#when i said 1 to 2 hours for vanessa

[ikeep-forgetting-mypass]

As much as I like matpat I am dreading when he plays ruin because this is just going to fuel his 'gregory is evil' stich which I HATE.

Like, maybe stop demonizing this 9 year old. I get it, he has committed many crimes, as he should, and destroyed the glamrocks, but they can be FIXED. THEY ARE ROBOTS. THEY CAN BE PUT TOGETHER AGAIN AND ARE EVEN STILL FUNCTIONAL EVEN AFTER BEING SHATTERED.

You know who can't be fixed if he loses an arm or an eye? GREGORY (because he isn't a robot because FUCK THAT) like???

He is a homeless kid, of course he's going to be a brutal little shit and prioritizes survival against morals, he is on the fucking streets, and the animatronics have been trying to kill him for an entire night, making him run all across the PizzaPlex. You know how fucking big that place is!?

Also, him betraying Cassie makes zero sense for multiple reasons,

1: He went through fucking hell for Freddy and he only knew him for 6 hours, like. He was willing to steal a car and live with him on the road in one ending, tries to save him in the Afton ending, carries his head around, and is shown to cry when he's disassembled, something he is only seen to do in the Bad Ending or when Freddy is ok.

HE LITERALLY COMMITS MANSLAUGHTER IN ONE ENDING FOR HIS ROBOT-DAD FOR FUCKS SAKE.

Even when Freddy is possessed by Peepaw William, instead of trying to dismantle him, he tries to save him instead, when if it was any other animatronic he wouldn't have hesitated to destroy them.

Because of what the cutouts in Roxy Raceway tell us, Gregory and Cassie have a close friendship, him being the only one to show up to her birthday and giving her a napkin to clean up her tears. When you see his missing posters, you can see Cassie is crying, and due to him being homeless, she probably made those posters herself.

(which i am sorely disappointed if no one has made an angsty thing yet c'mon guys)

(I HC them as siblings, but I guess steel wool said fuck you entropy)

So why, if he was willing to do all of that for Freddy, where it was a plot point for all of the endings, would he betray Cassie and try to kill her? It doesn't make sense to me, adding onto my other point:

2: At the end, as everyone predicted, the mimic was pretending to be Gregory this entire time. I don't know why exactly it was luring cassie, probably to kill her or something, but the mimic is a whole other rant because it brings the books explicitly and that means GGY could be canon which. Ugh.

Anyways, it's revealed again to everyone's predictions, that Gregory isn't in the PizzaPlex, which I think is a missed opportunity but that's just me. Cassie escapes the Mimic and 'gregory' says that she awakened it (Afton) and then the elevator falls.

I see people saying that Gregory killed her, but my question is how?

If he isn't anywhere in the PizzaPlex, and can only see the layout, how was he able to cut the elevator wires if not physically present? Did he teleport? Did he magically get into the mainframe and somehow break it down? No.

In conclusion, if there's an installment following this it better not have a villain Gregory or I swear to God steel wool I am able to forgive you for hello neighbor I will NOT forgive you for that

EDIT: just some more things I want to add because MatPat is playing ruin and I am fueled with dread and excitement.

I see people bringing up the books and the whole patient 46 or 42 or 420 or whichever the fuck, which is still do not get, but I don't understand most things in this franchise anyways so.

Even if the mimic and GGY are canon, I still firmly believe that gregory's actions (if he did do them) were manipulated by William/Glitchtrap, with him being mind-controlled like Vanessa. If your going to demonize him for that, then you would have to do the same thing for Vanessa, who has canonically killed enough children to fill out a newspaper as seen in the Bad Ending when it's revealed Gregory is homeless.

(I don't know how or when old willy put his hands on my boy's mind, but It is not because he is a robot because he isn't. the only reason Freddy say's he's broken is because of censorship.

(PS, please stop censoring horror franchises unless it's actually depicts idk SA, talking to you Megan Is Missing. The original line was that gregory cut himself while in the vents. you didn't need to censor that idqbnofq)

Also, for people saying that Gregory is sadistic for destroying and harvesting the animatronics....

I see your point, and I raise that he is a homeless child who probably just got out of mind-control and is now being chased around a massive mall bigger than a 10 Walmart's and Targets put together, trying to escape 3 (4 and 5 if you count sun & moon and a hell of a lot more counting the security bots and damn endos) eight to seven foot hunks of heavy metal and sharp teeth capable of and known for destroying security bots because of Pizza and Jealousy Issues (Roxy and Chica) another that's infamous for destroying fences, his own room and is rumored/thought to have destroyed another robot, and a security guard who, (in yet again deleted voice lines that should have been in the game god damnit steel wool) he saw change into a skipping bunny with a kitchen knife all trying to kill him with only one protector for 6-7 hours straight with barely a moment to breathe.

What do you expect? him to be all "I'm so sorry *cries* let's all be friends!!" NO. in a better world and in a better made game maybe we could have that, but in this world no. Maybe he's a little remorseful, but in the way you kill a bug kind of remorseful.

Also, again, homeless children who probably had to raise themselves aren't going to be the most morally aware children, of course he's going to worry about his and the one person/robot who took care of him in a while above the ones who are attempting to murder him.

#i HATE when people and fandom demonize children/protags who are trying to survive I HATE ITTT #also i have no idea what GGY is about #bit from what i know GGY is luring people to the plex and shit while william is controlling it #and vanessa was also being possessed and she isn't being dragged for it so why GREGORY? #DOUBLE STANDARDS #anyway gregory defeneer for life #i don't care how probable the theory is it isn't canon if it demonizes gregory <3 #also the blob should have been used #fnaf #ruin dlc #cassie dlc #gregory fnaf #fnaf security breach #can you tell that i hate the books are connected? #as much as i love SB and how it got me into the franchise alongside matpat #it is a fucking mess

[rawritzrobin]

The Waynes: Chapter 7

Title: The Waynes

Pairing: Mobster!Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: None!

Summary: You get to know a little bit about the place where Jason calls home.

A/N: Hello! I am back. Life has been one thing after another, but the holiday season is here and things are finally slowing down. Some short domestic fluff for ya here. Don't worry, things pick up after this. (:

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Masterlist | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

Chapter 7: Penthouse

Charles nodded, and started to drive.

You looked at Jason confused. In your time together, Jason had never once mentioned his place. He talked about growing up in the manor, so you assumed he just lived there seeing how it had about 30 bedrooms. 

“You might want to avoid going home for a while. We don’t know if those men are still watching it.” Jason pulled you closer into him. You instinctively leaned your head into his chest. 

You hadn’t thought about that. For just a second you forgot about what almost happened a few hours ago.

“Charles can go grab some of your stuff tonight.” Jason said to you, and Charles at the same time. He then spoke directly to Charles. “C, do you know if my fridge is stocked at home?”

“Yes sir. Alfred paid a visit just a few days ago. You should have the standard items.”

“Thanks.” Jason said as he pulled out his phone. He typed a few things into his phone as you watched the city fly past you two outside the car. 

The drive took longer than you thought it would. It was starting to make sense why Jason usually stayed over at your place. It was much closer to The Cave than his place. You started to nod off a bit; the adrenaline finally wearing off. You closed your eyes for a few minutes.

“Baby? Jason said in a whisper.

You opened your eyes and blinked a couple of times. “Are we here?” You asked, your voice a little croaky. 

“Sorry to wake you. C is going to head to your place to pick up some stuff for you. Do you need anything specific?” Jason said as he opened the door to step out of the car. You could see you were in an underground parking of sorts.

“Just some clothes would be nice. And my laptop. Maybe the new book you got me last week? I haven’t finished it. It’s the blue book on my coffee table” You said as you got out. Jason closed the door behind you as Charles rolled down his window. You handed him the keys and he took them with a reassuring smile.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He said, before waving goodbye and pulling out of the structure.

“I also gave C our usual order at Adam’s. The doorman downstairs will bring it up when he's back.” He said, leading you towards an elevator. The door opened as soon as Jason scanned a key card. You stepped in, and noticed there was only one button on the door. “Private elevator. No one can use it without my authorization.” He said as he noticed your demeanor. 

You would never get used to Jason’s lifestyle. 

The elevator moved quickly up, and in a few seconds the doors opened to reveal a large entryway. From the length of the ride, you two were pretty high up. The entryway was wall to wall black marble. The stairs leading to the second floor were also the same material. There were a bunch of hidden lights that ran through the walls, dimly lighting up the room. Jason bent over to take off his shoes, and slipped on a pair of loafers that were by the door. He gestures to another pair next to them.

“Sorry if it feels cold here. I haven’t been here in a long time. I’ll make sure Charles drops by the store tomorrow to get you a pair of slippers too. The marble can be cold.” Jason waited for you to put on the shoes before stepping further into the penthouse. You looked in awe around the room. You two made your way down a long hallway to reveal the living room. The first thing you noticed was the view. You were definitely very high up. You instantly gravitated towards the large corner window. You looked outside at Gotham. It was beautiful from this height, where you weren't able to see all the crime going on.

Your eyes twinkled like a kid in a candy shop. “I can’t believe you have this place and chose to hang out in my tiny box of an apartment.”

Jason chuckled as he watched you enjoy the view. He didn’t really like coming here by himself. It was a constant reminder of how alone he was up here.

After a few seconds, you turned around to see Jason was already sprawled on his couch. He had his arms up, and feet onto the table. The carpet in the middle of the modern black couch was crimson red. They matched the socks Jason was currently wearing. 

“The food might take a bit. Do you want to shower while we wait?”

You nodded, excited to see what the shower was like.

You followed Jason up the set of stairs in the living room. You were quick to notice, Jason didn’t seem to have many personal photos or decorations up around. They were mainly abstract art pieces that were purchased for the sake of needing something to fill the space. “When we are done with dinner, I can show you the library.” 

Your eyes widened in excitement. Of course he had his own library.

You walked down another hallway that led to a pair of double black doors. Jason pushed it open to reveal a beautiful corner bedroom. The large king sized bed filled up most of the space. The high ceilings made the room seem even bigger than it was. You laughed internally at the length of the curtains. You wondered where you would even buy curtains that long. The bedroom looked as unused as the rest of the place.

There were two doors on the left side of the room. You could guess one of them was the closet, and one was the bathroom. Jason opened the door on the right to reveal a needlessly large bathroom. He was right, it was definitely larger than your entire apartment. There was only one sink, but it stretched along the wall. A single black toilet sat next to the sink. To the side near the windows, was a large bathtub. It was certainly large enough to fit more than 2 people comfortably. In the back of the room was a large walk in shower with a giant rain shower on the ceiling. 

“Be right back.” Jason said.

You were too busy admiring the bathroom to even realize how long he was gone for. 

So this is what money can buy? You asked yourself.

Jason came back with a large black t-shirt and a pair of silk PJ bottoms. “These will be too big, but Charles should be back soon with a pair of your pajamas.” Jason said, handing you the clothes.

“What about you?” You asked, a glint of mischief in your eyes.

Jason tilted his head in confusion. You giggled. He was adorable.

“You’re not going to let me shower alone are you? The tub is big enough for both of us.”

Jason smirked, closed the door behind him, and started to remove his top. You licked your lips at the sight of his body. You yelped as he threw you over his shoulder and carried you into the large shower. 

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After spending longer than you should have in the shower, you both came out clean and relaxed. You felt like the entire day of stress was washed away. Jason went to grab the food from the front, while you made yourself comfortable on the large couch in the living room. The clothes that Jason lent you were super comfortable. The towels were so fluffy you just wanted to sleep in them. 

“You want to watch some TV?” Jason said, walking into the room with a huge bag of food. It smelled so good you were practically drooling.

“I can’t eat anymore.” You said rubbing your stomach. You powered down an entire bowl of ravioli and three breadsticks. Jason watched you lovingly as you laid back and sank into the couch. “Can I sleep here tonight? So comfy.” You said pulling one of the cushions into your face.

“If you want. Do you still want to see the library?” Jason teased.

At that mention, you jumped up. “Show me!” You said with glee.

Jason laughed at your excitement, and leaned forward towards you. He slid his arms under your body and easily lifted you up bridal style. You laughed out loud as he carried you down a large hallway. You were vibrating from excitement. It felt very much like a beauty and the beast moment, without the stockholm syndrome. 

You two passed many doors on the way there. You swore this place was bigger than it actually looked. You were sure Jason owned a majority of the building with his place alone. After what felt like a couple minutes, you finally reached a pair of double doors. Jason gently put you down, and you gravitated towards the door. With a light push, the doors opened, to reveal a library that was bigger than Jason’s bedroom. It was no beauty and the beast library, but it was still larger than most library’s you had been to. 

Instead of the black marble that lined the rest of the penthouse, the library was oak brown. There were intricate patterns etched into the top of the book shelves. Gold trim lined each shelf. The shelves were all filled to the brim. There were several long couches in the middle of the room, with a coffee table stationed in the middle. Towards the back was a large fireplace. With the click of a switch, the fireplace roared to life. A classic spiral staircase led to the top floor, which had even more books lined up against the walls. You stepped forward to admire all the books in the room. 

Jason leaned against the doorway, admiring your wonder. “The ones on the top are my favorites that I have already read. The ones on the bottom I still haven’t gotten to. Once I finish one, and it doesn’t make it to my favorites, I donate them to a library in the city.”

