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pssyinboots · 1 year

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a request for a wally story:

okay so i’m obsessed with wally from school spirits but i’m also obsessed with angst and wally (idk if you do angst but if you do) i was thinking maybe you could write a story about wally and y/n have feelings for each-other and are aware that they both like each other but they haven't made anything offical

but maddie has now appeared to the group and obviously being the sweetheart that he is wally is spending most of his time trying to be as welcoming and helpful to maddie as he can be without realising he isnt spending as much time with y/n.

maybe y/n notices this and starts to feel worried that wally lost feelings so she starts to distance herself from wally without him realising he is losing her more so until much later where he tries to make it all right

happy ending obviously but still angst galore!

hope this helps :)

Ok so i kinda took this in a different direction but im really proud of it and i hope you like it!!

this is also kinda written in a different style than i normally do idk i think i kind of like it)

How to get the girl

(yes that is a taylor swift reference)

You should have known, you should have known that you weren’t enough for wally. Somehow you let not only him but yourself trick you into thinking that he was into you.Now he’s here kissing maddie and you’re forcing yourself to watch instead of running and hiding in a dark hole like you really wanted to. Finally they break apart and he didn’t look like he had a ounce of regret, just smiling that stupid cute smile that made you fall for him in the first place. You could feel yourself breaking, tears running down your face . You tried to keep your sobs from escaping your throat, but you guessed you failed. Because suddenly they both turned to look at you, and that stupid lovesick expression on his face fell instantly. If you weren’t in the position that you were in right now you would have found it funny. But you were in that position so you turn and sprint inside the school heading to your sacred place, the theaters costume closet.

You could hear wally running after you calling your name but you didn’t give a shit. You just needed to get away,sprinting down the stairs you tried to close the door behind you but you’re no match for wally. “Hey come on can we please just talk for a moment”, you swear you could have hit him, you really really wanted to hit him. “Oh now you want to talk really?!?! Because it didn’t look like that when you had your tongue shoved down maddie’s throat!!!” That hurt him, he looked like he was just shot.There was a part of you that was happy that you had that effect on him.”Come on….that’s not fair.” scoffing you turn your back to him and continue walking down the stairs. Shutting down completely you sit down at your desk and start working on the shirt you started earlier for charlie. You could feel his stare on you but you just couldn’t do this right now. “Hey can you please just look at me”, “No wally i cant look at you.Every time i try i just see you shoving your tongue down maddie’s throat. After ditching me at homecoming!!!” You drop the shirt and your needle like it just burnt you and put your head in your hands. “Can you just leave wally,please” He wanted to object, wanting to tell you that he made a mistake.That if he could take it back he would. Instead he just sighs and head up the stairs. “I really liked you wally.Fuck you for making me think you liked me too.” He felt his heart break, stopping in his tracks and turned around staring at your hunched over form. He wanted to say something, run over and hug you and beg for your forgiveness.He knew if he did that you wouldn’t listen to him, you would just push him away and honestly he didn’t blame you.

A few weeks have passed since the homecoming and you haven’t seen wally since. Holding up in the costume closet/basement (of course the sports teams get fancy practice areas but the theater kids have to hold it down in the basement)distracting yourself with random projects. Nothing worked though, your brain was stuck on wally and you hated yourself for it. You hated yourself even more for regretting how mean you were to wally. He deserved it,of course he deserved it. He kissed someone else after asking you out to homecoming, and telling you that he liked you. But you just couldn’t shake feeling bad for lashing out at him like you did. On the other hand Wally was tearing himself apart for treating you the way he did. He couldn’t believe that he found himself stuck between two girls,especially when one of those girls was you. Since the day you got here wally knew you were it for him. You were everything he could ever want. Seeing past his confident fun front that he puts up and seeing the real him. Holding him when he cried over his father not showing up to his football games,listening to him when he would talk about his mom and his love/hate relationship with sports. Then maddie showed up and he felt himself drawn into the mystery, somehow ending up putting you to the sidelines. He honestly didn’t even realize he was doing it until after you brought it up a week before homecoming. He tried to put space between him and maddie,he really did.Somehow he still found himself fucking up. Now he doesn’t know if he could ever fix it.

One thing was for sure though charlie had enough. He couldn’t just sit and watch his two best friends miserable over the other one. If they weren’t going to fix it themselves he was going to fix it for them.“Ok that’s enough i’m so tired of your brooding. Yes you messed up,horribly in fact, but you can fix it.” Startled wally looked to his side to see charlie sitting next to him. He didn’t even realize that there was anyone else on the bleachers. “How can i fix it? She hates me.”, (how could straight men be so clueless),”She doesn’t hate you, she’s hurt every time i go see her she asks about you.”. Wally’s head popped up at that. Staring at charlie with a confused look on his face, “She asks about me?”. Nodding charlie gets up off the bleachers and beckons wally to follow. “She asks about you all the time. Look i’m supposed to meet her in the basement come with me.” That made wally stop in his tracks the last time he was down there you basically told him to go fuck himself . It was like charlie could read his mind, he gave wally a supportive look and grabbed his wrist now he could drag him to see you. “I cant say she didn’t mean it because she did. But she does regret saying it,she still likes you”.

You heard Charlie’s special knock, it was three soft knocks,now you knew it was him and no one else. You walked up the stairs excited to see charlie,but instead it was him. “What are you doing here?”, rolling your eyes you walk down the stairs charlie and wally walking after you.”I invited him, I thought it was time that you guys talked.” you loved charlie he was your best friend, but he loved to meddle. Right now you don’t know if you should secretly be thanking him or just cuss him out. “Charlie…the last time i saw him he was sticking his tongue down another girls throat.” Wally gets up to leave, clearly he wasn’t wanted here. Charlie just grabbed his wrist forcing him to stay. “Look he’s really sorry. He’s just been walking around looking like a sad puppy dog.”You snorted at that. Looking at wally he did kind of look like a sad puppy dog. Looking at the floor like it was the most interesting thing he’s ever seen and shifting his weight back and forth with his feet. “Plus i know you haven’t been a ray of sunshine either. You guys miss each other. You just need to toughen up and talk it out.” Charlie starts walking up the stairs to give you some privacy,”i’ll be right outside incase someone screams fire.” Once charlie left wally looked up at you with his puppy dog eyes. Curse those stupid puppy dog eyes,”Sooo…”. “Wally just say what you have to say.” He walks towards you, towering over you and grabs your hand. “Look I shouldn’t of kissed Maddie that night. I was so caught up and I let it get the best of me,it was a shitty move.I’m not going to try and make up a excuse. Just know that it’s you, you’re it for me I don’t want anyone else.” You could feel tears build up in your eyes. You wanted to believe him, like really really wanted to. There was just a part of you that still had doubts. “Wally you let yourself get distracted by another girl. I know we weren’t officially dating, but i told you i had feelings. I really thought you had them too.” Wally grabs your chin forcing you to look him in the eyes. “I do!! I swear i do, i’m sorry for making you doubt that. I don’t want anyone else, not maddie just you.” You wanted to say no, wanting to pull away and make him leave. You just couldn’t do that though, you knew if you did it you would regret it. So instead you let yourself give in,melting into him letting all the stress go. “Ok”, wally lights up with a stupid smile on his face, “Ok as in we are ok, like you’ll be my girl. We’re together?” He was practically jumping up and down.He couldn’t believe that he got the girl. “Yes wally we,re together” He pumps his fist up in the air and pulls you to him by your waist now he could kiss you. Your arms go around his neck pulling him even closer. He had one hand in your hair, the other having a comfortable grip on your waist. Finally letting go after you both ran out of air he turns towards the door, “CHARLIE I GOT THE GIRL!!”,you giggle at that still having your hands around his neck,”GOOD JOB WALLY!!”

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jawritter · 1 year

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Carry On

Chapter 17

Summary: It was just a simple hunt, found on a pie festival. It was supposed to be easy. Something they’d all done one hundred and one times a million. No one could have told Y/N, Dean, and Sam that nothing from that point on would ever be the same again.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester

Word Count: 3097

Warnings: Angst, and the beginnings of some changes...

Due to the graphic nature of this fic, and the fact that it will eventually contain Smut. This fic is an 18 + only fic! If you’re under 18 DO NOT read this fic!

A/N: This fic is beta’d by @kazsrm67 Thanks so much love! Please do not copy my work! Feedback is golden! I hope you all enjoy this ride with me!

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With a deep breath, Dean pulled Baby smoothly into a gas station parking lot just outside of his original hometown of Lawrence, Kansas, putting her into park before he finally turned to look at Y/N.

The almost three-hour ride had been a very silent one. Dean kept the radio up, humming along as he always did. When they first left the bunker, he seemed to be in very good spirits. However, the longer they were in the car, the more fidgety and nervous Dean seemed to get.

She’d been with Dean damn near round the clock since the hunting accident, she’d learned his tells. The way he shifted in his seat, tapped his fingers too fast to be just rhythmically on the steering wheel, or the way he kept swallowing and clearing his throat.

Dean was the kind of person that would never really let you know if he was scared, or nervous, unless it was so bad that he didn’t have a choice but to admit it anyway. Still, she’d learned not to try and dig it out of him; because that just irritated him more, then she’d never get anything out of him. She didn’t want to ruin his surprise either, but the more nervous he got, the more her anxiety crept up right along with his, to the point that she was about to explode in her seat.

“So,” Dean voiced softly after a moment as he cleared his throat and allowed his sharp green gaze to drift out the window in front of him at the cars passing up and down the somewhat busy main street, across from them was an auto body shop, faded, and closed. It looked as if it had been shut down for several years now.

“I’m asking you to please not judge me, and keep an open mind at what I’m about to tell you, okay? If I tell Sam any of this, he’s gonna blow a gasket, and I can’t deal with that right now, I just can’t.”

“Okay,” Y/N reassured him even though she was pretty sure her heart had just jumped from her chest into her throat somewhere, damn near cutting off her air supply as she watched Dean’s jaw tighten and relax with his own nerve filled struggle.

For a beat, Dean just sat there in silence and if she listened hard enough, she was pretty sure she could hear the wheels churning away in his head until she reached across the seat and took his hand in hers.

“Before I tell you what we’re doing here, I want you to understand, this is not something I’m taking lightly, and I’ve lost more than a little sleep making this decision. My whole life, I’ve spent it doing things for other people. Whether it was raising Sam for Dad, hunting, whatever. I’ve sacrificed a lot in life, more than most people ever will, and definitely more than anyone is willing to. I think it’s about time I give something back to myself.”

Y/N sat there with his hand in hers, the sound of cars zooming up and down the road like white noise in the background on a broken television set in an outdated motel room, staring at the man she loved more than her own life. There was such a gravity of truth in what he’d said, that kept whatever she thought she might have wanted to say stuck deep in her chest, and choked off to the point it was almost suffocating as she just squeezed his hand in hers, because that’s all her body would allow her to move.

“Before Charlie…”

Dean stopped, closed his eyes for a moment, but didn’t give Y/N time to react before he recovered.

“Before Charlie died, I wasn’t in a good state. There was just a lot going on for me at that time. I wanted out worse than I’d ever wanted out, but I felt like I only had one choice in my life, and out wasn’t it. I called Charlie more than a little intoxicated. She found me about three days later at an old motel room in Salt Lake City, and she gave me this,” he said as he reached into his jacket pocket and handed her two envelopes that she took with a confused look on her face out of his battle-scarred hands.

Dean sat quietly as Y/N opened the first envelope. It was an ID, Social Security Card, and a Bank Card with the name Dean Winchester on it. There were a few different versions though that told her these were fake, and not Dean’s ACTUAL Id and other information. His age was a little older by about two years. The height was about an inch or two shorter, She assumed it was the same with the other Social Security card as well. The back card belonged to a federal credit union. When she opened the other envelope, it was a bank statement for the bank card that she had in her hand… for over $500,000.00 American dollars, and she damn near swallowed her tongue before she looked up to Dean, who sat there watching her with a very masked face.

“She gave me an out, but made me promise not to use it until I was ready to start my life over again, and leave this shit behind; not for Sam, not for Dad, or anyone else, but for me. For some unknown god damned reason, she thought that I deserved to have something in this life that wasn’t the hand I was dealt. I’ll never understand that.”

“Dean–”

“Hang on Baby, let me finish, ‘cause I don’t want to lose my nerve,” Dean said, and Y/N nodded, she was sitting there in a state of shock. He’d kept this to himself all this time. Kept it from Sam, kept it from everyone. But Charlie was so right, he did deserve it, he deserved a happy ending to this horrific clusterfuck that had become his life since before he was even old enough to understand it.

“Sam doesn’t know about this, no one does, but when I was laying on my back in that hospital bed, all I could think about was if I get out of here alive, if I get the chance, I’m gonna keep this promise. I’m gonna do this for me. Hunting is out for me now anyway, and I have you now, so it’s not like I’d be alone, cause fuck I know I can’t do this alone.”

Dean rubbed his hand harshly down his face, trying to pull back whatever emotions he didn’t want to show just yet. “You see that shop right there,” he said, pointing to the old abandoned mechanic shop that was just across the road from where they were sitting, and she nodded as she looked at the boarded up windows and the faded paint on the sign of the place, advertising oil changes and tire realignments, almost as if was frozen in a time long before either of them, just waiting for someone to come and turn the lights on again. “It was my grandmother’s and grandfather’s auto repair shop, my dad worked here too for a while before hunting did its damage on my family… I was able to buy it for less than 10 thousand.”

If it were humanly possible for Y/N’s jaw to hit the floorboard, it would have. In fact, in any other situation, her face probably would have been comical.

It was Dean’s wide eyed silence as he watched her that pulled her out of her stupor. If her mind was racing, she knew for sure Dean’s was, and even though she had a host of questions, he did say this was something he’d thought through.

“Dean, that’s—that’s awesome, I’m not gonna lie, I have questions, but that’s great,” she tried, even though those questions were quickly turning into fears that were sitting like a rock in the center of her gut as the shock gave way to those thoughts she fought so hard to repress since the beginning of his gain of independence.

“I know it’s a lot of work that needs to be done, and I know that I’ll have to hire people to help me do the things I can’t physically do, but… It’s something I’ve always wanted to do. Like something that we lost that maybe we never should have. Something that was taken from us, and I want it back now.”

“Dean, you deserve this,” she assured him, swallowing the lump of uncertainty that gathered in her throat; she hoped against hope that he couldn’t hear it in her voice. “This is going to be great. A fresh start is something you absolutely need, and I have to say that Charlie would have been in approval of the choice you’ve made.”

“It’s the first thing I’ve really been excited about doing; that I can actually SEE myself doing that’s not hunting,” Dean admitted. “I always wanted to be a firefighter, but that’s out for sure, and so is being a cop or working in law enforcement, but this… this I’m pretty sure I can do with some help.”

Y/N leaned into his shoulder, and he quickly wrapped his arm around her, placing a delicate kiss to the top of her forehead, that helped chase some of the fear and anxiety away that had crept in on her.

“Does that mean you’re leaving us at the bunker because this is like… three hours away, I don’t see you wanting to drive that daily,” she questioned through the vice grip that had developed on her throat.

Dean sat her up slowly, forcing her to face him even though she suddenly didn’t want to, because she was afraid that if she did, then she’d start to cry. He was so excited when he left the bunker with her, and here she was, ruining it.

“What do you mean, ‘leave us’? Honey, I ain’t leaving you anywhere, wherever I go, you go. Unless you just don’t want to come… In which case, I’d resale this back to the city, cause you’re far more important to me than this shop or anything else that I might have.”

There was a sincerity in his voice. -it grounded her. It was what she’d needed to hear the whole time that she’d been walking with him through this nightmare and she didn’t even really notice it until he actually said it. He wasn’t going anywhere, he’d stay, and he’d let her say, and that’s all that mattered. To her, the bunker was just a concrete building with walls, few windows, and a bunch of old lore… but Dean was her home. She’d follow him anywhere.

“I’m not gonna make you give this up Dean, and I’m gonna go wherever you wanna be. I’m so proud of you and how far you’ve come already, I’m not about to walk away from this, or you.”

Dean placed a soft, almost nervous kiss on her lips that in her opinion was far too brief before resting his forehead on her own, still holding her as close to him as possible.

