Do We Want To Guess What I Got Into After A Decade Trying To Purposefully Avoid Getting Obsessed

Isnt Fritz the child spirit in one of the animatronics???????? Or am I mistaken

I can see where you get that. :0

But the Fritz Smith I’m talking about is the one from the Rebornica AU- which was way before anyone even knew anything like what you’re pointing out. As far as we were aware (way back when/2014) it was just a security guard in the second game that got a pink slip in FNAF 2. This is the dude I’m referring to (the Fritz Smith I’m talking about from the rebornica AU.) and then off of that pink slip alone, someone created the dude below (Guy with circular glasses!).

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READ THE DESC BFYI.

I drew some Fritz if ur wondering who fritz is, he’s the guard on the custom night 7

Mirrors

You know how it goes. Jason steps out of the Lazarus Pit. He becomes Red Hood. He hates Bruce. It's the same story. A thousand universes reflecting the same events.

Jason walked back to his apartment, throwing his costume on the floor. He takes of that suffocating helmet, sighing in relief as his forehead feels the cool air. With four fingers, he comes his bangs out of the way.... and freezes.

Bruce used to do that.

After patrol, when him and Batman got back to the Manor, Bruce would take off his helmet, and comb his hair out of his face with his fingers.

Jason gets annoyed, muttering about how it's just a coincidence, and how he couldn't be anything like his "father". But in the next couple weeks, Jason keeps noticing more and more. The way he throws his hands to up stretch while still sitting, the sound of his morning voice, even the way he liked his coffee.

Even... even the mirror started to betray him.

Jason always thought he would age, grow old with someone. But the lines under his eyes, the small curl of his cheekbone, even the grim line he set his mouth, they looked like Bruce. And for hours, he couldn't look away.

Jason stopped looking at mirrors after that. His eyes afar on any reflected surface. He tried getting his hair back to being red, but whatever dye went into the Lazarus Pit didn't come off. Even his body started betraying him. Rough hands, muscles, the same shoulder problems.

He was a walking copy. A twin. A mimic.

A paradox of himself.

Anytime he would accidently catch his reflection he would wince in pain before blinking it out. The last time he made a mistake like that, Jason broke the mirror, all the shards falling onto the counter, into the sink. His knuckles were red and bloodied, and even in the shards he saw fragments of the man he despised.

"What did I do? What did I do to deserve all this?" He yelled angrily, clutching the sides of the sink, fingers white.

The shards of glass did nothing, his fractured reflection gleaming off of their surfaces.

Inspired by "Like Him" - Tyler, The Creator

idk has someone done this yet

Ladies and gentleman, my case presented that is a measly 5 second video with probably (mainly) 2 screenshots and 2 seconds worth of my man Ozzie. I don’t know why he stuck with me but BOY do I go giddy when I see those 2 seconds and him in general (I need more of him in the comics please…me must see more of the dynamic of the guys and hopefully Selina too. 😭-)

sometimes you’re 27 and completely fine except when you need to hold a “guy who drives you insane but also just so happens to smell like comfort after a bad dream when you were 10” extremely tight

I think I’m gonna shove my face onto my keyboard and start writing again.