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adrealucia · 2 years

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pairing: agedup!ao'nung x agedup!neteyam x y/n metkayina ( x lo'ak ? )

warning: sfw, love triangle (?), fighting, honestly just ao'nung and neteyam being simps for y/n

word count: 2.3 k

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„You have got to realise that you cannot give shit to her!", Neteyam laughs, and pushes his friend playfully aside. He doesn't like to see the pictures of you and Ao'nung, that sometimes creep up into his head. deep inside, he knows that he is the one for you and not the other guy. You on the other hand cannot picture yourself with either of them. The two men have been your best friends since you guys learned how to walk, also you may or may not already have laid an eye on someone else. You are so tired of the two fighting about who would be a potential better pick for you. Ao'nung puts on an evil grin: "If you say that her being the future Tsahìk of the Metkayina clan is giving shit to her, you're probably right men." It almost feels like they have this urge inside of them to fight about you for every second of the day. "Mating into the family of Toruk Makto sounds like a better pick to me.", Neteyam shrugs his shoulders and honestly that's the only thing he actually might be right about. "Bet she wouldn't want to pass the demon blood down to her future children.", Ao'nung pouts, pretending like he's deeply sorry for his friend. You wonder how they can even label themselves friends, when all they do is mock each other and fight.

The Omatikaya was almost about to throw a fit, punching the other in the face, right when you and lo'ak entered the Marui. You and lo'ak have been spending most of your time together now, since the other two man are really getting on your nerves. Once you enter Ao'nung's and Neteyam's sight they both innocently smile at you, pretending like they did not fight all along. "Did my little brother treat you well?", the older one asks and chuckles, making lo'ak roll his eyes. You sigh: "Of course he did".

"I will leave the two of you alone again, don't worry. I am just here to grab my bag", the annoyed undertone in your voice, leaves lo'ak giggling. He immediately earns an evil glare from his older brother. Taking his hands up in defense, shaking his head and takes one step back. "Where are you going?", Ao'nung asks, looking after you. "Oh, me and lo'ak wanted to look for some pretty shells on the beach. I promised my mother to help her, I guess she needs them to braid someone's hair.. I don't know.", you grab your bag and lightly smile back at your friends. You love them so much and it really hurts you to give them the cold shoulder, but things between the two of them have gotten out of hand. So you don't want to encourage them even more. "I will help you!", Neteyam also grabs a bag, throwing it over his shoulder, already good to go. You pull a face full of irritation, that is not really want you wanted. "Oh it's fine, lo'ak is already helpi-", your words were cut of by an eager Ao'nung: "I am also coming with you!"

You look around, helpless, looking at lo'ak. 'I am sorry' you mouth and he just gives you an understanding little smile. "Well, looks like you have enough hands to help you out. I will be looking for Tuk, if you want to hang out later again", your friend turns around and leaves the marui, leaving you alone with these two fools. "Great.", you sigh, turning around to face your other friends, putting on a forced smile. "Let's go.", Neteyam takes your hand, like it's nothing, intertwining your fingers with his and drags you out of the shelter, to the beach. Ao'nung, who's already mad, just follows after you.

"Okay, don't pick boring ones.. look for some shells with bright colours or the ones that have a pretty shine to them, got it?", both of them immediately nodding, already committed to the job. The one advantage is that they will put so much effort into the little things, to impress you and obviously to show off their skills. You turn your back to them and focus on searching the beach for pretty shells. When you find one you happily smile and put them into the bag that's hanging across your upper body. For a while you're not being distracted and very glad, that the man did not pick up on a fight yet.

"I have something for you.", being so focused on your task, you are slightly startled, when you suddenly feel Neteyam's hand on your shoulder. With interest you turn around, to face him. Seeing a beautiful flower in one of his hands, you can't help yourself but look at him in awe. "that's so pretty, thank you!", you giggle quietly, looking at Ao'nung who is still focused on his job. "Turn around, I will put it into your braid.", the older man gently turns you over and somewhere squeezes the pretty flower into your braid. He seems pleased with what he had done. You can feel him carefully stroking over your shoulders, before he adjusts your hair one more time. You would lie if you had said that this small gestures didn't make your heart drop for a second and the goosebumps on your skin would also give it away.

"And look what else I found!", setting your focus back on Neteyam, you can also see from the corner of your eyes that Ao'nung seems to be a little bit raging. The man are definitely going to pick up a fight sooner or later today, you already know it.

Neteyam holds up a really beautiful shell, that he found. It was shining in blue, green and yellow colours, your favourite colours actually. "woow", your open your month in excitement, slightly swinging on your feet back and forth. "I thought you could keep it to yourself!", Neteyam has always been the sweetest and you like that he's so affectionate and loving. You grin at him, taking the pretty shell into your hands and admiring it. "I like it very much, that's so sweet of you." You remember the days back to when you, Ao'nung and Neteyam used to play at the beach. Splashing water into each others faces, drawing into the sand, building little castles out of wet sand and looking for a shell the other would like. Of course this stoped once you guys got older, but him remembering touched your heart. "What's that?", the other man suddenly showed interest on your little present as well. "Isn't it pretty? Neteyam just gave it to me!", you remember, when it still used to be fun teasing the boys. One day talking more with Neteyam, making Ao'nung jealous, next day the other way around. Sometimes you told them a lie, just to see the jealousy in their eyes. It would always be something small, like saying : 'Neteyam's new hair is really pretty, don't you think so too?' or 'Ao'nung looks so manly lately, don't you agree?'. Well, it used to be fun. Now that both of the man know how to seriously hurt each other, it's no fun no more.

"You're really desperate trying to get her to like you, Neteyam.", Ao'nung tightens his jaw, making him look scary, angry, but you have to admit, also really good looking. But the words that just came out of his mouth are making you mad. Neteyam was just being nice, right? He did not had any other intentions, at least that is what you would like to believe. "I was just being kind to her. Not my problem, you did not thought of making her a pleasure.", the older man was furios, you could clearly tell. "If she would let, I would give all the pleasure in the world to her.", Ao'nung puts an evil grin, making you bite your inner cheek. His comment made your face turn red. You looked down at your feet, regretting taking them with you. "Don't be so nasty, is that all you want? To fuck her?".

Neteyam's question made you widen your eyes in disbelief. Did he really just say that? You take a step back, watching how the two get closer to each other. "You fucker", Ao'nung pushes the other back, making Neteyam stumble. He balanced himself out pretty quickly and the look on his face tells you it's about to go down bad. You don't want them fighting, but you honestly don't know how to stop them either. The older one is not holding back, instantly putting his hand to a fist, punching his friend. Your body twitches together in an instant, holding a hand up to your mouth in shook. Ao'nung doesn't punch back, instead he looks over to you: "Is that who you want? Someone who's not hesitating to punch a younger one?". Neteyam laughs, this time he's the one in disbelief. "Oh, that's what it's about. Provoking me to put yourself in a better light?". The older seems disappointed in his friend and somehow also in you. "Honestly, I am done.." He turns around, wanting to leave you and Ao'nung behind.

You react quick, not wanting him to leave for some reason. Grabbing his hand, making him stand still. "Don't go..", you whisper, looking at your friend with big eyes. Neteyam grunts, not knowing why you would want him to stay. "Choose.", he suddenly demands, not clear what he's talking about. Ao'nung licks his lips, tasting blood. He seems to be confused as well, but than it hits him and he kind of likes the idea. "what?", it's almost like there's no sound coming out of your mouth, that's how quiet you talk. "Choose, it's either him or me.", Neteyam seems serious, it's quite rare seeing him like that. You instantly shake your head. There is no way you're gonna choose one of them. Honestly your life would be missing something, if one them wouldn't be here with you. "I can't do that.", you look helpless and Neteyam has lost all of his expression. "Then I am making it easy for you.", he pulls his hand out of your grip, turning his back to you.

In a matter of seconds you had to make a decision, otherwise you would loose him or maybe even both of them. Your running after Neteyam, standing still right in front of him. He's trying to ignore you, trying to make his way past you. "..don't", you demand quietly and he actually stops for a moment. Ao'nung is quick to follow you, wanting to know what you would do next. Both of them standing next to each other, both looking into your eyes. They're waiting for you to do something.

"kiss me.", you whisper.

The two in front of you looking at you confused, who were you talking to? "I want you to kiss me, both of you.", you are nervous, maybe even shaking, not knowing how they would react. Your heart is beating so fast, you might faint if no one is going to react to your demand. Ao'nung reaches for your cheek, gently pulling your face towards him. His lips are meeting yours. Ever so slowly he is moving them against yours. You place your hand above his, grabbing Neteyam's hand with your other one. Squeezing it, trying to show him that he is not left out. You move your lips as well, gently and slow. Kissing your friend felt good, that's something you actually did not expect. A hand is finding its place on your shoulder, pulling you and Ao'nung apart. Immediately you're pulled into the next kiss, this time your lips are hitting a different pair of lips. Neteyam kisses you differently, more lustful, but not exactly rough. His lips are softer, but smaller. Someone is stroking through your hair and suddenly there are little butterflies flying around in your stomach, making your knees weak.

You pull away, taking the to two man by their hands, making them sit down on the sand with you. You place one hand onto Neteyam's thigh and the other one onto Ao'nung's. Your thumb is gently caressing their skin. Your looking back up, locking eyes with the Metkayina boy. This time you're the one kissing him. You're the one in charge, kissing him with more force this time. Kissing him fast and hungrier. Feeling little pecks on your shoulder, you pull away for a moment to look at Neteyam, who's giving you the sweetest smile. Immediately you're being drawn into another kiss, this time you're the one gently stroking Ao'nung's cheek. He smiles into the kiss and for a moment you're happy.

Pressing away again, you look at them and sigh. "I cannot choose.", you mutter, looking so sad. Both of the man feeling hurt, seeing you this way. Neteyam lifts his hand, placing it in yours and Ao'nung is doing the same. "it's okay y/n.", Ao'nung is the one to comfort you with his words, making you feel slightly better. But deep inside of you, you know someone's going to get hurt. You might like them more than you thought, but still there is someone else that also has your heart. You are feeling bad, not being able to decide on someone. But how could you? Neteyam gives you a sweet little peck onto your forehead, making you bite your lip. "You don't have to choose.", he smiles, looking at you in awe.

You know that you might not have to choose someone today, but one day you definitely have to.

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authors note: another repost!

I really hope tumblr will make this show up in the tags :(

#atwow #atwow smut #avatar 2 #neteyam #neteyam x y/n #jake sully #loak x reader #atwow kiri #neytiri #awow x reader #ao’nung #ao’nung x neteyam x reader #ao‘nung x y/n #aonung #ao’nung x reader #sfw #neteyam sfw #ao’nung sfw #avatar sfw

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asmodeus-682 · 1 year

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S.A.M.S incorrect quotes

Solar Flare: I'm a reverse necromancer

Lunar: isn't that just killing people?

Solar Flare: Ah, technically

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Earth: I told Lunar his ears turn red when he lies

KC: why?

Earth: look

Earth: hey Lunar do you love us!?

Lunar, covering his ears: no-!

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Earth: what do you think Lunar will do as a distraction?

Bloodmoon: he'll probably make a loud noise or throw a rock. That's what I'd do.

*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*

Bloodmoon: .......orrr that-

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Glamrock Helpy: Lunar and I don't use pet names

Puppet: oh really?

