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autisticshadowthehedgehog · 1 year

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sconc middle names but me and cori are stupidt

last night me and cori got slap-happy and made a list of characters’ middle names so happy birthday sonic enjoy. tw catholicism jokes bc when we get slap happy we end up on that train

Sonic: His middle name is actually not Maurice. He won’t tell anyone what it is but it isn’t Maurice. Not in the “noooo it’s totally not ;)” way he legit doesnt know where anyone got that misconception from

Metal Sonic: His middle name IS Maurice. That’s where people got that misconception from

Tails: When he and sonic were filling out paperwork to make sure he legally existed Tails realized he didn’t know his middle name and could reasonably put “Tails.” Instead he put “Terminator”

rouge, losing it: oh my god are you serious tails: i was like five and thought it was cool sonic: you were right

Knuckles: He literally doesn’t care so once again when filling out paperwork he’s like.

knuckles: so i guess my last name would be my tribe shadow: the knuckles tribe? knuckles: yeah shadow: so you’re putting down knuckles knuckles knuckles: yeah probably shadow: so what’s your middle name? knuckles: well take a fucking guess buddy

Amy: Also picked her own name. Debated between “Amy” and “Rosy” for a while before sticking with “Amy Rose”– rose for the pretty flower she loves and its symbolism, “Amy” because it means “much loved” and she’s desperate for affection. and then she well. picked a middle name that sounded cool

shadow: oh my god tell me your middle name isn’t “terminator” too amy: oh my gosh no amy: amy: it’s velociraptor shadow: oh my god amy: JURASSIC PARK JUST CAME OUT I WAS HYPED

Shadow: We had two (2) options: #1.) It’s something extremely Catholic like Clementinus. It doesn’t fit his brand so he just doesn’t tell anyone. also he can’t pronounce it. #2.) It’s like a deep, guttural screech/roar. Everyone assumes it was Black Doom’s name for him but no that was Gerald’s idea actually

Rouge: Francisca. Shadow was like “oh something really catholic as well” “actually my family were very much not catholic that’s just a funny coincidence.”

Omega: Terminator. Stole the idea from Tails

Cream:

Blaze: She has like 48 middle names cause she’s royalty and they’re like that

Silver: “In the future we don’t have middle names. We ate them for sustenance.”

Vector: ALSO something extremely Catholic like Benedict or someshit

Espio: “A ninja’s secret name is to stay absolutely secret. It is the key to their identity. Their soul. None shall know of it.” He picked his own middle name and it was SasuNaru and he’s embarrassed about it.

Charmy: Vector named him so it is also EXTREMELY Catholic. Charmy cannot remember it. “It’s VALENTINE, Charmy!! It’s literally one of the easiest Saints to remember!! Saint VALENTINE!!” “look i made a necklace out of gummy worms :D”

Mighty: it’s something like super normal like Evan or Thomas

Ray: Sunshine :D

Fang: It’s actually Nack. whudda think

Bean: And similar to Fang, it’s ACTUALLY “Dynamite.” Did he name himself? You’ll never know.

Bark: Something super Russian like Vladimir

Big: Big has no middle name he has no last name he is too powerful for all of us

Tikal:

Tikal: yeah we didn’t have middle or surnames in my time. Closest was just “oh that’s Pachacamac’s kid.” Tails: Okay but you need a middle name for paperwork so pick something Tikal: Termi-- Knuckles: No. Tikal: Okay. Lesbian

Jet: Tony. you know why

Marine: It’s just literally “Australian”

Sticks: “Classified.” Everyone is like “oh geez Sticks ok” and don’t realize her middle name is literally Classified

Surge: When she got to pick hers she picked Azula for obvious reasons

Kit: He picked “Surge.”

