Stay Strong My Warriors

I have two more blogs on this website: @the-timeless-realm and @parallel-selfs

The-timeless-realm is about a parallel version of myself who lives in a white void she calls the timeless realm. She's able to travel to any universes you seen in books, TV shows, movies, games, etc.

Parallel-selfs is about the alternate universes and the versions of myself living in the said universe. The selves who exist in universes other creators made such as FNAF, The Arcana, Obey Me! and Twisted Wonderland are here as well. If you want to read their stories and don't want to go through my babbling, this is blog focuses on them.

Now, something about the tags. A post about a game will have (most of the time) two tags, the game title and the nickname of the self. The game tag has everything that happens in the game and headcanons for it. The tag of the self will everything that has to do with them: the game storyline, information about them, their travels in other worlds, drawings of them, etc.

Jester peacefully sleeping in his bed before Mc bodyslams him. (Rip Mc)

Them seductively whispering in his ear while he's distracted at his vanity as payback. Instant regret when he grips their shirt collar and drags them to his bed where he describes in thorough detail what he could do to them in that very moment. (😉)

Them clinging onto his back as revenge for his clinginess. Cuts to them screaming as he crushes them under his back during his reading time.

They both slept on each other's chest. Mc was picked up and placed there when he noticed they fell asleep. Jester accidentally fell asleep while clinging to them and they couldn't wake or move him.

They almost got final destination by his baby horns when he readjusted himself on them.

Harlequin often makes dirty jokes relating to Mc and Jester's close relationship. Mc irritatedly denies every word Harlequin says about them while Jester glares at him across the room.

Pierrot is jealous every time Mc spends time with Jester, especially considering Jester gets more time with them than him. Mc tells him to aim his complains towards the purple bastard instead of them because he's the reason why they rarely hangout.

They couldn't fight against the urge anymore when he tested their patience for too much and too long, he got chili powder coffee. And they don't regret it.

He received a pin from them, it read "If I survive the rest of this week, I'd like my straight jacket to be purple please."

Ticket Taker walked into Jester's room to discuss something with him which led to a bang and Mc on the floor while Jester lay elegantly on his bed. "Coward." The second Ticket Taker left the room, "What did you say, little mouse?"

There was an accident including Jester, Mc and string lights. Fortunately, Doctor was the only witness and got them out of it fairly quickly. Mc teases Jester with it when they want to be cheeky and wasn't regretted it once despite Jester strangling them.

Rose Latte (Pierrot)

Matcha Latte (Harlequin)

Jasmine Latte (Ticket Taker)

Before that, I was saying how unsettling it is to be tucked into bed, get all cozy and hear, "where's my knives?" just to then hear a growl and the sharpening of the knives. I know he wouldn't hurt me, but I'm now scared.

"There's the sixth knife?" In Harlequin's back.

Pierrot unlocks the sliding door and opens it.

Gets stopped by a wooden stick in-between the pathway.

Pierrot unlocks the front door and opens it.

Gets stopped by a metal rod in-between the doorknob and floor.

Jester turns to them with an expression of confusion and disgust.

Mc tries to bite back a smile: "... Well?"

Jester stares at them, then grins and grabs their face tightly.

Harlequin: "Meow?"

Mc: "Grown ass man."

Jester grips Mc's face tightly in his hands, panting heavily from irritation and excitement, and crushes his lips on theirs. Mc digs their nails in his forearms, already feeling overwhelmed by how hungry he kisses them. They step back, their legs hitting the edge of the bed. He takes that as the initiative to push them onto the bed and get in-between their legs.

He grips the covers, still cupping their face in his other hand, and leans his body against theirs. They could feel how much he wants this, causing their face to get redder. He breaks the kiss and moves back enough to look at their face, both panting.

He brushes his thumb along their lips, a slight tremble to his form as he stares before coming closer and licking them. He wedges his thumb inside their mouth, prying it open, and shoves his tongue in.

They press their hands against his chest and attempt to push him away, but he grabs and pins their wrists above their head. He thoroughly explores the inside of their mouth, entwining his fingers with theirs once he heard the faint sounds of moans.

He leans back again, licking his lips and chuckling at the flustered state they are in. He comes closer to their neck, fanning it with his hot breath, and licks the front of it, sending their head backwards. Their neck is captured in his mouth, feeling the points of his teeth brushing itself on their skin.

He bites down, digging all of his teeth into their flesh and drinking the blood pouring out. They struggle underneath him, hissing at his tongue moving along the wound. He sits up, gazing down at them with a look they never seen before.

"Mine..." His voice also sounds different, almost possessive. "Mine... You're all mine."

A human who is both silly and a menace.