You looked up at the books on the top shelf. There were hundreds if not thousands of books on the shelves. You turn around to look at him. “Wow.” You said nearly breathless. 

You were interrupted by the sound of Jason’s phone. He pulled it out of his pocket and picked it up, while you stepped forward to pull a random book off the shelf. 

“Charles is here with your stuff. I’ll be right back.”

*******

After Charles dropped off your stuff, you and Jason stayed in the library for a while. You quickly went upstairs to see which books Jason called his favorite. You were delighted that you two seemed to have similar taste.

After looking through about 30 books, a yawn escaped your lips.

Jason chuckled. “Common. It’s been a long day. Let’s get you to bed.” He said, gently taking your hand and leading you out of the library. You turn off the switch to the fireplace, and leave the room.

You didn’t bother to change into your pajamas. Jason’s were plenty comfortable. You jumped into the soft and plush bed and quickly snuggled under the covers. Jason sent through a couple of text messages, before placing his phone face down on his dresser, and climbed in after you. You cuddled up against him, and laid your head on his chest. The bed was gigantic compared to yours. You often felt bad as you knew it was barely big enough for Jason’s long legs. But here, Jason felt right at home. You leaned up to place a soft kiss onto his lips. You looked down to meet his turquoise eyes.

“Night Jay.”

“Night doll.” 

You laid back down onto his chest, and listened to his heart beat. After a few minutes, you let sleep take over.

#jason todd x reader #gangster waynes #jason todd imagines #jason todd #mobster jason todd #gangster jason todd #red hood x reader #red hood #AU #Batfamily #batman #Jason Todd x y/n #Jason Todd Fanfiction #red hood x you #Jason Todd x You #Jason x reader #the waynes #mob AU

[mymelodymia]

hello! do you think you could do mike x sister!reader who is like 1-2 years younger than him and has a huge crush on vanessa? 🤭 like how he would react to that and his protectiveness ect

Crushes // Vanessa Shelly x schmidt!reader

Summary: you develop a little crush on someone

Warnings: coming out, kinda hiding relationship,

A/N: this is my first time writing for vanessa so sorry for any mistakes

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The first time you had met Vanessa you couldn't take your eyes off of her. She showed up at your front door, Mike introduced you and Abby to her, you didn't even say anything, just sat there, staring.

Her beautiful face didn't leave your mind for hours, if not days.

The next time you saw her was the second night Mike had taken abby with him. Your eyes immediately fell upon Vanessa, your cheeks turning a deep rosy color.

You looked down at your shoes, trying too hide the flustered expression on your face.

You watched the was she played with Abby, the way she danced, her laugh, her smile, her eyes, her cute little button nose, every little detail about her.

You sat down at one of the small tables, resting your chin in the palm of your hand, your elbow supporting you. You watched her dancing around with Abby once again.

Mike came and sat next to you, he didn't say a word. You hadn't the whole night. He was curious as to see what was going on.

"Shes so pretty...." you mumbled to him. To which he replied "huh...you mean Vanessa?" He asked as you turned to him.

"Yeah, i mean....look at her..." you said as you returned to your previous position, staring in awe at the sight of her beauty.

He looked at her, then back at you. You turned to him and just said it "i like girls, mike....i mean, mainly Vanessa but, you get what i mean." His eyebrows raised in shock.

"Oh...." he stayed quiet for a while. "I mean, she is pretty-"

"Shes mine." You said quickly whipping around the face him. He chuckled and pulled you into a hug, "thanks for telling me. Now its time for me to go and beat her a-"

"Mike," you cut him off. He brought you into another hug.

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Over the next few days, whenever he would see Vanessa he'd push you behind him, too which you immediately pushed past. He was so overly protective of you it wasn't even funny.

He was treating you like a child, when you didn't need to be. You were a grown adult you didn't need him too protect you anymore.

It got to the point where he didn't even let you see her when she showed up at the door. He'd have too argue to make you leave. You'd groan loudly in annoyance.

After a few days, you just told her.

Mike and Abby were across the room dancing, so you had a chance. You sat down at the table she was at, looking at her fondly. You looked down at your lap and spoke up.

"Vanessa........i...i really like you.." her jaw dropped at this. "Really?" She said, that beautiful smile of hers spreading on her face. "I like you too y/n"

You looked up at her, shocked. She looked at you, with lust in her eyes, she leaned in. (Sorry if this is too fast)

As her lips touched yours, you couldn't think. Her lips so soft, her touch so small, it really got to you.

Your shoulders relaxed and you finally kissed her back. She pulled away, you just sat there staring at her, speechless.

You then smiled, and she did as well. You hugged her, which accidentally became cuddling in the small booth.

When you watched her being stabbed the night after this, you were heartbroken. You ran over to her as fast as you possibly could. You struggled to lift her off the ground but Mike eventually came and helped you.

You visited her every day for hours at a time just waiting for her to wake up.

And when she did, you were there. You watched her eyelids flutter and her eyes immediately fell upon you, hovering over her. Your long hair brushing her face.

You pulled her into a tight hug. When she pulled away from you, you threw your lips onto hers. And as you did this, Mike and Abby walked in. Abby was over the moon and mike just sat there like 🧍‍♂️

When you spotted him you all laughed. You both sat at her sides. Holding her, abby had three cheese for you all in case you got hungry.

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Tags

@white-wolf-buckaroo //

#mike schmidt #mike schmidt fnaf #mike schmidt x sister reader #vanessa shelly #vanessa afton #vanessa fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf #fnaf x you #vanessa afton x reader #Vanessa afon fluff #lesbian!reader #lesbian #bisexual #pansexual #abby schmidt

[ladykailitha]

All My Roads Lead Back to You Part 2

We get to see a little bit more about the work Dustin and Steve do and Steve gets the shock of his life.

Part 1

***

Steve loved his job and getting to work with his best friend made it all the more awesome. Thankfully his Platonic soulmate wasn’t around to hear him say that.

But she was coming to visit this weekend and that was always made for a great time.

He stopped by the development team to say hi.

“Dusty!” he greeted warmly. “Hey, man! What’s up?”

Dustin gave him a hug. “Hey! I didn’t know you’d be in today. How’s my favorite god daughter?”

Steve laughed. “Don’t let Lily Byers hear you say that.”

Dustin rolled his eyes. “Well considering she’s in China with her badass parents at the moment, she’ll never know.”

Steve batted his eyelashes at innocently.

“Right, Steve?” Dustin asked. “She’ll never know, because you won’t tell her, right?”

Steve held out for two seconds longer. “Of course not. Her mother still carries that Russian pistol of hers. I’m not about to start beef between the two girls.”

Dustin just shook his head. “I always thought it was interesting that the only ones of our Party to have girls was you and Nancy and Jonathan.”

“As Max would say, ‘too many boys’,” Steve agreed. “Like she didn’t have three of her own.”

“All tall with red hair and freckles,” Dustin said.

“My daughter is doing just fine,” Steve murmured. “She’s finally found a replacement for Lauren in her band.”

Dustin smiled. “That’s great. They come up with a name yet?”

Steve shook his head. “Nope. I think right now they’ve been calling themselves The Band.”

“Ouch.”

“So the real reason for this visit is...” Steve said, shifting his weight from one foot to the other nervously, “I was wondering if you had ear plugs I could use for their practice. I know I can just turn off my aid, but that does jack shit for my right ear.”

Dustin laughed. “Yeah, man. I’ve got you covered.” He went over to the design table and picked up a small grey box. He turned and handed it to Steve.

“They’re smooth with a flared base so they’ll slot gently into the canal,” Dustin explained. “You’d have to take out your aid or you just use the one. It’s up to you.”

Steve weighed them appreciatively. “Thanks, Dusty.”

“No problem,” he said with a grin. “I can’t imagine having to listen to a bunch of teenagers playing their instruments badly for a couple of hours.”

Steve grimaced. “What’s worse is that they haven’t figured out their style yet, so it’s a discordant mess of genres.”

Dustin made a face. “That’s rough, man.”

“How are you and Suzie getting along these days?” Steve asked gently.

Dustin sighed. “It’s official, she can’t have kids.”

Steve winced. “Even with in vitro?

“Yeah,” he replied mournfully. “We’re thinking adopting next.”

Steve nodded. “Let me know if you guys need anything right?” He squeezed Dustin’s arm in sympathy.

Dustin nodded.

Steve said goodbye and got back to work. He put the ear plugs in his briefcase so he wouldn’t forget to take them home. He shook his head. All his life he fought hard against being a business man like his dad. But it turns out that he’s good at it. Damn good at it.

He signed good morning to his receptionist, Vanessa.

“Good morning, sir,” she said, her voice a little off, the way it can some times get when you can’t hear yourself. “You have your ten o’clock appointment in fifteen minutes, but your lunch meeting canceled. Death in the family.”

Steve sighed. He signed back, “Send flowers and condolences and see if they want to reschedule. We need their micro chips.”

Vanessa saluted smartly and Steve flipped her off. He walked into his office and flopped into his chair with a sigh. He loved Vanessa. She had been with him since he went public with his hearing loss.

They had a great professional relationship and her husband, Nick loved Steve, too. He would tease her that he love Steve more than her and swore that he got Steve if they ever divorced.

Nick was hearing but his parents weren’t and that’s why Nick was Steve’s personal sign interpreter for his clients. Because Steve couldn’t be everywhere and he employed a lot of HOH and deaf people. Which he had gotten flak for when they first started. How would a deaf person be valuable to an audio company? And that was one of the reasons, Steve had come out as hard of hearing.

Because Steve was the reason S&D existed at all. As at the time he found out about his hearing loss, even the best hearing aids at the time were bulky, had a tinny quality to them, and were prohibitively expensive.

So of course big brained Dustin Henderson looked at them and said, “I could do better than that with a box of scraps in my mom’s basement.” And did. But the other thing Dustin was and still is, was mouthy. He couldn’t get investors to pay attention because he would end up getting mad and storm out.

Which is where Steve came in. He could sweet talk anyone. Was kinda famous for it, in fact.

There was a knock on his door and he looked over at the phone on his desk. It was flashing red. His appointment was here.

Steve stood up and greeted them with his most charming Harrington smile.

“Thank you for coming in today,” he said brightly. “Shall we get started?”

*

Steve got home from work to find Edith already home and doing her school work.

“Hey, sweetie,” he said kissing the top of her head. “How was school?”

“Hey, Dad,” she greeted. “It was okay. Algebra should be banned from schools forever.”

Steve got out a pitcher of water from the fridge and poured himself a glass. “Still having trouble with it?”

Edith sighed. “Yeah. It’s such a pain in the ass.”

“What did I tell you about swearing?” Steve asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Not until I’m an adult and not until I’ve moved out,” she grumbled. “Which ever comes last.”

Steve grinned. “Good girl. It’s more about trying to teach you that there are some places that won’t let you swear, like at certain places of business. And getting used to curbing your language will help with that.”

She sighed dramatically. “I know.”

He ruffled her hair and kissed the top of her head again. “Your band coming over tonight?”

“Yeah,” she said. “If that’s alright? I know you said only once a week but we need to make sure that garage will be okay to practice in.”

Steve laughed. “I’m aware.”

Edith rolled her eyes. “Like you know what being in a band is like.”

He swatted at her. “I know you think I live under a rock but I had friend that was in a band before I married your mother.”

She eyed him skeptically. “Are they famous?”

“No,” Steve said solemnly. “Their bus rolled over and killed their bassist before they got the chance.”

Edith’s eyes went wide. “You mean like Metallica?!”

That startled Steve out of his funk. “Yeah, like Metallica, only not. Because they decided that they couldn’t continue without their friend and hung it all up.”

“That’s too bad,” she said. “I’m not sure I would have been able to go on playing if Mandy or Kenny died.”

He nodded. “Just let me know if you guys need anything.”

“Will do!”

*

Steve could hear the band tuning their instruments and smiled. He paused. His face felt tight around his eyes and that wasn’t a good sign. He didn’t want a migraine at his little girl’s first band practice here at the house. That would be bad.

He took some Ibuprofen and hoped that would stave it off long enough until practice was over.

He then went out to the garage to say hi to everyone. He stopped at the bottom of the steps and his heart plummeted to his stomach. Standing there tuning a guitar Steve knew better than his own god damn name was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen with dark curly brown hair that fell about to his chin, big brown eyes and dimples in his cheeks.

“Dad!” Edith cried out. “Hey I want you to meet someone.”

Steve somehow managed to walk over to Edith’s friend. “Hey,” he greeted lamely.

He couldn’t remember if Dustin had said if Eddie had a kid. But this boy couldn’t be anyone else’s.

“H-man,” she said excitedly. “This is my dad, Steve Harrington.”

“Nice to meet you,” he said and Steve stomach dropped out further. His voice was almost the same, too.

“Dad, this is Harri Munson,” Edith said. “Mostly we call him H-man.”

Munson. There it was. There was no doubt now. This was Eddie Munson’s boy. The swooping feeling in his stomach became a roar.

“I met him in art class about a month ago,” she continued happily. “I learned he played guitar and I told him about our band and he was super excited to join. Which was great because after Lauren’s backstabbing–”

“Migraine,” he managed to croak to Edith before he dashed off.

Edith grimaced. “Sorry you had to see that. My dad gets migraines sometimes and I guess today is one of them. Poor bastard.”

