#rissy's asks

[rissi-chan]

(Spite voice) I want. To make. My Rook!

-Me, screaming into the void for an early character creator in an undemanding, but rather totally hype/overly-excited way

[since-times-long-forgotten]

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pota to !

[rissynicole]

Rissy, what do you think Dib’s and Gaz’s mom was like?

Ayyyyy, hey Dots!!

I’ll start by saying that I actually flip-flop a lot between giving Dib and Gaz a deceased mother and making Dib and Gaz clones created by Membrane. Both concepts are fun for me and have their own possibilities.

Probably my biggest instance of giving the Membrane family a deceased wife/mother was in A Parade of Indignities. I wrote some little vignette-esque snippets of Dib’s and Gaz’s mom told from Dib’s POV as a small child. I didn’t expand much on her character, other than implying she was very maternal and headstrong in the face of terminal illness. Of course, I wrote this in 2018, and it was mainly written as further insight into Dib’s past and his emotional growth in his teenage years.

But back to the actual question: what do I think Dib’s and Gaz’s mother was like?

I’ll toss around some ideas I like!

I actually love the concept of Membrane meeting the mother of his children through work is an intriguing thought. Them both working as scientists and being badasses together in the lab, then forming this little family is such an interesting, but melancholy idea of what could have been. I imagine she would have been like Professor Membrane’s counterpart. His better half. When he gets too emphatic, she’s there to bring him back down to earth with logic and reasoning.

Another concept I like is that Dib’s mom was an astronomer. This idea for her paints her as more of a whimsical spirit. She’d bond with Dib over the expansiveness of space and it’s many unknowns. She instilled a deep fascination in him to discover more about the unknown and unexplained. Maybe she was interested in the unknowns on Earth and her interests carried over to other paranormal entities (cryptids and ghosts and whatnot), but it all started with space. When she passed away, Dib held onto that love for the unexplained and expanded on it. Might also be why his father is so unwilling to humor Dib’s interests in it—it reminds him too much of his late wife.

I enjoy the “late mother/wife�� concept, but I think a majority of my interest in it lies within the headcanons I can make on the surviving Membrane family members. How does the death affect them? How do they carry on?

I think each of the family members has fixated heavy on different things to cope with the hurt: science for Professor Membrane, gaming for Gaz, and paranormal investigation for Dib. They have poor communication skills and kind of bury themselves in their own interests.

I think her passing left their family dynamic in shambles. There are little glimmers and glimpses of a once-functioning family—organized family dinner nights, attempts at bonding, infrequent but genuine shows of affection for one another—but these are often lost in the fray.

Membrane becoming a total workaholic to replace the void of losing a spouse seems like a frighteningly realistic headcanon. Even more frightening is the idea of him becoming emotionally detached from his own children out of grief. Grief turns people into strangers to themselves.

So yeah! I like to think of little headcanons for Dib’s and Gaz’s mom/Membrane’s late wife. I think that any rendition of her I concoct involves her being a loving mother, having a sharp mind, and leaving her family deeply hurt by her loss. My biggest interest in the concept definitely lies in the ways I can explore grief, though.

[resotwosion]

What kind of videos would your characters make if they were Youtubers?

Fanta, Uma, and Taffy are already YouTubers, and make video game content and doll videos respectively

Akita likey already does promotional videos for alts, so YouTube would just be another place to post those

Rissie would do makeup/haul videos

Yelena (if they ever figured out electronics) would make religious content, likely reading passages from the Bible

Pascal and Iro likely post videos from their tours

Sheila and Lovebomb are both Mukbang YouTubers in canon!

Allure would post things about hair

Crossed would do things relating to her music

Dani would post both videos advertising her clinic, and educational videos about surgeries

Zeno would make videos about maskmaking

[tending-the-hearth]

so bc they're on my brain and the amount of people acting like clarisse should be hated on the same level as luke is making me go feral so hcs about one of my favorite girls and her annoying brother percy <3

she and percy's names in each other's phones are "rissy" and "prissy" and they absolutely refuse to tell that to anyone

the only time people find out about the nicknames is post-blood of olympus when the head counselors meet with the camp jupiter senate and they go off in private and percy just grins at clarisse and says "hey rissy" and it's one of the only times anyone ever sees her truly cry and they have a teary reunion where they're definitely hugging each other way too tight

clarisse definitely gets closer with sally and paul when percy disappears. she visits more, and even spends the weekends there if she's having a bad time. she also bonds more with annabeth during that time too

post-chariot quest percy and clarisse check in on each other a little more. for them, it's in the form of sparring, so people think they're back to their rivalry, but they're really just having the time of their lives, laughing and grinning at each other

they have a heart-to-heart in the time between battle of the labyrinth and last olympian, where clarisse genuinely apologizes to percy, and they have a talk about everything percy's ever overheard, everything that happened with chris, with ares, with gabe, end it's very very healing for both of them

honestly that's the point where they start to see each other as siblings. percy brings clarisse back to the apartment, and sally and paul immediately just fall in love with her and are ready to adopt her then and there

clarisse and grover are the next ones that sally and paul reveal the pregnancy to, and clarisse tries so hard not to freak out until sally talks about how happy she is that estelle will have two wonderful big sisters to look up to.

GOD when percy first disappears, and clarisse wakes up to the sound of annabeth screaming for her boyfriend. it's the first time since silena's death that she's felt utter and horrifying fear in her heart

clarisse is one of the main campers to go out looking for percy, to the point where she's barely at camp

they send each other the stupidest photos, like i mean the absolute ugliest photos in the entire world, and each of them has a separate folder in their camera roll for it

there's a point during heroes of olympus where clarisse starts calling sally and paul mom and dad, and when percy comes back and it happens in front of him he just gets the biggest, stupidest smile on his face before clarisse punches his arm and shoves him off his chair

clarisse and percy have weekly dinners at sally and paul's <3333 where it's just the four of them + estelle once she's born

percy, texting clarisse after living in nr for a while: "hey i'm visiting mom for the weekend do you want to get lunch"

clarisse: "i hope your bus crashes and you die in a fireball"

also clarisse: "noon @ mcdonalds tomorrow if you're late i'll have a panic attack"

annabeth and chris see their text conversations and half of it is the two of them threatening to kill the other and use every piece of blackmail they have on each other and the other half is the deepest, most emotional conversations they've ever seen

literally no one understands their friendship, the rest of the seven asks annabeth about it one evening after seeing clarisse clothesline percy and steal his food before he sits down beside her and they engage in a quiet, obviously personal coversation that ends in a tight hug and annabeth just shrugs

[jadewolf22]

Hola! First of all, just want to say that your Lady Jane fic was AMAZING!!! You captured her perfectly and your writing is just *CHEF'S KISS*

Second of all, I have a fic request for you if you're up to it. Larissa and reader are having a date night at a local bar when Larissa's ex walks in and she starts acting weird. The three get into an altercation (reader has no clye the guy is Larissa's ex) and when Reader and Riss get home they get into a argument bc Larissa wont tell reader what the altercation was about. Eventually, Riss caves in and reader goes full protective girlfriend mode (I'll let you decide exactly how)

Can't wait to see what you do with this promt!!😁😚

Her Guard Dog

Larissa x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, fighting (verbal&physical), mentions of abusive ex’s, descriptions of abuse, death threats, threats of bodily harm, slapping & choking (in a non-sexual way), talk of going to jail, ect…

Summary: What started out as a simple date night quickly goes south when Larissa runs into an ex who isn’t fond of seeing her with someone else.

A/n: Hola, anon! Thank you for the request, it’s right up my alley of writing. And thank you for the creative liberty with deciding how reader was going to be the protective girlfriend, I had way too much fun with it. Hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 2,461

The bar was warm and crowded when you and Larissa had arrived and the atmosphere hadn’t changed since. Not that either of you would have noticed, you were both too engrossed in each other to be paying any mind to what was happening around you. Even after a year of dating, the two of you still looked at each other like it was a love-at-first-sight situation even though you’d met through work. With Larissa being the principal of Nevermore and you being on the school board your schedules had overlapped quite a bit and you two had hit it off pretty quickly. Since then, these little dates had become a weekly occurrence, a chance to abandon work and bask in each other's company over a drink at a local bar your friend owned. The two of you were laughing over a childhood story you’d told when Larissa glanced towards the door, her smile falling and her laugh dying in her throat as she caught sight of a man standing in the doorway. 

“Everything alright?” you asked, following her gaze, but the man had moved on so you didn’t see him.

“Hmm? Oh, yes, I’m fine.” Larissa said dismissively, turning back to you, “Just tired, I suppose. Can we go home?”

“Yeah, sure.” you agreed, watching her closely, fully aware that she was lying to you, “Why don’t you go out to the car and I’ll pay the bill then meet you out there?”

“Don’t take too long.”

You watched Larissa walk out the door before turning to try and grab your friend's attention so you could pay the bill, missing the man from before following Larissa outside. Your friend had just handed you your check when your phone pinged, the check temporarily forgotten when you saw the text from Larissa:

Riss: S.O.S

“Hey, Isabelle,” you called to your friend, ice flooding your veins, “Can you put this on my tab and I’ll pay you tomorrow? I’ve gotta go, right now.”