Belle: Periwinkle

Sage: Ann Ima. believe it or not, that is also. Catholic™

Tekno: Terminator

#sth #sonic squad #mine

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punkrockhistory · 5 months

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Happy Birthday to Gerald Caiafa aka Jerry Only, American musician, bassist for the Misfits, Osaka Popstar, Kryst The Conqueror and Balzac, born on this day in 1959, Lodi, New Jersey

📸 Alison Braun

#punk #punks #punkrock #horrorpunk #misfits #jerryonly #history #punkrockhistory #otd

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vastill · 1 year

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hii I know it's really specific but maybe something where Melissa and reader are in a relationship (no one knows) and reader is in the band. and teachers are going to the bar where the band is playing and they found out Melissa and reader are together?

and maybe reader sings some cute song about Melissa?

I would love that!! thank you!!

Pointless

Melissa Schemmenti/fem!reader

warnings: fluff and like one curse word

words: 1500+

My requests are open!!

English is not my first language!!

A/N: so im slowly making my way through requests. i change it up a little bit, hope you don't mind. it was a journey writing this one and tbh im not so sure if i like this one but i hope you guys will enjoy it. let me know what you think about this format for fics! have a good day/night!!💚

The teachers were sitting in the break room and peacefully eating their lunches. Some quiet time is always welcomed in a school full of children but it never lasts.

“Me and Janine were wondering if you want to go out today. It’s Friday and maybe we can do some bonding. What do you think?” Jacob slowly asked Melissa and Barbara. It was the hundredth or so time. Every time failing.

“Can’t today I have something planned already.” Melissa quickly answered. As always.

“We were thinking to go to that new bar in town? They have live music today.” Janine insisted.

“Live music? I will call Gerald and ask what he thinks. I will let you know.” Barbara said and Janine smiled triumphantly.

Now Melissa realized she is fucked. She was going there tonight, you had a gig in that bar, and she promised you she will be there.

“Okay, I will go.” Melissa said, not really happy about it.

“But what about your plans?” Jacob asked smirking.

“I was going there anyway, wanted to listen to that new band. Maybe you won’t be such bad company after work.” And with that, she was out of the break room.

Jacob and Janine let out squeaks of joy as she is walking out.

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You were so excited about tonight. Finally, you landed a gig and your girlfriend will be there to support you. What more could you want?

Your plan for tonight was to play your old song first to warm up and just vibe with the audience. For the last, you were saving the one you wrote about Melissa. She didn’t know anything about that. You wanted to surprise her and see her reaction.

Before the show, you talked to the manager at the bar, and in the corner of your eye, you saw red locks and instantly turned in that direction.

Melissa was here. Sitting at the table in front of the stage. But she wasn’t alone. You knew Barbara and Gerald, you guessed that the other two people were also from her work.

You didn’t know that she would bring someone with her. That’s not like her.

“Melissa is here but I need to go backstage. Why don’t you send her a beer from me? You know her favorite?” You said smiling at him. Turning around you made eye contact with Melissa and send her a wink.

As you were getting ready to start the gig, you felt a wave of nerves washes over you. You had been looking forward to this for so long. But with one look at Melissa, all of your worries vanished. You were so grateful to have her there to support you.

You introduced yourself to the audience and started with the first song. You decided to play some covers and the crowd was loving it. As the night went on, you couldn't help but notice Melissa's smile growing wider with each song.

Now came the time for your surprise.

“Okay guys, I want to share with you my new song called Pointless. I wrote it some time ago about someone very special to me, it’s a surprise. So I hope you like it darling and enjoy!” You said and turned to the piano.

Taking a big breath in you started singing.

I bring her coffee in the morning She brings me inner peace I take her out to fancy restaurants She takes the sadness out of me I make her cards on her birthday She makes me a better man I take her water when she's thirsty She takes me as I am I love it when her mind wanders And she loves it when I stay at home I know when she's lost and she knows when I feel alone

Melissa watched as you sat at the piano and started playing the notes. Wondering if you wrote it about her or maybe someone else. Not really believing that you did that for her.

According to her, she wasn't a person to write songs about. There was nothing about her, nothing she could think about that stands out.

But when the first notes played and you looked at her she knew. She realized that you looked differently at her, and noticed the things she would never think about.