Harri winced. “My papa used to get migraines, too. That sucks. Are we going to be able to still practice?”

Edith nodded. “Yeah, he said it would be fine. We just can’t turn up the sound to eleven.”

Harri laughed. “Gotcha.”

“You gonna need a ride home after?” Edith asked, not seeing a car.

“Nah,” Harri said. “My dad wants to meet your dad. Make sure I’m not going to get murdered or kidnapped or whatever.”

Edith rolled her eyes. “I know how that is. My dad is super protective too. Like I swear he went through major trauma he refuses to tell me about.”

Harri nodded. “Stupid NDAs is all Dad will say when I ask.”

“Yes! My dad, too!”

They both laughed.

The band started playing and about half way through they decided to stop and take a break.

Just then a car pulled up. It was slick black muscle car that made Mandy, the band’s resident gearhead whistle long and low.

“Who’s honey child is that?” she asked appreciatively.

Harri raised an eyebrow at her. “That’s my dad’s car.”

Edith frowned. “He’s not here to pick you up yet, right?”

Harri shook his head. “No, like I said he wanted to meet your dad.”

She nodded.

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Part 3  Part 4 Part 5  Part 6 Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Epilogue

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[anticomedygarden]

drop the champagne

5 times annabeth taught percy something new + a million times he taught her the same thing

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title is from the In the Heights song 'champagne' by lin manuel-miranda. mostly a nod to how similar usnavi and vanessa's dynamic is to percabeth. also another excuse to scream about them after watching the trailer a million times

also on ao3

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1.

Dozens of kids were wandering around the grounds of Camp Half Blood as they waited for capture the flag to start, and Percy could not for the life of him figure out what was wrong with his armor. He'd been fiddling with it for five minutes now, somehow not drawing the attention of any counselors or even the Athena cabin who he was allied with. After the last capture the flag (still his only capture the flag), he was really starting to get worried. If he successfully completed a quest and died because he couldn't get his armor right for a 'friendly war game', he was gonna be seriously ticked.

Just to see what it would do, he pulled on a strap near his shoulder. For a few seconds, it stayed in place, and he really thought he'd finally gotten it. Then it unraveled completely, and he barely managed to grab it before it hit the ground.

He might as well face it. He was dead, and Chiron was gonna have to tell his mom that he, Poseidon's first child in decades, quester, retriever of Zeus' master bolt, died in a capture the flag accident.

Feeling particularly frustrated, he didn't notice when someone finally saw his dilemma and walked over, not until her blond curls were right in his face.

"You haven't figured out how to do this yet?" she asked. It was hard not to feel a little insulted by her tone, but he had come to realize that she didn't mean anything by it. She just hadn't learned tact yet. (And she'd never admit it, but Annabeth still hadn't quite recovered from the quest and Luke's subsequent betrayal. He could let this one slide for her sake.)

"I've only done it once," he said, "and you did it for me!"

So maybe he wasn't too great at tact either.

She grabbed a strap and started redoing his armor while he watched. "If I keep doing it for you, you'll never learn," she pointed out. "Here." She grabbed his hand and guided it to the other strap. "You try."

He sighed but did as he was told. It didn't look as good as the one she did, but he had to admit it looked and felt much better than before.

"Told you."

He stuck his tongue out at her. Then, since his mom raised a gentleman, he said, "Thanks."

She patted his shoulder. "Thank me when we win."

2.

Percy watched, transfixed, as Annabeth slashed and stabbed, nothing but a vaguely blond whirl, beating some brown haired guy back to the mats until she pinned him down, 90 pounds of pure fury on top of at least 150 pounds of startled teenage boy.

The guy - Percy wasn't sure of his name - tapped out, and Annabeth quickly jumped up, eyes already scanning for her next victim. "Who's next?" she said.

The majority of the people in the training room scurried out after that.

"Cowards," Annabeth muttered and turned to a training dummy.

Percy watched her slash at it for a few minutes, and then, in a courageous move he thought would make his mom proud, he tentatively stepped forward. "Maybe you should take a break," he said with false calm.

She ignored him.

"Annabeth, you're scaring people," he tried, gulping when she tore a large chunk of fake flesh from the dummy. "You're already the best here, why don't you just-"

"Take a break?" she said, finally turning to meet his gaze. Her eyes were blazing, and he had to duck to avoid the dagger still in her hand.

"You've been here for hours-"

"How else will I beat Luke?" she asked. "He's the best swordsman for generations. I have to train as much as I can."

The situation was far worse than he thought. "And you're the best strategist, and you've beat everyone at camp already." Hopefully, appealing to her hubris would help.

It didn't. Her face closed off completely. "But I've never beat Luke."

He didn't ask if she was sure that she even wanted to beat him. He wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer.

Fine. Time to pull out the big guns. "I'll spar with you."

He held his breath as she gave him a disbelieving look. "Alright, but you're using a dagger."

"Oh. Uh-"

But she was already walking over to the weapons rack. "You need to learn how to use more than one weapon. You won't be able to use a sword in every situation."

"Isn't the whole point of having a sword that reappears in my pocket no matter what is so that I can use it in every situation?"

She gave him a look that clearly said, You're being an idiot. "What if you're in super close quarters and can't maneuver Riptide? What if you can't get to your pocket? What if someone manages to take it from you? What if you don't have pockets? What if-"

He held up a hand, because, holy crap. "Okay, okay, I get it." She smirked. "Teach me how to use a dagger."

With a certain gleam in her eyes he didn't really like, she grabbed one off the rack and handed it to him.

He gripped it on instinct, balancing it out and dropping into a fighting stance. "Is there anything - oh my gods!"

She didn't wait to give him any instruction before slashing at him with her own dagger, and he barely jumped out of its path. (Thank the gods for his ingrained battle instincts.)

He backed up as she continued her assault and narrowly avoided tripping over his own feet. Then, she delivered a particularly nasty jab, distracting him, and kicked his feet out from under him. His breath whooshed out as his back hit the ground.

"I win," she announced, her ponytail falling and hitting him in the face. Her dagger was pressed against his neck. "You're not guarding yourself enough. Remember, the dagger is shorter than your sword. And you need to actually defend yourself, not just back up."

He made a face at her. "A little warning would have helped."

"There's no warning in battle." She stood and offered him a hand. "Again."

So he got up, and they went again. And again. And again. She beat him every time, but when he came back the next day, he beat the trainer on duty, and Annabeth slept until 9.

That was a win in his book.

3.

"That's so unstable," Annabeth commented, looking at Percy's gingerbread house which, admittedly, looked about 10 seconds from collapsing.

"It doesn't have to be stable," he said. "It's supposed to be fun!"

She snorted. "Fun is for losers and quitters."

Her gingerbread house didn't look like it was about to fall over. Hers was two stories tall with multiple rooms like a doll house and emblazoned with various candy designs: gumdrops on the roof, M&Ms dotting the grounds like gravel, a licorice moat. His was basically five graham crackers in a vague house shape sitting on chocolate icing.

He didn't mind though. They got to eat it in the end no matter what their houses looked like.

Pointedly ignoring her, he stuck a Kit-Kat straight up on the top graham cracker. It stayed for a second, then toppled into the brown icing like a stick in a mud pit.

"Oh, for the gods' sake," Annabeth muttered. She pulled his plate toward her and started rebuilding his little shack.

"Hey, I'm doing just fine," he protested, but one look from Annabeth had him cracking up. "Fine, so it sucks."

"Really sucks." He rolled his eyes, but she kept working until he had a quality graham cracker cabin with standing walls and everything. "See, you don't actually need that much icing to get it to stay. You just need better support."

He made an offended noise. "But that's the best part!"

He knew what she was going to say the second she opened her mouth. "The best part is winning first place."

Before he could retort, he happened to glance up at Grover sitting across from them and couldn't help but notice the look in his eyes. It was somewhere between exasperated and fond.

"What?" Percy asked.

He never heard the answer, however, as the Stolls chose that moment to start a food fight.

And Annabeth's house won first place, because of course it did.

4.

They were lucky, very lucky, to have been walking past the park at the exact time they did. They were also very lucky (or unlucky; jury was still out) to have drawn the attention of the monster to them and away from the large group of children it had apparently been hunting.

"I smell children," the monster whispered, evidently still trying to hide herself. She was semi-transparent, ghostly, actually, with dark hair flowing down her back like a mane. "Such delicious demigods." She continued to amble after Percy and Annabeth as they led her away from the various crowds of people in the park.

Percy turned to Annabeth with a false sense of calm and asked, "What the hell is this thing?"

She glanced behind her surreptitiously. "I think she's Mormo."

"What - like in Utah?"

"Not Mormon, Seaweed Brain, Mormo."

Percy fiddled with Riptide in his pocket. "What's her deal?"

"Sources are sparse and a little conflicted, but basically, she eats kids."

"Oh, shit."

"Yeah, she also might be able to shape shift into a wolf or a horse."

"That's..."

"Wild, I know."

They made it to a relatively empty part of the park, and Percy decided he didn't want to wait to find out if she could shape shift or not. He caught Annabeth's eye and she nodded, already knowing the plan. He would distract while she snuck up from behind. Nothing they hadn't done a million times before.

He turned around. "Hey, lady! Eat this!" Without preamble, he uncapped Riptide and swung out at Mormo, hoping for the element of surprise.

Unfortunately, she ducked.

"So delicious," she muttered. Her form rippled. "The ichor in your blood will taste so good."

Behind her, Annabeth crept up slowly but surely.

"Nah, I don't think ichor would taste that good," Percy said. "Probably too spicy." Now, he was actually wondering if that was true.

Mormo laughed, a sharp, loud sound. "You have no idea child." She sniffed. "You are 16. What a delicious age."

He wanted to protest and say that so far, 16 hadn't been all that great barring him and Annabeth finally starting to date, but his girlfriend was less than two feet away from jumping the monster, so instead he said, "That's so creepy," and watched gleefully as Annabeth leapt forward with her dagger out and sent Mormo back to Tartarus.

Even covered in monster dust, she was still stunning. He held out his hand. "Let's go finish our date."

5.

When Percy got to the New Rome library, his girlfriend was, predictably, surrounded by books.

"Hey, babe," he murmured.

He knew she had been aware of him coming, spatial awareness having become its own sixth sense over the years, so it was no surprise when she responded with nothing but an unintelligible chain of vowel sounds.

He laughed. "You ready to go home?"

A couple years, there would have been no point at all in trying to break through whatever cloud of work was occupying her mind at the moment, but she'd been really trying since the Giant War to not push herself past the point of no return.

"Um..." She put a bookmark in her textbook and started gathering books into her arms. "Yeah, let's go."

"What all are you checking out?" he asked even though he already knew the answer.

"All of them."

He grabbed the remaining books while she picked up her backpack, and they made their way to the front desk.

"What were you reading about?" he asked. He may have just come out of a day full of lectures, but her eyes lighting up like that made the long-ass rant he was about to get so worth it.

"The father of chemistry, Antoine Lavoisier," she answered. "He was alive during the French Revolution and did all kinds of stuff that paved the way for modern science."

They reached the circulation desk, and Annabeth continued telling him all about phlogiston theory and how Lavoisier refuted it, and about oxygen and hydrogen and carbon, and about his experiment to see what two weeks of drinking nothing but milk would do to his body.

At some point, the librarian gave them a funny look. Percy wasn't sure if it was because of the topic of their conversation or because they were checking out so many books.

Whatever. They earned the right to be weird in public.

"...and then he was guillotined for being a tax collector!" she finished with immense outrage.

He frowned and pushed the door open into the lamp-lit road. "Really?" That was not where he was expecting that story to go.

"Yeah, the Reign of Terror chopped his head off, which was a real shame because he was actually involved in a lot of government reform and other kinds of activism, especially in education."

"Cool."

"Yeah, I thought so." She bit her lip. "I guess the good guys don't always win."

He thought that was a little black and white since Lavoisier was a member of the upper class during a time when the lower class was still called peasants, but it really did sound like this guy was pretty chill.

And she had a good point.

He put a hand on her arm. "But we did."

+1 million

Annabeth shifts in the uncomfortable wooden library chair and turns her page, mind lost in thought. Antoine Lavoisier was an upper class French scientist who revolutionized the field of chemistry; he fought for class reform and education equality, and he brought humans' understanding of the world forward from phlogiston theory, the idea that a fire like element called phlogiston was partially responsible for combustion and present in all combustion reactions, to the discovery of hydrogen, oxygen, and a host of other elements, all unique and important.

And he got his chopped off. So much for scientific advancement.

Sensing Percy walking up behind her, she hurries to read the last few sentences of the page.

"You ready to go home?" he asks.

She closes the book. "Yeah, let's go."

They gather her stuff, Percy not once complaining about having to carry five textbook sized volumes, and make their way to the circulation desk.

"What were you reading about?" he asks. She loves him for that. No one else ever asks what she's reading for fear of getting caught in a long-winded explanation of some complex topic. Percy's eyes may glaze over while she talks, but he never tells her stop.

So she tells him about Lavoisier and all his triumphs and woes up until his decapitation, they end up on the street outside the library. It's nighttime already, their path lit with street lamps and porch lights. There's a chill in the air, so she pulls the sleeves of Percy's borrowed hoodie over her fingers while trying not to drop her books.

