#BAA au

[flowerboy4eva]

IS HOME A SHE?!?!? I GOTTA CHANGE THE DESIGN OF MY AU OMYGOODNESS

[dk-puppeteer]

Latest version of my welcome home oc named Lamby Baa I prefer their latest design and I hope to be able to draw a real ref for them

[daandyli0n]

so. got an idea for Another fnaf au, one that i like to call "Elizabeth's Toybox of Horrors"

@that-darn-clown if you're interested :]

long story short: Adrian died in Circus Baby instead of Elizabeth. viewing her brother as too much of a scaredy cat, she encourages him to get closer to Baby, only for him to get grabbed and killed instead. this still starts the domino effect of the fnaf timeline (well, my timeline, anyway) happening.

Liz practically becomes a shadow of who she once was. the bubbly, outgoing girl becomes quiet, withdrawn. the death of many children she and her brothers considered friends certainly didn't help. neither do the nightmares.

the day before they would go missing, Cassidy would pop by the Afton residence to give Elizabeth the plushie meant for her brother's birthday. she thanks them for it.

Cassidy never comes by the house again after that (at least, not alive, anyway...).

Elizabeth gains a morbid fascination for the animatronics, the very things that stole her brother from her (the brother she got killed, the brother she watched die before her very eyes). she'd watch the animatronics for hours on end, hardly moving. heck, even more, she sneaks into the Backstage area without her father's knowledge quite often. Michael doesn't bully her; he's honestly a bit creeped out by her, to be perfectly honest. she kinda scares him, nowadays...

she swears that she hears Cassidy's voice coming from the plushie she was gifted by them, telling her about what was happening around her, about her deepest thoughts and regrets.

but, most of all, it would tell her that her father was hiding something from her.

and the more she learns about the animatronics, the more she can't help but agree.

they didn't use to act like that before the..."disappearances."

so...what if they hadn't simply disappeared?

William brushes her off as she asks about it. but she presses him further: "The robots didn't act like that before, Daddy. We both know this. Why won't you tell me the truth?"

it's her ninth birthday. he took her to Freddy's.

she snuck into the Backstage again. she can smell the smell of death back there. Foxy is back there for repairs that day. she swears that she can see something in his mouth, inside of him...

there's a scream from back there. employees find her with a huge wound across one of her eyes.

Foxy bit her.

after a few days in the hospital, she awakens, mostly fine. she's blind in her left eye now, and she has a nasty scar from the bite, but she's alive. William talks about how Foxy is dangerous, this is why I've told you so many times now not to go back there, what if you got hurt even worse than that?

Elizabeth hardly even seems fazed. she looks up at him, smiling.

"It's fine, Daddy. Fritz told me he was sorry.

...He seemed really mad at you, though..."

William is left speechless. as is Michael.

(there's no way she could make that up. there's no way she could just randomly guess Fritz was Foxy.)

Michael leaves home, going to stay with Henry. Liz stays with her father.

Liz gets sent to a therapist, because (to a certain degree) maybe William could convince her (and himself) that this was all just her being mad about Adrian's death, as well as losing Charlie. she's just mad and bitter about what happened, so she's just making up some reason to still be mad at him.

(it was his faulty robot that killed Adrian, after all. why wouldn't she be mad about that, the therapist says. she feels like she can't truly forgive him for that, even if it was nothing more than a tragic accident. so she's just trying to find some more justifiable reason to still be mad. at least, that's what everyone else seems to tell her.)

but it doesn't manage to convince her.

it just makes her stop talking about it as openly.

she knows what she saw and heard that day. and...if Fritz and the others were in the robots at Freddy's...then...is Adrian...?

she grows up. she moves out in 1993.

a few years later, she goes to find her brother. she finds him, as well as several others.

she gets them out, all her insides still, well, inside. she starts working on robots of her own, just for fun.

but, she gets an idea. William practically killed these poor children (indirectly, because Funtimes, but still), don't they want vengeance?

turns out, they do. and Adrian, horrified and disgusted by what his father has done, wants to help them.