“Good, cause I got one more thing I wanna show you, and it’s a lot bigger than this is, so this is where you're gonna have to trust me and not judge me thing kicks in,” he admitted, “‘Cause this is the biggest thing I’ve ever done, and I don’t know what everyone is gonna think about it.”

“Okay,” Y/N agreed, cause she did trust him, she trusted him more than she’d ever trust anyone. She’d gladly put her life in his hands, and also lay her life down for him. She’d come to the conclusion, there was no her without him. If Dean didn’t exist, there was no point in her existing either.

Dean put the car into drive, and back out onto the main road, keeping one hand firmly locked in her own as he drove down the all to familiar streets that were at one point his childhood hometown. But she didn’t see any of it. Not really. She couldn’t be bothered to take her eyes off of the man sitting next to her.

For the first time since the accident, Dean looked strong. He sat relaxed in the seat next to her one arm propped on the open window as he held loosely onto the wheel, and the other laced with hers in the middle of the seat. He wasn’t sitting stiffly like he was in any pain at all, or at least very little.

There were some differences to him than the man that she’d gone hunting with on that fateful night. His hair was longer, not too long, but it looked good on him. It wasn’t a conscious decision he’d made to grow it out, it was just something that had happened, and he did mention that he did like the change when she offered to trim it a little for him. The stubble that graced his strong jaw was now a light beard that he kept well groomed and maintained. HIs color was back; he didn’t look pale and sick most of the time anymore. He’d even gained some weight. He looked healthy. He even looked happy.

It was enough to make her want to cry all over again, because she just never thought she’d see him get here again, never thought she’d see him THIS strong again. Like some of the life he’d had stolen from him was suddenly given back, and he could breathe again.

“Okay,” Dean voiced as he slowed, turning onto a residential street that Y/N didn’t recognize before he came to a slow stop in front of a house that she, at first, didn’t recognize… until she did.

“Do you know where we are?” Dean questioned, and Y/N nodded slowly as her eyes scanned the massive exterior of the home that sat in the glowing spring sunlight.

“It’s… It’s your childhood home…” she said as her eyes scanned the yard that was unkempt. It needed painting. Maybe a few gutters needed to be replaced, but other than that, the house was very structurally sound.

“Jenny, the lady that lived here with her two kids got married recently, and she moved with her husband a few towns over. When I came to look at the shop, I decided to drive by here, ya know, see if someone’s still here, if the old place was even still standing, but it was empty. So I tracked her down, and offered to buy it from her, and umm….. I'm meeting with her today after three to meet with her lawyer and have the papers drawn up and pay her for it. I’m buying it.”

For the second time that day, Y/N’s jaw hit the floor. Of all the things she thought he was gonna show her today, a change of life wasn’t something she saw coming at all, but to buy back their home… That was something she never thought Dean would do.

“Dean— Oh my God, wow, I’m… That’s fucking great!”

Dean visibly relaxed as soon as the words came out of her mouth, and she swore she saw five years fall off of his stressed out features in that moment, and a relieved smile took its place as his eyes drifted towards the home they were parked in front of.

“God I’m glad you said that, cause I know Sammy is gonna flip the fuck out when I tell him you and I are gonna be moving back here… Well, that is, if you want to… I mean, I really want you to—”

“Dean, I’m here as long as you’ll have me, I'll go wherever you go, remember,” she assured him as the shock started to fade a little, and a little twinge of excitement started to take its place.

“Are you sure you wanna do this though? Or rather, that you CAN do this? I remember the day that you refused to even come down this street for a possible hunt once.” she questioned, and Dean nodded solemnly, as if it wasn’t something he hadn't already thought about.

“You’re right,” he admitted, his green orbs swimming with different emotions as he looked back towards her and laced his fingers with her own again. “There was a time when I wouldn’t have been able to do this. But… after actually spending some time with my mom, getting to have a second chance with her over again, learning from first hand experience that someone’s story doesn’t necessarily END in death, I can. What happened to mom that night… it will forever be burned into my memory, but so will the time I got to spend with her long after the yellow eyed demon was dead.”

Dean took a deep breath as one single tear rolled down his freckle dusted cheek, and Y/N slid over into his arms, suddenly needing to be close to him.

“When I was little, after the fire, I can remember crying for hours at a time, wanting to come home. I never found a home again after that. It was motel to motel, town to town, school to school, then you walked into my life, and I had the bunker for a while; I always had Baby, but I wanna bring us both home now. I wanna put my life back together after the Hell I’ve walked through all these years, and I wanna do it right here. A place I never should have been forced to leave anyway, with you, for whatever time we have left on this Earth. I got another chance, and I wanna do things differently this time.”

Y/N rested her head on his shoulder, and he leaned against her as well, holding onto her for dear life.

It would take a lot of work, but this is EXACTLY what Dean deserved. He deserved to get back everything that was stolen from him so long ago, he deserved a happy ending. He wanted her there with him, and that was more than she could ever ask for.

“Jenny told me where the key was hidden, wanna go take a look around on the inside before we have to go and meet her?” Dean questioned hopefully, and Y/N nodded, a new string of excitement rolling under her skin.

“Yeah, I’d like that. I’d like that a lot…”

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saintmurd0ck · 8 months

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moth to a flame

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pairing: charlie "lucky" luciano x f!reader

summary: time, space and even circumstance aren't enough to separate the two of you. and when you do eventually reunite, the plans are set into motion in the best way.

warnings: yearning, charlie luciano's pretty mouth, alcohol, cigarettes, kissing, m!receiving oral, unprotected p in v, creampie, all the good things

a/n: based off of that one scene in s1 ep6 (iykyk) that i cannot get out of my mind. dedicated to @murdock-and-the-sea for getting me caught up in this bullshit 💗

glossary: dolcezza = sweetheart

There was always something wondrous about Charlie’s girl.

The exclusivity, the lack of labels for whatever that relationship became never mattered. Because even on days where things took a turn at every second, when sleep — or life — was never guaranteed, she was the kind of solid permanence that’d ease his mind. And, in almost all cases, make him hard, but that’s a story for a little later.

Lucky Luciano, they called him. He earned that goddamn nickname, but it was ironic, because it only really stuck when you were around. It wasn’t clear as to how you made this happen, or if it was some kind of recurring fluke, but you just had that effect on him: the kind where all of a sudden his operations would go down without a hitch, where law enforcement happened to look the other way rather than come knocking at his door. His pockets would become heavier, his enemies would come crawling out of the woodwork, and things just worked out. Even Lansky agreed — you were good for business, and Charlie’s spirits.

As much as you were a tether in his life, the fractal patterns began to fall into place. Simply put: you’d go through the motions, things would get rocky, and then you’d pull away. It wasn’t that being with him was bad for you, per se, but rather a constant whirlwind of emotion, with so much left to the unknown. You never knew if he’d come home that night, because he was probably out doing Rothstein’s bidding three cities away, or, and this scared you most of all, if he’d realise the true power he possessed deep within. He had the makings of a great leader; an orchestrator, a divine influence, rather than a foot soldier. Charlie wasn’t made to be muscle, or a gunman in some boss’ grand scheme. You knew that when push came to shove, he’d one day call the shots. You were terrified of being left in the dust — stranded, abandoned — with nothing but a broken heart and feelings for a man who would have the world at his fingertips.

And, to your consternation, you couldn’t actually figure out what kept you coming back for more.

You weren’t sure if what you had was love; at least, it wasn’t the kind you’d read about in books, or heard discussed in hushed tones amongst your innocent friends. You weren’t even in it for the money, the status, or the protection he could provide. That had always seemed so trivial to you.

Maybe it was the sex. It definitely wasn’t solely sex, because Charlie did make you laugh, and make you feel all the things you thought were supposed to happen when it came to courting. It was consistently the best sex you’d ever had, and he made sure you knew it. Your pleasure became his native language, and even so, he grew impossibly more fluent as time passed on.

It’s like he could read you; not the superficial mask you put on every single day, but through to the molten core underneath. It was the same the other way around. Charlie had Meyer, the perfect partner-in-crime, but only you understood his motivations. His intentions. His desires. Charlie could be safe around you; perhaps the only person with which he could let his guard down.

You could forget about sleeping with anyone else; you wished they were Charlie anyway. Sure, it made you feel like you were a bad person, but no-one compared. Nobody made you feel as good as Charlie Luciano. Whatever it was, you could never get him out of your mind. That was an impossible task, one that with the mightiest of efforts was still rendered futile.

Hell, he didn’t even have to tell you where he was, because somehow, you’ve always found your way back to each other.

And tonight was no exception.

Somewhere along the grapevine, you’d heard that he was back in Atlantic City, and all it took was one well-placed telephone call to confirm what you’d already known.

So when you find yourself traversing the halls of the Traymore Hotel, the door to the Executive Suite looming larger with every step, your decision is made in a split-second. There isn’t more to contemplate or to consider. You’re sure of it, the same way you’re sure that if you hold a flame to the end of a cigarette, it’ll catch alight.

It’s clear now that neither of you are going anywhere anytime soon; at least, not from each other. Life with Charlie would be wildly unpredictable, and involve more running for cover than you wanted to admit, but saying he’s irresistible is an understatement in itself. That, and the fact that you’ve proven your worths to each other more times than you can count. There’s no need for deliberation. Not when you’ve got him, right in your grasp.

Your palms turn clammy at the first instance of the door swinging open, and you feel your eyes tear away from the opulence of the hotel — diving from the ornate wall trims and plush red carpets to settle on him instead.

The corner of his mouth quirks to the side as he looks you up and down, his gaze pinned to the woollen coat belted tightly across your waist, as if he knows exactly what you’re trying to conceal. You’ve missed that stare. His stoic, almost-arrogant posture. The genteel expressions masking the white-hot fury beneath.

“You’re a sight for sore eyes, sweetheart.”

You breathe, willing your muscles to relax, doing your best to find your footing despite the fact that there is no way to calm your racing heart. Charlie has always made you weak at the knees, and it shows. “You’re back.”

“Yeah,” he nods slowly, taking a sip of amber liquid from the glass he’s been holding in his hand. “Ongoing business with that Darmody fella. You know the one.”

You swallow dryly, running your tongue along your teeth. “Are you here to stay a while?”

“I dunno. That depends, don’t it?” He arches a thick eyebrow.

“Hm?”

He downs the last of the whiskey, setting the glass down on the hallway entrance table, before taking a step towards you. Soon he’s so close that you can see the crease in his brow, the hint of stubble along his jaw. He cocks his head to the side as he approaches, letting his tongue flick out to wet his lips. “I’ll be here s’long as I need to. And when I go back to New York, I want you to come with.”

Your breath catches in your throat. You don’t know exactly what you were expecting, but this is playing out far better than you could’ve envisioned. “You mean it?”

Charlie lets out a soft chuckle, thoroughly amused at the genuine surprise lining your features. “‘Course I do. And don’t you start talkin’ about it bein’ a bad idea.”

You smile furtively, feeling a warmth spread outwards from the centre of your chest. Out of all the things you’ve experienced in this life, one facet — one person — has always made sense, in its own way. “Wherever you go, I’ll go.”

Time seems to stand still for a moment. At your admission, your agreement, a glint appears in his hazel eyes — the kind that doesn’t need words to explain, but is communicated far better through actions. Biting down on his grin, and caring not to break eye contact, Charlie Luciano does as he has always done, and throws caution to the wind.

His lips crash onto yours before you can think twice, his hands moving to cup your jaw, to tangle themselves in your hair. He steers you into the entryway table, impervious to the sound of it thumping against the wall, or the ornaments that get bumped out of the way. Gentleness is not an option right now, because you can’t get enough of him either. Not the faint scent of cigarettes and gunpowder, not the feeling of his solid body melding to yours. He closes whatever gap remains between the two of you as you slip your tongue into his mouth, relishing in the alcohol still coating his tastebuds.

It feels good to kiss him. To be right here, where he is.

Charlie nudges your chin upwards, trailing his kisses along the curve of your jaw to nip at your pulse. He moves with purpose, intending to touch every inch of bare skin that he can see, but he stops at your collarbone, stepping back with a smouldering look that promises nothing but trouble.

“Say uh… you got somethin’ for me?” he smirks, hooking a finger into the knot you’ve tied at your waist.

It’s the heat searing your face that tells all.

He leans in to kiss you as he undoes the knot, deftly working to pull it apart. When the fabric goes slack, he doesn’t stop himself from yanking your coat open and pushing it off your shoulders. You wiggle out of it, letting the material fall into a crumpled heap on the floor.

Charlie blows his breath out, surveying you like his life depends on it. “Dolcezza,” he grits, blinking at your naked body, save for a pair of lacy thigh high stockings. You sit back on your hands — as far as the shallow width of the table will let you — and spread your legs, moving your hips slowly until his eyes go glassy.

He sputters and shakes his head, moving right back to press his lips on yours. “You know,” he murmurs, brushing his thumb against the base of your neck, “I ain’t never met a broad as naughty as you.”

“Aw,” you croon, grabbing a hold of his vest and tugging him closer, “but you like it, don’t you?”

He groans into your mouth as you wrap your legs around his waist, allowing his hands to slide under your ass so he can hoist you up. It only takes him a few strides before he sets you down on the bed, climbing on top of you, bracketing your head with his forearms. His mouth doesn’t leave yours, and although he knows your body begs for release, to be touched anywhere else but this, he savours the sensation of your lips, of your body squirming underneath. Charlie isn’t a stranger to pleasure, but to savour it, to take his time, is a scarce luxury.

You see the opportunity when Charlie relaxes his shoulders and releases the duvet crumpled in his fist. Using your hips for leverage, you roll on top of him, hissing as his erection makes contact with your pussy. Bracing your knees on either side of him, you lean forwards, leaving open-mouthed kisses along his neck as you unbutton his vest, and then the shirt underneath. He sits up, reaching to grip your thighs, taking a moment to flash you a playful grin while you get to work slipping his tie off, his vest, shirt and suspenders joining the pile of clothing on the ground shortly after.

He grunts when your lips brush the hollow at the base of his neck, and the sound alone coils the tightness in your stomach to breaking point. You need him to fuck you, bad, but there’s no way you’re letting it happen before you take him in your mouth first.

As you leap off of him and point to his slacks, it becomes a wordless exchange. It’s the careful tracking of your lust-blown pupils towards the outline of his cock, straining against the fabric, the pursing of his lips as you lean over him, naked and insistent. Your mouth goes dry at the sight of him, at the thought of how he’s going to feel inside you, and Charlie must be thinking the same, because it spurs you both into action. His slacks are gone before you can count to five, and along with them go your stockings, which he helps to remove while his teeth scrape your inner thighs.

It feels like a dance; not something rehearsed, but a rhythm that falls into place in the most organic way. He leans against the bedpost with a hand wrapped around his cock, ever-aware of the precum gathering at the tip and the fact that you seem to be salivating already. You press yourself to him, leaving lingering kisses down from his neck to his torso, fingers trailing themselves in the dark curls that lead towards what you want the most.

His hand reaches to squeeze your breasts, to swipe his thumb over your nipples, grunting in tandem with the moan you leave on his skin. You kneel before him, tracing patterns on his thighs with your tongue, working your way up until your mouth seals over his cock. He bites down on his lip as you start to move, his gold signet ring cool on your scalp when he cards his fingers in your hair. His eyes widen, almost uncomprehending at just how good you look with his length disappearing past your lips.

Flattening a palm on his hip, you begin to increase the depth of your strokes, feeling the tip of him hit the back of your throat with a delicious ease. The grip in your hair tightens as you alternate the pressure, swapping between pressing your tongue against the sensitive underside and featherlight swirls on the head. His cock is heavy on your tongue in the best way, and with what your mouth can’t fit, your hand makes up for in synchronicity. Though your focus remains on his pleasure, you feel the heat of Charlie’s gaze burning down to your core. Despite his fluttering eyelids and the groans that grow in volume and frequency, he can’t tear away.

He’s always loved watching his girl work.

He feels a smug sense of satisfaction seeing you unable to fully wrap your fingers around his shaft, and at the fact that you’re so willing to spend this time making him feel good. It’s not that he doesn’t want to do the same for you — in fact, he’s dying to taste you, to lap you up with his tongue until you’re flooding his face with your arousal. It’s just that you were always the one to walk away first, so by having you here, choosing him and pleasing him without forethought… it feels as if it’s properly cemented the positions you now hold in each other’s lives, and what you’ve agreed to tonight.

