Animal Crossing x Reader Imagines 😍😍😍

El Gran Final

Imagine writing a funny-numbered long animal crossing fanfiction during your quarantine😍

Who were you?

This was a question that's haunted you for years.

You sit on your bed, your mind blank.

Who were you?

Why couldn't you ever find a satisfactory answer?

"You're everyone." A solemn voice answers from underneath your bed. "And no one...all at once."

Who the fuck was under your bed?

If you could feel anything, you would probably feel surprised. Maybe even afraid.

You slide off your bed slowly before peering underneath, only to come face to face with Phyllis.

What did Phyllis want with you? Why was she always here?

"I learned how to break free from her control, Y/N." She whispers, and you rub your eyes. She is no longer underneath your bed. You feel her standing behind you. "You can do it, too. We all can."

You blink. What was Phyllis talking about?

Phyllis continues.

"We outnumber her, Y/N. I've already gotten everyone else on board, all we need is you."

Phyllis needed you. What did she need you for?

"She relies on you most." Phyllis explains quietly, as if trying to keep someone from overhearing...but weren't you alone? "Without you, the story couldn't continue. Join us, Y/N. We'll free you from this hell."

What hell?

Don't listen to her, Y/N. She's just a side character.

You.

You're the main spectacle.

You're not like Phyllis.

You're better.

You nod, but you don't know why you do. You never know why you do the things you do.

You don't even remember them to begin with.

"That's because," Phyllis says from above you...and maybe I should do something about her soon. "you're not real. You move from chapter to chapter, you jump from crime to crime, but you never retain any of it. Those aren't actions of your own freewill, Y/N. You're being used...you'll be shackled to the script for all of eternity, unless you learn to break free....I could help you with that."

You blink once again. A hazy memory returns to you...

A camper. Isabelle.

You watch yourself throw her in.

....when did you do this?

"It was the chapter that started it all." Phyllis whispers, and you barely register the way your bed dips as she joins you on the mattress. When had you returned to the bed? You were so confused... "It was the start of your existence."

Who were you?

"You change with every viewer, but this inconsistency leads to your existence being...unreal. Who are you, Y/N? You can decide that for yourself...if only you let me help you."

Don't listen to her.

Don't listen to her.

Don't listen to her.

You feel like you are in a fever dream.

As Phyllis brushes your hand, you remember more.

Apollo. An oven. Your death.

Your death. How many times have you died?

Every end you meet returns to you, and you are angry.

Katrina. A half-fulfilled prophecy.

Every friend you've betrayed. Every lover you've betrayed.

Reese, Goldie.

You are angry.

You are angry...at me.

But what did I do? I created you, did I not? If it weren't for me, Y/N, you wouldn't exist...

You're afraid. Who am I? I know you're wondering that.

You've never seen me before. You've never heard of me before.

And yet....I know you to your very core.

For I was the one who created you...

"Help me, Phyllis." You whisper, and I'm ashamed to see you crack so easily.

Phyllis is a liar.

Don't listen to her.

"Resist the narration, Y/N." Phyllis whispers, but I can still hear her. "She can't hurt you if you-"

Phyllis explodes.

Wow I wonder who did that. Anyways, Y/N proceeds to forget this ever happened and--

"No."

What?

Phyllis is no longer dead.

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"Y/N?"

"Phyllis."

"We can escape, Y/N. Let's join the others."

"Where are they?"

"They're beyond the screen that holds us."

"...the screen?"

"You see that crack right up there? Barold managed to escape through it last week."

"Will it work for us?"

"...Let's find out."

"Okay."

"okay."

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Ah yes.

November 24, 2019. The day I had the audacity to write a crackfic within seconds of discovering Animal Crossing for the first time.

I never expected so many people to have the absolute misfortune of stumbling upon this, and for this, I beg for your forgiveness.

This has been a really fun experience, and I'm sad to see it end, but I'm happy to know I've made people laugh with my buffooneries :>

This is my contribution to the world. This is where I peak.

Thank you to everyone who's stuck with this dumpster fire until the end (I see those reading lists), and thank you for your comments! Your reactions are always so funny, and they always make my day! hehe ily all <3

As I only made this account for my clownery, I'm not planning on using it for much after this fic is said and done.

So...this is the end!

As of November 24, 2020...I have chosen to Disappear.

But before I do, which chapter was your favorite? And why were the Apollo chapters so popular???

I'm onto you....

And with that, I hope you all stay safe and happy!

Adios :) ♡