Elizabeth gets an idea, one that all of the Funtimes are on board with:

Why don't they go pay her dear old Daddy a visit? :)

(aka: Elizabeth lives, and becomes Michael Afton, But If He Were 10% More Unhinged. And Had An Army of Robots)

[nightfallartta]

Lambert when he lambs,,,,,,

[wolfwrathinshleepsclothing]

7 Days Of MetaJecra

Day 3: Fantasy

(I said I'd be making this it's own thing by day 3)

[momwool]

SORRY FOR SPAMMING! It’s just one of those days!

[thecrimsonrescue]

Crim and Scarr hustled and bustled through the rescue, Starting their early morning off well, Crim was simply getting Lotis situated on her arm. She went to turn until she heard the door make its familiar "Ding!"

"Welcome to the rescue! What can Iiiiiiii-"

She froze as she saw the family of three standing at the door, each smiling with their own flair.

The motherly smile belonged to Toriel, Whom they often called just called Mama Postiel.

A more confident smile from her teen son, Asriel, Lovingly referred to as Praziel.

Then lastly, The young daughter with an excited smile, Cariel, Often just called Baby Baa by the people around her.

"Crim! My dear, I'm glad to see you!"

Mama Postiel greeted as she walked over and wrapped her arms around her, giving her a tender hug before pulling back from the sheepish but happy Woman.

"Hey, Mama. Good to see you."

Crim returned, Scarr peeked in to see the family, a smile threatening to form on his features.

"Well well well, look who the Monsters dragged in. It's..."Goat" to see you all."

The air in the room changed instantly, The two kids groaned in annoyance, Their mother broke into a delighted laugh while Crim just shook her head, amused by her husband's humor.

"It's good to see you too, Scarr! I've missed you all...a skele-ton!"

You could basically hear the drums being banged on, The kids just groaned once again.

"Okay Okay, We'll stop. What you here for today, Pori?"

Scarr inquired, Mama Postiel beaming as she answered.

"Well, We're hoping to adopt a bitty! little Baby Baa has been doing so well since she got out of the hospital, so We wanted to get her a little friend, and possibly get them certified for service work. She'll need some help while she's not with us."

Crim seemed to light up, and she clapped her hands excitedly.

"That's wonderful! I have a few bitties that would be wonderful help! I can introduce you to them, Wanna come see them, Baby Baa?"

"Mhm! Yeah!"

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A while passed, They'd made their pick and Crim was gathering everything that would be going home with them.

"I hope you and this little Swan get along well, They seem to really like you!"

Crim smiled as she packed stuff into a bag, Baby Baa nodding quickly with a smile.

"Thank you, Crim!"

"You're very welcome, Baby. Just do me a big favor and keep getting better, yeah? Say hi to Doc for me next time you see that old man. and Praziel, Take care of your little sister for me, yeah?"

"I will, I promise!"

"You got it, Crim. Ain't nothin' happening to lil' sis on my watch."

Crim nodded with an approving hum before looking over to Scarr speaking with Mama Postiel, she walked on over and tuned into the conversation.

"So I have everything gathered and the itty bitty is ready to go."

Crim informed, Mama Postiel lit up as she gestured for her children to come closer.

"Perfect, Thank you so much."

Mama Postiel smiled and rubbed Praziel's head tenderly, Crim watched with a loving look, fond, almost longingly.

"You've got good children."

Crim said softly, Mama Postiel looking over as she saw the expression on her face.

"Thank you, My dear."

She then paused before a silly grin formed on her face, she exchanged looks with Scarr before speaking up.

"It'll be wonderful when you both have some! You'd be a wonderful Mother, Crim-"

"Ah! OKAY! I NEED TO MAKE SURE EVERYTHING IS INDEED TOGETHER, LET ME MAKE SURE EVERYTHING IS PERFECTLY TOGETHER, LOVE YOU, SEE YOU IN A SECOND-"

Crim quickly rushed off, Lotis wide-eyed as they dashed off at high speed, leaving Scarr, Mama Postiel, Praziel, and Baby Baa staring with both exasperated and confused looks.

