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rosescries · 1 year

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The Party Isn't Over

(This is definitely one I'll be continuing at some point)

Glamrock Animatronics/Animatronic!Reader

It was so quiet for so long, then you woke up in a strange place. You don't know what happened or how you got here. You want to know where your friends are. Everything's so different, so much bigger and newer. And all these strange new animatronics are nothing like the ones you remember.

What happened?

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~Night Three: Gold Sunshine Glow~

You look over the closed shutters in Kid's Cove, eyes narrowed a bit. Looking at the map, there's apparently a daycare past them. You're not sure if there's going to be anything interesting back there though.

You blink a few times as the time flashes in your eyes. You feel a jolt of panic with it, the alarm reading that it's almost six am. You better get back to that room you woke up in and get there fast.

Luckily, you're on wheels now so you make it there in record time. You pause a bit when you see the big guy in the dance studio rousing, then jump a bit when their head turns towards you. You both stare at each other for a long moment before you raise a hand and wave. The other animatronic waves back.

The time flashes up again and you book it up the stairs, back to the roller rink. You zip right into the back room you woke up in, leaning against the wall afterwards. Seeing as you have a minute before six am hit, you slip down to sit on the ground with a redundant puff of air escaping you.

Freddy and Chica made it seem like you're supposed to perform, but what are you supposed to do here? What even is your purpose in being here? Where'd all your friends go?

You blink as words pop up in your vision again, answering at least one of your questions.

Apparently you're not really performing anything, just here to entertain anyone that comes to the rink and help kids learn how to skate. You are programmed to know quite a few tricks though that you can perform if asked. But you're mainly just here to interact with the kids in the rink.

Is... Is that really all you're meant to do? ...Well... alright?

Your head jerks up at sounds beginning up on the other side of the door, then blink at a schedule scrolling through your vision. You shake your head and it clears, you climb back to your feet again.

Why do you need to know when the main shows are? You're scheduled to be right where you are when they're performing. Is it just so you can direct people to it, or at least make them aware of it? You have no idea.

Your eyes dart to the side, towards the door even though your back is still facing it.

It's almost time for you to go out and face people. There'll be adults... and children... teenagers. There'll be a whole lot of noise and lights and movements. You're going to be expected to perform and act and entertain. Entertain children, which is what you were built to do originally and never got to. Even if it was in a different way than you're meant to here.

But you're still going to have to deal with adults too. You.... You could even see him........ What are you supposed to do then? Is.... Is he even still around?

You dare not get your hopes up.

Warnings and directives flash before your eyes, breaking you out of your thoughts. You don't have any time to think anymore.

You turn and face the door, your feet moving automatically to bring you closer to it. You're able to stop for just a second before reaching it, staring at it for a moment longer. But then you push forward, the door opening to the sounds of loud music and cheers.

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The day has just ended for the Daycare Attendant, all his little friends have gone home and left the Daycare so very empty and quiet. Sun can't say he enjoys this time alone, he prefers having his little friends around! He likes having company and others to entertain! It gets so lonely without someone else around.

He supposes he has Moon, though he's not very good company anymore.

'Rude,' the said Naptime Attendant hisses in their shared minds. 'So rude, Sunny. Rude, rude, rude.'

"Hush," Sun replies, definitely not pouting. He sets a block down with a little more force than is probably necessary. "You've been rude too, ya know! And mean!"

Moon chuckles, but then quiets and lets Sun continue to clean in peace.

The kids made such a mess today! Though it's nothing he can't handle cleaning up! He's done even before the Plex is completely closed for the night! But.. that also leaves him with nothing to do, unfortunately. Nothing to do, nothing to do.

He still has a few hours before Moon is let out to roam, so he should do something. What is there to do though?

Ugh. He hates nighttime.

Sun jumps up to his and Moon's shared "room" with the help of their wire, which Moon often gets more use out of than he does.

He hops down off the balcony and meanders into the second room, glancing around idly.