Monty: Helpy what's this? *shows a photo of a butterfly*

Glamrock Helpy: butterfly?

Lunar, half asleep: yes Teddy bear..?

Glamrock Helpy:

Puppet: don't fucking lie to us again

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Glamrock Helpy: how is the cutest guy in the world doing~?

Lunar: oh- um- dunno, how are you doing?

Glamrock Helpy: *flustered* um-

Puppet, sat on the fridge: I'm doing great! Thanks for asking!

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Solar Flare: shit..we need to get the door open.. Monty give me your credit card

Monty: okay-?? *hands it over*

Solar Flare: *puts it in their pocket* thanks. Lunar break down the door

Lunar: hehehehe >:3

#sun and moon show #sams #sun and moon show lunar #sams lunar #fnaf lunar #sun and moon show incorrect quotes #glamrock helpy #puppet mgafs #mgafs monty #sams solar flare #sams bloodmoon #earth sun and moon show #sun and moon show moon #spacebear #Glamrock Helpy x Lunar #sun and moon show killcode

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daydream-believin · 1 month

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Like a Boiled Frog (you don't even scream) [ch 3]

Start here! + previous chapter

Chapter summary: Hear a horrible story from Mikey's childhood. Play (more like fight for your life) some air hockey while interrogating him. Figure out he's a walking corpse. Meet Helpy :)

Warnings: I mean you can see the graphic imagery right there in the first paragraph lol. canon-typical violence.

Word count: 3920, but quite a lot happens

A/N: Im sorry if this ruins it for anyone but part of this au is that michael and henry have a good relationship lol. uh also the mention of the trope "Final Girl" is gender neutral. Don't have to be a girl to be a "Final Girl", promise

Taglist: @spirit-of-the-hollow (thanks for being so sweet, btw)

“And then I did the worst thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. I lifted him up to the bloody thing’s mouth,” Michael leaned down, pushing his face into your personal space in some half-assed effort to scare you, “And I do mean bloody, not in the British way. That wretched animatronic worked like a clam, opening and closing to look like it was singing. The jaw was spring-loaded. Popped his head like a balloon,”

Your gaze briefly flicked behind him to the garbage sculpture that had a balloon for a head, and you let out the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. This lungful of air hitting his face caused him to close his eyes and retreat from his little intimidation tactic. Yeah, your breath had to smell nasty right now, sorry man.

He violently raked a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath himself. Thankfully, despite the callous way he presented the facts, he didn’t seem to be proud of this… accomplishment. You could see it in his eyes. He was just trying and failing to act tough and scare you away.

His hair was slightly off-kilter now. Yeah, that was a rug. Hmm. Weird, he didn’t look old enough to already be balding to the point of needing one. But, from what you’ve seen, he might be some kind of cyborg or something. If he “got gutted like a fish” and his eyes glowed in the dark.

“He died in the hospital not even a day later...”

“Oh,” was all you could offer.

His tone had been angry, but you could perceive that it was more with himself than anything. Which you could understand, you’d be incredibly angry with yourself if you were responsible for the gruesome death of a child. Damn. You clumsily put a hand on his shoulder in some attempt at comfort. Michael, in defiance of your expectations, didn’t immediately try to shake it off. But he did glare at you briefly.

Silence settled over you two as you tried to gauge if he was going to keep adding on to this awful story or if he’d hit the limit on what he was willing to relive. You gently patted his shoulder. Michael looked back at you, mouth open like he was about to say something else, but then closed it in a deep frown. Alright, your turn then.

“I am so, so sorry… I—I don’t even know what to say.”

“No one ever does,” he chuckled to himself, as you used the hand that was already resting on his shoulder to pull him into a full embrace, “What are—”

He stiffened up, clearly not used to the physical contact. That’s okay, you weren’t either. But you needed this. For some reason. It was a bit awkward, still being up on the stage, but that was okay too.

“Mate, you don’t have to—it happened 40 years ago, I’m okay,” his tone had the annoyance of someone tired of telling the same old story.

You squeezed Michael a little harder. He was so cold, even in the summer heat. Probably because he kept it like an icebox in here.

“Maybe you don’t feel like you need a hug after all that, Michael, but I do,”

You didn’t even know him. But just the thought of something as horrible as this happening made your stomach churn. The worst kind of horror story: a real one.

He shook you off of him, brushing himself off as he left the stage.

“You want to play some air hockey? I just fixed the machine this morning and need to test it out,”

Okay… So y’all are obviously done talking about this, apparently. You wouldn’t hold it against him. You wouldn’t want to keep talking about this either and would want a quick distraction like this too. Suppose this was technically him getting right back to work. Which was getting a little suspicious, like he was a little kid who was scrambling to do all the chores he procrastinated on because he could hear Daddy pull up in the driveway.

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Michael fired up the machine and breathed a sigh of relief when it actually stayed on for more than a few seconds this time. He had in fact fixed it. Good. That would’ve been embarrassing.

The machine hummed, providing some kind of background noise to cut the silence. Perhaps Mike would consider turning the radio back on over the PA system, if he wasn’t planning on quickly smoking you at this little game and then shoving you right back out the door again. If he turned on the music, you might get the wrong idea and think you’re being welcomed.

You just... Needed to get out of here, okay? The longer you’re here the worse it’s going to get. Even though you were stubborn as a mule, you did seem to care about his brother in some capacity. It was probably a side effect of whatever manipulation that toy bear had used to get you in town, but caring is caring. Unfortunately, sentimentality had no place here at Fazbear Entertainment. As ironic as that statement is, the restaurant being a children’s birthday venue.

“So, um,” you placed your hand over the mallet to draw it back towards you as it began floating away, “you know how I mentioned, um, how Evan was, like, really scared of this one dude?”

“Yeah,” Michael tossed the puck onto the table and almost violently hit it in your direction.

He wasn’t pulling any punches, and he really didn’t like where this conversation was headed.

“And that dude looks like you,” you barely managed to hit the puck back at him.

“Yep.” He popped that P hard.

Michael’s annoyance at grown-ups fussing at him and telling him how handsome he was going to be one day because he looked just like his father had blossomed into a full blown feeling of hatred and disgust as an adult. Especially if it was some stranger like you, throwing the fact in his face like that.

The puck zoomed to him, and he shot it straight into your goal. He was not even looking at you. It looked like he was just preoccupied with whether or not the scoreboard was actually displaying the right numbers, so you didn’t hold it against him.

You took a breath, annoyed that your prompting didn’t get a bite, “Well, would you mind me asking who that dude is?”

You tossed the puck back onto the table and sent it his way. You should’ve held it against him, however, because he was blatantly avoiding your gaze on purpose, actually, cross that you were pushing this topic.

“I would mind, actually,” he once again took no prisoners, spiking the puck.

You narrowly escaped him getting a one-hit kill on you, “Well, normally I would respect that,”

“Good, then respect it,” he said through gritted teeth, trying to shut this whole conversation down.

“But given the circumstances, I don’t think I will, no”

He hit the puck so hard it flew off the air table and rolled under a neighboring arcade cabinet. Shit.

“So, are you his cyborg clone or something,” you watched as he shuffled down onto his knees to reach under the cabinet.

He sat back on his haunches, “What?”

“You said Evan died 40 years ago, and you are very much not an old man right now.”

“That’s because I’m dead,” he said as if it were obvious, walking back to his battle station at the air hockey table.

Christ almighty. Is he… Is he doomed to run a pizza restaurant for all eternity or something? Because that’s how these stories normally go. Someone commits an egregious sin, and they’re cursed to walk the earth, righting their wrong. In his case, having accidentally killed his brother, he now has to make sure all the children at Freddy Fazbear’s have perfect birthday parties. Is this Utahn Chuck E Cheese rip-off his purgatory?

He once again tossed the puck back onto the table, sending your way in a flash, “But you’re asking about my father. Our father.” he said this incredibly coldly.

And normally when people said “father” and not “dad”, there was a reason.

Welp, there’s that one-hit kill. You didn’t even register it, too wrapped up in this case now, like you were Fred Scooby Doo or something. Freddy Fazbear Scooby—Anyway.

“I uh, I don’t get the sense you liked him very well either, then,”

He laughed, that laugh that reminded you of said father, apparently, “You could say that. The man is a homicidal maniac, Y/n. I’m not exactly concerning myself with buying him the right tie for Father’s Day. Although, I did buy him one shaped like a fish as a joke one year, but his fashion taste is so horrendous he wore it like it was normal,”

You clumsily hit the puck to the wall, and it lazily bounced between walls in a way that told you Michael was about to have to lean over the table to reach it.

Honestly, what were you expecting? Eh, that’s not entirely fair to Mr. Coveralls Senior. You thought he was abusing his kids, sure, but ‘homicidal’ is new territory. You could easily see how one could fade into the other, however.

Even more alarmingly, you couldn’t help but notice the present tense.

Maybe Michael wasn’t the only one doomed to walk the earth here, and the idea sent shivers down your spine.

Mike did in fact have to lean over the table to hit that puck straight into your goal once again.

“Come on now, I feel like you’re not even trying.”

“I feel like I’m at an appropriate level of trying, all things considered,” even so, you redoubled your efforts.

You hit the puck as fast and as straight as you could get it. Unfortunately, he parried that easily, like he could do it in his sleep. Considering he might be bound to pizzeria arcades for all eternity, maybe he could’ve.

“What exactly do you mean by ‘homicidal maniac’,

“I mean that we still don’t have a solid number on his victims, and let’s leave it at that. Just try not to be one of them, okay?”

You swallowed hard, keeping your eyes on the puck.

That did maybe provide some insight on Michael’s renovation frenzy, however. Was Daddy pulling into the driveway soon?

“So, like,” you managed to go four hits in before he won the point this time, “I’ve noticed you’re working pretty hard. Is this whole… Family thing the reason you were up all night? Is this a “hammers ever cease” type situation?”

“A what situation?” he effortlessly sent the puck back to you the second it was on his side again. No moments of respite when it came to air hockey, apparently.

“Okay see there was this lady, who had this house built with a bajillion rooms,” he raised his brow in playful question, “I can’t remember the actual number on command, okay?”

He shot the puck into your goal ruthlessly, “sorry, continue,”

To be honest, as much as you were annoyed, you were just grateful to be interacting with another human being for as long as you two had been.

“Anyway, her husband and his father ran a rifle company, right, so when those two guys died—plus their daughter also died as an infant—she consulted a medium,” you once again had the opening shot, that he also once again deflected like second nature.

One goal, you just want one goal on this guy, it’s all you’re asking here.

“Oh, we’re not a fan of those medium types around here, they like to break in and harass the ghosts, causing disreputable property damage,”

“The medium told her that she was cursed by the ghosts of all those who had been shot with those rifles they sold. And she told her to start adding on to her house, as a way to, I don’t know, trick the ghosts or whatever. But the medium said that if the hammers ever ceased, then she would die. So, Mrs. Winchester hired enough workmen to be building at all hours, even through the night.”

“As in, mother of Sam and Dean—”

“No, not those Winchesters. This lady was real.”

Anddddd two more points and he wins. You know what, fine. You needed to use his phone to call a mechanic soon anyway. Assuming it isn’t already past five. Suspiciously, Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria didn’t have any clocks anywhere, just like a real-life adult casino.

