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oh yeah I have a vanessa sideblog if any new followers didn't know

"The Magician is the representation of pure willpower. With the power of the elements and the suits, [s]he takes the potential innate in the fool and molds it into being with the power of desire."

DEATHSBECOME, an independent horror original character & PETALSCRUSHED, ruby lane of fear street written for general horror and with crossover verses. verses for characters include fear street, dead boy detectives, and yellowjackets. sacrificed by ant (she/they). template. psd.

"The Star brings hope, renewed power, and strength to carry on with life. It shows how abundantly blessed you are by the universe as evidenced by the various things around you."

“ let’s go smash some stuff 'til ya' ready to talk, 'kay? “ // bonnie being the cool parent, god bless, asdfghjkl

★ — Peers up at the animatronic rabbit, through a mess of tousled brown - locks that hang across his face, half - obscuring his eyes from sight. There's a tension held through his entire body ( shoulders lifted, his hands balled into fists at his side, jaw set ) that doesn't quite dissipate at the suggestion, but loosens somewhat.

"Really?"

He's surprised, and still hesitant. Surely there has to be some sort of programmed protocol that insists the animatronics try to help kids through their feelings in a healthy, productive manner ; Gregory's not so sure that breaking stuff is healthy or productive, but he can't deny that it sounds like a good outlet frustration, fear, and anger he's been keeping bottled up inside him since that night. He doesn't want to talk about it, and it's hard to believe the words for it all exist even if he did.

A moment passes — it's clear the offer is genuine, as Bonnie doesn't push further. Gregory's shoulders drop, and he lets out a huff of air through his nose.

"Yeah, okay. Let's go smash stuff."

thinking about a cycle of violence that was never yours to hold. failing to play the part you were given. an orchestrated tragedy without the ending. the knowledge that once you have seen the cycle you are forever part of it. you can break a link but that does not mean you have broken the chain.

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profoundly normal about guardian / charge relationships in horror media . love when two characters are sent through the maws of hell and one feels desperately responsible for the younger, be it for an actual personal connection or a sense of obligation. when the protector knows they can try to take the brunt of the situation, try to shield the younger as best they can, but they cannot take them away or will this to not be happening. there is no savior, only a companion. only comfort. but it's not enough to keep the monsters away, not entirely. the only way out of the fire is through, and the protector will make goddamn sure the charge makes it.