this is a dumb idea but— freddy meets somebody who practically worships him as a god. like they’re throwing themselves at his feet and going on about how they don’t deserve to be in his presence. maybe they’re part of some weird underground cult and they were meant to be a “sacrifice” or something. i think you’ll do a much better job with fleshing this idea out than i can
Honestly, it’s clever and I like the idea! I’m gonna try my best to do this for ya, okay?! ♡ I might have to write more for this once I have more free time.
You walked down the darkened hall, the heat from the surrounding steam prickling your skin as your eyes look every which way, your heart pounding from the rising unsureness you feel about to boil over. You’ve never been here before and you have no idea what to expect, but nothing could scare you at this point, right? You were inducted in a cult, one that didn’t ‘hail Satan’ like most were like, but a demon God. You smiled at the thought of him as you rounded a corner in the darkened halls, and there he was. It was a dream, yes, but it wasn’t a normal one. Yours never felt this real. It worked, it truly did, your hard work paid off and he was before you, standing tall like you pictured. The shadows of his blades reached your own, and they glistened in the dim light as you dropped to your knees.He expected to hear words of fear as you begged for him to spare your life, but instead, his ears were greeted with praises and compliments. You cried out in joy that he stood before you, your sobs shaking your entire body. “I am not worthy of your presence!” you cried out. “I’ve come to you, Dream Demon, as your sacrifice. Please, find me worthy of your blades.”Freddy stopped just a few feet ahead as he stared down at you, his face drawn into a blank expression as he stared down at you. He honestly didn’t know if you were actually fucking with him or if you were dead serious, so he squatted down in front of you and lifted your gaze to meet his.Your eyes lit up as tears fell down your face, feeling his skin against yours, it truly was a blessing. You were chosen and already being rewarded with what you’ve only imagined. You almost forgot to breathe as you gazed into his eyes, the color of fire. “P-Please,” you began, “I was chosen for you, allow me to fulfill my purpose.” You wanted nothing more, this is why you were here, after all.
The slasher couldn’t wrap his head around you, your thoughts must have been jumbled up, maybe had one too many drinks before bed. Sipping a little too hard on that rosé, huh? But what if it was some sort of weird cult bullshit, he could definitely see there being some weird people out in the world thinking he was their savior or he could answer all of their pathetic mortal problems. “Ain’t that sweet, sacrificial meat, never tried that before,” Freddy chuckled and stood up, his boot pushing you back to force you to it on your knees. “Looks like we’re gonna have some fun, you and me.”
