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den-of-the-jadewizard · 2 years ago

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Enemies to lovers dialogue ~

I'm a sucker for the enemies to lovers trope and therefore I present few prompts to help give birth to more ships in this trope !!it's miscellaneous,I hope ya like it...

"That night was a mistake and you know that...-I-it was a moment of vulnerability! We were both overcome by stupid emotions..."

Enemies don't kiss each other like that! Enemies don't crave the touch of each other! "

Shut up! and wipe that smirk off your face before I do it myself! Oh yeah? Why don't you come over and do it with your lips hm?

I can't stop thinking about that...kiss.

I said you're beautiful ok?! Jeez, do you have something wrong with your hearing?

"They say forbidden fruits taste the best. Then that explains why you taste so f***king delicious to me. "

Who did this to you?! Who hurt you like this? TELL ME!!!

Are you crazy?! What if someone saw us?! But I missed you...

Hey, look at me. You are going to be alright. I'm here for you ok?

This doesn't change anything. You know I still hate you.

Did I make your heart flutter hm? Haha, you look like a tomato!

This isn't right! We are not supposed to be like this! I'm not supposed to have feelings for my enemy!

You're so adorable when you blush!!

Nightmares again? Ya want me to keep you company?

W-why did you kiss me?

I'll break your neck if you kiss me like that again! .ohh, feisty. That's what I like.

Why didn't you tell me you were wounded?!

Why would you love me?! I'm not worthy of being loved! All I do is hurt the people I care about!

I don't think I can hold back anymore.

Do you know what pisses me off?! It's that I still care about you. I still love you even after all the shit you put me through.

You. Are. Mine .

Wait - was that your first time ?! You're a virgin??!

Why do I remember kissing you?

Your cheesy flirting won't work on me. Oh really? Then why are you blushing?

Oh yeah? Why don't you come over here and make me?

I always knew that you'd one day fall for me. But I didn't expect you to be at my feet this early.

I never meant to hurt you...please come back to me.

I'll wait for you. I'll wait for you to come to me.

Shut up before I kiss you again!!

What the hell are you doing in my apartment?! Wait- are you drunk?! Nooooooooooo...* Giggles*

Oh my god, why are you bleeding so much?! This isn't what you mean by a small wound!!

No one is allowed to kill you except me you understand? Stop getting into stupid fights!

Wait- you mean I took your first kiss?!

You have five seconds to pull away before I change my mind. I don't want you regretting this kiss

You have no idea how much... I hate you.No idea...

I'm not going to hold back anymore. I'm going to make you mine.

Open your eyes, damnit!!! Don't you die on me like this! I won't allow you...!

God...you're like a drug to me. So beautiful yet so...intoxicating .

Why are you being so nice to me? Don't tell me you've already fallen for me.

You have no idea how long I've waited to kiss you like this... To touch you like this...

I hate you!! Oh, I know you love me ~

I know I'm not supposed to be like this... But it feels so right.

Why don't you come closer and let me show you how it's done, sweetheart.

Did I ever tell you, you look cute when you're angry? Because that's how you look right now. Like a cute angry bunny.

S-shut up !! I'm not blushing! You are!!!

No, I'm not leaving you behind again. I won't lose you a second time.

I have never wanted anyone as much as I wanted you.

" This is wrong... I-I can't love you... We're supposed to mortal enemies !

Oh my gosh, did I make the stoic, emotionless A, blush, hmm?

I hate you, right? I'm supposed to hate you... But why can't I anymore?

Why won't you just admit it?! I know you feel the same way I do.

I'm never leaving you alone again.Not this time.

Stop caring about me okay?! I never asked you to have feelings for me!

- It's because I care about you ok ?!Why is that so hard to believe?!!

Why is your face so red,babe? Am I too hot for ya ?

Haha,I love to see your reaction. You're such a fun tease.

How do you expect me to not fall for you when you keep behaving like that?

Wait - you guys betted on us to become a couple ?! I thought you were my friends?! How could you ?T-this literally one of the top ten anime betrayals!!!

You're making it hard to resist kissing you when you look like that.

Ahh,stop attacking me so much...! Shut up , I know you love my kisses.

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den-of-the-jadewizard · 2 years ago

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Whumptober: Day Four: I see the danger, it's written there in your eyes

A/N: YOU TAKE THE MOON AND YOU TAKE THE MOON AND YOU TAKE THE MOON AND YOU TAKE THE MOON AND YOU TAKE THE MOON AND YOU TAKE THE MOON AND YOU TAKE THE-

Or Moon gets some bad news and Rivulet has to do something they really don't want to do.

