I’m just about finished moving so I should be drawing and posting more soon, until then here’s some older doodles I haven’t gotten around to posting that I made earlier this month
Here are some doodles of Jeremy, Fritz, and Jake from the revamped au, I was tweaking/updating their designs
My lovely friend @vinny-toast kinda challenged me to draw these 3 but cuz of their relationships with one another it was hard to figure out what to draw them doing, so I settled with drawing them getting scared by something
Vinny once again chose who I should draw and ended up picking Goldie (back when he was just Fredbear) and Payton, so it’s the first bear and the newest one together :D! Oh and the colored drawing is a fusion of Teddy and WD!Chica
Finally these are me trying out new designs! So this is me trying to make a design for fnaf 1 Foxy and a possible redesign of Spring
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this has been rolling around in my head for weeks and i need to at least express it so i can maybe get motivation to write it in more detail LMAO
night shift by lucy dacus but steve getting over nancy and being able to move on.
failed relationships and rebounds because he can’t even kiss someone else without gagging. he’s on first dates with heidi or sara or payton or becca or whoever it is this time that never make it to a second because he probably calls them by her name at some point.
scrolling through old texts and love letters and her social media even though he knows he’s just going to find things to hurt himself more than he already is. he wants to scream out loud what a bitch she is and how much she hurt him, but he resists and instead keeps scrolling. he wants to shout at her and leave before she can respond.
steve keeps finding himself in places where he ends up seeing nancy and jonathan together, happy. you’d think with everyone in the city instead of a small town now, they wouldn’t run into each other so much, but the universe seems to just have it out for him. it’s killing robin seeing him so heartbroken too.
it’s only about two months later when he gets a text from nancy asking to meet for coffee so they can talk, even though it’s 6pm so it won’t be light for long.
but, he agrees and she’s sitting at a table by the window in the corner and she looks…beautiful. like she always has. she looks up when he walks over, standing in what looks like a “going for a hug” pose. she stops though when he seems to hesitate and gives a polite smile, holding out a hand to shake instead.
nancy’s already ordered their drinks and someone places them on the table right when he sits. of course she remembered his order.
“so…” he says, a bit awkward, a lot quiet.
“…so…” she responds, except now she won’t look away from her lap. steve waits for her to say something, anything. maybe an explanation as to why she wanted to see him, why now, why here, what did she need to tell him?
so he waits.
and he waits.
…and he waits…
and she still wont say anything. so he puts down his mug, and he does.
“am i just supposed to sit here and watch you stare at your feet?”
she looks up then, eyes wide like she’s been caught. she looks nervous. it almost makes him feel bad for speaking up.
“steve-“
“what was the plan? to what…absolve your guilt? shake hands again?” she doesn’t respond. steve sighs and shakes his head.
“you cheated on me. that’s just how it is. i feel no need to forgive you, but i might as well, because i just want to move on.”
he doesn’t want to be here anymore. he can’t breathe. they only last a bit longer of light chat before he’s checking his watch (it’s only coming up on 7) and rising from his chair. she does too and asks if she can kiss him one last time. he just pays for his coffee, says a quick goodbye, and leaves just as the sun sets.
steve cant see her anymore. never again. never again. he’s so stuck in his head he doesn’t notice it’s coming on 11pm and he’s been walking the whole time until an owl in a tree has him looking up at the now dark sky and street lights. he’s back home around midnight and instantly has robin wrapped around his middle, rambling about how worried she had been. he went to talk to nancy, then just disappeared for hours. not answering texts, calls.
he tells her about everything. what she had said. how she seems to show up everywhere he goes. she holds him close, his head on her chest as they lay on their couch.
he quits his day job, robin does as well, and they end up working overnight shifts at a bar/restaurant. depending on the night, they’re either bartending or waiting the table in the bar area. they sleep during the day, go out at night.
steve stops bumping into her everywhere he goes. they’re on different schedules now. he’ll never be up to a read a sunday paper with her name on it since he’ll have just gotten into bed after a long shift.
a couple years down the line, there’s a band that starts playing at their bar, every friday and saturday nights.
they play a heavy version of california dreamin’ that suddenly throws steve back to kissing nancy in the backseat of his car to this song when they were in high school. steve needs to excuse himself for a smoke break, needs to calm his nausea and his nerves.
he’s out back for about five minutes when the back door opens. he flinches at the sound and backs against the wall, though the man quickly raises his hands up.
“sorry! didn’t mean to scare you. uh, i was lookin’ for a place to smoke. you mind if i join you?” the man says, an apologetic smile playing on his lips. steve’s brain short circuits at the sight of him. this man is GODLY, bro, okay, he’s HOT. AWOOGA. he’s all wild, dark hair and big brown eyes. a smile that has something wicked and sweet hidden in it. he’s tall too, only about two inches taller than steve, but still.
steve’s eyes catch on the light reflecting off his rings. he knows his cheeks are burning. “yeah, yeah that’s um…yeah, that’s fine.”
“cool,” the man says and lights his cigarette. steve goes back to leaning on the wall and sucking his own cigarette. “so, what’s got a pretty thing like you out here all on your lonesome?”
steve may or may not choke on his smoke a little. “needed some air. started…thinkin’ too much. what about you?”
“also, needed a breather. worked up a hell of a sweat up there.” and then it clicks and steve is smacking himself in the forehead.
“you’re in the band!”
“i am! you’re in the bar!”
“i am!”
and steve learns his name is eddie, and eddie starts coming in more than just fridays and saturdays. he won’t even drink, just get a water and stare at or talk to steve.
it takes almost 9 months before they start dating and another few after that before eddie practically moves in with steve and robin.
and he has never felt more loved. eddie who sings in the shower too loud and gives the crispiest bacon strips to robin. eddie who holds him during movies on the couch and covers steve’s eyes if he knows a scene in a horror movie might be too much, even though robin will narrate the whole thing. eddie who strokes his hair and rubs his back until he falls asleep and brings him everywhere he goes.
and songs that he once dedicated to nancy are now for eddie and all the new ones that come along are all for eddie too.
and he moves on, and he never sees her again.
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