“Strangely, you’re kinda not wrong about the family thing, but the reason I’ve been going non-stop lately is actually because I need this place open by Friday, for the Peach Days heritage festival.”

“OH, yeah that makes sense,” now less distracted, you hit the puck very fast. You were proud, even.

And you got one-shotted again.

“I’m really banking on this rush,” he raked a hand through his wig—sorry hair, “I’ve maybe run out of money…”

“Maybe?”

“So, I’ve very surely run out of money,”

“Yeahhh,” one more goal and he wins this, so it’s time for psychological warfare, “I can tell.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah man,” you successfully parried his shot, “you have trash sculptures on a stage. You’re missing half the lightbulbs. And that ball pit over there is a cardboard box.”

“Okay, so I may have put a little too much of my funds into a certain project a little too soon,” YES, and now he’s too busy thinking about his project to hit like a demon anymore.

Even still, he had you scrambling to keep the puck out of your goal box, “What kind of project?”

Yeah, no. It didn’t matter.

He spiked the puck into your goal one last time, triggering the end of game music to play from the scorekeeper, “You want to see him?”

He sounded so excited. Alas, you had to go through the five stages of grief before you could return to playing your part in this conversation. You looked up at the big flashing 7-0 on the scorekeeper. Man, you didn’t even stand a chance in hell of winning, did you? Fitting, considering you might be standing in a certain zombie’s personal hell right now.

“Come on, I’ve got to show you this,”

Always full of surprises, this Mr. Michael A. Coveralls, grabbed your hand and led you off to a backroom of the restaurant. And you followed obediently, like a big dummy. Perhaps you are not exactly “Final Girl” material… His hand was cold. Cold like the dead, you supposed.

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You passed by a couple private party rooms as he tugged you into the third one, that he had co-opted into a workspace. The place looked all decorated and ready to go, if not for the scattered mechanical parts and smears of motor oil all over the table.

In the center of the table lied what you could only describe as The Birthday Boy. A colorful little robot bear, about the size of a toddler. Not activated, of course. Many parts were exposed still, wires sticking out of odd places.

“This is Helpy,”

“Awww, Helpy,” that was so cute.

“Yeah, he’s gonna be a real good helper,” Michael fiddled with the wires even as he spoke with you.

“Did you make this all by yourself?”

You adored robots, but could never in a million years design and build one yourself. That was a feat only dream-you could accomplish. You had plenty of talents, of course, but you had to admit engineering was not one of them. So, needless to say, you were pretty impressed.

“Well, the design is pretty derivative of the ones Uncle Henry used to make, as you can probably tell,” he motioned for you to sit at the bench with him so he could continue tinkering with the bear without someone standing over him, “but yeah, other than that, I’ve built him from scratch.”

“Dude. That’s so cool.”

He snickered, trying to hide the ego boost he got from that small little praise.

“He’s only a little thing.”

Mike started messing with some kind of fuse box type thing, you didn't know. He was bending some wiring with needle nose pliers.

“Hand me that tape?”

You obliged, giving him the roll of electrical tape that had been on your left, “No, seriously man, I mean it, this is amazing. I wish I could figure out robotics.”

You propped your head up with your elbow, watching him work. He didn’t notice you staring, too wrapped up in his project.

“You could…” he trailed off, not liking how he almost offered to give you lessons.

That was… an incredibly selfish thought, just then. Sure, you were the first real person he’d gotten to really interact with since he burned down Fazbear Frights last year. Sure, you didn’t appear to be put off by his whole deal in the slightest. Sure, you acted interested in his work. He should stop thinking about this. About you. You needed to be on the next bus out of Hurricane.

“Heh, nah, I don’t think so. But thanks for being supportive,” you nudged him with your elbow.

He smiled at you sadly, before returning his focus to the part in his hands. He screwed the box back shut, having finished up the inside.

“I think I’ll be able to get him up and running by tomorrow,”

“Oh, cool! Can I come see?”

Michael placed the tool in his hand back down onto the table with a dull thud. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to relieve some of the stress. It didn't work.

“No, actually, you can’t come see,”

“Why? I promise I won’t be very distracting,”

“No,” he said more firmly, more harshly, “You have to leave.”

“I’m not–”

“You have to get out of this town now before it swallows you, Y/n,” he grabbed your shoulder, making eye contact, “Go to Vegas, go to LA, go to Salt Lake even, I don't care. Just get in your car and leave.”

You just stared at him for a moment. You knew he wasn’t wrong. You knew, at least for the last few hours of your trip here, that you had been walking right into some kind of ghost’s trap. Everything within you agreed on heeding his warning.

Alas, there was still one little problem.

“My car broke down in your parking lot.”

He slowly closed those glowing eyes of his, letting go of you in favor of rubbing his temples. Of course. Of fucking course.

“But you’re a mechanic, right? Fixing one little station wagon isn’t nearly as complex as building robots, right? I’m sure you’ll figure out what's wrong with it and fix it easily. Ten minutes, tops.” you were aware you were rambling at this point.

—-

Yeah, no. It had already been way longer than ten minutes. Try close to an hour. You stood in the Utah heat, sweating and trying not to feel so guilty about taking up so much of Michael’s time. You waited there, wanting to help but unable to provide anything more than handing him a wrench occasionally.

“Okay, so I think I’ve figured out what’s wrong with it,” he wiped a bit of oil from his cheek, and you tried not to stare, “Good news is, the parts shouldn’t be more than $300, if we get them used,”

You cringed, “ohhh, uhhh, see now,”

“What?”

“You know how you said you were out of money? Well, twinsies,”

“Not even—”

“No, I just paid rent, and rent takes up like 90% of my paycheck,” you felt the need to explain, embarrassed.

“Ohh,” he sounded tired, “Okay.”

He once again slowly closed those glowing eyes and rubbed his temples. You felt really bad for the amount of stress you were causing this poor man. Zombie.

“Yeah,” you stuttered nervously.

“There’s nothing wrong with that, I know how ridiculous the housing prices are getting, it’s just that, well, that was the good news.”

“What’s the bad news?”

“...Why don’t we go inside to talk, I can’t be out here in this heat too long without consequences,” he started for the restaurant, with just a quick glance back to see if you were following.

Okay well now you felt even worse about all this, if that was even possible at this point.

You followed him into the pizzeria like a puppy nipping at his heels, “Michael. Michael. What’s the bad news?”

He leaned against the prize counter, wiping off his hands with a chamois. His hands were pretty rough, calloused, and yet dextrous, as you saw when he was working with the wiring.

“The bad news was that there was no way I was going to have time to fix it before the weekend, so I was going to suggest calling some other mechanic to do it so you wouldn’t have to stay here that long, but it looks like that’s off the table now,”

“Yeah, uh, you’re going to have to do it, no way I can afford some other guy,”

He looked at you with an expression you could only describe as a mixture of playful and exasperated.

“NOT THAT I WASN’T GOING TO PAY YOU,”

“It’s okay…” he trailed off, staring off into space.

You were kinda worried he hurt himself outside earlier, with the sluggish way he was acting now. The silence stretched on. He was definitely just, thinking, that was all. You tried not to become too concerned, lest you start fussing over him. Something told you he wouldn’t appreciate that.

God. What were you gonna do? You were broke. Your car was broke. Thankfully you had enough for a night or two in a seedy motel, but you were leaning more towards just sleeping in the car. Mike may not like someone camping in his parking lot but you needed to save what little you had so you could actually eat something. Maybe you could mooch off of the pizzeria, get Michael to give you the trash pizzas. Yeah.

He shook his head, sighing in frustration. Apparently whatever argument he was having in his head wasn’t going well.

Michael chuckled to himself. You weren’t sure what was funny.

“I cannot believe I’m about to say this, but how would you feel about working the festival with me to pay for the parts?”

“And your service,” you looked at him sternly, “I’ve caused you enough trouble as is, least I could do is pay for your time, sir,”

“Don’t call me sir,” he raked a hand through his hair, a nervous tick, you’ve noticed, “It would actually be a big help, since, well, I’m currently understaffed at the moment–”

“You don’t have any employees, do you?”

“I have two, thank you,”

You laughed, “That’s not counting Helpy, is it?”

“No, it’s not counting Helpy,”

“I suppose you’ve got yourself a deal then, Mr. Coveralls,”

You held out your hand and he took it gingerly. You ignored how cold it was this time, focusing more on how it felt in yours. A firm, professional handshake, and the arrangement was sealed. You just hoped you hadn’t just made a deal with a demon. A charming demon, but a demon, nonetheless.

“It’s… It’s um.. Emily. By the way,” he stuttered.

“What?”

“My last name… It’s Emily.”

“Oh…” you smiled, “Very nice to meet you, Michael Emily.”

#fnaf x reader #michael afton x reader #michael afton #mike shmidt x reader #michael afton x male reader #fnaf au #fnaf fanfic #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #my writing

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vrabbiit · 1 year

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phantom touch: MXES x reader (SMUT)

Summary: Just like HELPI can communicate without the VANNI mask being on, so can MXES (albeit, in a very different way)

Warnings: NSFW content (minors DNI with this post!), idk this might be on the weirder side lol

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"Oh, you're the worst!"

Bracing yourself against a wall that looked at least mostly solid, you cursed under your breath, the action disturbing the thick dust that covered everything (including, it felt like, the very air) around you. However, dust and dirt was the last thing on your mind.

—

You see, you'd thought that taking the mask off would grant you some relief from M.X.E.S.’ very insistent looming. The rabbit-like entity had taken a liking to you, it seemed, one in which it felt obligated to express by leaning fully over your shoulder at any given second. And because of it, you could not focus on the conduit you were trying to fix.

Not out of fear, although that would certainly be the rational reaction to such a strange figure hovering so closely behind you (close enough that you could feel static electricity through your clothes, a buzzing that was almost nostalgic, like touching one of those old analogue televisions.) No, you were begrudging to admit, out of the fact that this weird, angular, sentient security program was making you feel things. Fluttery, embarrassing things.

You couldn’t help it - it was just so tall, okay? And its presence, although definitely intimidating at first, was almost comforting once you’d confirmed that it wasn’t out to get you. Okay, and maybe its smile, as fiendish as it was, was doing things to you.

All this to say, you’d taken the mask off to get a break - not for long, just to let yourself breathe without feeling so… encompassed by its presence. You’d assumed that since you couldn’t see it, your other senses to it would be dulled too.

That was not the case.

A few moments after you’d slipped the worn mask (also a rabbit, you wondered if there was any relation in design) away from your face, you’d felt something on your arm, then the other. It was cold, barely there, and you got the impression that it was just a breeze. Then, it continued, more pressure gently encircling your upper arms. They felt like static, and that’s when you knew.

Although it had barely brushed you previously, M.X.E.S. had never touched you. And now, prompted by you being unable to see it, it did. Was it upset you chose not to see it? No, you didn’t feel any malice from the contact; just, seemingly, confirmation that it was still there, present and close by.

The hands - because that’s what they were, surely - stayed for a moment, and you glanced down out of habit. Nothing, but you could see the slight indent in your skin where pressure was made. Freaky, but also cool. You wondered briefly if this was what the “phantom touch” phenomenon felt like - you’d read that people in virtual reality sometimes felt things that weren’t actually there, the sensation made up by their minds to supplement what their eyes perceived.