“Yeah, no problem.” your friend nodded as you gathered up your phone and purse.

“Thanks, Isa!!” you shouted rushing out of the bar towards your car. 

Rushing to your car, fear flooded you at the sight of Larissa arguing with the man from before. You didn’t recognise him but there was time to worry about who he was later, anger quickly replacing your fear as you watched the man grab Riss by her arm, seeming to try and drag her away.

“Hey!” you cried as you approached, pushing the man away and getting between the two, “Get out of here! Riss, get in the car.”

The man simply chuckled, brushing off his suit and slicking back his hair with a sneer. “Listen to your guard dog, Rissy.” he taunted.

“Get the hell out of here!” you growled, turning your head towards Larissa as you whispered, “Please, get in the car.” 

Larissa nodded, quickly climbing into your car as you turned back to the man, suddenly overcome with the urge to slap that stupid sneer off his face. He eyed you up and down, studying you closely as if sizing you up as a threat. 

“I’m only gonna say it one more time,” you warned, reaching into the pocket of your jeans for your switchblade, “Get. The hell. Out of here.”

The man chuckled and shrugged, calling, “See ya around, Larissa!” before heading off down the street. 

You sighed, making sure the man was well out of sight before you climbed in the car. You sat there a moment, rubbing your hand over your face and nipping at your fingers as you tried to calm down, anger and disgust still ebbing away at you.

“Y/n…”

“We can talk about this when we get home,” you growled despite your best attempts to keep your voice gentle, starting up the car and driving off without another word. 

The drive back to Nevermore was uncomfortably silent as you tried to process what the hell had just happened. You didn’t know who that man was but, clearly, he knew Larissa, and that scared you. You had the feeling he wasn’t going to leave her alone anytime soon but how could you prevent that when you didn’t even know who the little fucker was? And you knew getting Riss to tell you anything was going to be like pulling teeth. 

When the two of you returned to Nevermore you headed straight up to Larissa’s private quarters, the door barely closing before you started asking questions.

“Okay Larissa, what the hell was that about?!” you asked, fighting to keep your voice calm and already losing. The sight of him putting his hands on her had already made you near-murderous, “Who was that?!”

“I—No one… It’s nothing—” Larissa stuttered quietly, looking down at the floor as she paced and wrung her hands together nervously.

“Larissa, don’t lie to me. That was not nothing. Who. Was. He?” 

“N-no one—”

“Goddamnit, Larissa! Don’t try and pull that bullshit on me!” you shouted, slamming your hand against the wall and immediately regretting it when Larissa flinched. She clung to herself, toying with the collar of her dress as she fought to breathe, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

“Riss, I’m so sorry.” you whispered gently, slowly coming forward so you wouldn’t startle her, resting your hands on her arms and looking up into her eyes, “I’m so sorry. I know I shouldn’t have yelled. I want to help you, but I can’t do that when you shut me out…”

“I d-don’t want you to g-get in-involved…” she whimpered, her body shaking as tears began to slide down her cheeks.

Guiding her to sit on the foot of the bed, you hugged Larissa close, rubbing her back and speaking to her softly, “I’m gonna get involved, Riss, whether you want me to or not. My job is to protect you, and I can’t do that if I don’t know who’s hurting you… Please, tell me who that was.”

“J-James…” Larissa sodded, clinging to you tightly.

Your heart dropped into your stomach, the name setting of several alarms in your head. “James? As in, James Hacker? As in, your abusive fiance? That James?”

Riss nodded frantically, choking out, “H-he’s been f-following me… I-I didn’y say anything because I-I didn’t know wh-what to do… I was s-so scared…”

“Shh. Hey, it’s gonna be okay.” you consoled, continuing to rub her back, “The only thing you need to do right now is take a shower and get ready for bed. I’m gonna run out, but I’ll be back in an hour.” 

“Wh-where are you going?” Larissa asked as you stood up and threw on your jacket, trading your heeled boots for a pair of tennis shoes. 

“I’m gonna go have a talk with James.” 

“No!” Larissa cried, grabbing your wrist tightly, “Y-you can’t!! He’ll hurt you!”

“Larissa. It’s okay.” you assured, gently prying her hands off of your wrist, “I can take care of myself. I’m just gonna go over and have a little chat with him. I’ll be back soon.”

“Please, don’t.” she begged, clearly terrified.

“Larissa…” a part of you wanted to cave in and stay with her, to make sure no one else could hurt her. But another, much stronger part of you wanted to ensure that James never came near Riss again, and you wanted to get it over with while your anger was still fresh, “I need to make sure that James stays away from you. I’m not gonna wait if there’s a chance he might actually hurt you. I don’t wanna think about what he might’ve done to you if I hadn’t come outside when I did… I promise I’ll be safe.” 

“...Okay…” Larissa whispered, letting go of you, “Just… don’t be gone long.”

“Like I said,” you kissed her cheek, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, “I won’t be gone more than an hour.”

Larissa nodded, watching you go sadly. You patted your blade as you climbed back into your car, driving off practically on autopilot as your mind reeled with thoughts of how you were going to get James to leave Riss alone. She’d told you about him pretty early into your relationship but had only recently told you just how awful and vile he truly was. He’d beaten her constantly for anything from making a suggestion after he’d been clear on plans to simply feeling like it, he would drug her drinks and then have his way with her for hours, made her cut off all contact with her friends and family, even went so far as trying to get her to resign at Nevermore and become a housewife. That was when Larissa had finally called things off. She’d packed her bags and left while he was at work, cutting off all contact with him and never looking back. You were proud of Riss for being able to remove herself from him, but you would never be able to let go of the pure hatred you held towards James. He had scarred Larissa, possibly for life, and now, almost two years later, you were finally getting the chance to pay him back.

Having started stalking James after Larissa had initially told you about him, you knew exactly where he lived, finding yourself pulling into his driveway twenty minutes later. The house was secluded and you knew he lived alone so, the only witnesses you would have to worry about was a potential one-night-stand. Climbing the steps onto the porch you banged your fist harshly against the door, possibly hard enough to leave bruises in the morning—though, you were almost certain those wouldn’t be the only ones on yours hands you’d have by the end of the night.

After a minute or so, James finally came to the door, leaning up against the frame in nothing but a half-unbuttoned dress shirt and his boxers, sneering down at you like prey caught in a monster’s paws.

“I can’t believe this,” he chuckled, running and hand through his greasy hair, “She actually sent her guard dog on me.”

“I am not her guard dog.” you growled. Sure, you might have been half a foot shorter than him, but you could be far more intimidating then he would ever be. “But I am here to make sure you leave Larissa alone.”

“What are you gonna do, little dog?” James taunted, smirking when the muscles in your face twitched angrily at the name, “I’m sure you’re all bark, not bite.”

“For your sake, let’s hope you don’t have to find out.” you threatened, “Let me make this clear, the next time I find out you’re following her I’ll gouge out your eyes. You ever try to touch her again, and I will bury you. Nevermore has plenty of acres of land… they’ll never find your body.”

“You’re actually willing to go to prison for that bitch… She’s not worth it—”

Your body reacted of its own accord, his head reeling back as you struck him across the face.

“Do not underestimate the things I would do for her,” you growled, ignoring the way your palm stung from the slap, “Prison is a small price to pay to make sure you never lay hands on her again.”

“But, if you’re in prison, who’s going to stop someone else from putting their hands on her?” he taunted, massaging his cheek, “Bitches like Larissa are so easy to get.”

You slapped him again, grabbing his throat and pushing him up against the door, your voice murderous as you hissed through gritted teeth, “Call her that. One. More Time. And I will make sure you never speak again… You are going to leave Larissa alone. Am I clear?!” James nodded, eyes going wide as his face slowly started turning purple, “I swear to you, if I ever see you anywhere near her again it will be the last time you’re ever seen… Do we have a deal?”

He nodded again slowly and you released your grip on his neck, back up a few steps before giving him a honeyed smile and saying, “Good. Have a good rest of your night, Mr. Hacker.”

With one last warning glance his way, you turned on your heel and walked back to your car, a sense of ease over taking you despite the possible repercussions you could face if James decided to call the police. A large part of you doubted he would, for fear of his own life, and that alone made you smile a little. You were proud of yourself for restraining the urge to kill him on sight, knowing that Larissa would appreciate it, despite how much she hated him. 

Returning to Larissa’s apartment, you were a little unhappy to find her still awake, hoping to be able to bandage your hands and get a few hours of rest before she started asking questions. Nevertheless, you offered her a small smile as you shrugged off your jacket and kicked off your shoes, changing in the bathroom and wrapping your hands before joining her in bed.

“We don’t have to worry about James anymore.” you assured as Riss tucked herself against you.

“What did you do?” she asked, looking up at you with worried eyes, “Is he still—?”

“Yes, he’s still alive.” you promised, “But, let’s just say… I made it clear that he won;t be for much longer if he doesn’t leave you alone…”

“Y/n! If he reports this, you could go to prison!” Riss gasped, her hands tightening their grip on your shirt.

“He won’t.” you were probably being a little overconfident, but that was what was best for Larissa at the moment, “James is smart. He knows what’s good for him.”

“What exactly did you do?”

“Just roughed him up a bit and told him to stay away or they’d never find his body.” you answered honestly, becoming a little worried when Riss went silent. 

