#I love security breach dearly actually

[chloesimaginationthings]

Y’all think TikTok exists in the FNAF universe

[kotikaleo]

You can talk to me about FNAF, I may not draw for it(yet, I have something I've been planning to draw but haven't gotten around to, and a story I plan to write), but I do like the silly killer robots.

I'll start with a couple questions.

What is your favorite game? And who is your favorite character(robot or not)?

Oh?? A story you say? 👀 Care to share some parts you are okay sharing???

OKAY SO. My favorite game is ether first one or the Security Breach. Like... The first one is so simple in it's beaty that it's just perfect. The Security Breach gave my silly murder robots ✨TRAUMA✨ AND ACTUAL CHARACTER. (Okay Baby did it first but shhhhhhhhhh). So now I am in love with all glamrocks + daycare attendant. And I just loooove the game. I am a bit sad that there was a lot of potential for liminal space but it doesn't feel like that because of all of the staffbots, they are really not my favorite (that's why I got rid of them in my au!!) but still vibes are sooooo good

Favorite character.... Well that's a hard one. I love all of them qωq, but I had to choose one close call between Daycare attendant and Glamrock Freddy. I also really want to add Bonnie to that mix, but to be honest we know NOTHING about who he was/is as a character. So even tho I love him dearly, he will have to leave Freddy and Sun/Moon fighting XD

What about you? Favorite game? Favorite character??? 👀

[herald-divine-hell]

My Journey Through Thedas

As Veilguard downloads on my PC, I thought to give my journey through the Dragon Age games and what BioWare's fantastical world has meant for me over the years.

Let it be known, I have been critical with aspects and elements of Thedas' worldbuilding, as well as routes I thought have been fascinating to delve into but BioWare either did not think or were incapable of actually implementing in game (Leliana/Inquisitor). Despite this, Dragon Age is one of my favorite series of all time, and this is my first ever Dragon Age release! So, why don't we go down along memory lane.

I first played Dragon Age in the summer of 2015, at my aunt's house in Texas (at the time, I had lived in New Jersey). While waiting for my family to get ready to get ice cream, I asked my aunt if I could hope onto my cousin's PlayStation 4, because of how terribly bored I was. Thankfully she agreed, and while going through his game sections, I noticed this really cool dragon covering, with a man weilding a sword and shooting a something like a green lasso at the dragon. On it, it read Dragon Age: Inquisition. I was, and still am, a huge fantasy fan, so the sight of that looked really fucking cool. So I hoped in, and went on my cousins save, and there he was at, seemingly just having arrived at Skyhold. I was utterly confused, so I went back and started - as I should have done - a new game.

And oh, boy. Was I excited. The character creator (despite nowadays a weird revisionist take that somehow DAI's character creator was actually bad - I'll give the hair tho) was absolutely fantastic, and since I love nobility I picked a male Trevelyan mage...who was white with violet eyes. (I can't recall if that was the time I started to like Dragon Age, but I played mostly white characters). And oh boy, I was in for a treat.

The opening cutscene was amazing, and there I saw the greatest thing that has ever graced my screen - Leliana, hooded and beautiful. At the time, I thought she was actually Muslim, because I thought her shawl was a hijab. Silly dumb fourteen year old Tim, lol. But I fell instantly in love with Leliana, especially when she stopped Cassandra from beating my ass for someone I had no idea I did. ("She likes me!" No, child Tim. She just wanted info. "No, she loves me.")

And from there it grew. I went and bought DA:I on my Xbox, and began to read Dragon Age Fanfiction, specifically Leliana and Inquisitor. One of my favorite fanfics was actually the Leliana/Inquisitor Trading Secrets by dats__gayyy (who never wrote that Trespasser epilogue :() Shoutout to them for introducing me and giving confidence to write my own fanfic. But at the time, I noticed a heavy leaning toward women, so I thought it was only fair that my first real Inquisitor should be a women rather than that prototype Trevelyan on my cousin's PS4. And in that year, the Hamilton soundtrack came out, right before they went to broadway. It was a match made in heaven. Hamilton - Trevelyan - they sound similar, no! And as I read Ron Chernow's Alexander Hamilton, images and thoughts of Alexandra appeared before me. A hyperactive, bisexual mess who loves to write and refuses to sleep? Perfect for Leliana! And from there, Alexandra Trevelyan, dearly beloved for so many of my friends were born, scarily pale skin and green-golden eyes all!

