More smiley doodles, with some creative liberties.
I got the deeply self indulgent idea to make each Fromster’s monstrous face to be slightly different according to their personality, so Smiley gets a big ol’ barracuda grin so he can latch onto people like a pitbull.
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So.. i think i'm a lil confident enough to say that i can share this oneshot i mentioned in my previous post
I've been worried sick about the grammar and kept fixing & rewriting a lotta stuff for dayyyss to the point i thought i might never post it cuz it's the first oneshot i've ever written and english is my first enemy (it isn't my first lang so ya...) ENJOY
"Fixation" Smiley Oneshot
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Warnings: One-sided Obsession, Descriptions of gore, Mentions of dead animals, Implied kidnapping
During the devil hours—oblivious to what lurked around—you pulled up to one of the houses & knocked on their door to ask for directions upon entering a town which you found yourself driving in circles back to, only to hear your friend who was waiting right outside your car scream before you were suddenly pulled inside, their cry for help dying out while you were held back by residents as you called out to them..
ever since then for a month, you've been meeting those "friendly" faces outside your window, each one of them spoke sweetly to you—asking you to let them in—but after seeing what remained of your friend, after the talk you had with a woman named Donna, you never budged to their call, leaving them unanswered.
there came a particular one you've seen a couple of times in the span of that month, Auburn hair, dark cardigan and a wide smile stretched across his face. he's asked you to let him in last time he stood outside your window; disregarding his wish, you draw the curtains shut.
this time tonight—he just stared
"bit unusual" you thought to yourself as he seemed to visit you the most out of all creatures, still you dragged the blinds to avoid his soulless glare which always left you feeling haunted each time he visited.
you tried predicting which monster will be knocking on your window the following evening, the "old granny", the" jock" perhaps, or the "cheerleader".
only to be met with the same one from the night before, smiling like always, and that stuck for a few months.
you didn't pay attention at first. whenever you heard the shrieks outside at sunset, you'd draw the curtains and just hope you make it till daytime.
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on a warm evening, you tossed a notepad on your desk before sitting down, writing and sketched down a few animals you've seen inhabit this accursed town
you looked over your shoulder after what felt like an hour to find him glaring at your soul behind the glass, making you contort your face in regret of your earlier decision of leaving the blinds open. his head was tilted a little, his hand splayed on the glass, grinning softly at you.
and you grew tired of his recent behavior.
when you first met him, he'd knock on your window a few times and ask you to let him in, and you'd refuse before shutting the curtains and be met with silence all night long.
now he'd often play with the wooden frame while staring at you, lightly scratching them with his nail, the sounds remind you of a cat every time you tried to sleep, not even drawing the curtains could help quieten them, it bothered you.
those things outside know how to pretend and trick, and you stood with that for as long as you could remember, so you told him off
"it's not gonna work, quit it" you scolded as if it would get through him, he only stared in response, giving you the same grin.
and that's when it got messier, the more he visited you, the more disturbing it got ever since you confronted him.
first he brought you a bunch of dead flowers and left them for you to pick up in the morning.
then the following evening he brought you a torn plushie
the 3rd night he showed up, his face & clothes were drenched in blood from hunting a new citizen who happened to be unlucky at midnight which you heard from outside, his bloodied hand splayed on the window while staring at you, leaving a crimson stamp where he placed it as he looked at you with some kind of twisted fixation in his eyes.
then a dead crow with its wings torn off and its heart pulled out, left outside of its body for you to see the night after, his presence excluded.
it sounded more and more like a threat with each "gift" he left you ever since you told him off, and that kept you feeling unsettled for the rest of the week, it felt like a comeback to your reprimand
and it's been a year now, you still somewhat believe that one day this behavior of his will come to a halt, but you don't see a chance, given what he is, and what he's done
and you could only hope that as long as the talisman is hung, and the windows are nailed shut, it would serve as a reminder to whoever is idiot enough to try and let one of those things in.
speaking of an idiot...