After she finishes her spiel, she bites her lip and says, "I guess the good guys don't always win."

Immediately, Percy turns to her, probably thinking the same thing she is, about all their dead friends and all their failures. He puts a hand on her arm, stopping them underneath a light. "But we did."

She looks at him and sees her wonderful boyfriend who loves her no matter what she does, who stayed with her after all this time, who fell into hell for her. The one who would choose her over the world. The one who taught her heart how to trust again. She's not quite sure she believes it, but she knows it's the truth. "I guess we did."

They smile at each other and walk home in comfortable silence.

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[fnaffancontentbutmostlyglamrocks]

Going over Glamrock Bonnie's dissaperance with a fine-tooth comb

Missing Message

"SECURITY REPORT - 12:24AM - Bonnie is seen leaving his green room in Rockstar Row heading East towards the atrium. 2:40AM - Bonnie enters the East Arcade. 4:12AM - Bonnie enters Monty Golf."

I'll break this message down, as it's the most important. At 12:24 AM, 24 minutes after closing, Bonnie heads to the atrium from his Green Room in Rockstar Row. 2 hrs and 16 minutes later, He is seen entering the East Arcade. That is two floors above the entrances to Monty Golf. On the opposite side, 1 hour and 32 minutes later, at 4:12, Bonnie is last seen entering Monty Golf.

I've mentioned how long it took Bonnie to do each activity because time isn't literal in Security Breach. The time it takes us to reach point A to point B seems real-time. The animatronics are quick, even when walking. They have a decent speed, but there was a lot of time taken for what should have been short trips. That and the East Arcade is such a strange detour. It is nowhere near the entrance to Monty Golf on the first floor. It's on the third floor, too The only way to Monty Golf on that floor is the Mazercise Vent, And I doubt Bonnie's double-upped thick ass could fit also. We have no mention of him going to Mazercise either. He most likely entered through the front entrance of Monty Golf, Getting to the catwalks By using the ladder built into the scaffolding, Assuming he even went up there.

Going back to the message about Monty falling and breaking his legs. It just states that someone had once scored the hole-in-one, activating the Hurricane bucket. While it's assumed to be a patron during opening hours. There's nothing to indicate it couldn't be an employee or something else after hours. 

Strangely enough, Despite being last seen in Monty Golf, His body is found in Bonnie Bowl. With all that said, We should be focusing on the details that are left out of this message. There is a lack of information on what Bonnie was doing in each room. Why did it take so long to reach each destination? Why did he stop at the East Arcade? Why does it end in Monty Golf despite the fact that even if Bonnie was incapacitated there and then moved to Bonnie Bowl to finish the job? Shouldn't that have been noticed? Say it was. Then why wasn't it reported?

Another thing I want to mention is that Monty Golf is Monty's attraction. The animatronics are not stuck in their own attractions or rooms. Anyone. Freddy, Chica, Roxy, Monty, Vanessa, Vanny, Sun/Moon, Staff bots, and even an Endo could have been in Monty Golf at that time.

Bonnie Bowl Vent

The trippy AR vent that you go in to exit Bonnie's room has a Monty plush wet floor Bot and a Fazer blast gun. A Bonnie Plush connects to Vanny's hideout in Fazerblast. The obvious connection is Monty, Bonnie, and the wet floor bots.

I think the one worth looking into more is the Fazer Blast gun, which is associated with GlamRock Freddy. It's also associated with Vanny, as Fazerblast is where her hideout is. Plus, the vent leads directly to her hideout. It does seem there's a connection between Bonnie and these elements.

The Crime Scene

Starting at the entrance: There is a small blue shard There is a broken brick wall Along with a small caveish structure, and then another broken wall Wood structure seems to indicate their might've been a door or hall here A path of wooden crates leads you to the bodyThere is a wire on one of these crates There's piles of broken pins There is a metal shelf with Bowling balls on it There's a shorter shelf with bowling balls on the other side To the left of it, is the hole where bowling balls would come in Covered with wooden boards haphazardly nailed on Next to that is a Bonnie Bowl Graphic There are marks from the boxes to where Bonnie is Near the body's head is a Bowling ball that is shattered into 3 large segments The body is laid on a carpet We'll examine the body and carpet later Pieces of what I assume are from Bonnie's endoskeleton and staff bot pieces are thrown across the room There is a white crack on the wall, and a smear of black streaks down the wall and floor Almost as if something hit it, and was dragged down This mark leads to Bonnie, and is on top of the rug too There's streak marks from bonnie's body to where a vent is Opposite of where the other mark is by the entrance. A makeshift staircase to a vent was made. On the vent panel that's being used as a ramp, you can see these drag marks that appear to be from the rust that's also seen on the rug. This vent lets you get outside of the room.

Bonnie "Other" Green Room

There's a charging port that looks like it was torn open from the outside. There's a vent gate hidden next to it. Presumably, the one that would have blocked the vent hidden by the poster on a tool cart is a broken staff bot with marks and indentions. There are actually a few of these staff bots in this room.

Examining the body

Any good murder mystery has a body examination. I'll break the body down into parts. The face has a large gash on the left side with a wire sticking out. There is an indention on the muzzle on the left side. The left ear is damaged with chunks missing, While the right ear is missing. The right arm is removed from the chest and is segmented into the forearm and upper arm. The left arm is damaged like the rest of the body but attached. The chest has nearly the entire middle part of the shell ripped open. It looks like the chest was hit by someone with claws and then pulled apart. There are Multiple scratch marks on the chest itself. There are wires sticking out of the chest. Both legs are bisected at the crotch, upper leg, and lower leg. It appears the legs were beaten in or were crumpled. Otherwise, besides the chest, head, and legs, the whole body is just cracked and dirty.

The Green Substance

Uh-oh, this is it, The damning evidence that proved Monty did it. Yeah, you all hear my sarcasm. A lot of speculation I've seen is that this is either green paint somehow from Monty. I'm sorry, that just doesn't track. You're telling me Monty went in with ONLY Green wet paint. Attacked Bonnie and managed to get paint only on this one specific spot. Magically, nothing else. Plus, why, though? This is the only "Monty" guilty evidence I will not even give the time of day to humor as an option. It takes a minimal level of critical thinking to showcase why it makes little sense. Also, debunking this doesn't magically make Monty innocent; it just opens things up more.

I've found another possibility that makes sense besides it just being an undercoat from Bonnie. Looking closely at the mark. I noticed it has a star-like shape from Plushies, Pinatas, and Cutouts. We can see that Bonnie has a gold star on his chest. I'll use Freddy to help prove my point. Throughout Security Breach, Freddy becomes more disheveled as the game goes on. At Hour 0, when the game first started, His lighting Bolt is a bright blue. As the game progresses, this bolt slowly starts to get dirty and fade away. It's not just the bolt, either. Suppose you compare Freddy's face markings from Hour Zero to the late game. They are also fading away. This makes it clear that while the animatronic models may have base casings that are pre-colored, Any markings or makeup are then painted on. We can even see cans of paint in the hallways of the animatronics greenrooms Throughout the game, even before shattering, These marks are slowly fading away. If you look at Bonnie's body, it has these purple and blue marks that are also faded, So his star is likely painted on, too.

I do have an explanation for why this yellow or gold appears green from what we can see from cutouts and plushies. This star is gold and shiny. Appearing metallic in texture. When gold paint is not properly maintained, a possible result that can happen is lustrous gold turning a greenish color. This is called Verdigris. This is a result of the gold being mixed with other alloys. Primarily copper. I'm being bold here and assuming Fazbear Entertainment is not using pure gold to decorate Bonnie.

Drag Marks

The streak mark from Bonnie's body to the exit is the exact same dimension as the wooden crates. The smaller streak even matches the smaller crate. The marks on the way to the vent appear to be the right size for the thing under the orange tarp. Then, you have these makeshift steps leading to the vent. It's apparent these things were dragged around to make these stairs. Who would need to make these steps? Well, judging by the marks we see on the vent being used as a ramp, The staff bots.

The Rug

There is a rug under Bonnie's body. The drag marks are on top of it, And the markings are flush with what appears on the wood floor, Meaning that every mark on this carpet happened in this room. This is also why I think a struggle happened here, too. What I want to focus on is the pattern on it. People claim it's found in Monty Golf. Does this mean the culprit cut a part of Monty's golf's carpet to move the body? I really doubt it. It is a perfect rectangle. It's actually one of the rugs you can find in the East Arcade. The rugs are pre-cut with this rectangular shape And have a design pattern exactly like the one Bonnie is found on. This carpet came from the East Arcade, Not from Monty Golf.

Monty replaced Bonnie before he even disappeared.

Monty was already a Glamrock, while Bonnie was active. One proof of that is in the sealed room where Bonnie is. On the shelf are bowling balls with Freddy, Chica, and Roxy. You'd think there would be ones with Bonnie, but Instead, there are only ones with Monty. Also, notice who doesn't have a custom Bowling Ball either: The Daycare attendant or DJ Music Man, Both of whom are not in the band but have their own section of the plex. So by transitive law, Seeing that Monty has a bowling ball at this point, But not Bonnie. That must mean Monty is in the band and has replaced Bonnie, But Bonnie is still active and has his own section.

Bonnie has a private Green room in his attraction. No other glamrock animatronic has this. Not even Freddy. We also know from the missing messages Bonnie used to have a green room in RockStar Row. It doesn't make sense for the company to make a new private Green Room with its own charging port and install decorations for an animatronic they plan to eliminate. Or for one that went missing and they can't use it. When you consider that the understudy message states Bonnie is out of commission and not necessarily missing or permanently broken, Then with the knowledge that Monty can at least fill in the roles of other bandmates like Freddy. Monty could have replaced Bonnie. While Bonnie was still around, This does take away Monty's main motive for wanting to destroy Bonnie Well, almost. There is the possibility he'd do anything to keep this position. We also now have a reason for Bonnie to attempt something.

Fazbear is complacent

In order for this crime to work, Fazbear Entertainment has to be complacent in some way, Or someone with the power to control what the company does is responsible. Bonnie's body is in a location that, while light, must've had some foot traffic. Someone should have come across this body, and the only way in and out of this large room couldn't have just been the vent. There had to have been a proper door or something at one point when we pieced together that there had to be some way to get back there. Plus, there was the probability that Bonnie Bowl was remodeled in relation to the cover-up. I think part of that remodeling was blocking off this room. Bonnie was never missing. He was hidden.

Monty, Chica, and Roxy are innocent.

While the staff bots could do most of the damage seen on Bonnie, Including prying open the Charging port door, There are scratch marks on the body, too. And those staff bots don't have claws. Then that leaves us with Monty, Roxy, and Freddy as the ones who could do this damage. Chicas is safe, as she doesn't have claws. 

I think they're all innocent in terms of what happened before Bonnie got to Monty Golf. Including the one I think is responsible. Part of that is because of the state that the charging station is in; something ripped it open. 

I'm sorry, but if Monty, Roxy, or Freddy lured Bonnie into Monty Golf and attempted to destroy him there. Then they…..let him go all the way back into Bonnie Bowl and recharge? Then go there, rip him out, And finish him off there? Sure, suspension of disbelief and all that, But that's a lot of suspension. This has me thinking that Bonnie was completely fine, or at least in a position to think he would be able to safely get away from Monty Golf without anyone following him And go into his charging port like nothing happened. Until he was ripped out, And besides the staff bots, There's only one Glamrock that makes sense to do this, Freddy.

Freddy?!

I know. As a suspect, He makes the least amount of sense. He's the lead star, plus he was close to Bonnie. Why would he hurt him? I have some possible answers. Both are equally tragic. One is that it is annoyingly glossed over. He was under Vanny's control. If she wanted to, She could use him to destroy Bonnie. Leaving him powerless to do anything. The other is that Bonnie really was dangerous, and Freddy found out. Maybe he came across Monty's damaged body Or started to notice Bonnie was acting Differently. Once he realized the Bonnie he knew was gone, Replaced by a complete monster. He had to make the decision to put that thing down.

Afterward, Fazbear or Vanny realized what had happened and did everything they could to cover it up. Which, if that's the answer to this crime. That is some juicy drama. Now, there is still the possibility Bonnie was scratched before he got into the charging port, And only the staff bots were used to take care of him.

Monty?

I'm gonna be real. While he is connected, A lot of the things related to him seem to be related to Monty Golf and that he's Bonnie's replacement and not actually Monty himself being responsible. The only thing that could connect him is the claw marks. That could also have been done by Freddy, Roxy, hell, even the Endos, and assuming it is a separate animatronic, the Freddy Prototype, All of whom have claws. 

In fact, it makes more sense to me that he's a victim. While I wanted to give a reason for why he could be innocent or guilty, The closest I can see him involved is that Bonnie tried to destroy him in Monty Golf. Under control or not, it doesn't matter, And Monty was able to retaliate. Damaging Bonnie before he went down. 

Solving the crime

The crime can not be solved, And while I have tried to brainstorm the different ways it could have gone, No matter how close I get, There's always something that I can't explain. The only thing I'm fairly confident about is Monty being a red herring. Everything else. I'm stumped on

 I think that's the point. This crime can't be solved yet Because we don't have every clue, And in an interesting twist, we know what that last clue is. We just don't have the means to analyze it yet. That AR inhibitor in the Gondola ride was shown for a reason. Once that is revealed, This whole case will be solved, And considering RUIN ended on a cliffhanger, Who's to say the mystery of what happened isn't either.