And from there, Dragon Age saved me. Without Dragon Age, I don't think I'll be alive. I certainly wouldn't have made a Tumblr and met all my lovely friends who provided a safe and secured space for me to explore and recognize my depression and anxiety, and who loved me despite my many, many faults. There were tough times in this fandom, and great times too, and though I may share my frustrations, I still remember going through Haven for the first time to reach the Breach, and seeing Leliana's face, and a very sparkly-eyed Tim whose heart was going to burst from his chest at the sight of her. Can't believe next year will be ten years since I fell for that Orlesian bard, lmao. Now I understand the Warden's pain.

No matter if this game is good or bad, thank you BioWare for making this. Thank you to all the developers unjustly let off by EA after Veilguard's development was over. Thank you all for existing! Now, let's go crack some eggs!

[hanitrash]

Cap Bottom Bingo Masterpost!

Here are all the fics I posted for the @cabottombingo!

I can't believe how many I actually got done! I'd hoped to make a few more full lines, but I was sick in December and January and didn't get as much writing done as I'd hoped.

A3 - "til the end of the line" Soldat i Volkodav (The Fist and The Fang) (steve/bucky, 5k)

Summary:

While on a mission in Canada, the Asset suddenly finds himself free. He follows his partner, the giant wolfhound, because he doesn’t know what else to do. The two end up in the United States, and as his memories begin to return, his need for vengeance grows. Together, they take out hidden HYDRA bases and safehouses across North America. What they find in one base, however, will change everything Bucky ever thought he knew about his time in captivity.

A4 - "Starvation" Some Like It Hot (steve whump, 3k)

Summary:

Steve has been captured by HYDRA. The STRIKE team is having a fun time trying to break him.

Notes:

this is just trash, plain and simple. HTP, hurt no comfort, Steve whump.

A5 - "teleportation" Drastic Measures (steve/thor, 4k)

Summary:

Steve is a barren Omega in a world where his only purpose in life is to create more. In a last-ditch effort to heal himself where science has failed him, he summons the God of Fertility. What he gets, though, is much more than he ever could have hoped for.

B2 - "AU: Bakery" Dashing Through the Snow (steve/bucky, 7k)

Summary:

Steve hates Bucky. Bucky hates him, too, so that’s fine. But when they’re forced to work together and co-teach a class, that anger begins to fade as they slowly learn more about each other. A work trip gone wrong, though, forces them to become much closer than either one ever expected…(aka, the coffee shop college au enemies to lovers snowed in one bed a/b/o that Marv asked for…)

B3 - adopted prompt "truth serum" Careful What You Say (steve/bucky, moodboard + 700 words)

Summary:

Steve is captured and given a truth serum…but his captors get more than they bargained for with the results.

B4 - "Beta Steve" Leg Day (steve/bucky, moodboard + 300 words)

Summary:

Bucky posts some pictures online, creating quite a fuss

B5 - "Much needed hug" Mine (steve/bucky, 5.9k, co-write with @neonbat666)

Summary:

Steve is captured by Hydra while on a mission. Naturally, that doesn't sit very well with Bucky, and he makes every person involved pay dearly for hurting his Steve. Once Steve is safe at home and on the road to recovery, Bucky takes measures to ensure anyone else will think twice about touching what belongs to Bucky.

notes: htp, branding

C3 - free space Smooth Talker (steve/bucky, 7.7k)

Summary:

When Steve decided to try waxing instead of shaving to avoid catching his body hair in the Cap suit, things don't go quite the way he expected. Between misunderstanding the listing on the website and thirsting over the man doing the procedure, he's not sure he'll survive the appointment.

C5 - picture prompt, person restrained My Heart Has Teeth (steve/bucky, 4.7k, with art by @mxaether)

Summary:

During a mission gone wrong, Bucky gets captured. Whoever has him proves particularly hard to track down, and while Steve does his best to ignore how much he’s spiraling, Bucky tries to keep a thread of hope—and his sanity—alive.