It was an average cycle...at least for Ruffles.

Water flooded into Moon's systems, willingly this time as her cooling system tried to keep up with the pure overwhelming anxiety she felt. It honestly felt like she was having the iterator equivalent of a panic attack right then. Her systems hitched, a low buzzing emanating from her puppet.

Something crawled into her lap, she flinched but quickly realized that it was Ruffles. She clung tightly to them as they made strange sounds of what could be attempts at comforting her. Eventually the panic subsided, and she lessened her grip.

Ruffles stayed on her lap for a while longer, looking up at her, they seemed a bit worried about her still. Clearly whatever that was could not have been good for her. A lot of things weren't.

"I'm fine, Ruffles," She lied, "You don't have to worry."

One of their brows raised, doubt on their face. Moon paused, anxiety biting her once more, but she buried it down. She couldn't tell them what she knew, what she just found out today. It would break their heart; she couldn't let it happen.

"It's okay," she said, attempting to more convince herself rather than them.

It would be fine. They would be long gone before it became an issue to her.

They still didn't seem to believe her, however they squirmed out of her grip, moving to the far side of the island, where they kept some left-over fruits for dinner. They slowly munched on the fruit, Ruffles doing anything slow was unusual, and Moon has never seen anyone eat so anxiously before.

Oh, Ruffles...

She froze, something catching her optics, hot pink lurking near her chamber, she silently alerted Ruffles to it as well in case of it being a predator. Both stared out of the chamber's damaged hull, waiting for it to show itself.

To their surprise, it was an overseer. However, it was one Moon had not recognized. It hadn't belonged to anyone of her local group, it was quite unusual to see an overseer so far from its iterator as well.

It was quite mysterious really.

"H-hello, I do not recognize who you are from, overseer," She stuttered a bit, "I suppose there is not much here for you or who is watching behind your lens. My coms have been down for quite some time as well."

The overseer took this information in, nodding strictly in affirmation, then it looked to Ruffles who was cocking their head to the side like a confused lizard pup. The overseer made a strange warbling noise, to which the slugcat perked up at, chirping at it.

It made sounds and they replied, it was clear they understood one another somehow. Moon watched them chatter with one another, musing that someone else from other far lands had somehow made a translator for these creatures.

She had to admit that she was slightly jealous of its ability to communicate with slugcats. It would be practical if not at least recreative to understand them.

The overseer nudged itself towards Moon while warbling what sounded like a question. It took a moment for Ruffles to reply, but then they suddenly dropped to the floor making mock explosion noises.

Moon pondered this interaction for a whole minute, but then it clicked, it wondered what had happened to her.

"I've suffered a total structural collapse due to a... drought that had occurred some time ago," She rattled off numerous damages, as well as error codes they would find interesting if they could decode it.

The overseer nodded at her, seeming to understand the graveness of her state, then it looked to Ruffles again with a sound. They perked up at whatever it said to them, they gazed back and forth from Moon to it several times, before they warbled in awe and asked something.

It nodded at them, then it said something that made them flinch in response. The world itself seemed to slow as they stood there wide eyed, it seemed it wasn't anything good that was said.

It looked at Moon again almost morosely, then the overseer almost threw itself to the side to avoid a rock that was chucked at it.

Both it and Moon stared as Ruffles heaved, their slick fur bristling and their body writhing in apparent agitation. Then they got in front of Moon; arms outstretched in defense of her.

The overseer made another sound, placating.

Ruffles snarled at it.

It said another word before it turned and left them both.

They panted for a moment, lingering for a bit longer before trudging back to Moon and laying against her side. Ruffles sighed grumpily.

What could've possibly gotten into them? Moon pondered. What did it say that incurred such wrath in them? Maybe she would never know, but it was clear it was not good, and it had upset them greatly. She placed comforting hand against their back.

"Ruffles... The cycle is almost over. It's not safe here, you should take shelter."

They only huffed in response.

Moon hummed. They could stay a few minutes more she supposed.

...

Her systems shuttered, metaphorical heart dropping when she got the news from her status report. No... this couldn't be happing, and so soon? Now? Was this some sick joke the ancients were playing on her?

She thought she had more time, but she didn't.

It was too late now.

