#when monty is really mad he says fuck

[my-castles-crumbling]

Brilliant

He couldn't remember much. It was hazy. Tongues tangling. A deep voice murmuring his name like a prayer. He'd been pretty drunk. He probably should've known better than to let himself get so out of control.

But the sinking feeling of realizing he woke up unable to remember all of last night was nothing compared to the black hole that formed in his chest when he realized who he woke up with.

Because he would know those stupid Snitch-patterned pajama pants anywhere.

He was in James Potter's bed.

And fuck, he'd been working so hard to not show his feelings. To maintain the carefully-built façade he had around Potter: that he couldn't care less. Because it would really break him to be rejected by the older boy.

And now, barely a day after his Hogwarts graduation (his party had been the night before, courtesy of a very kind Effie and Monty Potter), he'd already fucked it up.

His feelings for James were different. James had, in many ways, saved him. Taken him and Sirius in and looked out for him as he'd recovered form running away. Deflected Regulus's haughty exterior with wide grins and forced Regulus to be social when he wanted to mope. James meant something to Regulus, even if he didn't mean much to James. And that feeling of needing someone...it was horrible.

And to screw it all up by drunkenly snogging James and then sleeping in his bed was probably the stupidest thing Regulus had ever done. He could have chosen anyone. Anyone!

He hoped that James remembered even less than he did from the previous night, and maybe he could lick his wounds in private, pretend that nothing happened last night. So he quietly made to get up.

"I can feel you panicking, Reggie," James's scratchy morning voice suddenly cut through the air, making him jump.

Well. Fuck.

"I-," he began to say, trying not to cry, because that would be mortifying.

But James turned and spoke again, his beautiful hazel eyes cutting into Regulus's soul. "Do you remember what I said last night? You told me to remind you in the morning."

Startled, Regulus shook his head.

James grinned, making Regulus's stomach swoop like he'd missed a step on the stairs. "I was pretty drunk. But...you told me to tell you that I said I'm mad about you. That I've been mad about you for...for ages," he bit his lip nervously and said the next part with a very uncertain voice. "You said the same."

But Regulus was too taken off-guard to confirm. "You...you do?"

"Yes," James nodded, eyes wide. "We probably should've talked about that before-" he gestured to the bed they were both on, "-but we were drunk and it happened, and it was bloody brilliant by the way, and fuck, I'm crazy about you, Reg, I-"

But he was cut off by Regulus's lips on his. "I've been mad about you for ages, too," Regulus whispered as he pressed kisses to the other boy's mouth.

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[suugarbabe]

[Chapter 5]

word count: 4.3k

warning: smut, fingering 18+ content MDNI

an: Theo is not mentioned in this chapter and I’m so very sorry but chapter 6 is very Theo heavy so I hope that makes up for it 🫶🏻

You and Enzo had made a routine of apparating to the club together. You had been doing this for about a week before the incident with Monti, but ever since that night Enzo was very firm that you arrive together. The first few days after it happened, he carried a lot of guilt with him for letting you go to the alley by yourself. It took heavy convincing, but you were pretty sure that you were able to convey how much it wasn’t his fault, and that you were glad he was there to help protect you.

Since that night, Mattheo had barely been around the manor. You could count on one hand the amount of times you actually saw him at the manor over the last two and a half weeks. It was more like you heard him more often than you saw him, and most of the time he was yelling. All of the other boys were being yelled at regularly, but Draco seemed to be taking the brunt of it. You weren’t sure if it was because they were family, but it made you feel kind of bad for him.

It really made you upset not seeing Mattheo that long, not really interacting with him. Maybe upset was not the right word, but if you thought too long about it you felt queasy. There was something about the dynamic between you and Mattheo that made you feel one of two ways, either incredibly, seething, fire burning, hell raging mad - or - light headed and butterfly stomach and warm and yearning and pining and wanting so much of him you thought you might physically implode.

You were thinking about all these things as you were doing mindless work getting the bar ready for the night when Pansy walked into the room, mouth running a hundred miles a minute as you heard her pleading with whoever was on the other end of the cell phone pressed to her ear. When her conversation finally ceased, Pansy set the phone down on the table in front of her. Her head was hung low, like she was trying to recenter herself. You looked over at Enzo, who simply shrugged his shoulders.

In the next moment Pansy was screaming with rage as she pointed her want towards the stage nearest her, deep red exiting her wand and the stage effectively exploding in front of all of your eyes. Your mouth was agape, not expecting to ever see this side of Pansy. Enzo only shook his head in annoyance, taking out his own wand and giving it a swift flick, causing the once exploded stage pieces to slowly float back to their original position until it was like Pansy didn’t have an outburst whatsoever.

“What’s the problem, Pans?” Enzo broke the silence, clearly having dealt with this side of Pansy plenty of times before. Pansy let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. “One of the main stage dancers is not coming in tonight and I have no one to replace her. You know how particular Mattheo is, he’s going to have a fucking aneurysm over this. Roxy is good, but she can’t do the whole stage by herself.” Pansy leaned her head back, closing her eyes and letting out a few more expletives.

Enzo couldn’t contain his amused smirk, “This is why I’m glad I don’t have your position, Pansy. It is far more easy being me than it is being you.” You scoffed, quickly quipping back, “Yeah until you’re basically dying and whining like a toddler when someone is trying to save your life.” Enzo gasped at you, fake hurt in his eyes. But the interaction managed to put a smile on Pansy’s face, if only for a brief moment. “Really, you guys, I’m not sure what I’m gonna do, I really don’t want to deal with an angry Mattheo tonight.”

You gnawed at your bottom lip, wondering if what you were about to say would be helpful or just start another argument. You really wanted it to be helpful, you wanted to show everyone how valuable you could be in a crisis, prove yourself of sorts. Especially after the last time you were given a task you basically caused them to all have to show their darkest sides of themselves in order to save you. You glanced over at Enzo, knowing that immediately after you spoke your thoughts he would protest.

Enzo’s eyes widened before you could even speak, shaking his head as if he already read your mind; which in fairness was highly possible. Regardless, you turned back towards Pansy, the words flowing from your mouth before Enzo could protest for real, “I could do it.” Pansy’s head snapped up at your words, you quickly reasoning as to why it was a good idea, “I wanted to be a dancer when I first came to the club anyway, I know I can do it. Not to mention I watch the stage every bloody night, I could probably do Roxy’s routine in my sleep. And Roxy and I already have a good relationship so there would be like…chemistry or whatever.”

Once again you managed to make Pansy smile. “That’s brilliant!” She exclaimed at the same time that Enzo barked out, “Like bloody fucking hell you are.” Both you and Pansy turned to Enzo glaring. “Okay, remind me to never be in the same room as the both of you when you’re upset, because this is fucking scary,” he took a step back from both of you, “but I’m serious, Angel, no way. Mattheo would fucking kill you if you went up on that stage.”

You rolled your eyes so hard you head went along with it, “Oh, please Enz, Mattheo would never hurt me, let alone kill me.” Enzo scoffed, “Right right, I forget, you guys have that special relationship.” He emphasized the last two words with air quotes. You narrowed your eyes up at the sandy haired boy, “What are you insinuating?” Enzo doubled down, not breaking eye contact with you, “I’m saying that your relationship is different with Mattheo than any of us. He lets you get away with a hell of a lot more than any other person in this family.”

“Oh, bullocks,” you spat back at him. You were irritated beyond belief, Enzo never spoke to you this way. “Fine,” Enzo held his hands up in surrender, “how bout you just go tell him about your little plan then, hmm? I know he’s here.” You looked over at Pansy who just shrugged her shoulders. Turning back to Enzo you crossed your arms stubbornly, “Fine, I’ll go ask him.” Enzo huffed, “Well fine!” You shouldered past him, “Fine!” He called back at you again, “Fine!” For good measure you threw one more over your shoulder, “Fine!” Pansy covered her face with her hands, shaking her head, “You guys are worse than having bloody children, I swear it.”

You walked with determination back towards Mattheo’s office. With each step the air felt like it was getting thicker, but you urged yourself to keep moving, to prove to Enzo (and everyone else) that while you now worked for Mattheo it didn’t mean that he controlled you. With a flick of your wand his office door swung open to reveal an irritated Malfoy and Mattheo with a satisfied smirk on his face that was less than comforting.

“Can we help you?” Draco sneered, clearly annoyed by the boldness of your intrusion. You stood just inside the doorway, arms crossed. You gave Draco an irritated look before turning to Mattheo, “Pansy said one of the main stage dancers isn’t showing up today, so I’m going to replace her. I know the routine and have a good rapport with Roxy so-”

“No.” Mattheo cut you off with a firm statement. You huffed in annoyance, “Yeah that’s not really an option here, boss, if we don’t find someone to go up there then the club will lose money and I know that you don’t really like that and it’s bad for bus-”

“I said no,” Mattheo’s voice boomed again, “I’ve told you before, Birdie, you are not a dancer. You are a bartender. You are not going to be a dancer, will never be a dancer, under any circumstance. Is that clear?” You glared at him, holding his gaze as your lips formed a thin line. You opened your mouth to protest again but Mattheo flicked his wand, mumbling a quick depulso and pushing you back through the doorway before slamming it shut.

You’re a right git, Mattheo, you said to him. No means no, Princess. Don’t play with fucking fire, Mattheo thought back. You stood outside the office trying to weigh out your options. You were about to lean towards just giving up, when you heard Draco’s voice, “C’mon, what’s the harm, really. It’s just one night, and you know she’s right fit, she’d bring in so much money. She’s right about us losing out with just Roxy up there.” You smiled at a bit at Draco actually being on your side, maybe he wasn’t such a tosser after all.

“Absolutely fucking not, she’s not doing it. I swear to fucking Salazar if she goes on that bloody stage it’s your head, Cousin.” You didn’t have to see his face to know Mattheo was seething and poor Malfoy was on the receiving end of it. The fiery anger in his tone only fueled your own further.How dare he think he can decide what you can and cannot do? You didn’t care if he was the owner of the club, he had no right to tell you what decisions you could make. You were tired of him acting like he owned you.

With a deep breath you walked away from the office door, heart pounding as you made your way back to the bar. You felt like your heart beat was in your head with every step you took, the bass of the music in the club not helping ease this. When you got back behind the bar you closed your eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath to try and center yourself. In the time you were in Mattheo’s office a large amount of clientele had appeared, the current dancers working hard to milk them for all their money as Enzo bounced back and forth behind the bar.

As you got to the bar you turned around toward the booze, grabbing the most expensive tequila the club had as you slammed four shots down in front of you.“Y’alright, Angel?” Enzo’s eyes grew wide as you picked up one glass at a time and quickly threw them each back, the alcohol burning your throat in the most calming way. Picking up the last shot Enzo’s large hand enveloped your wrist, “Slow the fuck down, what are you doing? Trying to blackout on the job?”

Your eyes pierced his, a storm of determination brewing behind your pupils, “Enzo, let go of my wrist or I’ll hex your fucking cock off.” He shook his head, stubbornness higher than ever, “No way, Mattheo will have my throat if I let you get fucking sloshed.” You groaned in frustration, rolling your eyes and stomping your foot on the ground like a toddler having a tantrum.

“Why does everyone act like Mattheo is my fucking keeper?” You leaned your head toward the shot, tipping it in to your mouth while Enzo still gripped your wrist. He rolled his eyes at your actions, finally letting go, “Why’re you doing this, Angel? Was I right about the meeting with the good ol’ boss?” You looked toward the stage as the dancer finished up her routine, crawling on her knees and swaying her hips as she picked up the large bills from the stage floor and stuffing them into her bikini top and barely there bottoms.

Enzo followed your gaze, laughing nervously, “Oh no fucking way, hell no. You’re not…no, Angel.” You turned to face him again, pulling off your tank top to reveal your rhinestone bikini top, “Who’s gonna stop me?” You shoved your tank top into Enzo’s chest, walking toward Blaise at the Dj booth to tell him what song you wanted and what stage name to announce. Enzo glanced around the club nervously, praying to Merlin that Mattheo wouldn’t notice, or that at least whatever stage name or song you played didn’t alert him to your little rendezvous.

Enzo stared at you as you walked towards the dancers changing rooms, trying to get you to change your mind, He’s gonna have your ass if you go through with this Angel, you know that don’t you? Entering where the rest of the dancers were you just shook your head, answering Enzo, Let him! You quickly found Roxy, walking up to her and telling her your plan. She gave you a questioning look, but after assuring her that Mattheo would only be upset with you and not her, she helped you get ready, hair, makeup, the works before going towards the main stage entrance.

As Mattheo left his office to find Pansy and talk solutions, Blaise began introducing the next entertainers to come on. Being none the wiser to your plan, he did everything you asked. Flicking a few switches on his sound board the main stage began to illuminate, catching the attention from most of the patrons and earning some whoops and hollers from those that were excited for the main event.

Blaise held his wand to his throat in the booth, doing his introductions, “Please welcome to the main stage your favorite girl R-R-R-R-Rooooxxxxyy,” he drawled out. “And accompanying her tonight is someone new to the stage,” at this Mattheo stopped dead in his tracks. He looked over towards the bar only to find Enzo looking towards the ceiling and avoiding his eye contact. He looked across the club at Pansy, who was holding her hands up in surrender. Blaise’s voice continued, “Let’s give a very warm and wallet generous welcome to…” Blaise paused for dramatic effect, lowering the lights around the stage and putting a small spotlight at where you were about to walk out, “Cherrí.”

The amount of whistles and cheers that occurred when you stepped out into the light was almost deafening. You tried to give your most sultry smirk as you walked toward the pole opposite Roxy. You grabbed hold of the cool steel as you began walking in a slow circle, Blaise putting on the song you requested; Cherry Pie.