#fnaf security breach #fnaf #monty #security breach #fnaf sb #five nights at freddy's #fnaf monty #montgomery gator #fnaf sb ruin #glamrock bonnie #bonnie

[destinyc1020]

Vanessa comes off as attention seeking. She barely spoke about Austin after the split. Not until Elvis was released and his career took off. She starts being petty and leaving emoji's about his accent, knowing people are watching. She's been in the industry a long time, she's not stupid. Two years later, Austin has another huge movie out, here she is again making comments about him. It's intentional at this point. Austin is more relevant than she is in 2024. She hates it.

You're right, she said not nary a peep for two years after their breakup until "Elvis" started having promo. 👀 I understand it's hard seeing your ex everywhere, but c'mon....

You're not the only one who's noticed this either lol. Other fans have picked up on it too lol. 😅

In fact, I was just telling another Anon just an hour or two ago that at this point, with Vanessa, I sort of feel like it's GOT to be one of three things:

1. Hurt feelings/Sour grapes/Resentment,

2. Using his name for clout or attention, OR

3. Unfinished business/Still have underlying feelings 🤷🏾‍♀️

Or, maybe it's all three at the same time ROTFL 🤣 I have no clue lol.

All I know is that when you're truly moved on from a situation, you're not having to talk about your ex all the time. In fact, it's a RED flag to me if I go out on a date with a guy, and he's talking badly about his ex gf. 👀 Even if he's saying how "oh you're sooo much better than my ex gf, because you're so understanding and loving and etc.....", my spidey senses IMMEDIATELY go up, I cross that guy off my list, and I make a mental note: "Okaaaay....sounds like YOU'RE not over your ex girlfriend!!" NEXT!!!

The point isn't that he's saying all of these nice things about you in comparison to his ex, the point is the fact that he's still needing to bring up the ex in the first place. Major red flag imo. In fact, at this point, I almost feel bad for Cole.... 👀

She can talk about Cole w/out involving Austin. But when she talks about Cole, it's almost like she's trying so harrrrd to show why he's the one, and Austin was not.

I'll never forget that time when Austin was doing his SNL show, and that SAME night that he was hosting SNL, Vanessa posted a clip from SNL to her IG stories that involved Jennifer Coolidge (Austin wasn't in that skit at all lol), but I was just like, GIRL.... lol 🤣 It does seem attention-seeking at this point.

Like I said, if she were SINGLE it would be one thing, but the fact that she's MARRIED doing this stuff makes me go, "hmmm.....". 🤔

I'd be saying this about anyone who was still triggered by or talking about their ex 4 YEARS after a breakup lol.

[circusmania]

SIN Chapter 7

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⚠️ Non-con advances and Manipulation ⚠️

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On her knees

She cried

For what she told

Was the truth

But her tears

Were a lie

For the next couple of weeks, I've gotten better. I've moved on. I've embraced the future. And it's all because of the church.

Now, I'm not a religious person, but… the welcoming feeling of Father Pierre has shone a new path for me. Although, Omar and Vanessa were opposed to the idea.

I just… don't get them. Yes, sometimes Father Pierre is a bit too enthusiastic, but he's not a bad man. He can't be.

I mean, I've been helping around the church every weekend. It earns me community hours and I enjoy Father Pierre's preaching. Maybe, in a way, this was all part of God's plan. 

Maybe Judy's death was a sacrifice so that I could find him.

“What… are you even hearing yourself!?” Vanessa's eyes widened as she stood up and yelled.

Omar stayed quiet. His eyes fixated on me.

He's been relatively quiet this past week. He even stopped trying to convince me to turn away from the church.

Vanessa's voice became blurred as I looked elsewhere.

“Vanessa… It's hard to believe that he's a predator without any proof.” I looked back at her and let my voice rest on a softer tone.

“Our word should be enough! Don't you trust us…?” 

Before I could reply, Omar raised his head, stood up and furrowed his brows.

I expected him to go off on me, but he turned to Vanessa instead.

“You've got a lot of nerve going about trust!”

Vanessa's voice grew an octave higher as she turned her attention to Omar.

“Excuse me!?” She screamed. 

They went back and forth, their voices growing as they yelled. However, my attention was directed to the man behind them. 

Father Pierre was outside his church across the street, he was waving me inside. 

I obliged. 

“Glad you could join me, child.” Father Pierre slipped a hand around my shoulder.

“Is there something you wanted to talk about? Or do you need help with something?” I smiled and he returned the gesture.

“Yes actually, please, sit.” He motioned to the two chairs sitting near the confession booth.

I sat down, and he brought out a black bag. He sat down opposite to me and sat the bag on his lap.

“I've been talking with God. He's been telling me how much he's proud of you.” 

Father Pierre eyed me from head to toe.

I couldn't help but feel pride swell up inside my chest. 

“Child, I want you to fully give yourself to… God. I want to baptize you.”

He leaned forward and laid a hand on my leg.

“Are you sure? I've only been here for a couple of weeks…”

“It's never too soon or too late to submit yourself to the Lord.” He reassured me.

“I… well… I mean, if you think it's the right thing to do…”

I half-heartedly smiled.

He reached into the bag on his lap and pulled out a silk white tunic. He held it out.

I reached to touch it. 

It's soft and thin.

“When you'll be baptized, I want you to wear this.”

“Isn't baptizing when you're submerged underwater? I'd hate to get this tunic wet…”

He lightly chuckled.

“It's a tradition in my family line to do this. There's something about the tunic touching your bare skin that-”

“I'll be naked under the tunic?” I interrupted.

I shifted a bit in my chair.

Father Pierre moved his chair closer to comfort me.

“Don't worry, I have baptized many children before, just like you. There's nothing to be afraid of.”

He rubbed my shoulder and I lightly smiled.

Suddenly, the church doors opened.

“Ah! The church isn't open yet…” Father Pierre perked up.

There was suddenly an eerie feeling inside the church.

Marcus.

He ignored Father Pierre and walked closer. The doors shut loudly behind him.

I stood up.

“Marcus? What are you doing here?”

“What does it look like? I'm here to have my sins forgiven.” He smiled as he stood next to me.

“As I said… the church isn't open.” Father Pierre glowered and frowned as he stood up and towered over Marcus.

“This pamphlet would say otherwise.” Marcus dangled the pamphlet in the air.

It was the one Father Pierre had given to me.

Father Pierre snatched it away, causing me to jump a little. He looked through it, his expression quickly turning to disbelief. 

“And so it does…” His voice lowered.

“Shall we start?” Marcus invited, pointing to the confession booth behind us.

Father Pierre scowled. I've never seen him act like this. 

Usually, his demeanour was always kind and fluent. He never spoke out of line and always spoke with love. Now he looked as if Marcus was the reincarnation of Satan himself.

“No, we shall not. Even if I were to, there's no way God would ever forgive you for what you've done.” Father Pierre stared down at Marcus. 

Have they met before?

What had Marcus done?

Marcus continued smiling. He directed his attention to the tunic on Father Pierre's chair.

“And what's this beautiful thing?” He picked it up.

“It's a tunic, it's what I'm going to be baptized in,” I responded, observing each of Marcus's movements.

“In this thin piece of fabric?” He stretched it out.

“Careful!! You'll break it! Give it here!” Father Pierre reached out to grab it, but Marcus moved away.

Marcus moved backwards and backed himself into a stoup. His smile widened.

“MARCUS!” His voice echoed through the church. “Don't you dare!” Father Pierre looked as if he wanted to intervene, but he didn't move to stop him.

“Isn't the tunic made to be put in water, Father?” Marcus let the tunic soak in the holy water.

Marcus pulled it out seconds later, and I moved closer to him.

The tunic was still intact, but it was sticking to Marcus's hand. 

It had also become somewhat translucent (as thin clothing does when wet).

“Now, I'm no expert, but… wouldn't this tunic expose all parts if the wearer was submerged underwater?”

I looked back at Father Pierre.

But his voice only faltered, and he stammered on his words.

“Wh… what should it matter!? It's between God and the wearer!” He turned to me. “It'll be only me, you and God in the room, there's no shame…!”

I pursed my lips, almost ready to agree with him if Marcus hadn't interrupted.

“Don't be pretentious, Father. We both know you use the concept of a higher power to mask the belief that you see yourself as such.” Marcus's words never fell, almost as if he practiced saying this over and over.

“Stop it! Stop it, both of you!” I screamed and clutched handfuls of my hair. I ignored Father Pierre's excuses to try to justify himself further. I didn't give Marcus any more glances, either.

I started to walk faster toward the exit, but someone grabbed my wrist.

“Wait, please child! It- It isn't… oh, forget it. My intentions were wrong but please… Marcus, he … he isn't sane! He's been-”

I snatched my wrist away.

“You make me sick.” I spat and ran out.

My mind was spinning with ways to justify what I heard.

I've only known Father Pierre for a couple of weeks, but it feels like I've known him for years… maybe even decades.

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It has gone dark and I've finally reached my bed. I've decided to put this all behind me and focus on other things. Like apologizing to Omar and Vanessa.

I opened my messages and began texting Omar.

However, after sending it, Omar viewed my message but didn't reply. I don't blame him.

Vanessa was next. I opened up her contact, but she beat me to it.

Could you meet me at ____________ in 15?

I have something to confess.

Okay 👍

Also, Vanessa, I'm sorry for not believing youand Omar

It's alright.

It's not your fault.

It never is.

I closed my phone and got up to get dressed. Vanessa's message flew by my head. 

I put on some grungy clothing and went out to my front door. My TV was blaring, I must have left it open.

While walking to the living room, I noticed the news displayed on the TV. It was old news recaps. 

And lo and behold.

Father Pierre's picture was on the screen with the caption: 

“Church priest, Pierre Pierson, who was found guilty of multiple claims of grooming and rape, was released earlier this month. The public is…”

I really dodged a bullet thanks to Marcus.

Who knows what would've happened if he wasn't there?

I closed the TV and walked out of my apartment. 

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I reached the place where Vanessa wanted to talk. In reality, it was just an alleyway.

It's not a dark alleyway, it's located between a diner and an old apartment complex, and it had SOME light brightening it. As far as I know, this alleyway leads into the park.

As I entered the alleyway, I saw Vanessa a few feet away. She noticed me and walked up, her face was gloomy, but she wasn't crying, yet.

“Vanessa? What's wrong? If this is about Father Pierre, I'm-”

She quickly interrupted me.

“There's no time for apologies. He's listening.”

“Who?”

“Marcus.”

I don't know why that sent chills down my spine.

“Listen, there is something I need to get off my chest.”

“Wait, Vanessa, what's going on-”

“It's about Judy.”

I shut up quickly. 

“Judy?”

“I killed her.”

My heart sank.

“What…?”

“I… I was jealous.” Vanessa's voice faltered as she started to tear up. “She always got to be with you… it was never me. I was always the second choice.”

I felt tears start to form, but I quickly wiped them away. I continued to stay quiet and listen.

“You don't understand how… painful it is… How many times I've had to watch my heart being stepped on… How much taunting I've endured.”

She lifted her head and we made eye contact.

“You don't remember, do you? … Each time it resets… you forget, but we don't. Every time… it's never enough for him.”

“Marcus…?” I finally managed to blurt out.

Vanessa stayed silent, and somehow that answered my question.

“Judy… she's… she's never killed herself before. She's always so strong. She resented him so much… I guess it was really too much this time.”

“I… I don't understand…”

“This time it's different, though. I can feel it… this time… there won't be a reset.”

Vanessa's voice dropped as she stared me down. She wasn't even staring me down, more so looking right through me. 

Nothing made sense. 

A reset??

Before I could question more, time stopped.

Not literally, but it felt like it was slower.

A baseball bat swung out of the darkness, hitting Vanessa on the back of her head. 

I watched as her body dropped dead onto the floor.

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[halstudandruz]

Best of Me ~ Part 3

*Not my gif*

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Requested: Yes

Prompt: After a night of drinking you learn you seem to be missing something.

Part 1 here // Part 2 here

Warnings: Swearing

Good lord you were never drinking again. That was your first thought as you opened your eyes the next morning only to quickly shut them. You had no idea where you were but judging by the familiar mix of cinnamon and vanilla wafting through your nostrils you would guess you somehow made it into your bed the night prior. Slowly pulling yourself out of bed you inwardly begged your head to stop pounding. Trudging down the hall and stairs in search of medicine. Hoping it hadn’t moved since the last time you were home.

“Where were you last night?” Your mother sat at the table peeling potatoes. For what you already knew would be some type of casserole for Vanessa’s family. Watching as you headed straight for the medicine cabinet.

“Out with my friends, you knew that.” You mumbled trying to keep your voice at a low tone.

“I thought you’d be out for an hour or two not until 2am when I heard you come crashing in.” The mom voice automatically had you cowering until you remembered you were an adult. Silently cheering when you grasped the advil.

“It’s nice to be together right now. Did you happen to forget I’m an adult who’s about to get married?” You rolled your eyes shaking two pills into the palm of your hand, man you had forgotten how easily your friends could drink you under.

“No, just making sure you haven’t either.” She remarked.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You mumbled before taking a drink of your water to wash the medicine down.

“You know exactly what I mean, [Y/N].” She said matter of factly.