“I… thank you.” she finally whispered, burying her face in your chest. You could feel tears beginning to wet your shirt, wrapping your arms around her like a protective cage, “As much as I hate how you went about it, thank you…”

“You’re welcome, Riss.” you kissed her head, shutting off the lights with a flick of your wrists, “As long as I’m here, no one will ever hurt you. Okay?”

Larissa nodded, sighing softly as exhaustion took hold of her and she fell asleep in your arms.

[yutopia-eleftheria]

DO SEXUALITY HEADCANONS FOR THE TNMN NIGHTMARE MODE RESIDENTS AND MY LIFE IS YOURSSSS 🙏🙏🙏🙏

I was wondering if I was gonna do it, but since you ask ☻ I'm very pleased to do it for you ♥ I'll add the infos with them as a bonus so I don't need to do 2 different posts for their Infos and their Sexuality Headcanons.

Hope you don't mind !

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TNMN Nightmare Mode Sexuality Headcanons (+ Infos)

Floor 1 :

Xezbet Xerbeth : Maverique Multisexual

ID Number : 332569945968

Apartment : F01-01

Apartment Phone # : 1152

Occupation : Soul Eater

"Replaces" : Roman Stilnsky

Relations : Drugia Fleuretty {Roomate}

Birthday : August 9th

Zodiac Sign : Leo

Height : 5'7" (170 cm)

Weight : 170 lbs (77 kg)

Blood Type : B-

"Anthem" : Monster by Starset

Appearance :

LISTED :

Scar on the Head

Small Nose

Big Smile

Two Tattoos

Scar on Left Cheekbone

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Sharp Teeth

Red Eyes

Black Pupils

Curly Black Hair

Black Coat

Drugia Fleuretty : Androsexual Intersex

ID Number : 116682111989

Apartment : F01-01

Apartment Phone # : 1152

Occupation : Nightmare Designer

"Replaces" : Lois Stilnsky

Relations : Xezbet Xerbeth {Roomate}

Birthday : October 25th

Zodiac Sign : Scorpio

Height : 5'9" (175 cm)

Weight : 331 lbs (150 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Nightmare by Design by TryHardNinja

Appearance :

LISTED :

24 Fingers

Many Eyes

Small Nose

Wears Earrings

Hands on the Head

2. OTHERS :

Blue Skin

Big Lips with Pink Lipstick

Yellow Eyes

Four Sharp Teeth

Spirals on each Hands

Blue and Golden Dress

Barbatos Barrabam : Demifluid Polysexual

ID Number : 896689886989

Apartment : F01-02

Apartment Phone # : 1228

Occupation : Human Hunter

"Replaces" : Robertsky Peachman

Relations : Exael Lanithro {Roomate}

Birthday : May 19th

Zodiac Sign : Taurus

Height : 6'6" (198 cm)

Weight : 198 lbs (90 kg)

Blood Type : AB-

"Anthem" : The Hunt by Rissy

Appearance :

LISTED :

15 Thorns

Small Nose

Two Tattoos

Big Teeth

Small Eyes

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

No Pupils

Yellowish Eyes

Black Shirt

White Coat

Exael Lanithro : Non Binary Aroace

ID Number : 235325968986

Apartment : F01-02

Apartment Phone # : 1228

Occupation : Torturer

"Replaces" : Albertsky Peachman

Relations : Barbatos Barrabam {Roomate}

Birthday : May 22nd

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 4'11" (150 cm)

Weight : 212 lbs (96 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana

Appearance :

LISTED :

15 Needles

Dotted Eyebrows

Prominent Chin

Tired Eyes

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Bald

Pinkish Eyes

Black Pupils

Three Horizontal Traits

Five Vertical Traits

Black Attire

Multiple Torture Tools

Abducius Morail : Trans Abrosexual

ID Number : 763764748675

Apartment : F01-03

Apartment Phone # : 5513

Occupation : Mutilator

"Replaces" : Angus Ciprianni

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : March 3rd

Zodiac Sign : Pisces

Height : 6'2" (188 cm)

Weight : 66 lbs (30 kg)

Blood Type : AB+

"Anthem" : Pain by Three Days Grace

Appearance :

LISTED :

Scar on Nose

Have Piercings

Stretched Eyelids

Big Smile

2. OTHERS :

7 Nose Stitches

Dolphin Bites

10 piercings Total

Nose Ring

Yellow Pupils

Short Brown Hair

Bandages all over his Body

Multiple Mutilating Tools

Lilith Lilitu Lilit : Genderqueer Hetero-Curious

ID Number : 172535271725

Apartment : F01-04

Apartment Phone # : 6996

Occupation : Witch

"Replaces" : Elenois Sverchzt

Relations : Anazareth Anazarel {Roomate ; Possible Relative}

Birthday : November 2nd

Zodiac Sign : Scorpio

Height : 6'4" (193 cm)

Weight : 86 lbs (39 kg)

Blood Type : B+

"Anthem" : Black Magic by Little Mix

Appearance :

LISTED :

Small Pointed Nose

Pointed Ears

Wears Earrings

5 Tattooed Eyes

Has Fangs

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Curly Brown Hair

Pinkish Purple Lipstick

Three Earrings on each Ears

Headband that Covers her Eyes

Black Gothic Dress

Anazareth Anazarel : Fingender Androgynosexual

ID Number : 435612349876

Apartment : F01-04

Apartment Phone # : 6996

Occupation : Create Curses

"Replaces" : Selenne Sverchzt

Relations : Lilith Lilitu Lilit {Roomate ; Possible Relative}

Birthday : April 12th

Zodiac Sign : Aries

Height : 6'9" (206 cm)

Weight : 110 lbs (50 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Magic Melody by DHT

Appearance :

LISTED :

Small Pointed Nose

Has 7 Horns

Wears Earrings

Three Tattoos

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Pink Lipstick

Tied Up Light Brown Hair

Pink Make-Up

Flower on Hair

Floor 2 :

Chaugnar Faugn : Demisexual Aporagender

ID Number : 456989632368

Apartment : F02-01

Apartment Phone # : 5123

Occupation : Occultist

"Replaces" : Arnold Schmicht

Relations : Nyogtha Z'mog {Roomate}

Birthday : December 26th

Zodiac Sign : Capricorn

Height : 7'0" (213 cm)

Weight : 414 lbs (188 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace

Appearance :

LISTED :

Has a Trunk

1 Tattoo

2 Tusks

Big Ears

2. OTHERS :

Red Eyes

Two Earrings on each Ears

Indian-like Clothing

Two Dots Beneath each Eyes

Nyogtha Z'mog : Aromantic Quoigender

ID Number : 986463213811

Apartment : F02-01

Apartment Phone # : 5123

Occupation : Gravedigger

"Replaces" : Gloria Schmicht

Relations : Chaugnar Faugn {Roomate ; Brought her back to Life}

Birthday : March 29th

Zodiac Sign : Aries

Height : 5'1" (155 cm)

Weight : 373 lbs (169 kg)

Blood Type : O-

"Anthem" : Zombie by The Cranberries

Appearance :

LISTED :

Round Nose

Several Scars

Curly Hair

Round Head

Thin Eyebrows

2. OTHERS :

Flat Teeth

Green Skin

Pink Lipstick

Greying Hair

Purple Eyes

Two Different Eyes

Slight Heterochromia

Screw Over the Neck

Punk Collar

Grey Dress

Zoth Ommog : Pangender Autosexual Polyamorous

ID Number : 456325638947

Apartment : F02-02

Apartment Phone # : 7332

Occupation : Ritualist

"Replaces" : Izaack Gauss

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : May 7th

Zodiac Sign : Taurus

Height : 6'11" (210 cm)

Weight : 441 lbs (200 kg)

Blood Type : O-

"Anthem" : Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Smile

Big Nose

Little Hands on the Chin

Pointy Head

2. OTHERS :

No Nasal Groove

Bald

Eyes Closed

Big Metallic Collar

Sharp Teeth

Shub Niggurath : Lithromantic Trigender

ID Number : 156894755236

Apartment : F02-03

Apartment Phone # : 6431

Occupation : Causes Famine

"Replaces" : Margarette Bubbles

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : March 1st

Zodiac Sign : Pisces

Height : 5'10" (178 cm)

Weight : 276 lbs (125 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Pit of Vipers by Simon Curtis

Appearance :

LISTED :

Tattoo on the Forehead

Small Nose

Big Smile

Seven Snakes

Round Head

2. OTHERS :

Greenish Skin

Dark Spiral Pupils

Yellow Eyes

Pink Lipstick

Sharp Teeth

Dark Blue Dress

Massive Golden Necklace

Yog Sothoth : Genderfluid Homo-Curious

ID Number : 689547464823

Apartment : F02-04

Apartment Phone # : 1346

Occupation : Vampirism

"Replaces" : Francis Mosses

Relations : Quachil Uttaus {Roomate ; Daughter ?}

Birthday : November 24th

Zodiac Sign : Sagittarius

Height : 5'6" (167 cm)

Weight : 106 lbs (48 kg)