Notes: Vampire Bucky

D2 - "Back Alley Fight" I Love Watching You (With Other Men) (chapter one) (steve/bucky, 6.6k total)

Summary:

During the heat wave of 1936, Bucky discovers a secret that Steve has been keeping from him.

He also discovers a few things about himself in the process.

In the future, they find new ways to recreate the past.

D3 - "Saliva" You Make This All Go Away (chapter two)

Summary:

Six months after the helicarrier fight, strange security breaches at the Smithsonian have Steve, Natasha, and Sam running stakeouts, hoping to catch the person responsible—the person they believe to be one very elusive Bucky Barnes.

In what is probably his most bizarre undercover op ever, Steve finally makes contact with the man he thought he’d lost forever.

What he’s not prepared for is what happens after, when Bucky appears in Steve’s apartment in the middle of the night.

D4 - "Creature: Has Tentacles" Into this night I wander (It's morning that I dread) (steve/bucky, steve/johann schmidt, 784 words)

Summary:

Steve gets captured by HYDRA and learns more about Johann Schmidt than he ever wanted to know

notes: htp, oviposition, hurt no comfort

D5 - "skinnydipping" Resurfacing (steve/bucky, moodboard + 1.8k)

Summary:

While Steve is visiting Bucky in Wakanda, Bucky takes Steve to his favorite swimming spot for a heart to heart conversation.

E1 - adopted prompt: "Tied to a Table" I Love Watching You (With Other Men) (chapter three) (steve/bucky, 6.6k total)

Summary:

During the heat wave of 1936, Bucky discovers a secret that Steve has been keeping from him.

He also discovers a few things about himself in the process.

In the future, they find new ways to recreate the past.

E5 - "Sexting" Nineteen Hours (and thirteen hundred miles) (steve/bucky, explicit moodboard + 614 words)

Summary:

Bucky and Nat are on their way home from a mission that has taken far too long for Steve's liking. He sends Bucky some incentive to move a little faster ;)

[detective-inspector-her]

I absolutely need to hear more about this fnaf x Skulduggery au you mentioned in your poll that sounds absolutely fascinating /gen

Ohh, I haven't actually posted anything on that unlike every other fic on the poll lol.

Essentially, it's set during Valkyrie's five years away. She meets Gregory (I'm ignoring GGY and all of that because I don't pay that much attention to the lore + don't have any of the books minus the first four Fazbear frights) and offers him a place to stay seeing as it's about to rain or sm.

They get along (Valkyrie's depressed but she's also still a gremlin and will absolutely indulge Gregory) and he leaves after the rain has cleared, with a burner phone with Valkyrie's number.

She doesn't hear from him for weeks and she starts to forget she even encountered him when she gets a call. He explains that he's trapped in the Pizzaplex and the animatronics are after him. She tells him that she's on her way (she got up so quickly, you can't tell me she wouldn't fist fight Roxy or something).

She breaks in and meets him somewhere and they go through security breach together with added bits that didn't make it into the game because I love them dearly.

Gregory stays with her for a while and one day disappears. She goes back to the Pizzaplex and finds Cassie who explains that she got a call from Gregory saying that he needs help. Valkyrie finds this suspicious immediately because Gregory isn't an idiot.

RuIn happens but my way because Valkyrie's there and she isn't putting on the same mask a killer wore, gives her some bad memories.

I shall keep the rest to myself. I hope this answers your question, I kept this surprisingly vague. I'm probably gonna make an incorrect quotes post about this AU now because I like doing them.

[toxicfucksaround]

1. I came here straight from security breach, I’m specifically from TikTok, where there was a lot of self ship content that drove me nuts /pos

2. Sun and moon are literally everything I love. Clowns/Jesters, Kidcore vibes, morally grey characters, Kellen Goff as the voice actor, schrunkly energy, what more could I ask for?

3. I’ve been here since the very beginning! I watched Mark’s playthrough and then was vibing with the content on TikTok. The. I started getting recommended dca content and saw how rabid the fans were for them and was so ecstatic!