“I went out with a group of old friends. Some of whom I haven’t seen in years and who are also grieving one of my best friends. That’s it.” You ended the conversation walking back towards the steps or so you thought before you heard her mutter,

“For an engaged woman your hand looks a little bare.” Just as you reached the landing, stopping you in your tracks.

Shit. Your ring! You looked down hopelessly at your left hand willing it to somehow appear. Luke was going to kill you. How could you lose a $300,000 engagement ring? This wasn’t happening. You distinctly remembered wearing it the night prior, the image of Jay looking forlorn in the corner of the table as your friends gushed over the rock popping into your head.

“Okay, deep breaths.” You coached yourself, taking a deep inhale, trying to ignore the way your head began to pound even harder than before. You just had to remember what happened last night. Anything that happened last night. You went in search of your phone hoping it would have some answers to the puzzle, but all that was there was a text from Cody in your group text wondering who would be driving to the funeral today. Scrolling through your phone in a panic you quickly opened a FaceTime call to Sydney, darkness on her end popping up within a few seconds.

“What the fuck happened last night?” You asked as soon as Sydney answered the phone with a groan. Barely able to make out her features in her dark room.

“Bro you’re gonna need to bring it down a notch.” She replied barely above a whisper.

“I’m literally already whispering.” You shot back, but to be fair talking in general was only making your headache worse.

“Did you know we’re not 20 anymore? I never knew hangovers could be this bad.” She complained.

“Yeah hard agree over here, but seriously Syd-“ You tried to ask again before she caught you off,

“Oh wait Emily’s calling let me add her to the convo.” The line went silent until you watched Emily’s face appear on your screen,

“Are you guys as hungover as me? Who the hell let us drink that much?” She immediately complained, but she looked much better than the two of you and much happier too.

“Yeah yeah we’re all hungover and old. Can we please focus on the bigger issue here?” You pleaded.

“Which would be?” Emily asked.

“I can’t find my ring.”

“Your engagement ring?” Her eyebrows shot up.

“Yes, my engagement ring!” The urgency was taking over your voice.

“Oh well probably for the best.” She shrugged.

“Not right now.” Your voice was harsh. It wasn’t that your friends didn’t like Luke, it was just that they didn’t know him very well and they were still caught up in this hope that you and Jay would somehow rekindle an epic romance. Like something out of a Nicholas Sparks novel. Like somehow the past would become the present again.

“Well did you ask Jay if he’s seen it?” Emily offered.

“Why would I ask Jay, exactly?” Confusion floating deeper into your brain.

“Cause you left with him?” Emily stated matter of factly.

“I did what?” You exclaimed, just as you heard a loud chuckle come from Sydney.

“Oh shit, yeah you did I completely forgot about that!” Sydney got out between laughs.

“Does someone care to explain to me why two of my best friends and bridesmaids for my upcoming wedding let me go home with another guy. My ex nonetheless.”

“Come on girl, don't act like you don't already know the answer to that.” Sydney smirked.

“I’m not gonna lie to you, I was more concerned with booking my own dick appointment at the time.” Emily answered and you noticed the obvious smirk.

“Ooh, please refresh my memory again.” You were suddenly intrigued.

“Hey, scrambled or sunny side up? Oh sorry didn’t realize you were on the phone.” The familiar voice interrupted your conversation off screen, but it didn’t take you longer than a second to realize who it was.

“All good, it's just the girls, but surprise me.” Emily beamed.

“You got it.” Cody answered.

“Andddd,” Emily held up her finger until you heard the door close in the background, “go.” She pointed to the screen giving you and Sydney green light to react.

“No fucking way!” You exclaimed right as Sydney let a squeal out, earning a generous giggle from Emily.

“I know right!”

“I’m never getting drunk again. I miss out on all the good stuff!” You complained.

“And I can assure you it was indeed good! As much as it sucked I really think the years of sexual tension made it so much more special.” Giddiness seeping through her voice.

“Well I’d fucking hope so. After 10 years of pining after each other the sex better have been worth the wait.”

“You guys don’t think it was..wrong?” She asked after a beat of silence, “It’s just..like you said I’ve been trying to make this happen for a decade and of all times we finally hook up the night of our best friends viewing. And well.. morning of the funeral.”

“Em shut up Ness would’ve loved every part of this.” You tried to reassure.

“Yeah, I mean she was rooting for you two almost as much as she was rooting for [Y/N] and Jay.” Sydney included. It was true, Vanessa was your biggest supporter in your relationship with Jay and was probably almost as devastated as you when it ended and she had also been trying to push Emily to make a move on Cody since high school. So, she would’ve been proud.

“Seriously Syd?” You grumbled.

“What? Everyone knows it.” She dismissed your annoyance.

“Doesn’t mean we have to voice it.. anyway they do say grief is the best aphrodisiac.” You added.

“They aren’t lying. I mean you know full well how many times I’ve imagined this but I’m not kidding when I say..” her hands appeared in front of the camera attempting to give you a visual measurement, Sydney loudly groaning and covering her eyes when the door to her bedroom opened again.

“Bon appetit!” Cody appeared in front of the phone plate full.

“You’re so sweet.” Emily’s grin covered her face.

“Just looking at that makes me want to barf.” Sydney complained, still reeling from her obvious hangover.

“Considering your FaceTime is working I would venture a guess that your text messages must also be working.” Cody laid down beside your friend.

“Dude, I can’t even stand up vertically yet without the room spinning so no I am not planning on driving.” Sydney shot at her brother.

“Would it have killed you to text that back a half hour ago?” He bickered.

“Honestly, yes I really believe it might’ve.” She admitted.

“Can you not be dramatic for like 10 seconds?” He huffed.

“One, you already know the answer to that. Two, I’ll probably just ride with my parents.” You jumped in.

“What? But we all agreed last night we would go together.” The look of disappointment came over his face.

“She doesn’t remember anything from last night. Including where her ring is.” Emily filled, what you were guessing was her now boyfriend, in.

“Oh shit. Did you tell your man? I’d be so pissed.” Cody winced.

“He’ll just give her his credit card to go buy a new one no worries.” Sydney joked, except she was probably right. He didn’t even pick out the first one. You recently found out he sent his assistant to pick one.

“Thank you for the calming words of reassurance guys. Much appreciated.” You rolled your eyes.

“Oh we’re just kidding [Y/N/N].”

“Did you ask Jay? I saw you guys leaving together last night?” Cody wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“No.” You answered straight and to the point.

“So, what happened? Did you guys.. ya know? Or..?” He continued to push the subject.

“Do I need to reiterate for the third time that you guys got me so wasted that I don’t remember anything!” Your voice raised, getting more stressed at the pressure of being clueless begging your brain to give you any snippets of the night.

“Dude, not cool.” Sydney groaned, visibly holding her hand over her eyes.

“Sorry Syd. I gotta go, my mom needs help with her casserole.” You sighed, displeased with the lack of information your friends held.

“Wait do y-“ Emily tried to question before you exited the call.

You were beginning to feel nauseous again, moving to lay back down against your pillows, closing your eyes to take a few deep breaths. Figuring you should probably text back the group before Cody had a meltdown you moved to pick your phone back up just as it pinged. Heart fluttering as the name you hadn’t seen in years popped up on your screen.

Missing something?

The text read, accompanied by a picture of your ring. Relief and anxiety flooded you at the same time. Your ring was safe, but why was it laying on what was obviously Jay’s night stand?

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[leffee]

FNAF MOVIE SPOILERS under the cut

I know I'm like the 23434th person talking about it but I need to let it out somewhere. Just watched the fnaf movie and it was actually awesome, 10 Foxys out of 10! It's just-it's just *heavy breathing* likeee you don't understand. I admit, not a fnaf fan wouldn't probably enjoy it, or at least not to much, but for a fnaf fan it was perfect. You don't fucking understand aaa. Seeing those animatronics move and do stuff felt so good, my boy Foxy got quite a lot of attention too which just makes me so happy!! (No Freddy x Foxy moments though ;-;/j).

The intro or like the beggining was animated in a similiar style of those fnaf 2 minigames and it actually was so nice to see. A goddamned Balloon Boy made a sort of appearance which is just great, springlock failure actually happened (Foxy just kinds dragged him xd while this was happening) and it was initiated by Cupcake of all the animatronics xD. Uhuh what elseee, I really thought everyone knew that already, but I actually heard gasps when Steven Raglan was in Golden Bonnie suit and turned out to be William Afton, so I guess some people were surprised, good stuff! And and, it turns out that William Afton was officer Vanessa's father? I wouldn't even talk about this but genuinely it got the most attention from audience? Idk why. I mean, apparently this Vanessa and Vanessa from Security Breach are like kinda the same person? I think? I mean, they have the same name, and look the same really, but then again fnaf has a history of naming differnt chcaracters the same name. Do keep in mind that I never actually got around to SB, so I don't really know much about Vanessa, I just know she's there, so maybe that looks better with that context.

ND GUESS FUCKING WHAT, folks were right, fuccing MatPat has a cameo and actually fucking said "It's just a theory" omg, at first I somehow didn't even realize it was him, only when a person next to me said "MatPat!" did I realize (no Markiplier cameo though :c). And actually the best thing of all, something that everyone wanted and hoped for but weren't sure if it would happen, but yes, it did - there was Living Tombstone's "Five Nights at Freddy's" playing during the credits, what a goddamned joy, I was really so happy to hear it. A bit disappointed that none of the main characters died, I really was hoping at least Abby would die (also she was annoying lol), but unfortunately no. Max's death was great, genuinely so good.

Uhh I think that's all, I just needed to let it all out somewhere bc I have noone else to talk about it to. And since like 1 hour mark I needed to go to toilet but didn't want to miss anything so I just sat there for another hours xd. I tried to find a good moment but I was afraid to miss something. Anyway, I understand why as for now literally every single screening of this movie at my local cinema had almost full cinema hall. Genuinely, there were like few seats that weren't taken. Great movie, great fnaf, great Foxy.

(Also I can finally unblock all the fnaf tags. I blocked them for a few days to avoid spoilers but now I finally can see them again)

#fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf movie spoilers #I can go back to reality now :)) #watch it

[trashyswitch]

The Invisible Sensors

Sun is getting some more sensors placed onto his body. After some testing, everything's ready to go. And then the kids come in to test out this new feature.

This fanfic is for Bread anon! I give you this gift of different breads 🍞🥯🫓, and I provide you this fic! I hope you enjoy! 💜

Sun was standing in place as someone continued to work on his bodily functions. Sun didn’t really know who this person was. There wasn’t even a nametag on the person. All he knew was that the person, who looked like a technician, was wearing the typical Pizzaplex attire. 

“So…How’s your day going?” Sun asked. 

The person looked at Sun. “It’s night time, Sun.” 

Sun blinked and looked down. “...Oh.” he replied. 

The technician continued to plug in wires and install many see-through things that looked like tape.

Wait…

Sun widened his eyes when he realized those tape pieces looked very similar to those invisible sensor strips that were installed 6 months ago.

Yes, Sun remembered that all too well. 

“Are those sensor strips?” Sun asked. 

The Technician sighed as he stuck the longer strip vertically down Sun’s right rib region. “Yes, they are.” The technician replied. 

Sun looked down in embarrassment. If he could properly blush, he probably would’ve at that moment. 

It didn’t take long for the technician to hook everything up and get to testing. The technician put on some gloves and grabbed out a few items. He pulled out a feather, a brush, and a paintbrush. 

The technician held up Sun’s arm. “Test 1 at 11:59: Feather.” The technician said as he started fluttering the feather on the vertical rib sensor. 

Sun squealed and started giggling right away. “Eheheheek! Hehehey!” 

“Test 1: Feather is a success.” The technician said. 

Sun was still slightly giggling even after the technician removed the feather. 

“Test 2 at 12:01: Paintbrush.” The technician said as he started fluttering the paintbrush on the same area. 

Sun squeaked and giggled a bit louder and higher. “EEEhehehehehehe!” Sun giggled. 

Test 2: Paintbrush is a success.” The technician said. 

Sun kept giggling for a few more seconds before looking at the Technician. 

“Test 3 at 12:03: Hairbrush.” The technician said as he started brushing the same vertical sensor strip. 

Sun threw his head back and cackled wildly. “OHOHOHO NOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAP!” Sun laughed. 

The technician smiled. “Test 3: Hairbrush is a success.” 

Sun hung his head in simulated tiredness. He wasn’t breathing heavily, due to not needing to breathe. But he did look visually tired. 

“The Daycare Attendant’s sensors are ready.” The technician told the recorder. 

Sun smiled and looked at the invisible sensors that were added to his body while the technician left the daycare. He tried touching the sensors, but he noticed he wasn’t reacting like a person normally would. He remembered trying out the sensors in a very similar way the first time he received the first set of sensors. And that first time, he didn’t react to his own touch. 

A few hours later, the kids gasped as Vanessa made an announcement in the daycare. 

“Boys, girls and kids, may I have your attention?” She called.

All the kids went quiet as they looked over at Vanessa, whose mouth was close to the mic. “Sun, your daycare attendant and playmate, is now ticklish! You can tickle tickle tickle the sun! Use your fingers, your mouth, or your hair to tickle sun as much as you want.” Vanessa declared. 

The kids all laughed and cheered as they started chasing Sun, repeating the words “Tickle tickle!” and “Tickle Sunny!”. 

