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(Late) Happy birthday, wick 💙🕯️
Some redesigns and headcanons I've made! No Benny beacause I actually love his design. There may be spelling mistakes because English is not my first language
(Bonus +John)
Guys I TECHNICALLY drew tim are u proud 🥹
Also happy pride month!!!! Wick doodles cuz these guys are genuinely fun to draw
Wick skits, au: protagonist swap.
This whole thing is just Sam not wanting to be there.
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Sam: ok Duncan, give me a dare.
Duncan, chuckling: sure. I dare you! To move around some old stuff inside of an abandoned area. In fact, I triple. Dog. Dare you!
Sam: … I thought we stopped doing triple dog dares after the incident with mark, the glue and the glitter bomb-.
Duncan: you said that the triple dog dares end after this month, it’s not the end of it is it?
Sam, glaring:
Sam: you son of a bitch, fine I’ll do it.
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Sam, with a camera: ok, so I’ve been informed by Duncan that this here is the place where I should take the dare… says I should just walk through the-.
*tree falls behind him*
Sam:
Sam: … I’m turning this thing off for a split second. *turns off camera* *inhales* why the fuck did I agree to this channel?!
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Sam: oh look a crow! Fun fact guys while crows can in fact have grudges for years on end they actually also tell their future kin so that grudge can pretty much last for generations, they’re also a symbol for rebirth and death-.
*Crow caws*
Sam: AHHH! … ugh damn it… i’m such a coward. Ok, feed the crows and continue onwards.
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Sam: phew ok, nice path here *flashlight flickers* … don’t you fucking dare shut off on me ol’ faithful I swear to-… what’s that?
Sam, shining the light on the water tower: … what kind of psychopath decided to put a red ballon of all things-. Ugh.. I’ll never understand other teens.
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Sam: holy shit! A graveyard!! Wait what are these tombstones made of-
*flashlight shuts off*
Sam: … I trusted you ol’ faithful. I trusted you-.
*Candle, lights up by itself*
Sam:
Sam, pacing back and forth: nope! Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope! A hundred times infinite no! No! No! No!
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Sam, on the phone: DUNCAN! How many fucking times do I need to tell you! No! Haunted areas! I have that in writing ¡Maldita cabeza de pene!
Duncan: Sam it’s just a dare, it’s not like you’re gonna die
Sam: my abuela will say otherwise! Why do you think I backed out on the blue baby challenge and not touch a fucking ouija board!!
Duncan: because you’re a coward?
Sam: FOR A GOOD REASON! I DON’T WANNA DIE!!
Duncan: well you still can’t get out of that dare, it’s a triple dog dare for a reason.
Sam: I hate you. So much.
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Sam: ok, you can do this, you can do this, you can do this, you’ll not back out of this one-!
*an hour later*
Sam, in the fetal position rocking back and forth: I can’t do this! I can’t do this! I can’t do this! I’m a horrible person! I should not be doing this!
The weavers watching all this go down:
Benny, concerned: should we… should we do something or…?
Tim, worried: I… I don’t know…
Tom: … I kind of feel bad.
Lilian: me too.
Caleb: me three
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I had this idea for a long while.
In this au as the title says, it swaps the roles of our protagonists as well as the normal characteristics of no way out and the normal game too.
(Protagonistic swap)
don't think,
RUN.
I hate how late I am to Wick's birthday anniversary, but better late than never. Happy birthday Wick.
(I do have the second chapter soon, this fan fic is an honor to my first favorite horror game and the first fandom I interacted long ago.)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
There were once two girls, Andrea and Nancy. They were part of Pine Creek Summer Camp, an escape for the time being to have sun and precious fun. That is only they have gotten too curious over the gate in the old Weaver's property...
I also have a little cover for it:
𝕴𝖉𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖍 - 𝕭𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖘
Beware the Ides of March,
Don't let naivety and pride consume you,
Don't let the fact that I'm beside you enlighten you,
For I lie awake in bed,
With these evil thoughts consuming my head,
Blacken my heart and corrupt my head,
Wishing and just hoping that you'd end up dead,
I wish to drive my hand into your chest,
Rip your heart out and bash open your head,
For I stand in your shadow,
To be near you reminds me I'm flawed,
You're the pinnacle of perfection,
Created by God,
And I stand in your shadow,
And watch you let your heart swell with such pride,
You wear your crown,
Rear your ugly head at me,
Condemn and belittle me,
Build a wall around me so you could encompass me,
Keep me in this dark place while you rule your empire with faux ego,
For you and I both know you're no hero,
Your crown was gained through my tears and pain,
These night I spent agonizing,
Yet it was for your gain,
I did everything by you,
I loved you, lied for you,
You're my brother and if you asked I'd die for you,
Rip my heart out and serve of a platter just to stay beside you,
For we are from the same cursed womb,
The same damned sex,
You may be king now,
But they'll soon call me Rex,
We are of each other,
We are brothers,
Same fate, same lines,
Yet you wish to sing a different rhyme?
You wish to divert your fate, to keep your place,
While I say in your shadow,
As Brutus, your mere muse,
You're my self made poet,
My creator, my king,
You rule me and use me,
For your actings and wild flings,
And I watch you,
I watch as you puppet me,
And pray for my demise,
Pray my fate be wicked,
An untimely death for me is what you desire,
And I wish so too Julius
I wish you would just die
Just disappear from my life,
And set me free from these confines,
You restrain me from glorious fate,
But I sit patiently and I'll wait,
Until I cant anymore,
I'll wrap my hands with love around your neck,
Plung that dagger in your chest,
I'll then take my rightful place,
Not as Brutus, not as Tomothy,
But as Timas, as Rex.
For @yellowtails420 , part one of a gift that was supposed to be out in a looonnnnnnnggggg time
Hello, just passing by to say Happy new year for everybody! Hope you have a great 2025!
Have a little meme I just did for a new wick AU (that I don't know if I'll post here or not)
Sorry for the bad quality, I did it on my phone and I don't draw here in years loo