#I hope this is enough chaos!

[blametheeditor]

THE ANIMATRONICS MUST INTERACT WITH THINE TINIES!!! THEY MUST! FOR CHAAAAOOOOSSS!!!!

CHAOS FEDDY

They must!!!

Content Warnings: Cursing. Mentions of death. Mentions of murder.

It's a good day when there's chaos

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“I found Eggs, Fred!” 

“Freddy, Bonnie,” was the immediate gentle reminder as the purple bunny gives a confused look. “You’ll scare Eggs to death thinking Funtime Freddy’s here.” 

That earns him an eyeroll. “The fucker’s fine.” 

“I’ll tell Mike!” suddenly pipes up from the paw being held protectively, Bonnie tensing before sending a fierce glare to seeming nothing. 

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me, bitch.” 

“Alright,” Freddy snaps, gently shoving his friend toward the office. He breathes in relief after finally catching sight of the blond hair, hearing the voice and seeing the man unharmed two different things. “You can piss each other off after everyone’s no longer three inches tall.” 

Because Golden thought it’d be a great idea to shrink the guards during a regular Friday night. And not while they’re all together in the main. Oh no, the sadistic asshole waited until everyone was in separate rooms doing things you shouldn’t do if you’re about to get shrunk. 

Fritz had been in the kitchen and nearly drowned in the soapy water as he cleaned the dishes. 

Mike had been carrying the tablet as he walked down the hallway and it was a miracle he wasn’t crushed by the falling object. 

Freddy only just barely caught James in time after he hung from a shelf he climbed up to for five minutes until his grip finally gave out. 

Of course, there’s always those Golden favors and ensures are out of harms way when he snaps his fingers to start an adventure. 

Jeremy had been the only one at the table and was simply stranded on his seat until they figured out what happened. 

Caleb had been napping in Mike’s chair in the office and hasn’t woken up once. 

Scott- 

Freddy slowly comes to a stop as he counts over who has been located. From Foxy snatching up David before he could disappear into the vents to Bonnie just now locating Eggs and needing to give the details. 

Vincent didn’t join tonight. Which leaves Scott still missing. 

“Freddy-” 

“I know,” the bear responds, Chica giving him a look stating it’s a 50/50 chance for how that guard was treated. “I’ll check backstage.” 

“I’ll check parts and service again!” 

“No you don’t, it’s your turn to watch them!” 

“Sure, give me the easy job. How hard can it- HOLY SHIT!” 

“Foxy’s in charge!” is all Freddy calls as he quickly makes his way toward the stage, scanning the ground to spot any humans already so fragile ending up in his path. 

What the hell was Golden thinking shrinking them? He might understand one or two to be teased endlessly by the others, but when all of them are, it leaves the animatronics acting as a safety net. 

Animatronics who all stand just below seven feet tall. Who are experts at checking their strength when it comes to children who don’t even come up to their knees, but have never interacted with someone not even as tall as their fingers. 

Not to mention, they’re notorious for- 

Freddy stops in his tracks as the door to backstage begins to open, ear flicking because he knows he heard something. 

“Scott, I know you’re in here.” 

“L-L-Leave me alone,” has the bear wince. At the stutters that had disappeared years ago resurfacing. At the sound of sobs escaping. At the clear terror in the man’s voice. 

“Scott-” 

“I’ll, uh, I-I'll call him.” 

Freddy nearly imitates a snarl as he snaps. Because that’s why they loath the man who treats them with the utmost respect. His clear friendship with a murderer who deserves death when he constantly attempts to deny the favoritism and loyalty. 

The bear wants to spin on his heel before slamming the door shut behind him. 

But that leaves the shrunken man alone in a room that has nothing but death surrounding him. With his best friend not coming because it was a threat to summon Vincent. Not a warning it was already done. 

Freddy finally imitates a deep breath. “I’m here to help.” 