You grabbed hold as high at your height would allow as the lyrics began, following Roxy’s typical routine and pulling the bottom half of your body up the pole, hooking your knee around the bar and leaning backwards as it spun, now hanging upside down while you grabbed the pole above you

She's my cherry pie

Cool drink of water, such a sweet surprise

Tastes so good, makes a grown man cry

Sweet cherry pie, yeah

Maneuvering your body around the pole proved to be a lot easier than you anticipated. Following Roxy’s lead you would stay on the pole while she walked and danced around the stage, shedding a layer of clothing here and there and crawling seductively towards the bills that were being thrown on stage. When she walked back toward the other pole, you took a deep breath, knowing it was your turn to do what she called crowd work. You took one last spin on the pole, the whistles from the men directly in front of you fueling your adrenaline along with the song you chose.

Swingin' to the drums

Swingin' to guitar

Swingin' with the bass

In the back of my car

Ain't got money

And I got no gas

But we'll get where we're goin'

If we swing real fast

I scream, you scream

We all scream for her

Well, don't even try 'cause

You can't ignore her

You slowly slid the skirt you wore down your thighs, the man in front of you’s eyes roaming your body like you were his last meal. You shimmied your hips, pulling your skirt down teasingly slow and bending over in front of the men to give them a full view of your arse. Bills flew to the stage as you finally stepped out of your skirt, sinking to your knees and spreading them wide to sit back on your heels. You let your hands roam up your body, over your breasts causing the hanging rhinestones to shake and glimmer in the light, then dragged your hands up and into your hair, throwing your head back as you bounced slightly on your knees.

Crawling on your hands and knees across the stage you were sure to arch your back, swinging your hair back and forth in time with the song, throwing winks at men that looked like they wanted to tear you apart like an animal but instead threw money on the stage. Walking back over to you, Roxy held out her hand, helping you up slowly so your body’s slowly dragged against each other as you stood up, giving the whole audience a show.

The song ended and Blaise turned on an interlude as you and Roxy maneuvered around the stage to grab the bills that were left. As you were picking up some bills while still trying to look sexy and sultry on your hands and knees a man held out a large bill in front of your face. You reached out your hand, but he quickly grabbed your wrist. You were about to protest or even hex whoever it was. But as soon as you saw the tattoos on the fingers that held you all your nerve endings tingled.

Slowly, you looked up. Taking in the sharp black suit jacket, crisp black dress shirt, all to go along with the onyx eyes that belong to Mattheo Riddle. To any average onlooker it would seem like there was a glint of playfulness in his eyes. But you’d seen that look before, many times during your lessons. If this look told you anything, it was that you were going to regret your last few decisions.

His voice was low when he spoke, you almost had to lean closer to even hear him as he grit his words through his teeth, “Office. Now.” It was a command and not one you were going to ignore. You sat on your bum, swinging your legs over the edge of the stage. Despite his rage Mattheo still assisted you. Grabbing your hips, albeit harshly, and lifting you off the stage and setting you down on your feet.

Once standing he gripped your wrist again, leading you to his office like a child about to be scolded. You looked toward the bar, Enzo meeting your gaze and miming locking his lips as if to assure you he didn’t tell the boss on you. Once in his office Mattheo released his hold on you, “Sit.” You walked toward the chair in front of his desk before his voice cut through the silence once more, “Not there. On the desk. Facing my chair.”

You gulped, trying your best to keep your face stoic despite the rising heartbeat in your chest. You walked slowly around his desk, slowly lifting and perching yourself atop. The wood was cool against your bare thighs, Mattheo not even giving you a chance to put more clothes on before dragging you through the club. So there you sat, clad in only your bikini top and thin panties. You tried your best to control your breathing as Mattheo came to stand in front of you.

He gripped each one of your thighs just above the knee, his touch setting your skin aflame. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from his hands splayed across your legs, squeezing the flesh as he spoke to you, “Are you proud of yourself?” You tore your eyes from his hands and looked up at him, confusion clearly written on your face. “Oh, don’t play innocent now, Princess. Not after that fantastic performance you gave,” he wore a shit eating grin as your face fell. Mattheo’s grip on your thighs tightened slightly as he spread your legs wide enough to step between them.

“I was just-” Mattheo gripped your throat, effectively silencing you before you could begin. “Ah, ah. It’s my turn to talk, you just get to sit there and listen.” A shiver ran up your spine as his hand that was still on your thigh slid up higher. “You really pissed me off just now, Birdie. Blatantly defying me after I told you no. I told you from the beginning, no dancing, and yet what did you fucking do?” He hung his head, letting out a light chuckle as his thumb kneaded the inside of your thigh, “Do you know why I won’t let you dance, Princess?”

You shook your head the best you could with the grip he had on you. His smirk grew in to a devilish grin as he leaned in close, whispering in your ear, “Because if you’re going to be a slut for anyone, it’s going to be me, and only me, do you understand, Princess?” You nodded, squirming on the desk at his words. Mattheo met your gaze, taking in your current state of desperation, “Do you like that, Princess? The idea that you only get to be the perfect little slut for me?” He slid his hand between your thighs, dragging two fingers along your folds over your panties. He smirked at the dark wet spot that was already forming, pressing his thumb lightly against your clit. You jolted at the contant, a pathetic whimper leaving your throat.

“All this for me, Princess? Or is some of this for all those men throwing dirty bills at you being a whore?” You groaned at the degrading words, shaking your head, “N-no, it’s all for you, Teo. I swear, just for you.” Mattheo growled at the nickname, eyes darting down quickly to your parted lips before meeting your gaze again, “Good, because it’s about time for everyone to know who you fucking belong to.” With the grip he had on your throat he finally brought your lips to his. The kiss was anything but gentle, lips harshly pressed against one another as his thumb started circling your clit again. You whimpered at the action, Mattheo taking the opportunity to allow his tongue to explore your mouth.

As his lips trailed lower, along your jaw and to your neck, his fingers gripped the top of your panties before tugging harshly and ripping the thin material off your body. You gasped and could feel Mattheo smirk against your skin. When he found a particular spot to suck and bite near your collarbone he ran his finger up your folds, coating them in your slick before circling two fingers over your clit. “Fuck…” you moaned out, trying your best to take in all the pleasure you were receiving.

Mattheo’s lips found yours again as he circled his fingers around your hole teasingly, swallowing the whimpers as they left your lips. Without warning he slipped a finger deep inside your cunt, your back arching and bringing your chest flush to his. “Fuck, Princess, you’re so fucking tight, don’t know how you’re ever gonna take my cock when you can barely take a finger,” Mattheo groaned against your lips. You mewled against him, hands gripping the edge of the desk like a vice, unsure if you were able to touch him or not, but too lost in the pleasure you were feeling to try.

He added a second finger, thumb finding purchase on your swollen clit, slowly finger fucking you on his desk. He broke his lips from yours to watch your cunt swallow his fingers over and over as he pumped them into you. “Fuck, Princess, you’re taking my fingers so well. Those other men would die to be in my position right now, but that’s not who you want, is it, pretty girl?” You shook your head vigorously, chest heaving. “Words, gorgeous, let me hear them. Let me hear what I’m doing to you.”

You tried to keep your eyes from rolling in the back of your head and answer him, “N-no, fucking hell-” Mattheo curled his two fingers now with every outward thrust, pushing against your g-spot in the most delicious way no one else every had. The blissful stretch created an overwhelming feeling of pleasure, “Don’t want them, j-just want you.”

You could feel the pressure building inside you, the waves of pleasure clouding your vision. He quickened his pace, his long fingers hitting places you have never been able to reach and sending jolts of electricity through your entire body. His thumb made tight circles over your clit and you clenched around his fingers. “I can feel you clenching around me, Princess. Come on, be a good girl and let go f’me.” It was like his permission was all your body was waiting for as you fell over the edge into your orgasm.

Your vision blurred as you let out a pornagraphic moan, Mattheo continuing to finger you through your high, your legs shaking with pleasure. As your breathing calmed Mattheo slowly slid his fingers from your cunt. He stuck out his tongue, bringing the glistening digits to his mouth before lewdly sucking them clean causing you to clench around nothing.

“I swear to Salazar I can’t wait to fucking devour that cunt of yours,” he grabbed hold of your thighs, gripping them tightly as he captured your lips in another searing kiss. You couldn’t help but moan at the taste of yourself on his tongue. Mattheo rested his forehead on yours, his own chest rising and falling along with yours to catch your breath. “Never forget that you’re mine, Princess.” He leaned back slightly, grabbing hold of your chin. His eyes held an intensity to them as they locked with yours, your breath hitching in your throat as he spoke three final words.

“I own you.”

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[tangledbea]

I was originally just going to ask just about new dream, but I'm curious as to what love language all the gang has based on their personalities!

Eh, I haven't answered this one in a while (though I have definitely answered it before).

First, I'm going to preface this by saying that I don't think that most people have only one love language. And I don't just mean how they perceive love and how they show love. I mean, in general, most people have more than one.

Rapunzel: Rapunzel spent her entire life with Gothel, who regularly put her down, denied her hugs and comfort, left her all alone (or so she thought) in the Tower, and acted like everything she did for her was a big fucking deal. The only thing Gothel did was bring her things: paint, fabric, seeds to grow flowers, wax for making candles, a guitar...

Therefore, Rapunzel feels loved when people spend time with her. She's extremely touchy-feely and loves hugs and holding Eugene's hand or his arm, giving and receiving kisses, even platonically. When people do things for her, she's over the moon, and she will bend over backwards to do things for those she loves. But she seems the least impressed with receiving gifts, and when she does like it, she attributes it to acts of service more than gift-giving. However, she gives gifts as her first line of trying to get on someone's good side. (Look at how she tried to win over Monty, and how she tried to make Cassandra "feel better" on the Day of Hearts.)

Eugene: Eugene grew up with nothing and (as of the movie) no one. He fashioned himself a persona that didn't need anyone, but he was lying to himself.

Eugene thrives on quality time, which is why he's constantly planning dates for him and Rapunzel. He loves gifts, because he loves being pampered and spoiled. He's actually really big on physical affection, even though he tried to deny that he was. He needs words of affirmation, to be reassured that he's handsome, smart, brave, good. The one he's least keen on is acts of service, because he's so used to taking care of himself (not that he rejects acts of service). However, he gives acts of service so readily. He's self-sacrificial for those he loves.

Lance: Lance grew up in the same situation as Eugene, but took from it a much different mentality.

Lance wants stuff. Gifts are his favorite. But he's also big on acts of service (asking Eugene to help him go rob the Baron retrieve a treasure). He's extremely physically affectionate, quick to throw his arm around the shoulders of those he cares about, or hug and pick up his girls. The fact that Adira doesn't like to be touched is a massive roadblock for him (as well as her just not being interested, lbr). He enjoys doing things with people, but is also fine doing things alone, and he doesn't seem to thrive on words of affirmation. Lance is extremely honest about who he is, and doesn't fall for words of flattery, no matter how sincere.

Varian: As a social outcast, semi-estranged from his dad (at least at the beginning), this kid is all about the words of affirmation. He wants to be told that people are proud of him, that he's doing well in their eyes. He also really enjoys quality time, being together for the sake of being together (his excitement over a road trip with his dad, helping Quirin with the pumpkins and having Quirin help him with his invention in the epilogue). He shows love through acts of service, and asks favors of people (then gets really mad when they don't respect him and screws with his stuff, causing problems - acts of anti-service, if you will). He doesn't seem hugely physically affectionate, and doesn't come across as needing gifts to show love.

Cassandra: Cassandra blatantly isn't impressed with gifts, doesn't really like to be hugged, and isn't fond of being around people. Of everyone in the group, she's the easiest to slim down to one love language, both giving and receiving: acts of service. She defines herself by her service, and gets upset when people won't do things for her in return (take her side in a fight, for example). To a lesser degree, she'll take words of affirmation, if they're done sincerely. (Her believing you mean it is another story.)

However, Cassandra is pretty good at giving love languages that speak to the person she's giving them to. for example, despite not really being into hugs, she hugs Rapunzel when she needs it.

#Tangled #Tangled the Series #Rapunzel #Eugene Fitzherbert #Lance Strongbow #Varian #Cassandra #TTS #Answered #Analysis

[achickennamedcheese]

What they could've done with Lunar's story

Alright, so, this is what I'm gonna call the "Zak and Human" Method, because the storyline for my OC Zak mostly fits here.

Zak works for a galactical government called "The Base of Dimensions" or BOD. Humans aren't supposed to have magic, and when they do it's an anomaly, so Zak's job is to investigate the anomaly and make sure that the magical human is not a threat. This is because the most dangerous galactical and universal threats began from small, unchecked anomalies like magic humans.

Why couldn't they do the same thing for Lunar???

Okay, so Lunar suddenly has powers, wouldn't be weird right? On Earth, even animatronics can cast spells and have magic, such as Moon or Eclipse. But what makes Lunar an anomaly is the fact that his powers don't abide by the same magic system of his original planet. His powers are a different thing entirely, and that is an anomaly, an anomaly that could turn into a threat if left unchecked.

And so Gemini, the "Zak" of this scenario, is sent to handle Lunar by a higher power or a higher government. If Lunar can prove he can handle his powers, then he won't be seen as a threat and all will be well. If Lunar can't, then he will be killed off. It seems harsh, but this is all to prevent a small problem from becoming a big issue. All of this is explained to Lunar by Gemini, because honestly it's stupid to hide it and why would they have any reason to.

All seems to go well, Gemini trains Lunar and Lunar seems to be getting a handle on everything, including a potential relationship with Gemini! But then Lunar does something he shouldn't have, he kills Eclipse.

By killing Eclipse, Lunar has proved to the higher powers that Lunar has the potential to become a threat. At least, a threat to his planet, at most, a threat to his galaxy, and that's what causes Gemini to be so mad at Lunar. Gemini really does care for Lunar, and seeing them mess up like this and put themselves in jeopardy upset them a lot because now Lunar would be on the extermination list. And now Gemini has to plead for Lunar's case, for the higher powers to give Lunar a second chance. And with that, Gemini is gone.