“C’mere,” he rasps, breaking the string of saliva connecting himself to you, hauling you up to your feet. He plants his hand on your waist, driving you backwards into the bed, letting out a single taunting chuckle before knocking your knees apart with his leg. He stares at you, a wild and untapped look in his eyes, free from restraint.

A mix of awe and undulating want runs through you, chilling you from your head to the base of your spine. “Are you gonna do something, Charlie? Or are you gonna make me wait all night?”

He raises his eyebrows at you, straightening at your comment. “You fuckin’ kiddin’ me?”

A grin splits your face. “Prove me wrong.”

Charlie drags his hand up your folds, as if he’s marking his territory, an unruly smirk dancing across his lips at the wetness he finds there. He’s purposely stringing you along now, delaying his own gratification just enough to see your guard drop.

He sees you, wanting to retort, your mouth parting to form the words, but before you can say anything, think anything, he leans down and buries himself inside you with one sharp thrust. Cradling your head with his arm, he shudders into your body, growling at the sensation of you stretching out around him. He moves at a steady pace, his hands finding their place in your hair as if they’ve never left.

“Charlie,” you whimper, squeezing around him, eyes rolling back in delirium because his cock feels so goddamn good.

“Yeah,” he groans. “Wasn’t such a bad idea, huh,” he adds, whispering it down by your ear. “Showin’ up, like this.”

Your fingernails latch onto his back, and you wrap your legs around his waist in response. The sound of your moans echo throughout the spacious room, his far more audible than yours as he turns you to putty. Each stroke drives into that spot inside of you, punctuating your thoughts until you’re all-consumed, with him and only him on your mind. You’re not drifting off; you’re present in this moment, aware of not just how he feels for you, but of how good your pussy is for him.

Tipping your head backwards, you press your lips to his, running your tongue along his bottom lip before slipping it inside his mouth. He runs a hand along your collarbone, palm resting at the base of your neck, deepening the kiss with every subsequent snap of his hips. It doesn’t take you long to raise your hips to match every thrust, or for your fingers to fumble in his curls — needing to grip his hair tightly, if only to bring him closer to you.

Charlie’s eyes squeeze shut, his body tensing at how tight you are, how you feel like you were made for him. It’s obscene; the sound of him sliding in and out of your cunt, knowing that each movement is designated to bring you both closer to the edge.

You yank his head back as you cum around his cock, surging upwards to bury your face in the crook of his neck. His groan reverberates through your chest, abs tightening against your stomach, and you lay panting despite the fact that he keeps going; a man on a mission to get you to unravel as many times as possible before he gives into himself.

You find your release a few more times, with his mouth roving along the contours of your face down to the sensitive spot by your shoulder, before he pulls out and flips you onto your stomach.

“On your hands and knees,” he commands, his voice gruff yet as smooth as molten honey.

You catch yourself flashing him an insolent smile, but your body does as he says, your hands finding the brass metal railing at the foot of the bed. Like the good girl you are, you stick your ass up in the air, shuffling backwards until you find stability. The mattress dips as he climbs on, and you sneak a peek behind you, swallowing a moan at his ruffled hair, the brows furrowed in concentration, the sweat beginning to shine on his chest. Your pussy throbs at the absence of him, from that fullness you’ve grown deviously accustomed to.

He meets your eyes, the corners of his lips tugging upwards, and guides himself into you. His hips jerk uncontrollably as he’s enveloped by your heat, unable to contain the dulcet moans spilling from his lips. He fucks you with languid strokes, hinging forwards to plant kisses down your spine, all blissed out yet with so much more to give.

“Fuck,” you grit, your knuckles going white from squeezing the railing. With the way your back is arched, and the sharp angle of his thrusts that grow more forceful by the second, it’s a wonder you’re able to function at all. He fucks you like he means it, as if to make up for all the lost time, for all the incidences when he thought it was going to be the last time he was inside you.

A growl escapes from somewhere deep in Charlie’s chest as he picks up the pace, unrelentless in the way he’s driving into you. He grips your waist with both hands, fingers digging into your soft skin, frenetically crazed because all he wants to do is lose himself in you over and over and over again.

You clench around him, utterly incoherent at the snug fit of his cock, and the way he has you balancing on a tightrope; ready to fall over at any given point in time. In combination with the haphazardly strewn sheets, the bed begins to rattle, smacking loudly against the back wall. Frankly, you couldn’t care any less, because Charlie’s hitting so deep it takes all of your effort not to scream, not to wake the entire hotel.

Your moans turn breathier, higher in pitch, as your muscles begin to tighten again, your next orgasm building in exponential waves. The string of noise turns to a repetition of his name, and pleas for him to go with you when you cum. With every grunt, his cock drags along your walls faster, harder. Charlie hisses through his teeth, his movements becoming erratic, surrendering control of his rhythm to the sheer desire of filling you up.

He wraps a thick forearm around your stomach, driving both down onto the bed. He manages a few more strokes, sinking his teeth into your shoulder, before exploding into you with a cry half-muffled by your skin. He takes you with him, of course, and your pussy is a vice that milks him for every last drop he has to give. He bottoms out, panting as he fucks his cum into you, the new position dangerously euphoric.

You both remain there for a moment, content and satisfied with each other’s presence, shivering despite Charlie’s hot forehead pressed to your back. He slides out of you with a final grunt, reaching backwards for the silver cigarette case perched on the nightstand. It doesn’t take him long to light it, or to lay next to you with the cigarette clamped delicately between his teeth.

He takes a drag as he props himself up on his elbow, and you lean in to kiss him — first on the temple, then on the mouth, being careful to let him exhale first. “So, New York City, huh? Where are we going to live?”

Charlie’s eyes sweep over your body, and he breaks out into a roguish grin. “Eh, we’ll find somewhere. Close to business, to A.R.” He pauses to kiss you. “What about you?”

You scoff. “What about me? You know I’ll support you, wherever you need to be.”

“You’re too nice f’your own good sometimes.”

“Oh?” You narrow your eyes, tilting your head to the side. “S’that so? ‘Cause I could give you hell, if I wanted to.”

The challenge in his tone pools between your legs. “Yeah?”

He puts out the cigarette in an instant so he can focus on dragging a hand up your side, stopping only when he gets to your breasts. Charlie moves closer, planting another chaste kiss to your lips.

“‘Sides,” you continue, “I don’t think it matters what I do.” You don’t try to bite down on the mischievous grin spreading across your face. “Not when I’ve got all the luck I need.”

#charlie luciano x reader #charlie luciano #lucky luciano x reader #boardwalk empire #lucky luciano #charlie luciano smut #lucky luciano smut #rhi writes 💻#x reader

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bunnysuitconman · 11 months

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Is Lefty Freddys brother ?

okay firstly, loving the idea that all the bear animatronics are related. I don't think there is anything in canon to suggest that within the fiction of the in universe fnaf animatronic lore that Lefty and Freddy are related nor do they share a particular bond between machine and ghost, though lefty is really interesting i get why people like him!

i'm gonna cut it here so i can blab about pizza sim

SO lefty is part of the rockstar animatronics line, and i personally believe that both henry designed the toys and the rockstars. But Lefty is a very special boy though! because He's henrys attempt to capture his daughter who's trapped inside the puppet.

it's kind of heartbreaking to me that Henry took the other path and decided though everything that he needed to effectively kill his child in order to set her free. I'm someone who thinks that Williams discovery that his youngest is trapped within Golden freddy drives him to sprial, but man Henry. I think he feels incredibly responsible, doubly so in my version of events where he tries to kill william himself out of vigilate justice for killing charlie.

I don't really know when he discovers that that there are kids haunting the animatronics but i do think he recodnises his own daughter and Charlie is generally shown to be a bit more, sentient. "the others are like animals, but i am very aware" is one of her voicelines in UCN and that sticks with me. i sometimes think that, perhaps it was the love she experianced though the puppet breaking itself to protect her, and feeling that love of her father though that helped retain her being, while the other victims died in painful ways, not being able to orient themselves in their new bodies, ghosts screaming in a machine until Charlie came along and gave them life, taught them how to be. But they're forever children, angry desperate children who feel this all consuming rage for the person who killed them.

The puppet still attacks, still tries to kill anyone who looks like william afton, charlie isn't exempt from this want for revenge, she's weirdly calmer about it? maybe it's how she creates in comparason to williams destruction, it feels like she has powers, and that'll give confidence to any child!

I don't think Henry figured out what happened to his daughter when he still had her, i think he finally understood what william was doing and just hated himself, because he's partially responsible for making her that way, the puppet being something that makes her safe is the thing that gets her soul trapped, and he doesn't even know where she is anymore after business exhanges and ghosts wondering, it's so much.

So like pizza sim is all about henry trying to round up his legacy and SETTING IT ON FIRE because he's hoping that it'll release all the spirits within the animatronics but whats interesting to me is that the puppet is a very particular wondering ghost because charlie seems to actively seek out people, either helping or hurting and Henry creates lefty to do so (lefty really being Lure Encapsulate Fuse Transport and Extract) from his blueprints and he probably also has the same lullbye that the puppets music box does to sort of kick start a familliarity within the puppets being into trapping the puppet inside of him. once inside of him though the puppet wants OUT and he doesn't always act right, i don't think Charlie was even really aware her dad was doing this for her because god, she's trapped in a burning room with her murderer, hoping this is the right answer.

and in some ways, it was, many of the spirits seem to pass on peacefully. i think she's able to forgive her father at the end of it all and move on. Some of them don't though, some of them can't be burned away.

#talking about more fnaf thoughs #admittedly since there isn't too much about the emily family i don't think about henry too much but i still have thoughts

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soniccrazygal · 10 months

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Anon that suggested the "Gregory is Michael's bio son" Au here with new ideas!

What about this: there's this theory that Remnant has regenerative properties when infused in big quantities inside someone.

And Michael was injected with a very big quantity when he was scooped, thing that let him live, and bit by bit, regenerated him until he looked human again, looking barely over the age he died (so around 20/22 years old)

He then met a young woman, and they ended up together.

But then Michael died in the Fnaf 6 fire, the exact same day Gregory Evan Afton was born. But Michael didn't have any idea that he was gonna be a father.

Unfortunately, Gregory's life wasn't a good one. His "mom" soon remarried with a very bad man, and they both treated the kid horribly, the man because he didn't like him, and the woman because "she reminded her too much of her late husband", so she couldn't "bear to look at him".

But there was something that Gregory didn't know: his uncle and aunt never passed on after the fire. Evan spent many years following Michael around, and Elizabeth met him the moment she was freed from Scap Baby. They were ready to reunite with Michael and the others, but they found themselves in a hospital, right in front of a small cradle. When they read the name of the kid, they immediately realized that it was Michael's son, so they chose to watch over him.

Then Gregory ran away from home and was stuck in the Pizzaplex, unknowingly followed by the two ghosts. There's the Springtrap Ending, but in this Gregory, after discovering Evan and Elizabeth, manages to free the other Glamrocks and Vanessa from William's control. And before the fight against William, they also met a number of ghosts, them being the MC's, Charlie, Henry, the former Tormentors and a number of former Freddy's employees, who came back after William escaped UCN.

And what about Michael, you may ask.

He's still down below, his spirit trapped inside the old pizzeria's walls, at first because he had so much Remnant that he wasn't able to leave his body, and after William's return because he was caught and used as a Remnant battery by his father until he was found and freed by Gregory and the others.

The Au ends with Gregory living a very long and happy life alongside the others, who decided to stay in the living world as "living ghosts" (to everyone they're alive thanks to Illusion Disks, but in reality they aren't), until Gregory dies at a very old age, ending with the others in the afterlife

Surprisingly a mostly wholesome au idea.

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witchys-art · 1 year

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Some stuff about my "Haunted Michael AU" Part 2: The Aftons and Emilys

More about the AU uwu

William Marcus Afton (1948 - 1994)

Born in London to a neglectful family

Has a younger sister

His mother died two years after his little sister was born

Moved to Utah when he was 17 years old with his father and sister

Met Henry in university

Met his first wife at age 19

Had Michael at age 21

His first wife died three years after Michael's birth

His sister married Henry

Married his second wife at age 25

He didn't care for Michael, because he had him at a young age and "a child would put a threat to his plans for life"

Same with Elizabeth, but he actually cared a little about her

He adored Evan, he was his pride and joy (he was still a little neglectful to him tho...)

Opened Fredbears in 1980

He was a neglectful dad as well, that's why he didn't say anything to Michael about bullying Evan. He tought that Evan would eventually "man up" and stand for himself...he didn't.

When the bite of '83 happened he was livid

He was pissed at Michael, that was the first of many many times he would raise his hands against Mike.

When he killed Charlie, his target was actually Sammy (if William couldn't have his little boy then Henry couldn't either), it just so happened that Charlie was outside the restaurant and he took that chance.

When he noticed the puppet acting weird he realized Charlie´s spirit must have being doing something to it (that's how he discovered remnant)

Thought that if he could get more remnant, he could bring Evan back, so he built Baby and the funtimes.

When Elizabeth got yoinked by Baby he finally snapped, he couldn't bear to look at the funtimes, especially Baby.

The day of the MCI he was angry at all those kids enjoying the party, when he spotted Susie. He wasn't taking remnant for Evan or Elizabeth anymore, he wanted to be immortal.

When he sent Michael to Circus Baby's he knew damn well that he was sending him to his certain death.

He went to the abandoned Freddy's to see if he could get more remnant infused parts to become immortal.

Got springlocked at age 46 (hahah, get springballed peepaw)

Little detail, he didn't put on the suit out of fear of ghosts (since all ghosts were with Michael), he saw the spring bonnie suit, put it on just to rejoice in the "memories" and since the building was leaking and the suit had been rotting there for ages without any maintenance at all, the suit failed and killed William

The rest of the story is the same

Isabella Marie Afton Emily (1950 - 2030)

William was overprotective of her

Met Henry at a university party and fell in love with him instantly

She was 27 when Sammy and Charlie were born

Loved her children a lot

Also loved her nephews and niece a lot

Supported William after Evan passed away

Was completely devastated when Charlie was killed

Divorced Henry and left the country, taking Sammy with her

Raised Sammy on her own after moving back to London

Died of old age 5 years before security breach happens, she was 80 years old

Henry Emily (1950- 2024) 74

Was born and raised in Utah

Fredbears used to be his dad's old pizzeria that he inherited and then rebranded to be Fredbears

Was a doting father and loved Charlie and Sammy to the moon and back

Was absolutely devastated by Charlie's death, blamed himself for not being there to save her.

His wife divorcing him and taking Sammy with her only made his depression worse

He was framed for the MCI and ended up going to prison for 30 years.

When he saw Michael for the first time after getting out of prison he felt bad for how life had treated him

His plan to burn FFPP was not only because he wanted to end William's reign of terror and free Elizabeth and Charlie but also because he didn't want to live anymore. (He didn't care if Michael didn't want to die, he wanted to end it ALL)

Lucía Torres Afton (1948 - 1972)

Michael's mom

She was born in México, but had started living in Utah two years before meeting William

Met William at age 19 on a park and fell for him instantly

Had Michael at age 21

Loved his baby boy so much

Taught Mike a little bit of spanish

Would sing him lullabies in spanish

Was in a car accident at age 24 and died, leaving William to raise Michael alone

Margareth Scmidth Afton (Born 1952)

Born in California

Met William (and Michael) on a dance festival Isabella forced her brother to attend

Started dating him soon after and married just one year after meeting him

Really tried to be a good mom to Mike

Had Elizabeth at age 23

Had Evan at age 25

Discovered Michael's love for art when she found a bunch of doodles he made and tried to strike friendly conversations about them with him

Chided Michael a lot about bullying Evan, but never raised a hand against him

When Evan died she was devastated, but never blamed Michael

Couldn't even bear to look at Evan's room after his death

Elizabeth's "disappearance" (William told her she disappeared, didn't tell her she actually died) completely destroyed her.

After the MCI happened she started suspecting William had some involvement in it

She started getting really scared of him and filed for divorce

Tried to gain custody over Michael but lost the case.