"Fuuuuuck..."

[kas-who]

I draw Lamb from my au, it's male

[saints-blade]

so glad to see you are all enjoying my pokehermit au i have massive and horrible brainrot regarding it please feel free to ask me any questions about it at all

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Protector AU idea

Charlie and Vaggie taking a nap after all the running around together. Lucifer comes to check in on them and they are cuddling while asleep and Vaggie has her wings covering Charlie and Charlie has her tail wrapped around Vaggie. Lucifer has to stop from squealing them awake. It’s the first picture for an album of the two

Hi, silencetheloudsound!

Well.... now comes part 2....

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Protector 2: First Night

Lucifer: *carrying two very tired little girls on his hips as he makes his way to Charlie's room and the connected room adjacent to it* I didn't ask to be a single dad. Much less a single dad of two. The next time I see that fat f- udger, I'm gonna throttle him.

Charlie: *nuzzles into Lucifer's shoulder* Daddy... too noisy.... seepy time now....

Vaggie: *passed out over Lucifer's shoulder after being chased by a toddler demon princess with unadulterated crackhead energy for three hours* zzz..... zzz... zzz....

Lucifer: *shoulders open the guest bedroom and sets Vaggie down on the bed, tucking her in with one hand* There. Your brand new bedroom, and it's right next door to Charlie's.

Charlie: *blinks blearily* Daddy, won't she be scared when she wakes up? This is a new place.

Lucifer: I'm sure she'll be fine, sweetie. Now, let's get you to bed.

Later

Vaggie: *wakes up groggily and freezes as she takes in her surroundings. Tears prick at her eyes and a scared whimper escapes her lips*

Charlie: *still awake and reading a fairytale book* Hm? Razzle, Dazzle, did you hear that?

Razzle: Baa! *points to the door leading to Vaggie's room*

Dazzle: Baap! *scrapes the door with his hoof*

Charlie: *worried eyes as she stumbles out of bed and toddles over to the door, opening it a crack and seeing Vaggie hugging her knees in her bed* Vaggie?

Vaggie: *jumps and turns to Charlie., wiping her eyes* P-Princess! W-What are you d-doing here? Is there danger?

Charlie: *climbes up into Vaggie's bed* I heard you crying. What's wrong?

Vaggie: *blushes at being caught* The room.... scared me....

Charlie: What? How did the room scare you?

Vaggie: *pokes her fingers together* I'm not used to having a room to myself.... it's so empty.... lonely...

Charlie: Lonely...... *grabs Vaggie's hands* You can come sleep with me!

Vaggie: W-WHAT?!?!?!

Charlie: Yeah! You won't be lonely anymore! Razzle, Dazzle, and I will be with you! *pulls Vaggie off the bed and drags her to her room* Come on!

Vaggie: What!? Princess, I don't think this is a good idea. I'm just your guardian. I shouldn't be- yipe! *gets literally tossed up into the bed*

Charlie: *scrambles onto the bed and covers them both in her fluffy comforter, dragging Vaggie down so they're cuddling face to face as Razzle snuggles into her and Dazzle snuggles into Vaggie* Better?~

Vaggie: *blushing harder* .........Y-Yeah........

Charlie: Good! *yawns* Goodnight, Vaggie.

Vaggie: ........Goodnight, Princess.....

Next Morning

Lucifer: *opens the door quietly* Charlie, it's time to wake up- OH!!!

Charlie and Vaggie are still cuddled together on the bed. Charlie's tail is wrapped delicately around Vaggie's waist while Vaggie's wing is covering them like a blanket.

Lucifer: *teary puppy eyes as he snaps a million pictures*

[hockybish]

The New Baby

I Hughes!sister au I

Lola Clementine Hughes was born on the last day of 2004, a little over one year and three months after her older brother Luke. She was the cutest little baby in the nursery with her big eyes and dark hair, she very much looked like her brothers.