I feel like this would've justified Gemini's anger, along with the reason why Gemini came in the first place. The reason as to why Gemini even bothered to train Lunar is so vague that I don't think the writers even knew. So many say that Lunar didn't deserve to be yelled at and Eclipse deserved to die again, and when you see what played out I can understand that! When you actually look at it, Lunar's weather powers are probably pretty petty compared to the other things that exist in this Universe, so why??? Why would the astral bodies give a shit???

In this little version, Gemini tells Lunar why they're here, what they want to do, and why they're gonna help Lunar. This tells both Lunar and the audience what the stakes are and why Lunar has to do this training thing. And when Eclipse ends up dying and Gemini gets pissed, at least fans who watch can understand why Gemini is mad. Whether or not Eclipse deserved dying, Lunar just put himself on the extermination list and now Gemini has to find a way to get Lunar out of it.

It's such a simple storyline and maybe this is what the writers were going for! But if it is, they didn't convey it well.

I know that LAES and SAMS aren't supposed to be a marvel of writing, but if you're gonna have characters and story lines you could at LEAST make them make sense.

People are probably gonna be mad at me for this or point out things in episodes that point to this little story change not making sense, and okay, I get it, it's not like I watched ALL of the LAES or SAMS episodes so I understand if I missed some things. But seriously I feel like this is a simple fix, especially when you have a world as loose as the Security Breach Show universe. For fucks sake, Monty and Puppet are thinking of switching Cringe Foxy and Normal Foxy???

#fnaf security breach #dca #sams #tsams #tsams lunar #sams lunar #gemini #castor and pollux #dca fnaf #rewrite #people might get mad maybe #story rewrite #laes lunar #laes castor #laes #laes spoilers #the lunar and earth show #lunar and earth show #laes pollux #laes gemini

[heloflor]

After seeing a playthrough of Bowser’s Inside Story, I gotta say I’m kind of mixed on Starlow, and no, it’s not just because of the Luigi bullying.

The thing with Starlow is that, on one hand, it’s great to see a female character who has no hesitation talking back and who can be a bit of an ass. But at the same time, the way they wrote her just…it really makes it hard to like her sometimes.

I think the main issue is that she’s written as someone who talks back but most of those interactions are with people doing their jobs and messing up. This leads to moments with Starlow criticizing someone for the things they’re doing, but then proceeding to do nothing whatsoever to help. On top of that, she’s kind of useless in the game, making her “I’m better than you” attitude really come off in a bad way.

(btw that moment with the doctor/fortune-teller calling her out on it is very satisfying)

The best way to describe the issue, and that’s when it gets interesting, is to compare her to how Bowser is written in this game. There are essentially two things that are similar yet different about those two.

1. Like I said, Starlow is often criticizing people for what they’re doing, which is something Bowser does as well. But where Starlow goes “Man you suck at your job. Do better !” Bowser goes “Man you suck at your job. Here, let me do it for you !” and that automatically makes Bowser more likeable. Because instead of just complaining, he actually does things (the section with the Monty Moles for example).

2. A bit longer to explain but the Tl;Dr is that Bowser actually learns from his mistakes and grows while Starlow doesn’t. To explain this, I want to describe two interactions between those two.

The first interaction is when Bowser forgets the code to his safe and orders Starlow to find it, to which Starlow gets angry with his tone and tells him to fuck off, only accepting to help once he politely asks her to search. That right here is really good, and is an example of a moment where I really like Starlow’s attitude.

But then you have their next interaction. Bowser just spent hours stuck in a safe (btw someone stuck in a liminal space like that is a form of torture), was thrown into the garbage so hard the safe broke, and understandably is in enormous pain. Because of that, Bowser asks Starlow to help with his back, and his dialogue here echoes the previous one in a good way.

He starts off his sentence as an order, only to catch himself halfway through and ask politely. Bowser just went through hell, is in a huge amount of pain, and yet still finds it within himself to be polite because he knows that’s how Starlow wants to be addressed. This also shows that he respects Starlow since he remembered that detail about her and is willing to avoid falling into his usual bossy attitude despite his terrible state.

And what does Starlow do in return ? She basically calls him a whiney bitch for complaining. Yeah….this is not a good look.

This actually reminds me of one of their first interactions, when Bowser can’t produce fire and panics about it, with Starlow telling him to just deal with it. The first time I saw this dialogue I was like “Hey Starlow, buddy, how would you feel if you suddenly lost your ability to fly, with no idea of why and the only one that might help is some random voice you don’t know anything about coming from your stomach ?” Although, I’d cut Starlow some slack for this one since this is very early on, so Starlow has every right to be mad at him.

And more on that topic, the thing with comparing Bowser and Starlow is that you quickly realize how much better Bowser is than her. I already mentioned Bowser doing things himself and showing respect to her, but then there’s also moments like him being humble enough to eat Wiggler’s carrot when being ordered to to “take responsibility”, or when he out loud says he will break the rocks in his path to free the Koopas, and decide to commit to it upon realizing the Koopas heard him. In that second case, he could’ve easily gone a different path and tell the Koopas to shut up if they were to say anything, but he didn’t. Instead, he said he will break that rock and that’s what he’s going to do ! Same for the Wiggler btw. He could’ve beaten them up instead of eating that carrot, which he does end up doing afterwards when Wiggler loses their shit.

So yeah, when you look at how not-very-useful Starlow is compared to Bowser, when you look at how they treat others, and when you look at their interactions with each other…it’s kinda hard to find Starlow likeable when a literal villain is a better person than she is (granted Bowser is more of an anti-hero in this game but the point still stands).

Funnily enough, some of those moments like the Wiggler, the Koopas and him saying please to Starlow while in pain actually show that yes, Bowser is a pretty decent king. At the very least, you can understand why his people respect him.

So all-in-all, yeah, I’m kind of 50/50 on Starlow. It’s great to have a female character on the hero team who has a lot of flaws for once, but it’s also hard to find her attitude likeable. Ultimately, I think the issue is how she’s acting the same with everyone. Like I said earlier, it is satisfying when Bowser is being a dick and she tells him off. But when Bowser is being nice, or when she’s interacting with someone who’s only trying to help, Starlow really comes off as an ass, which is not a good look.

And yes, while still a minor thing in BIS, her bullying Luigi doesn’t help either.

#Mario and Luigi #Bowser's Inside Story #Mario and Luigi BIS #Starlow #Bowser #Super Mario #Flor talks #long post #of course I had to give my opinion about the yellow orb the fandom seems divided about #not me low-key calling Starlow a Karen in the way I describe her #I mean I really don't think she is one; but she does talk badly to people just doing their jobs #especially if that person doing his job is a green man with an L on his head #btw the let's play I saw didn't do any sidequests; not even the Shroobs one; so it's possible I missed some moments of Starlow being nice #(also Starlow is weirdly incredibly nice to Peach and acts all buddy with her despite them barely knowing each other #and makes quite the big deal about Peach needing to be kept safe + is already on a first-name basis with her #like forget 'Starlow likes Luigi but hides it behind bullying'; I think Starlow's actually crushing on Peach !) #also I really hope the next two games have more interactions between her and Bowser #because they do make a really good duo with a fun dynamic

[simmeons]

okay here's the sloppy entire vamp and priest story/lore

mentions of demons/satanism under the cut, physical and emotional abuse as well as the feeling of going mentally insane and drug use (done poorly lol)

Len used to have a crush on Monty early in their relationship but he confessed his "sin" to a pastor, a teacher he trusted. it didn't go well as the pastor would then physically and emotionally abuse Len until the boy developed an unhealthy attachment to the pastor, doing anything he asked for, even including learning about Satanic rituals (family bonding)

Monty would then start being "courted" by the pastor, the man trying to convince him into being a personal student like Len, but Monty at this point would waver faith in the Lord as he became closer with a certain vampire

the pastor didn't take no as an answer and would start forcing Monty to take personal lessons- just the two of them. the pastor threatened to tell the rest of the Church of Monty's disbelief in the Lord which would socially exile the priest. Monty still needed to live in the town, so he begrudgingly agreed

Monty would then be taught about demons and all that, taught how to perform exorcisms, and made to do them. Monty would be put into traumatizing situations of demonic activity as he was made to fix them. if Monty couldn't fix them, the pastor would punish him (take FULL creative liberty on how he was punished, like seriously. imagine anything and everything you want, no matter how fucked up)

the priest would slowly start having vivid dreams of demons getting him, visions of those he tried to save trying to get him with the intent to kill, all that bullshit- pushing him into an obsession with the Bible and trying to save himself, neglecting his vampire lover in the process

due to the lack of sleep from nightmares Monty starts to rely on sleeping pills, which he then becomes entirely dependent on, ignoring the fact that the amount of pills he took only worsened his visions when he was awake

Len is given the task to further Monty's descent into madness, where he then starts to feed the other priest with false thoughts and delusions. it doesn't take long that Len is now trying to "help" Monty during the visions. he guides Monty through them but he really just shaping them into what he wants Monty to see

with Len "aiding" Monty with his visions, the Scottish priest starts seeing an angel in his dreams and visions saying he was sent from the Lord to help him with the demons. that's not true

when Len saw that Monty was getting properly insane he told the pastor, who with Len's help does an evocation, which is summoning a demon (i feel so silly typing that out LMFAOO) the demon's price was a soul (original) so Len offered his to punish Monty for as long as he lived

after the demon summoning Monty admits all the pastor did to him to his vampire, who takes it upon himself to kill the pastor in cold blood in his own home. the entire town is shook by the murder of a beloved pastor, and it only fuels Len on more for revenge

Monty reaches a point where he doesn't feel safe in the town anymore, making him move away and leaving everything behind (including his vampire, the only one who understood him)

Len learns about Monty leaving and manipulates the vampire into obeying him. Len refuses blood or any comfort to his new "project", but threatens to abandon the vampire anytime he voices a complaint

after years of starving, emo vampire accidentally murders Len in a fit of blood lust. i say accidentally because he genuinely didn't mean to do that but he was so thirsty he couldn't really help himself😭he was already picking off the population of the town as the only times he drank was after he was staved so much thanks to Len lol

when Len is murdered, Monty's visions and dreams abruptly stop (because with Len gone the demon got his soul and was done being a dick to Monty) thanks to the post demon clarity Monty decides he needs to go back to home (the old town) to visit the Church again to make amends with God where he was first introduced to him

Monty comes back home to see the town pretty much deserted but he doesn't care as he breaks into the run down Church to pray, where he's met by that vampire he abandoned once

Monty is almost killed until he convinced emo boy that he was sorry, and that he missed him the entire time he was away (which he did, very much so) it ends up with them reconciling

years later Monty is able to get transformed, where he naps in his dirt coma for a year (you can never be too safe about premature vampire transformation) and he lives happily with his vampire lover while founding a vampire rehabilitation center where they aid vampires with understanding themselves and getting better control of their powers

the end

[fnaffersblog]

Spoilers Below for ‘Moon RETURNS!? in VRCHAT’

The third one. From June 27th 2023. 

Trigger Warnings Below for: Cursing

I was wondering earlier today how Moon was doing dealing with Lord Monty and Nice Eclipse for a month. I wonder if he’s done any bonding w Nice Eclipse. I’m sure he’s ready to get home. I’m sure Sun’s missin him a lot, but I wonder how receptive he'll be to Sun jumping all about him in excitement.

I love that Lord Monty, despite wielding one of if not the most powerful object in his universe, is seen as like an annoying nuisance at most by the people who are in his universe.

On one hand I see where Eclipse is coming from here in regards to the speed the satellite was built. It's good to be cautious, especially with something so important and I imagine they spent the last month meticulously building this thing.

On the other hand, they're genius super computer animatronics being supported by actual genius super computer AI's. Lol.

"Not to mention I still gotta deal with the amalgam." Uh. Oh. Hm. Moon. Buddy. I got some news for you.

I KNEW that was gonna be a fuckin problem lololololol

Like, I KNOW Jigsaw was never gonna STAY in the arcade room but come on, you know? They really just left him there and went *dusting off hands* 'Job completed! That's a problem for future SaMs!' I'm laughing about it.

The satellite was the easy part. I'm super interested to see how they solve the infinitely more difficult issue of getting Eclipse into this dimension.

I'm... actually a little afraid they're gonna actually kill Eclipse again. Turns out I'm still not ready for it.

"More British man?" NO. NO. MOON. GET OUT OF THERE. LEAVE. PLEASE, BEFORE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The utter look of betrayal on Eclipses's fuckin face as Moon fingergunned his way backwards into the portal. I'm wheezing.

UNS IS THWOORNG BARELLLS??? WHAT??

By God he really was losing his mind with out Moon.

He's so excited! He's so excited! I'm so excited!

Sun told Moon he was gonna be pissed and Moon's immediate assumption was Sun thought he'd be mad because he wasn't taking care of himself.

"I assumed that was gonna happen." >:} Oh did you? /j

Bonus: Sun trying to ease Moon into the conversation about how he went off to do some questioning in regards to the whole 'taking care of Eclipse' situation on his own. Making excuses for why he did what he did. Making it sound like it was just a passing silly curiosity tee hee! Awkwardly laughing to try and ease tensions. He assumed Moon would be mad that he did all that.

NEWTON STAR LORE *POUNDING MY FISTS ON THE DESK* LET'S GO.

Okay. So we're getting contrasting information about the star here. I was under the impression the star was a mix between a magical and a technological object which is what made it so powerful. Golden Freddy said it's base was a magical artifact and now Moon is saying it's a piece of technology. Science, not magic. I wouldn't be surprised if the exact nature of the Star was part of the information lost when Old Moon reset.

I do remember there being something said at some point about how there can only be one Star per universe. I swear. There are just SO many lore episodes trying to find one line in several hours worth of footage is nigh impossible. But it sounds like, as of now, they COULD make a new star, it's possible. It's just that THEY, Sun and Moon can't because they don't have the blueprints or whatever because Old Moon deleted them.

