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dandysworld-meh-imagines · 2 days ago

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"My Shy Sweetheart" Twisted Ginger X Reader Angst No Comfort

OKAY I'LL GET JUMPED FOR THIS IK IK THIS A GIFT TO ONE OF MY PRECIOUS MUTUALS @heyguysijusthereforawesome THEY REQUESTED THIS, I DELIVERED, THEY WANTED ME TO POST IT PUBLICLY WHICH I DIDN'T EXPECT BUT HEY??? ANDBABSBAHSHA 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏

Can't lie it's probably gonna be one of my angstiests(?????) fics so??? Uhhh please proceed with caution??

Y'ALL PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES AND DON'T FORCE YOURSELF TO READ, YEAH??? YEAH. YEAH?? WE GOOD???

TW: Violence, head injury, neck injury, blood/ichor, reader death, no comfort, no happy ending, lots LOTS OF ICHOR SOBS-

I'll be back to post silly fluff content trust me pls just been doing lots of stuff

Also please let me know if there is anything else I need to tag? I don't wanna cause any triggers or anything hhhhh..

-Anna

This situation really had you at its limits, toons would disappear left and right and turn into these so called "twisteds" you keep hearing so much. Now, you yourself have been into the floors under, you know the dangers, the disgusting ichor and how dead and abandoned the place looked overall. Where was the old nice and safe Gardenview you always knew your entire life?

Every single day, toons would come and go to find clues or resources to survive or any health kits, anything that could help back at the lobby. No one could exactly leave this place and it would just hurt whenever another friend would get ruined, not to mention just how lifeless it all felt without any of the kids or the staff around to make sure everything is okay again.

You were also worried about the holiday floors, specifically, the Christmas floor where you knew your lover was staying at. You did visit often to check on her and every single time, she'd look more concerned and scared about the situation. Ginger didn't know exactly what happened out there in the lobby as the holiday floor and rooms were not really for the public and were off limits.

But when you started to make your way to the Christmas floor, it felt.. empty. It didn't felt inviting like it usually does. Honestly it was one of the very few floors you loved to visit because it would feel normal.. for once. Sure, it wasn't Christmas exactly but it felt good usually. Though looking at the ichor splattered across the floor in various spots and weird sounds send a shiver up your spine immediately. It felt almost comedic, since the Christmas music in the background still played as usual. Almost as if the floor was telling you itself that everything is okay.

No greetings from Bobette, not even from Rudie, hell, not even a small "bworf" from Coal! You knew Ginger would usually do some activity by now to pass the time but she would always greet you the moment she hears you entering the floor. It felt so.. empty and it gave you such a bad feeling right now. Quiet usually meant trouble now or that something was horribly wrong, it would usually be both.

You carefully made it through the floor, debating whether you should actually call out to any of them but the idea of not getting an answer or a twisted popping in front of you made you feel complicated. You made it towards the locations you knew Ginger liked to stay in like the couches with the TV or the kitchen area where she would try her best to make delicious cookies.

Inspecting closer at the kitchen area, you noticed an unsual amount of ichor there that made your throat close once you realized what exactly it was. You always recognized that specific hand.. it was the arm of Ginger. It shook you so much that you took steps back and covered your mouth as you tried to grab something to keep yourself standing up. You felt dizzy and heavy and weakness was catching up on you.

Using the walls as support, you made your way out of the room and took deep breaths to calm yourself. It couldn't.. have been Ginger, right? But the amount of ichor and the arm.. you knew that arm all too well to really say. Then again, you did get dizzy fast enough to really check thoroughly.. not that you wanted to go back again though.

A soft growl made your eyes wide and slowly turn in the location of that sound, what you saw though made you freeze as all the color drained from your face. It was your beloved Ginger as a twisted. Her voice was raspy and her teeth sharp, her eye was red and Intense, one arm was missing and ichor was in various places. This wasn't the Ginger you once knew and said I love you to. She looked so different and the same at the exact same time, it was terrifying.