“You’re here to k-k-kill me,” Scott’s voice wavers. “You want to. He wouldn’t...he wouldn’t e-even know. So just, uh, just take care of the others.” 

The bear looks at the bottom corner ledge of the room’s counter where he’s pinpointed the voice. Produces a hollow sound of exasperation. Slowly walks forward before lying down to spot to trembling man with tears streaming down his face. 

“I’m not going to kill you. Nor are any of the others.” 

“I don’t t-trust you,” Scott murmurs. 

Freddy hesitates. “What about Golden?” 

That pulls the guard up short, bewilderment overshadowing his fear. “G-Golden?” 

“If you trust Golden, then you trust he wouldn’t make you so vulnerable around us just to get you killed,” the bear explains softly. “He wants to scare you, teach you a lesson, but he wouldn’t give you up for one of us to just crush you without even a correct stuffing.” 

A laugh bursts out of the man from the twisted humor of it all. And finally there’s a shaky nod. 

Freddy doesn’t reach to sweep the trembling human up. Simply offers a paw that’s slowly climbed into. 

True to his word, once Scott is situated, the bear stays mindful as he rises to his feet before carefully making his way back to the others. 

“STOP GRABBING ME!” 

“David, you’re tempting fate.” 

“Then grab Eggs! He’s the issue!” 

Freddy meets Scott’s look to silently confirm that, yes, this has been their entire night. A lot of guards wanting to ‘get away’, a lot of guards being poked and teased, and a lot of saving them from their own stupidity. 

He’ll admit, his band has certainly been a little grabby, but David thrashing like an angry animal as Bonnie only shakes his head makes it seem like the business man had been attempting a risky move. 

“Hey, Fred,” has both Eggs whirling around and Scott ducking down as Bonnie’s given a glare. “...what?” 

“Freddy, mate,” Foxy reminds his companion. 

“It’s not my fault Afton made more shitty replicas of us! We were fine with Fedrick and Bear!” 

“Fredrick is Henry’s shitty replica,” Chica huffs. 

“Afton doesn’t need to try and catch up to Henry.” 

Freddy looks up at the ceiling. Counts to ten. “Bonnie, put David down, and keep your paws off.” 

Bonnie pouts as he releases the human onto the desk, chuckling as David yelps from his sudden freedom causing him to fall over. But instead of continuing to berate the man, red eyes suddenly lock onto Freddy’s curled fingers, remembering why their leader disappeared. 

He looks up as the bear shakes his head once, opting to simply watch as Scott is lowered to the chair Caleb, Fritz, and Jeremy have claimed. “He’s off limits.” 

“What’s wrong with our phone guy?” 

Scott doesn’t respond despite the whispered words closer to shouting than anything. He’s too focused on darting over to the guards forming a pile, latching onto Caleb as Fritz makes room for the newest addition. 

Chica takes one look at the guard before gently pulling on Bonnie’s ear. “You know why.” 

Mike’s poked in order to have their guard settle down after seeing Scott so panicked. It takes a moment, but finally it resets him enough to focus on the fact James is too close to the edge. At the very least, unlike David, the horror guard doesn’t deny he was being an idiot and accepts his fate getting tossed over a shoulder to be set somewhere safer. 

“That was years ago,” Bonnie defends, his voice still kept hushed. 

“You don’t forget that.” 

“And you don’t forget we apologized. Because we hate him, not Scott.” 

“Who?” 

Eggs’ question goes unanswered. Not because Freddy doesn’t want to clarify for the blond. The same goes for Chica and Foxy. But they’re all too busy staring at Bonnie watching them with surprise before dread seeps in. 

“You-” 

“Not while I’m three inches tall,” Scott suddenly snaps. He doesn’t open his eyes from when he clenched them shut in the attempt to shut the world away. Frankly he doesn’t want to and see no one agreeing with Bonnie. “And not even when I’m in the r-room.” 

“Need me to kick the fucker’s asses, Phone Guy?” 