"they're in the house, they're inside!"
hearing one of the residents shout, you jolt up from bed as screaming echoed within the building, panic tearing its way through you
with your door already locked, you ran & hid in your closet before your knees gave out upon hearing people getting mangled in the house, every beg was answered with violence right outside your room
you could've fled with the others and avoided interaction with the creature if it hadn't been for the sounds of horror outside your room giving you physical paralysis out of fear
jealousy, along with the hopeless yearning to be saved burned you as you heard the people rush outside followed with the sound of the van driving off
you felt abandoned, forgotten.
and in the temporary quiet of your room, you resentfully accept your impending doom and what might bestow upon you as you heard your door getting kicked off of its hinges, the sounds it made hitting the floor loud & taunting before the silence took over
you knew without a doubt that it was the same monster.
you fought to quieten your heartbeat in the midst of panic, the silence accompanied by slow & casual footsteps navigating your room made it feel like hell for you.
far from brave is what you are, just like everyone else here: helpless, scared, and relied on some rock to feel safe. now that the monsters are inside, with one of them after you, you can't deny anymore that tonight would not end unless you're found, and you're agonizingly close within the range
and you hate it, you hate that it's the truth the moment the footsteps stop near your hiding spot, its fingers wrapped around the handles before they pulled
and the doors creaked so slowly, and there you were
no window
no door
no talisman between you two anymore
your breathing grew shallow once he crouched to meet your level
"Please..." you begged, and his hands lazily moved and held your face, turning you to look at him with crimson all over his distorted wide smile as his thumbs slowly smeared the gore of his victims across your face
"Found you, my dear..." with such softness & eeriness in his voice, he purred.
you shook your head, your breathing grew irregular as he gradually grabbed your wrists before pulling you out of your spot...
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me because the fandom is excruciatingly small and there aren't much fics here. FROM IS SO PEAKK if yk it, yk ball 😞☝🏻🫶🏻 like what the hell im going insane over this show and i don't see much on here. from is so good i swear.
(NOT) A DREAM COME TRUE, CH.2 - COWBOY CREATURE (FROM) X READER
Description: After watching the end of season 3 of FROM, which you were absolutely gobsmacked by, you quickly prepared yourself to visit your parents, which you had arranged an uber for. In the middle of your ride, something strange happened- there's a tree blocking the road...
Tags: Transmigration, Monster/ human relationship , 'slow burn' , reader is fucked okay- like who wants to be stuck in FROM?! You are now, unfortunately (or very fortunately, if that's a dream come true for you-), crisis, stalking, kind of jack of all trades reader (which you are going to get forced into, because you have no choice if you want to go home man), Cowboy is hella intrigued- which isn't really a good thing- MORE TAGS TO BE ADDED, BUT YEAH THIS ISN'T GOING TO BE SUNSHINE AND DAISIES BABESSSSSSS
PREVIOUS CHAPTER
"What did you say your name was again, sir?" You cautiously asked the dark haired and bearded man with blue eyes next to you.
You really hoped you heard wrong-
"It's Jim. Jim Matthews, " He offhandedly answered while his gaze remained on the fallen tree before you, which the four of you - which is yourself, Jim, his son and Mo'- were examining.
Oh fu-
"And I'm Ethan! Ethan Matthews, and I know who you are too!" The cherub looking boy then chirped at you with a beam from where he stood on the tree, which you couldn't help but return with a smile of your own, even though you were experiencing quite the crisis from the inside.
No. This isn't real ...
But how would you have imagined Mo' if he wasn't real, seeing as you have never met him, and you were certain you weren't dreaming this all up.
Just a coincidence. You then firmly settled on with a blank gaze which bored through the tree in front of you, with the crows- the murder- cawing in amusement at you all.
Your attention was then pulled by the boy in front of you who was going to slip, which you immediately jumped in action to, almost forgetting the situation at hand.
"Oh! Careful, little guy, here I got you." You softly spoke when you held your arms to the boy to steady him, which he thanked you for with a smile, which his father returned as well to you.
"Thank you, that could have been quite the fall." Jim then spoke with a shake to his head, before he turned to you and Mo' who was trying to reach for service on his phone.
Which you were certain of- he would not receive, even though you were praying that this all was just some cosmic joke, and that it would all turn back to normal soon..
"Still no service?" Jim asked, which Mo' shook his head to with a frown.
"No." He slowly said, before he returned his troubled gaze to you all, which Jim then thoughtfully nodded to, his expression now elsewhere.
"Alright, I guess we have to turn back, and take another road because there is no geting through the tree." He told you all, before he took Ethan into his arms to put him on the ground, to return to the van, which Mo' and you then did as well.
"All will be okay." Were the last words Mo' told you before he closed the door of the car in your face.
You hoped so as well, you thought in utter dread, before you straightened your gaze in front of you.