From all my airs and graces To the little things I do Everything is pointless without you Of all the dreams I'm chasing There's only one I choose Everything is pointless without you

You sang the first chorus looking directly at her. You needed to tell her through the song how much she mean to you. How much impact her existence has on your life. You wanted to tell her all of that but you couldn’t find words so you stuck to the song.

Melissa sat at her table staring at you, her heart beating faster every minute. The words of the song hit exactly where they should, and she felt her eyes start to water. Her mind only thinks about how talented you are and what did she do in her past life to deserve so wonderful person like you.

I light the fire when it's cold out And she lights up the room I hope that she'll love me forever She hopes I'll be back soon I take her out to the movies She takes away my pain She is the start of everything And I'll be there 'til the end

You were scared to sing this song but one look at her was all you needed. You knew it was worth it when you saw her face as you sang. A soft smile graced her face and her eyes were a little teary. It was a risk to put yourself out there like that, but seeing her reaction made it all worth it.

She beamed every chance your gaze locked and you thought that you might not finish the song if she will look this cute smiling and swaying to the music.

I love when she laughs for no reason And her love's the reason I'm here She knows when I'm hurt and I know when she's feeling scared

You had never felt so vulnerable singing, often do covers and some of your old songs but this one meant so much to you. You couldn't stop the overwhelming feeling of love that embraced you, thinking about Melissa always took you to this safe place when you weren't scared to be yourself. She brought that out in you. She was your light in the darkness.

From all my airs and grace To the little things I do Everything is pointless without you Of all the dreams I'm chasing There's only one I choose Everything is pointless without you

You put all of your feelings in the last chorus. Singing it directly to her. Everything was pointless without her in your life.

The crowd erupted in applause as you finished your song. You could feel your heart beating out of your chest, but you couldn't help but smile as Melissa stood up, clapping the loudest.

Her eyes were watery from the tears she let out while you were singing. She felt her jaw hurting from how much she smiled during your performance.

“Thank you so much, guys! You were a wonderful audience! I can’t wait for my next gig with you!” You said at the end smiling widely.

As you walked off stage, you couldn't wait to talk to her and see what she thought of the song. Everything else around you seemed to fade away as you made your way toward her.

You didn't even get to greet her as she launched herself onto you, embracing you in the tightest hug.

“Thank you, thank you so much, honey. I loved every second of your song. Thank you.” She said in your ear not letting you go. “I love you so much. And I’m so proud of you.”

You moved away a little to see her face. Her cheeks flushed from all the feelings and her eyes shone so beautifully. You couldn't stop yourself from kissing her. Transferring all your love in that one kiss.

“I love you more darling. And thank you for coming here it really means everything.” You said your forehead resting on hers. The two of you smiling like idiots to each other.

“Wow, that was really something. Who would have thought?” The voice behind you interrupted your moment. You and Melissa turned around smiling sheepishly, forgetting about the other teachers.

“That was beautiful! I'm really proud of you! And so happy for you both!” Barbara said breaking the silence and embracing you in a hug.

“That's so much to take in but oh my you are so talented! You sound amazing.” She said enthusiastically.

When the drinks were emptied Melissa stood up to get another round and left you with the teachers.

“So” Janine started “your last song. It was about Melissa?” She asked quickly as Melissa was gone from the table.

“Yes it was, it was terrifying to sing it as she never heard it and oh my I'm so glad she liked it!” You said with a smile on your face, grateful for the girlfriend you got. “Being with her is the happiest I have ever been in my life.” You said noticing the pair approaching your table. “She is really something else. And what more can I say, my life would be pointless without her.”

Melissa smiled at you hearing what you just said. She was so grateful for you being in her life. Someone with whom she finally could be fully herself. She never would have thought that she would find someone like you. You were the missing piece in her puzzle that is called life.

Life wasn't pointless anymore. Not when you have each other.

