#Foxy Fics

[nightcovefox]

“You made them forget who their parents are… Don’t you feel guilty?”

Marx looks out the window watching Jevil trying to catch fireflies. What a goofball he is.

“Hello..?-”

“..A bit. I’ll admit.. But it’s best for this way..” Marx get up from his seat and walk past Dimentio heading towards the living room where all the bean bags and chairs are.

……..

“MAMAAAAA!!”

Marx rushes over along with Cosmo to see Dolos and Halia scrunch up together, both of them were in fear to see what’s happening in front of them this made Marx and Cosmo's eyes widen in shock.

“NADIAAAA!!-”

Marx sees…. Sees…

………

“Marx?!?!? Pink Dandelion!!” Dimentio called out catching Marx's attention. “Huh?!?”

“…Maybe rest… I will get Jevil.”

“Ohh.. Uhm yeah.. You guys are free to sleep down here.”

Dimentio nods, “Thank you, and good night my friend.”

“Night..” Marx walks upstairs to see Dolos opening his bedroom dorm. Marx saw Dolos sniffing, the poor boy is crying. “Nightmare..?” Marx ask. “Mhm.. Couldn't sleep neither did Halia..”

“Want me to sing you a lullaby and sleep with you guys tonight?”

Be a good older brother, Marx…..

“M-Mhm…”

Please… you’re their guidance…..

“Halia is with you?” Marx ask again entering the room to see bunch of pillows and blankets around Halia. She was crying too. And that explains where the extra pillows are.

“Marxy!!!! You’re here!!”

..Be a good big brother and watch them when we're gone…

“Mhm..” Marx hummed picking Dolos by their tail and setting him down next to Halia. Marx fix the pillows and and wrap the blanket around him and his siblings. Marx was in the middle, Halia on his left, and Dolos on his right. Marx cleared his throat and sang, “Love, you are safe here, cradled in warmth All I have, my starlight and my pride, my joy Even now, I am watching over you..Let’s stay together, dear.. Nothing to fear, though we will part and dreams won’t last..Rest well tonight, my dearest, now rest in my arms..Listen to these words I sing, I pray you will walk towards the light and never be lost In sweet dreams for life…”

That lullaby made Halia and Dolos sleeping peacefully. Marx took off his shoes quietly and wrap his tail around them, hugging both of his little siblings closer to him. That tune was sing by their Mother. Who often send him and his little siblings asleep. Now.. She’s gone. It’s up to him.. To have that big role. Of being an older brother and Guardian. His plan starts tomorrow making the sun and moon fight. Kirby lives around these parts… Right?

[snowluvvie]

ACTOR!DREW STARKEY meets FOXY!READER after her star-studded Coachella set ( only for like two, soaking wet seconds )

Coming down off the stage, the California sun beating down on your skin, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath—you felt like god.

Adrenaline still pumped through your veins from your Coachella set. You were fucking perfection, as usual, not one step out of place or note missed, and your ears still rang from the sound of the thunderous crowd when you'd taken your earpiece out for a half-second. Not to mention that you were dripping with water, thanks to the water bottle that had been poured on your head. Your glitzy shirt was soaked through and plastered to your chest, your bra clear as day through it, and droplets clung to your eyelashes still.

Your heels should've been unsteady against the dirt ground, but you were too good for that. Walking near the VIP area heading away from the stage, your stride was confident and fast as blood still roared in your ears and your heart pounded, tossing your hair and sending a spray of water flying.

"Hey! You were so amazing!"

A familiar voice makes you turn your head quickly, and you're met with the sight of a grinning Madelyn Cline standing on the opposite side of the barrier in VIP. The sight of her makes you let out a little squeal and hop to meet her, someone you knew was sweet as sugar, but that you never got to become as close as you wanted to be with. Still, she was literally like sunshine.

"Aaaah, careful!" You warned her with a breathless giggle as she went in for a hug, reminding her of your soaking-wet state. She laughed along with you and gave you an arms-length hug, though the warmth was still there.

"You've met my friends, haven't you?" Madelyn asked with a smile, gesturing behind her. Though you were in a rush to meet your manager, you weren't gonna brush her off.

Drew Starkey's eyes were practically popping out of his head at the sight of you—on the stage, moving the way you did, getting down, walking right by them and nearly right past them. Grateful couldn't even begin to describe how he'd felt when Madelyn had called out to you. Now, with you standing in front of him, he felt like his face was going numb—it could've been because the blood was rushing... somewhere else, though.

You can't remember which one of you offered your hand first to shake, only that when your eyes met and you started introducing yourself, it went on for entirely too long. "I'm Drew—and you were... amazing." It was like you were literally drowning in his eyes, like they were a shade of blue you'd never seen before. It was admirable that he kept looking at your face for as long as he did, with the sweat and water that dripped down your throat and the contours of your chest like a street sign pointing straight at your fully visible bra.

"Thank you so much for coming! I'll catch you later, swear!" Was the last thing you were able to hurriedly say, giving a wave and a big smile before running off in your heels to meet your team, who you were at least ten minutes late to see by now.

"You good?" Jonathan Daviss had goaded his friend as you disappeared around the corner, clapping him on the shoulder.

"Yeah... 'm kinda hard, but yeah."

Madelyn let out a drawn-out ewwwww and socked Drew on the arm, but it did nothing to dim the giant, hazy grin that had taken over his face.

[fl3shm4id3n]

ᵢₜ wₐₛ ₒₙₗy ₐ ₘᵢₙᵤₜₑ

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧.

ꜰɴᴀꜰ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ꜰᴏxʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ), ꜰᴏxʏ x ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

Tw: Spoilers? Missing children, child abduction, mentions of death, FNAF stuff, slight mental illness, mentions of getting committed, a bit emotional with an almost good ending?

A/N: I choose Foxy because he is my favorite both in the game and movie. Hope ya'll like this fic.

Masterlist

You were just gone for a moment, you had to use the bathroom, you thought that he'd be okay with the other kids. When you came out, he was nowhere to be seen. You looked for him everywhere, in the arcade, the ball pit, the bathroom. Then you heard that other kids also went missing. The police got called, you told your mom what happened. You were growing scared and desperate to find your brother. But weeks turned to months, and months turned to years. The police just stopped looking because they didn't find anything. No suspicious activities or of that sort. No one was found and they didn't even find one single body. It was as if they vanished like thin air. But you? You didn't stopped, you didn't plan on stopping until you found what happened to your brother.

Not only that, but your dreams got all sorts of weird. You had always dreamt of the same thing. You were at the Pizzeria, stepping out of the restroom, wearing the same clothes as you did that day, except the place would get darker and more sinister. The people around you have become faceless and the music sounded much more dimer. You'd spot your brother for a moment, then he'd vanish into thin air. Every time that would happen, you'd call out to him. Screaming his name around the pizzeria. You'd also hear a voice, it sounded robotic. It would always spell out something that you couldn't quite catch. But there were some letters that you could make out. 'C...O...M...E... F...I...N...D M...E...'. You were never able to hear it clearly, it sounded like a broken cassette tape. Then you'd wake up. The dream went on for years, you never really dreamt of anything else. If you did, it would always be something that happened in your childhood, evolving your brother. A lot has changed since he turned out missing.

Now it was the early 2000's, you were already an adult. Working a nine to five job at a Target at the mall and living with your mom still. That early morning, you've woken up from that dream. Again, that same dream. You walking out the bathroom, still wearing that outfit you wore that day and the place was full of faceless people and that music. God that music made shivers run down your spine. You did what you'd always do, look for your brother. It always ended with with you entering the main lobby, near the small single stage. And again, that voice. 'C...O...M...E... F...I...N...D M...E...'. You never could make out what he was saying. Then you'd wake up. You didn't understand it. You never understood it. You got ready for work. You put on your red polo shirt with your name tag and your light brown kaki pants. Before you left the room, you looked at a picture sitting in your night stand. It was of you and your brother, on his birthday. You remembered that summer how he had a pirate themed birthday party. He loved pirates. You remember how he would walk around with a black eyepatch and a hook on his right hand. You would even play with him when your mom would be out working late. You always choose to be a mermaid or the villain in his games. You missed those times.

Besides that, you never really planned on going to school for anything. That was the last thing you would be worried about. So you decided to work, maybe save up enough money to maybe hire a private investigator or someone who can help you find something. Now you were at work, doing what you'd normally do. Just helping customers and ringing them out. It was just a regular day. It felt slower than most days. You heard from your coworkers that a security guard got fired, before he punched a guy who he mistook as a kidnapper. If you were in his situation, you'd probably do the same. Now a-days you didn't know who you could trust or you couldn't even look away from a moment because something could happen with a blink of an eye. It was understandable, at least to you.

You've been invited to do things with your coworkers, except you've declined. Always telling them that you were busy or you just didn't feel like going out. It was hard for you to make friends, you had basically isolated yourself from everyone when your brother turned up missing. You never really tried to make friends again. This worried your mom. Since you'd only go to work, go home, eat and sleep. It was a repeated cycle. She had talked to you about going to see a therapist. But you always declined. You didn't want to go and talk to somebody about how after many years you're still on the hunt for your brother. They'll probably medicate you or get you committed into an asylum. You you avoided that topic.