Moon sat there on her little island. On the outside she seemed calm, but she was screaming on the inside. She was almost as terrified as the time she was when she collapsed. It should've been expected really at some point, it was a long time coming for her.

She just couldn't believe after all this time, and after everything that this would happen.

The sound of something splashing into the water broke her out of her stupor. Ruffles approached her island, carrying a pearl for her to read.

Moon tried to ignore how she felt as she automatically rattled on what was written on the pearl. It almost worked, she could almost forget, almost pretend that she wouldn't-

She screeched in pain as her sight flashed red with errors, her puppet convulsing on the floor in a seizure, pearl left forgotten on the ground. Ruffles rushed towards her, franticly whining in concern. Moon just laid there even after gaining reason back, she numbly gazed at them for long while. Eventually she sat up, gazing down at her island.

"I'm not okay," She admits finally, dragging circles in the sand with her digits. "I didn't want to tell you...that everything you did was for nothing and I..."

She sighed, resting her hands on her knees.

"I'm dying, Ruffles."

The admission went through them like bolt of lightning, the whole world stopped and seemed to spin at the same time, their heart had clearly shattered, like a cyan lizard smashing through a glass pane.

Ruffles cocked their head to the side, wabbling franticly like a drowning creature, a question she knew without words.

Why!?

Moon was reluctant to say, avoiding their gaze. She didn't want to, but she knew they wouldn't just let this go. Finally, she relented.

"You know how Pebbles is sick?" She started, "And how you gave me that power orb from him? Some of his sickness snuck onto it before you got there..." She trailed off.

Ruffles paused, thinking in concentration as they mulled over her words, trying to understand what she meant.

Their legs bucked underneath themselves sending them onto their haunches, horror washed over all of their features as they stared at nothing, chest rising and falling rapidly in apparent hyperventilation, the realization had stuck them with an unrelenting terror.

Ruffles had killed Moon.

Inadvertently.

"It's not your fault, Ruffles!" Moon pleaded, "It's not your fault."

They slowly moved their gaze up to stare at her, horror still etched onto their face.

"I didn't want you to know...to grieve me and morn. I simply thought...I thought I had more time."

Ruffles limbs grew slack, shoulders slumping as their expression grew grave. They then did a gesture with their hands, small fingers flexing back and forth.

How long do you have left?

"I feel the strain in my systems is a more aggressive and faster growing version of Pebble's rot. Perhaps it had adapted to his attempts to rid himself of it..." She cut her musings off with a sigh, an estimate coming to her in quick fashion, "Five cycles at most."

For the third time this cycle another shock smashed into them. That was not very long at all, considering how quick cycles seemed to be now a days.

"I- it's not safe here, Ruffles...you should leave-"

The slugcat lunged and buried themselves into her arms. They made heart wrenching whines as they held on tight to the iterator. Moon couldn't help but break down as well holding on to them just as tightly and for the first time in a long while...

She cried over the tragedy of it all.

...

The next few cycles were spent awkwardly.

Ruffles refused to leave Moon's side till the rain came once again and they had to part. Moon reasoned that even when she died, that they still wouldn't leave till the rot had consumed every inch of her and leave nothing left to morn.

The thought was heartbreaking enough on its own.

They grieved of course until they're tears were spent, then they sat in the silence trying to enjoy what was left of their time together. There were moments where they could just pretend everything was fine, that they would always see each other on the next cycle. Joy was had rarely as the thought of it all ending soon always damped it, snuffing it out quick as it happened.

There were times where Moon caught Ruffles staring at her strangely, as if they were pondering about something.

Then on the last cycle it happened again, this time very early as well. They stared at Moon again, but this time it was different, she could tell. That look unnerved her greatly, she couldn't place why. As the gaze continued to bore down on her, her biological side screamed at her that this wasn't right, her logical side concluded her feelings however.

Ruffles was staring at her like a predator, her body treating them like they were a threat to her wellbeing.

They started to breath heavily all of sudden, their tiny fists balling as they glared at the ground. It was all concerning.

"R-Ruffles...?" She stuttered out, nervousness clear on her tone.

They sighed hard, body unclenching and after a moment they suddenly looked up at her again, this time their expression was determined anger, as if they had steeled themselves for a hard task that had to be done.

As they slowly approached her, Moon writhed backing as far away from them as arm would let her, soon her legs futilely kicked across the sand unable to gain more ground from them.

"Ruffles, you're scaring me!" She claimed, "What are you-!"