Before you could process what you were seeing, Ginger spotted you and immediately started to chase you. She was.. slow. You didn't realize how slow she was as your fight or flight response kicked in and you hurried somewhere randomly. You quickly hid behind some boxes as you tried to calm down, thinking you probably got away from her and could stay here to collect your thoughts properly. Though a shaky breath and a growl next to you made you jump and scram immediately.

That was so weird.. that strategy usually worked on most of them that you have encountered. You and those remaining had discovered that twisteds don't really see that far like toons can, it made sense they often gave up the chasing when they couldn't really see well nor far in front of them. Ginger seemed to not follow that rule.. or she was so good at focusing ahead of her and staying locked on her target even if they were far away, almost like she was putting all her focus there.

Some ichor on the floor made you slip and fall forward on a table with some chairs, coming face to face with old drawings of kids that used to visit here. Your stomach and chest really hurt as you tried to push yourself off, already feeling weak from before from all those events. When you turned around fully to check where she was, Ginger had managed to get insanely close. So close that she grabbed one of your wrists super tightly, a death grip that made you flinch as she tried to attack you with her other arm that just happened to be gone.

You fought back by trying to push her away while also fighting her sharp teeth that were trying to damage you by biting you. You were scared by just how much power she had in her grip, it really got to you. It was like she really hated you at this moment. Now you finally understood what everyone else had to go through with their closest friends or significant others, this really hurt like hell and you didn't have it in you to hurt her though you did have an idea.. was it stupid? Maybe..

"G-Ginger.. please.. I-It's me.. it really hurts.." You sobbed as you felt yourself tearing up and shaking. You just wanted Ginger back and everything to be back to normal. She was gripping your wrist so hard, you didn't feel the ichor flowing through properly, it terrified you. You feared that if she kept going, she would actually break your arm, it didn't help that you didn't have much energy anymore from all the emotions you felt. You felt your stomach drop by the idea of what will happen to you.

It seemed like whatever you said kinda worked because Ginger let go of your wrist and gripped her head as she exhaled shakily and groaned in pain. Almost like she got the biggest headache of her life. It gave you a chance to push her off and run away. It wasn't like you got far though, as you felt too overwhelmed by everything. Looking back and seeing how in pain Ginger seemed to be giving you at least some hope that you can get away without much damage. Your tears had blurred your vision and you feeling weak got to you as you tripped since your legs were very shaky.

You didn't think much of it though, as you tried to crawl away and stand up again but when you tried and failed for a bit, Ginger had caught up to you and had pinned you down on the floor, her strong arm pushing your shoulder down, making you pretty much unable to really move. Looking up at Ginger, her expression looked more furious than ever as she put more strength, making you gasp in pain as you grabbed her arm with both hands and tried to push it off. Though it was futile as you just simply lacked the power to do so.

Ginger was pressing her entire body on you as she sat on your lap, hunching over at you while her almost non-existent arm wiggled like it wanted to attack you as well. She growled under her breath as she tried putting more power into pinning you, though it didn't do that much and she could see that. Her head was twitching and her pupils were dilating as she groaned and grabbed your head before smashing it against the floor a few times harshly, making you start to bleed ichor from behind. You gritted your teeth and winced at the pain but the ichor you lost from you made you feel weaker and weaker.

Trying to push Ginger's intense grip on you away failed pathetically as she was too strong for you. To add salt to the wound, Ginger groaned in annoyance at you looking at her with those eyes before she leaned down and left a big bite at your neck as she tore skin off, making you start to bleed from there as well. It was enough to make you pass out, your last vision being Ginger looking down at you with ichor in her mouth. She watched as your eyes closed and just watched you fall flat as she finally let go of your head.

She stood there, staring at you as she watched you just die in front of her and instead of feeling glad that she got you finally, all she did was feel pain and guilt swimming in her. Her hand shook before she finally processed what actually happened. She tried to call your name but all that came out was gibberish. She tried to shake you, that maybe this was all a nightmare which she wasn't a twisted and you two were just playing but no. Only ichor came out of her eye as it landed on your now dead body. Her hand shakily pressed on your ichor that spilled out and she examined it, almost like she believed it was her own instead of yours.

But no, it was yours.

Thank you for reading! <3 (Are you okay-)

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