After work, you were back home. In your room, looking through your book. This book had news paper articles, along with police reports, pictures and other things that you've kept for years. This was your kind of evidence that you kept. You'd study these stuff day and night, for the last couple of years. You never gave up. Not only that, but you've tried asking the owner of the place 'William Afton' if you could go into the place to investigate, except the guy never picked up the phone or responded to your letters. You've even tried to get the job as a security guard, but Steve Raglan, who was a career counselor didn't give you the job. He'd always say that. 'It wasn't good for your mental health' or that 'He needs someone who's more calm and collected'. What he probably meant was that he needed someone who wasn't crazy.

You were busy looking at the old, now yellow news paper. Re-reading the article about the missing kids. You've read it many times by now, you might even memorize it. Then you heard someone knock at your door, then they came in. It was your mom. Who had a face of worry. "Y/n? Have you ate anything?" She asked, looking over you saw that she still had her work uniform on, she must have got back. "No, not yet." You responded, then she got closer. Seen what you were reading. She let out a sigh, as if she was exhausted of some kind. "Again? Y/n, we've been over this." She said, then you looked over at her. "I know, but... I just got to find something." You added to her.

She looked at you, seen the dark circles under your eyes. Indicating that you didn't get much sleep. "Baby, it's been years." She said, while looking at you. "You just... have to accept that he isn't coming back." She said sadly, as if she didn't want to say it, but she did. "I know... I just... want to know what happened to him.. or at least who took him.." you added in defense. Your mom then fidgeted with your hair a bit, as if she was fixing it. "So do it, but... you have to stop this obsession. It's not good for you." She said to you. It went silent for a moment, then your mom let out a small sigh. "I'll get dinner started, I'll come to get you in a bit." She said, giving you a small squeeze to your shoulder and she left your room. You sighed, placing your hands on your cheeks and leaned on the desk. Trying to think of what your mom said. Then you looked at picture sitting on the night stand for a moment. After a whole silent minute, you got up from the desk and went into the kitchen where your mom was, to help her with dinner.

You were at the food court, you had taken your lunch break, now you were heading back. You weren't watching where you were going and you've bumped into somebody. Making them drop a book of theirs. "Shit, I'm sorry." You said, picking up the old looking small book with the title which read 'Dream Theory'. Interesting. "It's alright." He said, then you handed the book to the guy. He was cute. He had messy brown hair and slightly tired eyes. The same description as the security guy who got fired.

"Are you... the guy who got fired from security?" you asked him. He had a look of embarrassment, but he nodded. "Yeah, that's me." He said. It was quiet for a moment, but you spoke again. "What you did was understandable." You said, making him look at you with his eyes slightly wide by your words. "You think so?" He asked. "Yeah, now a-days, you don't even know people's intentions or motives. I would have probably done the same if I were you." You explained. He only nodded at your words, at least someone also thought like him. "Well, I better go, hopefully I'll see you around." You said with a small smile. He nodded and returned the smile. Afterwards, you headed back towards your work place, while he also left to his destination.

You were back home, counting the money you kept in a shoebox underneath your bed. It was enough to fire an investigator, but you knew that you'll need more. This would probably cover the bear bare minimum. It was frustrating. You've spent a whole year saving, yet it didn't feel like it was enough. You knew that you should have got a job sooner, than later. Again, you went through the same old articles and pictures. Trying to find something again. But nothing, it was the same old thing. The same words and the same people in the pictures. Of kids playing around the arcade and one of a person dressed as a yellow bunny. That was odd, you don't remember that bunny at the pizzeria. When was he added? When you looked at the picture of him posing with a girl with blonde hair in pick tails, it felt creepy in a way. Almost unsettling. You didn't really notice this picture or you probably didn't notice it at first.

It was another day, you were in the register, ringing people out. You sighed, in exhaustion. Your feet were hurting and time felt much slower than usual. Another costumer came to the register. You gave them the best smile. "Hello-" you were cut off guard, seen that it was that guy you met the other day. "Oh, it's you. Find everything alright?" You asked him, like you'd normally asked every costumer. You scanned the box of crayons and paper, along with a few things he had in his basket. "Yeah, thanks." He said, while grabbing his wallet. "Found a job yet?" You asked him, out of politeness. "If you haven't, I'm sure you could send in your application." You said. "I actually already did, but thank you for the offer." He responded. You nodded, as you placed the items in a white plastic bag with the red Target logo. "What did you find? If you don't mind me asking." You asked him. "A security guard, at some pizzeria. The pay isn't good, but it's something." He explained.

This caught your curiosity. "Really? What pizzeria?" you asked, putting the packet of bacon in the bag. "It's called, I think. Freddy's Fazbear's Pizza, something like that." He explained. No fucking way. You looked at him wide eyed. "For real?" You asked him, he only nodded. Then he gave you the amount of money that was due. As you handed him his receipt, you hesitated a bit. "When can I see you again?" You asked. "Hm, I don't know, maybe in half an hour while I still have time? Why?" He asked, now curious on why you'd want to see him. "It's cause... I'd like to talk to you about something. It'll be worth your while, I promise." You said, he thought of it for a minute, then he nodded. "Alright, I'll meet you in the food court... When does your shift in end?" he asked. "In about an hour, what's your name by the way?" You asked him. "It's Mike." He told kindly, as you hummed in response. Watching him leave in a bit of a hurry, you went back to work hoping that the time would go by fast.

After that hour, you were at the food court, waiting for Mike to arrive. He finally did. "Thanks for coming." You said almost shyly. "No problem, but just make it quick. I got to get back home to get ready for my first shift." He explained. You and him sat on a table. "Look, I know you've only known me for a bit. But, please hear me out." You said. Mike nodded, allowing you to processed. "Could you, maybe let me in the pizzeria, while you do your job. I'm just looking for something." You explained to him. He looked at you with a look of confusion. "Don't worry, I'm not going to steal anything, I'm just looking for something." You explained to him. But he wanted to know a bit more. "I don't know. What exactly are you looking for? Treasure of some kind?" He asked. "Well, almost something like that." You told him, but he still not very convinced. You didn't know whether you should tell him the whole story on why you're interested in going into the pizzeria. You just skipped the subject.

"Not only that, but I'll pay you for your troubles. I just want to go in and look, then I'm out." You added, as soon as you said 'paid' he looked at you with more reason. "How much?" he asked. "Two-hundred dollars per night. It'll just be this week and no more." You told him, seen the look of shock in his face. He thought for a minute. Then he nodded his head. "Alright deal, but, you have to pay first. I don't want to get scammed or anything." He said, then you grabbed your wallet and handed him two fifty dollar bills. He took the money and looked at it, in almost as if he'd never seen that amount in while. "That's all I have for now, but I'll give you the rest afterwards." You explained to him. Mike nodded, he seemed as if he was convinced. "Alright, it's a deal then." He said. After that was settled. "Before I go, here's my house number. Call me if anything." You explained to him, writing your house number on a piece of paper and gave it to him. You normally wouldn't give your number to anyone, but you knew that you'd be seen him for the next couple days.

Back home, you told your mom that you'd be going out at night for the whole week. For some kind of night shift and you'd be back at 6:00 am. You left home and headed to the pizzeria. It was 11:55 pm. You were sitting in your car, waiting for Mike to arrive. A few minutes passed and he had arrived at 12:00 am. On time. He told you to just be smooth and not make it seem as if you were here. He sounded as if he really needed this job. You nodded understandingly and went to search.

Like before, you searched everywhere that you could. Except you got to look more. In the kitchen, boiler room and in the back. But nothing. Despite not finding anything, you'll be back tomorrow night. When you got back to the main lobby, you heard strange movements coming from the single stage. It had dark purple curtains like the main one. You got a bit close, trying to listen and see closely on what was making the inside of the stage move. You reached out and tried to pull the curtains, until you heard the Mike called out to you. "Hey, it's 6:00, we gotta go." He said, you nodded at him, you looked back at the stage. Before you headed out. "Here's the rest." You told him, giving him the other two fifty bucks. He took them. "Thanks." He said, putting the money in his pocket. "No, thank you for letting me do this. I know it's risky." You said with a small smile. "It's nothing really, I just... really need the money and the pay here is not so great. From what I was told." He explained. You nodded. "I understand." You responded to him. "Well, I'll see you later tonight?" you asked him. "Yeah. See ya." He responded with a small awkward smile, then headed to his car. You did the same.

You went home, slept for a few hours. You had that dream once again. But, there was a slight change. When you got to the small single stage, the voice sounded much different than before. 'Y...O...U... F...O...U...N..D... M... E...' You could slightly make out the letters, but the words completely. Then you woke up again. Like always. You got ready and went to work and after work you went home, then you left to the pizzeria at the same time as you did before. Mike arrived, you paid him the while two hundred dollars and you got to doing what you were doing. You searched in the same places, but this time you looked more in the main lobby. It felt as if you were getting closer to finding something, and that something was in the main lobby. You looked under the tables, bathrooms and even in the trashcans, but nothing. But it still felt close. Looking over at the single stage, you noticed that the curtains were open. You walked over to it, and saw that it was empty. Dammit, you thought something would be in there, before you could leaned close to look inside. You heard a loud thud in the office.