That wasn’t the case here, though - you’d taken the proverbial headset (literal mask) off, and you still felt it.

Leaning your head back, you were still slightly surprised to feel it make contact with a surface - you didn’t have to see to know it was a chest, or at least M.X.E.S.’ version of it. Then, you recalibrated; you needed to focus. Your eyes flitted back to the conduit, and you reached forward to insert the wrench you’d found earlier into it. The hands, seemingly understanding your need to use your own, left your arms, and you smiled, a “thank you” at the edge of your lips.

And then those hands returned, encircling your waist. You froze, the conduit you were charging beginning to empty just before it reached its needed charge.

“I didn’t know you were going to be clingy if I took the mask off,” you huffed good-naturedly, despite the tension you felt at just its touch. No response, although you could have sworn its grip tightened ever-so-slightly. Taking a breath to ground yourself again, you tried again with the conduit, although your mind was already wandering.

And so were, it seemed, M.X.E.S.’ hands. The pressure was moving, from your waist, down to your hips on one end and your upper torso on the other. You wanted to ask what the hell it thought it was doing, but something clouded your judgement; a sick sort of curiosity, to see just how far it was going to go. Was it just messing with you, or was it actually intending to fondle you right here?

As a cold sensation slid over your chest, just missing your most sensitive area, you got your answer.

However, as you stopped charging the conduit, it too paused, sending a very specific message.

It wanted you to continue to fix the conduit.

Sighing, more out of confused, horny frustration than actual grumpiness, you twisted your wrist, moving to the next one, only for your breathing to quicken at the feeling of a gentle, almost teasing touch to the very top of your thigh. You were easily distracted at this point - even though you couldn’t see, you could tell it was leaning pretty heavily on you to reach, the pressure on your back getting more and more encompassing as time moved on - but, stubborn as ever (or maybe wanting to play along with whatever game M.X.E.S. seemed to be instigating), you all but dragged your attention back to the fixture on the wall.

It was a lot harder to do so when you felt fingers, fuzzy with static, toying with your waistband. There was no doubt in your mind, now, at its intentions, and the idea went right to your groin.

(And yet, you were sure if you put up a fight, or verbalised any dissent with its touch, it would instantly retract its hands. That was not a theory you had any interest in testing, though; no, you were more than happy to let it continue, as honestly weird as this whole situation was.)

A noise, somewhere between a moan and an honest-to-god squeak, was brought out of you when the hand you hadn’t been tracking with your mind gave your nipple a quick pinch through your shirt, a wordless draw to attention, to keep going, and… wow, that was strangely hot.

Two conduits were charged out of the four - you’d gotten the hang of this over the time since you picked the wrench out of a pile of rubble, and as long as you kept going at this pace you’d have it done in no time.

That estimate was not accounting for the full-body shiver that wracked you when your shirt, in front of your very eyes, was pulled up by a force you couldn’t see. Letting out a shaky breath, you still took every measure to ground yourself (however futile), even when the hand that had been drawing teasing circles around your hip suddenly moved upwards to join its partner, both of them latching onto your nipples. It seemed M.X.E.S. wanted you to repeat the noise you’d made before, and you did not disappoint. Your focus on the third conduit was quickly lessening as your invisible partner explored your exposed chest, a noise akin to a whimper leaving you.

It was all well and good to let it toy with your nipples, but that wasn’t enough to get you off; you wanted more.

“Hey,” you started, not quite gone enough to ignore the way your voice was an octave higher than usual, embarrassment at your next words already kicking in. It paused in its ministrations - listening, it seemed, “Can you- would you- fuck, why is this hard- touch me here?”

Your own hand, the one not holding the technician’s wrench with increasingly frantic grip, pawed for one of its own, and being able to feel it without seeing it was its own kind of weird. It allowed you to guide its hand down to your waistband, although it stopped you with a grip on your wrist when your fingers got too close to the button of your pants.

You stopped, curious, only to look down in flustered bemusement as it came undone seemingly of its own accord. A rush of heat filled you as you registered that its other hand was still very much cupping your chest.

Despite its previous proclivity for teasing, you were grateful that M.X.E.S. waited no time in feeling you up underneath your pants; its palm (and you were suddenly, unhelpfully reminded that its hands were so much bigger than yours) cupping your crotch in a way that almost felt eager. You were struck with how uncanny this would look to anyone involved; you, shirt shoved up and pants unbuttoned, flustered and whining at seemingly nothing at all. Then, it began to touch you in earnest, and you stopped really thinking at all. That is, until the hand not groping you slid all the way up to your chin, angling your head to the forgotten conduit. Almost as if to rub it in.

"Oh, you're the worst!"

What was on your mind was the phantom hands exploring your most sensitive areas fervently, the pressure on your back forcing you to lean over, the digits that quickly, smoothly, began to encircle your throat as you groaned. How the hell it knew how to do any of this, you had no idea, but you were far from complaining.

You wondered how it would look if you put the mask back on; that is, if you had the energy to. Would it still be giving you that smile as it cupped your throat like you belonged to it, as the static in its touch made your sensitivity feel like it was doubled?

Maybe you’d have to do this again with the mask on, you concluded, because as quickie as that thought came, you were growing close.

“Fuck, I’m gonna…” was what left you, sure your words’ meaning would be deciphered without much trouble, and indeed M.X.E.S. only sped up, steadily bringing you to the brink. It wasn’t long before you found yourself on the edge, and in one beautifully unexpected moment, its possessive hand around your throat, previously just enough to feel, squeezed.

You came, spasming in its grip with a cry. It slowed its movements, but let you ride out the high until you eventually sagged. Soon, the hands that had been gripping you in such a dirty way were back to (relatively) chaste places, encircling your waist once again to support you as your knees buckled.

Unexpectedly, you glanced down, gesturing in your post-orgasm haze to where the mask lay abandoned at your feet.

“I wanna see you,” you said, voice sounding a little more pleading than you meant it, but if M.X.E.S. had any intent on teasing you, it decided against it, instead guiding you down to the floor.

The AR World, as that annoying little cartoon bear HELPI had called it, was just as overwhelming as you remembered, but for once you didn’t feel distracted by the black rabbit entity against your back. Instead, you turned to face it, face burrowing into it and arms reaching to throw around its neck. You felt safe.

#nsft #fnaf x reader #mxes x reader #fnaf ruin #i don't want to put this in too many mainline tags i don't want to be PERCIEVED

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At The Bar (Fandom-Cross It All Story)

{This is continue of Afika's Nightmare, So don't be confused...}

It is all Began where Afika (Author), Kinito and Others in the somewhere in the bar in the peacefully day... i guess?

Kinito: Afika, Why are we here?

Afika (Author): To Calm myself from my envyness and prepares to high school life, and some Coconut Wine...

Drunk Funtime Barista Freddy: *talks with drunk voice with germany assets and laughs at the end*

Afika (Author) & Kinito: *confused*

Afika (Author): The weird germany Funtime freddy was right!! The Theme song wasn't started yet. *Going to reach ther radio and... GENTLY turn on the radio but actually SMACKED it until it explode and the song begin* much better...

Meanwhile with plushtrap and Helpy, they were just complain each other about the Book and the breakfast awhile Our Quatrio of Indigo Park's Mascot was thinking to attrach with Alice that right behind of their place at bar as Alice (FPE) look down with her black bunny as she drink some beer, on her desk... There a two ignited candles with Skeleton head that had flower crown and also Oliver photo on it... (you will understand why if you read my formerly story before this story, let's continue...) Awhile they thinks their plan, Lloyd is suddenly gone and...

Lloyd: My tender oozing blossom, Your looking fabulous today, is that a new haircut?

Alice (FPE): 'Bro, who tf he talking with?'

Lloyd: That's gotta be a new haircut, new makeup?

Alice (FPE): 'bruh...' *makes ✌ Hand sign and disepair*

In another desk, Syringeon was seems focus with the computer on his desk as he try to draw at Ibis Paint X at computer, he try to control the mouse to make the arrow goes to Ibis Paint X with Impatient Intense, when he press the Ibis Paint X... the computer was error and making him get over rage...

Syringeon: Aahh!! *throw the computer from the desk* Digital Drawing is so hard!! People must clearly show their respect toward Digital Artist than the one who use AI to draw and think is his own creations!!

Woah, okay... well you know what? Let go into the Mario Rabbid and Luigi Rabbid shall we...? (They speak in Rabbid language, but no worries cuz i'm gonna translate it like before)

Mario Rabbid: "Hello Brother, do you know what happen in las vegas?"

Luigi Rabbid: "I... i don't know, i mean... what happen?"

Mario Rabbid: "Pasta!"

Luigi Rabbid: "Pasta?"

Mario Rabbid: *appearing a gun from his hands* "Pas.... Tratatatatatata!!" *continue makes shooting noise*

Luigi Rabbid: "Ahahahaha, hah... Hah!! AAAA-"

Meanwhile, with Pinkin (credits to @0prettysugar0 btw, pls notice me...) he seemingly look at Niko from OneShot with evil smile and a wine bottle on his hand, Niko try to refuses with shaking his head but Pinkin totally put the wine bottle on Niko's mouth as result make him drinking it and... Drunk... and yup, he fainted after it as he drink more wine awhile Pinkin... just staring him and go to somewhere else (THIS IS THE REASON WHY WE DON'T GIVE A WINE TO KIDS, FOLKS!! CONTINUE THE STORY!!!) Into the Withered Bonnie, he was try to drink the wine bottle but he can't because... ugh... y'know? His face?? Absolutely dark joke (i'm bad with joking...) go to others, we got Knuckles that look, uhh.... shocks? Awhile he watch some anime that called... 'Aisei Tensh-' Wait... i should not say that anime title!! But luckyly... Afika (Author) was came to close his computer and punch him in one hit

Kinito: Afika, What the heck?!

Afika (Author): Hurry!! We need to get out from here before-

Before Afika (Author) finish her words, there the Ink creatures that been works as the FBI in the front door...

Ink creature: Put your gun or your soul

Kinito: Afika, can you explain... why did FBI in here?

Without realized it, Kinito get left alone in the bar as the FBI leaning the gun toward Kinito awhile Afika (Author) sneaking out from there...

Afika (Author): *get caughted as get leaned by the gun* Oh... fiddlestick. *get shooted as she fainted*

After Afika (Author) fainted, she been gettin' up and broughted by the Black robots that all looks same but had different numbers on their shoulder...

Agent 0122: that was great disguided idea, Agent 0154...

And then agent 0224 shoot the time machine gun and the blue portal appears for it.

Agent 0224: Did you send over the others?

Agent 0122: *nods*

Agent 0224: Good, and Knuckles is getting his punishment in order?

Agent 0122: Affermative

Agent 0224: alright

And then they all go inside the portal with Afika (Author) that still unconscious and the portal gone after they all go in, A few hours later in somewhere place... Knuckles was awaken in the chair as he realize he on the cage with two Black robot agents watch them in outside of cage...

Knuckles: What are you doing here?!

Agent 0232: To watch some fight

Knuckles: What fights?!

Agent 0224: the fight that will starting right now *Press red button*

And then, the black chair is spin and reveals the Magical girl with pink-ish hair and Teal eyes colour with love pupi- Hang on. . . That not Madoka, IT'S AKARI ASASHI-!!!