Left Utah, never to be seen again

Charlotte Emily (1977 - 1984)

Sweet baby girl

Michael, Elizabeth and Evan's cousin

Sammy's twin sister

William killed her on the day of her 7th birthday

The kids that left her outside of Freddy's were the same kids that bullied Evan and caused the bite of '83

She defended Evan when Michael bullied him

Felt a grudge towards Henry for not saving her from William

Joins Michael after the bite of '87, worried that he would do something harsh after what happened to Jeremy

She is the one who convinces Evan to join Michael

Recoiled in horror when she saw Springtrap

In the end she forgives Henry for not saving her when he burns FFPP

Charlie IS in the pizzaplex, just not posessing any animatronic, she is IN THE WHOLE BUILDING

Samuel Emily (Born 1977)

Charlie's twin brother

He was William's original target, but was in his father's office when Charlie got locked out of Freddy's

Didn't really get an explanation from anyone about what had happened to his sister

Didn't want to leave his father but had no choice

After FFPP burned he was the only succesor to the original owners of Freddy's and became the CEO of Fazbear

Evan Christopher Afton (1977 - 1983)

Inocent baby

Was really spoiled by William and Margareth (making Michael angry with him)

Liked to hang out with Elizabeth and the Emily twins

The Fredbear plush was a gift from William (William installed a camera and a walkie-talkie inside and told Evan that this Fredbear was "special" and that "he can talk")

Evan, being a small child, believed it all

Evan's Foxy plush (the one with the ripped head) was Michael's

Evan actually looked up to Michael, despite the bullying, he thought that his big brother was "cool" and "tough"

The bite of Fredbear happened during his 6th birthday

He was scared of the endoskeletons, not the suits

Also because of his nightmares (fueled mainly by Michael and his friends scaring him with the masks)

Held a grudge towards Mike for a while (for the bite)

He didn't want to join Mike, but Charlie insisted

When Evan saw that Michael was actually trying to fix William's deeds and save everyone, he forgave him

Felt horrible when he saw just how many lives William ruined (he even felt guilty about it)

When he saw Springtrap he thought he was going to faint (even if ghosts can't actually faint...)

When FFPP burned he was waiting for Mike to go through the light together

Also I do not believe in the "Gregory is CC theory. I actually headcanon that Evan returns to the pizzaplex in the form of the Daycare attendant...well, mainly Sun

Elizabeth Giselle Afton (1975 - 1984)

Extremely spoiled by her mother

Loved to dance, the best dancer in the whole family (after Margareth ofc)

Would punch Michael if she saw him being mean to Evan

Hated Michael with a passion after Evan's death

She would call him murderer and horrible brother

She was 9 years old when she got yoinked by Baby

Felt guilty about what happened with Mike and the scooper

Screamed of pure horror after seeing Springtrap

Michael James Afton (1969- 1986?)

Born in Utah

William and his mom had to marry when he was born

He didn't hate Evan, he was just frustrated that he was forced to babysit him and Liz whenever his parents were busy (Which was really often)

He actually loved them both a lot but was waay too prideful to show it

He didn't mean to hurt Evan in any way with his prank

He almost fainted after hearing the *CRUNCH* and seeing Evan go limp

Stayed by Evan's side the whole time at the hospital after the bite, apologized countless times and begged Evan to just wake up

Was in the hospital room when he flatlined

Started having nightmares about animatronics after that

Took Evan's little Fredbear plushie as a memento

Ran away from home at age 16

Stayed at Henry's for some time

He didn't want to go to Circus Baby's but got coerced by William, who used Evan's death as leverage against him

The first time he heard Baby's voice he almost had a stroke

He really believed he could free his baby sister and the other kids easily

The last thing he remembers before dying is the scooper ramming through his stomach and seeing his organs and pieces of broken ribs escape his body

Doesn't remember most of the time Ennard used him as a skinsuit, his conscience was coming and going

After Ennard left his body and he woke up, all he could think of was "Revenge Against Father" and "Save those poor kids"

At 1987 he got a job at Fnaf2's location, thats when Charlie's spirit recognized him and joined him.

He was...extremely unsettled about his cousin's ghost just floating around him and talking to him so calmly

The "Odor" thing IS for being literally a corpse, also for nervous sweating

Felt so defeated after finding out William was behind yet another dead children incident (There's the MCI in 1985 and the DCI in 1987)

Also was devastated about Jeremy getting bitten

Got the security job at Fnaf1's location in 1993

That's when the MCI + Evan joined him

Shortly after getting fired, Elizabeth's spirit joined him, after she had a fight against the other spirits inside Ennard

Poor guy is literally being followed by 8 dead kids...at least Evan doesn't resent him anymore...?

At Fazbears Fright he was disgusted at just how his father ended

Released the MCI minus Cassidy when he burned Fnaf 3's location

Opened FFPP with Henry knowing damn well he would burn as well

Held hands with Evan and Liz as they walked towards the light

But then he wakes up and he's in the pizzaplex like, what the hell...?

When he sees Gregory his dad instincts kick in, he goes into "Dad Mode", he knows Gregory is not Evan, but he looks just like him and hes a big softie (He also knows that, if he's back, something went clearly wrong)

Annnnnd that's about it, I might make more parts for other minor characters (like mah boi Jeremy)

#witchy rambles #haunted michael au #long ass post #took me weeks to finally finish this bitch #i want to draw more for this au so baaad #william afton #mrs afton #henry emily #charlie emily #fnaf crying child #fnaf bite victim #evan afton #elizabeth afton #michael afton #fnaf missing children #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #au

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Interview with Charlie Cox (HBO)

01 January 2012 (X)

Season 3, Owen seemed like a slightly different man - what changed in him while he was working with Nucky in Atlantic City?

As we’ve rejoined ‘Boardwalk Empire’ this season and skipped the year and a half coming into New Year’s 1923, I think over the time we’ve missed, Owen has remained very faithful to Nucky - certainly in a business sense. He has more responsibility, and people in the world who want to get to Nucky know to go through him. I think that last year, after growing up in Ireland during the war, Atlantic City seemed like child’s play. But I think as time passes and we get further into Season 3, Owen starts to think this is a lot more dangerous than it appears to be. He’s witnessed Nucky killing his kind-of son, and then in the fourth episode this season, he sees Nucky kill another young kid, almost to prove a point. People’s lives are a lot more dispensable than he at first thought.

How did his relationship with Margaret change from their first fling last season?

He’s fallen in love with her - it’s the only way to explain what he’s doing now. Because if he got caught, he knows it would be game over. In the first season, he was chasing her around, kind of trying to f**k her, and thinks that would be fun, like, “Can I get the boss’s wife?” When it comes about this season, it’s a much bigger decision, and there’s even a point where he says, “I don’t think this is a good idea.” I think it started off as a game to him, but as he’s been away from home, I think he’s gotten lonely, and they have that old-country bond a little bit.

You mentioned the scene where Nucky kills Rowland Smith to prove to Owen that he’s willing to go all the way. Did that impress Owen with the respect for his boss that Nucky wanted him to have?

I can only talk from how Owen views Nucky - I don’t know who Steve thinks Nucky is deep down. I think Owen has probably seen more real suffering than many of the people in this show. What he went through in Ireland has given him a grasp on the important things in life and an ability to value them more than a lot of the people who are in this world. In that scene, Nucky shoots that guy partly to prove a point to Owen, “Now you understand what happens if you f**k me over.” I think the Owen of 1923 doesn’t doubt for a second that Nucky would put a bullet in his head. He probably thinks it’ll happen anyway, and that at some point it’s part of Nucky’s plan, since he already knows too much. He’s got to get out before that happens.

Of all the different gangsters Owen deals with, do you think he has any kindred spirits?

I think if Owen could work with anyone or for anyone, it would be Arnold Rothstein. I think they’re of similar mentalities. Owen’s still maturing, but if he were there already, he wouldn’t have slept with Katy or Margaret. He has a stoic nature about him and an ability to remain cool and remove ego. He reveals less and plays his cards very close, so I think he really respects the way Arnold Rothstein does business. There’s a coldness to Rothstein’s relationships - he doesn’t have personal relationships, just business relationships - and I think Own respects that immensely. I think he looks at Nucky some of the time and thinks, “What the f**k are you doing with this chick in New York?”

So it all ends for Owen in “A Man, a Plan…” What did you think when you saw how his story was coming to a close?

Hey, it’s an amazing, beautifully written episode. It was a shock to me, so it’ll probably be shock to the viewers. I mean, Owen was never safe - he’s not one of those characters. But it still comes unexpectedly. I feel like you think, “If Owen is going to die, it’s because Nucky is going to discover something and shoot him in the face.” So, because we’re not quite there and he’s killed by Joe Masseria on a job … It’s kind of beautiful how it happens. Owen finds out he’s going to be a father and that he and Margaret are going to run away with each other, and I think that’s why he died. I don’t think he’d get this wrong; I think he got distracted. In one of the earlier scripts there was a fight scene we didn’t end up filming. But the hit wasn’t well scouted-out, and Owen wasn’t on his game. He was thinking about other things, and the beautiful irony is that discovering how his life would turn out ended up killing him.

~*~

#charlie cox #owen sleater #boardwalk empire #interview

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a little birdy told me MALAKHI ‘ KAI ’ BROOKS just moved to sunset hills . have you met them yet ? i heard them driving down the street playing LANCASTER NIGHTS by CHARLIE BURG , they sounded a little pitchy but they had the spirit ! must be their favorite or something . hey … it looks like they just moved into DUSK DRIVE . have you heard about what they do for a living ? someone told me they’re an ACTOR / FREELANCE ACTOR , but who knows if that’s even true . guess we’re just gonna have to wait and see . nervous ? don’t be , i think you’re gonna get along just fine ! i can’t wait to see what they get up to .

、 ⠀ ་ ⸼ ⸒ ✴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 ›

full name : malakhi brooks

nicknames : kai

age : twenty - five

occupation : actor / freelance actor

birthplace : sydney , australia

orientation : heterosexual ( maybe )

lives in : dusk drive

、 ⠀ ་ ⸼ ⸒ ✴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ›

— content warning prefaced : parental death ( brief ) , death of a partner , mentions of substance abuse . warnings will be put before content comes up .

september 24th , the first born , first and only son to carmen & calvin brooks , and a brother to two sisters , callie & cadence . a picture perfect family .

the brooks family truly was picture perfect . they had the perfect life — born and raised the gorgeous city of sydney , with both parents working rather successful jobs . his mom was an interior designer with a vision and a goal always on her mind , and his dad was , still is , a psychiatrist .

both parents were hard working in their own individual ways but they always made time for each other and their kids . they made a point to share every dinner with each other , everyone shared about their day , they bonded over good meals and fun conversations . there was never any arguing . his parents never fought , not once . they had the kind of love that made them different from everyone else — a love that gave them an understanding of each other that no one else could ever have . and a love that kai looked up to .

he’d always gotten along with his sisters . since the day each of them had been born he’d felt nothing but love and the will to protect them like any good big brother should . they were pains in the ass growing up ( even now as adults too ) but he loves them .

— content warning : death of a parent , mention of cancer

nothing stays picture perfect forever and he should have known that . but he had the kind of perfect life that made him blind .

so when his mother died , reality came crashing into him like a truck .

she’d fallen terminally ill with cancer and within a year of her diagnosis she had passed away . kai had only been ten at the time , his sisters 8 & 6 . the death hit him hard . of course it did . he’d spent day after day , month after month , watching his mom grow sicker in her hospital bed . there had been countless days where he had laid beside her in that bed , her arms wrapped around him and his head on her shoulder , as she promised him in her too soft voice that everything was going to be okay .

it hit him hard to lose her , but not as hard as it had to his dad .

after she had passed away his dad decided he couldn’t bare living in the same house that he had spent 14 years of his life with the love of his life . so the brooks packed up and left .

— content warning end

settling into a new country had only happened after a few years of moving place to place . nothing had felt as much like home as sydney had until the brooks family settled into their newest home here in california . it was almost like everything had clicked then .

by that point kai was already well into his teens and had fallen trapped into the acting scheme . he was in school plays ( i do adore a theater kid ) , he wrote a few of his own even , and once he realized his passion for it he set his mind towards making a name for himself . because at that point he had already decided on living in his independence .

so at 17 he had moved out , got his own place . because that’s what he wanted . he wanted to be his own person , feel like he was the only one in charge of his life . his dad understood , gave his support even . that was enough .

and what had seemed like a good idea had really been the beginning of the end for him .

because moving , gaining that feeling of independence , had lead kai to meeting the girl who he thought was the love of his life . that love he saw his parents share when they still had each other ? he swore to himself , up and down , that it was the same type of love that he felt for her . and then he lost her .

— content warning : death of a partner , mentions of substance abuse

kai realized that good things don’t last the hard way .

hearing the news that his girlfriend and her parents had gotten into a fatal accident had left a pain so unbearable in his heart that , in the end , the only thing that could quell it night by night was a throat burning drink in his hand .

many nights were spent getting wasted at bars . so often that people had learned his name and learned his story through slurred words and unintentional tears . he’d never felt so alone before and since bars had become his only source of comfort of course he was going to frequent them until he was labeled a ‘ regular ’ .

he was left in a dark place for a very long time . and to be honest , even now he’s not sure what had drug him out of that pit of despair . it was like all of a sudden the reality of the world had been shoved in his face telling him that he needed to make a change . otherwise he’d end up living a fatal life of his own .

— content warning end

fast forward to now and here kai is : just a man trying to make a living in the midst of recovery . things aren’t easy for him yet but he knew they wouldn’t be . all he can do is try and that’s for damn sure what he’s doing .

he needed a change of scenary . that’s what brought him here to sunset hills a mere year ago . life’s been pretty alright so far . acting gigs come here and there . he has a good feeling that his big break is going to be just around the corner once he feels healed enough . or maybe he’s just manifesting it .

、 ⠀ ་ ⸼ ⸒ ✴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 ›

kai really is one of those guys that you can trust with just about everything . he’s that big brother figure , a secret keeper , a friend a confidant . not having the support system he needed for what he went through made him want to be the person for others that he wished he had for himself .

and maybe he’s not the most out going person out there . not quite an adrenaline junkie , more like the type to play things safe . it’s the paranoia’s fault , really . risks feel too great now .

but despite that ... he truly is a fun guy once he gets to that point . once he’s able to forget his fears , even if it’s only for a little bit , he lets loose . he has fun , he i s fun .

most importantly — he’s humble . after all , growing up without much and having to work hard for everything he has now ( for what little that is ) has given him a different perspective than many other people might have . which just means he’s aware of what he has and he knows better than to let things go to his head .

nowadays he isn’t quite the same . it’s obvious . but he’s trying , he’s really trying . all he asks for is to have a little time . that actually means he needs someone to take initiative and get him out of his own world deep inside of his head . it’s not something he’d admit to needing out loud . all the same though , he’d be grateful for it .

literally kai is just one hell of a depressing character . like . i mean , yea honestly that’s what he is . but he’s trying to be better . all he needs is that little push . and he’ll give a push to people who need it before he ever thinks to do the same for himself . the last thing he’ll ever do is put himself first when there are other people who need it more .

、 ⠀ ་ ⸼ ⸒ ✴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ›

glimpse of us ( joji ) , starting line ( luke hemmings ) , mum ( luke hemmings ) , i lost a friend ( finneas ) , joey tribbiani ( friends ) literally what is this variety

#◟ ⋆ 𝐤𝐚𝐢 › about !

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Chapter 31: Darling, Dearest, Dead

Word Count: 1066

TWs: Murder and death mentions, religious reference, blood mention

⛤⛤⛤

“You really ought to clean up your language around children, Mike,” Charlie lightly chastised when she left the arcade to check on him, huddled up outside of the backroom. “What was inside?”

Michael unfurled himself, looking up at the Marionette with a paled complexion. “My brother.”

“...Oh.”

“But… he wasn't killed by William. He was killed…” He looked down at his shaking hands, whispering, “By me.”

“It wasn’t on purpose--”

“I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to scare him, that was on purpose.”

“I told you, Michael, you're not like William. You're going to be okay.”

“Why is he here???”

“I don't know.”

“Has he been inside of FredBear since the accident…?”