He supposes he can tinker with that arcade cabinet until the morning approaches. Or maybe he can just think up some ideas for things to do tomorrow, maybe he can come up with something special for him and his friends to do! Yes, he thinks he'd prefer to do that.

It's as he's sitting there brainstorming that he hears it. The doors to the Daycare are opening, confusing both the Attendants.

No one usually comes in at this time, so who could that be?

Sun immediately hooks up to the cameras, gazing through each one until he finds the one that shows the unexpected guest. And what an unexpected guest they are!

You're visiting the Daycare! The newest addition to the crew! The soft looking human bunny rabbit stationed in the fancy new roller rink!

He knows about you thanks to Moon seeing the posters advertising the addition, along with you being added to the security database so Moon wont attack you thinking you're an intruder.

'Is intruding in our Daycare,' Moon sings, able to see you curiously gazing around the playarea the same as Sun can. You haven't touched anything or moved anything out of place though. It really seems like you're just curious, maybe a little confused. 'Silly little trespasser. Silly little rulebreaker. She's not supposed to be here. Silly, silly, silly. Silly little bunny.'

"Hush! There's nothing saying she can't be here!" Sun replies, standing so he can creep up to the balcony again. He peers around it to see you're examining the play structures, hand up to your rosy lips in curiosity.

You look incredibly soft.

'She's supposed to be in her own attraction,' Moon replies, still in that sing-song tone of his.

"The others are allowed to roam around if they like," Sun counters, watching you quietly explore the Daycare.

'Not her. Not yet,' Moon chuckles, Sun pouting further. 'Rulebreaker. Rulebreaker.'

Moon is teasing him. He's trying to get him all riled up. Sun knows it. If you really weren't allowed to leave your attraction currently, you wouldn't be here right now exploring his Daycare. The S.T.A.F.F. bots would've stopped you if nothing else, so you're fine.

He is a bit surprised you're out already though! This was your first day, wasn't it? He'd think you'd be resting or something instead of exploring.

Ah, well! You're here now! He's spent too much time just watching you! He should've come down ages ago!

So, he twirls fully into view and makes his presence known with a laugh. Which he can see startles you with that jump you did, like you weren't expecting anyone to be here. It makes his grin widen a bit more.

He jumps down into the ball pit, hearing your adorable surprised squeak. He waits by the edge of the pit for you to get closer, then springs out of it and startles you even more by grabbing you. He lifts you up like he does with the children, finding you barely weigh more than the children in his opinion.

"HEL-LO!" He greets, unperturbed by your wide eyed stare. Like a rabbit caught by a predator. "New friend, you're sure out late! What brings you here? Did you come to visit?"

You're so much smaller than them. If he had to guess, you're probably the smallest animatronic here. Disregarding the little Wet Floor Bots and Mini Music Man of course. You're awfully cute too, even more so up close! Your little poofy skirt and too big sweater just about swallowing you whole! Your wide green eyes staring up at him in shock, cute face a lot more expressive than any of theirs are. Adorable!

"U-uh.. I.." You stutter, voice soft and sweet sounding. "Just.. Just exploring."

"Well, welcome to the Daycare!" Sun exclaims, motioning outwards as if showing off the place. "We have a lot of fun here during the day when the little kiddos come to stay! You're free to stay here as long as you like to look around! But there is only one rule! Keep the lights on.. On... ON.."

"O-okay," you respond, leaning as far back as his grip will allow you to.

'Oh.. No fair, Sunny. I'd like a chance to play with the cute little rabbit.. No fair, no fair, no fair,' Moon whispers, Sun completely ignoring him in favor of watching you. You backed up a bit once he set you back down on your wheels, hands connecting behind you as you look over him.

"So.. you're the.. Daycare Attendant?" You ask, hesitantly. Your eyes dart to the posters for a second before returning to his form again.

"Yup, yup, yup! I watch all our little friends while they're here," Sun replies, clapping his hands together. "And you're the new bot for that fancy rolling rink!"

"Yeah," you shrug, glancing around before settling your eyes on him again.