The day after she was born, her brothers were anxiously waiting to meet her. A family member brought them to the hospital to the first meeting.

The boys had just been lectured by their father that they needed to be quiet because she had little ears with sensitive hearing. Jack had been held back out of the room a few minutes longer than Quinn had been because he was just too excited bouncing off the walls to meet the little girl. But once he had gotten into the room all of the warnings he had been given went straight out the window.

"I want to hold her! It's my turn!" Jack excitedly shouted entering the room where his mother and sister were in.

"Jack what did we just get done talking about? Lower your voice please." Jim followed his second child into the room. He held onto the very sleepy little Luke who most likely moments from falling asleep.

"Sorry dad." Jack gave his father the cheeky little grin that he was know to give when he was in trouble. Turning his stride into a run, he went over to Quinn sitting in the recliner to check out the newest addition to his family.

"Why is she so ugly?" The three year old future hockey superstar scrunched his face in disgust peering over the armrest of chair to get a glimpse of the small creature his brother was holding.

The new baby was all wrinkly and absolutely not cute what so ever like everyone had been telling him. Jack didn't get why everyone was so in love with her. He didn't recall Luke being that wrinkly or gross looking when he first met him.

"She's not ugly. She's a cute baby. You were an ugly one." Quinn quipped back at his brother, standing up for his baby.

Since he had only been a one year old at the time Jack had been born, he couldn't quite go off of memory at what Jack had looked like, but looking at the multitude of pictures that his parents had taken, he could easily come to the conclusion that his sister was ten times cuter.

"Mommy. Quinn called me ugly." Jack stuck out his lower lip and pouted.

"That's cuz you are." Quinn quipped back.

"Jack are you tattling again?" Ellen gave Jack a stern look. The tattling was issue and they were working on it.

"No!" "Yes!" The brothers said at the same time contradicting each other.

"Baa!" Luke pointed at Lola. Jim nodded and placed him next to Quinn in the chair. He was quickly reminded to be gentle when he patted the tuft of soft dark hair that sat on top of Lola's head.

After a few more minutes of Quinn holding the baby, Jack asked again if he could have his turn of holding the baby.

"She's looking at me!" Jack beamed when the newborn blinked herself awake. Maybe having a sister wasn't going to be too bad. And maybe Quinn was right, she was kind a cute.

"She likes me." He spoke too soon when Lola scrunched her little face and let out a very loud cry. The loud noise made the two older boys jump and Luke to have tears in his own eyes. Ellen was quick to take the baby back and comfort her.

"She doesn't like you. You made her cry." The eldest Hughes child crossed his arms, trying to show how displeased he was that Jack upset her.

"Quinn no. She's just a little hungry. See? She's already happier now." Their mother started to feed Lola with a bottle.

Jack couldn't help but feel bad because this was the fist but surely not the last time he was going to make his baby sister cry.

Age Guide: Quinn = 5, Jack= 3 , Luke = 1

[misc-obeyme]

referring to mc as a "sheep amongst wolves" or something similar just makes me giggle bc i imagine sheep mc with the brothers as wolves. big floofy belphie using them as a cuddle buddy against their will, usually as a pillow. equally big floofy beel going puppy mode whenever he sees mc and covering them in slobber kisses (and holding back the urge to eat them). asmo grooming their wool for hours to be the sleekest sheep in the land (as if they're all not living in the woods).

can't think of anything for satan + the older bros aside from lucifer picking mc up like a puppy whenever they need to go somewhere fast... they can baa in defiance all they want, he doesn't care.

im sorry if this is weird i just think animal aus are fun and silly

Don't you worry, this is not weird at all!

When I used the sheep living with a pack of wolves metaphor while talking about the blood stuff, I actually used rabbit instead of sheep at first. But then I realized that I was missing an excellent opportunity and changed it lol.

I'm all about animal aus, they're super cute! Just imagine a sheep MC and brothers as wolves cuddle pile... freakin' adorable!