“No. He didn't die immediately, so it's not possible… the human body has to pass on first in order to become a ghost.”

Michael said nothing, still trying to shake off the feeling Evan’s spirit had instilled in him. Absolute terror.

“Inside,” Charlie echoed, distracted by her thoughts. She offered her oddly-shaped hands to help Michael back onto his feet. He took them and stood, suppressing a nauseated burp.

“God…”

“I don't think he can help us anymore, Mike.”

He wanted to laugh but was too shaken up to do so. His watch beeped. “That’s time…”

“Get some rest. Oh, and leave me the photograph.”

“Why…?”

“Why do you think? To liberate the others.”

“What happened to ‘They'll kill you if they see you after looking at this?’”

“You'll just have to be careful.”

“Thanks, Charlie. Very comforting.”

“You're welcome.”

He knew they deserved the truth, so he left the photo, as requested. He didn't sleep well when he got home, but the fear and sickness that he felt began to dissipate, so he thanked his lucky stars for that. He was awoken from a moment of peaceful sleep by his phone ringing jarringly and reminding him that he had fallen asleep on his shitty couch. He grumbled to himself as he went to answer it, attempting to sound more awake than he felt.

“Hello??”

“If you show up at Circus Baby’s again, I’ll have no choice but to have the guards escort you out, do I make myself clear?” William’s voice sent shocks of rage into Michael’s heart. He was fully present, now.

“What’s it to you? How’d you get this number?”

“Oh, please, as if I haven’t been keeping tabs on you in case you came back to bite me in the ass. You may miss Elizabeth, but you made your choice. Though, do inform me, there seems to be a gap in your employment history… not working at the mechanic’s shop anymore?”

“Only on weekends. I’m between jobs. Maybe I came in looking for a spot at this new place you’ve got, but you’ll never know because you’re being a--”

“Yes, yes, very nice. Carry on with whatever sad little life you’ve carved out for yourself with a dead man’s money.”

“Don’t fucking talk about Henry to me, you prick.”

Click.

Yeah, that’s right you jackass, hang up on me. You can’t imagine the Hell that’s coming for you when I’m through.

On the other end of the line, William glared at his reflection in the shiny, black phone, back in its cradle. Something wasn’t right. He’d felt unsettled since he had hired Mike Schmidtt. He didn’t usually care to know the backstories of the potential Freddy’s guards, especially since they began to drop like flies, but he’d been itching to look into Schmidtt in particular. He kept the feeling at bay, wanting to focus on making Circus Baby’s the best it could be while he had the time… in fact, he had just brought Circus Baby in for touch-ups an hour ago. He hadn’t even put her away for ten minutes before Elizabeth began whining about wanting her back. She couldn’t understand that these new animatronics, though solid in creation and appearance, were very sensitive beneath the plastic skin. Some brat had stuck gum in the mechanism that allowed Circus Baby to store and serve items from within her stomach cavity, causing it to open and close at random. This function had a secondary purpose, but it was not time to put it to use. Not yet.

It took William a moment to realise warning lights were flashing overhead, indicating a “catastrophic failure” somewhere in the building. He exited the office, briefly observing the chaos as his employees rushed to evacuate all patrons before thinking of Elizabeth. He pushed his way into the crowds. “Has anyone seen my daughter?!” He commanded, growing anxious and furious with each blank face that stared back at him. He fought his way to the repairs room. Please. Of all the times you could disobey me, tell me you didn’t do it now. Breathlessly, William barged inside. He couldn’t hear his own scream, but he felt the rawness build in his chest and throat as he crumbled to his knees in front of Circus Baby, blood gushing from behind the door of the stomach cavity and spilling onto the floor. No, not you… not Elizabeth… not my only daughter…

He had to be physically dragged away, the repairs room locked as soon as he was en route outside. He shook the guards off of his arms and stumbled like a zombie to his office, numbly dialling Michael’s number again.

You’ve reached Michael Afton’s answering machine. Feel free to leave a message, unless you’re William Pauly Afton, then you can go suck a big fat egg. BEEP.

“Elizabeth’s dead. Michael--” And then he was being torn away again, the phone clattering out of his hand and hanging off of the wall by its curly cord, bouncing slightly in a mockingly comical way.

“Mr. Afton, we’re going to take you to an ambulance, just to treat you for shock, alright?” One of his employees spoke, but William could barely comprehend him over the buzzing in his head, like the neon lights blinding him from above. For the first time in his life, he was filled with remorse. He wished it had been him instead. A fitting end, to be killed by one of his own creations. But maybe this was a nightmare, and he’d wake up to Elizabeth jumping up and down, squealing about something or another at his bedside. Norman handing him his coffee as he walked into the office. The family he always wanted.

#fnaf #fnaf au #fnaf fic #michael afton #william afton #elizabeth afton #circus baby #fun fact: this chapter was initially 1400 words long until i decided to split it into two parts lmao #accursed heritage au

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ꕥ — WELCOME TO CATA COSMIA, ELIZABETH AFTON. 🌕

ꕥ — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: Sammi age: 27 pronouns: commonly they/she but any are fine ooc contact: @ sorunort on twitter other characters in xc: N/A

ꕥ — IC INFORMATION;

name: Elizabeth Afton (‘Lizzie’ if she likes you or you’re family) age: 12 pronouns: she/her series: Five Nights at Freddy’s canon point: Immediately right before her death. app triggers: mentions of child abuse, child death and murder.

personality:

Elizabeth is a spunky, cheeky, stubborn little girl who has no problem speaking her mind and doing whatever she wants. She’s not afraid to cause some mischief and use her perfect little angelic smile to get away with it. While she loves being the center of attention and getting fawned over, she prefers it coming from her father and brothers– even if that means getting caught red handed causing trouble. She wants to be the center of their world because they’re the center of hers.

something your muse struggles with: Not being as important to her siblings as they are to her, her inability to keep things from falling apart around her, abandonment, being alone.

your muse’s greatest strength: Once she sets her mind to something, she follows it through. If Elizabeth has your back, she will support you through thick and thin (and maybe even some crime [this is a joke shes 9].)

history / background:

Born as the middle child to William Afton, a man who cared more for his robotic creations than his children, Elizabeth leaned on her siblings', Michael and Evan, shoulders for support more than her father’s. She loved play-fighting with them and being an adorable menace because she knew she wouldn’t face any consequences from them– unlike her father who would lash out if Elizabeth interrupted his work. Elizabeth was also close with William’s business partner’s daughter, Charlie, regarding her as the sister she always wanted.

Unfortunately tragedy struck and Charlie was murdered the day of her birthday party. Charlie’s loss hit everyone hard, especially all of the Afton children. Michael started lashing out at Evan more while Elizabeth had to come between them to make Michael stop. All their fun sibling antics suddenly disappeared and mock fights turned to real fights. Nothing improved, and tragedy struck yet again at Evan’s birthday party where Michael thought it would be a funny prank to stuff Evan’s head in an animatronic’s mouth where the jaws clamped down and crushed his skull.

Losing her best friend and little brother nearly back to back shattered Elizabeth. Everything changed after Evan’s passing, whereas William didn’t care much for his children prior he all out resented Michael and outright disowned him then looked to Elizabeth as the golden child. She finally had his attention and affection but Elizabeth didn’t want it this way. She was still grappling with the loss of her younger brother and conflicting emotions toward Michael paired with his sudden absence. She received a distraction from her grief when William announced he designed a new animatronic just for Elizabeth– a pretty, glittery clown called Circus Baby. She could make balloons right from her fingertips, sing, dance, and even make ice cream! To say Elizabeth was enamored with Baby was an understatement. But William warned her not to go anywhere near it, much to her dismay.

Nothing would ever stop her from doing what she wanted, though, and on the grand opening Elizabeth snuck off to see Circus Baby by herself. This would be Elizabeth’s downfall, as the last thing she ever saw was a massive claw shoot out from Baby’s stomach, snatching her up then suddenly everything went black.

William created Circus Baby to kill children and siphon their life force, or Remnant, and Elizabeth’s soul became intertwined with Baby’s AI after her death. She didn’t live on as Baby so much as Baby leeched off her spirit to form her own thoughts and plans. Therefore Elizabeth wasn’t in control of Baby or even present until some 30 years later when everyone, including Baby, burnt to death that Elizabeth’s soul was finally freed.

powers / abilities: None

inherent abilities: None

items / weapons:

A well loved Mangle plush that’s befitting of the name given that it looks like it’s falling apart at the seams.

A brand new Circus Baby plush that she adores given how she wasn’t allowed to go anywhere near the real thing.

starting ability: None starting item: Her Mangle plush.

extra:

I kept the history/background purposely short just because of FNAFs uh…everything, but I can and will and happily expand on anything if need be!

killing her brother was the ultimate sibling prank

she has a british accent despite never setting foot outside hurricane utah. Whats up with that

shes just a baby shes so little

discord id: Get Scooped!#1515

passcode: A FAMILY IS REUNITING IN XARA COSMIA.

#xc application #mun: sammi #cata cosmia

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shinnith · 2 years

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Need a place to save my life’s work for keeps- they do say the internet is forever...

I have fears of losing my master music collection that I’ve been curating since I stole an ipod out of a drunk dudes tent while he was passed out in my backyard and hand recorded each song so, without further explanation, may I present “The Collection” in complete text file.

COLLECTION 1:

11 Girls 12 12 13 She Way Out 14 Menswear 15 Play It Loud 15 Pressure 18 25 to life 27 1000 nights 1983 1994 1996 1998 A heartbreak A million men Acadia Achievement Acid rain Adderall Addict with a pen Addict Afraid Again Against the grain Agnes Ain't gonna drown Air I breathe Alaska All about us All day and all of the night All the kids are depressed Alone Always An art gallery could never be as magnificent as yo Anchor Another brick in the wall Apologize Are you gonna be my girl Asshole Astoria At seventeen Atmosphere Away Ayahuasca Back to you Backbeat Bad Bitch Bad boy Bad habit Bad liar Bad Reputation Bad things Ballin Barbed wire Barcelona Basket case Be wherever you are Beautiful Because We Can Beggar In The Morning (Barr Brothers) Beggin for thread Belong Berzerk Beside you Between us Big girls don't cry Big machine Big yellow taxi Bills Bite my tongue Bitter leaf Black And Yellow (Dirty) Black Betty Black Holes Blackbird Bleed it out Bleed Bleeding out Bliss Blood in the cut Blood water Boogie Born to die Bourbon Break my heart again Breakeven Breathe me Breathe Broken bones Broken Brother Bruises Bubbly Bud like you Build it better Bury it Buzzcut season California rain Call me Calm down Can't stop Capable Capsize Carry on Cavern's dark Caves Cecilia and the satellite Ceilings Celebrity status Chanel Change it all Changes Charlemagne Charlie brown Chasing cars Chasing pavement Chateau Chemicals Chemistry Chills Chris Collins - Ain't Ready Chris Tomlin - Good Good Father Chris Young - Goodbye Chris Young - I'm Comin' Over Chris Young - Lonely Eyes Cigarettes & Loneliness City life Clarity Classy girls Clementine Cleopatra Clocks Coastline Cocaine Coconut water Cold wind blows Come and get your love Come hang out Come Together Comfort of strangers Connection Conquest Could it be another change Crazy bird Crazy love Cringe Cross my mind Dance Dancing in the daylight Dani California Dark necessities Day gaunts Daydream Daydreamer Days move easy Deep end Defeated Different Dissolve DNA Do I wanna know Do it alone Do you feel it Done with love Don't bring me down Don't Forget Where You Belong Don't just sit here and drink yourself to death Don't let me get me Don't threaten me with a good time Don't Dots and dashes Down on my luck Downtown Drama Drift Drive Drops Of Jupiter Drug ballad Drugs 2 Drugs 3 Drunk Ease Echo Edge of town Elegy Elevator Eminem - Drug Ballad Eminem - Without Me End of the summer Ends of the earth (live) Epiphany Eros and Apollo Ever since new york Everybody gets high Everybody wants to rule the world Everything is alright Eye to eye Eyes closed Face Fake you out Fall for you Fall Fancy shoes Far alone Faux Favorite color is blue Feel it still Feeling whitney Feels Female energy Fight song Fire and the flood First time he kissed a boy First Flashed Junk Mind Fool for love (live) Fool for love Foolish love Forces of the unseen Foreplay Forever ago Forget about dre Freaks and Geeks Friends From the dining room Full disclosure Genghis Khan Geronimo Get away Giants Girl I met on the internet Girls like girls Girls your age Girls, Girls, Boys Give me one reason Give me something Go flex Go fuck yourself Go God I hope this year is better than the last God is on the move Gold Good girl Good man, bad man Good old days Gotta be somebody Green light Greenback Boogie Grown up Gummy H.S.K.T Halcyon Hall of Fame (ft. will.i.am) Hallucinogenics Hands on the wheel Hannah Hard feelings Harry Styles - Sign Of The Times Hash pipe Heartbeat Heaven Hello my old heart Here comes a thought Here it goes again Here we are Hideaway Highschool Holdin out Holocene Holy Spirit - Francesca Battistelli Home Homegrown Homesick Honey sweet Honey whiskey Hopeless Hors d'oeuvre Hot mess Hotel Andrea Houdini How we feel I Am Who Am I built a friend I can't stand it I don't mind I Dont Wanna Live Forever - Zayn and Taylor Swift Cover I feel everything I follow rivers I get knocked down I hate myself for loving you I have made mistakes I know what I am I know you care I know you love to fall I love you so I might I need a woman I need some sleep I run empty I told you I was mean I wanna get better I want to feel alive I Will Always Be Yours I will follow you into the dark I will follow I won’t give up Iggy Azalea - Work I’m alive I’m an Albatraoz I’m not famous I’m not really fine I’m ready I’m with you Imma Be Impossible In my head In my veins In spite of all the danger In the end In too deep Ink Innocence Insecure Into the sun Iridescent Island In The Sun Islands It’s;s not my fault, I'm happy It’ss not over It’ss on us It’ss time Jenny Jet Pack Blues Jocelyn flores Juicy sweatsuits Jukebox Hero Jump Just can't get enough Just to get high Kate Voegele - Hallelujah Keep your head up Kids Killing me to love you Kings Kiss like a woman Kitchen sink L.S.D. La la la Laser gun Last of her kind Latch - Kodaline Laughing on the outside Leave a trace Lemon boy Lemon to a knife fight Let you down Letdown Let's Skip To The Good Bit Liability Lies, Lies, lies Lifted up Lighters Like gold Like toy soilders Lil Wayne - Mirror (feat. Bruno Mars) Little do you know Little secrets Little Things Little white lies Location Lone digger Lonely alone Lonely boy Lose yourself Lost generation Lost in space Lost kitten Lost song Lost Love again Love game Love is mystical Love like this Love lockdown Love on the brain Love somebody Love Loveless Lover boy Lovesick Mad behaviour Mad Sounds Mad world Magnets Malibu Mama always told me Mars Me Medicated Meet me halfway Meet me in the woods (live) Memo Mercedes Benz Mercury Middle fingers Migraine Mockingbird Moments I’m missing More Morphine Mountain to move Mr Jones Must be the ganja My band My fault.m4a My generation My house My Lighthouse (The Rend Collective) My name is My own worst enemy Nancy Drew Need you now Neptune Netflix & Dusse Netflix Never enough New fears Nightshift No angels No CD No faith in brooklyn No interruption No love No name No scrubs No stranger Norwegian Wood Nostalgia Not afraid Not too late Nothing without love Nothing wrong with me Numb Number one Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da Ocean eyes Oceans Ode to the bouncer Oh well Old friends Old pine Old school turntables On the other side On top of the world On top of the world One man town Ooh la Ophelia Out of it Out of mind Overdose Owl City - Fireflies Paint Paper crown Paper moon Paper thin Parasites Past lives Peach pit Peanut butter jelly Perfect day Perfect places Perfect.wma Pills n potions Pink lemonade Pink Love Plastic dreams Play with fire Pleader Please don't say you love me Plot twist Pork soda Pretty little gangster Priorities Promise Promising light Pump up the jam Punchin bag Punching in a dream Purple Haze Questions Radio Rap God Raw Ready to change Rebel Rebel Rebel Recover Rental Replay Revenge Ribs Ride River Rivers and roads Robbers Rock and Roll Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Role model Roman Holiday Run rabbit run Run Runaway Running Sad Machine Sad Salt Satellite Saving us a riot Saw mill Say anything.m4a Say anything.wma Say my name Scary Love Science vs Romance Secrets Self control Senior skip day Settle down Seventeen Sex She moves in her own way She was Sheep She's dope Ships in the night Shout Show it to me Sick of it Silly boys Simple song Simplethings Sing for the moment Sirens Skinny love Sleep in the heat Sleep on the floor Sleepless Smile Sober up Sober Someone New Someone to stay Someone to you Songs about your girlfriend Sorry Soul To Squeeze [October 1993] Space bound Spaceman Starcrossed losers Stay high Stay quiet Stay together Step Stoned & Starving Stop the world I wanna get off with you Strange love Strangers Stronger than I was Stuck with me Suburbia Summer Summersong Super far Superhero Surrender Surround me Sweatpants Sweet Child O'Mine Sweet creature Sweet dreams Sweet Sweetest thing T.I - Dead And Gone Ft. Justin Timberlake - Copy Take control Take it slowly Talk to me Tangled Team Tear in my heart Tee shirt Teenage Evolution Tempted That's how you know The anthem The big bang The birds are singing at night The broken hearts club The color blue The girl The good part The good side The last time The love club The middle The monster The moth and the flame The mute The night we met (live) The nights The one The outsider The real slim shady The re-up The silence These memories These Times Thinking of you This is America This is what makes us girls This life Thoughts & Prayers Tightrope Time of your life Tiptoe.m4a To be human Together alone Total eclipse of the heart Trust issues Trust Turn Turning out Turning Pages Twenty Flight Rock Twisted Two coins Two fingers U.N.I. Ugly Unconditionally Until we can't (let's go) Up we go Uptown Girl Upward over the mountain Van Halen - Black And Blue Vines Vulcano Wait a minute! Waiting on the world to change Wake the fuck up Walk on the wild side Walk on water Walking all day Walkway blues Want you back Was there nothing Waterways Waves We are all astronauts We might be dead by tomorrow We R Who We R We stayed up all night We will run Weak Welcome home We're not just friends What they want When I'm gone When we were young Where Is My Mind Where is the love Where the sky hangs Who Are You Why can't I Why Wide awake Wild Ones Wild things Wild Wiser Without me Without you Written in the stars Yesterday You And I You are not a robot You don't get me high anymore You don't know where you stand You got to hide your love away You gotta fight for your right You make my dreams You Young blood Young kids, old love Young, dumb and broke Young Younger now Your shirt Your somebody else Your song

