Alter Ego Oneshots, Headcannons, and other Shenanigans

Antisepticeye X Ghost!Reader

idk-

Warnings: Swearing, me not knowing hoe ouija boards work, possible grammar mistakes

Word Count: 868

Key: Y/n = Your Name, H/l = Hair length, H/c = Hair colour, Y/h = Your height

Context: Anti has been haunted for a while and has been searching for an answer, and he finally found one.

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Antisepticeye's POV

      I don't know who they are, but only I see them. In fact I'm going to Dark's, hoping they'll follow, to see if he can see them.

      "Okay, Anti, where are they?" Dark says. "Føŕwæđ. Ī'ď łıķə ţø åşķ įf ãñýøņə hęřə çãņ şèę øř śəňşē ğhøšťş?" I ask. He looks confused. "Umm... probably Host, Wilford, or I. Why do you ask?" Despite him still looking like he hayes everyone and everything, he looks intrigued.

      Before either of us could speak again, the doorknob twists. We both look for it, I walk past him, looking to the other side of the door.

      No one there.

      "Well?" He asks. "İ đıďň'ť şəė æñýøņę... łţ'ś ğø." I say, waiting for him to lead the way.

      Eventually me, Dark, Wilford, and Host are in the living room. I feel awkward because I don't really get along with them, I'm honestly lucky and suprised Dark didn't decline this.

     "The Host tells Anti to tell him when he sees this 'ghost' and The Host will tell Anti if he senses anything different." Host says. I've spoken to him maybe once, so hearing his way of speaking is odd.

      "Øķæý..." I look around the room... where are they? Now is the time they don't show up? The rest of the Septicegos already think I'm going crazier, now the Iplieregos are gonna think so too.

      𝐶𝑅𝐴𝑆𝐻!

      I turn to the sound. There they are. H/l, h/c. Y/h and... cute... Their name? No fucking clue, never even heard their voice.

      "The Host senses someone over by the kitchen." Hosts lists features about them that he can sense. He's spot on about everything. "Çøŕřəçț..."

      "Wwhaat a niicce loookiing peerssoon." Wilford says. Why do I feel so jealous? They start backing up out of fear.

      "The Host senses fear. The Host informs the mystery ghost that we have no intentions to hurt them." Host says. "Do you mind telling us your name?" Dark asks.

        They disappear.

        "Høşť... đø ýøų śęñšə ťhęm." I ask, the other two look at Host as well. "The Host tells Anti that The Host still senses the ghost, moving upstairs. The Host suggests we follow them." He answers. We all nod at each other and follow them.

      "Why are they going to my room?" Dark asks. Dark eyes light up. "My Ouiji board! I forgot I had that." Dark says opening the door. We follow after.

      Host points into the direction Dark is walking. "The Host points to the direction the ghost is in." "Thiiss iiss ffuun!" Wilford says. As concerned as I am, I can agree.

      Dark sets up the Ouiji board and we all surround it.

      "Hello?" Dark says. The planchette (i think thats what its called) moves towards the H. Then the I.

      "Are you angry?" Dark asks. The planchette moves to the NO.

      "Are you... haunting one of us?" Dark asks, hesitantly. There was a delay, but the planchette moves to the yes.

     "Which one of us are you haunting?" Dark asks. The planchette moves to the A. Then the N... T... I S E P T I C E Y E.

      I feel my heart skip a beat. Why am I shaking? I'm not afraid of this shit!

      Dark, Wil, and Host look up at me. "Điď Ī ķňøw ýøű...?" I ask. I hope not. If I don't remember this person... that'll be... sort of cruel. Even for me. The planchette moves to the no.

      "Aree yoouu shyy?" Wilford asks, with a tone that says, 'aww cuuuuute'. The planchette moves to the yes.

      "The Host would like to ask if you are aware thay we have zero intentions to hurt you?" Host asks. The planchette doesn't move for a second, possibly processing Host's interesting way of speaking. The planchette moves to the no.

      "Are you willing to show yourself so it's easier to talk to you?" Dark asks. The planchette stays still for a while...

      ...YES.

      We finish up, saying goodbye so the Ouiji board doesn't bite us in the ass later.

      "H- ...hello?" Says a cute voice behind me. I turn around, facing the ghost. "Û-ūh... hĕý..." I stutter out. Why the fuck did I stutter? Fuck me.

      "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make all of your friends think you're crazy! I-I just don't like talking to people, but I don't like being alone and so I found you and I'm sorry!" They say really fast. "H-hêý... čhîłľ... ıť- ...îţ'š fïñə..." I whisper.

      Long story-short. I thank the three ipliers, and go home, with Y/n. It's nice to finally have a name for them.

      I walk back into my room, aware that the Septicegos can't see Y/n.

      I guess ghosts aren't that bad... I can probably get used to one...

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apologies the ending was kinda rushed. but meh, take my s*-