It kinda sounds like they're just as confused about Newton Star lore as we are which is very funny. (Moon's shrug. LOL)

Don't misunderstand me! I Fucking Love The Newton Star Shit. They keep making shit up for it and then not giving a fuck. I get very excited every time they mention the NEwton Star.

Newton Star lore boils down to 'do whatever you want forever'. Facts about the Newton Star are concrete all the way up until they aren't. Shrodinger's Newton Star Lore.

On one hand, I think it's very funny that everyone keeps making fun of Eclipse for putting on a very see-through villain persona. Puppet, Sun, Moon, all of them keep pointing out his façade and making fun of him.

On the other hand. Remember that time he trapped Moon in his own body and made any action taken by his possesor cause him terrible pain, dragging Moon clawing back into one of his worst traumas? Remember when he blew up Lunar in cold blood? Like, yes, I agree. Eclipse is kind of pathetic. Eclipse Baby. But I do think they shouldn't be so flippant about him. Eclipse IS capable of doing heinous shit and he's done so before. Like. He's not STUPID.

On the other other hand, the idea that they could just use gun or trick him into getting pushed into the ballpit a la sharptooth from land before time style to defeat Eclipse is terribly funny. Especially if they did so while he was evil dude monologuing.

Sun is really just trying to help here. That doesn't make Moon's silent pantomime of 'bruh' any less funny. That whole silent interaction was great.

On a less funny note, I do appreciate Moon allowing Sun to talk and not straight up calling his ideas stupid. Like, yeah the 'pushin' Eclipse into the pit with a bit of elbow grease' idea was not the best, but it came from a place of sincerity. And when Sun suggested 'Rick Sanchez's portal gun', regardless of Sun's incredulous manner when suggesting it, Moon took that as an ACTUAL idea.

THE AI'S ARE FIGHTING. The SHADE being thrown.

It never occurred to me that they might DISLIKE one another. I always just assumed they were friends, or at the very least they got along since they inhabited the same arcade machine together and both of them 'work' for Moon. AI1 immediately turning on Moon when he got snarky with him. I keep replaying this entire interaction, it's very funny.

Also, Moon refers to the AI's as brothers. I just... thought that was interesting.

"That was the other me. This is the new me." Hmmmmm.

"I don't trust you now."

"WHAT?" Hmmmm??

This right here, Moon allowing Sun to talk about what he was doing instead of just shooting ideas down. Telling him that he recognizes Sun is trying to help, recognizing the effort Sun is putting into this mission. Saying straight out that they'll try and figure things out together. This was so important to me.

Sun ASKED Moon 'Can I say my thing?' and Moon immediately paused, gave the mic to him. And then he LISTENED. ACTIVELY LISTENED.

*Insert Deltarune Explosion mp3*

"Why are we Fallout 4-ing this?"

"He's a God." Lol.

New Moon gettin' reeeeeal stressed out by everything going on right now + Old Moon's shit. He sounded so annoyed when he said 'I can learn'. He's got so much shit on his shoulders. I hope once all this is over, he gets a moment to sit down and sift through all this shit, with Old Moon and his current life and situation.

Sun making a suggestion about Killcode and Moon giving him the floor to speak his part again. It's making my heart hurt. It's so important to me that Sun gets to SPEAK.

"98.5% accur-"

"95%. That's pretty good."

... "98.5%" *Simulates clearing their throat* "This is why you never listen to me."

"I'm sorry. I was talking!"

And then AI2, not one to pass up on an opportunity to both dunk on Sun and show up AI1 pops in to sass Sun. Wonderful.

Fucking love the banter by god. Have I

HAVE I

HAVE I EVER MENTIONED

HAVE I EVER SAID ALOUD FOR THE MASSES TO PERCIEVE

THAT I ENJOY THIS SHOW?

Have I said that yet?

Sometimes I just feel the need to repeat that.

Lol

Anyways

Haven't heard a bald joke in awhile.

Moon threatening to hit Sun as a joke, and Sun holding up his hand. You can't fucking hide that from me. I saw that shit. I SAW that shit.

I always assumed KC went off to explore the wilds for some reason. Like, became a full time hiker. It never occurred to me he might go get a job. I love the idea that he went for volunteer work.

AI1 suggesting, unprompted, that Moon be the one to go and see Killcode. Their reason is sound, yes. But that was weird.

OH.

SHIT.

BIGGEST FUCKING PLOT TWIST OF THE EPISODE!

I

Wow ok.

This is HUGE. This is MASSIVe. I don't

I can't

This show makes my jaw drop sometimes. Irl. Because something'll happen and it'll just take me so by surprise I go fully Looney Tunes jaw-on-the-floor. Like, Moon and Lunars deaths and the fucking trapping episodes did it...

MOON GRANTING FULL ADMIN ACCESS TO SUN IS HUGE.

And... Like. There was no fucking

There was no fucking SNARK. Moon didn't groan and go 'I'm gonna regret this aren't I?' which I can

like, I can HEAR him mumbling some shit like that under his breath before.

the annoyed sigh was because AI1 questioned the decision not because of Sun

He paused to consider his options and came to the conclusion that the best solution to this problem was to LET SUN HELP.

I'm having so many thoughts. Oh MY God.

Moon not knowing the code/ caring enough to break a previous set protocol for the gun but knowing the code to grant Sun admin access.

I

yeh.

I watched it a second time. I might cry. Jesus Christ.

It really just was a 'Oh this'll help Sun!' decision. Even Sun was dumbfounded. He really did just go 'here's some extra tools for your disposal' he's so casual about it he WANTS Sun to help him im

I'm having a hard time trying to describe why this was so important because I'm getting emotional over it fuck

Moving on. I'll

Get to that in the future

I think this is the second time it's been insinuated that Sun is the best candidate to find Eclipse because of their shared history. Golden Freddy kinda touched on it in his own cryptic way and now Moon's suggesting the same thing. I saw someone else on here point that out.

Moon's excitement as he's running out the door. "We're gonna do a video later! Go ahead and pick a game! :D "

Sweet. Welcome back Moon, u were missed.

Unprompted, recommending a game again. It's a horror game, a Garten fan game.

I'm trying to tell if it's Eclipse pretending to be AI1 again, which would skew my perspective on the previous interactions in the episode. But I'm also wondering if this is AI1... caring about Sun?

We haven't lost the snark towards Sun lol.

I'm gonna have to go back to that one episode where Sun breaks Moon's computer and listen to what AI1 sounded like because there WAS a subtle difference, to hint that it was Eclipse, that I didn't pick up on until I went back and watched the episodes again later, after everything happened with Killcodes resurgence and the truth of that whole situation being revealed.

He's done this before. Did Old Moon ever tell Sun about that? That that happened? Probably not knowing what I know about Old Moon. So most likely, neither of them have any reason to suspect Eclipse can do that even though he's done it before. We still don't know what his 'false hope' plan is, but now that I'm thinking about it this could be exactly what's happening here.

#fafferchat #fafferlivereacts #sams #tsams #sams spoilers #tsams spoilers #sun and moon show #sun and moon show spoilers #tried to format the post a different way so it doesn't look like a squashed mcdonalds patty #we'll see how it goes #actually now that I am thinking about it AI1 was being REALLY weird this ep #Am I right? Is that Eclipse?

[jamieaiken919]

You are the Aether Queen, so how do you think you and Edward would go about ruling the Aether? What would you both do once you achieve control over the universe? I know that whatever you’d want to do, he would be so determined to help give it to you because he loves you so much. Richtofen knows it’s worth keeping his queen happy 💖💖💖💖💖

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER >.<

So I’ll be honest, I haven’t really thought all that much about the logistics of the whole Aether King and Queen scenario! I’ve been focused more on the “vibes” aspect of it- creating the outfit boards and such, like the couple that I showed you!- as opposed to developing the characters themselves and how they would be lol. BUT! I’ve been thinking a lot on it since you sent this, and I think I’ve got a few things in mind!

I’m gonna put this behind a cut since it’s gonna be kinda lengthy lol

(I also want to preface this by saying this whole thing started because I saw a picture of a dress and it ballooned from there lmao)

~So yknow how Daenerys Targaryen was portrayed in Game of Thrones before season eight totally went off the deep end? That’s how I imagine the Aether Queen- a ruler who cares for the smallest of her followers, but is not afraid to punish those who cross her (or her beloved King)

~Once the universe is ours to control, contrary to popular belief, all she wants is to make it better for the inhabitants still left. This means saving the rest of the Primis and Ultimis crews from the death the Kronorium led them to. Saving the Victis crew from their banishment to the Dark Aether. Saving the Mob crew from the whole disaster they went through in Alcatraz lol. Basically rewriting the whole cycle away from what Monty and the Shadowman turned it into lol.

~She is the only one that can bring Edward back to himself. Meaning that, when the madness starts to overwhelm him, she is always able to bring him back to who she knows him to be. Their souls are bound by their Aetherial union, but she will always be his connection back to his humanity as well.

~Also remember how Edward has multiple lines where he laments having to kill the hellhounds? We have like twenty hellhounds bopping around whatever Aetherial home we come up with lol. This is what happens when he and I are both dog people!!

~Back to punishing those who cross her for a sec… sorry Maxis family but you’re going the fuck down lmao.

I’m sure there’s way more I can develop with them, but this is all my brain is giving me for the time being >.< I really hope you like it!!

#flowersandbirdsflyingfree #asks #answers #ITS NOT MUCH BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT #it seemed longer when I wrote it out #I really gotta develop this more >.<

[revelinginthedarkrooms]

Would You Smooch a Killer Robot? [X] Heck Yes - Chapter 4

Roxanne, Roxanne, all she wanna do is hunt me all night~

Notes: I admit, I didn't originally like her that much because of how rude she was to the player, but what can I say? She grew on me. That, and she's pretty. Pretty wolf girl made my tiny little bisexual heart go awoo-

(Sorry in advance to all of you who hate grape soda, lmao take a wild guess why)

CHAPTER 4: Hot Damn, Roxanne

Once you were comfortably seated on a bench in the main lobby again, you bade Monty farewell with another kiss to his snout and a promise to seek him out another time for a round two. Internally, you were abso-fucking-lutely giddy that he wouldn’t mind banging you again, and as you waved goodbye to what was to date the best dick you’d ever had, you pulled out your phone to check where you wanted to go next.

Then you had an idea. Opening your Snapchat, you snapped Vanessa with the most shit-eating grin you could muster. The caption? Guess who just lost their virginity lmao yall hate me cuz you aint me

You didn’t have to wait long for a reply. Vanessa snapped you back with an unamused expression, though in the dim lighting of the security office you thought you saw her cheeks flushed red. That isn’t a flex that’s just sad

You stuck your tongue out with mischievous eyes and snapped back, don’t tempt me cuz i can and will fuck your robots

You exited the app and put it back in your pocket, standing up on wobbly legs.

After that good dicking, you almost wanted to take things slow for the next robot - but then you remembered Roxy and immediately your masochistic ladyboner for women who would screw you silly returned.

You pressed your lips together in determination. “I am going to get dommed by a wolf today, and both of us are gonna like it, damn it.”

Then as you took a step, you winced. Monty’s cum (which vaguely smelled like limes, interestingly enough) seeped out of your pussy and dampened your panties.

“This is going to be an interesting night,” you promptly decided as you headed off towards her greenroom.

It took you a little longer than you’d liked, but when you got to the window, you cursed upon seeing it empty.

“Hiya, (y/n)!” Chica greeted from afar, catching your attention. As you turned to see her walking up, she waved and smiled. “Are you looking for Roxy?”

“Yeah, where’d she go?”

“I think I heard her say something about going to check her makeup.” She pointed off in the distance. “So maybe head to the boutique?”

“Thanks.” You nodded to her with a flash of a smile on your face before turning and heading off.

As soon as you made it into the racing arena, you glanced around for the boutique in question. Your mini-map on your phone told you to go right, and once you did, you got to a new area with the building in question, and you started to walk towards it, humming to yourself.

It didn’t take long, and once you stepped inside, you found the wolf in question standing at a vanity mirror, a brush in hand.

She paused mid-stroke, turning her face slightly to look over at you. Something troubled came across her for a moment and she turned back to the mirror.

“Hi, Roxy,” you greeted with a smile, looking around and admiring the level of detail that had went into the salon.

“(y/n),” she greeted, aloof. “That’s your name, right?”

“Yep!” You sat down in a nearby chair and watched her brush through her hair. It looked really soft, but you didn’t want to make her mad by touching it…

“I heard from Chica that you’d be making your rounds.” She sniffed, and it was almost like she was disappointed in you. “What do you want from me?”

Smack my ass like a drum, your brain immediately supplied, but you instead said, “I just wanted to finally meet you. I’ve never had the privilege of being here before.”

She didn’t reply to that, and judging by the look she gave the mirror it was obvious she didn’t believe you.

“You’re much prettier in-person than in the commercials,” you offered. “You look a lot glossier.”

That seemed to do something, as her ears perked up a little. She still refused to look your way, but there was something like pride in her voice when she answered, “Of course I look better in person. It’s so hard to get my good angles on video.”

“No kidding,” you agreed, resting your chin in your palm and looking up at her through half-lidded eyes. “I love what you did with your hair. It’s very punk rock.”

“Glam rock,” she corrected with a bit of a snip in her tone, but she met your eyes in the mirror.

“Right.”

You sat there as she turned this way and that, studying herself in the mirror. When she was satisfied, she set the brush down and turned to fully face you, leaning against the styling station and folding her arms.

“Well, are you just going to sit there?” She questioned. “What do you want?”

“I wanted to meet you,” you answered dutifully, twiddling your fingers together. “And a picture, if you don’t mind.”

She rolled her eyes. “That can’t be it, if you snuck in with the night guard and personally came to see me.”