They went around her till they stood behind her, staring at her back where her wires were.

"No! You shouldn't go back there it's-"

Ruffles grabbed one of her wires and yanked as hard as they could.

Moon screamed, warnings flashed into her mind, the pain overwhelmed all and any senses, it was one of the worst pains she had ever felt, and she had suffered much agony before.

When she came back from the blinding pain, she found herself on the floor, tears blurring her optics. Ruffles stood there next to her, one of her cords dislodged entirely in their hands, they let it drop to the floor and gave her a sympathetic glance before getting behind her again and grabbing another wire.

"Don't-!"

They yanked another out sending her back into the agony again.

In a pain induced panic, she lunged at the slugcat, intending to stop them at all costs, but it was clear Ruffles was far stronger than her and after a quick struggle she found herself pinned to the ground.

They laid on her back, their hands and feet pinning her limbs down, tail slapped upon her head, preventing all and any movement.

As she felt their teeth sink into the next wire, the horrible realization that there was nothing she could do washed over Moon like the rain. She could do nothing but scream and writhe under the torment her friend was causing to her.

She felt utterly helpless.

"W-hy...doing-doing this-s-s?" She stuttered out, voice horse and glitching out, "Ru-ru-ffles...please-se-se..."

The pain was started to fade, dulling as the errors quickly became less frequent as well, eventually stopping altogether, she would've found it strange if the pain and grief didn't eat her alive.

The last thing Moon felt was Ruffles sinking their teeth into the final cord on her back, then nothing.

...

The first thought that came to Moon was that she did not expect to ever wake again after all of that...

All of that?

She stilled when the memories came flooding back, the sight of Ruffles standing on the far side of the island filling her with anger.

"YOU!!!"

Moon pointed an accusatory finger at them, they flinched under her gaze, almost shrinking. Despite the lingering ache of her body, she furiously made her way towards them to give them a piece of her mind.

"HOW COULD YOU!?" She demanded.

With every step she took, Ruffles took another one back, till eventually they slipped and fell backwards into the water. They quickly rightened themselves to glance guiltily at Moon and then avoid her gaze.

She continued to approach them, screaming.

"I TRUSTED YOU! AND-"

She could feel as if she were about to cry but her mood snapped, mild surprise overcoming her as she noticed the feeling of cool water up to her neck. She glanced down, she was in the water.

What...?

But how? Her arm couldn't reach that far...unless.

Moon looked behind her and everything that happened became clear to her.

Her umbilical cord lay on the island barren and empty. She wasn't attached to it anymore.

How could this be?

Ruffles warbled next to her worriedly.

"...That's what they suggested, wasn't it?"

The lack of answer said everything she needed to know.

#whumptober2023 #no.4 #lyric #Reluctant Whumper #altprompt #rain world #fic #robot pain?#never thought riv would be a whumper but well here we are #looks to the moon #rivulet

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den-of-the-jadewizard · 2 years ago

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Whumptober: Day Three: No-one there except the moon

A/N: So, this one is a rain world fic, yay. Don't feel very nice today for reasons, but I had this written some time ago so here you are. <:3

BSM: Date: X/XX/XXXX

I wish I labeled each of these journal entrees when I started so long ago. I don't even know the date anymore.

I suppose it doesn't really matter now, does it?

This transmission is nothing but a text file in what is left of my files, I'm not sure anyone other than myself is reading this. As usual I will leave a note so that I will not forget who I am and what has happened.

I am Looks To The Moon, I'm an iterator, the eldest of my local group. I had collapsed when, as No Significant Harassment would've put it, Five Pebbles stole my drink. I only pity him now, as he suffers as much as I have.

I'm uncertain if the others are still active or not, but I know Pebbles is still functional, but for how long? I do not know. The rot is a cancer that eats away at everything, it's hunger never truly sated.

His Overseer sometimes visits, but that's far and few between, as if he is awkward around me, wanting to speak but yet unwilling and unable to. That's fair considering all that has happened.

A sense of nostalgia for a time long since passed came to me recently, I'm uncertain as to how or why. I remember scolding of a young ancient who had snuck into my chambers to put cheap decals on my walls.

The memory was only bittersweet now, I found myself morosely musing that I would not mind if someone defiled my ruined chamber with stickers.

It's quite lonely out here, unable to communicate with the outside world, stuck waiting for something to happen, for someone to visit me.