4. I have not played security breach, but my brother has! Horror games are really cool but playing them fucks with my anxiety. Plus the game is broken for us, the music man section is bugged so bad it’s unbeatable. Maybe that’s what we get for getting the PlayStation version tho

5. I don’t really make sun and moon content, but I did sell some stickers at a con and gave them to Kellen Goff, which was amazing.

6. I don’t really have a specific answer for that one, I love all the content. Horror, creepy, yandere, cute, fluffy, romantic, sexy, pure smut, it’s all so good!

7. I don’t have a favorite au, because I enjoy all the ones I see so much that it’s hard to pick a favorite! And also because I don’t see as much dca content here on my tumblr feed anymore, which is sad

8. I don’t have any dca specific ocs, because I don’t think I’d be able to come up with a unique design at this point. I do, however, have an oc I made to ship with the dca and then never used them, oops! That oc is Razzmatazz!

9. I love the dca’s canon appearance! They’re extremely schrunkly! I do, however, draw them differently, with my own design preferences and making them simpler to draw.

10. I’m just that feral for the dca, I’m totally excited whenever I see stuff of them! Whenever I have a thing for a character it’s usually life consuming. I sacrifice a piece of my soul to each fictional character I drool over.

11. Hmmmm…. That’s tough, because I love them both dearly. Especially the meaner sun we see in Help Wanted 2. But,,,, I guess moon! I got a thing for spooky bois.

12. If this is referring to SaMS, I’ve never actually seen it. Blasphemy I know, I just struggle to watch videos like that. Plus it seems mostly oc based at this point in time, and the lore I’ve heard confuses me. However, If this is based on Canon Eclipse, I love him, he’s my darling angel and I hope he gets the happy ending he deserves, my little meow meow.

13. Pre glitch sun sounds interesting to me, because I don’t know exactly how he is, but he was totally a theater bot before running the daycare, which is very interesting! I also love how clearly unprepared he is to work with kids in a daycare setting, because honestly a mood.

14. Pre glitch moon is so interesting because like, if he’s a theater boy and was always in this “villain mode” for his role, then that means the glitch just amplified his personality into being actually dangerous. Or worse, he was able to differentiate between villain role and caretaker role, but the glitch made him stuck in villain mode. Which is so tragic! They’re just little guys your honor!

15. I personally believe they’re two ai in one body, but I’m not gonna lie I love the idea of Sun projecting all his bad traits and urges into “Moon” as a coping mechanism to have someone to blame. As we’ve established I’m not a very decisive person lol

16. I love seeing self insert and self ship aus! It. It makes me feel so safe and loved in the community!

17. I would personally like to see less of SaMS au stuff, as it mostly just confuses me. This doesn’t mean I want people to stop making that stuff! Quite the opposite, do what you love! Just please tag it! I just have personally blocked that tag is all.

18. I’m just looking forward to seeing more of the DCA in future games, as Steel Wool would have to be crazy to leave their story like that when so many fans would buy the game just for them.

19. I don’t think I’d get along with the dca that well irl. I think Sun might hurt my feelings, and Moon, well… if it’s post glitch I really don’t stand a chance xD

20. This was super fun! I had a great time answering these! Also, I guess just random side tangent, I kinda miss the early days of the fandom on TikTok, when everyone was going feral for security breach and its characters. A lot of that energy has died, hell I haven’t seen a single security breach video pop up in months. And when they do, is definitely not Dca ship content like it used to be. But I’m happy to see the community alive and well here on tumblr! Definitely makes me feel a lot better.

alright dca fandom, here's some questions bc i'm curious. the funky jesters make our brains go brr, but why? treat it as an ask game or answer in the tags if you feel like it! :)

how did you get here?

why these characters in particular? what was the hook for you?

how long have you been here?

have you actually played fnaf sb?

if you make content, what's your favorite piece you've contributed?

what's your favorite sort of art or fic? what genre/flavor/style?

what's your favorite au?

do you have any ocs, or have any ocs you're fond of?

what do you think of the dca's canon appearance? Scary? Cute? Something else?

what keeps you in this fandom despite the very small amount of canon content the dca had?

be honest: if you had to pick only one, sun or moon?

thoughts on eclipse?

thoughts on pre-glitch sun?

thoughts on pre-glitch moon?

do you interpret sun and moon as two sides of the same person, or truly two separate beings in one body? does it matter?

what's something in the fandom you'd like to see more of?

what's something in the fandom you'd like to see less of?

anything you're looking forward to?

do you think you'd actually get along with the dca if you met them irl?

free space! talk about whatever's on your mind!

