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borzoilover69 · 1 year

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Alpha kids and why I like them (AKA the loneliest kids in paradox space)

(Elaboration under the cut.)

To get the nitty gritty out of the way, I like the Alphas because they're so openly flawed and relatable as characters, yet incredibly talented and ambitious in their desire to achieve and succeed, even though they're doomed. They're doomed to never even come close.

Take a look at the starting of the Beta's session, versus the Alpha session. The beta session starts in spring, a season thematically connected to nature, new beginnings, change, and opportunity. Their story grants them the chance to change and grow and realise their full potential, of which they do with the help of the trolls. They are the heroes, they are the ones that will create a new world.

The Alpha session starts in fall, otherwise known as Autumn. It's fitting that it's called the fall, given it truly is. Fall symbolises the late stages of maturity, decline, decay, and death. Their story is not one of creating, of realising their potentials. They were told to wait. There was to be no positive growth, no positive development or true adventure and beginnings, the planets they inherited were barren, and with only each other as company, it put a strain on their relationships that broke them apart. They were never called heroes. They were called Nobles. Their session, their entire lives, were ruled by the VOID. Not BREATH.

Even their tools that we first learn of them using are thematically on par. The betas, with their alchemiter, create a retinue of cool things to use, upgrade their fraymotifs, so on. They create and thrive. The alpha session is given a gristwidget, to conserve and survive.

They struggle. Terribly. The one thing that was supposed to save them, to be the biggest thing in their lives, was a massive disappointment and year long wait with nothing that much going on. They struggle with seeming independent, never feeling like enough (again, the void) and their expectations were such a let down for what they all expected.

The game was supposed to be the time where they reunited, where mind you, they saw their LIFE LONG friends, and finally had the chance to grow and change with each other, but it fell first. To quote a buddy of mine.

youre telling me they were given horrible starts and the game that they were anticipating their entire lives ended up killing them and oh it started a downward spiral of the very bonds theyve spent so much working up to? to.. wait for better people to save you? fuck my life man.

They resonate me because they have such high expectations for themselves and refuse to communicate because of that, because for so long they've been doing it on their own it becomes genuinely hard to talk about the things that suck. There's a VOID separating them all, whether it's Janes VOID in knowledge, the VOID that Roxy handles by indulging in underage drinking, the VOID of Dirks heart, splintering and constantly plaguing his thoughts, or the VOID that Jake has to struggle with as he borders on knowing, and being willfully ignorant if it means he can be comfortable. There is a VOID. A VOID separating them from their friends, from their achievements, and their potentials.

It's so hopeless. Their aspects, their themes, their stories and relationships, they're never enough, it's a struggle of not being enough. Do you know what it's like to finally make a change and oh, it turns out it's going to be debilitating to you? You get your big break and.. it's not it.

Their expectations crashed on the shores of opportunity and they could only watch and wait for their ancestors, who they never got to truly know to save them. The true heroes. Even their alpha versions were defined as heroes, adamant on fighting the condesce and bringing her down. They were never shown as human beings, they were yet another expectation to hold themself up to and aspire to be, which they could never surmount to.

They struggled to amount to something in their lives and they fell short. They became for the most part worse versions of themselves, and they blamed themselves terribly for it. Their moment isn't a rise, it's a fall. Everything just got worse. They're stuck with that feeling of insecurity, of inadequacy, that void, because they couldn't do what they needed to do as well as their dancestors, the kind of "I know we were doomed to fail and there's nothing we could've done to change it, but I feel like we are lesser for not finding a way."

The guilt that the betas had to go for YEARS to get a happy ending, and they didn't break as much as the alphas. The betas seem so much stronger than the alphas in a "if THEY could handle it, couldn't YOU GUYS handle it?" way, but it's not about which group had it harder, it's different. The alphas had so much bullshit happen, more than the betas, because they didn't really have the exposure to outside world that told them "hey you shouldn't always hold yourself to such high expectations constantly it will do a number on you if you expect so much from yourself and your peers." but it didn't exist.

The betas didn't grow up in shattered worlds. Maybe they grew up in households that weren't intact, but it was never the same level as the alphas, not even close. The alphas were broken from the start, in time, in space, in beginning. A VOID. They're so unbelievably tragic for that.

And the saddest most tragic part is. We don't see them change for the better. We see them *come to terms* with their flaws, but in ways that are detrimental in the long run, it's almost fitting that the only one that adjusted for the better was Roxy, Rogue of Void, and even then she indulges as soon as she's given a chance to do so. Because it's hard to grow up and change your ways. It's hard to grow up and change and grow and nobody really understands.

#oh ok so you set off the sleeper agent #alpha kids #homestuck #hom3stuck #homestuck meta #borzoi meta #borzoi tals #borzoi art #roxy lalonde #dirk strider #jane crocker #jake english

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quicksilverdaisyday · 5 months

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DAISY’S BIG SWAP PILGRIM AU DUMP

i’ve been drawing nonstop for the past day and a half so i figured i should share some more of my au. bear with me here because some of these character choices are a little odd

FIRST OFF. sex bob-omb is now a shitty emo band (i have zero name ideas) consisting of hollie, matthew, and ramona. lynette is also here and she is wearing a gir hoodie. this, of course, means neil is now a member of the clash at demonhead, kim is seething over her highschool boyfriend, and stephen is… pretty well-adjusted, honestly.

next up, todd and envy have swapped places. todd is now the lead singer (but still also a bassist), and envy is backing vocals (and keyboard). todd is also still a HUGE FUCKING CHEATER!!! he’s just cheating on envy with neil this time. (also, instead of vegan powers, envy has redhead powers.)

(this au is based on the comics, but if it were based on takes off, then envy would fall in love with roxie. which i think is hilarious.)

speaking of roxie, she’s honestly pretty chill! she’s ramona’s cool lesbian roommate, obviously, and has a weirdly large collection of ninja gear for no discernible reason. WALLACE, on the other hand, is not chill at all. he’s still clearly not over scott. (i can’t think of a good design for him yet, but i have a vague idea of his skillset/powers)

next is gideon, who’s swapped with knives. he starts out as ramona’s sweet but dorky boyfriend, and after she leaves him he completely reinvents himself into an absolute asshole. also, he dates lynette as a rebound (he does not care about her)

lastly, knives. she’s, uh… not doing so well. wants scott back, for some godforsaken reason, and is willing to go extreme lengths to achieve that.

i still need to draw lucas/lisa and ken+kyle/sandra+monique, along with a few others, but this is what i have so far!