It's been a long time since I've seen one of those relatives of the Pipe Cleaners. I quite missed the feeling of their soft warm bodies resting against my side as I read them a pearl they had found.The cycles seemed to blend like paint, mixing together into a dull grey.

I would boot up when the water drained from my systems enough and then I would do nothing. Just simply sit on my small island and wait.

There was not much to do, I would be there until the rain started once more to flood my systems yet again. I had researched about drowning victims' experiences and strangely they were accurate, even to an iterator like myself. This would send me into shut down until I woke the next cycle, and it would all repeat ad nauseum.

However, something very peculiar happened a few cycles ago.

I saw the moon.

No, the irony of my name is not lost on me. Through my ruined chambers I could see the sky up above, free as if taunting me while I was still trapped in this husk.

Sometimes I could see the sun...but never the moon. The rain often came before the night.

I was alarmed when it didn't. The world had changed to dark, the sky a brilliant dark blue among the clouds above.

I had gone from fear of not having enough water, to having too much and now back again to fear of never having another drop. The fear was unfounded as the rain started again late into the night.

Warnings and error screens popped up in my head as I cringed from the pain of my systems being flooded again. I could never get used to it, the feeling of every fiber of your being screaming that it wanted to live despite not being able to do a single thing about it.

But it only lasted for a moment, before the strange tranquility washed over me. Caught in the silent in-between of life and death.

It's through this haze that I noticed its light shining through my ruined interior and through the water's depths.

I gazed up and saw it...the moon.

The scene was clear, crisp, a beautifully morbid painting on a sliver border deep in my psyche. I couldn't stop thinking of its magnificence. I had seen my same sake many times before but never in person.

It brought back an ancient longing I had buried quite some time ago. I wanted to be free, to venture into the open world and leave the ruins of my dying body.

Sometimes I find myself wishing I had been born as something else, perhaps a slugcat? A scavenger? Or even a lizard?

The world was dangerous, the fight for survival the only thing that kept them all running.

I could take the risks and the numerous pains. I would take it all in stride. I would never take for granted the freedom I had then.

But alas it was only a dream, a mid-day musing on a lonely cycle.

I think I've wrote down all that needed to be mentioned. I've nothing else to add, should I need to I'll be back again, perhaps sooner than I thought.

-BSM

#whumptober2023 #no.3 #lyric #rain world #fic #drowning

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den-of-the-jadewizard · 2 years ago

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Whumptober: Day Two; You won't call back

"I'll miss you when you go..."

A/N: Just a small dive into Pixel's psyche. Was meant to be longer but I kinda didn't like the latter half and didn't write it.

Pixel could picture it now, a chapel of blue and black. A funeral just for him, a final send off. He'd be lucky even if a row of seats were filled, a full house would only be a pipe dream, the best-case scenario.

They would cry, everyone would, cause that's just what you do at a wake; you cry. Anyone who showed up likely wouldn't even know him, it would've only been pity for some misfortunate soul who was simply lost to time, a casualty. Give it a week and they would all forget him.

No one ever truly knew Pixel, and the only one who did was long gone by now. Swift came at second place, he would surely morn him longer than most, but even he didn't know him on the deepest level. Swift would move on eventually, because that's what everyone did. You can't waste all your time on someone who's not there anymore, someone who won't care that you care for them.

Someone who can't care anymore, cause they're dead.

Pixel found himself sitting up front staring at casket up by the pulpit. A beautiful garden's worth of flowers strung up like streamers, brightened up by the stained glass windows, a beautiful sight as it was.

He stood and without a word walked up to the front. No one paid him any mind, he felt much like a ghost. He knew what he would find when he gazed into the casket. It was strange seeing himself in there, laying in a bed of flowers, eyes shut in a peaceful sleep he would never wake from.

He knew all of this weren't real. Ghosts didn't exist and there was nothing after death. This was just another messed up dream of his, or a hallucination, that's all.

Pixel blinked, suddenly finding himself somewhere else. He didn't question the dream for more than a passing thought, getting to his feet and gazing around the wilderness he was in currently. The sunrise rose over the trees, giving a comforting atmosphere to it all. The skies were red; he wondered if a storm would occur later on.

#whumptober2023 #no.2 #lyric #OC #fic #no warnings #That weird moment when you dream about your funeral #Unified

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den-of-the-jadewizard · 2 years ago

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Whumptober: Day One; I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.

"But you're already gone..."