Blood Type : O+

"Anthem" : Dangerous (Oliver Remix) by Big Data ft. Joywave

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Nose

Nose Ring

Shaded Eyes

Short Hair

Has Fangs

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Yellow Cat-Like Eyes

Has Spike Earrings

Dark Brown Hair

Punk-Like Collar with Padlock

Dark Grey Coat

Quachil Uttaus : Agender Bi-Curious

ID Number : 636463636463

Apartment : F02-04

Apartment Phone # : 1346

Occupation : Causes Misfortune

"Replaces" : Anastacha Mikaelys

Relations : Yog Sothoth {Roomate ; Father ?}

Birthday : August 28th

Zodiac Sign : Virgo

Height : 4'1" (124 cm)

Weight : 77 lbs (35 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : The Monster by Eminem ft. Rihanna

Appearance :

LISTED :

9 Eyes

Levitates

Has a Halo

Speaks Telepathically

2. OTHERS :

Messy Brown Hair

Bandages all over her Body

Golden Necklace

Light Blue Dress

Floor 3 :

Yan Luo Wang Diyu : Cisgender Homo-Curious

ID Number : 798654298466

Apartment : F03-01

Apartment Phone # : 1425

Occupation : Princess of Death

"Replaces" : Mia Stone

Relations : Orcus Dis Pater {Roomate ; Possible Lover ?}

Birthday : October 20th

Zodiac Sign : Libra

Height : 6'5" (196 cm)

Weight : 146 lbs (66 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Princess of China by Coldplay ft. Rihanna

Appearance :

LISTED :

Small Nose

Teeth in the Cheeks

Thin Eyebrows

No Pupils

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

2. OTHERS :

Long Straight Black Hair

Pink Lipstick

Pink Make-Up

Has Earrings

Wears a Crown

Bandages all over her Body

Red Traditional Chinese Dress

Orcus Dis Pater : Gynesexual Demiboy

ID Number : 632525984964

Apartment : F03-01

Apartment Phone # : 1425

Occupation : Collects Skins

"Replaces" : Dr. W. Afton

Relations : Yan Luo Wang Diyu {Roomate ; Possible Lover ?)

Birthday : June 17th

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 6'1" (185 cm)

Weight : 220 lbs (100 kg)

Blood Type : O+

"Anthem" : Time of Dying by Three Days Grace

Appearance :

LISTED :

Wears a Mask

Bright Eyes

Long Smile

Dark Skin

2. OTHERS :

White Eyes with Radioactive Form

Spiral Black Pupils

Bones all over his Body

Wires and Springs all over his Body

Ishtar Ereskigal : Deminonbinary Omnisexual

ID Number : 945269858896

Apartment : F03-02

Apartment Phone # : 4122

Occupation : Causes Pests

"Replaces" : Nacha Mikaelys

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : July 14th

Zodiac Sign : Cancer

Height : 4'5" (135 cm)

Weight : 130 lbs (59 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Nose

Long Smile

Round Head

Curly Hair

Big Eyes

2. OTHERS :

Dark Green Skin

Dark Blue Hairtie

Ten Sharp Teeth

Black Pupils

White Eyes

Brown Necklace

Purple Dress

Teutates Taranis : Leather Gender Neutral Pansexual

ID Number : 789586413294

Apartment : F03-03

Apartment Phone # : 4242

Occupation : Annihilator

"Replaces" : Steven Rudboys

Relations : Ah Puch Xibalbá {Roomate}

Birthday : February 10 th

Zodiac Sign : Aquarius

Height : 6'8" (203 cm)

Weight : 152 lbs (69 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Monster by Imagine Dragons

Appearance :

LISTED :

Face Tattoos

Serious Gaze

Long Nose

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

Long Hair

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Red Pupils

Black Shades around the Eyes

Gothic/Punk Outfit

Ah Puch Xilbalbá : Leather Bisexual

ID Number : 564895213647

Apartment : F03-03

Apartment Phone # : 4242

Occupation : Bone Breaker

"Replaces" : Mclooy Rudboys

Relations : Teutates Taranis {Roomate}

Birthday : August 18th

Zodiac Sign : Leo

Height : 4'3" (129 cm)

Weight : 174 lbs (79 kg)

Blood Type : AB-

"Anthem" : Monster by Skillet

Appearance :

LISTED :

Wears a Mask

Round Head

Short Hair

Round Ears

Small Eyes

2. OTHERS :

Black Pupils

White Eyes

Bandages all over his Body

Grey Outfit

Multiple Bones Breaking Tools

Dagda Crom Cruach : Apogender Gray-Sexual

ID Number : 965845863219

Apartment : F03-04

Apartment Phone # : 4258

Occupation : Soul Scarecrow

"Replaces" : Alf Cappuccin

Relations : Izanami Yomi {Roomate}

Birthday : January 4th

Zodiac Sign : Capricorn

Height : 4'7" (140 cm)

Weight : 99 lbs (45 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Numb by Linkin Park

Appearance :

LISTED :

Wears a Hat

Mouth Stitches

Big Head

Wears a Mask

2. OTHERS :

Dark Purple Skin

Messy Grey Hair

Yellow Eyes

Spiral Black Pupils

Ropes all over his Body

Dark Red Coat

Izanami Yomi : Homoflexible Bigender

ID Number : 235689986532

Apartment : F03-04

Apartment Phone # : 4258

Occupation : Deforms Faces

"Replaces" : Rafttellyn Cappuccin

Relations : Dagda Crom Cruach {Roomate}

Birthday : September 11th

Zodiac Sign : Virgo

Height : 5'11" (180 cm)

Weight : 88 lbs (40 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Ghost by Halsey

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Hair

Big Nose

Round Chin

Pale Face

2. OTHERS :

Pink Lipstick

Tired Eyes

White Pupils

Brownish Yellow Eyes

White Dress

[ghoulie-67-baby]

Jigsaw piece- Criminal minds.

Summary: Your first case with the team has definitely gone well. You have a post case chat with Hotch.

Warnings: Language, fluff.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader.

Word count: 988.

Being the new team member wasn't easy. They didn't necessarily make it difficult it was just odd not having my footing in an environment. I had dressed for the part, slacks and a shirt, which made Garcia joke that I was the female version of Hotch.

I wanted to exude an atmosphere that screamed business, that didn't show I could be walked all over and treated like shit by anyone and so far I'd done a good job. Everyone treated me as an equal and when anyone outside the team tried to talk down to me they all had my back. I wasn't used to being the outsider though, in my last team I was there the longest and now I felt like a newborn donkey on wobbly legs. But that didn't stop me from doing my job. We threw ourselves into our case, I worked hard to prove that I was worth the transfer and was thoroughly exhausted by the end of it. I had managed to get some sort of common ground with the team. From enjoying fluffy animals with Garcia to comparing the best whiskey with Rossi, they were all wonderful and I was happy to say I worked well alongside them.

Reid and I had enslaved our brains over solving riddles sent by the unsub and I'd helped Prentiss and Morgan connect the victims. JJ had enlisted my help in dealing with some press that caused trouble before Hotch and I made the final arrest though it ended with a scuffle. The victim ended up clinging to me for a while but I was more than happy to comfort them, after all they'd been through enough. I catered my work to fit in any scenario they put me in, flexibility was key in this job and I got along with everyone so well. I was like a jigsaw piece, whatever shape the others were, I moulded myself to fit in whatever gap needed filling.

The past few days had been unceasing, the case was relentless and everyone was ready to go home and sleep in their own bed. Everyone apart from Rissi, Hotch and I were sleeping, slouched in positions that would definitely cause aches later on. Emily's head was in JJ's lap, whose fingers weaved through her dark hair as she leaned against the wall of the jet. Morgan has headphones on, snoring softly but not enough to wake everyone. Reid had his open book still clutched in his hand, glasses crooked and mouth open in a deep sleep. Rossi took notes from the case file in his book, pausing every so often before staring at the page in concentration. He nodded in thanks as I set down a fresh cup of coffee and wandered back to my seat.

"Thought you might want a fresh cup. I'm surprised you two aren't asleep yet." I spoke quietly to Hotch, wary of waking the team from their peaceful slumbers. He smiled slightly up at me, placing down his own files before taking the cup from me.

"I don't really sleep much on the jet and Dave has more energy than the rest of us at the best of times. He likes to make notes whilst they're fresh in mind." He paused, sipping his drink. "Why haven't you gotten some rest?"

"I'm not keen on sleeping in the air, turbulence is a nightmare and no matter how many times I fly I can't get used to it. That and my hair is always ridiculous when I wake up." I joked, grinning at my boss whilst I traced the patterns on my cup. He chuckled and nodded in understanding.

"Dave's not keen on flying either, his knuckles go white when turbulence hits. I'm surprised the tables aren't cracked." He joked, watching the older profiler as he worked. "I wouldn't mention it to Reid through, he'll tell you facts that definitely won't help. Reid's hair can be crazy when he wakes up too, JJ offers to braid it all the time but he refuses. You should ask her if she'll do yours sometime." He offered as I contemplated the thought.

"David seems very set in his ways. I imagine it's a good routine to be in after working for the FBI for so long. I might get some tips from him, might make me more organised." I paused to take a mouthful of the hot beverage before speaking once more. "I'm amazed at how well you all work together. You all really respect and care for each other. I'm so glad and honoured to be a part of the team and can't wait to get to know you all better."