Quickly you ran towards the office. "Mike?" You called out to him, seen that he was on the floor groaning in pain. Bleeding from his arm. You went over and helped him up from the floor. "You good? What happened?" you asked him, setting him back on the chair. "I think so, dunno how that happened." He said, referring to the wound on his arm. It looked nasty. You looked around the office, trying to find a first aid kit. When you found it, you helped him patch up his wound. "What did you do?" You asked him, as you tightened the bandages on his arm. "I have no idea, I just dreamed of this kid, with a pirate hook. I chased after him, then he slashed me." He said, this caught your attention. 'Boy with a pirate hook.' That must have been a sign somehow.

When you got back home, your mom was getting ready to leave. You talked for a bit before she left. When she did, you went to catch some sleep before work. You went back to that same dream, back at the pizzeria, except you were in the last place where it ended. At the single stage, it was open. But it was empty. You got close, leaning in to look inside, but it was dark. All most like a bottomless pit. You stoke your hand in to see if you might find something, inside but you felt something grabbing your hand in the process. You heard the voice again. 'Y...O...U... F...O...U...N..D... M... E...'. Then the house phone rang. Making you wake up with a loud gasp, a bit frightened. Groaning that you've been woken up. You got up and walked towards the living room. You picked up the phone and answered.

"Hello?" you asked through the phone. "Y/n? Hey it Mike, sorry to interrupt whatever you were doing, but. Did you break into the pizzeria earlier this morning?" He asked, sounding worried in a way. "No? I was home the whole time. Why what happened?" You asked him. "Apparently someone or a group of people broke in. I just wanted to conform something." He explained. "That was it, sorry for interrupting." He apologized. "It's alright, I get it. I'll see you later tonight." You said, then you hung up. Who the hell would break into the pizzeria? That was a bit suspicious. You looked at the time and saw that it was close to being time to go to work. You sighed, walking back to your room to get ready.

Later that night, you were back at the pizzeria, waiting for Michael. He arrived, once he parked and stepped out of the car, then he went to the passenger door and opened it. A little girl stepped out with a small back pack. They both approached you. "Sorry, I couldn't get a hold of the babysitter and I just couldn't leave her alone." He explained to you. "Are you Mike's girlfriend?" she asked. Making you giggle and her brother's face turned a slight red. "Nah, just a friend." You replied to her. "Hm, I didn't think he'd have any." She said, making you laugh and Michael's face becoming redder. After you had a small introduction, you went in.

The place was trashed and a mess. While Mike went to put Abby to sleep, you decided to get some cleaning supplies to help clean the mess. You went to the janitor's closet to find some things, you spotted how on the door there was a dark liquid that had been splattered on there. Weird, it looked almost similar to blood, it was probably an old stain of some sort. You got brooms, dustpans, a bucket, mop and cleaning products. Then headed back to the main lobby. When Michael arrived, you and him got to cleaning. You both swept, mopped and you stocked up the chair and tables. Afterward, he went back to the office while you went on your search. Trying to find any kind of new clues maybe, but nothing. Some 'evidence' must have been cleaned up. You headed back to the office and saw that Mike was asleep and Abby had woken up. "Can you take me to the bathroom please?" She asked. You looked over at her sleeping brother and back at her. "Yeah, lets go." You said, taking her hand and leading her to the restroom.

You were waiting outside of the restroom, waiting for her to finish so that she could go back to her brother. The door opened and she walked out. "Done." She said with a small smile. Then a small noise was heard in the stage. You and Abby looked over for a minute. "Stay behind me." You said, then you slowly walked towards the lobby, with Abby behind you. You saw how the stage slightly shook, you kept the younger kid behind you, grabbing a broom. To defend yourself. Then the curtains of both the stages opened, revealing the animatronics. Of a bunny, bear, and a chick. They were all in good condition, with a bit of dirt and dust on them. The single stage had a fox, a bright red one that was more tattered than the rest, also with some dust.

They all moved their heads, towards your direction. Then they began to walk towards you both. You don't remember them doing that. You held the broom tightly, and kept Abby behind you. Except she peaked and looked towards the animatronics. "Those are my friends." She said, removing herself from behind you and going up to the four animals. "Abby wait." You said, getting closer to them. She seemed as if she knew them. Did she? You kept your broom in hand, watching as Abby interacted with them as if she's known them all her life. You felt something touch your shoulder, looking over, you saw the red fox. He was moving his ears and hook for a hand excitedly. Instead of feeling scared, you felt some kind of attraction? "It's okay, he just wants to hug you." Abby said to you, now the animatronics were looking at you. "He does?" you asked her, she then nodded.

Turning to face the fox, that was twice your size. You set the broom aside, then you extended your arms and moved closer to him. He did the same. You wrapped your arms around the cold fur like robotic body. His arms were around your smaller body. It felt a bit odd, but the more you hugged him, it felt comforting. You felt his hook for a hand giving you small pats, as a way to ease you. This felt nice, then you pulled away from him. Looking at him in his single eye. He moved his jaw excitedly, as well as his ears. It was cute in way. You gave him a small smile. Out of nowhere Abby began to laugh, you looked over and saw how the others were tickling her. She just laughed, which lead to some playful screaming and her telling them to stop. It was all fun and games, until you heard Mike run in to see what was happening.

As soon as he got there, he assumed Abby and you were in some kind of danger, he then grabbed a chair and held it up, as Freddy approached him. About to fight him. "It's okay Freddy, he's my brother Mike." Abby said towards Freddy, who had seemed to have calmed down. Allowing him to let Mike pass. "Mike, this is Bonnie, Foxy and Chica. Everyone, this is Mike." Abby introduced everyone to on another. "This is... is a joke right?" He asked, looking confused at you. "I thought I was tripping, but no." You responded to him. "It's okay Mike, they just want to play." Abby told Mike, then Chica turned to her and gave her a wink, making her smile.

"Alright, it's time to go, come on." He encouraged Abby. "Hold on." She responded to him, then she grabbed her little notepad and a red marker from her pocket. She drew something real quick and tore it off the notepad. Bonnie held out his hand, letting Abby put the picture on his palm. He then showed the picture to Foxy who looked very interested in the heart drawn on the paper. "I had a lot of fun." Abby told them, she then walked towards Mike. But stopped and gave Freddy a nice hug. Freddy returned the hug back. You looked at Foxy, who was waving his ears and jaw rapidly again. Also waving his hook around as if he was waving at you. "I'll see you around?" you asked him, he nodded his head. Then you walked out of the place with Mike and Abby.

"That was something." Mike said, watching Abby get in his car. "Yeah, it was." You responded, looking back inside, seen that Foxy was near the door. You guessed to make sure that you would all leave. You turned back to Mike who was closing and locking the gate. "So, find something?" He asked again. "Not yet, but I'm much closer than before." You explained to him. After he finished locking up the door. "I better get going. I got work in a few hours." You told him. "Alright, I'll probably stop by." He teased, making smile. "Alright, don't be a stranger." You told him, then you looked at Abby. "Goodbye Abby." You said kindly to her and she gave you smile, then you headed to your car, turned on the engine to get home. Back home, your mom wasn't there. You assumed she went to work early. You took off your shoes and just jumped on the couch, getting comfortable. Taking yet another nap before work. Hopefully afterwards you could get some better sleep. You fell asleep shortly afterwards.

You back at the pizzeria, except wasn't almost scary looking and dark like before. It seemed more friendly and nice to be in. You were standing outside the bathroom, the same clothes as before. Looking around, you saw someone in front of the single stage, they were small, like a child. You got closer to see who it was. Your eyes widen when you saw the back of that person's back of his head. They slowly turned around. You saw that it was your brother, he looks just like how he did when he went missing. He had on his orange shirt with blue jeans, shoes and his pirate hook that he had made.

"You found me." He said, you felt your eyes watering. It's been so long since you've seen your brother. You almost forgot how he looked like. You said his name in a whisper, then you went over, getting on your knees and pulling him into a hug. "Oh...I'm so sorry, I was only gone for a minute. I knew I should have been more watchful of you." You said, as you cried more, hugging your brother. "It's okay. You found me" He responded to you, all you could do was hug him and cry. As much as you wanted to continue to hug and be with him, you couldn't. This was only a dream. You pulled away, and looked at him in the eyes. "Please... I have to know... who took you?" You asked him, hoping that he'd give you answer or a clue. He didn't say anything. "Please tell me, who took you from me and mom?" You asked him again, but again. Nothing. Before you could ask him again. You woke up.

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[foxybouquet]

I have been reading fanfic for 30 years. Yup. I'm old. I've been reading it since same-sex romance fic was called "slash." Since before portmanteaus. Since AOL and dialup were the only options, and newsgroups were what Tumblr and Ao3 are, now.