A/N: This one's a bit rusty, and doesn't feel whumpy enough for me, but that's okay. It gets better.

This is the FNAF AU for the cast of Unified, my comic about shape people. Since I'm hyper fixed on Unified, a lot of these one shots are about them.

"Brother...?"

Bracer stilled, almost bristling as he heard Swift's meek and concerned tone. He didn't dare move his gaze from the corkboard in front of him. He didn't answer him either, hoping his silence was enough to get the point across that he wanted to be left alone right now.

"We've talked about this..."

He put a hand up to cut Swift off. Of course, he wouldn't take the hint. Bracer huffed a sigh, reply curt and to the point.

"I don't want to hear it."

"It wasn't your fault-"

"You've told me a million times already."

"It's true."

"I know that."

"I don't believe you. You've been running yourself ragged for the past month on this, Bracer. The case has been closed-"

"It's not!" Bracer slammed the table and whipped around to face him, snarling.

Swift flinched at the sudden outburst.

"You're a hypocrite, Swift," he rebuked him, "The hell is this any different from the cold case

you've been deadlocked on for four fucking years!?"

"Least we had a lead, but here we knew what had happened how it malfunctioned-"

"-No, I'm not going to listen to whatever you're spewing. If you're here to do that then get the hell out of my house..."

"Bracer, I-"

"Get out," He took a step towards him, Swift taking a step back, "...now."

Bracer took another step, and he took another back as well, this continued till they were out the door, Swift franticly tried once more to convince him.

"Brother, please! I knew they meant quite a lot to you but..." Swift trailed off upon seeing his shocked and then outraged expression.

Bracer trembled in rage, the simple sentence tipping him off. How could he possibly know what he was feeling right now? How dare he...

"YOU KNOW NOTHING OF MY LIFE!!!" He screamed at him. "How could you possibly know!? When you've been gone for most my fucking life!?!"

Swift reared back, almost like he was just shot. The words cut deep but Bracer couldn't stop himself, wouldn't, not this time.

"Bracer, I- I'm..."

"They were a better family than you ever were..." He said coldly, venom dripping off his tongue.

Bracer did not waste time in staring at Swift's shocked expression. He slammed the door in his face before turning to flee down the hall, charging into his room and slamming his door behind him as well.

He screamed, throwing any objects in reach against the walls and across the room. He couldn't control himself any longer, he couldn't stand it.

His voice cracked, throat feeling as if it was being torn in two. He yelled at the top of his lungs, sounding as if he was being murdered, it was a wonder no one called the police. He didn't care about anything but the rage...the hurt.

He threw himself onto his bed, screaming and clawing into the sheets, his body thrashing as if trying to bury itself into it.

Why did they have to visit that damn restaurant!?

WHY!?

It should've been him.

'It' wanted him.

Not them.

So why?

Grief crashed into him like a freight train. He sobbed bitterly into the sheets, body heaving in vain attempt to calm himself.

He wanted them back...

He just...wanted them.

Just...

...

Bracer wasn't sure when he had cried himself to sleep, it surely didn't matter. It wasn't the first time he did so and probably won't be the last either.

It all shifted into a deep-seated numbness as he laid on his side. He was spent from last night, it had all been too much, not just this but all of it had. He glanced at his closed door, a sense of longing hitting him. Part of him expecting them to just knock on the door and walk in.

He sighed, closing his eyes again. He doubts he'll have the strength to even get out of bed today, much less continue with the investigation.

He was left alone with only his thoughts to keep him company.

Alone...

Swift...

Bracer had probably drove away the only living person who cared about him anymore. He had no hard feelings about his past, he was angry and just saying whatever without a sense of tact. He noted to apologize whenever he met with him next, if he ever did.

However, the case still had not made any sense to him. He didn't want to let go of it, he needed to know why it happened. Animatronics don't normally have a bite strength hard enough to kill anyone, it would go against every law of common sense for any company at all, it had to be intentional in some way. Plus, with the numerous other cases of tragedy happening in many different franchises, it all had to be connected in some way as well.

His head started to ache again, he was straining to think, he felt terrible. He huffed a sigh again, and stopped thinking, just lying there helplessly numb to the world outside his bedroom.

He'll figure this out...

Even if it kills him.

He owes them that much.

#whumptober2023 #no.1 #lyric #OC #fic #cuss words #Unified #fnaf au #yes fnaf au but it feels enough from fnaf that I put it just as OCs #angst #emotional whump

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