Sun was running around the daycare, trying to get away from all the kids. “No! Kids, please! Why don’t we finger paint? Or play with googly eyes? Or glitt-GAAAH!” Sun screamed as his leg was grabbed. 

In no time at all, Sun was tackled to the ground. With Sun down, the kids all crawled on him and immediately started playing ‘tickle monster’ with him. They started trying to tickle different spots they knew of, like the armpits and the belly. 

Sun squealed and giggled as his armpits were tickled by one person each. “Ohohoho nohohohoho! Kihihihids!” Sun reacted. 

“Tickle da sides!” another kid said. 

“Tickle tickle, Sunny sun!” A girl teased, wiggling her fingers at him. 

“Boop! Boop boop! Boop-boop boopboop, boop!” Another kid said as he poked the left side. 

Sun threw his head back and laughed in a quiet to moderate volume. The little kids’ fingers didn’t tickle as much as the hairbrush or the paintbrush did during testing. But the amount of fingers that were trying to tickle him, was making his laughter a little louder than expected! It was just ticklish enough to make him let out fits of laughter. 

A little girl suddenly gasped. “He ha’ a bewwy button!” the little tot reacted, before poking his belly button region. 

Sun squeaked and squealed as he rolled around on the blocky floor, giggling and laughing. As much as it tickled so much, he wasn’t complaining. The kids were actually showing interest in him for once! 

In fact, it looked like the kids were absolutely LOVING this new upgrade! They had never been this eager to play with sun before! Yes, the kids liked Sun. But there was always something that felt…off about this sun character. But all those worries went right out the window the moment the kids heard Sun was ticklish just like them. 

“Ohohokahahahay, ihihihi neeheheheed ahaha breheheheak!” Sun told them. 

But the kids were too hooked on their mission to even consider stopping. It was way too fun to tickle Sun! Sun was actually fun now! Why would they stop doing something so fun?! 

“Hehehehellooohohoho? Cahahahan sohohomeone hehehehelp?” Sun asked. 

“Sorry Sun…This is the excitement before the storytime. You just gotta wait out the excitement for the kids to calm down again.” Vanessa told the kids. 

“Ihihi hahahave aha behehehetteheher ihidehehea!” Sun declared. 

Vanessa smiled and crossed her arms. “What’s your idea?” 

Sun pointed at Vanessa. “Tihihickle Vahahanessa!” Sun yelled. 

Vanessa widened her eyes. “Um…No.” Vanessa replied. 

The kids all paused their hands. “Huh?” 

“Tickle who?” A kid asked. 

“Vana? Who’s Vana?” Another kid asked. 

“Tihickle her!” Sun told the kids, pointing to the blonde-haired girl behind the technician desk. 

“Tickle ME?!” Vanessa reacted, holding her own chest in surprise. 

The kids gasped and squealed in excitement. “TICKLE TICKLE VANA!” They yelled a second apart from each other as they ran towards Vanessa. 

“Tickle Vaneya!” Another kid declared, hugging Vanessa’s leg.  

“Tickle hat girl!” Another toddler yelled, hugging the other leg.

“Tickwish girl with da yellow hair!” Another taller toddler said next, grabbing Vanessa’s hand and pulling her down. 

With both her legs grabbed and gripped by children, she wasn’t able to stop herself from falling onto the blue, blocky ground. 

Sun watched as the kids started tickling Vanessa on many ticklish spots at once. 

Vanessa’s laughter soon filled the room. And it was much stronger than Sun’s laughter was. “BAHAHahahahaha! NOHOHohohoho! Kihihids, quihihit ihihihit!” Vanessa yelled. 

Sun walked up to Vanessa and grabbed her arms before raising them above her head. Vanessa squealed and cackled the moment 4 kids started tickling both her armpits at once. 

“SUHUHUN, LEHEHET GOHOHOHO!” Vanessa yelled. 

Sun laughed. “Nah…I’d rather watch you get tickled and teased by the kids all day.” Sun replied. 

Vanessa squealed when she felt 2 kids tickling her belly. “NAhahahaha! Nahahahahat thehehere! Nahahahat myhyhy behehellyhyhy!” Vanessa begged, struggling to get out of the kids’ grips. 

“Poor Vana! Poor, poor Vana…So stuck, yet so ticklish.” Sun teased. 

“Myhyhy nahahahame ihihis Vahahanehessahaha!” 

“Vahahanehessahaha?! Why, hello Vahahanehessahaha! Nice to meet you! I’m the Daycare Attendant!” Sun declared. 

The kids started laughing at his jokes. 

“So tell me, Vahahanehessahaha: How are you feeling?” Sun asked. 

“Plehehehease stahahahahap!” Vanessa begged. “Gohohoho gehehehet Suhuhuhuhun!” Vanessa told her. 

“Um…Vanessa, my name is not Suhuhuhuhun. It’s The Daycare Attendant! Or Sun, for short!” Sun told her, still doing almost identical laughter to what Vanessa was doing. 

Vanessa was a blushing mess by this point. It was growing tiring being tickled like this. The kids were not even tickling her very much now. She was just being left in fits of giggles from so many little inexperienced fingers. 

“Gehehet Suhuhun! Gehet Sun! Gohoho fohor his feeheheheet!” Vanessa told the kids. 

A few of the kids paused their tickle attack, and looked up at Vanessa with curiosity. 

“His feet?” One kid asked. 

“Tickle Sunny’s feet!” Another kid reacted. 

“Sunny’s feeties tickwish?” a third kid asked. 

Sun started to grow nervous as he heard the kids asking questions and growing curious. No…No no no, they were losing interest in Vanessa! And getting curious about Sun again! 

No! NO! NOOOO! 

Two of the kids ran up to one of Sun’s shoes each, and tried to remove the slippers. But the slippers were permanently attached. So, one of the kids tried tickling the bottom of the slipper. And to everyone’s surprise, Sun started squealing and giggling. 

He had completely forgotten about the sensors that were put on his feet the very first time he was fitted with those sensors…

Sun could hear the strong laughter leaving his mouth. Though his smile was already existent before the tickles, the wide, toothy smile he was fitted with only added to the laughter! 

“WAHAHAhahahahait! Nahahahat myhyhyhy feeeheheheheheet! Whahahat hahahappehehened to tihihicklihing Vahanehessaha?” Sun asked. 

“We got bored, Sun! We tickle you now!” One of the kids told him. 

“Ticky ticky sunny!” Another kid teased. 

“Tickwish biiiig Sunny sun sun!” Another little kid added. 

Sun ended up being tickled for roughly 15-20 minutes before the kids were picked up by their parents and families. The little daycare toddlers would spend hours talking about how ticklish Sun was. 

And Sun…Well…His tickle attacks were not finished for the day…Especially since Moon was watching Sun the whole day. 

And even when the daycare closed, Sun’s laughter didn’t stop…

Not by a long shot…

#fluff #technology #cute #ticklefic #ler!kids #ler!technician #slight ler!moon #switch!sun #lee!vanessa

[vanderwoodlings]

yeah. that’s the moment. a nate/vanessa playlist (x)

Text version of the tracklist (and commentary!) under the cut:

1. “So Alright, Cool, Whatever,” The Happy Fits. How could I ever be so dumb/To believe I’d be the one that you would adore?/I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you/I wanna be barely hanging on! I love the energy of not necessarily being willing to admit how deep you’re in for natessa, especially in the sense of, like, it’s been a day and a half and yet—

1. “So Alright, Cool, Whatever,” The Happy Fits. How could I ever be so dumb/To believe I’d be the one that you would adore?/I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you/I wanna be barely hanging on! I love the energy of not necessarily being willing to admit how deep you’re in for natessa, especially in the sense of, like, it’s been a day and a half and yet—

2. “Cardiac Arrest,” Bad Suns. I'll try my best, how much do I invest?/Like cardiac arrest, high voltage in her lips. Wow I’m so into you where are you at: pt 2

3. “She’s Electric,” Oasis. It’s an extended metaphor! No but like i mean She's electric/She's in a family full of eccentrics/…She is electric, can I be electric too?

4. “Out of My League,” Fitz and The Tantrums. You were out of my league/Got my heartbeat racing/If I die don't wake me/'Cause you are more than just a dream

5. “Wake Me,” Bleachers. Is this the extended imagery playlist? Maybe! But this is also our first definite Vanessa POV song, for when Nate keeps. Leaving. Because he’s got Baggage TM. And I'd rather be sad with you/Than anywhere away from you

6. “Outer Space,” John Grant. I think you must be extraterrestrial/‘Cause you can open up the heavens for me/With just one smile, just one smile, just one smile. When you’re trying something with someone you didn’t grow up with for the first time. Also, ofc, it’s soft!

7. “Wildflowers,” Tom Petty. You belong among the wildflowers/You belong in a boat out at sea/Sail away, kill off the hours/You belong somewhere you feel free. It mentioned sailing and I couldn’t not. But also that idea of ‘I want good things for you, things that you want and no one else’ is such a natessa vibe

8. “Counting Blue Cars (Tell Me Your Thoughts On God,” Dishwalla.

9. “Falling Is Like This,” Ani DiFranco. Like you're trying to fight gravity/On a planet that insists/That love is like falling/And falling is like this. Something about the social pressures and about Nate’s fucked up relationships and about Vanessa being the outsider who no one approves of

10. “I Know Where The Summer Goes,” Belle and Sebastian. There’s just… a vibe to this one? Like, idk, I know where the summer dwells/When your underarm smells/And your kitchen looks like hell just has this kind of very ordinary place that feels so very Them and the way that they were really allowed to be kids around each other

11. “Boy Who Has Everything,” Annika Bennett. I just wish there was something he needs/Some beautiful thing I could be/To keep him from seeing the worst in me. Sad insecure hours… we have entered the breakup zone

12. “Polyester Bride,” Liz Phair. And I asked Henry, my bartending friend/If I should bother dating unfamous men/And Henry said, "You're lucky to even know me/You're lucky to be alive” you know. That Nate vibe

13. “I’m Nothing Without You,” Dylan Gardner. We're barely hanging on a thread, yeah/I'd never go away/To say that it's the only way/‘Cause now I'm here to stay/I could have never felt this way

14. “What Are You Waiting For,” Tantric. Waiting for the world to change/And it's your life and you are/So what are you waiting for?/Do you want me here for you? I’ve always heard the more aggressive and relationship-focused ‘do you want me here or not’ but it generally comes back to this back-and-forth of who are you going to be do you want to be it with me that was so defining to n/v as a ship—and that Nate ended up on the wrong side of :/

15. “You Don’t Owe Me Anything,” Tonight Alive. This is an ‘I fucked up’ song! It’s pretty straight up about it, and it feels very… right, as an n/v goodbye

16. “Peace Sign,” The Front Bottoms. So next time that she sees him/It'll be peace sign, middle finger

17. “Do I Ever Cross Your Mind,” Dolly Parton, Linda Ronstadt, Emmylou Harris. Well, first of all, the entire Trio album is a masterpiece and you should listen to that and not this. Second of all… it’s a softer post-breakup song, for when they’re starting to move back together

18. “Missing You,” Tina Turner. I hear your name in certain circles/And it always makes me smile/I spend my time thinking about you/And it's almost driving me wild

19. “So Far Away,” Carole King. I think we all know about my obsession with nomadic adult Nate, at this point, and I see this one also as a point of really bridging that space between them. Long ago I reached for you and there you stood/Holding you again could only do me good/How I wish I could/But you're so far away

20. “When You’re Gone,” The Cranberries. Everything's stinking/Stinking without you

21. “The Tower,” Vienna Teng. I need not to need/Or else a love with intuition/Someone who reaches out to my weakness/And won't let go. Like, I wouldn’t necessarily say either Nate or Vanessa is ‘the one who survives by making the lives of others worthwhile’ as written in this song, but it’s an element that’s very there in both of them

22. “Bruce Wayne,” Memorecks, Jenna Pemkowski. I stopped comparing Nate to Superman long enough to compare him to Batman. This is Vanessa’s ‘unfortunately the stupid white boy is hot’ song

23. “Two People,” Tina Turner. Two people got to stick together/And love one another, save it for a rainy day/Some people got to stay whatever/And give one another shelter on a rainy day. They’re being protective of one another! In a more mutual and healthy way because they’re more grown up now!