"We're glad to have you on board. The team has really taken a shine to you." A smile crept onto my face as I looked around at the sleeping members.

"I've taken a shine to you guys too," I admitted, "you've all been so welcoming and sweet, it's been nice. Sometimes people are funny about new members, can be cold and try to force them out but you guys are so open to new people, it's refreshing." Stifling a yawn, I curled my legs under me, finishing off my drink.

"There's still a few hours before touchdown if you wanted to grab a bit of sleep. I can wake you up when we get closer if you'd like." My heart melted at the offer and I found I couldn't refuse it. After a second of hesitation, I nodded, curling against my seat and letting my eyes flutter shut. Even though I could feel his eyes on me, they gave me a sort of comfort and I relaxed rather quickly, breathing evening out as I began to drift off. Before I could completely fall asleep, I felt something being draped over me. The smell of cologne drifted up as I snuggled down into it, Hotch's blazer providing extra warmth.

[pinovapie]

Shattered Hope Tierlists

Okay, first of all, why is there barely any Danganronpa F: Shattered Hope fan content???? /jk

Secondly, as you may have guessed, welcome to my new obsession lol, it's weird, i first watched it years ago and i didn't really click with any characters that much,,, i know i liked POCKET (did not mean to type that in all caps but i'll leave it cos it's funny-) because of the VA's insane enthusiasm but i don't really remember anything else except the first victim. Anyways, rewatched recently and i'm instantly super invested!! May even rewatch episodes 7-10 and make a theory post!! Anyways tierlists!

Fav Characters

Rock is my favourite (i can't wait to be crushed by his inevitable death! Yippee!! /jk)

(for clarification i don't dislike any characters so far!)

WARNING: Spoilers for up to episode 10/first victim + investigation of shattered hope!!

These are my predictions!! The only things i feel strongly about are Enigma not making it to the end and Rock killing someone (either an unwilling/self defence kill or he snaps lol)

Listen, i know people think Rissi is a lil sus but i'm on the Rissi taking over as protag when Enigma perishes theory!!

For masterminds, i don't actually think the mastermind is one of the participants, i think it's more likely that the main mastermind is safely outside the game and they have traitor inside the game (willingly or unwillingly is yet to be seen.) So here's my suspicious list of potential traitors!

I know, i know, Rox could be an unwilling traitor but i believe that she's a red herring. Potentially, they ALL heard about Monokuma in some way but only Rox kept her memories of it. That way Monokuma showing up would immediately draw attention to her and make her suspicious. Therefore, she gets her own category !

As for Enigma and Anon, they're suspicious because of them lacking their talents completely but otherwise have no obvious connections. Corza is obviously the most obvious choice for unwilling traitor although he seems genuine in not knowing what Rules plan is or why he's doing it.

Rock's a weird one, i don't want to think he's secretly evil or something but he's been acting extremely suspiciously during the investigation. If his testimony about being the only one in the room when the BDA played is true (and based on Cross not thinking he's the culprit + Cross and Anon being able to call him out for lying, i do think it's true) that asks more questions. He could be a good pick for an unwilling traitor in my opinion. Maybe the MM told him to retrieve something from the scene because it pointed to them? Who knows.

Scarlet could be a hiding in plain sight threat. She seems nice and genuinely apologetic for her actions however.

Cross is another weird one. It could go either way honestly, he could be innocent, a willing traitor, an unwilling traitor or even the first killer based on his actions so far. Him constantly targeting Rox and Corza is seemingly reasonable on the surface but, if we assume the theory that they have memories of the hosts specifically to make them suspicious, it could very well be him trying to instigate a murder. He's seeming to be the 'Byakuya Togami' character but i doubt they'd do the same arc with such an obvious parallel. This is partially my reason for putting him here.

For the rest of the characters, even though we know plenty of info about them, there's not enough to fully come up with proper theories so they're sorted based of of vibes. I'd like to give honorary suspicious points to Twin and Moriteru for their talent and their personality respectively.

The idea of the ultimate voice actor being the mastermind/traitor is entertaining and definitely a fun idea. However, i think at this moment in time, he hasn't done anything remotely suspicious (honestly, he's kinda like Whit Young from despair time, suspicious for just existing and vibing rip) so he's not suspicious to me.

Moriteru, like Cross seems to be vaguely similar to Kokichi. Similarly to Cross, i don't think she'll have the same arc. I don't think we've seen enough of her for me to fully suspect her and i feel there's multiple paths she could take as a character. Including a traitor who's goal is to cause disruption. Alternatively, i could see her and Yaxi being involved in a murder in some way due to their obvious dislike of each other. Maybe the power of friendship wins her over and she's a survivor, who knows?

Anyways, thanks for listening to me ramble about my new obsession :D!!

[rissynicole]

🎧 <3

Okay, so I decided to do this by going to my “liked” songs on Spotify, which has turned into a repository of every single song I’ve ever added to every playlist I’ve made since 2014. So this thing is massive and is made up of tons of songs I’ve liked over the years.

When I pressed shuffle, I got this version of My Immortal that’s even sadder than the original, somehow

Favorite lines:

“These wounds won’t seem to heal,

This pain is just too real,

There’s just too much that time cannot erase”

[elspethdekarios]

WIP folder game

RULES: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs

Thank you @orangekittyenergy and @mumms-the-word for the tag!

I like... don't ever title stuff until I post it lol. So here are some descriptors of unfinished things.

Masquerade ball/saving Elspeth's sister from the cultists

Bath in a fresh stream, El sees Gale in pain from the orb, heals a wound it's caused

Arriving home in Waterdeep

Comforting Astarion after Cazador

Meeting Morena

Comforting Gale after a nightmare

Tagging @loserwitchbitch @rissi-chan @miradelletarot @whatacaitastrophe @lolthslover @voloslobotomyservice and anyone else who wants to do it!!

[tenebraevesper]

Five Nights at Freddy's: Salvaged, Night 24: The Big Bad Wolf

''Your blood's curdling and heart skips a beat, the nightmare awaits in the shadows. And I could swear I just heard a shriek, is there something I don't know? Cameras show you it's nearly the end, leave remaining hope for salvation. Your screams and struggles will not suspend, the torment and pain are the only redemption.''

– This Game Cannot Be Beaten by Sayonara Maxwell, Cover by Mia & Rissy (Five Nights at Freddy's 2)

xXxXxXx

The figure in the darkness observed Sam, his eyes glowing brightly. He tilted his head, having stood there for a while, as if unsure whether to approach her or not. Finally, he got closer, crouching next to her. Sam seemed to be deep asleep, unaware of his presence.

Springtrap sighed, simply glad that she didn't have any nightmares. He was worried about her, considering what she went through this night and the past days. After they went back home, he asked her whether she was feeling troubled about anything, but she simply shrugged it off. She looked rather content, with Springtrap feeling disturbed about her behavior. After all, it wasn't the first time she had faked a smile.

He put the blanket that Sam shook off, causing it to fall on the floor, back on her and gently stroke her hair, wondering whether she knew, despite being asleep, that he was here, watching over her. He then stood up and left, sneaking back into his room and waiting in silence, as he feared that Emma might've heard him. Even if she was tolerant of his presence, he didn't want to risk her wrath. He had wondered whether they should tell Emma what they had experienced, but decided to leave this decision to Sam.

He leaned against the door, thinking about the night and what Sam told him. Somehow, he was reliving his memories in the form of hallucinations, the whole time unsure about how or why that happened… and now, Sam could see them too. He didn't fully understand what was going on or what those hallucinations were, but he had a few theories, the main focus being his conversation with Henry.

Even though there was no way to prove it nor was it confirmed, he did believe that the person he was talking to was indeed Henry. His old partner had returned for a brief time to have a conversation with him in order to assess the situation, probably curious about William's current interests and plans. So far, it didn't seem that Henry felt that it was necessary to return, probably wanting William to figure things out on his own.

Honestly, Henry, it wouldn't hurt if you returned once more.

Springtrap thought back to his other hallucinations, which he figured to be a mix of memories and reality that had been twisted to fit those memories. So far, he knew that those hallucinations were partially manipulated by that vengeful spirit, but his own mind played a key part in the manifestation of those hallucinations. Whenever he felt desperate, frightened, anxious or concerned, he would see the static appearing in front of his eyes, knowing that another hallucination would follow soon. How bad the hallucination would be depended on his own state of mind.

Still, how is it possible for Sam to see any of it?

It had to be due to her experience with the remnant, there was no other way to explain it. Not only did she start to hear the spirit of the child, but she could also see what he saw during those hallucinations. Still, the problem here was that those hallucination's weren't supposed to be real. They were supposed to be only in his head.

Why is this all so complicated?

He shook his head, feeling frustrated. What he experienced couldn't even be called hallucinations, but were rather memories. That kid was able to twist them the way they wanted, using his own fears against him and during that period, he was unaware of what was really going on around him. This made him quite dangerous for anyone nearby, as he would act out on those memories. Basically, he would lose himself, lose his sense of reality, and wouldn't wake up until something happened or Sam called him.

That was what he had feared the most, that he would lose himself and lash out at Sam, not knowing what he was actually doing. Or even worse, he was well aware of what he was doing, and he wanted to carry on with his plans, not caring about the people around him. Springtrap felt chills going down his spine as he thought about the latter.