I'm loving Asmo grooming them for hours. Poor sheep MC just has to be patient and let it happen 'cause what else are they gonna do?

I also looove the idea of Lucifer just grabbing sheep MC in his jaws and booking it, meanwhile sheep MC is baaing at top volume.

I don't know if these are wolves that can talk, but I like to think Satan would try to learn about sheep from MC. He's a wolf, right, he doesn't know the first thing about sheep, but he wants to learn! If they can't talk, I'm just imagining him kinda following sheep MC around and observing them for a while. Then trying out sheep behaviors himself. Eats some grass and is totally grossed out.

Meanwhile wolf!Levi is hiding behind sheep MC's poofy wool all the time. Who is Levi without his otaku stuff?? Anxiety lol.

And Mammon without Grimm? I can't imagine there's a wolf equivalent of that. But maybe he just likes shiny things. Finds all the shiny stuff and gives it to sheep MC for safe keeping. Maybe even hides shinies in their wool.

Yeah, I love this idea! It sounds so cute!

[dearly-somber]

Sharp Teeth | j.jk

-> pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)

-> genre. fluff, angst, unrequited love, pining, f2l (friends-to-lovers), high school!au

-> w/c. 1172

-> rating. 13+

-> a/n. Heavily inspired by the Sharp Teeth animatic on YouTube created by Dead Sound. The song I listened to while writing this was a song included in the animatic by Wes Hutchinson called One Down Dog. Give them a watch and a listen.

-> warnings. N/A

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. Wed., Jun. 30th, 2022 @ 18:18

-> fin. Wed., Jun. 30th, 2022 @ 19:18

-> edited. Mon., Jul. 18th, 2022 @ 23:35

-> divider credit. @mmadeinheavenn

Jungkook’s mother let her son cuddle into her side as he so often did before bed, showing him the book cover. Jungkook’s eyes sparkled at the sight of a particularly intriguing and somewhat familiar sketch of what he recognized as wolf canines. The book was bound in burgundy leather, the image of the canine carved into the cover so when his fingers brushed over it, it sank before evening out again. His mother turned to the first page and Jungkook got transported into the story, imagining himself in an open field with grass growing green and a gentle summer breeze, somewhere quiet and calm.

The point of view shifted from the delicately flowing grass stems to a herd of sheep gathered by a river’s edge, grazing peacefully.

On the opposite side, however, an ewe laid; looking curiously at two lambs curled into her side.

Jungkook’s mother read, “‘Are you… mine?’”

The ewe blinked carefully at the little lamb who stood on four shaky feet, tail wiggling excitedly at its mother.

“Mother is confused. She’s looking for a sign.” Jungkook waited with bated breath for his mother to continue, looking on as the ewe stood up herself. She nuzzled into the limp lamb’s side before pulling away slowly. “The rest seem unmoved.”

On the next page, the ewe turned to the eager little lamb, nuzzling and licking it before pulling away. Jungkook’s mother continued narrating in a chipper voice.

“‘Yes, you are mine!’ The mother stated with glee. ‘You’re small, and round, and helpless, but I can tell; from your blunt teeth.’”

The lamb baaed in response. Jungkook tilted his head in slight confusion. Blunt teeth? He brought his hand up to touch his teeth experimentally. He pulled them back after feeling around his mouth. No, his teeth weren’t blunt. Sure, some of them were blunter than his canines, but they were significantly sharper than what was considered ‘normal’.

Mother sheep lead her lamb to the riverbank, an establishing shot showing other animals on the opposite side of the river, grazing and whatnot.

“‘Most outside are friendly—the swift’,” a group of deer. “‘The strong,’” a herd of horses. “‘Who fly.’” Swans overhead. “‘Being so close to ground, it’s nice—to have more eyes.’” The lamb looked at its mother timidly, its weak legs quivering with fear.

“‘Don’t worry!’” Its mother soothed at the same time Jungkook’s mother brushed a hand over his head. “‘Blunt teeth, and beaks, and four feet… none here have sharp teeth. Just stay close to me.’”