Fanfic is so important to me. Reading about the inner and expanded lives of familiar characters that we don't get to see in their respective genres...it's so fulfilling. I've never had the gift of writing good fanfic, but I can recognize it as if there were a thing like "perfect fanfic pitch."

It was because of fanfic that my love for Copia deepened to the mad levels it is now. That I came around to enjoying the ghouls as much as I do. That I'm nearing a true addiction to Ghost lore.

And fanfic changes me and improves me. I don't find it any different than reading a book that transforms your life. I have grown, thanks to a lot of the fic I've read. I've deepened as a person, a woman and an artist. I've felt validation in my personal beliefs and morality (and immorality, heh heh).

This is all to say, thank you to the fanfic writers here who have had such a profound effect on my life. Thank you for sharing your incredible storytelling gift FOR FREE, for sweating over a plot twist here and a smutty scene there, just so we can all be distracted, moved, and transported away from this terrifying world in which we live, for a little bit. THANK YOU for all that you do, fic writers.

[foxyslittlegarden]

Trying to learn how to draw Ed again

[pintrestgrl]

write more about roxy getting jealous of some girl eyeing rafe at a party, what happens. I want details of the angst and smut please and thank you

RAFE ‘ND ROXY 💫

hi so i actually hate how i wrote in this but we live laugh n love

roxy n rafe weren’t together. as of now, if you asked them a week ago the answer would have been different. they were currently, in the off stage of their off n on relationship. however, there was a party tonight.

neither roxy nor rafe ever missed a party. usually they would go together, really. but tonight they weren’t together. it wasn’t gonna be like that. but, they both still got ready n went. it was a pool party, a kook one.

roxy was praying that rafe wouldn’t show up. that he would be too upset at home about her, too high to even function. however, pulling into the function, he was the first thing she saw. she rolled her eyes, takin another hit off the passed around blunt in the car.

she was pissed. she didn’t wanna see him. she wanted to get drunk, n forget about the breakup. so, that’s exactly what she attempted to do. she sat by the pool, takin shot after shot of patron. frankly, she wouldn’t mind a good fuck too.

but everybody knew not to talk to roxy if rafe was there. not if they didn’t want to get kicked out n a hit out on them. roxy was probably 6 shots deep when she observed the party around them. most were out of the water, playin beer pong or smoking.

however, her eyes unwillingly landed directly on rafe. again. then, slowly moved down to look at the bitch standing right in front of him. she scrunched her face up in disgust, looking the girl up and down. she wasn’t cute, far from it. her tracks were showing, n she looked like a 2 dollar whore. if she was just a lil bit drunker, she’d probably hit her.

she watched them closely, tensing up the minute she touched his chest. she raised her brows, not even believing what she saw. she snorted to herself, she knew what rafe was doing. he probably flirted with her first to be petty. she downed another shot, chasing it with a lime before standing up.

she made her way over there, standing to the side of rafe with a smug smile on her face. one that looked genuinely amused at his attempt to make her jealous. rafe looked at her, obviously irritated. she gave him a look, obviously testing him. to see what would do. however, she knew deep down exactly who he’d pick.

he sucked his teeth, looking roxy up and down before nodding his head. he followed her into the party, her takin him to a bedroom found in the large house. he shut the door behind them, the music muffling.

she turned around, looking at him before planting a harsh slap to his cheek. “you fuckin’ stupid, rafe? you just embarrassed me in front of that whole party.” he rolled his eyes. he knew what she meant.

everyone knew him and roxy were like this. so for him to talk to another girl at that party? he made her look stupid. “i didn’t do shit. she came up to me.” she laughed, he was seriously comical. “no she didn’t, you dumb fuck. you’re so annoying.” he took a breath at her words.

“can you just shut up? you’re overreacting, rox. seriously.” she raised her brows, rolling her eyes. “no. rafe, i seriously fuckin’ hate you. everything about you.” her words registered in his mind, and he didn’t think before grabbin the back of her head n planting a wet kiss on her lips.

she tried to push him off her, before he held her wrists together infront of her. he picked her up n carried her to the bed in the room, while planting kisses down her throat. he laid her down, trailing his kisses to her tummy.

she sucked in a breath. “rafe— stop. i fucking hate you— ohhh, fuck.” he planted a kiss on her bikini covered clit, moving it to the side to lick a long stripe up her slit. she was truly upset with him, really. however, she was also truly horny.

he sucked her clit into his mouth for a minute, releasing it harshly. he prompted a serious of moans from her, before she spoke. “i’m so done with you, deadass. fuck you.”

he nodded against her folds— he was so used to those words. the same ones he’s heard so many times from her lips. he moved his body upwards, crawling on top of her. he untied the bikini top adorning her skin, hands planting on her tits.

“quit, just fuckin— god, just hurry the fuck up nd put it in already.” she moaned, watching as he grinned n unbuckled his belt. “thought you ‘fuckin’ hated me’, huh? now you want it?” she slapped him again, as he pushed inside of her, both of them letting out a moan.

he thrusted in n out of her, before speaking. “i hate you too, y’know that? you’re so fuckin— god, insufferable. i fuckin’ hate you.” she ignored his words back, wrapping her legs around his waist. she moaned, his head hanging by her ear.

“nnmph— i’m gonna cum, ray. fuck, right there.” she whimpered, his tip hitting her cervix repeatedly. he nodded. “yeah, i know, rox. i know.” he grunted, before cumming in her as she came, the fluids combining.

he stopped his movements, staying inside of her— sweaty, sticky skin becoming one. labored breathing filled up the room, as he moved his position next to her. she swallowed, glancing at the figure next to her.

“that girl wasn’t even cute.” she spoke, gauging his reaction. he nodded, rolling his eyes. “yeah. i know that, roxianna.” she sat up, leaning back on her hands. she got off the bed, him watching her. she tied her bikini back on, slippin her sandals on too.

“this doesn’t fuckin’ mean we’re back together, rafe. just— stop talking to those random, slutty ass girls.” he nodded. he looked disappointed, that she left so fast. maybe a part of him that didn’t find her so annoying felt like that.

she looked him up and down once more. “i still fuckin’ hate you, cameron.” she spoke, before turning around n leaving the room. and maybe she did, really. but that didn’t make a difference.

she’d still go back to him every single time. so this game, of seeing who can do and say the worst to eachother didn’t matter. they both would somehow end up in eachothers beds again.

n she would always find her way back.

[heart-freak]

i fucking ahte him

[stink-junebug]

If I wrote a Chicken Little horror fic about Foxy Loxy, would anyone read it? (I already planned a lot of it)

[halcyonhowl]

I’d like to share the current Fool’s Fate fix-it scenario I keep rotating in my mind. Fitzloved | Realm of the Elderlings Mini fic, FF Fix-it

The Fool takes Fitz’s hand, about to kiss it to take away the Skill bond. Fitz thinks he is leaning in to kiss for real, so he also leans forward, compelled by overwhelming emotions, and their lips meet.

Fitz lets it linger, his eyes closed tightly, but when the Fool doesn’t respond he backs off. All is silent save their shaking breaths. The Fool’s eyes are wide and haunted. Fitz wants to slide into the nearest bottomless chasm.

“Oh. I…I have misjudged.”

The Fool searches his face. “Fitz…?” It’s a question as much as it is a plea.

 “Don’t—” Fitz begins, swallows, afraid he is about to resort to begging, and for the moment he does not care. “Don’t go where I can’t follow. You said that once, and I have come to know all too well that I feel the same.” He continues in this way with ill-formed, stumbling confessions that only make everything more unclear. Old aches flare as if in response and he rubs his shoulder, his Skill-touched wrist no longer accessible.  “I should not have done that. I… I felt so many things at once. I thought you… I mean, I wanted it to be so. You have done this to me before, and I—"

“Stop!” The Fool is on the verge of tears.

Fitz wisely closes his mouth. He has never seen the Fool so undone. But when he continues to struggle to find his words, Fitz cannot let this pass by. “I would like to kiss you again. That is what I feel right now.”

The Fool closes his eyes, letting the unshed tears fall. “Why?” His voice is so brittle it compels Fitz to move closer. But then his eyes open again, and they are incandescent. “Tell me! One last friendly peck before I go? Or is it because you want to change my mind, and you know it is a thing I want?”

“It is a thing I want,” Fitz says, and tentatively reaches for the Fool’s face again to brush a tear away with his thumb. “I am not good at this. I’ve said hurtful things to you and made you think that I hold some deep contempt for your nature. I wish I could—” Fitz quiets, because the Fool has leaned his face into his hand and closed his eyes. “Come here.” Fitz moves even closer, and pulls the Fool into his arms.

The Fool seeks out Fitz’s hand, his head resting back upon Fitz’s shoulder. “Oh, Fitz, we have too much unfinished between us, it seems.”

“Does that mean I can kiss you?”

The Fool’s laugh is weak, but the sound is so welcome Fitz’s heart might burst from it.  “Oh, my eager one. I cannot let you win me over that easily.”

“I thought I already had. I was in fact counting on that.”