I can't let that happen.

Then, there was the way those nightmarish hallucinations had presented themselves. One of them involved him being aware of his surroundings, but getting cornered by shadow-like children. Those children weren't spirits, but the way they approached him was still unnerving. If Springtrap had to find a way to describe them, the only word that came to his mind was ''demonic''. He thought about it, then went to the bed where he left some of Sam's books and took the urban legend scrapbook she had made. As he opened a specific page, he was greeted with an image of several Black-Eyed Children, with Sam's notes being written next to it.

That's what they were reminding me of. Still, those entities I saw were shadow-like creatures taking the shape of children.

That thought didn't comfort him. However, it did make him realize how little he had investigated the supernatural part of his current situation. Despite what he had discovered, he always researched the scientific aspect of attaching a soul to an animatronic, never thinking about the supernatural aspect of his experiments. Now, he was forced to face what he had been ignoring for too long.

Even if I don't sleep, I still have nightmares.

The desire to contact Henry returned, now stronger. William was quite sure that Henry knew something about his current situation and probably had some answers. Still, he had no idea how talk to his old partner.

Springtrap sighed as he sat down on the couch. After what he had been through, he felt a little paranoid about how quiet the night was. He dreaded the moment that kid appeared again and continued torturing him.

Calm down. You can't allow yourself to have another mental breakdown.

He was determined to not let himself get affected by his paranoia and fear. Honestly, all he wanted was something he had decided since he became friends with Sam; he wanted to keep her happy. He was willing to do anything to ensure that she'd keep on smiling, even if it resulted in his own demise. He didn't care what would happen to him, as Sam was more important.

His ears drooped, his eyes glowing in a soft purple. He felt quite crestfallen.

Henry, I just want her to be happy. I hoped that you, out of all people, would understand that desire.

xXx

The next morning, Springtrap was sitting at the kitchen table, his head leaned against it, glancing from Sam, who was eating breakfast, to Emma, who was reading something on her phone. Sam was quiet, looking rather absent-minded. It didn't help that at one point she missed the bowl of cereal, looking quite flustered when she attempted to eat out of an empty spoon. She glanced at Springtrap, who clearly had noticed it, but he didn't chuckle as she expected that he would. Instead, he looked worried. She gave him a tired look and resumed with her breakfast. Emma glanced at the two, looking rather suspicious.

''Okay, what did you two do this time?'' she asked them, with Springtrap and Sam looking back at her, then glancing at each other, not really willing to talk. ''Why are you so quiet?''

''Nothing different from the usual had happened,'' Sam replied.

''Right,'' Springtrap added. Emma frowned, not buying it.

''I see,'' she muttered. ''So, do you need the car today?''

''No,'' Sam replied in a rather indifferent tone, having finished with her breakfast and placing the bowl in the dishwasher. ''I don't need it.''

She then went upstairs, with Emma having an expression that was a mix of surprise and confusion. Springtrap was also surprised, albeit it was more because of Sam's indifference. He stood up, about to follow her, when he was stopped by Emma.

''Say, Afton, do you have any idea why she doesn't need the car? I mean, she begged me yesterday to borrow it,'' Emma asked.

''I don't know,'' Springtrap replied. Emma rose an eyebrow, crossing her arms.

''Is it because you both have no idea what you'll do today or because Sam didn't tell you what she's planning to do today?'' she asked. Springtrap stared at her for a moment.

''Both.''

He actually didn't really think about what Sam planned for today, as he had other things on mind. Emma gave him a curious look, seemingly showing pity for him, but Springtrap didn't believe that that was the case. After all, why should she feel sorry for him?

''I know that you both are hiding something from me. You two seemed to have quite a rough night, especially you Afton,'' Emma said. Springtrap shrugged, giving her a look of guilt. ''What happened?''

''I hoped that I'd cheer Sam up by bringing her to Freddy's, and it worked for a while, but then I ended up suffering from another hallucination, and now she's worried about me. She didn't say anything, but there's now denying that she isn't thinking about what occurred the past night,'' Springtrap explained.

''So, that's why you two look so downcast today,'' Emma said. ''Although, wouldn't Sam usually talk to you when she's worried about something?''

''She did, and she seemed to be in good spirits when we went back home, but I still felt that there was something bothering her. She just had that kind of expression where she seemed to be faking how she felt. I guess she didn't want me to get worried,'' Springtrap explained. He noticed the look of concern on Emma's expression. ''Emma, was Sam always like this?''

''Unfortunately, yes,'' Emma replied. ''Sam has a tendency to convince herself that whatever problem she's dealing with isn't important enough to be worth sharing. She would just bottle up her emotions because she doesn't want to hurt other people's feelings.''

''That's something I have noticed,'' Springtrap said.

''I have tried to talk to her about it, but she would just pretend that the conversation helped her and that she felt better even thought it was clear that it didn't. She would just shut herself into her room and refuse to come out. I even heard her crying after one of those conversations,'' Emma said, looking anxious. ''Honestly, I'm really glad that she actually does go out and is genuinely happy for once, but I'm afraid that she might relapse and become depressed again.''

''I'm not going to let that happen,'' Springtrap replied.

''I have no doubt about that,'' Emma said, with Springtrap feeling confident. Despite being at odds, they both could agree on the fact that they both just wanted Sam to be happy.

The two suddenly heard steps, with Sam coming down and giving Springtrap an annoyed look. The latter looked startled when she grabbed his hand.

''Hey, what are you waiting for? Com'n!'' she said, pulling him upstairs. She then glanced at Emma. ''Bye, Mum!''

''Bye, sweetie,'' Emma replied, a small smile on her expression, waving a little.

As he followed Sam upstairs, Springtrap glanced at Emma, who shrugged. She seemed to have decided to let him deal with this issue, with Springtrap feeling glad about it. He wanted to talk to Sam about what happened, hoping to figure out what was wrong. Not to mention, while he did appreciate Sam trusting him, he feared that she would keep on trusting him even after he hurt her and he needed to find a way to get her to think more about the consequences of her decisions.

Once they entered her room, Sam turned her laptop towards Springtrap, pointing at an article she had found online.

''Look at this,'' she said. Springtrap glanced at the article, reading it. He frowned when he realized what the content was about.

''So, Ricky's has finally decided to upgrade their security in order to avoid more accidents,'' he said. ''I guess that means that they finally found someone to act as the night guard. It took them long enough.''

''Honestly, I think we should go to Ricky's regardless,'' Sam said. ''I mean, we should see whether there's anything that Connor had done with the animatronics.''

''So, that's what you wanted to do today,'' Springtrap said. ''But, how are you planning to do that? We cannot exactly go at night since they have a night guard now.''

''Well, I have an idea, but you're not going to like it,'' Sam said, looking a little flustered. Springtrap frowned. He knew her well enough to know that the look she gave him meant bad news. He sighed.

''What is it?'' he asked.

''Considering how Connor is interested in me, I thought that maybe I could act as a bait,'' Sam said.

''No, absolutely not!'' Springtrap replied sternly. ''You saw what happened to that girl! Do you really think I want to see you being dismembered by that lunatic?!''

''I know, but I don't think that Connor would want to murder me,'' Sam replied. ''I think he was more curious about my interest in the animatronics and probably wanted to know what was up with that.''

''Maybe, but didn't you provoke him the last time you were there? After all, we had already established that, if someone tells him what he doesn't want to hear, they'll get murdered,'' Springtrap pointed out. ''Honestly, I don't want you anywhere near him.''

''May I remind you that we won't figure anything out unless we confront Connor directly?'' Sam replied. ''All we have now are speculations and theories.''

''Then let me be the one to confront him. He cannot hurt me,'' Springtrap told her.

''No, I don't want you to confront Connor yet,'' Sam replied firmly.

''Sam, I'm pretty sure that he is aware of my existence…'' Springtrap said, only to get interrupted by her.

''I know that, but I doubt that he knows who you really are,'' Sam said. ''For now, I still want to act as if I don't know anything about what is going on. I want to know what he is planning to do.''

''Fine, but I will keep an eye on you,'' Springtrap said, still reluctant about this whole idea. ''If Connor tries to hurt you, rest assured, he's done for.''

''Okay,'' Sam said, knowing well that, even if Springtrap said that he wasn't going to murder anyone anymore, this promise didn't involve people who'd hurt her. She then grinned mischievously. ''You know, it is a bit ironical that the animatronics wanted to protect other children, yet failed, killing innocent people instead. However, their murderer has the same desire, but for different reasons, and is actually more successful than them.''

''I am aware of the irony,'' Springtrap muttered, looking slightly exasperated. ''But, I don't think that I'm more successful than them. I mean, I got you almost killed on multiple occasions.''

''I know, but…''

''Sam, the way you reacted last night… It was completely foolish of you to just blindly trust me,'' Springtrap cut her off. ''You should've tried to get away from me.''

''Would that have really changed anything? If I had fought back, would you really have let me go?'' Sam asked, with Springtrap looking flustered. He lowered his head.

''I-I don't know.'' He shook his head. ''But, still, you cannot always trust me.''

''Then, what else am I supposed to do?!'' Sam rose her voice suddenly, yelling at him. She then kept her mouth shut. ''I'm sorry, I didn't mean that…''

''It doesn't matter. There's nothing you have to apologize for,'' Springtrap replied.

