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“I hated myself … But then, you… Showed up. And my outlook just, changed.”

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a-and then… and then pomni hugged him…

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Kingerrrrrrrrr 😭😭😭

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INCREDIBLY bold of Jax to claim to be the funny one when this happened in the exact same episode

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reblog and put in the notes what your favorite niche background warrior cat is. and i don't mean like nightcloud or berrynose i mean like dig deep

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average dark forest trainee experience during a full moon gathering

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whatever

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"Take a seat, the party's about to begin"

Happy 11th Anniversary, FNAF!!

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Guys the 15th.

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a little writing inspired by Rag Dolly (1984 musical)!

so I watched the original Rag Dolly last night and, while it did have issues (the pedophilia subplot and the racism) and I will say I probably prefer the writing of the revival by the RARE, I still loved it! it was so strange and surreal and fever dream like, which are all qualities I love in a story

anyway one scene that particularly bothered me was that Andy didn't seem to have much reaction to Ann sacrificing herself at the end. so I decided to rewrite that part! this is a very messy first draft and I'll definitely clean it up and rewrite it before posting it on ao3. I also feel i should mention that the detail of Andy giving his paper flower to Ann is from the RARE's revival, I loved that little detail too much to not include it here :]

anyway enough yapping here's the piece

"A candy heart," said the Doll Doctor- who was apparently actually Marcella's dad? Andy hadn't quite processed this information yet.

The ragtag group of adventurers- Ann, Andy, Baby, Panda, the Camel, Marcella- waited with bated breath for the Doll Doctor- Poppa- whatever- to continue speaking. The man in scrubs wrung his hands together, averting his eyes from everyone else.

He sighed, then continued. "A candy heart that says 'I love you'. Who would have such a heart on them?"

Before Andy could even think about it- before he had a moment to process this as well, this night had been so crazy he could barely wrap his head around it- the words were out of his mouth.

"She does."

Andy regretted the words immediately, and a part of him would continue to regret them for long after, as though if he'd just shut his dumb mouth for once and stayed quiet he could've changed what happened next. As though there was any universe where Ann wouldn't willingly give up her life for someone she loved.

Ann- his sister, the person he was closest to, who he could rely on no matter what, who he loved more than anything-

-and who was currently brushing her gloved hand over her heart, a deeply considerate look on her face, and as Andy watched this he felt dread creeping over him. In the back of his mind he knew that there was only way this could end.

But Andy wouldn't let fate win without a fight. He stood up, starting toward his sister, a million thoughts running through his mind-

Isn't there another way? pleaded the irrationally hopeful part of him.

She can't, she can't, she can't, chanted the part of him that was still in denial.

Why can't someone else give up their heart for Marcella? demanded the selfish part of him.

I want to go home, cried the part of him that was just so tired, the rag box was dusty and boring and he'd give anything to be back there, safe and warm, where there was no dying child, no cold cellar, no doctors and diagnoses, no screams of slaughtered animals, no sister about to sacrifice her life-

The sum of all these thoughts came out of his mouth in two words.

"You can't."

Ann's head shot toward him, surprised. Everyone else in the room looked at Andy, putting him on the spot.

He stumbled to explain himself. "It's just- Annie, you can't. It's your heart, if you- if you lose it, then you-"

His sentence ended with a tremor in his voice. His lip was wobbling. He was going to cry. Andy couldn't even remember the last time he cried. He wiped the back of his hand across his face to obscure his tears from view.

"Andy…" Ann said softly. She stepped toward him, one hand outstretched, and for a fraction of a second Andy hated her. He hated that she was going to give up her life. He hated that she was leaving, he hated the stupid Doll Doctor and heart transplants and illness-

-and then Ann wrapped him up in a hug, and all his worries disappeared and he was suddenly the carefree, younger version of himself that he'd been before this journey.

"I have to do this," Ann murmured. "It's the only way to save everyone."

Andy clung to her like a scared kid. He clutched the familiar blue fabric of her dress, his head buried in her shoulder. There, out of sight of everyone else, he finally allowed himself to cry. He cried until Ann gently pulled away from the hug, still holding both his hands with hers.

Andy wiped the tears from his face with his gloved hand. "I love you, Annie," he said in a choked voice.

Ann smiled sadly at him. She began to hum.

Candy hearts and paper flowers

Sunshine days and skies of blue

Rhymes and songs we sing for hours

Words to say I love you true…

She hugged him again, whispered "I love you, Andrew, little brother."

And then she began to walk off. She ripped her heart out of her chest and pushed it into Marcella's hand, urging the child to eat it. Marcella refused at first, but soon gave in.

Andy watched as Marcella swallowed his sister's heart. Part of him felt despair. A small, quiet part of him was just glad it was finally over.

General D waited at the top of the steps of the cellar, tapping his foot and eyeing a wristwatch. He had places to be, probably, being the reaper of all souls or whatever. When Ann finally turned away from her friends and began to walk up the steps, General D looked up with his arms crossed and an impatient look.

"Ann," Andy said, his voice barely a whisper.

Fate won, then.

Andy couldn't change what happened. But there was one thing he could still do for his sister. One little thing.

"Annie, wait."

Ann looked back. "Andy," she said, close to tears. "I'm sorry, but I have to go now-"

"I know," Andy cut in. "I'm- I'm not trying to stop you. Promise. I just- I want you to have something before you…"

He trailed off. At the top of the stairs General D scoffed and rolled his eyes. Both siblings ignored him.

From his pocket, Andy withdrew a paper flower. The ends of the white petals had become a little torn and frayed from all the time it'd spent in his pocket. He held it delicately toward his sister.

Ann's eyes widened. She extended trembling hands. Andy dropped the flower into her waiting grasp.

"Are you sure?" she said in a hushed tone. "It's your lucky charm-"

"I'm sure."

Ann held the flower close to where her heart used to be. "Thank you, Andy."

Her voice was beginning to be light and shaky, and Andy could see the color already fading from her rosy cheeks. She turned to address the entire group. "I have to go now, everyone. Farewell."

She waved. She turned around and headed up the stairs. She disappeared with General D.

And it was over.

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is the world ready for the new brand of terror blumhouse will manufacture by unleashing this fucking thing on the big screen

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MARIONNETTE?!? CHARLIE?!! THE TOYS?!??! VHS!?!?!?!?? MANGLE?!?!?! SPRINTTRAP?!??! FLASHBACKS?!??!!?! MASK MECHANIC?!!!?! THE WITHEREDS!?!?!?!?!?OOAJSJHSHSHSHSHEHE

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Annie

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Day 154 - Ladder from Cuphead

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FROM THE BIBLE??!?

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big day for Raggedy Ann and Andy (1983) fans

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Hmmm…now what this?