Well, she wasn’t wrong, but you weren’t about to get labeled a creep for laying out your intentions outright. So instead you plastered on a smile and shrugged. “We’ll see what happens!”

When you pulled out your phone and got up, you winced as another cool glob of cum trickled out. You really had to get to a bathroom and clean that up soon. Going home with soggy panties wasn’t as exciting as it sounded.

Roxy’s eyes narrowed as you approached, but she didn’t say anything. Briefly you wondered if she had the same abilities as a real wolf - but when she didn’t immediately sniff the air, you brushed it off and got up next to her.

Her hair was indeed soft, and she smelled great. Was that perfume? Could the robots even wear perfume? You weren’t sure if it was some sort of styling spray or what, but it was doing something for you.

You relaxed, holding up your phone and smiling into the lens. Roxy didn’t smile, but she gave the camera a fierce smirk, brandishing a handful of claws.

You snapped a photo or two and dropped your arm, checking them. Roxy hovered near you as you flipped through them and pointed to one.

“You like that one the best?” You asked.

“That has the best lighting,” she answered with a small huff. “But I could look way better.”

“You already look perfect to me.” You winked at her as you pocketed the phone again, adjusting the strap of your bag on your hip. “So what do you do for fun around here? Just go-karting?”

“What do you think?” She pointedly asked with another eye-roll. “I was about to go back to my room.”

“Oh, cool.” You nodded.

As she made to get out of the salon, you followed. Her tail swayed behind her as she walked, and it looked just as soft, if not softer than, her hair.

I wonder if she would let me touch… you thought, glancing up at her as you went.

She abruptly stopped, and when you bumped into her back, she turned around and grabbed your shoulders with a narrow glare.

“I smell Monty,” she hissed. “Where is he?”

You blinked. “Uh, what?”

“I smell that stupid gator around here,” she sniffed the air for emphasis. “I didn’t notice it until  you showed up. Have you been to see him lately?”

Your heart skipped a beat. Oh, sugar honey iced tea. The cum.

In your nervousness, you clenched, and another drop trickled from your pussy.

This seemed to set her off, and she set a bright-red gaze onto your form, looking you up and down. When she got to your lower half, she stopped and growled.

“He got to you first!” She yelled, letting go of you and taking a step back. “He always does this!”

“Do you have some kind of rivalry or something?” You timidly asked.

“He’s always trying to steal my spotlight,” Roxy snarled, clenching her hands into fists. “He thinks he’s so much better than me! I’m the best!”

Slowly, you realized what was going on. A slow smile spread across your face, very much akin to the Grinch planning to yoink Christmas from Whoville.

“You are better than him,” you agreed, planting a hand on your hip. “You’re the best member of the band, no question.”

“I am!”

“You aren’t just gonna let him get away with this, are you?”

Roxy eyed you and sniffed in distaste. Then she grabbed your arm. “No, I’m not. I’ll show him!”

You grinned to yourself as she dragged you away. Mission complete.

The second you got into a bathroom, Roxy shoved you against the sinks and grabbed your hips to hoist you up.

You let out a squeak as she sat you firmly down before grabbing the waistband of your jeans and panties and pulled them both down, exposing your sticky core.

Her eyes narrowed in disgust. “I knew it.”

You looked down, puzzled, before swiping your finger across the artificial cum and tasting it. Immediately, the taste of sour lime hit your tongue, and you nearly facepalmed. Of course the robot jizz would be flavored like their Fizzy Faz flavor. Of course.

At least it wasn’t soda this time, you thought in relief as Roxy thrust some paper towels in your direction. That would’ve been awful to explain to a gynecologist.

“Clean yourself up,” she ordered. “I’m not going to dirty myself with him.”

You nodded, picking up one of the paper towels and gingerly swiping it across your lips. You shivered, both at the cool air and the feeling of the towel.

She watched you the whole time, her burning golden gaze making you heat up in both desire and embarrassment as you grabbed another towel, cupping it around another thick glob of cum. Where was all of this coming from?!

You shyly looked up, and when she tapped her nails on her arm, you swallowed.

“You don’t, uh, want to get all of it… right?”

“Every last drop.”

“Oh.” You lowered your arm and stared at your pussy lips. “Well, that might be a bit of a problem. I have no idea how much is left.”

Roxy scoffed, crossing both arms across her chest. “What do you mean? It’s not that hard.”

“Maybe not for you,” you retorted, throwing away another soiled towel. “You’re so good at everything that it would be a piece of cake to clean me up.”

Her ears twitched at that, and she narrowed her gaze once more. “Are you challenging me?”

“What if I am?” You countered.

She snatched up the towel and snapped, “Give me that.”

Spreading your legs open roughly, she used her thumb and first finger to spread your lips open and used the towel to catch the ooze as it appeared. When the flow seemed to stop, she used her fingers, bumping around and scraping out as much as she could.

You shuddered at the pleasure, tilting back as she fingerfucked it all out of you. This was easily in the top ten list of the best decisions you’d ever made, directly behind begging Vanessa and sacrificing what little dignity you had left to get her to bring you here in the first place.

When she was confident that the last drop of the limeade-tasting liquid was out, she wiped her fingers on your jeans and placed her hands on her hips. “All done.”

“Thanks,” you smiled at her as you reached for your panties. “Well, guess these are a bust.”

She watched as you unzipped your bag, bringing out a Ziploc baggie and putting the panties inside. You grabbed a fresh pair (the exact same pair but clean) and slipped them on.

She couldn’t explain it, but something about watching you bend over and pull the clothing over your bare legs and ass made her internal fans begin working overdrive. She swallowed, looking away as you reached for your jeans.

You somewhat hoped she’d seen the strap-on in your bag, at the top for all the world to gawk at, but when she said nothing, you decided to pretend that it didn’t exist and zipped the bag back up.

You frowned, feeling the crotch of your jeans. “Aw man, a wet spot. Whatever, I had to wash these anyway.”

Looking back up at the wolf, you asked, “Are you still up for a challenge?”

“What are the rules? What game are we playing?” She questioned, her tail swishing behind her with interest.

“It’s a little different than a kids’ game,” you explained, deciding to bite the bullet and unzip your bag to pull out the strap. “We’ll be using this.”

She stared at it, and if she could move her eyebrows, they would certainly be drawn together right now. “What is that?”

“It’s a special toy for a special game.” You set it aside, giving it a loving pat. “The first part of the game involves this.” You gestured to your crotch.

She watched as you leaned in and asked, “Do you have one of these too?”

She blinked, stepping away. “O- of course I do! Who doesn’t?”

The crotchplate on her body opened, and sure enough, she had the same tube that Chica had. That would certainly make things easier.

You smiled, kneeling before her. “The rules are simple. If I can make you cum in five minutes or less, I win. If you get me to cum in five minutes or less, you win.”

“That’s easy,” she harrumphed. “Anyone could do that.”

You found your phone on the counter and set a timer for five minutes. Looking into her eyes, you pressed the button, “Time starts now.”

Immediately, you ghosted your breath across the tube. Roxy shivered, grabbing your shoulders as you leaned in to lick the entrance. It was surprisingly soft, yet the metallic taste was a bit of a turn-off. Still, you could work with this.

You popped your fingers into your mouth and got them nice and wet, and then you slowly sank the tip of your middle finger into her tube.

Roxy shuddered louder, her voice box shaky and her grip tightening. It wasn’t to the point of hurting yet, but you definitely tried not to surprise her as you began pumping your finger in and out.

“Wow,” the wolf gasped quietly, staring down at you. “I’ve never… done this, before…”

“It feels great, doesn’t it?”

“It does,” she observed.

“And you deserve nothing but the best.” Your voice dropped into a low coo as you looked up at her through your eyelashes. You added another finger to the tube, scissoring and pumping them in and out.

Roxy seemed to be having trouble dealing with the pleasure coursing through her system, as she went rigid and ground her teeth together. Her legs spread a little further apart to ground her stance as she leaned her weight more into you.

You gently wrapped an arm around her back to steady her and giggled. “You’re really pretty, Roxy. Like, really pretty.”

“Am I?” Her voice was breathy and soft.

“The prettiest.” You gave her a sweet smile. “You’re totally my type of girl, y’know? I love the whole aesthetic you’ve got going on.”

The tube seemed a little warmer, so if that was her body’s way of simulating a blush, you’d take what you got.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t come to see you first,” your tone dipped into something more apologetic. “I wanted to give you some time to look your best.”

Roxy’s ears twitched, as if she wanted to lower them, and she gave you a gentler gaze.

“I felt nervous about seeing you,” you admitted, and you added a third finger and relished in her choked gasp, “so I wanted to pick up my confidence.”

“But you would’ve seen me first, right?” She asked.

“Absolutely.” You leaned in and rested your cheek on her torso for a moment. She was pleasantly warm, not cold like you thought an animatronic would be.

Roxy let out a low noise, one that rumbled in your cheek for a moment and you stared up at her in surprise before you realized she was keening low in her throat. She seemed just as surprised as you, and her ears really did lower in embarrassment.

That was fucking precious. You beamed up at her and nuzzled your cheek against her torso again, and she made the same low whine, her tail swishing.

“You’re cute,” you giggled. “Are you gonna cum?”

“N- Nnnah,” she shook her head stubbornly. “I’m gonna win… I’m better! I never lose!”

You glanced down at your phone. The timer was ticking down fast. Only thirty seconds left to go.

A soft hiss escaped the animatronic, and she gripped your shoulders tight. Her nails dug into your sweater, and you would worry about getting holes if you weren’t so into hers.

“You’re surprisingly wet,” you observed in amazement as the scent of artificial grape soda hit your nose. Of course she would be equipped with soda. Good thing you could stand grape.

Her knees bent slightly, catching your attention, and you stroked her back while leaning into her more. You got onto your knees from your sitting position on the floor, angling your hand to better stretch out the tube.

Little whimpers escaped her mouth as she clenched her eyes shut, lost in the waves of electric pleasure that shocked her systems. Roxy’s tail swished from side to side, the soft faux fur brushing against your arm.

You curled your fingers slightly, and you noticed her body stiffen. Yes! She’s close!

Just a little more, and…!

Your alarm went off just a second before Roxy hit her peak. The electropop tune you selected almost drowned out her loud howl as she pulled you in close, her tube spraying your face with translucent grape Fizzy Faz.

You gasped and sputtered, popping your fingers out and leaning in to engulf the tube with your mouth in hopes of drinking it. It gushed down your throat, and though you had a hard time, you managed to swallow most of it.

The robot let out a weak noise as she shook her mane, cupping the back of your head with one clawed hand and tugging at your hair to pull you back.

Clear, grape-scented liquid was still dribbling down your chin, your eyes half-lidded and face utterly red. Your lips parted for air, yet you managed to give her a thumbs-up and a grin.

“You made it,” you congratulated.

Her face didn't change as she observed you for a second, and then her eyes narrowed smugly.

“Now it’s my turn.” She shook her head once more and forced you back onto your butt as she stepped forward, yellow irises blazing.

You gulped as she forced you to the floor and grabbed your calf, raising you up into the air. She yanked your panties down with a single claw and brought her snout in close.

Audible sniffing made you flush red, cupping your cheeks with your hands. She nuzzled your lips with her nose, parting them like the petals of a flower in bloom. The blushing pink of your folds and your soft heat made her hum, the vibration rippling up your walls and deep into your growing arousal.

“Start the timer,” she ordered.

Fumbling with your phone, you set the same timer and shakily announced, “Go.”

Immediately, Roxy’s nose left you and she replaced it with her fingers, careful with her neon nails as she pressed in. The ‘shlck’ was loud, louder than you thought it would be, and she chuckled amusedly at your wetness.

“Even without that gator’s claim on you, you’re still soaking,” she observed with a haughty tone. “I’m your favorite, aren’t I?”

“Hell yeah you are,” you breathed, trying to support yourself by planting your hands on the floor.

“It’s too bad I don’t have a tongue. If you taste as good as you smell…”

Bitch me too, you internally wept. What I wouldn’t give to see what that feels like.

“You’re doing really good,” you instead shuddered, resting your head against the tile.

“Am I?” She questioned. “Better than Monty?”

“Waaaay better than Monty,” you agreed. Deep down you figured he wouldn’t be happy to hear that, but what he wouldn’t know wouldn’t kill him. The revenge sex for his bruised ego would be worth it.

Here I am, thinking like I’m gonna come back to get dicked again, you shook your head. Well… if Vanessa would risk it for me…

Roxy’s nail pressing deeper snapped you out of your thoughts, and you moaned loudly as her thumb pressed against your clit.

“What’s this button do?” She wondered aloud.

“That’s the best part,” you replied with a wavering voice. “That button is pure pleasure, Rox.”

She rolled the pad of her thumb into it again, and your body jolted, your mouth dropping open in a silent yell. The electric currents running through your body at the sensation felt akin to being struck by lightning, only way sexier (and with far less chance of death).

“I’m gonna rock your world better than he ever did,” she vowed with narrowed eyes and a dangerous grin.

Maybe you shouldn’t have told her about your clit, because the first thing she did was use it to her advantage. She rolled it around as she added another finger, pistoning them into you faster.

You shifted, attempting to maximize your pleasure. When she pressed into your g-spot you let out a loud cry, gripping her wrist with one hand. “Fuck! Aim for that!”

Startled, she blinked for a second before tilting her head. In a teasing whisper, “Is that your weakness? Hah! You shouldn’t have told me about it if you wanted to win.”

“Maybe I just wanted to lose,” you countered with a mischievous grin. The shock of arousal that flared up as she purposefully ground her finger against your clit wiped it clean off your face, and you moaned again, the sound of your voice echoing around the empty bathroom.

Turning, you tilted your phone up in your hand, showing your lock screen and the timer.

One minute left? You didn’t think you could last.

“Hey, pay attention to me!” Roxy demanded, grinding her thumb and forefinger into your most sensitive spots.