''Honestly, I don't want to lose you as my friend,'' Sam admitted. She sat down on her bed, with Springtrap sitting next to her.

''Is that why you insist so much on trusting and forgiving me for my mistakes?'' Springtrap asked. Sam nodded. Springtrap thought back to her behavior from the previous night, as well as his conversation with Emma. He frowned. ''Still, you shouldn't be putting yourself in harm's way.''

''Well, you sneaked up on me,'' Sam pointed out.

''I meant that you should've left the moment you saw me behaving weirdly,'' Springtrap said dryly.

''I simply couldn't...'' Sam muttered, a look of guilt on her expression. It seemed that she wanted to add something, but she kept quiet. She then took a deep breath, continuing in a normal tone, ''Anyways, about Ricky's…''

''Sam, please stop with that,'' Springtrap cut her off, with Sam giving him a confused look. ''I know that there's something you wanted to tell me. Hell, even last night, when we went back home, you acted as if nothing important happened. When I asked you about it, you just smiled and told me that everything was fine. However, I know that there was something bothering you. Not to mention the way you reacted when I told you what my hallucination was about…''

''Well, it doesn't matter anymore. Besides, I told you my opinion on that,'' Sam replied, her tone a little colder than she intended. She noticed Springtrap's questioning expression, then lowered her head.

''Sam, what's wrong? Why are you like this? I mean, this isn't the first time you tried to hide how you felt from me and, according to Emma, this kind of behavior used to be much worse,'' Springtrap said. ''Bottling up your emotions isn't healthy for you and neither is pretending that the issues you're dealing with aren't important.''

''I don't know,'' Sam said in a quiet tone, her eyes tearing. ''I don't like bothering people and I don't want to be a burden, but in this case I really want to do something to improve myself. However, somehow, it ends like this…''

''Why do you even think that you're a burden?'' Springtrap asked.

''It's… It's because…'' Sam took a deep breath, feeling as if she was choking on something. A tear flew down her cheek. ''I-It's…''

''Sam…'' Springtrap felt guilty for making her cry. He wanted to comfort her, but suddenly shook her head, wiping her tears away.

''You know how I snapped at that kid?'' she said, her voice still shaky. ''Don't you think that it kind of felt as if they were bullying you?''

''I'd rather call it a punishment,'' Springtrap replied in a bitter tone.

''You're getting punished and taunted for no reason!'' Sam snapped. There was a look of horror on her expression, as obviously she didn't want to yell at him. ''I'm sorry…''

''You took it personal, didn't you?'' Springtrap asked as he slowly realized what this was about. After all, wasn't he talking to a victim of bullying? Sam nodded. ''Why didn't you tell me anything?''

''I figured that I'd be better if I just ignored everything,'' Sam replied. ''However, being told that 'you're worthless and selfish' over and over again will end up affecting you after some time.''

''Sam, I understand, but you shouldn't keep those things to yourself,'' Springtrap said. ''You should've told me everything rather than just pretending that things were fine.''

''Well, you were in a worse state than I was,'' Sam pointed out.

''I know, and it's getting really annoying that my mental state is being prioritized over your own,'' Springtrap replied. ''Besides, anyone who calls you worthless or selfish is a bloody idiot. You're an amazing person.''

''Yeah,'' Sam muttered in a bitter tone. ''I'm also amazingly reckless, throwing caution out the window.''

''I didn't mean that,'' Springtrap told her, a little alarmed.

''Then, being a mess describes me better,'' Sam said, cutting Springtrap off when he attempted to protest. ''I don't want neither you nor Mum to deal with my issues as I want to prove to myself that I can handle them, which also causes me to bottle up my feelings. Not only that, but I also don't want to burden people with my problems, as I fear that I'm just overthinking things. I had pretty much ghosted all my former friends because of all that bullying, having to deal with loneliness for months. Honestly, when we became friends, I was really happy and, as you said, I pretty much continued to forgive you all of your mistakes because I didn't want to lose you. What happened last night, with me trusting you despite the fact that you were close to killing me, I think it's because I reached my breaking point. I simply refuse to let go of you, logic and sanity be damned. I don't care what I have to do to keep you here, I will.''

Springtrap was shocked. He wasn't aware that her mental and emotional state deteriorated so much, to the point of obsession. He thought that his own desire to stay here was already bad enough.

There is a reason why I keep coming back, and now I have a reason to stay.

Maybe to someone this would sound quite sweet and comforting, but he knew that that thought had a more sinister meaning. He refused to leave even though he knew that he could kill her if he lost himself again, after all. This whole relationship was incredibly unhealthy, but none of them wanted to address the issue. For Sam, it was because she didn't want to be lonely anymore. For Springtrap, it was because he didn't want to tell her to not get too attached to him, as he might be forced to leave eventually, which would only worsen her current state of mind.

''You aren't the only one who feels like this. After all, didn't I refuse to leave despite fearing for your safety?'' Springtrap told her, with Sam giving her an exhausted look, a mix of guilt and misery on her expression. ''I think we need a different approach to this.''

''What do you mean?'' Sam asked, a little confused.

''It is more than obvious than something is wrong and we had pretty much established what it is,'' Springtrap explained. ''So, what is it that you want from me? What would make you feel happy without having to constantly suffer through waves of depression, fear and anxiety?''

''I just want you to stay,'' Sam admitted. ''That's all.''

''I'm staying, but I will try to find a way to make sure you won't have to suffer because of that,'' Springtrap said. ''However, in return, I want you to be more honest with me. I want to to stop pretending that your issues aren't important. I'm here to help you deal with them, just as you want to help me deal with my issues. I have no problem whatsoever with listening to whatever is bothering you, even if you think it is insignificant. Understood?''

''Yeah, I did,'' Sam replied, taking a deep breath. It was strange, but she did feel a little lighter. She then gave him a genuine mischievous smile. ''So, does this still mean that you're willing to keep an eye on me while I go confront Connor?''

''Do I have a choice at this point?'' Springtrap asked sarcastically. Still, he was glad that she was back to her cheerful self. He wanted to make things easier for her and was determined to improve their relationship, making it as less stressful as possible for both of them.

Sam hugged him, burying her head into his chest and relaxing. Springtrap gently stroked her head in a calming manner, just as happy as she was. However, he knew that there was still one more issue he needed to deal with, one that had nothing to do with Connor.

xXx

It was crowded as usual at Ricky's, although for Sam, the place could've been devoid of people and it wouldn't make a difference to her. She was looking at the animatronics, having already noticed that Ricky was gone. She knew that, the moment Connor sees her, he'll probably approach her. However, he was nowhere in sight.

How do you miss the Big Bad Wolf? Come to think about it, where's Springtrap?

Apparently, telling her that he would keep an eye on her didn't mean that he would also stay in her line of vision. Sam shrugged and decided to wander around a bit, thinking about her and Springtrap's conversation from earlier. She felt quite awkward after having told him how she felt, but was glad that he wanted to improve their current situation. They both had acknowledged that they made some kind of mistake and that they both needed to make some changes. All in all, she was relieved that she decided to tell him how she felt.

Well, you spent a lot of time with toxic people who made you feel like an outcast. Is it really that surprising that you would have trouble figuring out how functioning in a normal friendship? Besides, isn't the first step to self-healing admitting that there is actually a problem?

While she did feel confident, there was still that voice in her head. It was the voice of fear, asking her what would happen if she didn't manage to improve. What would happen if she failed?

Those kinds of thoughts caused me trouble in the first place. Instead of fearing failure, I should just use whatever I have learned from my mistakes to do something constructive with my life. Although, searching for a guy who is a threat to me isn't really constructive…

She sighed, knowing well this wasn't her first, nor will it be her last stupid idea.

xXx

Springtrap kept an eye on Sam, who was looking around for Connor, staying close to the stage. She looked a little lost, sighing and then resumed her search with a more confident expression. Sometimes, he had to wonder just where she found the willpower to continue with her life, no matter how miserable she felt.

''Hey, Mr. Bunny!''

Springtrap was startled when he heard someone addressing him and turned to the person, only to realize it were those twins he had met a while ago. He was a little surprised about how happy they were to see him.

''Hello,'' he said, crouching down. ''How are you doing?''

''We were actually searching for you all over the place,'' Kathy said.

''We even asked people whether they knew where you are, but nobody had any idea what we were talking about,'' Kyle added.

Springtrap felt a little sorry for them, as he didn't expect that the two would get interested so much in the bunny animatronic who helped them a while ago. He knew that he couldn't really tell them the truth, but looking at their eager expressions, he got an idea.

''I apologize for the absence, but there is a reason why you haven't seen me here,'' Springtrap told the two. ''Can you keep a secret?''

Kathy and Kyle's eyes lit up and they looked quite excited about the idea of being trusted with an important secret. They nodded.

''Yeah, sure!''

''What is it?''

''The reason why you won't see me here is because I'm not a member of Ricky's, but I come from a place named Freddy Fazbear's Pizza,'' Springtrap told them, with the two looking confused. ''It's a restaurant similar to Ricky's, but it isn't open yet.''

''Why are you here then?'' Kathy asked.