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bottlehawk · 1 year

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who smokes the biggest, fattest, nastiest blunts in homestuck?

john: he is from the suburbs. if earth b wasn't destroyed he would've smoked not only weed, but would've probably done shrooms as well. maybe even crack

rose: has definitely done weed but is now staying sober. not just to help with her alcoholism, but also because she gets extremely paranoid when she does and starts lighting candles everywhere to get rid of the smell and it's a literal fire hazard.

dave: talks the most shit but gets nervous and clammy when he's first handed a bong and it slips out of his shaking, sweaty hands and shatters into pieces all over the floor and no one offers him weed ever again

jane: doesn't touch the stuff because she "doesn't have the time for it" but the one time she decides to take a hit it has no effect on her at all and she gets extremely frustrated and takes a couple more, lies down, and then immediately enters the deepest, longest sleep of her life to the point that everyone else around her gets very concerned

jake: says he's never really been into drugs until someone informs him that the mushrooms he dug up behind meemaw's garden shed as a kid and ate to see funny movies in his head were, in fact, a form of drug

roxy: has actually never done weed and the one time she was given a bong has also dropped it with her sweaty gamer hands and had it shatter all over the floor

dirk: knows that weed could potentially help calm him down, let go of his hyper-vigilance, give relief from his constant self-inflicted anxiety, and help him achieve a state of inner peace. which is why he stays stone cold sober

all the trolls: they literally sleep in cbd slime

jade: snoop dogg

#homestuck #john egbert #rose lalonde #dave strider #jade harley #jane crocker #roxy lalonde #jake english #dirk strider #drugs #weed #alcoholism #bottlehawk text #ultimately jade wins this one because she is #a woman in stem

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jellycreamjammedart · 10 months

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More post-betrayal ruin redemption headcanons yall

Other headcanons: x x

Cassie occasionally gets mild dizzy spells after somewhat physically taxing tasks, likely resulting from having hit her head in the elevator drop. They're mild and usually last only a few minutes at a time.

In those moments, M.X.E.S locks her out of the vanni mask as the AR world can prolong the dizziness with one in such more weary condition. It also discourages Helpi from talking to her through the implant during those moments.

Additionally, M.X.E.S no longer needs the inhibitors to restrict Cassie's vanni mask controls-- after she offered her mask as a new security node, M.X.E.S achieved further incorporation into it, like Helpi. It tends to restrict her mask controls now only with her best interest, such as to prevent her from using it during dizzy spells.

As it appears that Helpi would get tampered with several times (yellow eyes, pulsing vein,) mostly likely by the Mimic pretending to be Gregory. However, with M.X.E.S now also incorporated into the mask, it prevents the Mimic from pulling the same stunt, effectively securing Helpi from future tampering. As a result, his misleading and gaslighting was reduced by a huge notch if not nulled completely, as those instances weren't really him. Unfortunately his sassiness is all his. M.X.E.S has had to become intimately familiar with it now.

Chica has her voice back, thanks to Cassie! She also functions slightly better (as in not randomly powering down,) since Cassie went out of her way to dig and pull all the trash, rotten food, and goo off Chica's body and endoskeleton, as all the accumulated junk in her inner components were interfering with her functions.

Not only you can find Monty's legs in that hidden Monty shrine, but also his sunglasses and even his bass (formerly Bonnie's, as we've learned by now.) For now there's not much to do about his legs because reattaching them back to him require a complex level of repair that they just don't have the means to achieve in their current situation. But gator boy is very happy to have his sunglasses back, and his bass for the emotional value it has even though he can't play it in his current condition. It's the best Monty has felt in a long while now.

While Roxy prided in her appearance, and yes she's upset she hardly resembles who she was, she doesn't dwell on it as much as she used to, far more concerned about her twice no.1 daughter child. But she still greatly appreciates when Cassie lets her know she's still pretty in her eyes.

That can literally be seen with the vanni mask, with Cassie seeing Roxy exactly as she was with holographic filling even through her ruined state.

In fact, that phenomenon gradually spreads over to the other robots as well with holographic filling over their missing parts, seemingly based on how much Cassie bonds with each of them.

In the AR vision, Chica gets her beak back, as well as her hair crest and bow, over her most exposed endo leg/foot, and an entire holographic arm where the physical one is missing and holographic casing over her endo arm; She also gets an holographic eye in place of the one she donated to Roxy.

Monty doesn't get his legs or tail but his entire upper body gets his former pristine holographic looks.

Prototype Glamrock Freddy no longer disappears in the AR world, gets holographic casing over his endo hands as well as his exposed endo foot, then his stomach hatch lids filling in the broken parts and highlighting the bolt pattern, and lastly an entire holographic Glamrock Freddy head (which allows him slightly better communication with Cassie with the mask on, even if mostly through facial expressions and body language since he still can't speak.)

The Daycare Attendant has Sun's sunrays filling the broken parts in with holographic bits, holographic bell at the tip of Moon's cap as well as more holographic bells on his wrists, holographic casing filling in over his hands and an holographic leg filling over his most exposed one.

Bonnie doesn't really fit this phenomenon since he's technically not missing parts, he's just busted as hell. He does however get an holographic filling on his chest highlighting the star symbol he's supposed to have there, and curiously, an holographic earring where his physical one's missing, matching Freddy's earring (the "You & me forever and ever" got me ok.)

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fortheloveofwonderland · 4 months

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Darkness Declares Glory | Chapter 20 | S.R

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Chapter Summary - Spencer wakes from his coma and Luke is faced with a dilemma on how to facilitate his recovery. With the help of some wise words from Emily, they make a decision regarding his rehabilitation. In the mean time, you receive another visit.

Pairing - Spencer Reid / Fem! Reader

Category - dark angst | smut | eventual happy ending.

Warnings - tears, hospitals, talk of wanting to die, mentions of being committed, swearing, reader back story with vague mentions of bad home life and drug use and sexual activities, arguing, Luke has to lay some harsh truths on Spencer.

WC - 4.5k

Chapter 20 - Begin Again

It was two weeks after Luke’s visit to PIW to see you that he received the phone call from the hospital. He’d spent most of his time there and briefly popped home to have a shower and change as he’d been wearing the same clothes for three days.

He’d just exited the bathroom, one towel slung around his waist, another in his hand that he attempted to dry his wet hair with. Roxy was at the sitters and Luke hated being home, even for an hour, without her here. He finished mussing his hair and tossed the smaller of the towels on the bed. As he was heading to his closet, his phone started ringing from the night stand.

The next thirty minutes of Luke’s life was a complete blur. After the phone call he must have dressed but he barely remembered doing so, jumped in his car and broke several speed limits as he hurried back to the hospital. He made a phone call at some point but couldn’t entirely remember the content. He had a vague recollection of parking but would later struggle to remember where he left his vehicle.

He recalled running through hospital corridors, bumping into a few people on his way and shooting rapid apologies on his way to Spencer’s floor. He was out of breath by the time he made it, opting to take the stairs as the elevator was taking too long.

He flung open the door of the room he’d practically inhabited for nearly three weeks, the sound of the machines flooding his ears as soon as he did. He’d started to believe he’d never see those eyes looking back at him but now they were, it filled Luke with a flurry of emotions. Those eyes blinked a couple of times, a sad and slightly morbid smile playing at his cracked lips.