#melissa schemmenti #melissa schemmenti x reader #abbott elementary #lisa ann walter #lisa ann walter x reader #wlw post #wlw fiction #vastill

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paigelts05 · 1 month

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The MCI's Witness [FNAF, Renegade AU]

Artwork: https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/1085415268

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23844385/chapters/147896260

Published: Aug 11, 2024

Happy belated anniversary to FNAF!

For my anniversary peice, I have a drawing and a fic that I made as a part of my Phone Guy Month over on Tumblr.

This one is for prompt 10 - Murder?! And in this piece, I show you one of FNAF's core tragedies, from the perspective of an all too curious witness…

Warning: there are very brief mentions of blood and violence, but it isn't very explicit at all.

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August 1987: 5 children went missing at a birthday party hosted for nobody, lured away by a man in a mascot costume that should have been put out of order ages ago, but had been on the performer rotation as 'animatronic only' until recently.

Unlike the other missing children incidents at other Freddy's locations that all happened two years prior, this one had a witness. Krasnyy Guy, head of training for security, used the recordings taken of the party to try and locate the kids, but when he found them, it was too late. He also knew exactly who was wearing the suit from his eyes alone.

Given that he had the moment of the last murder on video, he thought he was next.

However, he was chased out by shadow bonnie, Ina's ghost, and when someone did attempt to kill him after he fled the building and down the street, heading to the police station, he was only shot once in the leg, and nothing else.

The bullet removed from his leg, testimony from parents about him talking to them since the party started, and what patrons reported as clearly a ghost that resembled the shadowy silhouette of spring bonnie chasing him out of the bathrooms shortly after he went to check that area for the missing children, and the footage from his camera all took him off the suspect list.

However the footage was too grainy to identify the perpetrator, and Ina had disguised as Vincent after the man had changed into the spring bonnie costume, giving Vincent an alibi with the only counter-evidence being that Ina Vincent was avoiding Krasnyy's camera, as she knew she'd cause interference in the recording if it caught her in the frame. It didn't help that Krasnyy descended into a panic attack whenever he even thought about the MCI, rendering him unable to speak on the matter; Faz Ent had effectively silenced him without even having to kill him. But the most important factor of all, who would believe him that Vincent Taylor, father of two of the victims, was the killer?

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It was a seemingly normal day in the middle of August, 1987. The party seemed to be going normally, until one of the parents realised that their kids were missing.

Then a few others also realised that they couldn't find their kids.

Krasnyy had been recording the birthday party at his manager's request. He didn't know whose party it was: the Taylor twins birthday had passed a few months ago and had ended in a horrifying incident that he certainly couldn't forget, and the next birthday in the twins friend group wasn't until next month, and as the party invitations had been dished out as if it was for this friend group - though they were handed to one of the parents of each kid instead of to the kids themselves - Krasnyy couldn't help but wonder who or what this party was for.

He had been interacting with the parents, and it had been nice to be able to talk to other adults - even if he only 19. When everyone begun to notice that the kids had gone missing, Krasnyy had immediately checked his recording to see if he could find where they had wandered off to, and he noticed a particular yellow rabbit costume, and he noticed the five kids following it.

The five kids were Felix and Gerald Taylor, Celes, Roy, and Ferdinand.

It reminded him of the news stories that had come out of other Freddy's locations within the past two years.

When he brought it up to the parents, he noticed that Camilla, the intelligent chemist and mother to Celes and Susanna, the latter of which was the only one of Camilla's daughters present in the room with them, had a sombre look on her face. When Krasnyy suggested heading over to the area of the pizzeria where the yellow rabbit had gone to see if the kids were still there, he swore that he saw her reach out to grab his sleeve as if to stop him, but she pulled back, her fingers only ever brushing the air around his work shirt. It felt eerily as if she knew something that he didn't and didn't want him to leave the table as a result.

Well, now he knew why.

After he followed where he had seen the yellow rabbit taking the kids, he found that the safe room door - one of those hidden doors that usually lies flush with the wall, but has a slight seam around it to tell you that there is a door here - was ajar.