''Because I'm helping out a friend,'' Springtrap replied. He then grinned. ''Say, would you be interested in visiting Freddy's once it opens?''

''Sure!'' Kyle said.

''It sounds interesting,'' Kathy added. ''When is it going to open?''

''I'm not sure, but as much as I know, it is supposed to open this summer,'' Springtrap told them.

''Okay, we'll ask our parents,'' Kathy said. ''You're going to be there, right?''

''I probably will,'' Springtrap replied. To be honest, there was something he planned to do at Freddy's once the place opened again. ''You should go now, I still have something to do, okay?''

He stood up, watching the twins nodding and leaving, then glanced at where Sam was. He frowned, his eyes flaring purple when he saw that it wasn't the wolf animatronic who had approached her, but the man who used to wear it.

xXx

Sam had noticed Ricky coming towards her, but she tried to ignore him, feigning interest in the other animatronics that were on the stage. However, she felt that there was something strange about Ricky. She glanced back at the animatronic, noticing how mechanical his steps were. She realized that there wasn't an actor inside the costume.

Sam looked frantically around, realizing that she now had no idea where exactly Connor was. She figured that the best thing to do would be to get Springtrap and leave, but just as she tried to get away, she saw a man wearing an uniform and an ear piece suddenly approaching her. Nobody really payed attention to him as they were more interested in Ricky, who continued to entertain the crowd. Sam realized that she had got herself cornered in this small area next to the stage.

''Oh, hello,'' Connor greeted her, with Sam looking startled. ''Is there anything you need?''

''Eh, no. I was just looking at the animatronics,'' Sam replied.

''They're incredible, aren't they?'' Connor said.

''Well, I have my own favorites…'' Sam said. As much as she was aware of, Connor didn't know that she knew that he was Ricky's actor.

''Oh, really? Well, my favorite is Ricky,'' Connor told her. ''You see, I'm the technician responsible for them.''

''Is it hard to maintain an animatronic?'' Sam asked, trying to make some small talk.

''For me, it isn't, but what does frustrate me is that there aren't more people who appreciate them,'' Connor replied.

''Well, I do appreciate them,'' Sam said, with Connor giving her a curious look.

''The only problem is that you are more interested in those animatronics from Freddy's,'' he said, frowning and stepping closer. Sam backed away, staring at him in surprise. Connor smiled. ''I forgot to add that I'm also Ricky. I assume you didn't expect me to approach you without my costume.''

''No…'' Sam muttered, backing away when Connor took another step towards her. Connor then looked away from her, glancing at the crowd, as if searching for someone.

''Say, have you seen a strange bunny animatronic?'' he asked, looking back at her.

''The only bunny animatronic I know about is Bonnie,'' Sam replied, shrugging and trying to keep calm. She smiled awkwardly. ''But, Freddy's hasn't opened yet so… maybe it's the Bunny Man?''

Connor glared at her, with Sam giving him a nervous look.

''I doubt that,'' Connor replied. ''Anyways, since you're interested in the animatronics, maybe you'd want me to show you how they function.''

''Well, I…'' Sam's eyes widened as he stepped towards her again. Connor then glanced back at the crowd, grinning this time and turning back to her.

''You know, you shouldn't roam through this place at night, as bad things could happen. Those animatronics don't like intruders,'' he said. Sam stared at him in horror. ''As I said, I know the animatronics very well and I do notice when a part goes missing.''

''I have no idea what you're talking about,'' Sam replied, frowning.

''Don't worry, I won't tell anyone as long as you tell me what you know about this golden-green bunny animatronic,'' Connor told her. ''After all, he's watching you.''

''Leave me alone!'' Sam yelled at him, pushing him away as she ran past him. She did briefly turn back to him, noticing Connor looking at her with a smile on his expression. She shuddered, quickly leaving.

Connor looked back at where he saw the bunny animatronic, noticing that he was gone again. However, the murderous glare the animatronic was giving him was enough for him to confirm that the girl he was talking to was quite important to him.

xXx

''Sam, are you okay? Did he hurt you?''

Springtrap had found Sam outside in the back alley, with her shaking and looking freaked out. He had quickly approached her, noticing the look of relief on her expression as she saw him.

''No, he didn't hurt me, but…'' Sam replied, then shook her head. ''Let's just get away from here.''

''What happened?'' Springtrap asked as he followed her. He felt a mix of anger and worry, torn between going back to deal with Connor and staying with Sam.

''He knows,'' Sam said, with Springtrap giving her a stunned look. ''He is aware that we were at Ricky's and took that device from Raven. I don't think that he knows that we were also at the factory, but I do believe he'll eventually figure that out as well. Also, he asked me about you.''

''What did you tell him?'' Springtrap asked.

''I pretended I didn't know anything, but that didn't convince him,'' Sam replied, shuddering. ''He wasn't there to hurt me. He just wanted to confirm what he had already suspected. I was such an idiot! We shouldn't have went there.''

She felt Springtrap's hand on her shoulder, turning to him and noticing the comforting look on his expression.

''Sam, don't blame yourself for what had happened,'' he told her. ''I believe that he would've found out about this sooner or later. No matter what you did, you couldn't prevent it.''

''Still, you were right. This was a stupid idea,'' Sam said, lowering her head. She gave him a questioning look when he crouched down, grinning at her.

''Actually, I don't think it was,'' Springtrap replied. ''After all, wasn't the point of this trying to find out more about what he knows? You may have unintentionally gave him a few answers, but we also got some information.''

''Now that I think about it, you're right,'' Sam said. ''But, I don't think I will go back there, be it after hours or not.''

''That's a smart decision,'' Springtrap replied, then frowned. ''Although, I wouldn't mind going after him when no one's around.''

''Let's just go home,'' Sam told him, shaking her head. ''I have enough of Ricky's and their resident Big Bad Wolf.''

''If you say so…'' Springtrap stood up, following her. ''Speaking of the Big Bad Wolf, I assume you see yourself as Red Riding Hood then. So, what does that make me, the Hunter?''

''No, you're just another Wolf,'' Sam replied, with Springtrap giving her a confused look. ''Although, you're more trustworthy.''

''I guess you're right,'' Springtrap said, then frowned.

Although, this doesn't really make me a better person, does it?

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Rissi is this you.

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"You're only six years late, Winter," I sighed, removing my dagger so that the old man fell limply to the floor. The emperor's gaurds, previously stationary, jumped to life with their weapons pointed at the new arrival. "At ease," I ordered, unconsciously wiping the blood on my snow white skirt. Winter dropped her sword, it clattered to the ground and the sound of metal on stone reverberated throughout the cathedral. I winced, the noise sending a jolt of pain through my aching head. The old man put up more of a fight than I had expected, managing to nearly crack my skull off the stone steps. "I guess you remember me now?"

"Clarissa..." my name was a breath of wind across her lips, the whisper amplified once more by the empty hall. It was then that she fell to her hands and knees in shock. "What have you done?" She asked, unable to look me on the eye.

"I did what you never could. I defeated the evil," I replied coldly, kicking the late emperor's body aside as I approached Winter.

"What the hell do you mean? You said you'd never leave Fisher's Cove with me, but you can leave it to go on a savage killing spree?" Did she really not know?

"All of you, out," I ordered the gaurds. They were hesitant but left us alone.

"Are you going to kill me too?" Winter asked bitterly, and what little was left of my heart shattered.

"Winter," my voice was softer now, and she looked up at me. Her warm brown eyes were swimming with confusion and rage, but that all melted away to sorrow when she saw the silent tears running down my face. "Fisher's Cove is," I took a breath to search for the right words, "it's gone." The weight of realization slammed into me as I said those words, and I sank to the ground in front of her. I had gotten my revenge, and prevented him from hurting anyone ever again, but it didn't bring them back. It didn't reanimate the corpses of my loved ones, or unburn the town that I called home for 17 years. The cove, and every one in it, aside from Winter and I, was gone, and it was never coming back.

"What?" Winter asked incredulously, but I couldn't repeat myself. "Rissy, what do you mean?" She was begging me for an answer, for my words to mean anything than what they did, but I couldn't give her that. Despite the circumstances of our reunion, I found myself looking for comfort, and falling into her arms. She caught me, as she always did, and held me so carefully. I know well that we are on opossing sides, and that she may kill me in this moment of weakness, but I felt safe. For the first time in six years I allowed myself to feel something other than rage as I broke down in her arms. I half expected her to stab me in the back while I was vulnerable, but she didn't.

"Everyone is gone. He killed them all, and it was my fault!" I forced out, clinging desperately to Winter. "I'm sorry," I whispered, unable to finish the sentence. I'm sorry we ended up on opposite sides. I'm sorry I killed so many in my search for vengeance. I'm sorry I didn't listen.

"No. I'm sorry I couldn't protect them... couldn't protect you." Winter's voice was soft, and I could hear it cracking with grief. Even though the Cove hadn't been her home, she was friends with many of the residents there, and would have to mourn them as well, but for now she seemed focused on me. She dragged me into her lap, one of her calloused hands tangling into my blonde hair. I don't know how long we stayed like that. It could've been minutes, or it could've been days, all I know is that I cried myself to sleep there in her arms.

The hero busts through the door and says “I have come to end your reign of terror!” Just as you put a dagger through the emperor’s heart.

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