“I heard you saved my life” Spencer croaked as Luke closed the door behind him.

Luke nodded stiffly, slowly moving further into the room and desperate to keep his tears at bay. He came to the side of Spencer’s bed and Spencer rolled his head to the side on the pillow to look at him.

“And I read your letter. And I can only assume that’s not what I was supposed to do.” Luke spoke sadly.

“Naloxone.” Spencer mused. “I should have known, what with your girlfriend being a physician.”

“Ex-girl-” Luke stopped himself short and shook his head. “Doesn’t matter. You’re ok, that’s all that matters.”

“Yeah.” Spencer exhaled deeply. “Super.”

Without invitation Luke set himself on the small empty space on the bed next to Spencer’s hip. Spencer looked away from him and Luke saw his eyes gloss over with tears.

“You really wanted me to let you die?” Luke’s voice cracked with emotion as he spoke.

“You said you read my letter. Did it sound like I wanted to be saved?”

“Why did you come to me? If you really wanted to die you were more likely to achieve that if you were alone.”

“The thought of dying alone scared me.” Spencer blinked back his tears, looking back at Luke. “I wanted someone there at the end. Someone I trusted.”

“Do you not think maybe it was just the thought of dying that scared you?” Luke asked softly and Spencer knew what he wanted the answer to be. But Spencer wasn’t going to lie to him.

“No. Truthfully, living scares me more than dying.” Spencer brought his hands to his face and rubbed his eyes. “Life comes with a significant amount of pressure, pressure which I can no longer stand the weight of. I’ve tried, Luke. I’ve tried so hard and I’m just so tired of it all. Life has exhausted me. I don’t…I don’t want to be here anymore.”

Spencer’s tears escaped and he got choked up. Luke clenched his jaw, furiously rubbing his eyes to keep his own tears at bay. His heart was shattering for his friend, for the pain he must be feeling. For the disappointment Spencer had in releasing he’d survived yet again.

“Jesus,” Luke swallowed thickly. “Now I feel bad for saving you.”

Spencer surprised him when, despite his tears, he chuckled dryly.

“I might be thankful for it one day, who knows. But right now I’m a little annoyed about it to be honest.”

“I wouldn’t do anything differently.” Luke shook his head. “You came to me for a reason and I was going to do anything I could to help you. I wasn’t just going to let you die, no matter how much you wished I had.”

Spencer rolled his lip between his teeth and nodded. He rubbed his face with his hands.

“Three weeks huh?” He changed the subject suddenly. “That’s what the doctor said.”

“Yeah. It’s been the longest three weeks of all of our lives.”

“Where are they all? I expected to be flooded with visitors.” Spencer smiled wearily.

“Indiana. Garcia is calling them. I imagine she’ll be on her way here.”

“Why weren’t you in Indiana?” Spencer narrowed his eyes on Luke.

“I haven’t been anywhere but here and home since you were admitted.” He shrugged. “You wanted me there at the end, but I wanted to be there at the beginning. The beginning of the rest of your life, the start of your road to recovery.”

“Again.” Spencer sighed. “I’m at the beginning again.”

“It’s the best place to start.” Luke forced a smile, trying to encourage Spencer.

“Yeah.” He nodded but didn’t seem as though he really agreed.

Moments later the door flew open, rocking against its hinges as a brightly coloured blur came crashing into the room, heels clicking on the floor as she ran to the bedside.

“Boy wonder! Oh my gosh you’re alive!” The bubbly blonde practically threw herself at Spencer, seemingly ignoring Luke’s presence.

“Lucky me.” Spencer sighed as he was pulled into Garcia’s arms.

While Penelope fussed over Spencer, Luke slid off the bed and quietly slipped from the room. He was happy Spencer was alive but he wished the younger man felt the same. And now he’d made it through, Luke was faced with a difficult decision on where he went from here.

Spencer asked him in his letter to have him committed, but he knew that now Spencer was awake, he was going to resist, fight him on the idea. If Luke did what his letter dictated then he would have to be the bad guy, he would have to force this on Spencer. Luke didn’t want to be in this position, this kind of decision didn’t seem fair to fall on his shoulders.

He had a lot to think about. And a lot was riding on it.

***

It was two days later the team arrived back from Indiana and descended upon the hospital. Luke had done nothing but think about his predicament and was yet to make any kind of logical decision on the matter.

He was nursing a cup of terrible coffee in the desolate hospital cafeteria when she found him. It was the middle of the night and all he really wanted was to crawl into bed with Roxy and not have to deal with any of this.

She weaved between empty tables and slid into the chair opposite him. He glanced up at her and offered her a sad half-smile as he cupped the coffee.

“I thought you’d be happy. He’s alive, you saved his life.” Emily returned the sad smile.

“Yeah.” Luke sighed as he spoke. “But what I’ve got to do next is kinda concerning me.”

Emily narrowed her eyes on him, a hint of confusion on her features. Luke reached into his pocket and pulled out the letter before sliding it across the table.

Emily picked it up and read through it. He watched the way her expression changed at certain parts. He sipped the coffee while he waited, grimacing at the taste but continuing to drink it nonetheless. When she was finished she folded the piece of paper and laced her fingers together.

“Oh.” Was all she said. Luke was hoping she’d have something more fruitful to offer.

“Why me, Emily? Why did he choose me?” Luke looked so torn and so confused.

“Oh come on.” Emily couldn’t help but laugh.

“What?”

“Are you really so naive? Spencer adores you. Since the first time I saw you two together there has been this bond between you. At first I thought it was transference, after Morgan left it kinda sent Reid into a tailspin. Morgan was like his older brother, always looking out for him and he lost that when Morgan left the team.” Emily explained but Luke was frowning.

“I’m still not sure I follow.” He scratched the back of his neck and Emily rolled her eyes.

“It’s different with the two of you. Less older brother, little brother and something more equal. Spencer does not open up to people easily, he gave me such a hard time when I joined the team. It was different when you joined, it was as though the two of you had known each other your whole lives. You can’t tell me you don’t see that?” Emily laid it out for him, a small smiling toying at her lips.

“I guess we kinda bonded.” Luke agreed. “But you and JJ and Garcia have all known him so much longer than I have. I was surprised.”

“Time doesn’t mean a thing, Luke. There’s a level of understanding and trust between the two of you that surpasses what we have with him. I’m not in the least bit surprised he chose you.” She reached across the table and patted his arm.

“That doesn’t really make the decision any easier.” He sighed heavily. “What the hell am I supposed to do?”

“He was pretty clear in his letter.” Emily shrugged. “And I can only assume because it’s actually somewhat legible and makes sense that he wrote it before he got high. He’s detoxing again now, the drugs are still in his system so he probably will fight you on it. But he was of sound mind when he wrote this and he said he wants you to have him committed.”