Your mouth dropped open, and this time you really did cry out. It was a shrill, unbearably helpless sound that rocked your shaking form and brought a swell of pride to the wolf’s chest.

Grinning, well, wolfishly, she slapped her palm against your flesh, driving her hand in as far as she could make it. Her nails prodded at your clenching walls, yet they didn’t puncture them, instead bending like foam - a small mercy, likely a precaution to avoid hurting a child.

“I'm going to win!” She declared, and with one last grind of your little bundle of nerves, you came with a shrill cry that rang in your own ears.

Your body spasmed with the force of the orgasm she coaxed from your core, and she pulled her fingers back in alarm as you squirted across the tiles, your tongue in the air as your eyes rolled back. Your brain was short-circuiting, rebooting, and for a moment you swore you lost consciousness as everything went fuzzy.

The beat of your alarm was what brought you back, the electric synth registering foggily in your mind. You lost.

“Time’s up,” she taunted, and you tapped at your phone screen to stop the music. “I won.”

“You did,” you weakly gave her a thumbs-up. “You get to choose what happens next.”

Her tail swished, her ears perking up at that. You watched as she bent to pick up the strap-on from your bag, and all your mind could register was one long drawn-out WHOOOOOOOOOO!

YEEEEAH, BABY, THAT’S WHAT WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR! You screamed in your mind, manifesting as a tired smile. Just according to plan.

“This thing goes into you, right?”

You nodded.

“Perfect.” With a toothy smirk, she went to brandish it in one hand.

You quickly raised a hand to stop her. “Wait! The loops go around your waist.”

She paused, a frown forming as she looked at the strap. “Huh?”

“It goes on like underwear,” you explained. “Put your legs through the loops and pull it up.”

She still didn’t seem to get it, so you sat up and gingerly wrapped a hand around her calf. “Can I show you?”

“I don’t need help!” She retorted, looking away.

She kicked just enough so that you let go, and she bent down to attempt to put it on.

Her right leg lifted, and she awkwardly fumbled as she put one clawed foot through the loop. It was going to be a snug fit, but you hoped it would be worth it.

I almost wish they put one on the girls too, you thought, before you shook your head. Whoa, (y/n), calm down with the thirst.

Somehow, she managed to put it through, and she set her foot back down to attempt the same with the other one. With only a little less difficulty this time, she began to pull the straps up her legs.

Her thighs were almost too thick for the human-meant toy, but she stubbornly persisted and it came to rest snugly against her shut pelvic plate.

“Told you I didn’t need help.” She smugly turned up her snout, staring down at you.

“I knew you could do it,” you praised. “You’re amazing.”

Her ears shifted down a little, bashfully, before she straightened and grasped your waist with one hand. With the other, she grasped the base of the toy and guided it to your awaiting lips.

“Get ready to rock,” she said, and then she plunged in.

You choked a gasp, eyes flying wide as she forced you open. You clumsily reached for her shoulders, fingers clenching around the smooth plating as best you could as she began pumping into you.

“R- Roxy,” you whimpered.

“Is this better than everyone else?” She demanded, glowing eyes staring into yours.

“You’re the best!” Your voice came out in a wail as the tip of the toy ground against your g-spot before disappearing further inside of you. Your walls squeezed and gripped the toy, the shaft brushing against that same spot with every thrust.

“Tell me how much you adore me!”

“You’re my favorite! Roxy, you’re the best member of the band!”  And speaking of members…  “This feels so good! Oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum again!”

“Nobody else can make you feel this good, can they?”

“No!”  Oh fucking shit, how is she so good at this?! “Roxy…!”

Your eyes rolled back and so did your head, and she cradled the back of it with her hand, her claws gently scratching your scalp. Fuck, that added a whole new layer of pleasure to the mix.

“You’re so gorgeous when you’re taking control like this,” you babbled, tears gathering in the corners of your eyes from how blissed-out you were getting. “Fuck, fuck me harder…”

“Yeah--!” She grunted, gritting her teeth. “I’ll show you who the real MVP of the band is!”

“Fuck Monty right out of me, make me forget everything except you!” You really had to put a filter on yourself, but maybe not now. Now was kink time, and boy howdy were you about to bust. “You’re so good at this!”

“Tell me how much you adore me!”

“I’ve wanted you to pin me down and ravage me ever since I got here,” you admitted, your cheeks flushing red as she grinned down at you. “You’re so fucking hot I didn’t think you’d even look at me…”

“You’re pretty cute yourself,” she said, and that sent a warm flutter to your heart. “I’ve seen the pictures… Vanessa wasn’t lying when she said you were a freak!”

“Hell yeah I’m a freak!” You laughed, and it warbled into a moan as she pressed at your clit again. “Fuck, fuck I’m close… Roxy, please, let me cum!”

“Oh, are you about to cum already?” She faked innocence as she paused mid-thrust, the dildo deliciously pressing into your g-spot as her thumb hovered over your clit. “Do you want to cum that badly?”

“Please please, I’m going crazy right now, please,” you babbled, trying to shift your hips to get more friction. “Roxy please let me cum, I’ll do whatever you want!”

“Tell me you love me,” she answered, leaning in until her snout was inches from your nose. “Beg for it.”

Holy shit, her voice went down an octave and it made your pussy clench.

“I love you so much, you’re so pretty and perfect and-- and fuck me, just fuck me!” You arched your back, desperately looking into her face as the toy idled inside you, grinding slooooooowly against your walls.

She laughed, sharp and low, and damn if it didn’t make your cooch squeeze harder. “Be a good girl and cum.”

Then she pressed the pad of her thumb into your clit, slamming in to the hilt.

The combined pressure of the toy inside you and the sparks from your clit had you screaming, hanging off of her shoulders as your legs wrapped around her back. If Monty was the best dick you’d ever had, Roxy was the best  pseudo-dick you’d ever had, and her determination to upstage the gator made your orgasm all the better.

She watched as you writhed in her lap, satisfaction oozing from her expression as you finally went limp, panting hard.

“Well,” she began once you caught your breath, “was it better than Monty?”

You looked up, still flushed a brilliant ruddy color, and kissed over her lipstick. “You blew him out of the fucking swamp.”

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More of Today on Monty:

Foxy: Here at the Fazbear Pizzaplex, we love assault rifles.

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Foxy, about children: And when you’re driving it gets even worse, adm you know that, they’re just so small. It’s really unfortunate.

Monty, who’s just trying to play the Chica minigame: Foxy what are you talking about.

Foxy: Nothing!

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Foxy: You good bud? Are you okay? Are you okay?

Monty, having just lost at Wave 16 for the second time in a row: …..

Foxy: You crying right now?

Monty, softly: No, Foxy, I’m not crying, I’m just-

Foxy: You- Are you crying right now??? It took you like 3 hours to get back to this point, are you okay? Genuinely asking, are you okay right now?

Monty: I’m- I’m not crying.

Foxy: It’s okay.

Monty: I’m angry. This is supposed to be a game for k- for kids

Foxy,p: Yeah, maybe kids never- maybe the kids are better at the game then you are. *immediatelg realizes he fucked up* Sorry.

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Monty: *pounds the keyboard*

Foxy: You good? *to the audience* Guys, Monty’s upset. We didn’t beat Chica’s Feeding Frenzy.

Monty: *angry noise somewhere between a groan and a growl*

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Monty: HOW MANY GODDAMN WAVES ARE THERE?!!!

Foxy: 20. There’s 20. Two zero.

Monty: I need to win.

Foxy: Are you going to try again???

Monty: *silently clicks RESTART*

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Foxy: Ooh dear. Monty, Monty, Monty!

Monty, at the top of his lungs, at Wave 16 again: DIE STUPID STUPID *alternates between screaming stupid and swears*

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Foxy: He’s really mad, everybody, he once again lost in Chica’s Feeding Frenzy.

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Foxy: *teases and mocks Monty while he’s still very clearly pissed off*

Monty: *worldless scream of pure unadulterated rage*

Foxy: Yeah, yeah, Monty’s mad. Anyways guys, pause the video! Monty?! Monty?!

Monty: …..

Foxy: Anyways, that was all the minigames. Monty, I’m serious, shit the video off.

Monty: *silently starts playing the golf minigame again*

Foxy: He’s just gone. Alright guys, well, if you liked watching us play minigames and then react to somebody else playing minigames because Monty’s couldn’t beat it because he’s not good at video games- that’s fine, that’s valid by the way-

Monty: *silently turns to stare at Foxy*

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Foxy: Bye everyone! Monty say goodbye!

Monty: *sounds of destruction*

Foxy: Monty? He’s just gone. Bye everybody.

Poor Monty XD

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The good, the bad and the fandom -V9E3 - Rude, Red, and Royal - AMAZING - RETURN TO FORM

Greetings, this post is a part of my ongoing series of threads reviewing the episodes of Volume 9. The link to the second episodes review can be found HERE. This series was started so i could give me opinions, be they good or bad, about the new volume of RWBY and to cover some of the FNDM discourse that is inevitably going to happen over the episodes.

Keep in mind that all of these are opinions and not all of them are what one could consider to be "traditional" criticisms but rather personal preference. Also, for the most part i will not go into detail too much in these, just a general overview.

The Good

Red King - Yes, i know he calls himself a prince but quite frankly i do not care. As far as recreating fairy tale characters this seems like a relatively faithful recreation of the Queen of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland, the same ridiculous, over the top and quite insane character.

The VA work is quite great too, being able to switch from threatening, to insane, to childish is quite a feat. Is this character unique? No. But it does what it needs to do perfectly. And quite frankly i cant get mad at a reference here.

I complained about tonal shifts in the last 2 reviews. Well, in this case i cant, because in this case, it makes sense. Queen of Hearts/Red Prince are meant to be unreasonable, insane, childish. Them going from funny/pathetic to genuinely threatening on the drop of a hat is their point.

The Visuals - RWBY is pulling out all of the stops with the visuals this volume. It wasn't nowhere near as visible with the forest, sure, it was bright but nothing truly eye catching. The castle however? Now that had some AMAZING visuals, not only in terms of textures or how things look, but also camera work.

The instant motion with the Red Prince did not bother me at all, that's the kind of energy he kind of needs to have. The Chess board, going from the view of the castle and its inner chambers to seeing only the table, all of these are visually striking.

The Music - I do not want to shittalk Jeff, so please, do not take this as me doing so. I understand that his work schedule took a toll on him, but Casey and her band are showing their prowess by rising up to the challenge currently. While i could not exactly hear the words of the song it felt a lot more unique than many other RWBY songs despite having that similar charm. The Creepy music once Neo gets onto the island is also well made.

The Fight - FUCKING AMAZING! The fight choreography is not the same as Montys was, it lacks the qualities of a dance as it was in the past. And yet, i do not mind it at all. The fight scene was cool and a true return to form for the series i think. The solo choreography of the characters was fine, but the TRUE moment was when they teamed up with their abilities.

Something that we sadly rarely ever see in the series anymore, it reminds me of the old times of V1-V3 when team combos were usually quite visible with team RWBY. Its also quite funny how the Weiss nevermore summon and the kind of attack they do with Yang and Blake reminds me of THE Nevermore fight back in V1. A very simmilar trick, but almost reversed, and not as brutal.

The only minor nitpick i would have about the finisher would be that i think it needed more OOOMPH to it, like, do damage to the board itself, make a crater, really give that IMPACT. But that is a minor nitpick, the fight was fire.

Neo - I have to say, i do like how Neo is just full on out of fucks to give anymore. She is there to kill and noone is going to stop her. It reminds me of Cinder back in V4, the same kind of obsession that comes after seeing arrogance from these characters. Right now Neo is not flamboyant, she is murderous. And i LOVE it. Her semblance getting an upgrade is interesting too.

The Bad

Nothing, and im being serious here. I am not going to find problems where there are none. At best i could maybe make up some minor nitpicks here and there, maybe things will change with a couple of rewatches, but right now i am fresh from watching the episode and nothing serious sticks out to me.

The Episode is just... Its good...

The Fandom

The episode has received quite a wide positive acclaim in general. The only Fandom disagreements were mostly over the role of Weiss and how she is the comic relief, but that is something i have covered before. Mostly RWBY twitter seems to either not be arguing or just rehashing the same old things over and over again (Can you believe that Shanes letter was discussed, AGAIN?)

HOWEVER, there is a single fandom "fight" that has occured, and that is over Neo.

Neo - So, the main discussions have occured whether or not Neo is a sadist or takes enjoyment from the suffering of others and what should her fate be at the end of the volume. Should she stay in the fairy tale, die or come back to Remnant.

I am of the very simple opinion that Neo is a killer that enjoys what she is doing, it has often been shown with her since as far back as Volume 2. While one can definitely write fanfictions making that not the case, at the end of the day it is canon that Neo likes killing/hurting people.

Her fate however is a complex question. On one hand, we already are having an Emerald redemption, as such Neo getting the same treatment is not out of the question. And yet it feels like this volume is leading into a Neo/Ruby confrontation, both due to how done Neo is and how Ruby is also slowly becoming done with it all. Hell, i even have a theory that Ruby will eventually have a break-down after killing Neo.

Ending Word

I had little to say over this episode besides praising it. And that is for the reason, i think that Episode 3 is simply great. Its a LOT better than Episodes 1-2 and the story seems to be picking up the pace and a good rate. I genuinely am awaiting Episode 4.

Of course, these are all just my opinions, everyone else is welcome to agree/disagree or to add on to this in way they deem proper. All opinions are welcome within reason.

#rwby #rwby volume 9 spoilers #volume 9 episode 3

[sometimesrosy]

The 100 Rewatch 2023

Earth Skills, ep 1.2

ok here we go. I thought this intro was ep 1. But no it's just excessive introing.

