ice, and completely shattered them. Your mom stopped her screaming now, her mouth agape.
Without a word, Bones walked over to her legs, and they quickly became ice as well when he touched them. He gripped harder on them, and they were shattered too. Your mom was hardly breathing, she was probably in shock. He went back to the front of her, and kicked her head, snapping your mom’s neck in one quick movement.
As your parents dead bodies lay there, you were still frozen in terror, shock and sadness. Bones walked over to you, and got in your personal space for a moment.
“There. Now I’m less angry, and you won’t leave me to go back to your family because you have no family,” he said. “Come here.” That was more of an order, but his voice softened when he said it. Maybe it was out of kindness?
You hugged him, starting to sob into his shoulder. You felt him pat your back multiple times, trying to comfort you. It was never really something he was good at.
“Shh.. it’s fine now.” He said, still patting your back. You both stayed there for god knows how long, him holding you and trying to comfort you and you sobbing at the loss of your parents.
“You’re mine. Don’t forget that. I don’t want to hurt you like I do to everyone else. That makes the pain go away, but you’re the only damn thing that makes it go away without me having to hurt you, when I’m with you I finally get a break, it ends- I thought that pain, that godforsaken pain was going to be forever, but no. I have you now. You’re gonna make me better, I swear to God you are.”
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