As Jungkook’s mother turned to the next page, the illustrations took an unsettling turn, zooming in on the animals opposite of the mother and her young. “The swift ones run away, the strong ones turn around—both with heightened senses, and stuck so close to ground.” The point of view shifted back to the mother and her lamb.

“Will make them run in fear? Mother is confused. An evil monster is near! Her young as she cannot lose.” The ewe stood defensively next to her lamb. Panic seized her heart.

“Mother is to defend—slow but tough and firm—her young one not so behind her, the young bones. Every twitch another monster mother is convinced! She’ll never leave her youngster, even monsters do exist!”

A wolf rushed out of the shadows, snapping its jaws around the helpless little lamb.

“The young one cries out, but mother was too late. The evil monster lunged, and sealed the young one’s fate.” Jungkook instinctively held his mother close, lower lip quivering and tears glossing his vision. The ewe fell to her knees, panting fearfully by the river’s edge.

“Mother’s instincts shattered, scared. Confused of what became. So round and small and helpless, with only herself, to blame.” Jungkook sniffled, appreciating his own mother when she gave him a moment to recover. She paged over: a wide-shot of the wolf walking with a lifeless lamb hanging from its jaws.

“With this broken mother, seems the evil does no good. But the evil doesn’t eat—the young was not its food.” Jungkook frowns quizzically, his mother sparing him a glance and smiling fondly at his confused pout.

She turned the page a final time, opening the last two pages. “The evil, has it’s own young.” Jungkook’s mother brushed her thumb over the page with the wolf standing over a pair of pups, each small and round and helpless, with a whine slipping between their teeth. “Evil, could these be?”

Jungkook opened his mouth to protest when his mother closed the book gently, but hushed quickly when she brought him into her lap. She cupped her son’s face, thumb brushing over his cheekbones tenderly with a loving sparkle in her eyes.

“‘I think not,’ says their mother. ‘Simply born,’” Jungkook’s mother leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, “‘with sharp teeth.’”

Jungkook’s eyes closed unwillingly as she whispered the words into his skin. He pulled away to look at his dear, beloved mother with freshly stained cheeks, smiling adoringly before throwing himself forward in a tight embrace.

🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕

Jungkook’s hearing slowly refocuses, two warm palms pressing against his cheeks.

“—hear me? It isn’t your fault you were born with sharp teeth, I promise I’m not ma—“

Y/N lets out a surprised yelp as Jungkook falls into her, nuzzling into the crook of her neck while weakly wrapping his arms around her waist. She stands in shock for a moment at his shaking shoulders, before she eventually maneuvers her hands around his torso, rubbing calming circles into his back.

Jungkook is unsure of exactly how long they stand there, but he pulls away when her scent starts to cloud his senses. She smells like daffodils and raisins—an addictive combination.

Cupping his cheeks again, Y/N brushes away rogue tears with the pads of her thumbs. “You alright?”

He smiles softly at her, nodding his head in a small motion. They stare at each other for a second—Y/N with a comforting half-grin and Jungkook admiring her thoughtlessly. He eventually brings a hand up from her waist to place it over the hand resting on his cheek, hesitantly pulling it away from his face to place a close-eyed kiss to her injured palm. He only realizes once his lips touch the fabric of the bandaid that she had wrapped it, guilt forcing him to leave his lips there a second longer than necessary.

When the shifter pulls away, he watches her staring mystified at her palm, light pink hue dusting her cheeks. “I really am sorry about your hand. I didn’t mean to snap at you.”

Y/N shakes her head, wrapping her arms around his neck to capture him in a hug. “I told you already that I forgive you, dummy. Like I said,” she smiles knowingly into his shoulder. “It’s not your fault you were born with sharp teeth.”

Jungkook allows a reminiscent smile to grace his features while he rests his chin on Y/N’s shoulder, holding her close. She smells so nice, he could probably just… fall asleep.

[daandyli0n]

thinking about. Toybox!Elizabeth. specifically in the 1983-1992 era.