24. “Exit Music (For A Film),” Radiohead. This is the ‘fuck you dad’ section, except both their moms suck as bad if not worse

25. “dear parents,” sundial. I'm scared to love like you do/The only way I know how to/I'm scared to love like you do/‘Cause I don't wanna lose him too. Like, it’s really very important to me that it’s such a bonding point between them, and also that it’s what breaks them up—Nate choosing to go with the van der Bilt way of life—and I just. See it remaining relevant

26. “Baby (You’ve Got What It Takes),” Dinah Washington, Brook Benton. Genuinely just schmoopy songs time. Just sheer warmth. Ooh, it takes a lot of lovin' to make my life complete/Mmm, and it takes a lot of woman to knock me off my feet/And baby, you've got what it takes

27. “Savannah,” Relient K. Yet I know you'll be there/‘Cause you'll know I'll want you to be there/And we'll say hello as you're smiling in love

28. “Heaven,” Brandi Carlile. This one’s one of my favorites from this playlist, because the sense of, like… safety it creates is just so right. Now nothin' can take you away from me/We've been down that road before/But that's over now/…/Baby you're all that I want/When you're lyin' here in my arms

29. “Power Of Two,” Indigo Girls. Baby, I'm here to stop your crying/Chase all the ghosts from your head/I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed/Smarter than the tricks played on your heart/We'll look at them together then we'll take 'em apart/Adding up the total of a love that's true. Tfw you’re traumatized but also super in love

30. “Home to Me,” Devil and the Deep Blue Sea. Okay so I put this one last on the one hand because I couldn’t find a non-live version and I personally Do Not Like when that interrupts the transitions between songs but on the other because of the brilliantly militant refrain of That may be, but you're walking home to me because of the way it says I choose this, no matter if things are fucked, and that’s like. My thesis statement here

Bonus track (unfortunately too shouty to find a proper place in the mix): “Art School Girl,” Stone Temple Pilots. She wears the leather/I wear the makeup. Because they’re bi n gnc together <3

#nate archibald #vanessa abrams #nate and vanessa #natessa #gossip girl #original nonsense #this is a playlist tag #both the covers are originally from senamarais’s screenshots #me: [makes my sibling listen this] #my sibling: not to project but [scarily accurate description of the nv dynamic] #me: can i ask. what the fuck

[beardedmrbean]

PHOENIX -- Brittney Griner strolled down the sideline about 1 1/2 hours before the Phoenix Mercury played Friday night, giving hugs and high-fiving her teammates, coaches and opposing players.

Then it was a little stretching, a little shooting and a little agility work to prepare for a basketball game.

Just like old times.

“I'm grateful to be here, that's for sure,” Griner said. “I'm not going to take a day for granted."

Griner returned to game action for the first time since a nearly 10-month detainment in Russia on drug-related charges ended with a prisoner swap in December. The seven-time All-Star, who missed the entire 2022 season because of the detainment, finished with 10 points and three rebounds in a WNBA preseason game against the Los Angeles Sparks.

The 6-foot-9 Griner looked good, especially considering the long layoff, casually throwing down a one-handed dunk during warmups. She stood with her teammates while the national anthem was played and received a loud ovation from the home crowd when she was introduced before tipoff.

“Hearing the national anthem, it definitely hit different,” Griner said. “It's like when you go for the Olympics, you're sitting there, about to get gold put on your neck, the flags are going up and the anthem is playing, it just hits different.

"Being here today ... it means a lot.”

Mercury coach Vanessa Nygaard said the anthem and introductions were emotional for the entire team.

“We looked at each other and we just had chills,” Nygaard said. “We were here last year for all of it. I'm getting emotional about it now. Just to see her back out there — it's an absolute miracle. It was amazing. It's giving me chills again.”

Once the game started, the 32-year-old Griner immediately went to work, scoring on a turnaround jumper early in the first quarter. A few minutes later, she was fouled on another turnaround and sank both free throws.

She even had a cameo with the medical staff in the third quarter. Teammate Sophie Cunningham went down with a knee injury and Griner helped carry her off the court so she didn't have to put weight on her leg.

“When one of us goes down, we're always right there,” Griner said. “That's one thing about this team — we're always there for each other. We've got each others' backs, big time.”

Griner’s return to the Mercury rekindles hope the franchise can make another run to the WNBA Finals. The former Baylor star helped the franchise win its third title in 2014 and has averaged 17.7 points and 7.6 rebounds during her nine-year career. She was runner-up for Most Valuable Player in 2021, when the Mercury also played in the Finals but lost to the Chicago Sky.

Griner said she was more rusty on the court than expected. But given the trials and emotions of the past 18 months, it was a pretty good night.

“Not where I want it to be, but on the right track,” Griner said. “We're making the right moves.”

Phoenix opens the regular season in Los Angeles next Friday.

#nunyas news #good for her

[uglyshirtsinc]

Idea 1: Vanessa quits her job

This idea is based on my interpretation that the Vanessa we see in Security Breach isn't really her; it's Vanny controlling her. Vanessa's consciousness is there, but all that she can do is just watch, like viewing your own life through an old television.

So after the 3-star ending, Vanessa would be left with a job that requires skills that "she" technically never had. She can't just pull up Vannys memories (which i have her being able to do because extra pain :D) because there are no memories of how to do that job, a final "f*ck you :D" to Vanessa from Vanny before she left.

(I feel this needs a bit more of an explanation. Vanny had an instinctive knowledge of how to use any electronic device, courtesy of Glitchtrap/Afton. This meant that she never had to read any instructions for any of the surveilance equipment that she used on the job. She also never looked down at keyboards when she typed the passwords needed to access the security computers sinceVanny had all the passwords to herself. All this means is that when Vanessa looks back at these memories, they are effectively useless.)

So now all Vanessa has left are her own memories of watching herself push random buttons that do random things. It would be like trying to learn how to fly a plane solely by watching someone else do it.

Vanessa also realizes that she'd have to still assist lost children after hours, a thought that truly scares her. It's not because she doesn't like children, no. In fact, I believe Vanessa used to work really well with children due to her former position as a video game tester/coder. This might not make much sense, but is elaborated upon in idea 2.

It is also stated in the game in one of the logs that you can find that she was not recommended for a position as a security guard, so it just makes sense for her to leave afer being freed.

So she would put in her 2 weeks notice, but not before working out some special deal with the plex that allows her and Greg the gremlin of chaos to visit the pizzaplex whenever they want and for any length of time.

As for what job she would try to go back to? It would be her old job of beta testing and coding. She was evidently very good at it based on those cut AR emails. It might sound like tempting fate, but I think that Vanessa would be a heck of a lot more careful this time if she was put back on the VR project. That assumes that the project is still even active.

That way she can make sure that what happened to her, never happens to anyone again.

HI FIRST OFF I KNOW ID SAID ID ANSWER THEM BEFORE TONIGHT BUT THE BIRTHDAY GIRL GOT STUCK UNDER THE TRAMPOLINE BY HER HEAD AND GOT INJURED AND HONESTLY IT WAS A WHOLE ISSUE, MAYBE NOT AN ANIMATRONIC BEAR BITE BUT A HEAD WOUND IS A HEAD WOUND

im a huge fan of the vanessa under aftons control/vanessa under aftons control personality separation so this is already right up my alley. hopefully she'd learn her lesson and not reassemble random ass tapes left that very obviously arent meant to be there solely for curiosities sake smh

i was tryna think on how working the deal with fazcorp or whatever its called but like, she ran around chasing a third grader in a highly dangerous area where a tiny creepy crawley is in the vents, said animatronics are practically trying to MAUL this kid and it was caught on camera multiple times- with faz franchises record i have no doubt they'd "sweep it under the rug, it's probably fine"

#fnaf #asks #I WANNA ADD THE INJURY PART WAS NOT A JOKE #she stumbled and fell but because shes yknow SEVEN and SHORT she didnt hit the ring but went UNDER it and got nicked really REALLY badly by #a spring #imagine youre me and youre at the store because you had to leave early to stop by your work to fix your schedule and pick up something and- #you got your mom flowers but knows shes stayed late at the party so you call to ask when shes coming home and where a vase is #and the first thing she says upon answering is cant talk ill explain later something happened #at a ONE YEAR OLD CHILDS BIRTHDAY PARTY #THIS WAS THE BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR A LITERAL BABY WHAT DO YOU MEAN SOMETHING HAPPENED #i went back home to wait for my dad to drop off my sister and while im putting away groceries she calls to explain my seven year old niece #is going to need STITCHES because of a HEAD INJURY #and im like okay so my brother (her dad) is taking her to the er right #WRONG ACTUALLY #because we have a military family dynamic and were taught if ya hurt yourself ya wont be taken to the ER and mom'll use duct tape to fix it #and i know our mom was joking when she said it because no parent actually would do that #MY BROTHER APPARENTLY DIDNT BECAUSE THEY STUCK A HEADBAND WITH GAUZE ON HER HEAD AND CALLED IT A DAY???? #anyway tldr my 7 yo niece was at her baby sisters birthday party and got a head injury because she got caught on a spring of a trampoline #anyway shes okay but we're regularly waking her up to make sure she isnt like concussed or smthn #i hope she didnt pick up no diseases or anything from it #lets play the game of will tumblr let me keep all these tags

[chibi-sunrise]

Luminaria - A Different Recommendation for you!

I’ll fight for my justice… And kill yours if I must.

Long ago, this land was home to beasts the size of mountains that have now become petrified. Mana overflowed from their remains, drawing people who sought its power, and civilizations sprang up.

People came to revere these mana-producing creatures, which they named ‘Primordial Beasts.’ They built their lives around them. Thus began the worship of the Primordial Beasts.

Time flowed ever onward, to the present day…

War erupts between the Jerle Federation, an alliance of countries who worship the Primordial Beasts, and the Gildllan Empire, which has enjoyed explosive development thanks to advanced technology. The fires of war burn ever brighter.

Federation knights-in-training, Imperial soldiers, and adventurers who allegiance to neither side…

21 very different people weave the story of their bonds, and the paths they forge through a turbulent age. Will their varying outlooks lead them to hidden truths about the world? You’ll have to play to find out…

“So I’ve looked at all the characters in Luminaria, but none of them interested me. What order should I watch the episodes now? And do I really have to watch all the character episodes to understand the story?”

If you’ve got a lot of free time, and you’re not sure where to start, then you catch watch Luminaria’s story in the order the episodes were originally released. Feel free to watch the anime any time you want too.

Here’s the post on where to watch the story, and here’s the post on where to watch the anime.

(If you want an answer to the second question, then I’ll give you one after the numbered list!)

***The first set of seven episodes were released at the same time on launch. Leo’s had to be played first to unlock the rest of the episodes. The Devs then recommended you play August’s episode next since Leo and August’s 1st episodes introduced the whole Federation and Empire cast between them. So after Leo and August, you can actually watch #3-7 in any order you want.

Order of Release

Leo ep. 1 Budding Heroes

August ep. 1 Checkmate

Alexandra ep. 1 The Sun

Yelsy ep. 1 Flowers for You

Celia ep. 1 The Selection Exam

Lisette ep. 1 Remedial Training

Falk ep. 1 The Lone Falcon

Edouard ep. 1 Departure

Maxime ep. 1 Dreams Beyond My Reach

Ana-Maria ep. 1 Leaving the Birdcage

Hugo ep. 1 The Traitor

Raoul ep. 1 The Self-Described Archaeologist

Michelle ep. 1 Triage

Gaspard ep. 1 The Stooge

Laplace ep. 1 The Witch’s Whim

Vanessa ep. 1 What Needs to be Done

Charles ep. 1 One to Reach the Primordial

Amelie ep. 1 The (Hard) Luck Girl

Lydie ep. 1 The Cataclysmic Genius

Bastien ep. 1 The Strong

Lucien ep. 1 The Secret Blade of Wisdom

Crossroads ep. 1 The Habakiri Incident

Ana-Maria ep. 2 The Little Lady’s Big Adventure

Lisette ep. 2 Entangled Pasts

August ep. 2 Seeds of Despair

Yelsy ep. 2 Sharing a Table with You

Alexandra ep. 2 Pardon for Justice

Celia ep. 2 Mercy and Resolve

Falk ep. 2 The Ghost-Devouring Falcon

Raoul ep. 2 It’s Hard Being the Oldest

Michelle ep. 2 Compromise

Leo ep. 2 The Noble One

Edouard ep. 2 Requirements of a Hero

Maxime ep. 2 Is It Really Love?

Hugo ep. 2 Battlefield of Farewells

ep. final Blossoming Heroes

“Do I really have to watch all the episodes to understand the story?”

Since Tales of Luminaria is an ensemble drama, you pretty much always have to see everything from every character’s perspective if you intend to have the whole, complete story with no loose ends.

THAT BEING SAID!

36 character episodes, each one at least an hour long, is a massive amount of time to invest in! If you just want to understand the “main” part of the story, namely, the conflicting justice between Leo and Hugo, the Federation and the Empire, then I recommend the order from this tweet.

*Some context for this tweet! When EoS was announced for Tales of Luminaria, this user did a write-up for any new players who were interested in playing the game before the servers went down. They recommended the minimum amount of episodes to play before completing the Final Episode, to give new players a chance to at least experience the “main” part of the story before it shut down.

And I think this is still a great recommended order even now for anyone who’s interested in watching the story, but feels intimidated by the time investment.

***The user recommends watching the anime after watching these episodes

Here’s the post on Youtube channels, so you know what to expect from them.

So without further ado, “Luminaria Episode Order for Busy People!”

First - Leo ep. 1 Budding Heroes

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TimeFactor

Iira Ellaos

Divine_Judgment

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Scarfy

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マッチョイ

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Second - Lisette ep. 1 Remedial Training

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Iira Ellaos

Divine_Judgment

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Third - Crossroads ep. 1 The Habakiri Incident

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Fourth - Leo ep. 2 The Noble One

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Fifth (and last) - ep. final Blossoming Heroes

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Iira Ellaos

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Here’s the post on where you can watch the anime!

The tweet also recommends more episodes and the order to watch them in if you’re curious about some of the plot points. But I think you’ll naturally gravitate towards different character episodes if the story’s managed to catch your interest, so it’s up to you!

If you have any questions, then feel free to ask a Luminaria fan what episodes they’d recommend!

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