"That's so cool! How was your first day? Did you have a lot of visitors? I bet it was lots of fun!" Sun asks, tilting his head curiously. You nod slowly with a hum.

"Yeah. A lot of people showed up..... It was.. fun," you reply, Sun humming as he glances over you again.

You have a lot of... "human" tells he notices, or maybe just fidgets. The way your grip tightens on your sleeve, not quite meeting his eyes. Your face is expressive enough to show your discomfort, mouth twisted down and eyebrows lowered. You're turtling a bit too, shoulders rising to the sides of your head. Small things, but things he's picked up from the kids that come to the Daycare.

Strange. He wouldn't think a new bot would have these human-like qualities, even if you are modeled after one.

"That's wonderful! Good to hear, good to hear! I'm sure you'll have lots of more fun tomorrow too," Sun grins, patting your head between your rabbit ears. "So are you going to look around some more? I won't mind if you'd like to stick around for a bit longer!"

"Uhm... Sure," you nod, glancing up towards his hand which is still on your head.

"Wonderful!" Sun exclaims, then grabs your hand to excitedly pull you even further into the Daycare. "I'll show you around!"

Sun shows you every corner of the Daycare and tells you what usually happens during the day. All the fun games that he plays with the kids and some fun stories about what the kids get up to. He's even more excited to see that you're actually paying attention as you gaze around his home, nodding along and humming.

Such a good guest!

"Have you met any of the big stars?" Sun asks curiously, head tilting to the side. You grimace, but nod.

.. Odd.

"I met them yesterday," you reply, shrugging the shoulder not connected to the hand he's holding.

"... Did the meeting not go well? I can't imagine Mr. Fredbear being rude," Sun comments, tapping a finger against his "chin."

"Freddy and Chica were fine," you assure, waving your free hand.

"Ah, so Mr. Gator and Ms. Wolf then," Sun hums, shaking his head a bit. "The troublemakers like those two a lot, so I'm not surprised!"

"The meeting was fine! Really," you chuckle, looking a bit nervous. "I just... get the feeling they weren't very excited."

"Hmmm..." Sun tilts his head in thought, curious and eyeing your reaction for a long moment. But then shrugs. "I wouldn't know why! New friends are always exciting!"

You just shrug, hand coming up to grip the fabric around your torso. Your fingers fiddle with the fabric, though you're broken out of your thoughts as Sun tugs your hand to regain your attention. He pulls you towards the crafting corner, the wheels on your feet doing most of the heavy lifting for him.

"If you're not busy, we can do some crafting!" He offers, already able to see the dark cloud that was curiously hanging over your head. "I always find it the most fun part of the day! The little kiddos are always so creative!"

You look over the tiny child-sized tables for a moment, then nod.

"Okay. Sounds like fun."

Sun jumps and runs to grab the art supplies while you seat yourself onto the ground in front of one of the tables. He then sets out the supplies, rather excited to see what you'll make. He does work on something of his own, attempting to draw his new friend across from him.

You apparently don't even notice him looking at you, or you don't show it if you do. You look like you're very focused on your own project, whatever it is you're drawing. From what he can see of the drawings, it looks like you're drawing some kids. Maybe some you saw today? That's sweet!

You look.... kind of troubled though for some reason. Your brows pinching in a human-like manner on your forehead. You soon grimace at the drawing, shaking your head before setting the drawing to the side and picking up another piece of paper.

'Strange little rabbit.'

Sun can't help but agree with his counterpart, even if he doesn't really want to.

"Were those some new friends you made today?" Sun asks, making you blink up at him.

"... No," you reply, eyes slowly dragging over to the discarded drawing again. Your eyebrows pinch again, eyes narrowing slightly. "..... Old friends."

"Old?" Sun asks, confused and tilting his head. You just nod and don't say another word about it.

Strange, strange, strange. Strange little bunny.

If you're a new bot, how could you have old friends? And why did you look so unsure about the drawing of them?