The Fool lifts his head, and his attempt at a mock lurid smile gave way to something more genuine. “How true that is.”

Fitz presses his lips to the Fool’s temple. “We will talk more, if that is your wish.”

“It is my wish to say here like this and pretend there is nothing else in the world that matters.”

Fitz settles into the embrace and smooths his fingers down the Fools hair. Nothing else needed to be said in this moment.

[frost-queen]

To his liking

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William Afton / Steve Raglan x Reader

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👾 part 2

👾 part 3

👾 part 4

👾 part 5

👾 part 6

[icyfox17]

I win. At life. Ty 911 🙏🙏🙏 ur sins r not forgiven but at least i can rest easy tonight

[nightcovefox]

💚🩵Cuddles 🩵💚

Characters: Rosa (Rabbid Rosalina) and Lu (Rabbid Luigi)

Warnings: Just Fluff (Platonic Pairing)

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“Pleaseeeeee!!!”

“No.”

“Pretty please!!!”

“Still no.”

“With a cherry on top!!”

“My answer is still no.”

Lu pouted at Rosa’s words. Here in the spaceship, Beep is driving along with Jeanie to accompany him. On their way to fight Cursa, the heroes feel very exhausted. Half of the members fell asleep, but Lu was wide awake. He couldn’t sleep at all. He didn’t want to bother his brother or the others. So, instead, he bothered Rosa his best friend.

“Why not?!” Lu whined.

“Because no!!” she hissed, feeling annoyed. “Go bother someone else.”

“I don’t want to bother anyone else..” Lu trailed off, fiddling with his fingers.

“And you decided to bother me?!” she groaned.

“W-Well!! Mari kisses his pillow, Peaches doesn’t want her beauty rest to be ruined, Edge sleeps alone, Bowser will crush me, Peach is sleeping with Mario, and Luigi is taking all the space…” he explained, now fiddling with his Rabbid ears. “Why not go to Beep-O and Jeanie?” she asks him. “Them talking about taxes (lies) or something.. I dunno,” Lu mumbled.

“Yeah, not letting you sleep with me,” she said.

Lu pouted even more, letting go of his ears, and use his secret weapon.

….

…

..The puppy eyes. That always work.

Rosa turned her head away, ignoring his puppy eyes stare.

‘Tough one, I see.’

*Sniff*

*Sniff*

‘Don’t fall for it.. Don’t fall for it.. Don’t fall for it..’ said Rosa in her head as she turned her head to see Lu crying. No…

*Sniff*

Tears dripped down his face, wetting his fur. Nope. No. Don’t. No. Ignore him. Go back to sleep. He’s tricking you-

“Rosa..” he whimpers, crying quietly. “Please…” he begs.

Rosa groans, “Fine! Fine! Fine?!”

“Yay!!” Li cheered, wiping away his tears, and puts on a happy face.

Rosa scoot over, letting Lu to sleep next to her. “Just for one night. Okay?”

“Mhm! Night, Rosa, and thank you!!” he said, falling asleep peacefully. She shook her head, pulled the blanket covers over them, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Mario was awake roaming around the ship. Until he spotted Rosa and Lu cuddling together. “Awww..” he coed. Peaches were next to him, saw what he was looking and quickly took a photo. #Cuddlebuddies💚🩵

[mbirnsings-71]

"I will fall in love with you, over and over again."

"'Would you fall in love with me again?' The question is spoken quietly, even though there's no need for quiet, but something about how gently it's asked shakes Eddie. 'You ask that as if I would ever fall out of love with you, Buck.' 'Haha very funny, now humor me. Would you fall in love with me again?'" -------------------------------------- Basically Buck asks Eddie a question and Eddie answers it as best as he can for him.

Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)

Pairing: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

Tags: Cuddling & Snuggling, Evan "Buck" Buckley Has Abandonment Issues, Evan "Buck" Buckley Has Self-Worth Issues, if you squint cause like it's just a throw away sentence but yeah, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Evan "Buck" Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz, they just love each other basically, that's it that's the whole fic they just love each other, and reassure each other that they would always love each other, No Beta We Die Like Buck did for three minutes and 17 seconds, or how Bobby did for like 15 minutes, Post-Episode: s08e08 Wannabes (9-1-1 TV), cause I mention it soooooo yeah gotta tag that appropriately, Canon Compliant, Kissing, just one kiss but it should be tagged, One Shot, Praying they aren't super OOC! We will see, first published work in this fandom so please be nice!

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[fl3shm4id3n]

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬.

ꜰɴᴀꜰ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ꜰᴏxʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ), ꜰᴏxʏ x ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ) ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇ ᴍɪᴋᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴍɪᴅᴛ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Spoilers? Missing children, child abduction, mentions of death, FNAF stuff, murder, Mike gets his ass beat, reader gets stabbed, good ending this time.

A/N: Some parts a cut out because Vanessa wasn't involved in the fic, sorry :(

Masterlist

You woke up, in a cold sweat. You sat up from the couch, hyperventilating. You ran your hand across your face to remove the sweat away. You've found your brother, he had been in the pizzeria the whole time, but what you now wanted to know was who did it. As much as you didn't want to go to work, you had too. Maybe you could ease up your mind. You decided to shower, to get the smell and stickiness of the sweat off your body. Once out, you put on lotion on your damp body, then got dressed, did your hair however you could and were out the door.

At work, you felt distracted. Sometimes you'd just stop what you were doing to think about what happened in your dream. Why didn't your brother tell you who did it? Did he not want you to know? Was he scared to say something? It was getting to you. Your boss took notice and pulled you aside. "Y/n? What's wrong? You've been distracted all morning." She said, sounding concern. "I'm fine, it's just... a lot on my mind." You told her, while fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. She could see the bags under your eyes and how you seemed to just not be in it today. "You know what, you can take the rest of the day off." She said, making you look up at her worried that she might fire you. "I'm not going to fire you, just go home and rest. You don't have to show up tomorrow if you don't want to." She explained. You couldn't help but smile at her. "Thank you." That's all you could say, she gave you a smile in return. Shortly after you left work and went home.

Back home you were in your room, as much as you wanted to sleep. You just couldn't get any shut eye. It was almost frustrating, you were about get yourself some chamomile tea to sleep. But then you got an idea. You got your book that you kept in your desk drawer. You put the book of the wooden surface, you paged through the book fast. Pulling out some loose pages and analyzing them again. From the now yellow articles, police reports, and pictures that you had got. You looked carefully, trying to find something, but nothing. It was getting frustrating, you were getting desperate on trying to find who did this. You stopped eventually, you just sat there, thinking of what you could do or what to do. Nothing. You found nothing again, it felt as if you were back in square one.

You sighed, leaving your desk and walking to the bed, sitting down on it. You felt so frustrated, that you didn't find anything with the little information you had. You looked over at the picture on your night stand. Of you and your brother, you grabbed the frame and looked at it. Remembering back at that summer many years ago, he had recently turned seven years old, right after you. At that time you were about third teen. He had grown a fascination for pirates, he loved being the captain with a hook that he had made himself. That was the theme of the party. You sighed, looking at the picture, it was a nice one. You and him were dressed up, standing in front of the table with a cake in the middle with seven candles. As well as many kids around the table, but you and him were in the spot light. The more you looked at the picture, you couldn't help but notice something in the very back.

You brought the picture closer, at the very corner, you saw a yellow rabbit. A yellow rabbit? You looked closer, seen that he had a pirate hat on and an eyepatch to match the theme. How could you miss that? Well, it wouldn't be very easy to spot. You could barely even see the yellow guy. It felt oddly strange as if, he wasn't really meant to be there. That made a shiver run up your spine just thinking about why the yellow rabbit would be at your brother's party. You placed the picture back at the night stand. Thinking about why you felt slightly disturbed by the picture now.

Later that night, you were at the pizzeria, still thinking about the picture and your dream. You didn't even hear or see Mike's care pull up. Till you heard Abby call out to you. "Hey!" She said, running up to you. "Oh, hey kid. How are you?" you asked her. Then you smiled at Mike who was coming, he gave you a small awkward smile. Then you and Abby moved out of the way to let him open the gate. When open, you all went inside. As soon as you stepped into the lobby, Abby went up to the animatronics, who were already up. You and Mike watched from afar. Seen her interacting with them.

"You alright?" Mike asked, making you turn to him. "Oh, yeah, I'm good." You responded, a bit to quickly. "That's something a person with a lot on their mind would say. I'd know that." Mike said to you. He saw right through you. Then Abby called you and him over, you both walked over to the stage, seen that she had a notebook out, with a drawing of a huge fort. "It has to be big, so that we can all fit." She explained, looking at you and Mike. At first it seemed weird, but she was a kid, she more focused on playing than anything that was happening. "I mean, I'm sure that we can use the tables and chairs?" You suggested, Abby seemed to agree with you, along the animatronics. You looked over at Mike, who didn't seem so sure, but once he locked eyes with you, he seemed to agree.