“I don’t know, Emily. A padded cell? Are we really at that stage?”

“They don’t call them padded cells anymore, Alvez, they’re called calming rooms or de-escalation rooms.” She corrected him.

“And you know that, because?” He frowned at her.

“Because I considered it before I had him sent to PIW.” She confessed. “I didn’t think it was the right place for him at the time, I was hoping the institute would be enough. But I think we are at that stage now.”

“What else do you know about them? Maybe if I had more information it would help.” He should have thought of that. It’s what Spencer would have done, research.

“Well, they are used for the supervised confinement of a patient, who is severely disturbed and poses harm to themselves or others. They have to, by law, allow communication between the patient and medical professionals through an intercom or something of the like. Include limited furnishings, a bed, pillow, mattress and a blanket. Reinforced windows, that provide natural light, controlled lighting, robust doors that open outwards.” She shrugged.

“He’d have a bed?” Luke questioned which made Emily chuckle.

“Yes, what did you expect that he’d be alone in the corner of a padded room in a straight jacket?”

“I honestly don’t know what I expected.”

“You watch too many movies. The room would still be padded with, like, foam or something else soft. The point of them is to reduce the amount of visual and auditory stimuli which is supposed to create a calming effect.”

“It sounds like solitary confinement. I may as well be sending him back to prison.” Luke groaned.

“I honestly think it’s the best place for him, Luke. He can detox, get his withdrawals out of his system in a safe environment where he has no distractions. It wouldn’t be forever, just until he’s over the worst of it and then I guess we look at sending him back to a psychiatric facility like PIW for rehabilitation. But he won’t make it if we send him back there now. I can almost guarantee he will find a way to relapse again if he goes back to a facility like that now.”

Luke knew she was right. Aside from Spencer, Emily was the smartest person he knew. And not only was she smart, she was rational. Everything she said made perfect sense and he agreed with her. It didn’t make the situation any less shit though.

“I hate that he’s put this on me.” Luke whined a little. “It’s not fair. None of this is fair.”

“He trusts you.” Emily shrugged, pushing her chair back. “He trusts you to make the right call for him. You and no one else.”

“What if I make the wrong decision?” Luke followed suit and stood too.

“You won’t.” Emily shot him a knowing smile.

Luke smiled back, admittedly feeling lighter after his talk with Emily but he still had his reservations. His mind wasn’t made up, not by a long shot, but at least he was armed with more information now. And even if he did totally fuck this up, he knew he always had his team on his side.

Even if Spencer wasn’t.

***

When Doctor Yang informed you that you had a visitor a little over two weeks after the last, you were elated if truth be told. You’d hadn’t expected Luke to come back, but you were over the moon that he had. He didn’t have to be here, he worked for the FBI and no doubt had other stuff going on in his life; why should he waste his precious time with someone he barely knew?

You’d gotten used to being alone. You’d run away from home when you were sixteen and never looked back. As far as you knew your parents had never looked for you. You bounced between friends' couches, sometimes sleeping on the streets but it was preferable to being in that house.

You’d been just shy of eighteen the first time you’d been given drugs, by an older guy you’d been hooking up with. You’d never even so much as smoked a cigarette before, but after the first time you snorted cocaine, there had been no going back.

For years this cycle continued. You had a string of older guys offering you drugs in exchange for sexual favours. Sometimes they gave you a place to stay for the night, other times you slept rough. At some point one of those guys must have been Spencer, but you didn’t take payment with drugs for your night spent with him.

He’d been good to you, you remembered that much. Usually the men you slept with used you for their own pleasure, not caring if you were getting off on it or not. But Spencer was different. You recalled him spending a long time that night focused on you, bestowing upon you more orgasms than you’d had in a really long time.

Even afterwards once the two of you were both spent you had a hazy memory of him holding you in arms, peppering your skin with kisses. You could vaguely feel his lips on your flesh, the way his breath fanned against you.

“I could lay like this with you forever, angel.”

“Me too.”

You weren’t sure either of you had actually uttered those words, maybe you’d created your own false memories of that night. But you liked to believe that was what had happened. At some point you must have left, you didn’t stay the night, you would have remembered waking up to him in the morning. And so your routine continued.

For a long time you were content with this lifestyle but then something had shifted. One morning after a particularly heavy binge you’d woken up in a nondescript room surrounded by the remains of drug paraphernalia and an array of used condoms. You were sore from the top of your head to the soles of your feet and covered in bruises and cuts that you had no memory of.

You knew something had to give.

And so you’d checked yourself into the Psychiatric Institute of Washington and vowed to yourself you would never end up in a situation like that again.

You were adept at being alone, but seeing SSA Luke Alvez waiting for you in the day room that afternoon filled you with joy. Someone cared. In a small way, someone cared about you. It was a welcome feeling.

“Didn’t expect you to come back.” You smiled as you slid into the chair opposite him.

“I said I would.” He smiled back. “I’m a man of my word.”

“It, uh, means a lot. People are only usually nice to me when they want something in return. Men especially.” You blushed a little and your expression told Luke exactly what you meant.

“Oh god.” He frowned in disgust. “Jesus, I’m…I’m sorry. I hope you don’t think-”

“You seem like a decent guy.” You cut him off. “I mean, you’re an FBI agent for a start.”

“Yeah but even FBI agents aren’t always…you know.” He shrugged, clearly talking about Spencer.

“Right.” You nodded. “Point taken. But for the record, addiction and everything aside, he is still a decent guy. He wasn’t like the others. From what I can remember anyway.”

“Yeah I don’t think he’s got a bad bone in his body.” Luke agreed.

“Are you going to tell me how he is or do I specifically have to ask?” Your lip twitched at the corner.

“He’s awake. He woke up a few days ago.” Luke nodded.

“How is he?”

“I think you can probably hazard a guess.”

“What’s going to happen to him now? Is he coming back?” You were equal parts excited and deflated at the thought of Spencer returning to PIW.

You wanted to see him again, more than you’d ever wanted any drug. But it could also be detrimental to you to see him again.

“He, uh, he wants me to have him committed. Padded cell kinda thing. Although apparently I’m not supposed to call them that anymore.” Luke scratched the back of his neck.

“Calming rooms.” You corrected him. “He said that to you?”

“Not exactly. It was in the letter he wrote me.”

“And you think he’s going to have changed his mind about that.” You surmised.

“I don’t think that, I know that he has. He keeps asking when he can go home.” Luke pinched the bridge of his nose.

“You know what will happen if he goes home though, right?” You spoke softly.

“He will take drugs. He will probably kill himself.” Luke sighed deeply.

“Most likely, yes.” You shrugged sadly. “Unfortunately us addicts are quite predictable.”

“What would you do? If you were released right now, what would you do?” Luke leant forward on the table.