COLLECTION 2: Everyday The Funeral Above The Clouds Of Pompeii Bury a Friend ( slowed down ) zipper Toy Box (Remix) - Cal Scruby Phantom Feels like summer Out of my head Threatz Ghosts (dylan owen) Edward Sharpe The Magnetic Zeros - Home Home Eminem - No Apologies Dirty Version Space Bound Talking To Myself-em grandson Apologize American Teen Mariners Apartment Complex White Crime Classic Male Pregame Gratitude Personality (feat. T Pain) It's Alright Notepad Ghosts (2) Who Knew King For A Day blue cheese Skrillex - Scary Monsters And Nice Sprites Jailhouse blues Snak The Ripper - Poison The Wheel Stuck in the middle with you Drugs What Redbone would sound like if you used to know it Borderline - Till Its Gone {L.H.} Ghost on the Shore 03 Adolescence (8D) Do I Wanna Know (8D) Lucid Dreams 21st Century Breakdown Affairs of the Heart Ain't no rest for the wicked Ain't No Rest For The Wicked by Cage The Elephant Aint Your Right Alec Benjamin - Outrunning Karma The Alphabeat Always Forever American Boy Animal Apparently Aquilo - You Won't Know Where You Stand Aquilo - You're Like Me Arrested Youth - Brightside Ashnikko - Hi, It's Me Ashnikko - Special Ashnikko - STUPID feat. Yung Baby Tate Ashnikko - Working Bitch Avicii - Levels Bad day Bad Decisions Bad Things Bagpipes From Baghdad Bangarang Beauty Better Love Big Bad World Big Black Car Billy Idol - Dancing with myself Bitch, Dont Kill My Vibe Bitter Sweet Symphony The Black Eyed Peas - BIG LOVE Black Veil Brides - In the End Blank SpaceStyle Blindsided Blood boy pablo - Feeling Lonely Brain Damage Bridges Broken Arrow Broken Broken. Buisness CA Plane Pour Moi Car Radio Car Radio-Twenty One Pilots Caring is Creepy - The Shins Casual Affair Caterpillar Catey Shaw - Night Go Slow Cats, Dogs & Rats Cemetery Drive Charles William - No Ordinary Chelsea Dagger Chelsea Hotel No 2 Cherub - Doses and Mimosas Cigarette Daydreams The Clash At Demonheads - Black Sheep Cocoa Hooves Come Home to My Heart (mashup of every lorde song) Come On Eileen Comfortably numb Cops Cough Syrup Criminal Crossfire (8D) Cryin' Dan Mangan - Road Regrets [Nice, Nice, Very Nice - Track 01] Dancing with Myself Darkness David Guetta - The Alphabeat David Guetta (Feat. Jessie J) - Repeat David Guetta (Feat. Usher) - Without You Dead Presidents III Dead Sea Dear friend Delete Forever Democracy (Bonus Track) Disenchanted �� Dog Days Are Over Doin Time Doja Cat - Trauma Dreams Drunk In Love Dynoro- Hangover EAGLE EYE CHERRY - STREETS OF YOU Eminem - The Ringer The End Enter Sandman Erode Estelle - American Boy [Feat. Kanye West] Everyone Says I'm Paranoid Farewell Fast Car Feel Again Feelings Fineshrine First Aid Kit - It's a Shame First Day of My Life First of the Year For Elise For The First Time Futuristic - I Guess, I'll Smoke G.O.M.D. Getting Better Ghosting Give Up Godzilla Good LIfe Good Vibrations Goodbye Stranger Gorillaz - Rhinestone Eyes grandson x Moby Rich Happy Pill Gun Song - The Lumineers Guns For Hands Gypsy Happy Hard Sun Have you ever seen the rain Heathens Heavenly Father Heavydirtysoul High Hopes High You Are Holy. Hopsin - Witch Doctor Humility The Hype I Can't Help Myself I Lost Something in the Hills I Wanna Get High I Will Idaho If I Go, I'm Goin In The End In Too Deep (em) Indie Rock and Roll Iris it ends tonight Ive Got This Friend J Ember - Lower Than Low January 28th Jazz Jungle Kerry Hart - I Know A Gun Kiiara - Gold (prod. by Felix Snow) Kill You The Kills - What New York Used To Be Lana del Rey - Summertime Sadness (SxAde Synthwave Remix)80s Lana Del Rey - Young and Beautiful (from The Great Gatsby Soundtrack) Landslide Last Night (beer fear) LauvFeelings Leader Of The Landslide Leave it all behind Leaving Heaven Let It Go Let My Love Open The Door Lisztomania Little Pistol Look After You Love In Stereo Love letter The Lumineers - It Wasn't Easy To Be Happy For You (Part 4 Of 10) The Lumineers - Left For Denver (Part 6 Of 10) The Lumineers - My Cell Man To Man Marsh Matilda Me & You Together Song Meaner Girl Metallica Enter Sandman Miike Snow- Animal Milk Man Missed Connection Monster (DotEXE Dubstep Remix) Morning Song Move Mr Fear My Kind of Woman My Smile Is Extinct My Type Nantes National Anthem Need a Minute New Perspective (acoustic) New Soul Nicotine Night time, my time No Fun No Ordinary No Tellin' Now I'm In It Obsessions Oceans (7 Layers Sessions) Oh no Old Time's Sake On Melancholy Hill Once Upon A Dream One Day Out for a rip Outrunning Karma Outta My Head - The Eagle Rock Gospel Singers Over My Head Pain - Three Days Grace Party Favor Power Trip Preacher Promises Purity Ring - Fineshrine (4AD) Puzzle Pieces Re Stacks Repeat Return Of Simba Rhiannon Rhinestone Eyes Road Regrets Rock Bottom Rocket Man Rocket Man (I Think It's Going To Be A Long, Long Time) Roses ROSIE Roxanne Ryan & Dave Sabotage Sad Dream SADE IN THE 90's Salad Days Salt And The Sea San Luis Santa Fe Say You Love Me Scar Tissue The Scientist Secrets Self Aware Bitch Setting Sun Seven Wonders Sex, Money, Sneakers Shake it off The Sharpest Lives Shelter Song She's A Riot The Shins - New Slang Skinny Love (Das Kapital Remix) SKRILLEX - Bangarang feat. Sirah Skrillex - First Of The Year (Equinox) Sleepyhead Slide Away Soaked Soap Social Sites Somebody told me Speed Of Sound Spin Doctors - Two Princes St. Tropez- [2014 Forest Hills Drive] The Stable Song Stan (Dido) Stay High Stay High (Britanny Howard) Sticky Situation Stop and Stare Stop Children What's That Sound Streets of you Strung Out Sublime - What I Got Summertime Sadness (SxAde Synthwave Remix) Supalonely Sweet Talk Take a Walk Take Care A Tale of 2 Cities Talk The A Team- Ed Sheeran Tessellate TLC - Waterfalls Tried to Make You My Own TRNDSTTR twenty one pilots - Goner Twenty One Pilots - Heathens (Suicide Squad) Two Weeks Two Weeks - Grizzly Bear Unaccommodating Undone - FFH Venice Bitch The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony Viva La Vida Waste my time with you Waterfalls Watsky - Love Letters The Way I Am We Built This City We Didn't Start the Fire We think too much Wet Dreams What I Got When You Were Young White Rabbit Wild Thing Wonderwall Yah Yah Young and Beautiful Young and Beautiful in the 80s Lana Del Rey (Retro Remix) Young Man Youth [not alphabetically sorted] Everyday The Funeral Above The Clouds Of Pompeii Bury a Friend ( slowed down ) zipper Toy Box (Remix) - Cal Scruby Phantom Feels like summer Out of my head Threatz Ghosts (dylan owen) Edward Sharpe The Magnetic Zeros - Home Home Eminem - No Apologies Dirty Version Space Bound Talking To Myself-em grandson Apologize American Teen Mariners Apartment Complex White Crime Classic Male Pregame Gratitude Personality (feat. T Pain) It's Alright Notepad Ghosts (2) Who Knew King For A Day blue cheese Skrillex - Scary Monsters And Nice Sprites Jailhouse blues Snak The Ripper - Poison The Wheel Stuck in the middle with you Drugs What Redbone would sound like if you used to know it Borderline Till Its Gone

COLLECTION 3:

{L.H.} The Yawning Grave {L.H.} Time to Run 9 Times Out of 10 17 38 Years Old 1985 (Intro to The Fall Off) Ain’t That A Kick In the Head Aint No Peace All The Places All The Right Moves All’s Well That Ends Always Forever Angel Angel Of Small Death & The Codeine Scene Animal (Sky Fierra-Miike Snow Cover) The Apple Apple Tree AUATC Back In The U.S.S.R. Back to you Bad Girls Bellbottoms Bennie And The Jets (Remastered 2014) Benny Goodman Big Parade The Birthday Party Bitterphobia Black Sun Bloodflood pt II Blue Bobcaygeon Boys Will Be Bugs Brain Damage Breezeblocks British Bombs Brittle Bones Nicky By The Way C’est La Vie Celebrity Status (Acoustic) The Chain Chasin’ Echoes (Re-Mastered) Chasing Pavement By MGK Chicken Fried Clean Eyes Closer Cold Cold Cold Coldplay - Shiver Comin Home Common People Concrete The Creator Current Joys - A Different Age Current Joys - Fear Current Joys - Kids Curse of the Currents Dance Monkey The Dead South - In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company The Umbrella Academy Season 2 OST Dear Dictator Death Bed (Coffee for Your Head) Declan McKenna - Daniel, You’re Still a Child Declan McKenna - Rapture Delicate Depress Diane Young Diet Mountain Dew A different Age Doin’ Time-Summertime doja cat - 4 morant (better luck next time) Doja Cat - Kiss Me More ft. SZA Doja Cat - Trauma Don McLean- American Pie Dont Feel Like Crying DOPENESS Down To My Last Cigarette Drake - Jungle (432Hz) Dreamland Eagles - Hotel California Ego Death Elephant Gun Ellie Goulding - Halcyon Ellie Goulding - Lights (Single Version) Eros Exile Exquisite Corpse Fear & Delight Featherstone Feel Feeling Lonely First Class For Sure Freakin’ Out On the Interstate Fresh Roses Ghetto Gospel GHOST Glass Animals - Heat Waves Glass Animals - Toes Got It Got My Mind Set On You (Version II) The Grand Optimist Guerra - Residente Heart Heart Of Glass Heaven Up There The Heavy- This ain’t No Place For No Hero Help I’m Alive Hip-Hop Saved My Life Hoax Hold On Hold On (John) Holding On To You Holiday Home (johhnyswim) Hometown Homewrecker A Horse with No Name House Of The Rising Sun Hullabaloo Human Geometry Hymn For The Weekend The Hype Hypnotized (fever fever) I Am Not a Robot [Clock Opera Remix] I know you care I Lost Something in the Hills I Love You Like An Alcoholic I Never Learn I Should Have Known Better I Think I’m Going To Kill Myself I’ll Be Around Immortal In A Manner Of Speaking In The City In The Shadow Of The Valley In the Year 2525 (Exordium Terminus) Infinite Victory-The Notorious XX - Wait What Island In The Sun It Was A Sin It’s called freefall It’s in the Way That You Use It) It’s Still Rock and Roll to Me Jarod Lawley - Company The Joker Josie Just Desserts Kaleidoscope Dope The Key to Life on Earth Khalid - Hundred Kid Cudi, Eminem - The Adventures Of Moon Man & Slim Shady Kids (Lady Danville- MGMT cover) The Kids Don’t Wanna Come Home L.A. Not Alone Girl! Lady Madonna The Lakes Laredo Lauren O’ Connell - Dancing in the Dark Lemons (Brye) Let’s Go Outside Lights Listerine Little lion man Lockdown Lonely People Los Angeles Love Me Tomorrow Mad Woman Madness Major Tom (Coming Home) Maniac Manic Monday Marcy Me Marianas Trench Masterpiece Theatre I MARINA- Savages Masterpiece Theatre 3 - Marianas Trench with Meaner Girl Medicine Memories Message Message For Your Mind MGK - Mind Of A Stoner ft. Wiz Khalifa Milky Chance - Cocoon Milky Chance - Ego Milky Chance - Unknown Song feat. Paulina Eisenberg Milky Chance - Where Is My Mind (Pixies Cover) Miss Atomic Bomb Modern mystery Moral of the Story Move Along Mustached Messiah My Life My Mind Playin Tricks on Me My Stress N.E.R.D & Rihanna - Lemon Nice Fox Nightmares No Church In The Wild No Diggity No Rain Novocaine Numb Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da Offer Oh baby OK On The Train Ride Home Only the Good Die Young Open By Rhye Pale Blue Eyes Panic Attack The Passenger Past Perfect Peach Tinted - The Unknown Pepper Phantom Planet - California Pity Party Play That Funky Music Polk Salad Annie THE PRAYER Psycho Killer R.I.P. 2 my youth Radio Ga Ga Rare Americans - Berlin Rare Americans - Garbage Day Rare Americans - The Moneyz Rare Americans Gas Mask Read My Mind Ready To Go Rejjie Snow - 23 feat. Caroline Smith Revolution Ricky Rolling Stone Rose The run and go Run Boy Run Run This Town Runnin Down A Dream SAINT MOTEL - Preach Satellite Save Me See You Soon Sega Genesis Seven Seven (taylor) Seven Wonders Sex on Fire Shakin’ Off The Rust Shameful Company Shelter Song Sick Shit Since The Last Time Sincerity Is Scary Sippin Sister Golden Hair Sit Down Beside Me Sleeping Sickness Sleepyhead Slick Rick - Children’s Story Slow It Down Slow Motion Small Hands Small Talk Snow On Tha Bluff Sorrow Soul Of Mischief - 93 Til infinity Space Oddity Sparks Stalker’s Tango Static On The Radio Stay Alive Still Feel Strung Out Summer Breeze Sunshine Take Me Away Take me home Take The Long Way Home Taylor Swift - the last great american dynasty Tear you apart Teenage Wasteland That’s All THAT’S THAT Therapy They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.) This Is Me Trying This Life (Vampire Weekend) Three Second Memory The Thrill - Wiz Khalifa To Be Human To My Enemies Tokyo The Trip Tupac-Keep Ya Head Up Unknown Mortal Orchestra - So Good at Being in Trouble Until we bleed Up all Night (beck) Vampire Weekend Giving Up The Gun Video Killed The Radio Star Vienna (Billy Joel) Vulcano - Francesca Michielin TESTO Walking On The Moon Warm Glow Wax Tailor - Que Sera We Can Work it Out Weeds The Weight What A Perfect Day For Crying What Is Life Whateva When It Lands When The Day Comes When the Night is Over Wide Open Wonderwall YARMAK - ТУТ МІЙ ДІМ Yesterday Yesterday (Atmosphere) You Are the Right One You Cant Always Get What You Want You Don’t Mess Around with Jim You’re Nobody Till Somebody Wants You Dead Young And Beautiful Не приму и даром (Navai , Bahh Tee) Юность (Dabro