@that-darn-clown

she was effectively being called crazy for trying to expose her father's crimes. people looked down on her in pity. she hated it.

it made her sick how her father tried to paint himself as a saint, like a concerned father just worried for his daughter’s mental state. like he wasn't just sitting back as everyone acted like she was some defenseless, crazy little girl.

to some degree, she uses it as an advantage.

he left for work often. Elizabeth remembered that old Foxy toy she used to play with when she was little. she remembers pulling it apart, wishing to reassemble it like a puzzle. it never quite worked out, and it laid on the floor in a heap of pieces. well...she had much more free time nowadays, especially during the summer.

(what else can you do when you're stuck in a house with a man who doesn't give you much to do in the realm of entertainment? when the only times you leave the house anymore are for school and when he takes you places, watching you like a hawk and keeping you tethered to his side?

what else can you really do?)

it takes a few days, but she finishes it, good as new. it can even talk and move like brand new!

and it inspires her. after all, she's seen how the thing works. why not build something similar?

while her father was out one day, she snuck into his office, grabbed some smaller endoskeleton parts and a spare set of tools, and went into her room. she hid the materials under her bed when her father was home, and would take them back out when he was busy. or gone.

(1987. five more kids. her father comes home, and she knows what from. it's on the news that morning, after all. she stares blankly at him as he enters the house.

it's the first time William ever hears her swear.

"You're one sick motherfucker, you know that?")

it takes her a few months, and much trial and error, but she builds something. she even sews some cloth onto the thing. it looks like a little yellow hare.

"Plushtrap," she calls it.

she shows it to her father that evening. the code isn't perfect, and the thing is erratic, violent. but besides those flaws, she's done well.

William expresses confusion and mild fear at her creation, asking when, no, how she made this...thing.

she shrugs. "I just kinda made it."

and that answer? it scares him.

(good. let him live in fear at the fact that she can make something dangerous, something that could maul him. let him think it took her almost no time to make this. let him be Very afraid at what she can make.)

as the years continue to go by, she makes more, but makes them as toys for the neighborhood kids. she makes them safe, of course (more than she can say her father ever did, given the Funtime blueprints). she gets money for it, and she saves up.

but while those are the creations that everyone else sees, William knows that she makes something else. more...dangerous.

they look unassuming, just like the regular toys she builds and sells. but they seem...uncanny. eyes with cameras, ears that can pick up even the slightest of noises, claws on their hands and feet, and teeth that are dangerously sharp like knives. they could act perfectly normal, just like her other toys. but, she had a trick up her sleeve.

she had a button.

and all it would takes was a press of that button. one button press, and the Things would spring to life. just like Plushtrap, they'd become erratic and violent. he's seen those things rip through plushies like nothing.

Elizabeth turns eighteen, and, with the money she's saved, moves out, taking her...creations with her.

William breathes a sigh of relief. he loves his daughter, with all his being.

but something tells him that she doesn't love him back. not anymore, at least.

[5ilent5cience]

Yeet the Fanart doodles here if you want

Hiii so i just found this website from my old bookmark so i'm starting to revive this one for me to see the alternative fanarts beside mentioning/tagging or Dming me for fanarts, I have no ideas why i love ya'll guys sm (sana all)

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Draw Right here :D

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If you wanna draw a fanarts/gifys/whatevs you have for, then you can choose my aus below !!

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Plague IV

Tag: Raph Thought Donnie is the cure

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Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Donnie Disaster

Tag: TOO MANY BOOTYYYSHAKER9000s

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Teenage Mutant Knitted Turtles

Tag: Baa baa Shell Sheep

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(Missing Watermark)

Rottmnt: The Purple Generation

Tag: DONNIE DOES HAVE WHAT!?

So Feel free to whatever you're doing, Tags of the aus are all below

[wolfwrathinshleepsclothing]

7 Days Of MetaJecra

Day 4: Monsters

(Meta Knight is a dragon, Jecra is a hellhound + werewolf combo)