You have such a personality for a new bot too, more than any of them have had! Like you've already been here for months! It took them a while to gain the mannerisms they have, learning and adapting and all that the mechanics talk about. But you seem to have already gained all that even if you just got here. Already having ticks and little quirks, even quite human ones!

So strange, so strange.

Sun glances over the drawing you set aside again, looking over the children in the drawing.

It's a really good drawing, he has to say! Not stick figures and it has a lot of skill showing! Which is very impressive! You didn't finish the drawing though, the faces of the kids are missing. You did add... animal features to them though? Like you weren't sure whether to draw them as kids or animals. Two have little bear ears and a microphone in hand, another has purple bunny ears, one has red fox ears and a hook for a hand, and the last has what almost looks like yellow wings and a cupcake in hand. From the drawing, the brown bear kid is the biggest and the purple bunny is the smallest.

Strange way to draw your friends. He wonders why you did that.

Sun looks back at you, finding you concentrating more on whatever you're drawing now.

You're so strange, so strange.

How exciting!

#i'll admit this is a mostly sun and moon centric fic #even if they're all included in the relationship tags #simply because mc has feelings and the main four have feelings #mc because they're so similar yet completely different from her friends #and the main four because she's bonnie but absolutely not bonnie #complicated feelings to sort through #sun moon and dj mm however have none of those connections #so mc doesn't avoid them as much #and seeks them out #mc's old friends do come back tho #she gets that reunion #for better or for worse #fnaf security breach #rosey writes

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finncakes · 11 months

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I came here to say, if you are there, maybe you can talk to my friend Orym and try to say that we're okay and we're alive and hopefully we'll see you soon.

A Prayer Answered

#critical role #bells hells #fearne calloway #orym #orym of the air ashari #fey blossoms #i miSS THEM IS DRIVING ME INSANE #the fact that these two events line up makes me so ....cries #i cannot wait to see their reunion specifically #fearne is gonna cry and i won't be able to handle it #she loves him so much and orym is so comforted by her nonchalant and silly presence... :((#i hope whenever they get new outfits orym still matches fearne

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gay-jesus-probably · 4 months

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I like the general fandom trend to just take the plot of Hyrule Warriors as a loose guideline at best and just use the whole concept as a good excuse to get blorbos to interact across timelines, BUT I'm very disappointed that everyone is missing the comedic potential of a very specific squad of characters:

Young Link (aka Mask), who walks out of the nightmare of Majora's Mask and immediately gets portal kidnapped into a temporal war, takes one look at the whole mess and decides that you could not fucking pay him to admit to being the resident expert on Time Shenanigans. He introduces himself with the title of Hero of Termina, and definitely doesn't have any other ones, that would be crazy. Hero of Time? Never heard of him.

Tetra, who is a kickass pirate captain with zero patience for people trying to shove her into the Designated Princess role, and realizes immediately that Oh Fuck, this Hyrule has a lot of Ideas about how the Hero and the Princess are supposed to properly play their parts, the second they realize she's technically a Zelda they're gonna shove her in a goddamn dress and damsel her again, that's not happening. So she's definitely just a really cool pirate captain, nothing else going on here at all, definitely not the heir of the Hylian royal family in her time, that'd be crazy.

Ravio, who is literally just a palette swapped Link, meaning that the second his hood comes off, things are gonna get Awkward. There's no way in hell he's dealing with all that Hero baggage, that's Link work, so that giant bunny hood/mask is practically superglued to his head, and he's not taking it off for love or money.

Spirit Tracks Zelda, who is just in the Phantom Armour the whole time, and passing herself off as just a friendly ghost posessing a suit of armour to help the Hero of Spirits. Of course she isn't Princess Zelda, that's ridiculous, if she were a Zelda then people would start getting really weird about her technically being dead, and boy does that ever sound like a whole Thing she doesn't want to deal with, so she can't possibly be Zelda, she's just a nice ghost knight. Also, her teenage grandma is here, and that's kinda weird, so it's easier to just not admit to being royalty and avoid that awkward conversation.