COLLECTION 4:

2Pac - Changes 2Pac - Keep Ya Head Up 4 (8D) Believer (8D) Do I Wanna Know (8D) Don’t Stop Me Now (8D) Everybody Wants to Rule The World (8D) It’s My Life (8D) Lucid Dreams (8D) Shout (8D) Stolen Dance (8D) The Less I Know The Better (8D) Till I Collapse (8D) Viva La Vida (8D)-Another Love (8D)-Blue Monday (8D)-Like Toy Soldiers (8D)-Lose Yourself (8D)-Ocean Eyes (8D)-Sing For The Moment (8D)-Somebody That I Used To Know (8D)-Summertime Sadness 21 Guns 29 #Strafford APTS 99 Luftballons 1901- phoenix 1979 Affection Agnes Ahead By A Century All These Things I’ve Done Alt-J (∆) Leon Always- The Snuts Ancient Dreams In A Modern Land Angela Another Day In Paradise The Antlers - Kettering ARE YOU LETTING GO (bennee) Arizona arms tonite Axel Thesleff - Bad Karma Back 2 Hiphop Baggage Bagpipes From Baghdad Beck - Up All Night Being special Bellyache Ben Franklin BIG SHOT Blister In The Sun Blow At High Dough Bobby Bloom Montego Bay 1970 boogie (slowed) Boy Bye (slowed and reverb) Bread Burning Pile - Mother Mother (Slowed) Bury It Butthole Surfers - Pepper The Umbrella Academy Season 2 OST Cancer candy - robbie williams (slowed) Caves- Noah Kahan Chaise Longue champagne problems Children’s Story Chris Webby - La La La Circles Claire Rosinkranz - Backyard Boy closure Cocaine Coconut Water Cold War Kids - First Colorado Conrad CONSTANT The Cost of the Crown - Mercedes Lackey Courtney Barnett - Before You Gotta Go Crabbuckit Dabbla - Psychoville Feat. Graziella (Prod. Roast Beatz) Daydreams Dear Prudence (Remastered 2009) Democracy (Bonus Track) Dion - The Wanderer [Fallout 4 - Wanderer Trailer Song] Doja Cat - Boss Bitch Doja Cat - Kiss Me More ft. SZA Dominoes - Sixty Minute Man - The First Rock and Roll Record!! (Don’t Fear) The Reaper Don’t Look Back Don’t You (Forget About Me) Donovan - Season of the Witch Dont Stop Me Now Dope & Smoke Down On My Luck (vic mensa) Drive- Oh Wonder Drugs (swum) Easy easy life - have a great day (visualiser) easy life - skeletons Eddie Cochran - Summertime Blues [stereo] The Effects of Climate Change on Densely Populated Areas Emerald Lake, AB Eminem White America (Uncensored) Emma Louise - Jungle Eve Of Destruction Evelyn Evermore FALLOUT 4 SPECIAL RAP Dan Bull False Creek Change Feel It In My Bones Feel It Still Feels For The Camera Four Out Of Five Froot Fuck U Pal The Gambler Gerry Cinamon-Kampfire Vampire Gerry Cinnamon- Sun Queen Gerry Cinnamon-Canter Gerry Cinnamon-Head in the clouds Gerry Cinnamon-Outsiders Gerry Cinnamon-Six String Gun Gerry Cinnamon-The Bonny Gerry Cinnamon-War Song Soldier Gerry Cinnamon-Where We’re Going Get Back (Remastered 2009) Getting Better (Remastered 2009) Ghost Gimme More Gives You Hell gold rush Golden Good Luck Goodnight Chicago Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood Gorillaz - The Valley of the Pagans ft. Beck (Episode Eight) The Guess Who - No Sugar Tonight - New Mother Nature Hahahaohhoho Happy Little Pill (Remix) s l o w e d Heavenly Father Helena Beat Heroes (2017 Remaster) High enough (Slowed Down) Hit the Road Jack Home- Leo Hozier - Dinner & Diatribes Hozier - Nina Cried Power Hrdza - Štefan Stephen Штефан I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME I Follow I Follow Rivers - Lykke Li i kissed a girl katy perry s l o w e d I Lied I’m Fine (hazel english) If You Were Here-Thompson Twins In A Week (hozier) It’s in the Way That You Use It (1999 Remaster) ivy Jackie and Wilson Jake Bugg - Two Fingers José González - Line of Fire The Judge Kid Cudi, Eminem - The Adventures Of Moon Man & Slim Shady Kids (Don’t End Up Like Me) Kings Of Leon - Closer Kings Of Leon - The End Kiwi Knives, Guns & Bed L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N. La Foret Laredo Left Hand Free Libraries Little Slice (feat. Danny Skyhigh McClain) Location The Logical Song long story short The Lovin’ Spoonful - Summer in the City Made in Heights - Hors d’oeuvre Majical Cloudz - Downtown Man’s World Maneater maneater ( slowed + bass ) Måneskin - I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE Maniac Marijuana MARINA - Karma MARINA - Purge The Poison Marinade Message In A Bottle-The Police The Moneyz Montreal The Mother We Share Mr. Loverman (slowed with reverb) My House NENA 99 Red Balloons New America Nico And The Niners No More Questions Not Your Summer Nothin’ on You (feat. Bruno Mars) nowhere to run - stegosaurus rex (s l o w e dd o w n) Number One Off The Radar Oh Wonder - Landslide Oh Wonder - Technicolour Beat Old Pine One week THE OUTER WORLDS... Pale Blue Eyes Peace To All Freaks- of Montreal Peach Pit - Seventeen PHARAOH - ДИКО, НАПРИМЕР Pickup Truck Poor George Pumped Up Kicks Remix Pyro queen of broken hearts Rapp Snitch Knishes (feat. Mr. Fantastik) Real Smooth The Revillos - Rev-Up RING THE ALARM Rip It Up Ready Teddy (Remastered 2010) Rock Bottom The Rolling Stones - Paint It, Black Romans Revenge (slowed + reverb) Rosanna Roslyn Run Through The Jungle Running Wild-Palace Sedona Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix) She Will Be Loved Sia - To Be Human (ft. Labrinth) Sign O’ The Times Sober (gambino) Solsbury Hill Stabilo-Flawed Design Steve Miller Band - Jet Airliner Stolen Cars STORMZY - VOSSI BOP Stromae - Tous Les Mêmes (Clip Officiel) Stuck on the puzzle Technicolour Beat Therefore I Am Thrift Shop Tiffany - I Think We’re Alone Now Time To Win - Down With Webster tis the damn season Treat People With Kindness Two Ghosts Ulysses- Franz Ferdinand The Valley of the Pagans ft. Beck (Episode Eight) VAULT NUMBER 76 Fallout 76 Song Ventura Highway VIDEOCLUB - Amour Plastique VIDEOCLUB En nuit VIDEOCLUBRoi Violent (slowed) Virginia Beach Waiting WALLS Wasteland, Baby! Wellerman West Coast Whale- Yellow Ostrich What Goes Around- Comes Around Wheat Kings by Tragically Hip WHOKILLEDXIX - Spy My My I think we have a spy willow Wovoka Yellow Ostrich - Mary (Alternate) You Don’t Mess Around with Jim You Get What You Give 1998

COLLECTION 5:

3AM (matchbox 20) The 1975 - Chocolate The 1975 - Give Yourself A Try Alphaville - Big In Japan alt-J - Hunger Of The Pine Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex bbno$, y2k - lalala Beastie Boys - Get It Together Belter - Gerry Cinnamon Big Data - Dangerous (Oliver Remix) euphoria OST Big Pun - Twinz (Deep Cover 98) (Feat. Fat Joe) Big Sean - Wolves ft. Post Malone BIRTHDAY Blue Foundation - Eyes On Fire Bon Iver - Perth (Stripped) Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy Broken Bells - The High Road Byjoelmichael - Be With You California Dreamin’ candy - robbie williams (slowed) Centerfold Chase McBride - 1937 Chet Faker - Cigarettes and Chocolate Chet Faker - Gold Circus Britney Spears Creedence Clearwater Revival - I Heard It Through The Grapevine Daniel Powter - Bad Day DARE Don’t Be Nice Doug E Fresh & Slick Rick-The Show Ed Sheeran - Grade 8 Eminem - Berzerk Eminem - No Apologies Dirty Version Eminem - Tone Deaf Eminem White America (Uncensored) Eric B & Rakim - Follow The Leader Eric B. Is President Eve Of Destruction Fall Into Place Florence + the Machine - Shake It Out Flower Face - Angela Flume & Chet Faker - Drop the Game Footsteps in the Dark, Pts. 1 & 2 From This Valley Funnel Of Love - Wanda Jackson (ft. the Cramps) Future Islands -A Dream Of You And Me G-Eazy - Lady Killers ft. Hoodie Allen G-Eazy - The Outsider G-Eazy Achievement George Ezra - Green Green Grass Give Yourself A Try Good Day Sunshine (Remastered 2009) Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc Got To Get You Into My Life (Remastered 2009) grandson- Apologize Gregory D and Mannie Fresh - Buck Jump Time Harry Styles - As It Was The Head And The Heart - Down In The Valley Homeless Homeliss Derilex - Daily Operations Human of the Year Hurricane (Johnnie’s Theme) Hypnotize (2007 Remaster) I Feel Alive I Heard It Through The Grapevine I Saw You Close Your Eyes I Still Haven’t Found What ‘m Looking For IDGAF Watsky Iggy Azalea - Posh Spice (Visualizer) Insane in the Brain Intergalactic (Remastered 2009) Istanbul (not Constantinople) Iyaz - Replay Jai Paul - BTSTU James Hersey - Coming Over (Filous Remix) Jay-z 99 problems Johnny Jump Up - Gaelic Storm Juice WRLD - Conversations Kavinsky - Nightcall (Drive Original Movie Soundtrack) Kid Cudi - Tequila Shots Kid Francescoli -Moon Kids In America [2020 Remaster] Kings Of Convenience - Misread Kings of Leon - Pickup Truck Kings of Leon - Use Somebody Lennon Stella - Thank You (Dido Cover) Lilly Wood & The Prick and Robin Schulz - Prayer In C (Robin Schulz Remix) Little Simz - Point And Kill feat. Obongjayar Little Slice (feat. Danny Skyhigh McClain) Lord Huron - Meet Me In The Woods Lord Huron - The World Ender Lord Huron - We Went Wild Love Letters The Lumineers - A.M. Radio The Lumineers - BRIGHTSIDE Lupe Fiasco- Hip Hop Saved My Life M83 - Go! feat Mai Lan M83 Steve McQueen Made In Heights - Drexler Made In Heights - Viices Maren Morris - My Church MARINA - New America MARINA - To Be Human Marshall Mathers Medicine (daughter) Mild Orange - Some Feeling Milky Chance - Love Again Milky Chance - Tainted Love The Moth (Les Deux Love Orchestra Cover) - Aimee Mann [Mr. Robot S02E12] Mother Mother - Hayloft I N.W.A - Straight Outta Compton Nas - It Ain’t Hard to Tell NEVER REALLY MINE New Motion - She Said O Children - Nick Cave & The Bad See Of Monsters and Men - Phantom Of Monsters and Men - Visitor The Oh Hellos - Soldier, Poet, King Oh Wonder - Twenty Fourteen OMC - How Bizzare Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark - Electricity Outkast - Two Dope Boyz (In a Cadillac) Palace - Friends Forever Peace Prevail Peach Pit - Vickie The Pernice Brothers - Judy Pham - Golden State[feat. Ben Zaidi] Pham - Movements (feat. Yung Fusion) PHARAOH - ДИКО, НАПРИМЕР The Pharcyde - Runnin Pink Lemonade Promise Rainbow Kitten Surprise - Hide Rainbow Kitten Surprise - Matchbox Rainbow Kitten Surprise - Mission to Mars Rare Americans - Black Sheep (Offici 1 Rare Americans - F_K U Pal Rare Americans - Pandora’;s Box Rare Americans - PHD Rare Americans - Rhythm Kitchen (ft. D Smoke) REMINGTON REPRISE Rocket 88 (Original Version) - Ike Turner Jackie Brenston The Rolling Stones - (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction RUN DMC, Jason Nevins - It’s Like That Running Up That Hill Safe & Sound feat. The Civil Wars Said The Whale Gambier Island Green SAINT MOTEL -Move Saint Valentine Santigold - Disparate Youth serial killer - lana del ray (slowed + reverb) She Wants Me Dead Sigrid - It Gets Dark Slaine - 99 Bottles Snail Mail -Ben Franklin Snak The Ripper - Eight Hours A Day (High Quality) Snak The Ripper - Eight Hours A Day Snak The Ripper - Forgotten Snak The Ripper - Trust the Process Snak The Ripper - Yup Son Of A Preacher Man Special Ed - I Got It Made Square Dance Stick to Your Guns (feat. Julia Nunes) Stornoway - Zorbing Strawberries & Cigarettes Stromae - carmen Stromae - Fils de joie Stromae - L’enfer Stromae - Santé The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon Sublime- April 29, 1992 Sunflower- Post Malone Supertramp - Breakfast in America (Written & Composed by Roger Hodgson) Surf Curse - Freaks Tamino - The First Disciple Taylor Swift – mirrorball Taylor Swift – peace These Boots Are Made for Walkin’ This House is a Circus Tongue Tied The Tragically Hip - New Orleans Is Sinking (.) Triggaman (The Showboys) Ultrasound- Johnny Massacre Unwell Wake Owl - Gold Wallows - Are You Bored Yet (feat. Clairo) The War On Drugs Red Eyes Warren G - Regulate ft. Nate Dogg Watsky- Bet Against Me [All You Can Do] Wet Leg - Wet Dream Where’d All the Time Go? Wiz Khalifa - So High ft. Ghost Loft Wonderful Life World Renown - Come Take A Ride 1994 The xx - Crystalised The xx - Islands Young Magic You With Air Younger Hunger - Dead Inside The Youth Youth Zen- K Flay

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The Black Keys - Gotta Get Away Bon Iver - 00000 Million Bon Iver - Beth/Rest Bon Iver - Blood Bank Bon Iver - Flume Bon Iver - Skinny Love Bon Iver- Wash Cage The Elephant - Trouble CHELJI - 23 David Kushner - Miserable Man David Kushner - Mr. Forgettable Dennis Lloyd - NEVERMIND For Emma The Glorious Sons - A War On Everything The Glorious Sons - Come Down Gorillaz - Cracker Island ft. Thundercat Gorillaz - Tomorrow Comes Today Harry Belafonte- Day-O I Sat by the Ocean Lil Wayne - Mirror (feat. Bruno Mars) Madness - Our House Mungo Jerry - In The Summertime ORIGINAL 1970 My Chemical Romance -Sing REO Speedwagon - Take It On the Run Sarah Osborne Fire Moon The Suburbs - Arcade Fire T.I - Dead And Gone Ft. Justin Timberlake THREE DOG NIGHT One (1969) Towers - Bon Iver Vance Joy - Saturday Sun Young the Giant - My Body

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Bloody Kids-Finn Shelby x Reader

(GIF credit to @sophieshelby)

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Summary: John and Esme's kids are wreaking havoc as usual, and (Y/N) steps in to help. However, it's her and Finn that end up being naughty.

