#that plush is oddly familar..

[drop-dead-dino]

⭐️ Finally done, wooooh!!! ⭐️

Throwing my existing FNAF sona into @wyervan ‘s Slasher AU!

Just in case the font is hard to read, I’ll put their info here too!:

Rylee, Final Girl Sona for DCA Slasher AU!

27 | Any Pronouns | Genderfluid, Biromantic Demisexual

Info:

-5’2

-Struggles with anxiety and chronic GI pain.

-Often rambles when nervous or excited, talks a lot with hands.

-Horror movie and popcorn enjoyer.

-Skateboard is her only mode of transportation, can’t drive.

-Works at the theater across the street from the Arcade, their boss is a dick.

-Visits the arcade to play the games when on break.

-Becomes friendly with the two weirdos who own the place.

-Is after a unique red gator plush stuck in a claw machine that is near impossible to win.

(Moon purposefully jams it in difficult to reach spots just to mess with her.)

Extra info and whatnot that’s been swimming around in my dome piece under the cut:

-A bad GI flare up leads to an incident of calling into work last minute, pissing off her boss.

-Next day he’s shouting at her outside the theater, causing a scene, and then snaps their skateboard.

-He goes missing a few days later, wonder what happened 🤔.

-“I mean, it is kinda nice that he’s not around to scream his head off at everyone—But he was signing my pay checks so—Also, I need the money for a new board…”

-Oops, Sun feels a bit of guilt suddenly

-🌙”..Why not work here?..”

-“Oh—?! You guys are hiring? I-I mean, are you sure??”

-☀️(Moon, you absolute genius) “But of course, Starshine! What are friends for! Besides, the extra help is much appreciated! And, if I’m being completely honest here, ahehe..needed.” (kids aren’t known for their ability to clean up after themselves.)

-Gets hired at the arcade, hell yeaaah.

-Tho the theater is closed, Rylee can still get in and knows how to operate the projectors. Horror movie night in an abandoned theater anyone?

-Rylee’s bafflingly oblivious to Sun and Moon’s extra curricular activities on the nights they’re not available to hang.

-“What’s with the rusty stains on their clown costumes? Maybe face paint? When they worked as circus clowns, did they get pelted with tomatoes? Or is it ketchup? Yeah, bet it’s ketchup.”

-They’ve slipped up plenty of times, in small ways sure, but you’d think she’d catch on by now.

-Wouldn’t narc if she did find out what they’ve been up to, does it look like she likes cops?? But she wouldn’t necessarily be cool with what they’ve been doing either—

-The pair would become a source of unease for sure, but also intrigue and mystery..They’re only killing bad people..right?? It’s fine as long as they don’t involve her in their morbid shenanigans. Foreshadowing—

-It would already be a confusing shitshow of emotions, but could you imagine how extra conflicting it would be if they all felt some sort of way for each other 🫣???

[hoshi-neko-hikari]

Next to her feet was a little doll with button eyes, a stitched kitten mouth, red yarn hair, and plush cat ears and tail. It looked oddly familar

(Know what, let’s do it!)

Stuffed!

@the-plushie-friendships

“Huh?”

Poof!

Hikari opened her eyes and looked at herself. “Eh-ehhhhhh?! Hikari ningyo?!”