“Much the same as what Spencer would.” You smiled wryly. “I’m four months sober but I’d still go out and buy drugs, I’m sure of it. And that’s why I know this is where I need to be.”

“I want to help him, I would literally do anything to help him. But I’m scared that if I force him into a place like that he’ll never forgive me.” Luke rolled his lip between his teeth.

“He might not.” You agreed. You didn’t want to sit here and lie to Luke, not after how nice he was being. “But if it helps him get better, to finally beat this, would it be worth it?”

“Undoubtedly.” Luke didn’t miss a beat.

“Then there’s your answer.” You smiled at him and he smiled back.

“I can see why Spencer likes you.”

“Hmm must my charm.”

“Must be.” He nodded in agreement. “You wanna take a walk or something?”

“Sure.” You pushed your chair back and he did the same.

As you led him outside you smiled to yourself. It was nice to have an ally, a friend even. Luke was kind and sweet and he made you feel connected to Spencer in some way. You hoped maybe you’d be able to continue this friendship even once you left this place.

SSA Luke Alvez was a good person to have on your side.

***

“Hey, man.” Luke edged the door open tentatively and spoke in a hushed tone in case Spencer was asleep.

But Spencer was wide awake, like usual, staring out of the window from his hospital bed.

“Hey,” he pulled the sheet up to his chin. “It’s late, what are you doing here?”

“I, uh, just got back from PIW.” Luke padded over to his bedside and slid into the chair.

“Why were you at PIW?” Spencer frowned at him.

“I went to see Y/N.” Luke shrugged.

“Why?” Spencer’s frown only deepened.

“I went and saw her right after you fell into a coma, I thought she’d want to know. She seemed to like having someone to talk to, I think she’s pretty much alone and I thought she could use a friend.”

“How is she?” Spencer swallowed thickly.

“You know.” Luke shrugged. “She misses you.”

“She told me she didn’t want to be with me so I’m quite sure that she doesn’t.” Spencer huffed, folding his arms.

“She just wants to stay clean, Spencer. She’s scared that the two of you would only enable each other.” Luke spoke softly but Spencer scoffed.

“Whatever, I don’t wanna talk about her.” He shook his head. “When can I go home?”

Luke exhaled heavily, running his hands over his thick stubble. Between his conversations with you and Emily he knew what he had to do. But it wasn’t going to be easy.

“You aren’t going home.” Luke whispered.

“Well I’m certainly not going back to PIW.” Spencer growled.

“No, you’re not.” Luke shook his head. “There’s a place up in Virginia that we think you’d benefit from spending time at. In the morning the doctor is going to assess you to see if you fit the criteria but I think you will. And, uh, well the state of Virginia allows for any interested person to involuntarily commit someone so I guess in this instance, that’s me.”

Spencer glared at him wildly while he spoke, hands coming to grip the bed sheet so tightly his knuckles turned white. Luke could see the vein in his forehead pulsing angrily just as he’d suspected.

“No.” Spencer croaked, shaking his head. “Not again. I won’t be forced into a place like that again, you can’t make me!”

“Yeah, I can.” Luke sighed. “You told me in your letter to do this, Spencer.”

“I didn’t know what I was talking about!” Spencer slammed his fists against the mattress, raising his voice. “I just want to go home!”

“You wanna go home so you can kill yourself?” Luke yelled back, jumping up from the chair. “Not on my watch!”

“If I want to kill myself that is none of your concern.” Spencer spat as Luke loomed over him.

“Too damn bad, because I am making it my concern.” Luke barked, unsure where exactly this sudden anger was coming from. “Do you have any idea what it was like for me to witness you overdosing on my floor? Do you have any fucking clue how scary that was for me? To see one of my best friends dying and knowing I would never forgive myself if something had happened to you!

I appreciate you didn’t want to die alone but that was really shitty of you to put that on me. I can’t fucking sleep, Spencer! Every time I close my eyes I see you seizing on my damn floor! It wasn’t fair of you to do that. None of this has been fair on anyone! Your addiction has made you selfish and it’s not just yourself it’s destroying. It kills all of us to see you like this and feel so fucking helpless. So yeah, it’s my concern. And I will not let you relapse again or kill yourself, ok? You are going to be committed Spencer. And if you wanna hate me for that, be my guest. But I’d rather you hate me than watch you die.”

By the time Luke was finished he was seething, foaming at the mouth and Spencer resembled a small child being told off by his father. Luke had never spoken to him in that way, Spencer wasn’t sure he’d ever heard Luke talk to anyone that way.

Spencer didn’t even know how to respond and so he didn’t, instead he shrunk further down in the bed as if the thin hospital sheet could protect him from Luke’s anger.

Luke knew if he stayed he’d inevitably say more things that wouldn’t help and make matters worse so instead he spun on his heels and quickly crossed the room to the door.

Spencer watched him go, tears welling in his eyes. As soon as Luke was gone and closing the door behind him, they overflowed.

Luke was right, he’d been selfish. He’d never stopped to think about how any of this had affected those closest to him. It had never occurred to him how much they were suffering because of what Spencer was doing to himself.

Had he really thought it was fair of him to die by Luke’s side? His only thought had been that he didn’t want to be alone at the end but he didn’t take into consideration how much his death might fuck Luke up.

He’d been a terrible friend, a terrible person. He’d gotten mad at you because you’d done the smart thing and put yourself first. But Spencer knew you’d also been right, the two of you would never work, your addictive personalities would only be each other's downfall.

George had been right too. Spencer spent so much of his time blaming other people for this mess rather than taking accountability for his own actions. He blamed Cat for sending him to prison and ultimately leading him back to drugs but she hadn’t forced the dilaudid in his hand. He’d made that decision to relapse, no one else had.

He’d broken the rules and he’d been caught, it wasn’t George’s fault, he’d simply been doing his job. And it was Spencer who had made the decision to leave the institute, no one else had forced him to. And it had been his choice to relapse upon leaving.

This was all on him. Pointing the finger of blame had been easier than admitting responsibility for his own actions. But at the end of the day, everything that had led him here had been completely in his own hands.

Maybe he needed to be committed, locked away where he couldn’t hurt himself or burden those he loved. And even if he didn’t want to get clean for himself, he should at the very least try for those seven people who had been there for him through thick and thin. He should do it for those people who’s love and support for him had never wavered.

If he couldn’t do it for himself he was going to do it for them. For Luke Alvez. For Emily Prentiss. For Penelope Garica and Jennifer Jareau. For David Rossi. For Tara Lewis and Matt Simmons.

He would do it for them. It was the least he could do.