Finally there's Sheik, who is not the Princess Zelda of the era straight up abandoning her war torn country for months at a time so she can risk her life in extreme cosplay for no clear reason, but is instead the actual Sheik from Ocarina of Time, who just beat Ganondorf like a month ago and is still trying to process what the fuck to do now. Also, he's been pretending to be a boy since he was ten, and is realizing there's a pretty good chance that he isn't pretending anymore, so that's a whole other can of worms. But for the last seven years of his life, being Princess Zelda meant certain death, so he's not really inclined to introduce himself like when in a new and stressful situation (not to mention he might actually just not be a girl named Zelda anymore), so he automatically introduces himself as just Sheik the spooky ninja man, and fuck he's in too deep to back out now, looks like he's committing to the bit. If you think you sense the Triforce of Wisdom on him, no you don't.

Cue shenanigans as the five of them attempt to hide that they're all actually kind of A Big Deal. The group motto is "Nobody says shit", which is usually delivered as a frantic hiss whenever someone slips up. Just the reunion between Sheik and Mask alone would be absolutely buckwild given how they parted, and how they're both frantically pretending to Not be involved with each other. For added hilarity and/or drama, Sheik gives his semi-bullshit cover story of having just been a friend of the Hero of Time, then runs into said Hero of Time and they both have to desperately pretend not to know each other, because if anyone picks up on the mountain of baggage between them then Mask is busted, and he won't hesitate to drag Sheik down with him out of sheer spite. Not to mention the weird balance of Sheik being used to this Link being a teenager that's actually a small child, and now has to adjust to Link who is a small child that's actually a teenager.

Also, i really feel like we're all missing out on the comedy potential of Ganondorf recognizing Young Link on sight and the two of them immediately launching into a grudge match with some extremely personal and specific insults on both sides. Meanwhile literally everybody else is just standing there watching, trying to process the fact that out of every single person that's been pulled out of time, Ganondorf only has personal beef with a literal nine year old.

I just feel like we're all really sleeping on the potential for Shenanigans here. The whole thing is an absurd mess, why not have some fun with it?

#legend of zelda #hyrule warriors #for the record im picturing the sheik-mask reunion as being the spiderman pointing meme for like five minutes #also my mental image of sheik is extremely Bad haircut (he does it himself with a knife and doesnt care about making it even)#and a ridiculous tanline across his face from wearing a mask all day #OOT magiaclly growing out zelda's hair and manifesting a Royal Gown was some top tier bullshit and i'm always angry about it #like dude. literally all of princess zelda's finery was made for a ten year old #she's like eighteen now. nobody's making royal finery for teenage zelda. where was she supposed to get that dress.#i am eternally on my agenda to let zelda wear some goddamn pants without an immediate magic makeover to *fix* it #anyways nintendo's sexism aside i like sheik being trans its very fun and sexy of him #tfw you go into hiding to escape political assassination and accidentally trans your gender in the process

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floccinaucinihilipilificationa · 1 year

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Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡

#may 31th anon #hello friends!! (｡’▽’｡)♡ how are you!! I missed you so much!#I'm sorry that once again i have not been posting but I did that thing again where I got scared of posting #I do not know why but it is the same with physical paper diarys #I have 3 diarys and they all have 1 entry #I think one just says 'I am ten'#what have you been up to!! did you do something fun? is it summer too where you live? c:#my tumblr messages seem to be broken! I'm sorry if you wrote something :C it just says 'no new messages' despite also saying new messages #not a lot has happened here! I got a tomato plant and then I got very invested into the tomato plant and I have eaten three tomatos so far (#my roses are also doing well!! I just got a new yellow rose and since she got here she only made orange flowers #I do not know the meaning of that #but I am very thankful! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡ I love it when things are orange!!#I've been trying to buy an orange shirt for the past 2 weeks but they always sell out before I get to them #I'm also thinking about buying a jean jacket #I have not worn a jean jacket for at least 15 years because one time in 7th grade tthe girl behind me said #that I was wearing a cool jean jacket and I just assumed that this was bullying for no actual reason #but maybe she just thought that it was an acutal cool jean jacket #we'll soon have out 10 year school reunion #maybe I should ask her #is anyone else going to a secret Sherlock phase again #I just want to see that silly little hat again #would sherlock holmes wear a jean jacket #have a nice day everyone!!#see you soon hopefully!!#♡＾▽＾♡

