#nate sharp

[fnafverse-quotes]

Erm? Happy flipping New Year? Also A salute to the end of FNAF the musical. The ending… GUTTED me. If you know you know. And if you don’t? I shall not spoil it here. Here’s a few more scene redraws I’ve done since my last post!

(Yes I forgor to queue more quotes again. Listen. Shtuff been busy.)

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[xsilversugar]

NateWantsToBalatro

Nate played Balatro the other day and while I missed a bit & still have absolutely zero fucking clue how the game is played, it did inspire me nonetheless.

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[nwodwols]

Oh wow! Good for him! It’s impossible to say “good for you” without sounding sarcastic, but I mean it. I’m happy for him!

[snoople-boop]

Someone should probably tell Nate to stop using Spotify, you can also tell your other favorite artists too if they have one

[ashton-is-bored]

Protector- Natemare

Pairing- Natemare x reader

Genre- hurt x comfort

TW- depictions of a panic attack, trauma from parents arguing and loud noises

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Readers POV

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. I was nauseous and my body was shaking like crazy.

I’d been having bad anxiety lately, but this was the worst it’s even been. Like there was a pressure on my chest that I just couldn’t shake off. The more I sat there and listened to my own thoughts, the worse I got.

My protector Natemare, or Nate as he’d always let me call him, wasn’t here with me and I wondered if he’d abandoned me. I know it was unrealistic for someone that cared about me like Natemare did to leave me, but in my anxiety filled mind, it was a possibility.

After what felt like forever, but was probably just my messed up perception of time, I felt a gentle hand begin to stroke my hair and a soft, yet slightly rough voice, spoke in my ear. “Hey, doll, can you tell me what’s going on?”

I couldn’t speak, only shake my head and hope that he got the message.

Natemare continued to stroke my hair and twist it around his fingers, his other arm snaked around my waist and pulled me against him. “Here, put your head on my chest.”

Slowly, I uncoiled myself from the ball I’d curled up in and leaned into his chest, clinging onto his shirt as his heartbeat proudly beat against my cheek.

“Hear that, doll? That’s my heart beating for you, just like the first time I came to see you.” Natemare spoke slowly and softly against the top of my head. “If you feel up to it, can you try to explain what’s going on? You can take your time, there’s absolutely no pressure or rush.”

I nodded again, it took a few seconds before I could actually talk, but Natemare was extremely patient as he cooed soft shushes and little words of affirmation in my ear. “I don’t know what’s going on, Nate… I’m scared and nauseous, my anxiety is through the roof, but I can’t figure out why…” My voice slightly broke towards the end of the sentence.

“Okay, that’s okay. It’s okay to feel bad at times, but you’re being very brave by telling me about it.” He said, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “Just keep your head on my chest and focus on my heartbeat, try to match my breathing.”

My breathing was extremely ragged and labored as my heart pounded in my chest. It felt like I couldn’t do it, but Nate didn’t give up on me.

“You need to breathe, baby. I know this is scary, but you have to focus on your breathing.” Natemare held my trembling body a little tighter and began taking exaggerated breaths for me to follow, reminding me to take my time.

At first, I was struggling immensely, but Natemare refused to give up. Slowly but surely, my breathing slowed and my anxiety began to dissipate.

Realizing that I was no longer actively dying, he placed his cheek on top of my head and gently rubbed my back, his fingertips gently tracing my spine. “There we go…” Natemare breathed out.

I didn’t loosen my arms around him and my head remained on his chest, I was afraid that I’d slip into another anxiety attack if I let go.

Natemare seemed to notice this is and gave me a gentle kiss on the head. “I’m not going anywhere, doll, but if you feel up to it, we can cuddle and I’ll play with your hair.”

I nodded, I didn’t feel like talking or socializing, so nodding or shaking my head was our only form of communication.

Natemare smiled, something he only really did around me, and leaned back on my bed. He was a little taller than me so I was able to lie on his chest while my legs tangled with his in a mess of limbs.

“You’re gonna be okay, doll. You know why?” He asked against the top of my head.

I shook my head, what could he say that would combat my random anxiety attacks.

“Because I’m here, and as long as I’m here, no one’s gonna mess with you.”

His words felt like a giant hug and I couldn’t help but smile a little. I guess he noticed because he tilted my head up and pressed a quick kiss to my lips as he stroked my hair.

“There’s that beautiful smile, keep it on, it looks good on you.”

~The End~

[benschwartzcinematicuniverse]

GO ON WITHOUT ME I LIVE HERE NOW

Ffs he really ripped his heart out and made us choke on it on this one, didn’t he?!

[autumnwantstoedit]

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[fnafverse-quotes]

HEY GUYS!!!! This was actually something I participated in! (@SaltyJellyBeans on Instagram!) I was responsible for Springtrap, No.1 Crate, Orville, Pigpatch and the Puppet! This was super fun to work on, it meant a lot to everyone involved, and it’s absolutely CRAZY and extremely mindblowing to know that RE appreciates it just as much as we appreciate them! Please show all the other artists your support on their respective platforms!!!

One of the most special pieces of art we've ever received. 'First Nights at Freddy's' will probably go down as the hardest project in RE history, but nothing makes it more worthwhile than seeing a ton of talented creators come together to show their support with something epic of their own. We are so incredibly thankful to our community for following us on this soul-rending journey to a feature film worthy of the FNAF fandom and #FNAFmusical legacy.

Please show some love to all the artists who surprised us with this masterpiece: @somanyspooky saltyjellybeans (IG) cblofficial16 (IG) dat_sfrina (IG) phant0mh34rt_ (IG) cardamonparade (IG) jay0org (IG) @jmouseee @sm0lcatfish mayornotundertheplumtree (IG) @crs1fyil3r @nuancedindev0rs @starchytart @lexusinsannus @blurick07

[notbecauseofvictories]

Watching this again, it becomes incredibly clear in s3 that Nate is teaching Parker how to run her own crew. He fully anticipates that she will be his legacy, and more than anyone else---more than Sophie or Hardison, more than Eliot (though I would argue that Eliot never even slightly wanted it)---he is teaching her how to take over, think like he thinks and plan like he plans. He fumbles some of the emotional stuff, never actually tells her explicitly...but by the time you reach s3 he's clearly all-in. He's decided. Parker is going to be Nate 2.0, with different more exciting bugs than the 1.0 version.

[witchoftomorrow]

[nwodwols]

does anyone have the clip of nate saying “don’t name him norman!” from one of those tiktok react twitch streams?

[snoople-boop]

If Nate sold his catalog (and possibly GHR) does that mean there's a chance of more bands joining?

Please I need an excuse for me to be hyper-