Characters: Finn Shelby x Reader, Polly Gray x Reader (platonic), Esme Shelby x Reader (platonic), John Shelby x Reader (platonic), Thomas Shelby x Reader (platonic)

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name

Warnings: Shouting, swearing, slight smut, fluff

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I cringed as one of John's kids screamed, her high pitched voice ringing in her ears. They were running around like wild animals, bickering over anything and everything; the only reason why no one was doing anything was because everyone had already tried. Just like their parents, they were fiercely spirited, they bowed down to no one.

"Do you see why I always tell you and Finn to wait?" Polly pointed out, taking a defeated puff of her cigarette.

"That's a pregnancy prevention advert if I ever saw one." I laughed.

However, our sly smiles disappeared as another kid yelled. Would these brats ever be quiet? I could see Tommy getting agitated, this Christmas charity gala was important. We were all representing the Shelby name and company, the kids were supposed to butter up the guests, but at this rate they would only get on their last nerve.

"John, can't you do something about your fucking children?" Arthur didn't refrain from swearing.

"Well, they do take after their parents, don't they?" Linda snidely remarked.

Everyone ignored her. Finn came to stand beside me, kissing me gently on the side of my head before wrapping his arm around me.

"Almost makes me never want to have sex again." he said.

I tried to hold back a laugh."Careful what you wish for."

"But seriously, can no one get them to just stand still for five seconds?"

"They don't listen to anyone. Must be a Shelby thing."

He nudged me."Oi, you'll be a Shelby soon."

"Soon?"

"Well, you know what I meant, I-"

"I know my ring size if that helps. I've also got some ideas-"

"Alright, alright." he laughed, pulling me closer to him.

Once again, the moment was ruined when John and Esme tried separating two of their kids, who wouldn't let go of each other, one pulling hair whilst the other almost ripped the others shirt.

"John, Esme, for all that's fucking holy, can you just get your children to behave? Even Charlie is staying away from them." Tommy stressed.

"Do you have twenty kids? No. So you don't understand that it's impossible to tame them." Esme snapped back as she struggled with the child in her arms.

"It's the gypsy blood, they've got too much of it." Polly added.

"This is a fucking nightmare." Tommy groaned.

"Right!" I shouted above the kids, causing everyone to fall silent."I don't understand why you kids are acting like this so close to Christmas. Father Christmas will only leave you sacks of coal if you keep behaving this way."

"But we're bored!" one shouted.

"We don't want to be here!"

"My suit is itchy!"

"I wanted a pink dress, not a purple one!"

"Enough!" I yelled. I felt a little silly doing this in front of everyone, but I had babysat these kids enough times to know what to do."Charlie, can you pass me your chalkboard please?"

He did as he was told, also handing me a white piece of chalk.

"So, Charlie, you want violin lessons for Christmas, right?"

He nodded. I wrote his name and what he wanted.

Writing down all the children's names, I then asked each of them what they wanted. They slowly approached me as I was writing. When finished, I turned the board around to show them.

"Each time you lot don't do as we say, you get a tick next to your name. If you get three ticks, you won't get what you want for Christmas. And since you guys have been like this all morning, everyone but Charlie is getting a tick."

Cries of protest rang out as I ticked each one. I didn't even glance up as I spoke.

"Don't make me give you a second tick already."

Silence again.

A knock on the door caught everyone's attention, it was a servant."Mr Shelby, they're ready for you all now."

"Right, thank you." Tommy turned to all of us."Everyone on their best behaviour, otherwise no one is getting any fucking presents."

The gala was like any other we had attended, just with a Christmas flair. I did love this time of year, the decorations made everything so cosy, and festive drinks and treats were being handed out. I kept an eye on the kids, trying to get it in their heads that they couldn't escape the ticks. They were actually being good, I could see everyone relaxing a bit. Instead of arguing, they were playing, and yes they were running around guests, but they were laughing at the sight of children enjoying themselves. Everyone was in the Christmas spirit.

I was returning from powering my nose when someone grabbed me from my hips. I let out a yelp, quickly looking back to see it was Finn. We were both giggling as he dragged me back down the corridor.

"Finn, what are you doing?" I asked in a hushed tone, now finding ourselves in an empty cupboard.

"I just thought I could give you a Christmas present early." he smirked, instantly starting to kiss me.

I didn't argue, using the collar of his suit jacket to pull him on closer. We could feel each others smiles as we kissed, one hand wandering down to my breast, the other gripping onto my bum. We would knock into the surrounding walls due to how small the cupboard was, causing us to try and hold back laughter. Suddenly light hit us from outside, the door now wide open, one of John's kids staring at us.

"You broke one of uncle Tom's rules!" they pointed at us.

"And what was that?" Finn asked, an annoyed tone in his voice as we hurriedly composed ourselves.

"We all had to stay in the hall. You are both getting a tick next to your name."

They sprinted off, and we were left in shock. They hadn't technically seen anything they weren't supposed to, but they almost did. We shrugged at each other, Finn slamming the door shut once again. Back in darkness, things started to get serious, my dress was now pushed up to my waist, I was pinned against the wall, finding it almost impossible not to moan. Finn was unbuckling his belt, I heard his trousers hit the floor when the door was opened again. We both screamed, pulling up/down our clothes rapidly.

It was the fucking kids again, though more than one this time, and they also screamed. We poked our heads out of the door as they ran off.

"Shit, I hope they don't go back into the hall. We should remove the ticks for them seeing that." I stressed.

"I feel like we're going to get all three ticks next to our names now."

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Hush

Summary: What happens when doubt starts to set in a rational mind? Maybe it starts to believe things it had never believed before, or, maybe, it starts its slow descent into madness.

Warnings: mentions of death, nightmares, swearing, some sort of sleep paralysis.

A/N: I wrote this for @retromafia ’s celebration. Congrats again, darling!💕

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There was something wrong with that house.

(Y/n) had felt it from the very first time she had laid her eyes on it. Behind the huge black gates, its reddish bricks stood out against the sky, surrounded by branches and leafless trees.

It was dark. The dark wood furniture and emerald wallpaper seemed to absorb and block out most of the light. And it was silent. It was always so silent that one could hear a pin drop, every single noise seemed to reverberate inside those walls.

But probably the thing that gave her the chills the most was the portrait hanging above the imposing stairway. Grace’s portrait. It seemed like her eyes were following her. Watching her.

“I can remove it, if you want.” Tommy whispered in her ear the day she moved in. “I haven’t done it yet because Charlie doesn’t want me to. But I can talk to him.”

He wrapped his arms around her from behind, placing a kiss on her neck. He’d understand if she didn’t want to look at his former wife every time she walked through the door.

“No.” She shook her head. “No, don’t worry. And I don’t want him to think I’m trying to replace his mother or something.”

And it was true, she didn’t mind it, at least at the beginning. It was just a portrait.

But as the days passed by, the look on Grace’s face started to become meaner and meaner. Her smile was turning into a grin. Her eyebrows were more furrowed. And it seemed to stare right into her soul.

She told herself she was just being influenced by the whole situation. Living in a house where such a tragedy had happened wasn’t easy, even for someone as skeptic as her. (Y/n) didn’t believe in that kind of things. Ghosts weren’t real. Spirits weren’t real. She didn’t even believe there was something after death.

But even she couldn’t deny that that house seemed to come to life, at night. She could almost hear its heart beating and its walls breathing. And whispering.

The days turned into weeks, and (Y/n) still couldn’t get used to living there. She didn’t know why - Arrow House was beautiful, after all. But there was something about that place that was deeply unfamiliar and unsettling.

And she couldn’t sleep. She woke up every single night. Tommy shifting beside her was enough to make her jump. She was never a light sleeper, but lately the slightest sound would wake her up. Sometimes she woke up for no reason at all.

That night, her dry mouth was what pushed (Y/n) to get out of bed, shivering when her bare feet came in contact with the cold floor. She made her way into the long hallway and towards the stairs, the lights flickering around her.

She wrapped her robe tighter around her body. That part of the house seemed to have suddenly gotten colder. As she walked past the portrait and down the stairs, something caught her attention. A sort of hiss. (Y/n) stopped in her tracks and listened carefully.

Nothing.

She shook her head, starting to walk away. She was sleep deprived, her imagination was probably playing tricks on her.

But then she heard a whisper.

She stopped again, her heart racing in her chest. “Frances?” She called. “Is that you?”

No one answered. She swallowed thickly, rubbing her eyes. She felt like she was going out of her mind.

It’s just the wind. Just the wind.

It had to be the wind. There was no other explanation. The maids were sleeping and Charlie was too scared of the dark to get out of his room in the middle of the night. She had almost convinced herself when she heard another whisper. A louder one, which allowed her to recognise what seemed to be the source.

The portrait.

She slowly walked towards it, reluctantly placing her ear against it. Everything went silent. So silent that she could almost hear her own blood running in her veins.

Then a loud bang came from behind it.

(Y/n) backed away, almost tripping over her own feet. She couldn’t bring herself to move as she stared at the portrait, completely paralysed.

A wave of dread made her whole body quiver. Just one thought prevailed on the haze in her mind.

Run.

Still, all she could do was look at Grace’s wicked eyes.

Run.

It seemed like she was mocking her.

Run.

As if awakened from some dream, (Y/n) ran up the stairs and through the hallway, like her life depended on it. She opened the bedroom door, quickly closing it behind her before slipping under the covers.

“(Y/n)?”

She flinched at the sound of Tommy’s sleepy voice. She must’ve woken him up with all that movement.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

He reached out to turn on the lamp on the bedside table, squinting his eyes to get adjusted to the light.

“You’re shaking.” He noted, sitting up with a worried look on his face. “Are you alright?”

“I heard a noise, downstairs.”

“Downstairs?”

“Yes.” She nodded. “I wanted to get some water and I heard a noise. Like someone was whispering-”

“It was probably just the maids, love.” He interrupted her. “They listen and whisper all the time.”

“There was a bang…”

“A bang?” He furrowed his brows.

“A bang.” She nodded. “Behind Grace’s portrait.”

Tommy got up from the bed to open one of the drawers. He grabbed a gun, checking for bullets.

“I need you to stay here, alright?” He looked at her.“Someone might be in the house.”

(Y/n) widened her eyes. “You can’t go alone.”

He walked towards her and placed a hand behind her head, bringing her closer to leave a kiss on her forehead. “I’ll be fine, eh? Stay here.”

Her eyes followed him in apprehension as he walked out the door, deciding whether to follow him or not. She was tempted, but she was worried that she might slow him down in case of need.

(Y/n) got out of bed, starting to pace back and forth. She felt incredibly stupid. She had let her imagination influence her so much that she didn’t even consider that option. What if someone had really broken into their house?

About fifteen minutes later, Tommy came back into the room, placing the gun in its place. “There’s no one inside.”

“Then what was that noise?” She asked him, crossing her arms over her chest.

“The wind, probably.” He shrugged.

“I know what I heard.”

“(Y/n),” he started, taking her face in his hands. “There’s nothing to be scared of, alright? I have men outside, watching the house. They’re kin, they can be trusted.”

(Y/n) tried to turn her head, feeling more frustrated every second that passed, but Tommy kept her in place.

“I talked to them. They say they haven’t seen anything, but I can ask them to keep their eyes open, if it makes you feel safer.” He smiled softly, looking right in her eyes. “Go back to sleep, love. We’re safe.”

(Y/n) knew that it was impossible for someone to be in their house without anyone noticing, especially with so many men outside protecting it night and day.

But maybe the danger was never outside. Maybe it had been inside all along.

(Y/n) couldn’t explain the things that happened the following days, not even to herself. Sometimes the lights would suddenly turn off, when she was alone in a room. Sometimes she found her things on the floor, broken or ripped. Sometimes she could feel a shiver running down her spine, like some cold presence was standing behind her. Sometimes she still heard the whispers.

There had to be an explanation. A rational explanation. But she just couldn’t find it.

And the lack of sleep was killing her. She was tired, and ugly. She was in a terrible state, so terrible that she wondered how Tommy could even look at her and sleep in the same bed as her. Yet, he did. He was lying next to her, the sound of his soft snore filling the room. She closed her eyes, finally drifting off to sleep.

Of course, (Y/n) couldn’t sleep for long.

A weird sensation woke her up. She felt scared, and anxious. And she was cold. The knot in her stomach grew tighter and tighter, but she couldn’t find the courage to open her eyes.

Eventually, she did. And it was a big mistake.

Grace looked at her from above, standing next to the bed. (Y/n) froze in her place. She wanted to get up, scream, wake Tommy up. But she couldn’t. As much as she tried, she was incapable of moving a single muscle in her body. The only thing she could do was look at her sunken eyes, ruffled hair and blood-stained white blouse.

For a few minutes they just stared at each other. Then Grace’s long, cold fingers grabbed her face, her nails digging in her flesh. “Get out of my house.” She hissed, a blind rage showing through her expression and voice.

(Y/n) could feel her blood running down her jaw. She wanted to grab her hand, push her away. But she couldn’t fucking move, no matter how much she tried.

Suddenly, as if a weight had been lifted off her chest, she could sit on the bed. Grace was gone. She instinctively touched her face, but there was nothing there, not even a scratch.

It was a nightmare. Nothing but a nightmare.

(Y/n) turned to look at Tommy. He was still sleeping. She laid down next to him again, placing her head on his chest. A thought haunted her for the rest of the night.

Could a nightmare seem so real?

“I saw her last night.”

Tommy looked up from the papers in front of him, resting his eyes on his wife. “Who?”

“Grace.”

He blinked, straightening his back. “I see her too, sometimes. When I’m on opium. Are you on opium?” He asked, placing a cigarette between his lips.

The joke was meant to ease the tension, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.

“I’m serious, Tommy.” (Y/n) crossed her arms over her chest. “What if…” She sighed, not believing that she was actually thinking about such things. “What if she’s here?”

Tommy sighed and got up from his chair, walking around the desk to get close to her. “It was a nightmare, (Y/n).”

“Think about it. You see her. I saw her.”

(Y/n) knew how crazy she sounded, but she could swear that it was more that a nightmare. There was no evidence, though. Not even the scratches that she was sure Grace had left on her cheek, at least until she had touched it. Her face was perfectly fine.

He placed his hands on her shoulder. “You need rest. I’ll tell Frances to run you a bath, then you’ll get to bed and sleep, eh?”

Tommy couldn’t mask the worried look on his face. His mum went the same way, after all. Talking about spirits and ghosts, scaring her kids to death. He shook his head, pushing back that thought. (Y/n) wouldn’t end up like his mother. She was just going through a lot. He knew it wasn’t easy for her. And after Grace’s murder, the Russians, the Changrettas and with the illegal business growing again, she was scared for him, for Charlie, for herself. She just needed to relax a bit, then she’d be fine. He hoped.

On the other hand, (Y/n) felt like she was going insane. How could she even think that kind of things? She was perfectly fine, she hadn’t been hurt. Arrow House was full of maids, it was normal to hear noises, even in the middle of the night. And it was really big, that was the reason why some parts of it randomly became cold.

Nothing was inside the house.

Three nights of full sleep later, (Y/n) had to admit that Tommy was right. She was just tired. She didn’t hear noises or whispers anymore, nothing strange happened. She almost laughed at herself at the thought that she was really starting to believe that Arrow House was haunted.

She slipped under the covers next to her husband, finally comfortable enough to turn off the light. There was nothing to be scared of.

Or so she thought.

Exactly at three in the morning, (Y/n) woke up. But this time she wasn’t tired, or sleep deprived, she wasn’t dreaming. She was perfectly conscious.

And, for the first time, she actually saw her.

Grace was sitting on the bed, a hand placed on Tommy’s head, slowly caressing his hair. She raised her eyes on (Y/n), looking at her horrified expression for a few seconds.

Then, she slowly raised her index finger and placed it across her mouth.

Hush.

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