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bookdork1 · 1 year

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i was waiting PATIENTLY to see reynolds in the show’s present day and what did i get??? BRIMSLEY DANCING BY HIMSELF!!!! HOW DARE THEY

#rude i thought when she went to go see george at the end I WOUDL GET THEIR REUNION TOO BUT NO #queen charlotte a bridgerton story #bridgerton #queen charlotte #spoilers #i would simply like to know how much time they did have instead of being left to wonder if it was fleeting!

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newvision · 24 days

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Wow you think as a grown ass person you’ve got important things to care about. And then they do a Hannibal reunion in the ripe year of 2024 and you’re fourteen all of a sudden

#the disappointment at not getting S4. the joy at seeing them together. duality of man #I knewwwwww it wasn’t gonna happen. but a girl can dream. if she’s brave #I know we’ll get that season when hell freezes over as the kids say & maybe it’s for the best #but I haven’t cared for characters like this since childhood #fine I’ll rewatch the entire show!#emmys thoughts #Hannibal #Hannibal nbc #hannibal reunion #c2e2 2024

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jaegerbroshoe · 8 months

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Rewatching the finale, Jinx is actually a lot more self-aware than people make her out to be. I find it funny how people say Silco manipulated her into becoming Jinx when she herself reveals that his words over the years weren’t what shaped her into this. She even recognizes that he projects his trauma onto her. So like… I don’t think she was manipulated. She’s not oblivious.

#also if silco really manipulated her she wouldn’t have wanted to reconcile with vi #like at all #and honestly #I think even if sevika and silco hadn’t said what they said her insecurities would have tainted the reunion because of caitlin #jinx wants vi all to herself so anything she deems a threat to that would have set her off #anyhow my point is silco’s speeches don’t seem to have brainwashed her like people claim because she still holds her own opposing opinions #maybe she gets influenced by them momentarily but she still has her own free will #it’s not manipulation if you’re aware someone is trying to influence you #and ekko even says jinx chooses to stay with silco #it even sounds like she was offered the choice and rejected going with ekko #arcane #jinx #silco #my opinion #lol I’m sure this is a controversial take #but silco never forced her to stay with him

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pettyprocrastination · 1 year

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whoever this beloved anon was I am so touched by your kindness! You definitely didn’t have to do this but I am so happy you enjoy this idea and I will happily expand upon it for you!

this is just a collection of word vomit bullet points for the time being but I will happily answer any and all questions about this pair!!

warnings: violence, angst, child death (Sarah Miller), foul language, the same warnings that apply to tlou, reader is Sarah's mom and described as having similar features to her.

So the general Idea is that you and Joel are happily married before the outbreak.

You had been Sarah's mother, his high school sweetheart he got pregnant when neither of you were old enough to have any reaction to the pregnancy test other than a fucking panic attack in one another’s arms. but you made it work

you both worked but made time for one another and your sweet girl, going to museums every other weekend and joel insisting on swooping you off for a date every now and then

nothing special. He knows you’re more of a diner gal than anything too fancy that makes you both feel out of place.

On his birthday in 2003, you had planned to tell him that you were pregnant again. But the memories of your own fears of motherhood from all those years ago begin to swirl through your head again and you get cold feel. deciding to tell him the morning after

it is his birthday afterall, you want to focus on him.

but when you’re woken up in the middle of the night because tommy needs to get bailed out, Joel kisses you sweetly one last time before promising he’ll be back and you can’t shake the feeling that something bad is happening.

its you that shakes sarah awake that night. shouting at her to put on her shoes when she’s still rubbing the sleep from her eyes because you’ve been listening to the radio for the past two hours, calling joel again and again and again praying for him to fucking pick up but to no avail.