The safe room door was supposed to be closed at all times, but it had been left open, and the smell of iron was emanating from it.

His curiosity had gotten the better of him, and with his camera still running, he peeked through the door.

A… Murder?!?

Hundreds of thoughts ran through Krasnyy's brain as he tried to comprehend the scene in front of him. Five bodies on the floor, each terrified, but each seemingly having been given a very quick death, despite the copious amounts of blood.

His eyes and camera then fell back on the culprit: a man wearing the costume of the yellow rabbit. In the dim light, the man's eyes were barely visible underneath the mascot head, but he knew those eyes that were devoid of any emotions other than sadnesses anywhere.

What had forced Vincent Taylor to murder his own children, Gerald and Felix? Did Camilla know that Celes would be dead? Did they both know in advance? Is that why they both looked so miserable as they gave their kids the best day of their lives yesterday?

Because they knew it would be thier kid's last day alive.

Did Vincent's wife, Noire, and Camilla's husband, Dorian, know?

Krasnyy felt Vincent's eyes meet his own, and he felt frozen to the spot.

He had not only witnessed a murder, but had recorded it on camera.

He was going to die.

But before Vincent could begin to approach him, something else leaped out at him first. The shadowy form of a rabbit. And her presence alone shorted his camera.

Is that why Vincent had been so sheepish after 'returning from the bathroom': it had been Ina, pretending to be the man that she normally posessed.

With a fresh burst of adrenaline, Krasnyy ran from the scene screaming. He ran away from the safe room, ran out of the bathroom corridor, did a heel turn, and then ran straight for the entrance corridor and exit.

As he ran towards the police station, thinking that maybe if they got the footage soon enough, he'd be able to be kept safe and maybe he'd live - a gunshot rang out.

Krasnyy felt as if a metal beam had been stabbed into his leg. It burned, and his leg could no longer support his weight, so he collapsed.

He figured that he was a gonner: he was now a sitting duck collapsed in the middle of the pavement. But no second shot ever came.

From the pain in his leg, he knew that the assailant had the high ground. He knew he was still visible.

So as the blood loss and fear darkened his vision, Krasnyy wondered "how am I not dead yet."

The next thing Krasnyy remembered was waking up on the waiting room couch of the police station, where someone had managed to patch up his leg. From the searing pain that still ripped through the impact site and through his leg, he knew he wouldn't be able to run again any time soon.

He doesn't remember if he went to the hospital later, or if he wound up just recovering either at the station or at Mike's mum's place, but he finds it hard to remember through the blur visceral fear.

After all, after witnessing a murder at 19, he's surprised he remembers anything else about that day: the only thing he remembers clearly was the murder.

He remembers exactly what he saw, yet he cannot say it. Every time he remembers, panic takes over, forcing him sometimes to tears, and sometimes into a state of dread and fear far beyond tears, that renders him unable to speak, write or even move.

He may be alive, but Faz Ent had still managed to silence him, without blackmail and without killing him.

It was almost poetic in a fucked up way: his job was to train people, often over the phone, using his words to tell people all about how to work at Freddy's and survive the one animatronic that may sometimes try to kill the guard (that puppet was an odd thing; Krasnyy has no idea where it came from or if he can trust it or not, as some nights it would try to kill him, yet other nights it would seem to recognise him from somewhere and leave him be, but his father had taught him how to deal with it, and in turn, he teaches the guards to not forget the music box, as whilst the springlock animatronics that the puppet can somehow force to roam on its behalf are easy to deal with, the puppet itself is almost always a death sentence if it escapes it's box), and yet he couldn't use those words to tell anyone about what had happened in the safe room that day.

All he could do was use his words to warn other guards that there would be five more animatronics trying to kill them from now on.

Krasnyy knew it'd take years to be able to even think about the MCI without the sheer memories of it rendering him mute and immobile, but he hoped that one day, maybe he'd be able to reveal what he saw, even if it might cost him his life in the process, because to Krasnyy, that's what a journalist does.

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