Then everyone got to putting up the chair and tables up together. Except for Abby, she was telling every one where things went or should go. It was easy, specially since there was more hands to work with. When the fort was done, Abby couldn't help but shout. "You did it!" She said, happily. Then Bonnie began to tilt back, falling off the chair and into the floor, heard. You and Abby went over and asked him. "Are you okay?" She sounded concern, then Bonnie gave her a thumbs up to show that he was alright. Afterwards, everyone squeezed into the fort. Laying on their back. You were between Foxy and Freddy, while Abby and Mike were laying between Bonnie and Chica. The night was chill so far. You were all just interacting with one another.

Then Abby said that it might be raining soon. So you had the idea of going to the back to see if there was any kind of table clothes you could use. You got up from off the floor, telling them that you'd be back. The Mike decided to go with you to the back. In the back, you looked around for Table clothes, looking through the shelves and in some boxes. "Hey." Mike made his presence known. "Hey." You responded, as you looked some more. "I've... been meaning to ask... what exactly have you been looking for?" He asked, making you stop at your tracks. Looking down at your feet, then you looked over at Mike. "My brother." You told him, making his eye go wide. "Your brother?" He asked.

You nodded. "Yeah, many years ago in the eighties, my brother along with some other four kids, went missing here. They never found him or a body. It was almost as if he vanished." You explained to him, Mike listened to you. Your situation sounded similar to his. "Eventually the police stopped looking, the case had turned cold. For many years I've been hoping to find him or the person that did it. That's the reason I began to work, to get some money and maybe hire a private investigator. But instead I came across you and I thought that maybe you could have helped me by letting me in here to find something." You explained to him.

Mike nodded, he understood clearly now. Why you had asked in the first place to let you, if he was you, he would have done the same thing. "I understand, I too lost my brother and I've been wanting to find him too or at least, find out who took him." He explained. "I mean, the only reason I took this job is so that my aunt doesn't take Abby away from me. She thinks I'm not qualified to watch over her. So, I really need the money, that's the reason I let you in here in the first place, despite it being risky." He added. You nodded understandingly. "It seems like you and I here much in common." You said to him, giving him a small comforting smile. He also smiled back at you, but it was a bit more awkward, it was cute. Then you found some purple clothes on some boxes, you picked them up and looked at Mike. "Let's get back, they're probably waiting for us." You said, Mike nodded. Both of you going back to the main lobby.

Music was playing on the main stage. They must have been the ones who were playing. You watched how Abby was on the stage, watching Bonnie 'playing' the guitar. You saw how she was about to play the string, but you noticed how a small spark went out from Bonnie's wrist. "Abby!" You yelled out, but it was too late, as soon as she touched the guitar strings, electricity sparks went all over her. Shocking her, making her fall backwards. Both you and Mike quickly ran towards her. She was on the floor, passed out. You then picked her up, taking her to the floor and laid her down, using the table clothes as pillow so that her head isn't touching the floor. You leaned down to her chest, listing to her heart beat. It was fast, but it must have been due to the scare.

"Is she okay?" Mike asked, in a panic. "Yeah, she just passed out, give her a minute." You said, then the animatronics came close to check on her. They all seemed worried, specially Bonnie. He didn't think that would happen, he felt bad. A couple minutes passed, then Abby finally opened her eyes. "What happened?" she asked, slowly opening her eyes. "You got shocked and passed out. Are you alright?" you asked her, she sat up, rubbing the back of her head. "Yeah, it's just my head. It hurt." She whined, then you pulled her into a hug. "It's okay, you'll be fine." You said, comfortingly rubbing her back. You then helped her up from off the floor. "I think she should go home." You said to Mike. "Yeah, but I can't leave her alone." He said. "It's fine, I'll take to my house to watch over her." You said, while hugging Abby to your side. "You sure? I wouldn't want to bother you." He said. "I'm sure, you can trust me." You said to him. For a moment, you locked eyes with one another, then he spoke again. "I trust you." He said. "Let me walk you both out." He finished.

As you walked out, the animatronics waved at both you and Abby. Their faces still filled with concern. You walked outside to your car, opening the door for Abby and letting her in. You then turned to Mike. He had a look of guilt on his face. "You alright?" You asked him. "No, Abby got hurt." He said sadly, you reached out and gave his shoulder a small rub. "It's okay, it was an accident." You said trying to ease him up. Mike just nodded, still feeling guilty for what happened. "Call me when you're shift if over, so that you could come pick up Abby." You said, with a small smile to him. He nodded, then looking in the backseat, giving Abby a small wave of goodbye and he went inside. You got in the driver's seat and turned off the car, driving back home.

The car was quiet, normally you'd have music playing, but not this time. "Something is wrong isn't it?" Abby asked. You looked at her through the small mirror. "What do you mean?" you asked her as you drove. "Something is wrong with Mike. He may think I don't notice but I do... It's me isn't it?" she asked, sadly. You didn't know how to explain it to her. "He is trying. He really is. He is doing everything in his power to keep you with him." You explained to her, hoping that she'd understand. "I want to be with him." Abby admitted, you knew that she loved her brother more than anything. He was everything that she had left. "You will, trust me." You said with a small smile. She smiled back at you, still a bit sad. "I trust you, Foxy told me to trust you." She added. "He did?" You asked her. "Yeah, he talks an awful lot about you." She explained, this made your heart slightly swell up by this new information.

You were back at your house, again, your mom had left early. Abby looked around the place, a bit then she went over and sat on the couch. "You hungry? Want anything to eat?" You asked her, while in the kitchen, looking for something to eat maybe. "Do you have bacon?" She asked, you looked in the fridge spotting some bacon. You looked over at the time, seen that it was barely 5:22. It was already Friday and she may have school, but It would be fine that she didn't go today. "Yeah, I do." You told her.

So you made breakfast, very early in the morning. You made scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast. Now you were sitting in the dinning room table with Abby, eating together, in silence. It was comfortable silence. She seemed to really enjoy the food, looking over at the time, you saw that it was 6:03 already, Mike must have been out of work. You then got a called and picked up the phone, it was Mike. He had asked for your address, you told him what it was and ended the call with him a 'See ya soon'. A couple minutes passed and Mike had arrived, you let him in. Abby was sitting on the dinning room table, finishing her glass of milk. "Hey." He said, getting both your attention. "Hey Mike." You responded to him.

"Come have a seat, you're probably hungry." You offered, but he declined. "No, I'm fine, just came to get Abby." He said, but you weren't having it. "Just sit down." You said, your tone made Mike's eyes widen and he sat down on the chair across Abby, who was slightly giggling. You came back with a plate of food, putting it down in front of Mike. "Eat, it'll do you good." You said, sitting down next to him. Mike only nodded, beginning to eat the plate you had made for him. Abby on the other hand, was attempting to hide her small grin. She seemed happy that Mike was actually eating something, unlike other times he barely ate anything. Most of the time he'd just say that he ate earlier or that he wasn't hungry.

After that, Abby was back in the living room, watching the TV. While you were in the kitchen with Mike who was helping you with the dishes. "Hey y/n, could I ask you a favor?" He asked. Making you look over at him. "Sure, what is it?" You asked, looking at him. "Could you watch Abby for a couple hours? I got something to do." He asked, seemed a bit desperate that you'd say yes. "Yeah, I'll watch over her, what are you doing?" You asked, out of curiosity. "Just... something, I'll be back I promise." He said, you only nodded. "Thank you, I'll make it up to you." He said, putting the last plate on the drying rack, wiping his wet hands onto his jeans and he went over to Abby to tell her that he'd be back later.

You didn't go to work that day and Abby didn't go to school either. All day you spent it with Abby, you got a call from your mom that she'd be home the next day. So it was just you and Abby until Mike came home. Afterhours, Abby had fallen asleep. You let her sleep in your room while you were in the living room, laying on the couch about to go to sleep. Mike had not returned yet. Odd, it was about to be 12:00. You were growing tired youself. So you decided to try and take a small nap. Slowly you closed your eyes, the sounds of the TV turned into muffles and everything went completely dark.

Shorty after, you woke up. In the Pizzeria. But this time you woke up in the middle of the lobby. Still in that outfit you wore many years back and the place was much brighter. Your brother was right there. You called out to him, making him turn to you. "What's going on?" You asked him. "Everything is fine, we'll be together again." He said, this confused you a bit. "We will?" You asked him. "Yeah, but first Abby must come with us, then you'll come with us." He explained. "What are you talking about?" You asked him, now concerned. "Mike said we could have anything we wanted if we helped him know where his brother is at. And we want Abby, but also you." He said.

That sounded wrong, you knew that Mike wanted to find his brother, but he wouldn't give up his sister. "Look, maybe he wasn't thinking straight at the time, but you can't take her away from her brother." You told him. "Why not? We want her, she's our friend." He said. "I understand, but... you just can't have her." You told him, you saw the look of sadness in his face. "So.. you don't want to be with me?" he asked. "Yes, I want to be with you. I'd do anything to be with you, but that isn't the way." You told him, he didn't seem very happy with what you told him. "Please... Don't do something you might regret." You said. But then he just scratched you with his sharp hook. Making you wince in pain. Looking down you saw a cut on your hand. Then you looked up at him. Then you saw how his eyes were now a pitch black and black liquid rolled down out of them. Letting out a loud scream.