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What?! An error?!! Oh... no, no... this can't be happen!! Gotta reboot the story Quickly!!

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Phew... that was close, wait... the story is finish, oh great... i guess i'm done here... huh? Oh, what wrong with you? You say you had to stop this? Oh come on, others me... don't you get it?! It is your choice to make this story right...? You're want to be MC in there with you axolotl friend and i'll be the Narrator of you story, aww... don't worry Afika, beside...

!¡!¡!WE ARE SAME PERSON HERE!¡!¡!

{¿!°○●•THE END•●○°¡?}

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teecupangel · 1 year

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It would be very funny if all the Assassin's just turned into FNAF Animatronics and just terrorizes all the Templars lol

I feel bad but when I read this ask, my immediate idea was:

Numbskull is the new security guard and has to go thru the horrors of the first FNAF game with Melanie taking the role of the phone guy who is either trying to downplay the horrors Numbskull is seeing for the sake of the company or is trying to keep Numbskull calm because there’s really no other option for the both of them.

Okay.

So before we give each Assassin an animatronic to haunt, our initial setup would be that Abstergo Entertainment has become haunted. No matter where they move, even if they leave behind lots of shit, the moment they are set up (maybe a month or so), people would encounter the creepy animatronics that they specifically left in the last location.

They can’t destroy them because they’re company property and, well, Abstergo wants to make money, not lose them.

If they hire unsuspecting cannon fodders, the Animatronics would just ignore them and start destroying other equipment.

But Templars?

Oh, they would focus on terrorizing the Templars, playing some sick game (like that game which I cannot find the name of where the other ‘players’ move if the ‘it’ is not looking at them but will freeze if the ‘it’ is looking at them) which… usually ends with the Templar being so scared that they would need therapy.

So yeah, Templars were being used to keep these animatronics from destroying expensive shit but… Melanie was freaking sure that they were getting more animatronics the more memories they look at!

The Animatronic-Assassins:

Altaïr: Chica (Chica’s a chicken which is a bird. Altaïr’s name means ‘flying/soaring eagle’ which is a bird. Altaïr gets the yellow animatronic chicken with the pink cupcake because I kept giving Altaïr the bird motif ones so yeah.)

Ezio: Bonnie (By the rule that the main four original haunted animatronics will be Desmond’s four ancestors (and technically the four main protagonists of the AC games), this means Ezio gets to be the blue animatronic rabbit)

Ratonhnhaké:ton: Freddy (Ratonhnhaké:ton can use ‘bear power’ in the DLC so he gets to be the animatronic bear. And I think it would be like a slap on the face if Ratonhnhaké:ton gets to be the main ‘mascot’ haunting Abstergo since Abstergo spent sooooo many years ignoring him.)

Edward: Foxy (Foxy’s the pirate, seems a done deal)

Desmond: Golden Freddy (only appears rarely and seems to be the most docile of the animatronics… although his appearance is said to be a message that this would be the Templar’s last night as all other animatronics becomes more vicious once he makes his appearance)

Arno: Either Circus Baby or Ballora, although I’m leaning more on Ballora mainly because of the blue color scheme. Also, the Minireenas can be considered as a reference to the coop mode avatars and Arno can use them to mess with the Templars.

Evie and Jacob: I feel like it would be fun if they were like the Sun (Jacob) and Moon (Evie) Daycare Attendant. They share one body but, instead of Jacob being a more or less harmless animatronic, Jacob is loud and focuses more on scaring Templars thru sounds and the impending doom because he can walk slowly even with lights on (very very slowly though) while Evie will be the silent and fast stay-in-the-shadows type. It’ll be easier to figure out where they are by keeping the lights on to keep Jacob as the main ‘personality’ but that means he’s pretty much the decoy that can easily empty batteries or short circuits the electricity if the Templars are not careful.

Alright, if you want Haytham or Shay in this AU, they’ll be the one trying to help the Templars survive… as Helpy and Wet Floor Bot.

#desmond gets special mention #because it’s me #fnaf au #ask and answer #assassin's creed #desmond miles #altaïr ibn la'ahad #ezio auditore #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway #edward kenway #arno dorian #evie frye #jacob frye #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed

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SO THE RUIN DLC HUH

Most of this is going under a read more, I have a lot of thoughts and this is a long post.

SO. First things first. Roxy. My beloved Roxy. Oh my god guys oh my god. She was always Cassie’s favourite, she was upset to see her all ruined like that and Roxy recognised her!! This was the first time Roxy had called for Gregory by name and it was just to demand he give her eyes back. She never hurt Cassie. She stumbled back in shock at her and then fucking apologised!! And then she talked to Cassie about her birthday party like she still gave a shit!! And maybe she did!! She remembered her favourite birthday cake and was so supportive about all her friends coming to the next party!! That line about how Cassie was eleven and that she remembered because she’s the number one twice? That sounds like something she’s repeated from Cassie herself. That is so fucking sweet I am never gonna be over that whole interaction while Cassie is literally holding her hand. Roxy is in trouble and her first priority was welcoming Cassie back... Crushing.

More on Cassie, it seems like she really idolised Roxy with how she seemed to copy her where she could in the cardboard cutouts. Roxy got a good handful of new cutouts just for this which just makes me think it’s more relavant to her. The cutouts with Gregory though? He was there with her, drying her tears, and then you deactivate the child node, a giant pair of scissors, and suddenly he’s gone. She’s alone and crying to herself. This reads to me like Gregory making friends with her, being the only human friend she had and then suddenly he cut ties. He vanished on her without a trace, only to send a message to her begging him to come and save her. In order to do that, she was tasked with deactivating Roxy, effectively killing her and she does it for him, only for it to all be a lie in the end. This is tragic man. Especially given some other things I’ll get to in a mo’.

Now the Vanni mask is a cool game mechanic. How it works? No idea. But I believe it’s giving us an insight into the perception of those around us. It’s like a mindscape I think, where we can still hear Chica repeating those same old lines, where we can hear every Freddy line in the game despite him not being there and why we can hear Roxy sobbing when she’s trying to welcome Cassie back. We can see their perception of themselves, or perhaps, more of the Mimic and Cassie’s own perceptions, mixed in with theirs. The animatronics and surroundings are all a pinkish colour, this leads me to believe it’s different to the crystal clear images of Roxy, Gregory and Cassie in the Salon area, as well as different to the green of Roxy’s body when she’s talking to us. The clarity is becuase it’s Cassie that is seeing it. These are representations of herself being shown to her. The pink I believe is the animatronics perception, which is why Freddy doesn’t appear in the mask at all. He’s not there. His head is elsewhere along with the rest of his mind. The only one to have green, is Roxy, which is why it feels separate. Following this logic, it must be because that’s what she sees. That’s who she believes herself to be so that’s what we see. It’s a really cool look into these things, especially with the Sunny, Moon and Eclipse thing going on. A very cool concept.

The Helpi helper is definitely connected to either the Mimic or the Glitchy bunny there’s no way. Every time the fake Gregory said something, the Helpi bot said basically the same thing. They’re related I’m certain. Any normal AI like that would probably not let a child go into the fucking sinkhole. Like, what? Okay?? Helpy is also seen with ice cream in the second ending when you turn left at some point in the final chase. He’s right next to Gregory while Vanessa sits under the tree with a smile, all three with ice cream. Now, I don’t think that’s real, straight up. Either the transferred Freddy into a Helpy bot or that’s some illusion, a glimmer of hope for her friend that she’s shown before her death. Which is honestly awful but hey what can you do. Now.

Roxy being the last node feels so important to me. She was the last security node, she had a sense of self strong enough that she was able to react and interact as herself and not just with pre-recorded lines. Through the mask, where we presumably see Roxy’s perception mixed a little with Cassie’s own, we see how expressive she is, how she still remembers and understands what she looks like and who she is. She still knows and isn’t letting go of it, which makes it all the worse what’s happened to her. But since this is about the security... she was the guard dog. She was the last line of defense. She was the protector of that sinkhole and because of us, she couldn’t do her job to keep us out. That rabbit glitch? It couldn’t escape the servers because she came back online. None of the others were nodes, only her. She was quite literally the Cerberus to the Mimic in hell and that’s cool as fuck for her

And you know what? She protected Cassie as well as she possibly could. She went down into that sinkhole and she took on the Mimic to save Cassie. It took her offline for a while, but she fought it off long enough for Cassie to have made an escape if ‘Gregory’ hadn’t started talking to her. This thing was bigger than her by a good amount and she was beat to shit from a kart crash, a fire, and then being trapped under a forklift for fuck knows how long. She did everything she possibly could have and then after the credits, she is somehow still alive, calling out to Cassie as if she’s just found her again. If we get more DLC, it better be from Roxy’s perspective as she tries to get Cassie to the surface without getting caught by the Mimic, and if it’s not DLC, it’s my new AU. I will save my comparisons to Freddy for another post because believe me I have thoughts on that one.

We learn a lot about Cassie as a person in this honestly. She has the ability to play Chica’s Feeding Frenzy (YES THEY GAVE CHICA HER GAME BACK AND ITS FULLY COMPLETED NOW AND NOT JUST COOL SCRAPPED CONCEPTS AAAAAAAAA) and get Chica’s voicebox back to repair her. She literally goes back to Chica, sticks her hand in her mouth and reinstalls the voicebox for her. Chica is still gone, she wakes up just to say for one final time ‘I smell pizza!’ with her own voice and then she’s gone again. Cassie didn’t have to do that. There’s no benefit to doing that, there’s no ally gained or new tool unlocked, she just does it. The whole reason she’s in the Pizzaplex anyway is to save her friend. She’s a selfless, brave little kid who actually gives a shit and I’m so glad it looks like Roxy gave a shit too because fuck does she deserve that and more. She’s eleven and going through this shit? And she’s still doing the little things to help along the way? Buddy that’s just amazing and I love her for that.

Now the Gator Golf ride... Marketing. This is the cover up. This is what they tell the kids so people don’t ask where Bonnie went. I’m glad it gave Roxy and Monty that cutout of her doing his hair into a mohawk, and I love the idea that it was based off an actual event where Roxy and Bonnie were his helping hands onto the stage. I’m a little mad about this answering one small detail of my timeline but literally throwing the rest out, but if I want Roxy to be the youngest band member I can still do it, just not as easy. Again, what we see on rides and in arcade games is what Fazbear Entertainment are showing us, not necessarily what the animatronics themselves feel. There’s wiggle room here, but I do find it hilarious that it’s now canon Monty has never owned a shirt in his fucking life lmao. I love that we get to see that backstory though, and that we get to see canon Glamrock Bonnie here of all places. More on that in a bit, but it could be really telling about the relationships between everyone if it’s at all based on them which is really nice. Monty also got his golf arcade game! With all the cut content in it now! Which is really neat! I don’t know what happens when you get a hole in one on every hole yet but I’m very curious! Maybe a chance to help him too? We’ll see!

Speaking of Glam Bonnie, HE IS IN THE GAME!! WE SEE HIM!!! HE IS INSIDE OF THE GIANT CHICA BOWLING BALL!! He has two claw marks on his chest that rip into the shell and the rest of the body looks as if it suffered fall damage. More points on why Monty didn’t kill him because he’s nowhere near Gator Golf, only has two claw marks, and is simply not damaged enough to have fought either Monty or Roxy. It was one hit of a ledge of sorts that did it and I don’t think the Gator Golf catwalks would have worked given Monty’s damage. My working theory is Roxy or Freddy given the sets of three clawmarks through the bowling alley, but Chica is not off the table entirely.