Running kids. Through green woods. Pretty woods. Monty falls and finds a human skeleton. lol. Either a gorilla or mutant human skeleton. "What are they?" lol

Clarke hears Jasper screaming and is like oh no he's alive she runs back with Finn trying to grab her back and he's gone. "They took him"

Back on the Ark. The first rumbles of political trouble. People wnat to know where their delinquents are. Abby is worried about the dark bracelets. Oooh Chancellor Jaha sees Wells bracelet is dark. "My son..."

Kane thinks the earth is false hope and Abby is forever hopeful that theres another reason why the bracelets are going dark.

HEre's wells digging graves alone. I have always wondered what they could have done with his character. He's so lawful good and hardworking.. Meanwhile the idiot delinquents are screwing around and acting like young children without a care. I suppose they don't know about the grounders yet, but they know they're hungry right? Why aren't they looking for food? Stupid kids. We now know that they had special earth skills classes, so the info should still be fresh even if they didn't all listen.

I do like the drumming though. Nice touch. Too bad they didn't do that anymore.

Oh Atom trying to take the kids clothes and half naked Bellamy posing with the sexy girl outside the dropship. My theory is that the girl ripped off his shirt and that's why he takes the shirt from Wells and now has his iconic blue shirt.

Fucking murphy is torturing a girl before taking her bracelet off and now Wells asks Bellamy to stop this. He's just getting started.

Oh murphy jumps him and punches him but Wells is actually tougher than him and wins the fight. I don't think Bellamy actually agreed with that dumb fight. He's not really on Murphy's side He just needs to be tough guy.

Why does Bellamy arm Wells and tell him "fair fight." Dumbass. Murphy wants to kill Wells for his father. And then Clarke comes back and scolds WELLS. Dude he was just defending himself.

UH OH THE REVEAL THERE ARE GROUNDERS HERE. survivors. That means they can survive.

Bad news is the grounders will kill them. They impaled Jasper and took him. Clarke is mad about them taking off the wrist band.

NEW REVEAL The Ark is dying. "you're not just killing them, you're killing us."

Oooh. Bellamy "Don't listen to her she's one of the privileged. The wrist band makes you a prisoner. We're not criminals anymore. You're fighters, survivors. The grounders should worry about us!" OH THE INSPIRATION.

I really don't care about Jaha. I never liked him. He's elitist and unfair and lacks empathy and doesn't care about those he writes off. He's not totally bad but not my fave. HE's trying to convince Abby to do a culling. He says hope is not enough.

"Hope is everything," Abby says.

Now Kane, the opposing force. Tells him about Bellamy Blake shot him. "Who benefits most from my death." Oh he's implying Kane did it. lol. "I follow the law. I did my job." "this job requires more than following the law. it requires when not to." Yeah but Jaha, you only follow the law when it benefits you. And I know you have a crush on Abby, we see it later. Wait is that why he floated Clarke's dad? And saved abby from floating? well it's a narrative thread that didn't go anywhere.

Wells is making packs from seatbelts and insulation. He's so handy. I wrote a fic once where that was a character trait. Clarke won't let Monty come with them to find Jasper. She says he'll save us all. FINN says he won't.

See now. This is like the second or third time when he's like 'fuck everyone else,' i do what's best for me. And the girlies I like whether it's selfish or not.

Bellamy and O, taking care of her wound. She wants to go with Clarke, and she's like, nah your leg is gonna slow us down. I'm here for YOU (Bellamy) and then she plays him and says if he doesn't go everyone will think he's scared.

This is a good search team though. Clarke, Bellamy, Wells, Murphy and asshole Finn. Wells and Clarke are plotting to use Bellamy. Bellamy and Murphy are plotting against Clarke.

Ohhhh RAVEN MAH BABY! Big smile. Asking why an exodus ship was launched/ejected. Maintenance accident that didn't cause any damage? She's suspicious. Prison visiting day.

Now Atom is in charge of building a wall. O says he's too hot to be my brother's bitch. She has THE WORST lines. Oh the guy O was with was in for murder, but Atom is protecting him from HER. I am not enjoying the O storyline. She gets better once Lincoln shows up I think.

Raven and Abby, question about quarantine in lockup. Raven pushes back at her secrets "and I'm gonna find out what it is." Raven reminds Abby of Clarke.

I'm getting tired of the Wells vs Murphy thing. But it's definitely important. I guess I just wish it hadn't been a storyline. Ugh Finn shows up finally and Clarke is relieved. Baby, you're gonna regret that.

Bellamy works Wells about his love for CLarke because with Finn around she doesn't even see him. "It's almost like you're not even here."

No. O is really annoying. She's helping Monty though.trying to reverse engineer the wristband. O isn't that annoying with Monty. He asks how she's not a basket case being raised under the floor. She says 'who says i'm not' then Atom says she's not a basket case because of Bellamy. Well that's a set up for her entire storyline. Not until season seven does she come to grips with her life without bellamy. But the rest of the story went to shit then. That was probably part of the story before they sacrificed bellarke for purple aliens.

Ugh Finn trying to make her play in the water when she's trying to find Jasper. Really. Do you not understand the word no? Now he's psychoanalyzing her. I'm looking to see if he's a bit of a cassandra. I'm not really seeing it so far. He has his own agenda and pushes it, and it's mostly about impressing her. It has always pissed me off that he was going to leave Jasper to die with no guilt. THat's NOT a lawful good. Or chaotic good. Chaotic neutral maybe. He might be right about her wanting to save Jasper because she couldn't save her father but it's still intrusive. ANd that's not telling the future, that's psychoanalyzing and trying to manipulate her frankly.

They find Jasper's blood and Finn says they're close.

Right. Raven is snooping and figures out why the kids wristbands are dying. They're taking them off. lol. "Why would they do something so reckless??" oh how naive you sound Jackson.

Oh and the shining butterfly. Oh that's nice. SHe chases it. I bet Lincoln is watching her, not that we know that yet. And that means he sees her with Atom. Kissy kissy. So romantic. First kiss surrounded by luminescent butterflies. He's actually sweet about it. Meanwhile there's a peeping tom in the trees. (Will be honest, there are some creepy elements about lincoln and O. Like how old is he? She's only 16 right? I mean age doesn't really matter on the earth but still. It's creepy now.)

Finn has learned tracking from earth skills. I mean it's an explanation. We hear moaning. What could it be? JASPER tied to a tree. That wound is right in the middle of his chest. How did he survive. I know the magic of hollywood. I suppose they meant to have him die in ep 1 but they liked him so kept him alive so they had to retrofit that wound to be survivable but they'd already shown it center of the chest. idk.

Clakre falls in the pit. Bellamy grabs her hand. And doesn't let her go. He wouldn't have dropped her. He's just not that person even if he's trying to pretend he is.

Finn sets Wells to protect Clarke against Bellamy.

Abby explains why they are taking off the wrist bands to buy time. Ooh all those councillors we've never seen again. Voting for the culling. The culling is when this story really takes off I think.

I find myself annoyed by some of the kids and jarred by the Ark story as being a bit too boring and political and slow. Jaha abstains from voting to buy Abby ten days.

Uh oh the panther. Wells has stolen Bellamy's gun. I thought he was a bad shot but he does hit the panther, first, it just doesn't deter it. And then he shoots it again just as it was lunging for Bellamy, thus saving his life.

Abby calls Raven for a work order. She tells her the ark is dying. And that they're going to start the culling. The youngest zero g mechanic in fifty years. Now fix my ancient tin can. Same piece of junk that they find in Polis. Abby is going to the ground and Raven with her. Or so they think.

Jasper is back alive. Bellamy and Murphy haul in MEAT. Finn makes Clarke a little two headed dear out of metal. And we see Raven's metal origami raven necklace. You slimy two timing dick.

Kid line up for meat and agree to take off their bracelets. Clarke gets pissed. Finn plays hero again and gets her dinner.

Wait you think you play by different rules? Murphy asks.

"I thought there were no rules," Finn says. That's a good line.

Bellamy hangs Atom from a tree when he finds him with O. "I won't be disobeyed." I guess he feels he's losing control. He's kinda dick. Although we knew that.

AND HERE'S LINCOLN SITTING IN A TREE IN A MONSTER MASK.

#i am running a little late with my watches sorry #that's why we have the loose schedule #right? #the 100 rewatch #earth skills

[chaoticrobotics]

Because this has been on my mind for a while, for everyone who can remember) What was your Foxy actually like, I'm curious to know, was he a free willed pirate, or genital Fox?

[I REALLY hope you meant gentle! Omfg lol XD]

Freddy: Oh he was most definitely both! He did not take nonsense from anyone, not human nor animatronic! But he also was very kind and tried to help out everyone he came across... He was always putting others first, especially his crew. There were plenty of fights between him and the staff when they would mistreat us... Honestly, I only think the reason things are so good for us is because of Foxy calling people out on their bad behaviors... He did what he wanted, and had an authority to him that was inspiring... Honestly, sometimes I wonder if he should have been the leader and not me...

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Chica: Oh Foxy... He was amazing! Stubborn and set in his ways, but still amazing. Once he had an idea in his head, he couldn't be changed away from it. Usually I would say that was a bad thing, but he was incredibly smart and would think things through. All the consequences and potential risk were always considered, and he took charge like no person I ever saw before... I miss him so much... He was always looking out for all of us... He even got an abusive guard fired for us, even though he could have been decommissioned if his plan fell through... He was so brave...

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Monty: You want to know about Foxy huh? *siiiigh* He was great. Probably my first real friend in this whole place. Heh... I was supposed to be a pirate... one of his crew mates... but at the last second I was designed to be a Glamrock and given a part of Kid's Cove for Monty Golf... I was surprised how well that old fart took it, me taking part of his territory and all that... The others were upset, especially Sean, that ass. But Foxy wasn't mad at all.

....We would sit together and talk on the catwalk a lot... He understood my frustrations with Bonnie and Freddy... with the staff... He taught me a lot. Taught me how to control my anger a bit... Taught me how to put other's feelings first... Even gave me tips on keeping my eyes protected once they started getting sensitive to harsh lights... I just...

I know what people think... it's the same with Bonnie... They all think I destroyed them... both of them... I didn't... After the Bonnie accident, Foxy was the ONLY one to believe that I had nothing to do with it... and then he disappeared... staff said he was decommissioned, but when they told us that, I could TELL everyone was looking at me... Especially once they announced Kid's Cove would be getting even smaller while Monty Golf got bigger... *growl* I don't know what really happened with Foxy, but he was a good guy! Whatever the fuck staff did to him, he didn't deserve it! The kids loved him! We ALL loved him! ........*sigh* y'know? I think I get why Roxy hates hearing about him now... No one talks about her like this....

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Roxy: Ugh! I never met the bastard! Everyone keeps telling me he was this amazing great guy! Well if he was so great, why the fuck was he decommissioned huh!? They don't just scrap good bots! I bet he was hiding something! Or doing something so unforgivable that they had to destroy him! Everyone bought that asshole's "good guy" act so well that they couldn't see what horrors he was probably committing! Seriously! They lost so much money getting rid of Foxy, so he HAD to have done something horrible!

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DJMM: Foxy was a very good captain and just animatronic in general. When he wasn't spending time with his crew or the main cast, he would be in the arcade talking with me! We would talk a lot about what was going on outside the arcade and problems we were noticing. The two of us had some power that we could use to change things, and we did. We worked together quite a bit to get staff to treat all of us better, or to get extra parts needed. Improve safety regulations.

There was a lot we did together to help the others, but once he was decommissioned, I feel like we are just slipping back to those old days. Moon tells me all the time of fire exits being blocked or locked. Or of staff treating them poorly... I wish I could do something, but Moon doesn't have the same... Bravery? I suppose you would call it, that Foxy had. So nothing gets done like when Foxy was around. I can only do so much from the arcade... I'm sure if Foxy was here, he would be able to help a lot of us, especially Moon and Sun. I am positive those two would greatly benefit from Foxy's guidance.

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Sun: Oh, we never met any Foxy here if that's what you meant, but our Foxies were wonderful! Rockstar Foxy was my best friend and always trying to help us out since we were stuck in one spot! He helped us clean and would act out some of our stories with the kids since our puppets weren't always super entertaining... He was so much fun to be around!

Moon: "Yeah, he was great. Lolbit was amazing too! One of the best magic acts we've seen! And really charismatic too! She never got into any trouble because of how easy it was for them to manipulate the situation and defuse whatever was going on!"

Sun: I remember one time you scared a kid so badly that I thought the parents were going to scrap us right there! But Lolbit stepped in and saved the day so flawlessly! He was so cool!

Moon: "Almost like that time Rockstar Foxy had to stop a kid from crying after you peek-a-boo'd too hard and scared a kid! Hah! *sigh*... we heard stories of the Pizzaplex's Foxy. Apparently he never got the Glamrock upgrade for whatever reason."

Sun: He was also very helpful and kind like our Foxies were! I wonder if that's a trait all Foxies were given?

Moon: "Probably. Foxies are helpful, Freddies take charge, and Chicas are food specilists. Bonnies are probably sarcastic funnybuns, but we really only have Rockstar Bonnie to base that off of. There was not Playtime Bonnie and we never met the Glamrock Bonnie."

Sun: I wonder what a Playtime Bonnie would have been like...

#questionnaire #sundrop #moondrop #glamrock chica #glamrock freddy #glamrock monty #glamrock roxanne #djmm #noart #asks #funnily enough! #i was JUST writing and brainstorming things about Foxy! #so you sent this ask at the perfect time! #:D

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Has Roxy or any of the others ever attempted to actually kill Gregory for real after everything, be it for shattering them or allegedly trying to kill Cassie or something else? If yes, how? How did it go? What or who stopped them? How was the aftermath of the whole thing?

Kill Gregory? No. Severely tempted, but no attempts.

Freddy however? Yes. Absolutely.

This got long so I'm putting it under a cut.