“Maybe later.” 

“Can you avenge me?” David growls, gesturing toward the animatronics towering above them. “Foxy fucking hooked me and Bonnie’s somehow been worse than Eggs!” 

Mike blinks at the business man. “Stop being a douche bag.” 

Foxy snorts. “I think we grab somethin’ to put ‘em in.” 

“I vote we call for back up,” Chica suggests. 

“I think we’ve got it covered,” Bonnie shrugs. 

Freddy looks over the chaos around him. Counts the humans just to check they aren’t forgetting anyone. “We'll just ensure to separate the trouble makers.” 

“You mean Eggs.” 

“I mean Eggs.” 

[edorazzi]

Page 25 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which Felix is offered a downright horrifying solution to get rid of his Miraculous early, and Plagg explains the rules behind the magical bond! 📜💋

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[cinnamon-flame]

Starting off the new year with I think the most background heavy piece I've ever made! I think Rainwings and Nightwings would celebrate their traditional holidays together after the events of The brightest night. So this drawing is meant to show their cultures kind of blending together during a very joyful time. I remember talking about this concept with someone on tumblr a year ago but when I went back through my posts I couldn't for the life of me find it - so if your reading this, I remember you and this drawing stems from that conversation so thank you!

Close-ups:

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

My rendition of @tempo-takoyaki's DTIYS!

Congrats on the milestones! And to everyone else, please go check out their 'Drawing TGCF (except I haven't read the books)' series!

[rectanglebrain]

Heart and Mind as Brutus by The Buttress music video

[idle-compy]

edge of town - middle kids

[izhunny]

Hi! (⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠)

[diogeneswannabe]

This tweet is peak French culture lmao

"We're not even hyped up for the sports we just want to see how catastrophic it's gonna be, it's gonna be peak entertainment lmaoo"

[casualavocados]

Learn from who? Learn from you? You are still a brat. What do you know? You're only three years older. Like you are any better than me. You're 21, and still a virgin. What are you proud of? I think you can't do it.

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 06

[literallyjusttoa]

Could you tell us more abt ur au where Apollo doesn’t come back exactly right after surviving being so close to chaos 👀

Yes!! Actually I had a fic that I really wanted to write about this, and I am planning on still doing that but I will tell y'all the gist of it bc I cannot contain myself. (Also this is a bit different from some of the things I've said before about this so I hope you still like it lol)

Ok so, the fic was gonna be a 5 + 1 fic, where Meg and Apollo both realize that something's ... off about him after the trials. His powers and abilities are fluctuating for seemingly no reason. Sometimes he's just a normal god, but sometimes it's like he's still a mortal. And he's also having times where he's way stronger than a god should be, like, near primordial levels. It's causing him a lot of issues, for example:

Gods don't need to eat or sleep, but mortals do. If Apollo doesn't realize his energy levels are going down, he will just end up crashing from lack of food/sleep. This leaves him perpetually exhausted and shaky.

His blood is now all kinds of crazy colors, and it changes based off of where he is on the mortal/immortal scale.

When he's in a "mortal" state of being, he's pretty similar to a demigod. Meg and Apollo learned this when Apollo accidentally did some lightning bending one day. This is not something Apollo has ever wanted to be able to do, and he freaks out appropriately.

One day, Apollo woke up sick and tired of this whole situation. He jokingly wished that someone else could just take over the sun for the day. However, Apollo hadn't realized that he had just gotten a huge power boost overnight, and his harmless little wish just created a second sun. Haha whoops.

Eventually, Apollo ends up breaking his father's rules and visiting Asclepius just so he can get some answers about this, so here's a little rough comic based on the scene I wanted to write explaining this whole mess.

[beachyserasims]

I was going to start posting Chapter 6 of my Geneva Island Legacy series today, but I got sooo inspired by @havenroyals and their Chapter 5 recap that I had to do the same for my story. So here is my first chapter recap, including my favorite comments from chapter 5!