And on the topic of previous animatronics, ROXY IS NOT A KNOCKOFF FOXY!!! Unless the Raceway is a rebrand of Foxy’s cowboy themed adventure that never got fully built and switched him over to Kid’s Cove before converting to Roxy, they were always two separate animatronics! He has an unfinished log flume ride in the back of the salon! It’s weird given that it’s Roxy’s attraction, but given that it’s a side attraction for her and Chica and Monty are also fairly relavant to it, I’d say it’s slightly more fair to say this is more of a common ground side attraction than strictly Roxy’s, but with Roxy still as the focus because of the theming. Like where everyone goes to hang out at Roxy’s place sort of thing. But I’m super happy about this, it would be so weird if this all existed and he was turned into Foxy. Don’t get me wrong, I do like the idea of Roxy being a trans femme Foxy, I just want to take her the nonbinary route and project my own stuff onto her, ya know? She’s trans in her own way for me

Now we are missing DJ Music Man which is devastating. I love that guy! He deserves the world! But you know what we did get? Like a HUNDRED MINI MUSIC MEN!! I am THRIVING on this! They’re different from eachother too! Some have rabbit ears, some have top hats, some have points like Sunny, some have whiskers, some have imitation hair... I love them so much you don’t understand. They catch you and they all team up to get you like a colony of ants throwing you off a cliff. I love them. They follow each other single file like a little marching band too it’s so perfect and I love all of them and can’t wait to sit and count how many we were shown because I think there’s at least seventeen of them. I only guessed four of them from the previous game and WOW WAS I WRONG THERE’S SO FUCKING MANY OF THEM OH MY GOD I LOVE ALL OF THEM!! It’s gonna be a headache to work out what to do with all of them but I LOVE THEM AND I’LL GLADLY PUT MYSELF THROUGH IT FOR THEM

And you know what? The Fronnie shippers must be feeling really good with that poster on the wall of Bonnie’s room behind the stage. “You & Me, Forever & Ever! Love, Freddy” like yeah I bet you guys are thriving like I am lmao. I do love that Bonnie had his own dressing room behind the stage. Maybe he was phased out slowly and was downgraded to just his bowling alley or perhaps it’s a fragment of a bygone Pizzaplex from before they had the Glamrock theming? I dunno, but it’s very cool of them! Would have probably been a good idea to put a door on that staircase though...

And now, Eclipse. The fandom did it. They willed it into existence. Eclipse has the voice of a ball of slime and I hate it. I love the concept! Very cool! But also oh god there’s three of them now and the main security breach tags are gonna be flooded I bet. Congrats on your third jester! No one is more dedicated to these twinks as you are you deserve another one!

On another note, it was interesting the implication that Sunny and Moon weren’t always separate and were originally the Eclipse. That’s an interesting move there and also an interesting thing to have Sunny still talk after they’ve been ‘made whole’ again. Surely, if they’ve been made whole, Sunny is now Eclipse and not Sunny? I dunno. I feel like there’s probably some really cool lines in that sing song Moon does about there being no more light and the googly eyes just staring at them. Cause that was interesting to see I like that

I think that covers all the major stuff other than Danny Phantom in a fursuit that shows up with the mask on too long. I dunno, I don’t think that’s the Mimic, I think that’s something else. Maybe Glitchtrap? I’m not sure, but thanks to Roxy still being online it couldn’t seem to escape, despite Gregory saying it had escaped at the end. So now some final tidbits I noticed.

That clip on the cinema screen where Gregory is running away from Vanny outside the Cupcake Factory? Yeah... that’s a dead end. There’s no door over there. They’re running away from the only exit. I’m not exactly sure why that played though? Like. Was it just to signpost us to Chica’s Feeding Frenzy? I dunno, it seemed weird. There was also a lot more emphasis on the Cupcake Factory this time and yet we still didn’t see Chica’s cupcake that I KNOW this version of her had. There was also that scooping room ending with the... I don’t even know? It’s not the mimic it looks completely different, it could be something new we haven’t seen yet or perhaps be more relavant to Candy Cadets (Yeah he returned!) story? I don’t know but it looks like something out of Monsters Inc. It has an L on it’s jacket, or possibly a backwards funky J and there was a note somewhere that said ‘remember Jimmy’. Not Jeremy this time I guess. A little bowling ball was stuck in the wall in Bonnie Bowl and apparently shutting down all of the Wet Floor Bots is really important? I dunno but why would you do that to them :( Also Monty became a Jaws alligator and I fucking love that for him lmao. There was also missing posters for Gregory dotted around in the Salon I think? I don’t remember where. And the other things in that final room with the Mimic in? Weird. Would love to know what that’s about.

One last thing, Gregory at the end says that a friend of his has the maps to the layout. This can either be Vanessa or Freddy. He then says “that thing has been down here for a really long time-”. You know. Down here for a very long time. This is why I think that second ending of them on the hill is either fake, or this is still the Mimic or some other creature talking to Cassie. Why would he say down here if he, the speaker, wasn’t also down there? Was Gregory actually down there? Have he and Vanessa been living down there with decapitated Freddy? Those maps would have come from either Vanessa or Freddy, which means one of them would have had to have been at least complicit in his attempt on Cassie’s life when the lift falls. I don’t know what that’s about, but it’s fucked and I hope Roxy is able to save her from the rubble or get her to the surface where she can be found. If she survived it’ll be a miracle but given how she survived everything else, she just might have.

That’s all I can think of at the moment, I still feel like I’m processing a lot of it, but these are my thoughts thus far. If you made it this far, I’d be really interested to see what other people have to say about this I love it and I love that Freddy is fucking headless with a Nightmare Fredbear stomach with a prize box inside. I think that’s really fun of him. Very fun and it was nice to see all that cut content in the game files wasn’t lost forever. That’s all I got though so I’m gonna. Go dive into the Roxy tags and join in on the rabid screaming over this bye

#fnaf security breach #fnaf ruin dlc #fnaf ruin dlc spoilers #ruin dlc spoilers #It looks like a fun game and functionally way better I love it #fnaf security breach ruin #long post

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gwenbrightly · 1 year

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(Re)Building the Future Chapter 1

A mixture of ideas I’ve had rolling around in my brain since Ruin came out. Please enjoy.

"I'm so sorry…"

"I love carrot cake. Happy birthday, Cassie…"

There's a click accompanied by sobbing, and then……. Nothing…

……..

……….

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Reboot complete."

Roxy regains awareness with a groan. What happened?

She tries to sit up, but something heavy is pressing down on her. Great. Just great. It feels like one of those vehicles humans use to get around the Pizza Plex. Inferior to her golf carts, of course, but also dreadfully inconvenient to be trapped under. And Roxy would know. This isn't the first time one has fallen on her since she lost her eyes to that stupid boy, Gregory. That horrible awful loser. How she'd like to get her claws on him…

"Roxyyy"

Roxy tries to ignore the obnoxious voice in her head. Plotting revenge is much more appealing right now than dealing with Helpy. Unfortunately, Helpy doesn't seem to feel the same way.

"ROXANNE WOLF!" He blasts. If she were human, the volume would probably be painful.

"What? I'm a little busy here." Roxy finally replies, giving the vehicle another shove to prove her point.

"You're needed down below. That silly girl showed up out of nowhere and I… May have shown her how to deactivate all of M.X.E.S's security nodes. There's nothing keeping It from getting out now!"

"Oh, Fizzy Faz. Why would you give a child that kind of power?" Roxy really wishes cursing wasn't against her programming.

Helpy is right (for once). This is very bad.

"I’ve been feeling a little glitchy today, okay? Anyway," Helpy says, clearly avoiding responsibility for his mistakes, "we've got a HUGE problem, so get down there and do something."

"What exactly do you want me to do? Beat it in a race?" Roxy asks, finally managing to dislodge her good leg.

"Beating It is an option. Just not in a race. Don't worry - I'll be here to guide you, since, you know, you can't see! I'll be like your seeing eye bear!" Helpy says enthusiastically.

Roxy sighs. Normally, she hates spending time with Helpy. He's an annoying little digital know it all who doesn't know how to shut up. (and he did just insult her). But without her eyes, she doesn't really have a choice. Her Number 1 Twice is somewhere down below and has no idea what she's unleashed. She has to save Cassie. And taking It down is also important, she supposes.

Roxy is built for speed and agility. The next few minutes pass in a blur. Down the stairs - she loses track of how many flights. The elevator has already left. She takes another route. One covered with debris she must navigate. (If Helpy is leading her to her death, she'll kill him first). There are places she has to tunnel through planks and concrete rubble to make her way. But she does it. It's damp. She can hear water nearby and the ground makes a squishy noise when she steps in certain places. "Oh hey! There's an underground waterfall over there!" Helpy informs her at one point.

"Focus, Helpy. We're not here to sight see." Roxy reminds him.

"Riiiiight. Well, we're getting close. I think. Just through this door and down a few more flights of stairs!"

As she treks down stairs and through the halls of a structure she didn't even know existed until just now, Helpy continues to give her, well, 'helpful' suggestions.

"There's an automatic door exactly 2.345 feet to your right."

"No! Not that door!"

"Be sure to watch out for the burners on the floor in here!"

This particular piece of advice confuses Roxy to no end. "Why the Faz are there burners on the floor? Do you know how many safety regulations that violates?!"

"Don't ask me. I just work here. Digitally, of course."

After the weird burner rooms, and another round of stairs, Roxy suddenly runs out of floor. Without thinking, without waiting for Helpy to confirm that it is safe, she jumps. Luckily, the space beneath her is not very deep. Rolling into a stand with both legs more or less intact, she scrambles around until she finds a small hole in the wall. As she crawls through, she hears a small voice in the distance say, "You're not Gregory."

Cassie is close. She can feel it.

-~-~-~

The thing Fazbear Entertainment keeps trapped beneath the Pizza Plex doesn’t go down without a fight. Neither does Roxy. Unfortunately, she isn't able to hold it off for long before it's able to shove her aside and continue after Cassie. To make matters worse, Helpy is giving her conflicting directions, leading her in circles. It is probably interfering somehow. She's on her own if she wants to get anywhere with this. She stalks forward, listening carefully. A faint creaking, scaping sound catches her attention. Then a whimper.

Roxy dashes to her right. Right again. Forward. In the distance, the elevator doors slide shut with a grinding crunch. It struggles for a moment, seemingly caught in the door. This gives Roxy just enough time to pull the creature into a choke hold.

"Leave her alone!" she growls at It.

"But she came to rescue me!" It protests in a voice that sounds a little too much like Gregory.

Whatever actually prompted Cassie to come down here, Roxy is pretty sure the kid didn't come to save It on purpose. Cassie is smarter than that.

"You tried to kill her!" Roxy shrieks in anger. It struggles against her. She refuses to let go. With a little luck, the elevator will finish its journey soon and Cassie will be safely back at the surface in no time.