@tiredmilky @thatsonezesty13 @1mechanicalalligator @elle-28 @academiareid

#spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid smut #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid x fem! reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction

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homestuckconfession · 29 days

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i think the epilogues should have written roxy transmasc in one route and transfem in the other. no preference which. this would have either achieved world peace or collapsed the fandom into a singularity of discourse dense enough to erase it from all other corners of the internet

#homestuck #homestuck confession #roxy lalonde #that is actually metaphysically possible and it would have been hilarious seeing the physics diagrams people made about it #mod commentary

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cringefail-clown · 1 year

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here's something different but ive been trying to come up with some concepts for the kids planets in turnabout! since their session is no longer void i had to come up with some ideas of how their lands would look like in a "normal" one and it's... a lot of work ngl lmfao

some more info about the lands in under the cut

First one is jakes! still not sure about the name but ive been thinking of Land of Sparks and Peaks (LOSAP) or something along those lines. the land is covered in glittering golden grass hills and mountains full of caves, perfect for exploring. the consorts are pretty friendly and helpful to their hero. jakes quest would have something to do with gaining the confidence in himself to use his aspect (achieving his peak you could say ehehe)

dirk's a fun one. it's a Land of Roots and Reflections (LORAR). absolute eyesore of pastel blues and pinks, roxy loves it, dirk not so much lmfao. the whole land is covered in huge forest with gigantic roots that make trekking through it a challenge. leafs are made of shards of reflective glass, which can be pretty dangerous to navigate through them. the consorts are absolutely useless - something happened to them that makes communicating with em impossible, they just wander around kinda souless. dirks quest would be to fix whatever happened to those guys, probably through breaking something, was thinking of some kind of mirror

now roxys is a huge work in progress, i was thinking bout Land of Darkness and Sands (LODAS) but we'll see. its a desert planet void of basically all life. it's pretty dark out there all the time, and the water that once flown through the land turned into some kind of tar-like substance. the consorts are few and far between, travelling through the land in small groups. her quest would have something to do with restoring the oasis that once existed and was home to all of the life on the planet

and that's basically it, it's still very much just a concept so i'd like to know what yall think!!

#homestuck #homestuck turnabout #turnabout au #dirk strider #jake english #roxy lalonde #just throwing that lil bit of lore onto yall #also theres no jane planet yet bc i need to think bout it some more skjfjf

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conceptofjoy · 2 months

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would be silly for the bit

roxy

rose

dave

jade

jake

jane

has to ‘come out on top’ by the end of the bit but will channel sillyness to achieve that

dave

rose

hal

june

jake

unaware participant of the bit

dirk

hal

june

#d talks #they are all silly

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maxxphoenixv1 · 7 months

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Maxxbomb #1 aka Maxxtendo Direct

Welcome the the first of what'll be hopefully many MAXXBOMBS. This is where I fit my unique content into a convenient package. Meet Kazari, The Reincarnation of Shadow Weaver

Kazari is a special She-Ra OC I created, sort of out of spite, but I really love her, like my own baby, which is ironic because I'm never having kids. Kazari has the ability to control HAVOK MAGIC, a powerful form of magic, imagine HAMON from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure mixed with ONE FOR ALL from My Hero Academia. Kazari is ruthless, mischievous, a trickster and kind of a raging b****canoe when she wants to be, but ultimately with a heart of gold. Also, she's dating Finn.

The two actually got together at Princess Prom. My friend, Luna actually designed her Prom Dress

The story is currently incomplete, but you can ready it on AO3

On the subject of She-Ra... I've actually made something really special for Catradora stans and Shadow Weaver Antis

Here are the link to the AO3 -> LINK

Further more, I am writing a sequel, here is the plot synopsis -> "In the aftermath of a harrowing school shooting that rips through Etheria High, Police Chief Mara grapples with the daunting task of unraveling the enigmatic threads that bind together a web of online fandoms, veiled secrets, and the haunting repercussions that reverberate through the shattered lives of survivors. As the community struggles to come to terms with the devastating event, an unsettling online phenomena begins threatens corrupt and distort the city and all that Mara holds dear!"

-> LINK

Winx: Mystic Crusaders

I'm also writing a spin-off for Roxy. It's called Winx: Mystic Crusaders. Ever since the battle against the Wizards of the Black Circle, things have not been exactly easy for Roxy, as it turns out, going through what she'd been through is pretty traumatic. Things become complicated when the Winx go missing. Now, Roxy has set out to rescue them, but she can't do it alone, so now, she must gather up a team of fairies, witches and specialists to save to day and bring back peace. Together, they are the MYSTIC CRUSADERS. And here is the logo

You can read this story, live on AO3 ->

While we're on the subject of Roxy. I've always made the case that Roxy was the Gohan of Winx Club

To that end, I made a special transformation of Roxy... KIDEMIX

Kidemix, the culmination of Roxy's evolution, rises above the usual metamorphoses triggered by tasks or quests. It materializes as a manifestation of unparalleled pressure and trauma, akin to a dormant volcano violently erupting or a cornered, wounded creature lashing out in desperation. Unlike other transformations, Kidemix surges forth in direct response to the malevolence and injustices heaped upon the user and their cherished ones, channeling a primal force to confront and annihilate profound evil. It becomes a vivid representation of innocence irretrievably lost in the face of adversity.

To attain Kidemix, Earth Fairies follow a straightforward set of criteria:

Possessing a Pure Heart: Kidemix's essence lies in the unwavering purity of the fairy's heart, a prerequisite that distinguishes it from mere magical achievements.

Amassing a Colossal Quantity of Power: In stark contrast to conventional power-ups, Kidemix demands the accumulation of an extraordinary reservoir of energy. For Roxy, this involved acquiring Aquatix, a power source potentially 15 times more potent than the formidable Sirenix.

Experiencing an Intense Emotional Trigger: Kidemix awakens in response to an overwhelming surge of emotions, triggered by profound experiences. This emotional catalyst propels the fairy into a transformative state of power and resilience.

The abilities bestowed by Kidemix extend beyond a mere power boost; they push the user's capabilities beyond their logical conclusion. Roxy, as the Fairy of Animals, gains the extraordinary ability to adopt the traits of any creature in existence. Kidemix, in essence, propels the user's abilities to an unprecedented zenith.

Notably, the user's size increases to nearly double its original.

Just as Spider-Man possesses the formidable black suit, and Teen Gohan achieves Super Saiyan 2, Roxy's Kidemix stands as her ultimate transformation, showcasing her strength and resilience in the face of adversity.

Kidemix, however, is not a power easily harnessed. It carries a wild and savage essence, needing to be tamed and mastered. Like a tempest, it can be uncontrollable, requiring the user to forge a deep connection and understanding to guide its formidable power. But what about you? How would your OCs Kidemix work? Or the other Winx? Tell me using the #WinxKidemix. BTW, the art was done by Poison the Cat on IG

#she-ra and the princesses of power #catradora #shera #kazari #winx club roxy #winx club #ao3 #WinxKidemix

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kodamaghost00 · 5 months

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Can you do 30 headcanons for Glamrock Chica?

30 Glamrock Chica Headcanons

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[Disclaimer!!]