I think it would be really funny if DJ accidentally almost killed him. Least likely you'd think to do it, but he saw him near the others in the Fazcade and saw red. And by saw red, I mean he kinda just slapped Freddy across the room and wasn't paying attention to how much strength he put into it lmao. That or he picked him up and yeeted him, also not paying enough attention to how much power he used. Roxy checked him and was genuinely disappointed it just almost killed him

On that note, Roxy has made an actual attempt. If Freddy did his fucking job none of them would have had their parts taken, the Plex may not have gone to ruin, and Cassie may not have even gone to the Plex looking for Gregory to get to be dropped like she was, nevermind the fact if Freddy was with him he should have stopped him again. She's mad. Baby on the warpath lmao

She said she wanted to have a real conversation with him about what went down and he agreed to meet her at the salon maybe. Or maybe the room where Bonnie's body was for the added meaning if this is a timeline where Roxy was forced to deactivate him in there. Like "this is the room I had to deactivate your boyfriend in." and he's like "wot" and yeah that'd be dramatic as fuck. Anyway, she tricks him into meeting her, she beats the everloving shit out of him, targetting the areas the rest of them were hurt in the most (including Cassie), then rips his battery out for Bonnie. Of course, he deactivates with no power source and that's when she has the opportunity to actually kill him but she genuinely can't bring herself to do it. She's not a killer at heart, she couldn't do it.

Instead, she drags his ass down to parts and services and if it's doable, she removes the upgraded parts from him and replaces them with the old ones he had. Lets some automated repair thing do its job and fucks off. He's fine. She barely had a scratch on her despite him obviously fighting back so it's easy to brush off.

Oh you know what actually? Imagine that, but Bonnie did it.

Can you imagine that? Bonnie loved him. He's realised what's happened, what really happened, and that Freddy did nothing. The utter betrayal, the sheer grief of what he's done... if he still has the parts, it makes him boil to look at him and see Roxy's eyes looking back at him, hear the slight clicks from Chica's voicebox when he speaks, and Monty's claws waving at him.

He does the same as I mentioned. He doesn't say a word to anyone. He says he wants to talk to Freddy alone about everything that's happened and Freddy, of course, agrees. He still loves him after all. He'd do anything Bonnie asked of him, making it a little too easy to get him by himself.

If the bit about Roxy deactivating him in that room behind the bowling lanes is true here, that's where he takes Freddy. He tells him what happened here and Freddy doesn't really know what to say. Clearly, he's upset that Roxy did that though. He'd assumed it was Monty. Bonnie tells him that he's caused enough pain and it's about time someone put an end to it. Freddy doesn't understand until Bonnie jumps him. He yells that this is for Chica as he goes for the voicebox, this is for Monty as he breaks his wrists, this is for Cassie as he struggles and rips his leg out of the socket, and this is for Roxy as he destroys his eyes.

He puts his hand on Freddy's battery through the ruined stomach hatch doors. "And this is for me." he growls, tears falling fast. Freddy goes still when the battery is removed. Bonnie moves to his head where all of his personality chips are stored. "This... this is for us..." he says even though he can't be heard. He tries... but he can't do it. He's been screaming and crying this whole time as he gives him what he feels he deserves, but this hurts more than before this so called justice was served.

He can't do it. Freddy's face is stained with tears too. He just can't bring himself to do it. Everything hurts so much.

Finally, Roxy and her Minis show up. Either they only just saw him through the walls, or Helpi alerted her to something being up if she doesn't have her fancy eyes now. She finds him on his knees, clinging to Freddy's head and scream sobbing into him. She doesn't know what to do for a long few moments, but eventually goes to his side to offer the most support she can.

She doesn't exactly cover up what happened. She just makes sure Freddy ends up in parts and services and doesn't say a word. Not like anyone's gonna ask. She does alert the others that Bonnie could do with some love and they have him buried in support before he can blink. Cassie gives him doctor's orders to stay in the Fazcade with everyone and he ends up camping out there for maybe a month or two minimum. He says he wishes he'd done it, but he also cries about how he had no idea why it would help. He tells them what happened, even though Roxy doesn't mention it and yeah he's not leaving their sight for a good while now. Not cause he might try again, but so they can make sure to be there for him when he's struggling instead of letting his emotions fester into this.

On another note, I think the Minis could make an attempt. There's enough of them to overwhelm Freddy if need be and it would be incredibly unexpected. Poppet the one leading this one, Freddy is disabled somehow by them but not deactivated. Poppet's reaching for his chips to destroy them, when Roxy barrels in with Bobbin and Tippy. They were set to distract her but they both cracked like eggs and she came to put a stop to it. They don't understand why she'd do that or why she'd care about whether Freddy lives or dies, and the truth is, she doesn't. But is Freddy worth having blood on their hands forever? Is he worth having to deal with that for the rest of their lives? Wouldn't it be more satisfying to not let him take the easy way out of this? Is he worth robbing Chica, Monty, Cassie, Sunny, Moon and DJ of their own justice?

If this works, Freddy thanks her... and immediately gets punched hard enough his head does a full 360. She didn't fucking save him. She just made sure her oldest friends knew he wasn't fucking worth it. If he goes anywhere near the Minis again, they're gonna be the least of his fucking worries.

Anyway, the aftermath of all of these (except DJ's since he recognises that was an accident) is that Freddy realises he's not safe here. Be it because of Roxy, the Minis or Bonnie, he no longer feels safe. Or maybe he does because he believes they've got it out of their system and/or was deactivated before he realised they were gonna kill him. Bonnie's hurts the most though. The betrayal hurts like hell and he wonders if this is what all the others felt when he left them. He just now considers that maybe he deserved this... I mean he doesn't, but he's gonna start Thinking about it at least. I think Bonnie is the only option that would really upset him. He could expect this kind of shit from Roxy and the Minis, but Bonnie? Never.

It was supposed to be Freddy and Bonnie, forever and ever... but apparently, forever doesn't last as long as he thought it did.

Anyway, Gregory would be furious, I don't think that'd go over well at all, and Vanessa would.... probably also be a little mad, but incredibly torn cause like. Yeah. She can see why. She really hates being stuck in the middle of all of this...

That's just some ideas to chew on though. I'm not sure it would ever come to this kind of thing, but you never know! Could be a fun story! Especially for pain and misery!

#it's 6am now my nightshift at the haunted pizzeria is over now lmao #anyway #pop rox answers #electing not to put this in any major tags. just in case

[saltyxtides]

BAYDEN WARDEYN.

Never in Bayden’s wildest would he ever be the one to think only one of them needed to survive. He was scared, but he wasn’t a pussy. He wasn’t about to leave Rowan behind. The thought never crossed his mind. He was already thinking of running back in when she didn’t appear fast enough for him not worry.

Then when she did finally make it the safety of the forest line and back on pedestrian ground she started popping off at him. But, it got “more stupider” to him as she started yacking about getting in trouble, sorting out her priorities, and karma. Karma? Okay. She was a bit of a know it all elitist, but he couldn’t really imagine her having bad karma. She was a mischief maker maybe, but not a bad girl. He didn’t see her that way. He decided to chalk it all up to venting after an adrenaline rush caused by being on the run for lives. Yeah, that was it. That had to be it.

Then again he did just figure out she was witch like Monty. But, fine, she was seriously pushing why he was stopping back there, okay then.

“Don’t fuck with me right now Rowan.” He got up close frustrated in her face.

“I found out my entire life and almost every friend I ever had was just MY STUPID HALLUCINATIONS. EXCUSE ME if I’d like to NOT have the one REAL LIFE friend I actually have NOT FUCKING DIE! Okay? I will stick around and help you any time I god damn well want. But, it sure might have been helpful to know you have magic powers before this so I knew you weren’t as defenseless as me. Fuck.”

Then he actually flicked her in the shoulder and groaned, “GOD! Can we just go clean up and celebrate we’re not dead right now please? God damn, because we just out ran some seriously, fast, mutant, horse-eating ass.”

Then he thought for a minute, “And what’s a Dwit?”

       CELESTIS emotions shifted into vexation.  Forced to look up as Bayden became too dangerously close.  Standing her ground.

       “Trust me, Bayden. I’m just another tally mark of DISAPPOINTMENT in your a l m o s t as well.”  Celestis said, hissing the words out of angered-guilt.  “Knowing me is a losing game.”  Feeling a sympathetic twinge observing his mannerisms.  It was nothing she had not felt before- from the separation from Rowan as kids.  Rowan chose to turn on her when they were kids.  Rowan chose betrayal over their friendship.  Yet she was betrayed more then enough by people she thought she could put her trust in growing up.

       “Fuck!!!”  For an aching moment, the pinched look on her face made clear that she was suffering, && her confident know-it-all was absent.  Them being witches' put them in this bloody hell of a mess in the first place.  It wasn’t all- for better -or for worse.  Being a witch was salt to her wounds.  Always burning && dragging on yet never properly healing.

       “NEXT t i m e.  Just keep thinking in your mind the only way to stand together is to stand apart.”  Not going into the topic of how magic abilities was oh so magical && oh so useful when it could have backfired any time.  The whole I���m-a-body-invader or Bloody-Soul-Swapper wasn’t exactly a magical talent she enjoyed flaunting.  It was pretty shitty enough knowing what it’s going to be like explaining it to him sooner or later.  So much shittier now!  If.  That part IF he believes her.  Avoiding negative bubbling thoughts she knew overly to well.  The biggest weight of negativity was though she’s real, it’s all a lie.  She’s all a lie honestly.  Looks && all.

       Doubting she needed to warn Bayden to keep it to himself.  All of it to himself.  Undiscovered by the Wardeyn’s thus far was more of accomplishment from his coffin-dodging mother && his pink malibu pyscho sister.  Frowning with a bit of a glower when he flicked her in the shoulder.  She doubted he wanted her to say sorry-not-really-fucking-insane-enough-to-celebrate-we're-not-dead right-now.  “I could really use a Xanax right now.”  Exhaustedly-annoyed that she had to celebrate without one after all that foggy-madness.

       Shoving her hands in her hoodie’s pocket keeping herself shielded from stupid dumb physical attempts.  “Correction.  We just out ran some seriously fast, mountain lion, horse-eating ass.”  Correcting him with a tone of warning.  Who could ever tell in this fog if they were truly alone or if someone even saw them.  Even took the time to watch them.  Turning her head back looking back at the tree-line.  What worried her was sooner or later one of them will make it pass the tree-line && do irreversible damage.

      Hopefully to Janice.  Yet hopeful was the keyword.  Janice was a mega-pickle snake && she had her suspicions.  Either Janice is actually innocent but just a desperate gal that stalks Bayden to someday sexually assault him in his defenselessness ( cause he was as defenseless as a bunny sometimes ), or she’s a snake in the grass && very involved.  

       By that involvement the whole mutant-ass bullshit.  The pandemic of explaining to Bayden that mega-pickle snakes like Janice are mega-pickle fucking snakes that were going to take advantage of him on a long term scheming basis.  Cause no one was that nice unless they were aiming for something sooner or later.  Always reminding her of a predator as it goes both ways.

       “I’ll tell you when you’re older.”  A tiresome remark.  Trying to be nice as she shouldn’t have called him a dwit, as she only called him that out of anger.  It’s worse when she began feeling the adrenaline wearing off, && it’s even more of a nightmare to hear Bayden’s overly optimistic spin on things.  As her emotions ran all over the place within her feeling the ache every breath she took along her ribcages.  Only desiring a hot shower && to get out of these clothes though none of this will be that simple.  Caught now or caught later is the bigger picture.

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WOW, that was a whole bunch of asks in one! Thank you!

Altho I could not, for the life of me, figure out what that blood drop was! I was also struggling with that third one because I did not find it from the list at all (for some reason some of these symbols look different in general?) but because it was a synagogue, I assumed it could have been the question about religion. Feel free to message me again if you remember what those were supposed to be!

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🎥 Fave film

I have two: Beetlejuice; and Monty Python's Life of Brian.

⛪ What is your religion

None, as I'm an atheist. But of the nicer type who doesn't shove their atheism onto other people's faces. Those are as annoying as Christians who do that with their religion.

🏢 Your job (You don’t have to be specific) or dream job if you don’t work

Currently a student, previously I have been working as a horse groom.

💻 Desktop/Laptop/iPad/other

My PC! I also had to get a laptop because of school and I'm using that whenever I can't use the PC.

☠ Something that angers you

Uhhhh, so many things. Like, I'm not a generally angry person even, and it's really difficult to make me mad cos I'm usually quite chill and won't get mad even when provoked. (I know it annoys those people more to not react than if they got the reaction they're looking for.)

But there sure are some things that make me see red, and I think injustice is one of these things. Like, I cannot stand seeing ANYONE getting in a situation where it's them vs. more than two other people, I cannot stand seeing bullying nor discrimination. Usually if I'm the target, I don't bother doing anything about it, but if I see anyone else facing that... boy do I turn into a different person there, I stop being able to think and I will step in to defend the other person. Hell, I have done this even in my previous job when I knew my coworker was right and our other coworker wrong, and he was just grilling this other person about it and I just snapped and said that "I actually remember the thign as XYZ" and this other person just immediately let it go. Which was a bit of a surprise to me because he usually hated me for reasons I still don't know, and still he just let it go immediately when I opened my mouth.

So yeah, call that the older sibling mood but it's very deep in me to protect others when I sense them being mistreated. So: people who are assholes and treat others badly really anger me.

👻 Do you believe in ghosts

Kinda yeah. I'm still highly skeptic but I just find this world too boring if we don't have even ghosts.

👾 Do you believe in aliens

Yes, but I wouldn't say it's a matter of belief. Space just is so huge place that it doesn't matter what you do or don't believe it, there might very well be life somewhere else too. n fact, already as a teen that was so sick of humanity, I used to believe that "aliens" exist and they probably know about us too but the human species just is so fucked up and horrible that they don't want to contact us, and I honestly wouldn't blame them - I wouldn't want to have anything to do with humans either if I was from outer space :D

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