Legacy Living - When we all cried together

@feroshgirlsims

Saw Something - When we wondered wth actually happened

@lynzishell

Little Sunshine - Where we met the sweetest angel ever

@sirianasims

Be Closer - When we welcomed someone new

@cowplant-snacks

Brainstorm - Where we empathized with Autumn

@prettyymafia

Dessert - Where we got REALLY spicy

@deardiaryts4

Summer Charity - When we cheered and said FINALLY!!

@honeyjars-sims

Thank you so much to everyone who commented or showed any love and support to my story. Any day that I posted and was given the chance to interact with you all was a great day for me ♡♡♡ I am excited to start Chapter 6 this Friday!! Stay tuned ♡

[unexpectedbrickattack]

old. man. yaois.

tiny gnome has very good senses and smells everything so much and so strongly. help him.

actually. going to keep this contained in the post and not in the tags bc its kink stuff and i think it should stay behind a readmore oop

spreading the 'old man engages in freak behavior' agenda...its not even freak behavior it is so tame for other shit i am writing w them LMAO musk is like whatever. its WHATEVER ! (its good) but my homebrew gnomes are based off of rodents and they have heightened senses of smell and hearing because of it and i think it is so funny to give my fave characters the most benign, yet debilitating kinks. Like bro im fine dw also u need to not be right next to me bc im going to go feral and i dont have it in my soul to explain why

i think its sooooo silly to have him already devote so much of his time to peppino and this business and now hes like god. what is that stickman meme picture of someone gripping their leg so hard its bleeding? thats gus hes like in his own hell. i think i wrote it before that peppino is sooooo aware of like. being a sweaty man and it makes him uncomfortable and he tries to avoid it but its like an inevitable facet of life and he deals w it the best he can. hes not smelly hes sweaty n musky and so working in the back w a hot oven means he ends his shifts absolutely drenched and miserable.

and gus is like👁️👁️ but hes a respectable man (tm) and he doesnt openly gawk n fawn. But. He is not shameless; he absolutely steals a shirt or two when he can and works w that for a while. he steals a shirt, keeps it, then rotates it w another shirt and when peppino is like WAA! My shirt !!! where did u disappear to??? Gus has to pretend he didnt snatch it away for like a month like the squirrel he is.

it (the thieving) would start before they get together and he would get caught a little while after they get together. like hey. not that i think that you think im stupid. but um. for like two years my shirts would disappear when u came over. like. after a couple of months it stops being a coincidence. so like. explain urself maybe?? and its definitely like a New feeling for gus, who is generally regarded as a dom (albeit a sweet one) to feel bashful about this but like in timid way that doesnt usually come naturally to him LOL. and i like the idea of peppino being an anxious little freak about soooo many things including sex, but when he gets more comfy w someone hes way more of a dick and blunt asshole (affectionate) and he absolutely would bully gus about this.

okay thats all i got just imagine my vision of gus and his little tail shooting straight up bc hes huffing this fucking shirt before he passes out for the night okay? and avoiding brick the next day bc beast to beast communication is real, okay? for me? thank u ....

[before-i-remember]

Pelle "Dead" Ohlin 🦇

Daniel "Necrobird" Ohlin 🦇

[jaggybot3000]

Alright. i had to get at least one Jashtober art piece out there.

of course it's mind...but get it, he's wearing a crown of thorns......but its made of lightning bc of his....he's.....the Mind Electric........GET IUT

sketches/textless vers. below

im gonna push him down the stairs

[slythereen]

christian it’s not too late for you to stick a rbr sticker on charles’ car and let him and max team up against carlos btw. if you care

[north-wilkesboro-moonshine-cave]

congratulations to Mme. Pascale Leclerc, who has surely just experienced both the funniest and most unhinged weekend a mother could ever have. Dear fucking christ, I hope your middlest son brought you a bottle of champagne for yourself, ma'am.