You woke up, flinching violently. You scrambled around the couch and sat up, breathing heavily. Your body was covered in sweat, looking down at your hand, you saw a cut that was bleeding. You got up from the couch, about to go to the Kitchen to clean off the wound, then you saw the front door open. Weird, then you looked at the hallway, seeing that your bedroom door was wide open. "Abby?" you called out to her. Quickly you ran into the room, seen that she wasn't in there, making you go into a panic. "Abby?!" you called out to her, looking for her all over the room. Then you looked in your mom's room, the bathroom, kitchen, dinning room area, living room, and outside. Before you could do anything else, remembered your dream. It was them, they took her. Quickly you got into your car, turning it on and then you drove to the pizzeria as fast as you could. Hoping that they hadn't done anything to her.

The whole drive, you were worried that the kids might have done something to Abby. You wanted to call Mike, but you never asked for his phone number, which you felt stupid for not asking him for it. As soon as you arrived at the pizzeria, you parked quickly and ran inside. Not noticing that Mike's car was on the parking lot. You went inside, looking for Abby. "Abby!? Abby?!" You yelled out, you saw how both Bonnie and Freddy were laying on the floor, as if they had been shut off. You ran towards the Arcane area, seen that Foxy was on the floor, also shut down. You spotted both Mike and Abby. "Abby!" you ran towards them, to see if they were okay. "We have to get out of here, now!" Mike said, all of you then ran towards the main lobby, but stopped, seen someone coming from out the shadow of the main entrance. Both you and Mike pulled Abby behind, as a form to protect her. It was two glowing dots.

Your eyes widen when you saw who it was. That damn yellow rabbit, stepping out of the shadows. The suit was now warned out and decaying slowly. Mike then tried using the teaser gun on him, but that made him laugh and pushed him out of the way hard. You then moved Abby to a safer spot. Hiding her. "You couldn't just leave it alone, could you?" It asked, in a robotic like voice. He laughed. "Lucky me! First I killed your brother and now I kill you!" He said, giving Mike another kick. "This is going to be so much fun!" He claimed, then the Animatronics began to get up, and approach towards the main stage. "And you!" He said, looking at you. Pointing his knife at you. "You couldn't just mind your own business! You couldn't just forget!" He snared. You then ran up to him, attempting to fight him, but he was much stronger and bigger than you. That made him drop his mask, revealing himself to you. It was him, Steve.

He manage to get the upper hand, he grabbed your wrists. Making you fall to the floor, Abby then moved from her hiding spot, this caught William's attention, before he could go get her. You grabbed him again so that he couldn't get her in time. Then you felt sharp pain in your side, looking down. You saw that he had stabbed you with his knife. He then pulled it out of you. Causing you to you fall to the floor. Mike was still on the floor, weak and in pain. You couldn't help but cough, in pain. Holding onto your wound. "How could you!? They were only kids!" You cried out in pain. He looked down at you, watching you slowly bleed out. "Oh, don't feel too bad, they did try to fight me off, but... I'm sure you know the rest." He said as if it was nothing.

You whined and coughed in pain. Trying to hold onto your bleeding wound. "It wasn't hard, but it wasn't easy either. The girl screamed, a boy tried to hide, the other, I had to decapitate. Not only that, but one of those brats gave me a sore jaw. He was a pain.. Now, your brother. He tried running, to get help. To get his sister." He said, mockingly. You felt tears rolling down your eyes, you felt sick just listening to him talk about his murders. You were breathing heavily, in pain. You felt more blood coating your hand. "Since he wants his sister so bad, I think I might just give him that... I mean, the more the merrier right?" he asked, lifting his knife up, to kill you. "I'm sure you'd be a great addition, I have just the perfect model for you." He said, about to bring the knife down to end you.

Next thing you knew, the lights shut off, making Steve look around to see what was happening. Then the lights went back on, directly to the wall of pictures, the animatronics began to approach it, to see the new picture Abby had replaced with a new one. It was of the yellow rabbit, but he was welding a knife, with blood. Around him was the five kids that went missing. With X's on their eyes and frowning face. Indicating that they were dead. "They can see you now. They know what you did." Abby said, she was right under the night, in the dark spot. She the ran over to where Mike was to help him. Calling out his name. Then the animatronics turned, looking at the man in the yellow rabbit suit. You were growing weak, but you could still see what was happening. "Move... Move!" He demanded, but then the lights began to turn on, around him. Making him cover his eyes so that he wasn't blinded anymore. Then they moved towards him, surrounding him. Foxy was in front of you, glaring at the guy with his single eye. Not only that, but the place began to make loud noises and move around.

"Look at you. Look at the nasty things you have become! Look how small you are, how worthless you are! You are wretched, rotten little beasts! I made you!" He insulted them. They had stopped trying to get closer. Then the cupcake jumped off its plate and bit right into where his rib cage is. Both Abby and Mike approached you, seen that you were unconscious on the floor. Bleeding out. "Y/n." Abby said worriedly. Both of them helped you get up, you were getting weaker and weaker, you needed to go to the hospital. You were about loose complete conscious. Last thing that you saw was how Foxy was dragging away the yellow rabbit, with his mask on. As he whimpered in pain. You also saw how Foxy looked back at you, then everything went black.

Now you were in the hospital, you had to put into Acoma for a little bit. Then eventually you woke up. Your mom was worried that something might happened to you. She couldn't bare the idea of loosing her other child again. At first you were worried on how you were going to explain to your mother how you got stabbed by a serial killer. But she most have been told another story. Which she believed to your surprise. You were laying on the hospital bed, in a bit of pain. Your mom had gone back home for a moment, but she would be back. You were thinking about what happened a while ago, how was your brother and the others doing? Were they okay now? What happened to Steve. Was his name even Steve? You wondered.

Then the door opened, it was nurse. "You got a visitor." She said, then she moved out of the door and let the visitor in. It was Mike. He had a handmade card and some flowers. "I'll leave you both." She said, politely and left. "Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked, with an awkward smile. "I'm alright, the wound will scar for sure." You commented. Then Mike handed you the flowers and card. "Oh thank you." You said with a small smile. "Abby made you the card." He said, you looked at the card. The 'Get Well Soon' was drawn in huge letters along with drawings little drawings. When you opened the card, they were small drawings of who you assumed was Abby, Mike, along with Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy and a golden Freddy. In the middle said 'We Miss You'. The card made you feel a bit emotional. "She also says Hi, I'd bring her to see you, but you know how the hospital is." Mike said, while looking at you. "It's very cute, tell her I said thank you." You told him, with a small smile.

It was silent for a minute, then you couldn't help but just ask. "How's Abby?" You asked Mike. "She's doing great, she's actually made friends." He explained, he also seemed very happy about it. "That's good." You responded. "Hey, Mike. I know this is coming out of context due to the situation, but would like to go out sometime?" You asked, making Mike's face become a red by the sudden question. "Did... did I hear you properly?" he asked, and you nodded. "Yeah, I mean, unless you can't, then I'd understand." You said to him, but he quickly jumped in. "I would like too!" He said quickly, making you slightly giggle a bit. "Yeah, just let me get out of this hospital and we could maybe go somewhere. I could ask my mom to watch over Abby or you could bring Abby along." You added. Then you looked back down at the letter, looking at the little drawings of the animatronics. You couldn't help but wonder, how were they doing? Could you perhaps go and see them some time? Specially your brother, how was he doing after all that?

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To End A War: HoTD/TLK Crossover, ATLA AU

Book 1: Water

Chapter 1: The Avatar

Pairing(s): Aemond Targaryen x Avatar!Reader, Sihtric Kjartansson x Avatar!Reader

Summary: The end begins…

Word Count: 2,406

TW: Character death, mention of bloodbending

Disclaimer: I do not own any images used nor any of the characters from House of The Dragon, The Last Kingdom or Avatar: The Last Airbender.

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Earth. Fire. Air. Water.

Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony, but everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements could stop them. Sadly, Avatar Aang was found and captured after having evaded the Fire Nation for 75 years. The air bender had challenged Fire Lord Daemon to an Agni Kai when the Southern Air Temple came under attack and subsequently lost the fight due to the vulnerability Aang experienced when he entered the Avatar state. The resulting massacre of the airbenders at the temple and the brutal death of the Avatar shook the world to its core, and it seemed all hope was lost.

Most of the knowledge surrounding the Avatar cycle was obscured from the public, many only knowing parts of the stories behind the legend. However, Daemon knew that he had only deferred the inevitable since the Avatar would reincarnate within the water tribe next. While the Northern Water Tribe had not shown to be the birthplace of the next Avatar, that left only the Southern Water Tribe. Fortunately for the balance of the world, the Southern Tribe was notoriously recluse and difficult to reach, even for the might of the Fire Nation. The ever moving icebergs and harsh snowstorms meant that the Fire Navy couldn’t reach any of the settlements within the South Pole. It is here, where the water bending Avatar has hidden for 25 years, waiting and training for the day where she would end this never ending war.