[purple-plum-petals]

Is it alright if I request something with Sunrise and Moondrop where a quiet and kinda anti-social reader who has a hard time expressing themselves is the new daycare security guard and always comes in with a galaxy themed skateboard tucked under their arm that they place behind the desk everyday, learning that reader skateboards to work then the first day of one week reader is a little late and they're not carrying their skateboard.

Reader comes in the rest of the week without their board and after their days off reader has a new skateboard they come in with, just like when Sunrise and Moondrop first saw reader and their skateboard the image on the bottom of the board they have tucked under their arm is visible, the new board has a design based on Sunrise at one end and a design based on Moondrop on the other, the board is daycare attendant themed, thing is the Pizza Plex doesn't sell skateboards that have Sun or Moon on them, the two learn when one of them asks reader about it that reader made said skateboard, with reader stating honestly they think the two are coolest, basically revealing that out of all the animatronics Sunrise and Moondrop are reader's favorites.

Could be headcanon, could be drabble or whatever, I'm not picky about it so just do whatever you find easiest for this. Hope you have a good week and thanks for taking the time to read this.

—⊱ The Creative Grind ⊰ || Sun/Moon X Skater!Reader Drabble

╭─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╮       Character(s): Daycare Attendant, Sun and Moon (FNaF: Security Breach)        Reader Type: Human (Gender-Neutral Pronouns)        Warning(s): None!        Genre: Drabble/Scenario, Fluff, Platonic or Romantic Relationship        Word Count: ~2,000 words        Brief Request Summary: How would Sun and Moon react to a Reader who customizes their own skateboards doing a design of them and then telling them that the two of them are the Reader’s favorite animatronics in the Pizzaplex?        Author’s Note: This was a pretty long request and my brain skipped over so many different parts of it, so I’m very sorry for that. I somehow completely missed the personality you wanted the Reader to have and made them a bit more upbeat than you probably wanted them to be; they could still be interpreted as being asocial since the only people they talk to are Sun and Moon, but that wasn’t intentional on my part haha. I had a fun time writing this since I don’t know how to ride a skateboard nor could I ever ride one, so it was kind of cool imagining a Reader who was really talented at skating. I hope captured at least a little bit of the idea you were going for!

      → If you enjoyed my work, please reblog it if you can! Exposure on Tumblr is based on reblogging content rather than liking it, so your support would be much appreciated!  ♡ ╰─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╯

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              Working as the security guard in the daycare wasn’t nearly as bad as everyone made it out to be. Your fellow employees were always talking about how they found the Daycare Attendant annoying and overbearing (or off-putting and creepy in Moon’s case). While Sunrise was a bit more… energetic than most people you knew, he certainly wasn’t a bad person animatronic; if anything, Sunny was one of the kindest and most genuine individuals out there! When it came to Moon, you had no clue why he made others uneasy – he was very sweet and actually quite shy when it came to interacting with others. Was it because of all the stories of children who he made cry by simply telling them to go to sleep for naptime or go sit in timeout for breaking a rule? Eh, it didn’t matter. You loved your coworkers dearly and they were, hands down, your favorite animatronic(s) in the establishment. What’s cooler than a celestial-themed daycare attendant?

              You had gotten to work on time in the manner you usually did – by skateboard. You had been skating for years now and you could, without any doubt at this point, say you were pretty good at it. After taking off your helmet and other protective gear and shoving in your backpack along with your sad excuse for a lunch, you grabbed your board and tucked it under your arm as you made your way into the Pizzaplex.