This post will contain: NSFW,Sfw,Fluff,Smut

It’s also Genderless for the girls,gays and theys! You are a Technician in these scenarios!

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Let’s begin!

She’d call you “Cupcake” and “Sugar”! She’d dislike calling you by your name.

She loves taking you out for dinner! She obviously loves pizza and will adopt your taste!

She’ll give her opinion on your outfits. And she’ll be honest about it too!

She’s very kind and some customers are taking advantage of that. Every time you step in and speak up for her she’ll blush badly.

She would initiate your first kiss and you also don’t mind it! But regardless she’ll say “Omg cupcake I’m so so sorry! I should’ve asked you beforehand!!!”. You’d reassure her that you liked it.

She would love the game “Just Dance” and whether you like it or not she will force you to do it with her.

When kids come in mazercise she loves to play tag with them in the labyrinth.

In the after hours of the Pizzaplex she likes to go to Roxy and chill in her green room.

She’d be a bottom but she also never had anything against topping you. She enjoys oral more than anything else.

She will plan so many dates for you two to go on. Most of them include cooking/backing so you two can talk while eating your self made food!

One time she told you to meet her in the her bakery after your shift ended. Once you entered the kitchen she ran up to you with a huge smile saying “You came! I’ve got everything ready for our date night!! Let’s get ready and make some cookies!”

When the cookies were in the oven you both sat down at a table waiting for them. She sat across from you and held your hand gently with a little blush forming on her cheeks.

You compliment her on a daily basis but this time was different. “Thank you cupcake… you’re the sweetest person I’ve ever known…”. You also blushed so you both started to laugh.

Once the cookies were ready you two brought them to her green room where you both sat down and watched TV while eating your food.

She cries every time an animal dies/gets hurt in a movie or series.

She is the most sexualized animatronic in the Pizzaplex so she gets catcalled/assaulted a lot. Everytime that happens it ends with you and the creep having a Fistfight. The police often gets involved too.

When you two cuddle she’s always giving you small kisses and goes through your hair.

She’d get super exited when she sees you wearing her merchandise! “You look super cute cupcake!”

When she has a solo on stage she performs like a goddess! Hitting every single note perfectly. One of her most requested songs is “Girlfriend” by Avril Lavigne.

She gets nervous when little kids request her for a birthday party. She starts to tap her feet rapidly in order to calm down.

Sometimes she gets lost in her own thoughts when she practices her Guitar. She hums to all her favorite songs.

She is super sad over Glamrock Bonnie’s death. They had a brother-sister bond that nobody could ever achieve with her. She keeps a bowling ball in her room to remember him.

She’s super flirty. When you do something nice for her she’ll say “For that you’ll get a nice little treat later…~”

She’d ask you politely for intimacy though. She’d exactly say “Hey cupcake…? Could we… y’know. Have some fun?” You’d chuckle and gladly say yes.

She also enjoys when you two take your time on the foreplay. She loves the feeling of your tongue.

She would enjoy Vanilla more than BDSM. But if you’re into it she’ll try.

She would go to Freddy if she had any self esteem problems. She looks up to him and loves his reassurance.

No matter how fun she is she also has her own problems. She’s scared that if she drops the build up persona that people will like her less.

She’s also scared that she’ll start eating garbage again. She can’t seem to control it.

In the end of the day it’s you two against the world. She’s always there for you and you for her. “I love you so so much cupcake… thank you for everything!”

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Thank you so so much for the request! If anyone else has requests drop them right at me. I love doing your requests. And once again thank you for reading! Also you can follow me on other social medias like TikTok or YouTube!

- Your Ghost ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽つ

#glamrock chica #glamrock chica x reader #fnaf sb chica #fnaf chica #glamrock animatronics #fnaf glamrock #fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #fnaf fandom #fnaf sb x reader #fnaf headcanons #headcanon #chica the chicken

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houdinicorbini · 1 year

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Hi! Can I request monty x fem!reader where she is a night guard and finds monty (after Gregory defeats him) crawling around and she helps him and fixes him up? Thanks!

Sure! This is actually good timing because I wanted to get myself out there with security breach!

So thanks!

Also, I will say for this that when the animatronics get destroyed by Gregory, whatever mind control thing they are under leaves

Trigger warnings: Monty getting destroyed, mind control, slight cursing

"Hey! Little guy!" Monty yelled as he once more caught sight of the lost child roaming the pizzaplex.

He's been chasing him all night, along with Chica and Roxy, but something about this didn't seem right.

Nothing about what he was doing,, seemed right. But he can't remember much right now. Like his memories had been taken overnight.

There are bits and pieces that Monty does remember, are memories confirming that he'd never go as far as to harm a child, though, it feels as if he has no more control of his body.

That he's merely a puppet. Someone who's having to watch from the outside, as he's forced to hunt down this poor kid.

He wonders if the others feel this way, or if he is alone on this.

But of course, none of that matters right now, only the objective at hand. Catch Gregory.

Multiple times Monty had come close to completing him mission, but Gregory keeps getting away, time after time again.

And suspiciously, Freddy will sometimes be there as well. But he's helping the others track down this kid, he's not helping him, no, that would be insane.

Vanessa has informed all of the animatronics to find and apprehend him, but why does it feel like their is some ulterior motive? Like catching is not just what you need to do.

Even if Monty wanted out of this, it seems as if something else, or someone else, is forcing him to stay in line.

So there's nothing that can be done here, the only goal is the find and kill Gregory, whether they want to, or not.

And because of this constant chasing and nearly dying, it's forced Gregory to stand up and fight back. Chica was the first one to experience that.

And unfortunately, Monty is about to as well.

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You've been working as a nightguard here at the pizzaplex for some time now. Maybe a few months already.

The plan was to actually apply for a mechanical job, but due to the company using high tech machinery to fix the animatronics, you decided to take the job they offered.

Which was nightguard.

It did bum you out a little that you couldn't work on the animatronics because this was something you've been striving to achieve since you were a kid.

But you took security guard becuase you'll at least be able to get close and see these fascinating robots.

Montgomery Gator was the one who had caught your interest the most.

You thought his design was absolutely amazing, how they were able to make something as heavy as an animatronic swim which the fact of that alone would make anyone want to discover how he operates.

He's also you're favorite due to the fact that you got this job while you were in an incredibly low point in your life. And seeing him give his all on stage cheered you up.

Made you even stay and watch the concerts he was in when it was your day off.

He was the main reason you kept doing this odd job. All night you swear you've heard talking, like a kid, but when you investigate, there is no one!

It feels like you are going insane.

And for some reason the animatronics were just out and about??

You tried to ask why, but they just seemed rather spaced out or tried to come up with an excuse.

You believe one of them said something about Vanessa letting them out, which is already causing your mind to run fifty miles an hour.

"I just need to find Vanessa and see what's going on."

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Monty had just jumped down onto the catwalks right above gator golf.