Luck, however, is a fickle thing. Rarely do things turn out as luckily as we would prefer. Roxy knows this. She's never relied on luck to win races or make crying children smile. Deep down, she knows she can't always win (though she still tries to, often at the detriment of others). But that doesn't make it any less horrifying when the elevator begins to plummet instead of going up. When she hears Cassie's panicked screams. Or the shattering crash of the elevator splitting apart at the bottom of the shaft.

"No…" Roxy nearly lets go of It in her panic.

"Now she can stay forever," It says gleefully, once again mimicking Gregory's voice.

"One more word and I'll tear your head off," Roxy threatens. She drags It away from the elevator.

"Lock It up!" Helpy screeches. "Lock It up!"

"Where?" Roxy asks reluctantly. She doesn't want to leave the elevator's ruins. Cassie is in there somewhere.

"M.X.E.S wants you to put It in one of the extra containment rooms to your left," Helpy starts, "No one is safe until you've done that."

As much as she hates to admit it, the annoying little bear is right. If Cassie is still alive, leaving It to roam free will put her in danger.

"Okay. Let's do this," she finally agrees. Hoping Helpy's instructions ring true this time, Roxy lets him guide her to It's new containment cell. Her threats seem to have worked; the creature doesn't fight her as hard as she knows it could. She shoves the thing into the room and grabs the sliding door, ready to shut It away forever, but she thinks better of it.

"I'll be taking these," Roxy says. Then she reaches for It's face and yanks on the eye receptacles. They give way with a pop. She haphazardly connects the wires to her own eye sockets, blinking as the world flickers into focus for the first time in a long time.

"My eyes!" It complains. "You took them!"

#fnaf sb ruin spoilers #fnaf sb ruin #fnaf cassie #fnaf fanfiction #fnaf fanfics #Roxanne wolf #Cyborg Cassie coming soon to tumblrs near you #rebuilding universe #myfics

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hunsa-jars · 9 months

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my overall little thoughts on HW2

I think Steel Wool did a wonderful job with most of the models here, bots like Baby and Ballora and Lefty and Scrapbaby look amazing

They're really getting there!

Love that this game functions as a bridge, during and after Security Breach but just before Ruin- like don't get me wrong, i'm also starving for answers after Ruin, however not immediately charging into the next big chapter and instead letting this game be a.. "small clues here and there and having some fun time at the plex before we have to leave it behind" situation was the right call

Let's talk about the animatronics for a hot sec, my mind is so full of them

I'm a Sister Location truther, so having this many levels with my favorite murder machine gang is giving me extra serotonin

Did not expect Yenndo to show up, like at all, it makes me so ridicoulusly happy

The Bidybabs and Minireenas had their time to shine as well, and BALLORA!! Missed her so much in Helped Wanted but she's here now so can't complain anymore

The ice cream moment with Baby was so oddly... bittersweet? Still have to digest that one, honestly. Oh- and the voice line about how she doesn't want to leave because it's safer here (the Sister Location bunker) stood out to me, it feels so.. Fazbear Entertainment altered, SHE WOULDN'T SAY THAT, YOU CAN'T FOOL ME

They brought back Ennard and i can't be happier, thank you for thinking of us starved fans. THO his model is pretty off, and his eyes not being the right colors really bug me, STILL i'm just gonna enjoy my food, thank you

Loved Glamrock Freddy's mini game and voice lines so much, he's sooo

And that hot comment- they know. They know us.

Gotta adore that they made Glamrock Chica sillier and more endearing. Is it just me who finds her super endearing here, like her little mannerism and how she's watching us make f- no? Alright.

Showing us how Roxy got her mask she wears in Ruin was so clever, now people can stop complaining about how "her endoskeleton does not look like that"

Suspiciously no separate Monty mini game, i know we had the mini golf one and the shooty one in Ruin already, but come on please

Can't believe they brought BONNIE BOWL back, it's nuts

And the fact that they're gently trying to imply that, yes, it was YOU KNOW WHO did that, it's shdnhns, okay

I have a newfound love for DJ, he's actually so cool?? Forget being the Glamrocks' or the Daycare Attendant's handler, sign me up to him please

Poor Helpy just can't catch a break, i feel so bad for him :<

Pigpatch was the last person i expected to see, good for him honestly, but wish they referenced the other Mediocre Melodies too

(or you know they could have had all of them sit around in the room with you. The attacker should have been Molten Freddy or Scraptrap but oh well i'm plenty fine with this too, no i'm not upset-)

LEFTY AND SCRAPBABY LOOK SO GREAT THANK YOU

I'm gonna miss the Staff Bots so much, thanks for giving us more time with them, those goofs

The Log Ride is insane. The Carousel is also insane.

It's always good to see Foxy again, he can also jumpscare! How neat is that

What is Mystic Hippo's deal? Genuinely, i have no clue

(Do the cards have any serious symbolic meaning? It's kinda driving me crazy)

Can't wait to hear the fnaf theorist youtubers misinterpret Candy Cadet's story, yippeeeee

SUN IS A PETTY BITCH AND I ADORE HIM TO DEATH- it's hysterical how some people are turned off by it when it makes so much sense that he is this way! Like... he's always been a perfectionist. While he wants kids to have fun creating and playing he expects perfect work from YOU, an employee. It's your job after all. He gets irritated if you misbehave or make a mess, it's pretty in character. He's impatient and rushes you. He talks so much smack.. and yet you can'tdeny he starts out giddy. The giddiness fades when you start making mistakes. BUT he also doesn't actually want to hurt anyone for no reason (gestures at the last arts and crafts level) Not gonna repeat my previous rants, but yes, he's perfect

Moon.. yes SW, give us more Moon pspsps-

Jack-O-Moon's design is so pleasing, people yall know what to do

Very fond of Carnie, don't know why yet but i'm sure i'll figure it out eventually and this mouse is gonna be pretty sad if he turns out to be a one-off character-

Glitchtrap only popping up here and there because his influence weakened is cathartic, i'm not gonna stop thinking about it any time soon

The memory collectables.................... yeah.....

THE BONNIE MASK WHAT DO YOU MEAN STEEL WOOL COME BACK

The whole Princess quest segment was so cool, i'm glad it went down the way it did. Cheered when Vanny crushed Glitchbastard, yes queen

(My only frustration with this game is here... the graveyard. The order you have to light up the torches. I don't know how to feel about it yet)

THE MASK BOT ENDING IS EVERYTHING ACTUALLY

And Cassie's new model, she's so cute!! My poor daughter

In conclusion

Great game, I'm very normal about it

#random squeak #fnaf #help wanted 2 #help wanted 2 spoilers

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famousfilmsfan · 1 year

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Privacy

Season 2

Bryan was going to shower and was in a red robe, he opens the curtain and finds Helpy in there

Bryan: Ah! Helpy! What are you doing?

Helpy: Waiting for you to give me a bath.

Bryan: Helpy, this is my bathroom, and also you can’t get wet you’ll die.

Helpy: you can't tell me what will and won't kill me! Now bath!

Bryan;….whatever you say. *backs away*

He turns the shower on and Helpy began to shake and spark.

Later!

Lefty: *approaches Bryan* Murderer!

Bryan: *eating Kfc* The chicken was already dead

Lefty: You almost killed helpy!

Bryan: Is this about the bath thing?

Lefty: Yes! She said you threw her into a bathtub while she begged for her life

Bryan: that is not what happened.

Lefty: Helpy never lies!

Bryan: What about the time she said that I said that I controlled the entire company back at the pizzeria

Lefty:….She lied once.

Bryan: Whatever.

Laterer!

The animatronics had given Bryan a trial, Neddbear being his attorney.

Foxy: *being the judge* Now, Bryan have anything for you defense?

Bryan: Yes actually, since I thought something like this would happen. I hid video cameras everywhere in my house.

Helpy: *wide eyes* What?

Bryan: Yup.

Lefty: Wait you think we invade your privacy that much?

Bryan: Molten and Happy frog enter my bedroom while i’m sleeping, you and Helpy look through my things, Jon steals my makeup, and Freddy and Bonnie Steal my clothes

Bonnie: I don't steal your clothes!

Bryan: Really because that’s my jacket you’re wearing

Bonnie: *wearing Bryans Jacket* Prove it

Bryan: It literally has my full name sewn on the pocket.

Bonnie: It’s the brand name.

Bryan: The brand is Bryan Sebastian Divil?

Bonnie:…yes!

Bryan; And yesterday I found out that Foxy, you have a bag of my hair

Foxy: What? No I don't!

Bryan; *reaches into his suit and pulls a bag out* This

The bag says ‘Bag of Bryans hair’

Foxy: That’s not mine

He turns it over ‘Property of Rockstar Foxy’

Foxy: That’s not me.

He turns it over again.

‘Yes it is’ plus a picture of Foxy.

Bryan: So yes, and the video clearly shows Helpy clearly being stubborn and stupid.

Helpy: Objection! That hurts my case

Foxy: Overruled. The defense wins

Helpy: Yes!

Molten: *helpys attorney* Helpy, Bryans the defense

Helpy: Dang it.

Foxy: I say that Helpy returns all stolen property apologize and face any punishment Bryan deems necessary.

Helpy: No!

Bryan: Yes!

The next day!

Helpy: *Being held by a robe in a tree* This is cruel and unusual.

Bryan: So is trying to sue your owner for something you did.

Helpy: But why just this?

Bryan: it’s not just this.

Bryan: Okay kids! It’s time for the pinata!

Helpy: Pinata?…oh no.

Four kids got in a circle around Helpy and began to pelt her with bats.

#thefamousfilms #fnaf 6 #mcfnafverse

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crappyyuki · 1 year

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Bryan with lava eyes :DDD

It’s been a while since I fully colored smth :,)

Here’s the Sketch and the one with a background!

I attempted to make lava. I’m not sure if it went well lmao.

I also don’t know how to draw or render muscles but BUFF BRYAN SUPREMACY!

HE IS SLIGHTLY TONED BUT HE CAN FLATTEN A STONE FUCKING COUNTER THATS CANON FIGHT ME

Honestly, I’m not sure if I can write this AU. With confidence I mean. I already got like a 15k word outline going on and it’s still going and it’s been like that for the past 3 years. Yeah. Pretty crazy. But if I can’t write this then I might resort into posting a bulleted list on what I should’ve written in the betterment of those 3 years instead of making a long ass outline to get it out into the world.

I love this AU, you have no idea, but it is so hard to write. So bear with me. I’ll give a bit of insight into it.

• This is a canon divergence of the canon timeline where instead of Bryan taking the hit, it’s Molten taking the hit. (My guy is not having a great time. Both of them.)

• This AU is canon defiant to the actual lore in Bryan’s series. A lot actually. This is a bit more canon compliant to the Fnaf storyline. Focusing more on spirits and souls than portals and portal magic. Soul juice produced from murdered children. All that good stuff. Don’t get me wrong, I love the series but I wish it focused on the souls of the kids and their stories if only a little.

• Let’s say there are a lot of hidden secrets in the old pizzeria that Bryan would carry to his grave. Most of them is guilt. The other is shame borderlining to self loathing.

• “No one would ever believe you.” :)

• This AU’s pov is also on the animatronics side. Mostly Freddy, Helpy (the old one), and maybe probably Foxy (the Rockstar one) I miss them, okay?

• Pat is around too. Watching over the animatronics while getting deathly afraid of them for a definite period of time before making friends with them because wow, those robots aren’t actually gonna force them into a Freddy Fazbear suit. Why did they listen to a pre-recorded message anyway?