From the day of my birth, my parents knew I was destined for something greater than myself. My training began in earnest when I was old enough to walk since I was among the last of the southern waterbenders and the Avatar. My mentor, Master Hama, often took me away from the rest of the tribe for us to train away from prying eyes. From the beginning, she drilled the importance of not showing mercy to my enemies into my head, showing me how to pull water from every available source and how to manipulate water on a larger scale. When I was 16, she showed me a previously unknown form of waterbending, bloodbending. Since I knew her entire story, I knew she had suffered greatly under the hands of the Fire Nation and thus her unorthodox methods never phased me. I knew there was a great pressure on me to learn as much as possible, as the chances of me being able to learn any of the other elements were rather slim at the time being. The fate of the world rested on my shoulders and I was determined not to fail.

I remain hidden within Grey Wolf Village, far from the capital of the South Pole. I still train daily, but Master Hama’s age has started to catch up with her and she is incapable of going too far from the village for our training. Of all the lessons she has taught me, none have been more important than hiding my identity from the world. “The world is full of monsters disguised as men, you must never let them know who you are,” she would say. I often slipped away from the village, trying to teach myself the other elements whenever Hama wasn’t hovering over me. It was difficult, especially since I had a hard time connecting myself to my past lives and therefore couldn’t ask for their guidance. I knew I would need to find masters to help teach me the other elements, but that would be near impossible since I was the most wanted person within the Fire Nation.

It was on one of these secret excursions that I first saw them, the massive metal ship flying the banner of the Fire Nation causing my heart to nearly stop. I had been trying to teach myself fire bending, but it hadn’t been going according to plan. Instead, I somehow managed to nearly set myself on fire while also melting a fair amount of the snow around me. My failed attempt at firebending must have been seen from the deck of the warship, and now my people were going to suffer for my foolishness. They were sailing straight for the village and everyone there was defenseless, save a handful of warriors and Hama. Without thinking, I jumped into the saddle of my loyal companion, a polar bear dog named Ivalu and we ran towards our home, hoping to arrive before it was too late.

Prince Aemond had been watching along the shoreline, something in his gut telling him he was in the right place. Navigating the ice fields had been hazardous but he was determined to investigate every inch of the frozen landscape until his curiosity was satisfied. He could feel the eyes of his aunt, Princess Rhaenys, on him as he looked through the spyglass. Her ever constant presence by side since that fateful day both thrilled and infuriated him. The soft sound of Rhaenys moving the tiles across the pai sho board mingled with the seemingly calm breeze of the cold morning, a good sign in Aemond’s mind. He continued to ignore her, instead focusing on his own task when he heard a sigh come from behind him.

“You should rest, Aemond. Come, play a round with me,” she spoke in her usual soothing tone, no malice like he had been used to back home. The sound of another tile being moved into place then a contemplative hum filled the air as she waited for a response.

Aemond turned to face her, a scowl on his face as he glared at her. “No, I must keep looking. I do not have time for games, Aunt. We are in the right place, I am sure of it,” he ground out, turning back to the telescope and training his good eye back on the shoreline. Luck appeared to be on his side when he saw what could only be described as a fiery explosion and at the center of the scene, an indistinguishable figure that he could only assume belongs to the one person he has been hunting. A little further along the snowy landscape, he caught sight of a small village. “See there! On the ice there was someone firebending. There is only one explanation, Aunt. We have found the Avatar and their hiding place.”

A heavy sigh and another soft tap of a tile before Rhaenys clicked her tongue at her nephew's stubbornness. “Prince Aemond, we have been down this road before. I do not want you to get excited over nothing.”

“This time is different, I can feel it. Set a course for that village!” Aemond excitedly responded, feeling closer to the end of a long road than he had in a long time.

Upon my return to the village, I learned that the ship had already docked and several men had already come ashore. I slipped past the ice walls and stayed hidden behind a few of the tents, watching as my kin were rounded up and interrogated by a tall and imposing figure. He wore a standard Fire Nation uniform, but it was the way he carried himself that stood out the most to me. His long white hair was pulled back neatly and he wore an eyepatch over his left eye, the edges of a deep scar peeking out and marring his handsome face. I knew in an instant he was a member of the royal family, but I didn’t know his name. Dread started to settle in my chest as the realization that I have been discovered started to become my reality. I was pulled from my short lived self-loathing when I heard the wizened voice of my mentor bark back a retort to the foreign prince.

”Haven’t you taken enough from us already? Or does your greed know no bounds?” Hama asked, the anger in her voice strong despite her frail appearance.

The man simply stared at her, not moved by her words as he asked his question again. “Where is the Avatar? I know they are here, I spotted them along the shore. You will tell me where they are.”

The silence that followed must have irked the man, because he grabbed Hama by her parka before summoning a flame to his free hand. “Tell me now or she suffers for it!” he shouted, his jaw clenching when he received no verbal response.

Instead, the few warriors that remained sprung into action to distract the four other men that had come ashore. That split second was enough for the Fire Prince to loosen his hold of Hama before she too went on the defensive, knocking her captor to the ground with a smooth roll of her arm, the water whip snapping against his chest. The remaining women and children quickly made for safety while I jumped out from my hiding place, pulling water from the snow to send one enemy to the ground to buy time for my neighbors to hide. I quickly turned to see the prince get up and engage in a one on one battle with Hama, my mentor deflecting each of his attacks. He was quicker and more agile, but she was more experienced and had an environmental advantage. I wanted to come to her aid, but the subtle shake of her head as she kept his focus on her was enough to stay my hand. Instead, I focused on aiding the warriors of the village, keeping the fighting from advancing too far from the shore.

After a seemingly quick battle, only Hama and the strange bender were left. They were both breathing heavily as they pushed and pulled with one another. In his rage, he lashed out and Hama went flying back, her body crumpling into a heap on the ground. I quickly jumped into the fray with a shout, taking him by surprise as the rage began to simmer beneath the surface of my skin. The air was thick with tension as we stared at each other, my eyes locked onto his one blue one. My lips were pulled back into a snarl as I bared my teeth, my body poised to strike. He regarded me slowly, a flicker of recognition passing over his face as he dropped into a fighting stance.

Aemond stared at the young woman in front of him, her hair coming undone from its style and her breathing even despite the fighting against some of my best men. She was beautiful, from the stone cold focus in her eyes to the aggressive look on her face. For a moment, he was taken aback before realizing she looked a lot like the figure he saw earlier. The thought that he was actually standing face to face with the Avatar, the very person he was hunting and discovering they were a woman caused something to stir within him. He quickly squashed those feelings, knowing that she was the key to his future and he couldn’t afford to lose focus now that she was within reach.

”So, you are the Avatar? I thought you’d be…” he started to say, but a low growl escaped her throat and suddenly he was having to dodge shards of ice leveled at his head. With a bob and a weave, he evaded and went on the defensive as he started going through the motions. It was easy enough to get angry, memories of his final moments home and now the conflicting emotions swirling within him giving him an edge in the fight. Water and fire clashed as the two circled each other, Aemond’s steps harsher and heavier compared to the Avatar’s more fluid form.

The fight carried on for several more minutes, neither gaining ground on the other until the old woman joined the fight again. The two women moved in sync, backing Aemond towards the warship with offset attacks, not letting him get so much as a breath in. The loss of ground and the possibility of missing out on this opportunity set him off and he roared, throwing out his arms as the flames rolled across the ground, knocking both his opponents to the ground. There was a sickening crunch and he heard the Avatar cry out causing him to look up to see what had happened. The older woman was on the snow, her neck bent at an unusual angle and eyes lifeless as she lay there. The silence as the village gathered around, the Avatar holding the limp body of the woman he determined was her mentor. Soft sobs and incoherent words fell from her lips, the pitiful sounds breaking Aemond’s heart.

He stepped forward, the snow crunching underfoot alerting the grieving woman to his approach. She snapped her head up, tears streaming down her face and grief heavy in her eyes. A brief moment passed before she gently set the dead woman down and rose from her kneeling position, her gaze never leaving his. He was only barely aware of his Aunt on the deck of the ship, several more of his men standing on the gangplank and waiting for further instruction. That’s when the gleam in her eyes registered in his hazy mind and he felt fear for the first time in a long time.

One moment, Hama and I are beating back this aggressive man and the next, she’s gone. An overflow of emotions came over me; sorrow, grief, but most of all, rage. The sound of his footsteps was enough to send me over, the feeling of all my past lives suddenly came rushing to the forefront of my mind and I felt nearly invincible in that moment. One thrust of an arm and all the Fire Nation soldiers were sent flying back into the belly of the ship with the invisible force of a strong breeze. Another upwards punch and a solid step forward, the metal made a loud clanging sound as the ship suddenly closed with everyone on board. A twirl in place and strong push, the water and wind carried the ship away from my home with the force of a polar vortex and swept them all out into the glacier ridden sea.

I felt the immense power leave me before the world went black, the feeling of being caught before I hit the ground, the last thing my overworked mind registered before I passed out.

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