He could hear the robotic gators down below breaching the water here and there.

What he couldn't hear was Gregory, he saw the kid on the catwalks, but where was he?

And then he heard what sounded like the toy guns going off, hitting the target right above the giant bucket of golf balls.

Now he knew exactly where the brat was.

But why did he think Gregory was a brat? He never thought this way before. Sure there was the occasional kid, but this felt different.

Everything just felt hazy.

And this hazy feeling is starting to wear Monty down, like he's trapped. None of this feels right.

"There you are!" Monty screamed, chasing after Gregory at full speed, the flooring shaking with each hard stomp he made.

These catwalks were never up to date, and that is about to be Monty's downfall, quite literally.

This annoying little game of cat and mouse continued on for the next several minutes.

Probably the most stressful several minutes Gregory has ever had. Not everyday you go toe to toe with an animatronic alligator.

But all of that was about to change as Gregory was so close to filling up the damn bucket. Maybe five more golf balls and he's good to go.

Multiple times Monty has nearly achieved his goal, but he's always a second short and the shaking of the catwalk isn't exactly helping him out here.

He couldn't exactly understand why Gregory wanted up here, but Monty's not exactly in the right now to ask questions right now, not that he could anyways.

'Almost there' Gregory thought to himself, trying desperately to not get caught by this oversized attraction.

He was somehow able to get three balls in before he was chased away from the shooter, but no worries, he's got this!

"Enough of this game of hide and seek!" Monty growled in frustration, looking around eagerly to see if Gregory was anywhere near.

Monty can only deal with this damn child getting away for so long before it gets real annoying. And we have gotten well past that point.

"There you are!" Monty yelled, finally catching sight of Gregory once more, not realizing that the bucket has been successfully filled.

Rushing past the bucket and to the button, Gregory anxiously waited for Monty to get in close enough range.

"No where left to run." Monty said in a menacing tone, getting closer and closer.

Once he was right under the bucket, Gregory slammed his hand on the button, causing the bucket to begin falling on Monty.

Which Monty was able to catch it but he was struggling and was able to stop it for a second.

That absolutely terrified Gregory for a second, until the floors finally gave away and broke underneath the gator.

He watched as Monty hit each and individual beam on his way down until he hit the stage.

Finally, now he can rest a tad bit easier. ~~~~~~~~

You could have sworn that there was a loud crash that had come from inside the building somewhere!

What on earth is going on tonight!

You've heard about odd things happening sometimes, but after working here for months and haven't seen anything weird, you assumed it was all rumors.

But tonight is forcing you to wonder if there is some truth behind those rumors.

Getting a tad bit anxious and frustrated from the odd events of tonight, you decide to go investigate what exactly is going on.

"I new I shouldn't have come in tonight." You say in a tired tone.

"And on my day off too."

Going through the building, you see no signs of Chica or Monty. Which is weird because you saw them actively moving around earlier, even Freddy was no where to be seen.

"Vanessa is gone too, of course." You said with a sigh, getting rather fed up.

You jumped out of your skin when you heard what sounded like metal scraping against the floor.

You quickly grab your flashlight before turning it on in the direction of the godawful scraping sounds.

What you saw both surprised and disturbed you. It was Monty, and he looked so lost and broken.

He had no legs and his exoskeleton on his arms looked like they had been taken off.

"Monty?" You say, worried about how this happened and what did this to him. This is some really bad damage.

"What happened?" You ask, each step of your boots causing them to echo throughout the place as you got closer to him.

The animatronic looked around, wanting to know the same thing. He couldn't remember much, just bits and pieces of what happened.

Though, he didn't want to believe that to be the truth.

"I'm,,, not sure." His voice came out rather gravelly. And it's not like it was a complete lie, he didn't truly know what happened, only parts of the truth.

"Let's get you down to parts and service, we can talk more then." You say while effortlessly picking him up. Monty laid limp as he let it happen, he was very surprised by the raw strength you had.

He would've find it humorous, if it was not under these circumstances.

Monty didn’t want to see you under these conditions, you were always his favorite employee.

You actually treated the animatronics with love and respect, not like they were some inconvenience or abomination.

It was a nice change having you around, knowing he wouldn’t get treated badly for just being different.

“There should be some spare parts to work with down in parts and services.” You said, cutting the silence.

Monty stayed quiet, still trying to piece together what happened and why he felt like he wasn’t in control.

Maybe a deadly virus had hacked into his programming. Yeah, that has to be it.

After a few minutes, you had gotten down to parts and services through Monty’s door.

After sitting him down in the chair, you went to work, preferring to due this by hand. That machine is just a horrible shortcut, and who knows when it might malfunction.

“I’ve read through all of the Glamrocks manuals, including the daycare attendants!” You said proudly.

Monty slowly looked up at you, puzzled by how you got your hands on it.

Reading his confusion, you answered.

“I stole them.”

And then continued to work on him like nothing happened.

He couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh at the fact that you had the guts to do something like that.

“I made sure to put them back exactly where I found them.” You added.

“I think it’s good that you did take them.” Monty admitted, kind of happy that it’s you working on him and not the automated machine.

But he couldn’t explain why. Is it because he thinks of you as a friend?

You kept going back and forth from him to the back where all of his parts were being kept. You even made sure to grab his manual, just to be safe.

You don’t want to mess up just because you got overconfident. It would be him who mainly gets punished.

Well, maybe you too, you could lose your job.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get all fixed up!” You said with a smile, already working on getting his legs fixed up.

“May take a bit.” You said, noticing that you’d have to get a new exo skeleton, may need to replace some of his endo too.

You have a lot of work to do, and not enough time to do it since the doors would be opening in just a few hours.

What felt like a while but was actually maybe 10-15 minutes, Monty decided to speak up to break this silence.

Though it’s not like he minded it, your presence was just enough. But he couldn’t understand why.

“You’re too good at this to be a night guard.” He said, noticing how well you were doing.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” You laughed before continuing your sentence.

“I had originally tried to get a job here as a mechanic, but they told me I wasn’t needed in that department. I took what I could get, so when they offered me the night guard job, I snatched it.”

“I think they should reconsider, I’d still be crawling if it weren’t for you.” Monty said with what sounded like sincerity.

“Maybe I’ll try to request it again if the opportunity ever comes up.”

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You were able to get what you could done before the doors open. What was left would have to be fixed by whoever operates the machine.

After that night, you and Monty had grown so much closer.

You found yourself at his concerts when you were off or just available.

And Monty found himself leaving his room at night just so he could see you. He’d even walk with you through your shift.

Luckily the odd things from that night had finally stopped so you didn’t have to worry about anything weird like that happening again.

But the weirdest thing to you is that you might be falling for an animatronic alligator.

And he might be falling back.

I finally got it done! I apologize if there’s not enough Monty x reader in it, by the time I realized there was too much down to go back

But I hope you enjoy!

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