• Jon is the one that stumbles onto the secret. But its not complete. He wonders where he should find the other pieces.

• You know OG Freddy? How he was repaired? Yeah. That part wasn’t the only thing that brought him back to life.

• And the monitor Lefty stole from the pizzeria? Maybe Egg Baby? Wonder whats that for?

• The book that Bryan gave to Twisted Bonnie also changed. Still has the blueprints of the animatronics but of different animatronics.

• “Hmmmm, I wonder what I can do for Baby’s birthday? How can I make it her happiest day of her shortlived li—wait, can I even say that?????”

• Also, does anyone know what happened to Twisted Freddy? Did he just become the wind or what? We’ll see.

• Since Lefty didn’t die, let’s say Shadow Freddy had other places to be. And Twisted Wolf? Honestly forgot about that guy hahaha I’ll think of something.

• Oh! EB (Evil Bryan) is there too! Like actually.

• It’s quite funny to have two short humans going on offense while literal monsters go on support and defense lmao. What a bunch of losers.

• “See you on the flipside!”

• Hey. What’s up with Bryan’s eyes?

That’s all for now. Maybe I’ll post another one or work on a chapter? Who knows…

I can’t promise anything. I can only promise that the next will take a whileeeeeeee, a post or a chapter.

I still have not named this AU and marked it as INSERT TITLE HERE.

And to those that recognize that title, I am so sorry. I literally redid the first 5 chapters, finished 4, then dropped it off at chapter 7-8. Chapter 1-4 are finished but 5-8 is a land mine. I don’t know how to keep it going lmao. No really, it’s a struggle writing this dang thing and I want it out of my head too. I can’t promise any chapters or that I’m working on it because I’m so busy but I did not forget it if thats what you’re thinking. It’s just hard to write. Like really hard. That’s why I focused a bit on oneshots.

One things for sure though. It’s either chapter 5, 6, or 7 BUT—

Minigames. Plus Springtrap.

ITH!Bryan: Oh joy.

Feel free to ask questions about this AU! I’d be happy to answer! (Most of them anyway. Can’t reveal everything.)

#thefamousfilms #fnaf #fnaf security breach #fnaf 6 #pizzeria simulator #alternate universe #bryan #jon #lefty #freddy #molten #foxy #pat #the glamrocks

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apparentlyscary · 8 months

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Random au idea I thought up because I’m bored.

So y’know the idea that GGY and Vanny are separate entities to their hosts and Malhare/Glitchtrap?

Idea: GGY, after Vanny kills Malhare just goes off on his own, with no plan or anything, he didn’t know anything apart from the cult so what else could he do? He takes control of a random little robot (I think that a Helpy bot would be cute) and runs into Ellis, whose like “What tf” because he’s just oblivious. Then GGY explains it (through slightly rose tinted glasses) and Ellis is just like “What. Tf.” and just kinda brings him home. And now he’s trying to teach him to not be violent and stuff, then they run into Three Star Fam and it’s like “okay wtf I thought you were dead” from Ellis and “Oh shit” from GGY. Then that’s the station where the imagination train stops. You could add more onto the story and I’ll maybe make a one shot of this (definitely not ignoring Bunny Virus? Because I have no idea what to do with it, definitely not)

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf ggy #fnaf gregory #ggy #gregory fnaf #fnaf security breach #fnaf dr rabbit #ellis fnaf #ellis #fnaf ellis #just me spouting bs about GGY and Ellis because they both are largely ignored #and also avoiding my lengthy fic

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Security Breach Chapter 19: A bot attack.

Meanwhile, with Alina's group.

The girls watched their friends who managed to save Glam-rock.

Puppet: It remains to free the others. But they should be aware that they need to save Vanessa, find Freddy and his friends and defeat William.

Helpy: That's it, now we can tell them to save Vanessa.

Alina: With the help of slot machines, you can free her from William's influence. (She took the microphone) Attention my friends!

Meanwhile, with the others in different places.

Others: Alina?

Alina: You need to play on each of the three slot machines so that you can free Vanessa from William. She is probably now in the form of a rabbit with red eyes, who was watching us to kill and Helped William.

DJ: That's right, we forgot about it.

Vanny: Oh, right?

She pressed the button and the broken robots immediately went to the heroes where they were.

Glam-rock Freddy: They are coming.

But what's worse, Vanny has thrown burning matches in every place and the fire is slowly starting to appear.

Puppet: Vanny started a fire.

Alina: Put it out!

Helpy wires turned on the signal and water appears from the flashing lights, causing the lights to disappear.

Vanny: No!

Mario: We must not delay. We need to act.

Alina: The first machine "The Princess's Quest" is located in the cabin. The second one is in the Fazcade. And the third one goes to Vanny's lair in the Fazer Blaster.

Meanwhile, with DJ's group.

DJ: That's right, I have one. Then we'll have to go back.

Leo: And in Vanny's lair, when I, along with Emma, Max, Irina, Yuri, Haoyu and Cass, were crawling through the ventilation.

Sundrop: Bots!

Animatronics in the form of a spider began to attack bots.

Krash: May I please do more?

Chiko: Are you sure you can handle it? I'd rather be with you.

Krash grabbed Chico and jumped into the ventilation.

Meanwhile, with Glam-rock Freddy's group.

Glam-rock Freddy: We have to split up who's where. We're going to Vanny's hideout. While we're dealing with the bots, Gregory and Cassie go to the vending machine.

Others: Good.

Meanwhile, with Alina's group.

Puppet: Vanessa is about to leave the pizzeria. Close the gate.

Tricky pressed the button and the main entrance of the pizzeria is closed.

Alina: Griffona detain her.

Griffona: There is.

Negabosses in the form of a griffin immediately headed for the main hall to Vanny.

Vanny: Again?!

Griffona: Not again, but again. (Blocked Vanny with iron feathers) Well, will you show your face?

Vanny:(Going to get a knife) No... (Griffona's beak and eyes turned purple) Why are your beak and eyes turning blue?

Griffona: From suspicion.

She threw her gun with her tail and Vanny grabbed her arm. Landing on her head, Griffona pushed her into the elevator with her paw and she flew up to her becoming a humanoid lioness. When the elevator closed and went, the Rabbit decided to kill her with a knife, but she dodged and took it away. When she pushed Vanny, Rabbit noticed that the elevator opened and she pushed her with her foot, causing her to fall.

Vanny: Well, no... (Leaves)

Meanwhile, with Alina's group.

Puppet: Failed. But ours have begun to act.

Suddenly, Ella, Lan, Yara, Donut, Seeder and rainbow heroes entered the office.

Ella: Guys, we've finally found you.

Fire: The bots are coming for you.

Lan: We won't last long.

Donut:(He noticed Puppet) Who is it?

Puppet: We'll talk about this later, child.

Alina: Okay, we'll go to the vending machine in Fazcade, and you rainbow heroes delay them as much as you can.

Rainbow Heroes: Good.

When they saw the bots, they immediately left, until the bots had an idea of something worse.

In the Glam-rock salon.

The characters of SpongeBob, the rest of Disney, Alla, Kayna, Boog and Eliot watched as SpongeBob and Patrick played in the slot machine and they managed to pass.

SpongeBob: Hooray! We won!

Alla: The others have already figured it out. Go to the main entrance immediately.

But they were prevented by the whole army, so they had to fight them.

In the Fazcade.

Alina's group were playing a slot machine and they managed to win.

Alina: We teleporting to Griffona.

Sparkle teleported to the hall with the help of magic with her friends.

In the Fazer Blast.

Freddy's Glam-rock band managed to get to their destination before they saw their friends with purple eyes.

Glam-rock Freddy: Run, we'll distract them.

Gregory and Cassie: Good.

Two children ran while the others tried to smash the purple lamps. But they were strong, while Vanny looked at it and followed the children. Gregory and Cassie are already playing Princess Quest.

Gregory: We have to make it before Vanessa finds us.

Cassie: She's almost there!

This makes the boy play fast, until Cassie noticed that Toy Freddy was approaching Glam-rock Freddy on the bridge.

Toy Freddy: Hehehe.

Cassie: Glam-rock Freddy!

Toy Freddy pushed Glam-rock Freddy and the rest of the infected animatronics break him.

Others: No!

Monty: Hands off!

Monty attacked one of the animatronics while Pikachu turned off electricity to each infected animatronics, and Marina, Lilo and the Street Cat broke the lamps.

Happy: Oh, I still found it!

Gregory and Cassie: Guys!

Laughing, Vanny went up to her hiding place and prepared to attack. This scared the two children, but she was prevented by Krash and Chiko from ventilation.

Krash: Hurry up, you're almost done!

Gregory quickly reached the last station of the game while the others approached the broken Glam-rock Freddy.

Others: Freddy.

Glam-rock Freddy: That's all right... You're all doing great. Thank you, Monty, and you for coming on time.

Vanny picked up two round animals and threw them to the human children.

Gregory: Hurry up!

As soon as she took one step, the machine screen turned off and all the bots turned off. The kids from Kikoriki stood with their eyes closed until they heard a familiar voice.

Vanessa: How are you kids?

As soon as they opened their eyes, they were surprised to see Vanessa holding a rabbit mask with a worried face.

Krash: It's true.

Gregory: So you really were in it.

Vanessa: Yes, but I didn't want to kill and make your animatronic friends evil. Even when I was under the influence, I didn't want to do it.

Cassie: We forgive you. All the same, Alina knew that William was to blame for everything.

Chiko: What about the others?

They walked over to the others who were helping Glam-rock Freddy stand up. Suddenly, the other animatronics opened their eyes and looked at their friends.

Glam-rock Chica: Glam-rock Freddy, do you still feel good?

Glam-rock Freddy: Yes... It's a little damaged... (To the others) Thanks you.

Cassie: Look, your friends have become themselves.

They watched their animatronics friends get up no longer angry.

Toy Freddy: Oh my God, I will remember this terrible moment. (He noticed that someone was missing) Where are Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy?

Doc: We don't know, but we'll find them.

However, not everything was as smooth as they thought when Glam-rock Freddy noticed how the bots came to life.

Glam-rock Freddy: They're alive!

All the broken bots were ready to attack, but suddenly they heard someone's explosion.

Lilo: What is this?

Street Cat: I think it's even worse...

As soon as Roxy looked closely, she was scared.

Roxy: Dynamites!

Glam-rock Freddy: Let's run!

They run away while the bots catch up.

Meanwhile, with DJ'S group.

They heard explosions when they went to their friends and noticed how everything started exploding.

Wander: Save yourself who can!

They all ducked while the DJ covered the living friends with his hands.

In the hall.

Everyone stood in shock from the explosion while Alina's band and Glam-rock Freddy joined them.

Alina: What's going on here?

Fire: Everything starts to explode!

Pink: But there are no others!

Doc: We need to find it immediately, while-

Everyone fell into the pit and only Griffona, coming out of the elevator, was scared behind them.

Griffona: No!

She noticed that cracks were appearing under her and she fell into the ground.

To be continued...

#фанфик #смешарики #spongebon squarepants #mlp #disney #pokemon #balan wonderworld #fnaf #tom and jerry #oggy and the cockroaches #my singing monsters #slime rancher #castle cats #dungeon dogs #cat jump game #wildcraft #hunting season #ocs

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