Sarah, bless your little girl’s bleeding heart is the one who insists you check on the adler’s against your better suspicions and when you find the eldest looming over her daughter, blood and sinew dripping from her mouth, you grab your daughter hand and burst into a full sprint until something slams into your back and sends you tumbling onto their front lawn

its how joel finds you, struggling to keep the once sweet old woman, whose now nothing more than dead eyes and gnashing teeth straining to snap at your pulse point as you push against her while sarah shrieks before your husband runs forward and cracks her skull with a wrench.

there’s hardly a moment of pause, just enough for him to pull you up and into his arms before he’s ushering you both into the car with an urgency.

when the truck crashes, you get separated from them. Perhaps at Tommy’s side when the flames rise and create a wall, separating you from your husband, or maybe pulled into the mob of chaos when trying to escape from those already infected-

all joel knows is that you promise you’ll find him: just get sarah to safety and you’ll meet him at the river

Poor thing is already so frightened, held in her father’s arms with tears streaming down her face insisting they can’t leave you they just can’t but her father kisses her forehead and reassures her its going to be okay

“we just need to be brave, okay babygirl? Your mama’s real tough, she’s gonna be alright.”

he isn’t sure if he’s saying it to his daughter or himself.

but when he comes to the river you aren’t there. Only a soldier who points a gun at the scared little girl in his arms and then he loses everything

its when the light is gone from his daughter’s eyes that he realizes. His voice cracked and raw from sobbing that he looks around to see his brother with drawn in shoulders and tears in his eyes but his wife is nowhere to be found.

Tommy says you got lost in the chaos. Everything was so loud, so sudden that he turned around and suddenly you weren’t there.

Joel wants to go back but its Tommy that stops him, that dulls the red in his vision to a sad faded pink because his brother points at the orange horizon not too far from them, so much of the city is already in flames.

“We’re gonna find her, but not there.”

So Joel searches. for the first year spent in the world post-outbreak its all he did.

He became a smuggler because of it.

Information came at a price and he needed to be able to fucking pay it, whether it be in blood or ration cards. He was willing to do anything to find you or any thin thread that lead your way.

But it’s Tommy that asks him to give up. Not in those words of course.

The youngest Miller knows better than to say something so cruel that would make his brother, the only person he has in this world turn on him.

But his voice is worried when he asks him one night in Boston when he hasn’t even had the chance to wash the blood from his knuckles

“You think she would have wanted this for you?”

the fight that followed his words was brutal. Vicious insults and scarred fists slamming against each brother until they're both too tired and bloody to continue. Each leaning against a wall for support and Tommy’s wavering voice breaking the silence.

“I don’t know where she is, Joel. But I do know you're gonna get yourself killed if you keep lookin’ for her.”

All he can do is nod.

It’s a few days later when he meets Tess. Who has heard plenty of stories about the elder miller’s brutality and wants him to put that muscle to good use for some extra profit.

It begins his new life. One that empty and cold but one he can live.

Until of course, Ellie comes along. The sweet and incredibly opinionated girl that makes him become something akin to the man he thought died twenty years ago.

its when he’s traveling with Ellie, that it happens. When a warm familiarity has settled between the two because so much blood and pain has been shared he can’t help but see her as something close, something bright even though all he can force himself to utter in her reference is “cargo”

when theyre traveling through the woods as Ellie chatters away, probing his memory about a movie that may or may not have existed thirty years ago because her descriptions of the plot are incredibly odd he hears a voice shout for them to stop and finds himself staring at a man- no, a boy- pointing a gun at them.

Ellie stills, but Joel can see enough to know that from the lanky figure and dimpled face that he’s young. Maybe twenty, twenty-two at the oldest, but his eyes dart from Joel to Ellie with a pinprick of fear that allows Joel the time to charge forward and slam him to the ground before wrestling the gun from his hands.