No...No, no, NO! Ah hell naw! You thought in horror when your gaze met the town and its people in front of you, especially when they were all attending a funeral of a sort- which looked very familiar to you...And the rest of the people of the town as well, well those you know of...from the show.
"They just told me to ride straight on the road, not very helpful at all!" Jim complained when he met the both of you from where you stood before the cemetery, but your mind was elsewhere- and felt faint.
Oh. You then thought in realisation, as if you weren't experiencing it firsthand- you were fainting, you realised before everything turned dark, while the last thing you heard were some muffled shouts in the background.
I'm utterly fucked.
"Oh thank god!" You heard Mo' utter in gratitude when you came to, which you frowned at before your eyes finally opened to the scene in front of you.
You were laying in a hospital bed in a very decrepit and old looking hospital that had seen better days- a familiar one.
Fuck. It's real.
Oh no, no-
"Ah you're finally up!" A kind voice then called out from beside you, and turning towards it you were met with the kind face of the nurse who worked alongside Kristi in season one of FROM, for you did not know or remember her name...
You looked blankly at her entrance, and even more at that of the man in the wheelchair she was holding onto then.
Kenny's dad. Bing-Qiang Liu, who greeted you with a kind smille, which your face cracked at for a milisecond before you slowly gave him a small smile of your own, which simply was a miniscule upturn of your mouth.
But they weren't focused on that, for they dismissed it before, the lady continued.
"I'm your nurse, Mary by the way. You've taken quite the fall," She told you in worry, before she explained that you had been unconcious for a couple of hours now, which made you jump straight into a sitting position on your bed, which she shouted at in worry.
Ah god, that was a mistake for your head hurt immensely now.
"Owww" you couldn't help but grumble, which Mo' chuckled at.
"Yes, that happens especially when you've woken up after some trauma- which could be because of an iron deficiency..." Mary then thoughtfully spoke, making you slowly turn your gaze back to her, which she kindly smiled at before she told you that after she brought Bing-Qiang to his room, that she would get you some water and medicine to help with the headache, which you thanked her for before you watched the older gentleman wave to Mo' and you in goodbye, with Mo' clapping him on his shoulder in response, which Kenny's dad chuckled at before he made the other man promise to play chess with him afterwards, which Mo' afer a moment of hesitation agreed on, before he finally turned his kind gaze back to yours.
"It is good that all is well." Mo' then gently told you, before his gaze turned apologetic.
"I'm sorry but I think you have missed your flight already what with the time that had been lost.."
"It's not your fault, Mo'. It's no ones..." You then answered before you tried to stand up from the bed, which he hurried to help you with.
"Careful, careful."
"Thanks, Mo'." You gratefully told him, which he only grinned at, which you couldn't help but stare at for a single moment before you turned your gaze away before it could get weird.
How long is he going to be this happy, you sadly thought. Before this place, like with anyone in it- would wrench it away from him...especially when he realises that they're stuck here now, and that no one is going to return home...
Before you could wallow in those thoughts your attention was pulled by someon walking into the room- and especially by a familiar voice.
Sara's.
She was talking to someone- Toby, your mind then supplied, before all the colour left your face when you realised what was about to happen.
"...this isn't your fault." You heard her gently say to a confused looking Toby before you jumped her, making her and all the other occupants of the room shout in shock at the suddenness of it all, but you were only focused on Sara, who's widened eyes met your fierce ones.
"Do not listen to it, that voice isn't god, Sara. He lies." You firmly told her before wrenching the would be weapon from her grasp and throwing it away from you all.
"What the fuck!" You then heard the man, Toby shout, before you heard him hyperventilate from the shock of it all, with Mo' trying, but failing to calm him down- seeing as he too, was still in shock.
You and me both, dude. You thought before you pulled the confused, and still wide eyed Sara up from the ground, taking her hand in yours towards the exit.
"How do you know that...you know my name, how- who are you?" She nervously demanded, before she willingly followed you out of the door.
"I'll explain, but do not under any circumstance listen to that voice again- in any way, for no true god would want any of their children to be harmed, no?He's lying about what would happen to your brother, for it would have happened if you listened to the voice, Sara." You then hurriedly told her, even with your brain being in a tiff by everything, especially at the fact that you were now truly in it now.
We stuck in this now, babes T T
Anyways, do let me know what you think of the story so far! And do tell me if you want to be tagged!
Btw seeing as there wasn't any cowboy in this yet, imma gift you all a silly omake of their supposed future interaction: