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HEAR ME OUT! (SPOILERS FOR AOT AND NINJAGO)

I have been in many fandoms over the years and while rewatching both shows I just realised that these two character are basically the same niche category and now I can't unsee it:

And I left out but like before they die, they pull a 180 and try to get a redemption arc going but it never sets off. Also both of them are drama queens and literal royals🤣

So, my personal headcanon is from now on is that Zeke adopts Harumi at some point XD So no, this is not a ship, rather an unhinged family consisting Single Dad Zeke and Menace Child Harumi.

What do you think about it guys?

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What if...? - Aka the spiced up version of AOT

I have been writing our fanfic Take Care (click on it to open) on AO3 for a while now with my co-writer Wolf13.

There, Eren is Hange's nephew and gets adopted by her and Levi at the age of ten, when Hange finds him at the fall of Shiganshina. With his past forgotten he becomes one of humanity's strongest under Levi, taking up his surname and claiming the title of being his son. He also shows interest in science due to Hange's influence on him. Eren has a pair of goggles he almost never takes off, from Hange, using it when experimenting on titans or on an expedition.

In short: This story is about finding out that true freedom comes from breaking the cycle and how love is the answer.

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Arcane season 2 broke my heart so here I am fixing what needs to be fixed and mixing my best man Silco into this salad of fix-it, found family and even more heartbreaking!

You can read my new story called Enemy on AO3 but it's on Wattpad too for the girlies!

AO3 Here

Wattpad Here

Summary:

Maelis is a ghost, a spy, a weapon of Piltover. But when called back into the hellhole she was taken from, the past she tried so hard to bury now unravels before her eyes.

The mission was meant to be easy. Find Silco, infiltrate his ranks and neutralise him. But all it takes is one broken girl to awaken her will to protect and realise that the new boss of the Undercity might not be the monster everyone tells him to be.

But what matters in the end when everybody wants to be your enemy?

The cover was made by my lovely sibling @blackpanda48! Shoutout to them for the artwork!

PS.: If anyone wonders they only used the picture as a base for the pose because according to them they suck at drawing poses.

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The third part of my detective Unicron series is here! Hope you enjoy this one too!

Previous part

Part three: Wonders of life

It took Sarah half an hour to convince Eric that no, her car and in extension no vehicles will turn into giant talking alien robots he just called "my brother's creations". His reluctance just fuelled her annoyance which led her finally just pushing him into the car and closing the door on him.

"Let me out you mortal!" he screamed on a high-pitched noise as he tried to not touch anything here out of pure disgust. "I'm a God! I'm..."

But Sarah just turned on the radio and put the volume on max. As the radio blared the opening chords of Highway to Hell, Sarah couldn’t help but smirk, the irony of the song choice almost too perfect.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" she yelled with a grin.

Unicron glared at her, his fingers pressed against his ears as he shouted over the music. "I hate you!" But to be honest, Unicron usually hated everyone.

"The feeling is mutual!" she yelled back, shrugging her shoulders as she pushed on the gas. All throughout the journey he was rambling again but at least this time Sarah couldn't hear him over the volume of the music. Thank the Gods!

Only when she parked down before the apartment complex where she lived was when she turned off the radio.

"Agh" he groaned, massaging his temples, wondering why humans inflict this pain on themselves and call it pleasure. This type of behaviour was a mystery even to him. How could humans be more evil than him, their own creator? "I will never do this ever again."

“Oh, don’t worry, big guy, you’ll be getting in that car plenty of times while you’re with me,” Sarah replied, flashing him an insufferable smile as she climbed out and slammed the door shut.

As they made their way towards her apartment, Unicron took in his surroundings with a look of pure disdain. Every step he took seemed to fuel his irritation, his nose wrinkling at the scent of gasoline and faintly burnt food from a nearby vendor. “How do you live like this?” he muttered, sidestepping a crumpled soda can on the sidewalk as if it were toxic.

"Well, ask that God of yours why he didn't increase my salary" she looked at him amused as she stretched.

"I do not meddle with the foolish struggles of mortals" he said, almost offended that Sarah thought he was ever going to care about such things as salary.

"Then don't be surprised if we live the way we do, Eric" she stated as they arrived in her apartment and Unicron took a good look at the small and worn flat.

“This,” he said, looking around with a sneer, “is hardly fit for a god.”

“Good thing you’re not one,” she shot back, grabbing a stack of blankets from the closet. “Now, here’s your bed.” She tossed the blankets on the couch, ignoring his look of horror.

And then, almost at the worst possible moment, Molly appeared. Probably curious about what was happening in the living room.

"Hi aunt Sarah" she said, books in her hands. "Nelly's parents took me home after school and I have been doing my homework since" she said as she went to the fridge. The guy in the living room was new but Molly knew from a young age that her aunt always had some weird things coming her way.

"Hey" Sarah greeted her while rubbing the back of her neck. "Ah... I think we have to talk. This is Eric" she pointed at Unicron. "And he will be staying for a... while."

"Hm..." Molly hummed as she started to drink her orange juice with a straw and walked closer to Unicron. "What are you?" she asked, almost seeing through him. Which somehow made Unicron uneasy. What were these little creatures?

"I'm Unicron, the god of..."

"No, you're not," she said, drinking casually. "I think you look like somebody who just fell from grace."

"I am not some tragic hero!" he glared at her, even the thought of good making this body's skin crawl.

"Then why do you have that righteous anger in your eyes?" she asked back, calm in her voice. "As if someone betrayed you?"

Primus

The name burned in his mind. He was his brother a traitor. A weak and pathetic being who thought creation and order is what the universe needed. Primus was his brother nothing.

"Okay Molly, I think you have been watching too much TV. Eric is only a bit full of himself" Sarah said, dismissing Molly who just made a pouting face, but retreated to her room, taking a bag of chips with her. "Look, I'm going to do some research in my room since you gave me nothing to work with in this case."

"He said something about butterflies" Unicron stated, trying to take his mind off his brother Primus. "I resurrected him for a moment and he said butterfly."

"Butterfly?" Sarah suddenly turned around. "The Butterfly night club is just a street away from where you and he lived" Sarah said, her voice full with excitement and thrill. There it was finally. A clue.

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Here is the second part of my detective Unicron series, hope you like it! Anyway, the next part is on the way!

Previous part

Part two: True Evil

When Unicron was sitting on the bed in the hospital, looking at the bill with those numbers on it, something dawned on him.

"YOU DARE TO CHARGE FOR LIFE ITSELF?! HOW VILE IS THAT?" he yelled, his eyes snapping back onto the detective that took him here. "I thought I was evil, but this..." he said as the truth hit him like Primus's slap during their battles. Maybe the last Prime has been right all along. These vile creatures were his children. And this made him smirk with fondness he never felt before.

"Eric, look at me" she said, snapping her fingers in front of his face. She has been trying to interrogate him this past hour but he wouldn't say anything useful. Only ramble about humanity. "Your brother is dead, he was stabbed with the same knife that was in your back. You have to..."

"My brother is anything but dead" Unicron stated in a bored tone, even just the thought of Primus irking him.

"Let's start again for the last time" she said, taking a deep breath, her patience running thin. "Your brother was found dead. Do you have any idea who might have done it?"

"No, but I assure you, when I find out who put me into this disgusting thing, I will tear the fabric of their small mind into tiny pieces until their head explodes!" he exclaimed, standing up irritated. "I'M A GOD!"

She watched with a mix of frustration and fascination as "Eric" stormed around the hospital room, his voice echoing through the halls. She’d dealt with her fair share of eccentric people, but this guy took the cake. The way he spoke, the utter conviction in his voice. Like he actually believed he was some kind of deity.

"If he's doing this again, I'll swear I will arrest him and close the case with him being the killer" she whispered to herself as she buried her face into her hands.

"I heard that, you miserable insect," he sneered, tilting his head with an air of superiority. "Accuse me of your petty crimes again, and I will..."

"You will what?" she interrupted, pinning him with a sharp gaze. "You'll either end up in prison or the psych ward. Neither of them sounds like a thing for a god."

This made him halt in his tracks and think for a second. Like really think. Then he looked at her, seething with anger.

"I do what I please, when I please. If you dare to stand in my way, I will strike you down before you can think with that puny brain of yours" he stated, his voice having a dark and dangerous edge.

"You're right. Go ahead and do whatever you want" she said, standing up and walking out of the room. He was useless, so why should she waste more time and breath on him? But as she stepped out of the room, ready to buy some coffee and continue her work, real work, her phone rang. Pulling it out she noticed her boss's name and she knew to prepare for the worst.

"Sarah, is Eric Vance still with you?" was his first question. "We found a fingerprint on the knife that doesn't match either his or his brother's. The killer might be still at large."

"Just perfect," Sarah said, massaging her temples, annoyed. "And what do we want to do with him? Put him under witness protection?"

"Something like that" her boss said in an ominous voice and Sarah already had a knot in her stomach. "I need you to keep him at your flat until we solve this case."

"To keep him... AT MY FLAT? Are you insane? This guy has a god complex and I will not let him even come close to my niece. Molly is only ten!" Sarah rebutted immediately, not wanting this at all.

“Listen, Sarah,” her boss continued, his tone serious, “The founding was cut like years ago to our station, so we don’t have a choice. If the killer is still out there and knows Eric survived, he’s a target. We need him close, and you’re the only one I trust to keep an eye on him.”

"You're seriously asking me to babysit a guy who believes he's a god?" she protested, trying to keep her voice steady. "What if he decides to go on a rampage? Or worse, what if he decides to test those so-called powers on my furniture? Did you see the crime scene? It was a mess!"

"Miss Ryes, you are a police officer and I think you know how to subdue someone when it poses danger to their environment. Or did your training lack this aspect, officer?"

"No, sir" she sighed, her hands going into the pocket of her jacket. "But I'm sending the bills to the department if he decides to wreck chaos in my house."

"Good luck with making the department pay for anything" he said and ended the call.

"Good luck with making the department pay for anything" Sarah said to herself in a mocking voice, knowing well that no one will pay her. She barely gets money for the abysmal amount of overtime she has to do every month. "Whatever. I just need to figure out how to tell this to Molly..."

"And the insect returns" he simply stated as he noticed Sarah stepping back into the room while he was pacing in circles endlessly, trying to think.

"Okay Eric, we…" she started but he just cut her off.

"Unicron" he won't be called by any other name than his own.

"Okay, then Unicorn we have..." she said again as she rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Unicron! Know the name of your god!" he screamed, looking like a fussy toddler to Sarah, then some god. And oh, the real God have mercy on this poor fool, because she certainly won't if he keeps up this attitude.

"Whatever you think your name is, I'm going to call you Eric. Now Eric, you're coming with me. I have things to do and Jesus, you're slowing me down" she said, grabbing his arm and pulling him out with her.

"Jesus?"

"Yeah, you know. The son of God" she said, lifting her eyebrow confused. How does a guy with a god complex not know about Jesus of all people?

"You mean Thunderwing*? What is it with him?" he sharply looked at her, confused why Thunderwing just came up. 

"Thunderwing?"

"Yes, the one you call Jesus is actually Thunderwing, my herald, you foolish mortal" he stated like this was a well known fact and Sarah is the stupid one for not knowing.

"Actually, I'm inclined to ask what kind of religion you are practicing, because I'm going to be honest with you for a sec. Thunderwing does sound way cooler than Jesus."

"I'm God. I am the religion" he simply said, putting his hands into the pocket of his jacket.

*For those who don't know Thunderwing is a character from Transformers: Prime - The Game. He is the direct creation of Unicron, making him the perfect analogy for Jesus.

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I had the ridiculous idea of Unicron becoming a detective and using his powers to resurrect the dead to interrogate the victims as a gimmick. So detective Unicron it is.

Part one: Rude awakening

It was a especially windy day in Chicago, with dark clouds hanging over the sky like a blanket. The city looked perfect for a noir story to be told. Except that it will well... not be your usual criminal fiction.

A guy, around his thirties was laying in his own pool of blood, his suit drenched in the liquid that came out of the wound on his back. He had been laying there for hours now, most definitely being dead and forgotten. But then out of nowhere he suddenly took a breath like a newborn baby as he lifted up his face and involuntarily started to crawl.

"MARK MY WORD PRIME, YOU WILL...!" he screamed like a scared five-year-old when they saw something under their bed. But he suddenly came to a halt as he noticed his surroundings. "What?" he looked around as he quickly stood up and limped towards the window, grabbing into anything he could. He looked down seeing the streets, stuffed with humans. "This is not where I am supposed to be" he stated, fury apparent on his face. But it was rare for Unicron to not be angry. He was the god of destruction after all. "I'm not supposed to be between these worms! I'm a god!" he screamed again in rage, throwing the closest thing to him, a vase, to the wall.

But it wasn't enough, it was never enough. His fury was messy, flipping the chairs, flipping the tables. He was ready to tear down the whole house if could. Now the place really seemed like someone was killed here. But standing there in the middle of the room with a heaving chest, he noticed another body laying in one of the doorways. Seeking answers, he made his way towards the body, kneeling beside it as he lifted up his left hand. He was a god, and wherever he went, his powers followed.

Unicron held his hand over the lifeless form, his fingers twitching with a faint, purple and chaotic energy. Moments later, the body gasped, filling its lungs with air in a sharp, sudden breath, and the eyes fluttered open, wide with terror.

“Where… wha–?” but he couldn't say anything as he grabbed him by the collar.

"Who did this? Who put me into this vessel?!" Unicron hissed, his anger mounting again. Whoever did this will pay dearly for crossing path with the god of Destruction.

"Run... found... butterfly... brother!" he gurgled a lot of nonsense as blood ran down from the corners of his mouth. Seconds later his eyes rolled backwards and he was gone. Unicron tried to resurrect him again, but without any success. This body had limitations. How nice.

Then Unicron heard footsteps. "The insects are coming" he stated but before he could say or do anything a human entered the apartment through the door that was left open. Her olive skin and dark, shoulder-length hair framed a face that was both sharp and compassionate, her eyes sweeping across the room with a keen, practiced gaze. This wasn't her first rodeo.

"Eric Vance?" she asked as her hand lingered on her pistol strapped to her thigh. "I'm Detective Ryes from the Chicago Police Department and there's a possibility that someone wants to kill..." she started to say but then suddenly stopped.

"I need no help from the likes of you worm" he looked up her, his eyes having a purple shine in the flickering light above him. "I'm freed from my prison and I will waste no..."

"There's a knife in your back!" she said, sounding half concerned and half annoyed.

"I do not care! Don't you dare interrupt me while I'm speaking, insect!" he yelled, getting a grip on the knife and pulling it out with one swift move.

"Oh my God" the woman whispered to herself as she stepped closer.

"Yes, you are speaking to him" Unicron stated in a darkened voice as he threw the knife into the floor. He's going to find out who did this. Even if he has to tear this universe apart.

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I know it did not really had the detective part yet, but I thought putting it out in parts might be better as Tumblr not really made for huge chunk of texts.

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I’m convinced that Poor Man’s Poison songs are made to fit the transformers lore. So expect me making an edit of TF:One when I can get my hands on it with Let’s go!.

Because no one can tell me this doesn’t give the vibes of the film (I’m cutting here to in no way give spoilers accidentally):

Some are afraid, some full of rage

We all feel we've been betrayed

And they make us pay (they'll make us pay)

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You know you played too much Minecraft when someone opens a door in the book you’re reading and you unconsciously hear the Minecraft door opening sound.

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Look what I have!

I have finally started to write my Shadow and Bone fanfiction with my favourite dark, tall and brooding bad boy, The Darkling!

This is a meme for the story, if interested you can find out more under the cut.

Fandoms: Shadow and Bone (TV), The Grisha Trilogy – Leigh Bardugo

Relationships: The Darkling⎪Alexander Morozova/Original Female Character, Mal Oretsev/Alina Starkov

Additional Tags: Amplifiers, Heroine's Journey, the main character is just a normal human (almost), Discrimination, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Enemies to Lovers, Slavery, Redemption, Travelling together, Horses, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Childhood Trauma, Sexual Tension, Slow Burn

Some are born to be heroes, some are made to be villains. And some are just ordinary humans in a magical world.

The life of Yelena Orlova, the mailwoman of the Little Palace, is a never-ending cycle. But when Alina appears, Yelena's life cannot remain untouched either. She gets into a something she should never have. But there is no turning back, and victory leads through darkness. Or just the shadow summoner General Kirigan.

Excerpt:

“So my sweet lamb went home” he sighed as he jumped up onto Dust and rode out so fast that her mother only could see the dust behind his horse’s hoof.

“Oh, Aleksander,” she sighed. “When will you realise that she is no lamb, but a wolf in disguise?”

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Children of Lucifer

Now that I have watched Hazbin Hotel and met another child of Lucifer I could imagine something like this:

But with them instead:

This would make a great sitcom indeed!

If there's more (because I remember Supernatural also having a child of Lucifer?) feel free to tell me so I can add them into the group🤣

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Road to redemption (fanfic)

Hi guys! I finally finished my story, so I guessed I share the news with you too! If you're interested you find the AO3 link with the tags under the cut, attached with a snippet from the fanfic. (And you also have this beauty of photoshopped picture to pique your interest XD)

Chapters: 24/24

Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Megatron (Transformers)/Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Megatron, Original Female Character, Original Male Character, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Soundwave

Additional Tags: no beta we die like cliffjumper, i wanted a redemption fanfic so i wrote one, Xenophilia, stuck in a different body, Human Megatron, Redemption, anger issues, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Human/Transformer Relationships, Megatron talks about his feelings, Ice Skating, Torture

Summonary:

Megatron thought his fate was to rule over Cybertron as he meant to be from the beginning.

Now he is ripped from everything he used to know (thanks to a certain scout) as he's stuck in a human body that belonged to someone else. Starting again from the bottom, he is determined to reverse whatever happened, no matter the price.

But Primus may have even more surprises in store. Starting with the stubborn human female, Elisabeth Osborne, who makes him question everything he believed in.

Snippet:

“In the grand scheme of things we all have our burdens to carry and parts to play, my child” he (Primus) stated, sounding gentle. “You happened to carry more burden, because I gave the hardest battles to my strongest soldiers.”

“And when did I sign up for the war?” Megatron asked, hands folded, eyebrows furrowed.

“Oh, that’s a good one. Elisabeth’s work is clearly visible, I see” giggled Merlin in delight.

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Five Nights At Freddy's William Afton x F!Reader A/N: The continution of Until Death Do Us Part, but can be read separetely. And yes, this one is longer. But at least the characters are talking now.

You left him in that backroom, choking on his blood and dying, never looking back. Still, that night haunted your dreams in ways you could never imagine. There was deep inside a part of you that genuinely loved that man. A part that thought he was only just broken and needed to be mended. But you buried it deep, only letting that part’s guilt torment you in your dreams.

What you knew is that when the management found him in the morning they decided to seal off that room and forget that William Afton ever existed. You wished you could erase him from your life just like they did from theirs.

To avenge your little sister, Cassidy, you had to become a monster just like him. You had to dirty your hands, be his partner in crime. It was the only way to make him think you madly loved him. And when the perfect moment came you betrayed him and took your revenge.

After making peace with what you’ve done, you thought it was finally over. But fate is a funny thing after all. Forgetting that knowing him, he will definitely return one day, you spent the next ten years helping those who have been wronged by William. And boy, it was a long list.

But in the end you circled back to this shithole as you realised that since that day, you didn’t get any older. Like as if you stopped aging. So you went back to his old house for his research papers, thinking that you might find some kind of answers in them.

In his old house you found his son, Michael. He wasn’t looking like he used to be when you two briefly met all those years ago. But you could tell that he’s been through hell. Maybe even worse than that because now he was a ghost, possessing his own rotting body.

He was also surprised to see that you haven’t aged at all. But wasn’t that really when he heard your story of you taking your revenge.

“That fucker deserved it. Maybe even more” That was Michael’s honest reaction to your story. You could only laugh at his response. He then offended to help, thinking that you deserved the same peace just like everyone else.

After looking around, you two found his old notes about the why and how of his killing spree over the years. What started as a promise to put his own damned child back together ended up in the death of many others, so that he could make remnant out of them, thinking that will bring back the children he have lost. On the last pages of the notebook he even wrote about you. It wasn’t what you thought he would write. Professing eternal love so deep that he even thought about just quitting altogether to start a new life with you. But you knew it well that he was way too deep for that. 

Nevertheless you were surprised as you always thought he too played the part of a man madly in love with his woman. You thought this was a game where the one who fools the other sooner wins. But it was not the case. He genuinely loved you. That bastard! 

In the end what you two come up with that the remnant must be keeping you in the same age, making you some kind of immortal. But when that night you dreamt about your sister, you realised. Cassidy was the one keeping you this way, so when Afton comes back you will have the strength to put an end to this.

So you spent the next two decades trying to think of ways how to kill him for good. Send his soul to hell. Hell… that’s what you needed. To burn him until nothing remains.

Soon, 30 years have passed since your cursed wedding at the backroom of the Freddy Fazebear’s pizzeria. And when that same place is reopened as a horror attraction, you knew he will soon be back. So you and Michael signed up for the night guard job and planned how you two are gonna end it.

On the second night he was there and your heart started to beat faster even at the sight of him. Though you didn’t really see anything as he tried to hide from the cameras the best he could. 

“Do you wanna meet him?” Michael asked while looking at you. He knew the history you two shared more than anyone.

“Not now” you quietly said. You then pushed the button and the laughing of children could be heard in the next room, where William soon headed because of the programming of his suit.

“He looks so trapped in that suit. Hm… Let’s call this amalgamation Springtrap” came up Michael with the name idea as you two were sitting bored in the office.

“Fitting” you nod in agreement as you turn a page in your favourite book. Hours pass and you are still reading as Michael fell asleep on the desk, while watching the monitors. Noticing this, you put your book down, deciding it would be time to meet your cursed husband.

Walking past the monitors, you take note where he is now and continue your journey towards that way. Picking up the taser you confidently walked through the halls of the horror attraction.

When you close your eyes and go to sleep And it's down to the sound of a heartbeat

When you heard the song coming from the speakers throughout the whole building, you froze for a minute, only to realise that Michael was up and signalling this by playing the same song you've been dancing to with William on your first date.

"Fuck you Michael" you quietly stated as you composed yourself and took a deep breath as you turned right in the end of the corridor to come face to face with your husband.

He takes a good look at you, his mechanical eyes focusing on your unaged face. Even though 30 years has passed, you were still the same. Not like him. His suit rotted away, leaving even more wires and springs to be exposed. You could see through the holes how his flesh stuck to the metal, making him one with the suit.

You could hear the clancing of the gears as he tried to open his mouth, no doubt to speak to you. But it soon came to a halt as the rusty metal did not let him do what he wanted. However, he was William, so he continued anyway.

"It's been... been... a while" he finally managed to say, his quiet words loudly echoing between these walls. You did not say anything. He didn't deserved to hear your voice. "It took... took me long to... to realise. You are... the sister... the sister of Cas..."

"DON'T YOU DARE TO MENTION HER NAME!" you exploded, anger apparent on your cheeks as you held the taser higher and ignited it, electricity cracking between the two tiny metal rods. "She was just a child and you...!" you yelled, tears threatening too fall even after so many years. But you had to keep your shit together. "You gutted her like an animal and stuffed her into one of the suits" your voice dropped and became so calm that even William was suprised by it.

"So revenge... it is."

"The word revenge cannot even give you what I've planned for you. This time I will send your soul straight to hell and stay there to torture it until the end of time" you said, laughing leaving your lips as you took some steps towards him. You weren't afraid. From him? Never.

As you advanced towards William Afton, a sense of determination and purpose welled up within you. The past three decades had been a relentless pursuit of revenge, and now the moment of reckoning was at hand.

"That... that will be... heaven then" he smiled, or at least attempted to smile. "Because... I get to be with you... forever"

You couldn't believe the audacity of his words. Even now, he clung to the delusion that he could be with you for eternity. It was sickening.

"You are truly mad, Afton" you whispered, your voice dripping with contempt.

"Don't say... that you are... not..." he said and you had to admit that he was right. He infected you and now you were just as insane and bloodthirsty.

"I'm not saying it, love" you quietly answered, not even noticing that the part which still loved him was showing.

With a swift movement, you lunged at Springtrap, ready to push the taser into his suit, but your attempt was short-lived as he quckly grabbed your waist.

"You... can't... escape me" he wheezed, his words coming out in painful gasps. "We'll... be together... always..."

"Always, Afton?" you scoffed, your anger boiling over. "The only thing that will be eternal is your torment in the deepest, darkest pits of hell."

"I... I love... when you... determined like... like this" he whispered, pulling you close and giving you some kind of twisted kiss. And the worst part was... that you liked it.

You tell me that you want me You tell me that you need me

The song still went on and it made you even more unsure of your feelings right now. Conflicting emotions coursed through you. The memories of your twisted relationship with Afton, the years of seeking revenge, and the disturbing connection you still felt for him... it all clashed.

As the song played on, you found yourself grappling uncertainty. Afton's words and the sensation of his touch stirred something deep within you, a part of you that somehow loved him. But you couldn't allow that vulnerability to cloud your judgment.

So you had to trick him once again. So you kissed him back, knowing that this was the only way to get close enough to carry out your plan. As you deepened the kiss, you could see the surprise in Afton's mechanical eyes. He believed he had won you over with his twisted charm, but little did he know that this was your opportunity to get the upper hand. You could taste the desperation in his kiss, the longing for a love that could never be.

"You were always good at playing games, love. But the rules have changed since then..." Breaking away from the kiss, you reached for the taser with your free hand. You had to end this, for now at least. So you pressed the taser against his rotting flesh and activated it.

You watched him silently suffer from the electicity and twitch uncontollably. It felt great.

"You will... will be... back..." he whispered to you in pain. "Because you... you always come back... back to me" he then despite the pain managed to laugh before he shortcircuited and fell to the floor.

"Two down. Four more nights to go" you said turning around and going back into the office. You will make his life a living hell, here... and the other side too once you burned this fucking place down.

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Five nights at Freddy’s William Afton x F!Reader

A/N: The movie got me back to my FNaF era, so I thought I write a oneshot with my favourite guy.

Note: William gets springtrapped. What a surprise indeed.

Your mother would be disgusted if she would see you now. Marrying the insane serial killer who ended your own sister’s life. But just like Cassidy, you were onto vengeance too. And to avenge the sister you have lost, you were willing to do anything. Even if it meant sacrificing your beliefs and becoming a monster just like the one before your very eyes.

So in the abandoned backroom of the Freddy Fazebear’s pizza you stood, holding his hands and waiting for an uncertain future to come.

“We are gathered here today in this beautiful place to witness the joining of two lives” came the prerecorded voice of a priest from the tape player which stood on the chair between you and him.

“Beautiful place? What a joke” you thought as your eyes were focused on the black-white floor tiles. He did just rid himself from the last of the old animatronics whose parts were splattered all over the floor. But it mattered not to him, he simply ignored all the destruction he brought upon himself and all the souls he enraged.

You weren’t paying any attention as the feeling of your revenge being so close started to consume every part of your whole being. You wanted it so bad, couldn’t wait to finally do it. But unlike him you had self control. You knew you had to wait for the perfect moment to get through with your plan. Or else you fail, becoming a ghost of the past just like your sister.

“You may kiss the bride” this was when you came back to your senses. It was time. Finally.

You then let go of his hands and swept the tape player from the chair with one swift move. You then stepped on it to be closer in height to this bastard. To clearly see the pain in his eyes as you take your revenge.

He was in that damned bunny suit just like you asked.

“The children will fear you this way. You will be invincible” you whispered into his ears this morning as you two were laying in the bed. Sweet lies. That’s what they were.

What pulled you back was his wet lips on yours as his hands roughly grabbed your waist. It was time…

Some part of the suit was exposed, showing how old that thing actually was. You knew that the springs were the only thing keeping him from being smashed. But it was about time to be changed. You knew from him that those springs were delicate and easily triggerable. That’s why you were standing in the middle of the mouldy backroom. You could see the wetness forming on those exposed wires and springs as you carefully wriggled out the knife which you sew into your bridal dress while he was out, destroying the animatronics.

In the meantime you tried to keep the act of the woman madly in love with him. You let his hands grab your breasts as he moved onto your neck to put kisses on. Your stomach churned in disgust. You wanted to vomit. But once you freed the knife, you felt finally relieved.

You gripped the knife tighter and stabbed him in the side. Your sudden act made him stumble a few steps backwards as his mouth was wide open. But he didn’t even had a chance to mutter a word out as the springlocks immediately snapped from the impact of the knife.

His blood spilled onto your white dress as he tried to scream but couldn’t as the metal stabbed through his lungs. You could only hear him drowning in his own blood as you stepped down from the chair with a mad grin on your face. As he knelt down because of the immense pain, you had time to notice the ghosts who seemed to be the only witnesses of your cursed wedding. The few moments of eye contact you shared told them everything they needed to know. It told your sister everything she needed to know.

Then you looked back at him. Anger radiated from him, your betrayal carving into his soul for forever. You knew he will come back. He always comes back. But until that day, you will thrive in the pain you caused him.

While picking up the headpiece of the suit next to your right foot you knew what you had to do. You walked towards him, lifting the headpiece higher.

“Until death do us part, William Afton!” you angrily yelled, pushing what you were holding into his head and hearing the springlocks inside that also snap.

It was what he deserved. It was all he will deserve. Endless pain and torture.

Word count: 781 Characters: 4188

It now has a continuation called Back to me.

[csilis]

The reason why I love this fandom.

Getting me into the most obscure ships.

Morrumi wedding!!

i just love to do it.

[csilis]

Looking for RP/Writing partner

I have some ideas for a darker Draco x OFC fanfic, but after doing the timeline and the preparations I realized it's a bit more than I can chew.

Anyway, I'm open to write about anything else if there are any other fandoms that match.

So what fandoms I'm writing in?

I have a Transformers: Prime fic on AO3.

I have fics in Harry Potter, Attack On Titan, MCU, and Lego Ninjago, but them being in Hungarian.

What I would also gladly write in?

Detroit: Become Human, Genshin Impact, FNAF

Fully Original setting: Historical eras, Fantasy, Sci-fi

When it comes to fanfics I'm mainly a romance writer, but I usually have adventure/action as the side topic of my fics.

Other stuff

I'm looking for someone close to my age (I'm 19), preferably female, but I'm not minding any other gender. Also not minding starter writers, as long as they have a decent English level (around B2).

[csilis]

Here I am once again promoting my fanfic! This time I can offer review exchanges too as I ran out of fics and can't find anything nowadays. So if you're interested just give me a pm!

Road to redemption

Chapters: 21/?

Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Megatron (Transformers)/Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Megatron, Original Female Character, Original Male Character, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee

Additional Tags: no beta we die like cliffjumper, i wanted a redemption fanfic so i wrote one, did i mention i suck at english grammar?, Xenophilia, if im not mistaken, Slow Burn, i guess?, stuck in a different body, Human Megatron - Freeform, Alien/Human Relationships, Redemption, Robot/Human Relationships, anger issues, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Episode: s03e13 Deadlock (Transformers Prime), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Human/Transformer Relationships (Transformers), Megatron talks about his feelings, Reconciliation, Ice Skating, Megatron & Elisabeth & their sexual tension, Fluff and Angst, Idiots in Love

Summonary:

Megatron thought his fate was to rule over Cybertron as he meant to be from the beginning.

Now he is ripped from everything he used to know (thanks to a certain scout) as he's stuck in a human body that belonged to someone else. Starting again from the bottom, he is determined to reverse whatever happened, no matter the price.

But Primus may have even more surprises in store. Starting with the stubborn human female, Elisabeth Osborne, who makes him question everything he believed in.

Snippet (just to be really fancy):

“It was. I still miss him these days and think about how I failed him. I should have warned him instead of arguing and ignoring his feelings.” Because that’s what he really felt. Failure followed him like a shadow; always there to remind him what they said to them in the mines.

“You will never be bigger than the shadow you cast.” And since in the dark they didn’t have shadows, it only fitted them. They will never be bigger than nobody’s. But he wished to be, fought to be bigger.

“I know what you feel as I failed Merlin. I should have never left him” she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “But you cannot change some things. You can only accept the consequences.”

“After he died, no one asked me how I felt. How much it pained me to lose him” he said looking away, into the distance, while a knot formed in his throat. “You are the first one to be ever interested in me, not the ideals I hold.”

“I think it’s because you let me see more than your ideals. You let me see the person behind the façade.”

[csilis]

I realised I should use my tumblr more so, here I go promoting my fanfic. This is kinda lighearted, also my first try in the fandom. Feedback and support is always appreciated (but really, I'm in need of feedback!).

Road to redemption

Chapters: 9/?

Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Megatron (Transformers)/Original Female Character(s), Elita One/Optimus Prime, Original Female Character/Original Male Character

Characters: Megatron, Original Female Character, Original Male Character, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee

Additional Tags: no beta we die like cliffjumper, i wanted a redemption fanfic so i wrote one, did i mention i suck at english grammar?, Xenophilia, if im not mistaken, Slow Burn, i guess?, stuck in a different body, Human Megatron - Freeform, Alien/Human Relationships, Redemption, Robot/Human Relationships, anger issues, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Episode: s03e13 Deadlock (Transformers Prime), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Summary:

“I wonder what it would be like if a robot mind was transferred to… a human…” – Transformers G1 S02E01

Megatron thought his fate was to rule over Cybertron, freeing all.

But now he is ripped everything he used to know (thanks to a certain scout) as he's stuck in a human body which belonged to someone else. Starting again from the bottom, he is determined to reverse whatever happened.

But Primus may have even more suprise in store. Starting with the stubborn human female, Elisabeth Osborne.

Snippet (just to be really fancy):

Elisabeth sighed, being happy that she dodged the total embarrassment, but for her biggest surprise, she found Megatron giggling next to her.

“You made a scene just to not embarrass yourself, but you only embarrassed yourself more.” This whole situation was something that Starscream would get himself into.

“It’s not funny, you know? Being the babysitter of a 'dead', half-robot, half-car, military leader, vampire alien, in your best friend’s body, who tried to kill you when you two met” she crossed her hands still having the angry wife's impression.