He has enough to time to tuck it under the stranger’s chin before he hears the sound of the safety being turned off and finds himself looking up and seeing a gun just inches from his face.

Joel’s head whips around when Ellie’s voice calls out his name in fear, he turns to see another stranger holding her a gun point, shoulders drawn back and a shadow cast over their face by the had obstructing their identity.

“You hurt one of mine, I hurt one of yours. That a fair deal?”

Its takes him a moment to recognize you. It’s been so long since he’s heard your voice, the sweet tease when you would poke at him each time he woke up late despite the fact that you reminded him to set his alarm the night before, the times you’d chide him with a harsh “Joel Miller!” whispered in public anytime he was able to grab you a bit too passionately to be appropriate in public but the laughter in your voice let him know you were never truly mad at him. You didn’t know how to be.

But that sweetness is buried under a cold rasp that cuts through the air as you point a rifle at the scared little girl in front of you.

“You think I won’t?” You’re older now, skin covered in scars from a life he didn’t know you got the chance to live and your eyes are cold as they regard your husband. “Put the gun down and get the fuck off of him, I won’t repeat myself.”

Joel mumbles your name in awe. The woman he loved, the woman he mourned the one he fought so hard to find stands before him like some sort of hallucination and suddenly the world feels like its spinning until you bark orders at him again.

“You’ve got five seconds Joel, make a fucking choice before I make it for you.”

He looks down and realizes the boy under him, the one with the bleeding nose and snarling face has your eyes and his dimples.

“One.”

The one above him has Sarah’s hair. Soft brown curls that shine under the sun.

“Two”

Wait. No, they both do.

“Three.”

Twins. Jesus fucking Christ you had twins.

“Four.”

Joel holds the rifle up above his head and the one boy standing snatches it from his grasp, tossing it to the ground and kicking it far from his reach. He slowly stands, allowing your son- dear god your son- to scramble to his feet.

Your voice softens just for a moment. “You okay, Duke?”

Blood stains the bottom half of his face from where Joel slammed his fist into the boy’s nose just moments before, but he nods nonetheless.

Now, they both stand on one side of you and he can see the resemblance clear as day the same way he would whenever Sarah was by your side.

When you order him to hand over his bag, he does so without question before telling Ellie to do the same.

She watches him with wide eyes, her hands still up in the air but gaping at her companion as if he had grown a second head.

“Joel!” “Just do it, alright?”

He doesn’t miss the way you watch their interaction with narrowed eyes until she tosses her bag to you and you slowly lower your gun.

“Now, you want to tell me what the fuck you think you’re doin’ at my home?”

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #i had an idea of something similar for tommy but on outbreak night he uh. abandons you instead of getting separated from you #because. angst :D #people say nice things #this was incredibly generous of you anon thank you so so much!#i may get myself a little starbucks drink this week now because I havent had starbucks since like january 1st lol #joel reeling from taking in all this information and also realizing he suckerpunched HIS OWN KID #id like to apologize for all the grammatical issues with this. this is just a bulletpoint word vomit to get my thoughts on the page before-#-beginning the actual fic. also I have to do a midterm tonight and this is my treat to myself hehe #but yes. joel getting separated from his wife on outbreak night and having to accept that shes probably dead #meanwhile youve lived this entire life without him because you think HES dead ad raising your boys all on your own #which just- further digs into his insecurities about failing in his role as a protector #he couldn't save sarah. he can't save ellie and he couldn't even save you #he thinks about you pregnant and alone. fending for yourself in a world full of infected and raiders and his chest grows tight again #this is all followed by Ellie going >:O 'you KNOW THIS PSYCHO?'and then joel immediately snapping at her to WATCH HER MOUTH #because that kid has no filter and he has to explain that youre his wife #anyways joels wife is a badass mfer who also maybe has a little garden and some chickens that you and your boys take care of <3 yeah .#reunion tag #ill be using that for this specific couple because I dont have a fic title yet but if anybody has suggestions!

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