              Once you were clocked in and dressed in uniform, you began making your way to the Superstar Daycare a little early so you could spend some time with your favorite bots. It took every ounce of control in your body to not ride your board the entire way there – you would have, but you didn’t really feel like being reprimanded again for “disobeying your superiors”. Despite how shady the company was, it did pay well and you enjoyed what you did; you didn’t need to give them yet another reason to fire you. As you walked towards your station in the daycare, your eyes traveled down to the galaxy-themed paint scheme on the bottom of your board. It was beautiful, that much you could say with certainty, but it seemed almost… lifeless? Ordinary? Anyone could buy a board that looked like this – it wasn’t unique. Though, as soon as you opened the doors to the daycare, your eyes landed on your favorite animatronic and, suddenly, a new idea for a board design came to you.

              You knew exactly what you wanted your next project to be.

              You had been a bit more… giddy than you usually were so early in the morning the days leading up to the big reveal. Sun took notice of your strange behavior but had chosen not to say anything – he was happy to see you happy especially so early in the morning! You loved customizing boards and usually modified a new one every couple of months, excitedly showing Sun and Moon your latest design with a smile on your face. Sun knew it had been at least three months since you finished your galaxy-themed board, so he wondered if you got around to designing a new one – you had been pretty busy with work as of late.

              It was nearly a full month before you finally finished your best piece yet. On the bottom of your new board was a hand-painted image of your beloved Sunrise and Moondrop with stars and stripes littering the spaces between the two figures. It was immensely detailed and took a lot longer than your usual boards did, but you didn’t mind – this was certainly now your favorite piece in your entire collection.

              Today was the big day, and you were so excited to show them the finished piece! You hastily rushed to the daycare, excited to show Sun your board. You ignored the strange glances from coworkers as you rushed through the complex, opting out of clocking in for the time being since you were nearly a whole thirty minutes earlier than you needed to be (they didn’t want to pay you for being early, so you were expected to clock-in exactly when you needed to).

              You threw open the double doors to the daycare, rushing in and closing them behind you with a light thud. Sun had been preparing the first fun activity of the day when you came in, startling him slightly; he was surprised to see you so early, especially since you didn’t start your shift until 9:00. Sun stopped what he was doing immediately to greet you like he always did (with a hug), exclaiming, “Sunshine! I’m so glad to see you! What brings you here this early, hm?”

              “I wanted to show you my new board – I think that this one is my best one yet!” You said, going over to your desk and placing your backpack on the floor underneath as you kept your skateboard pressed tightly against your chest in order to hide the illustration painted on the bottom. Sun was excited to finally be able to see the design you had spent so much time on. He was quite giddy himself seeing how excited you were; usually, it was his energy rubbing off on you, not the other way around!

              You looked at him with a smile, taking note of how he was swaying back and forth with anticipation. You told him, pointing at him with your dominant hand, “Okay, cover your eyes – no peeking until I tell you to look!”

              Sun did as you asked, not questioning why, and waited patiently for you to give the go-ahead. He could hear you giggle lightly as you said, “Okay, Sunny, you can look now!”

              He removed his hands from his eyes, the bells on his wrists jingling as his optics landed on the painting of… him and Moon. He had gone from barely being able to stand still to being as still as a statue. You smiled up at him, eyes shining as you said, “You and Moon mean a lot to me, you know? You’re both my favorite animatronics in the plex – and coworkers, too – so I wanted to paint you two to show how much I care about you guys! Can you try to keep it a secret from Moon, though? I want to surprise him, too.”

              Suddenly, Sun grabbed you, hugging you tightly and spinning you around in his arms happily as the board was still grasped in your hands. He sang out, sounding happier than you’ve ever heard him, “Oh, sunshine! It’s such a beautiful painting – you did an amazing job!” Sun placed you back down on the ground, taking his index finger and poking your nose lightly as he told you, “And don’t you worry – I’ll make sure that Moon doesn’t know what your board looks like; it will be a surprise for him like it was for me!”

              “Thank you, Sunny – I really appreciate it.” You told him, smiling widely before heading to your desk to hide your board underneath; you didn’t want Moon to catch a glimpse of it, but you also didn’t want any of the kids seeing it and breaking their necks when they tried rising it. You took a seat in your chair before remembering that you hadn’t clocked in yet. Sighing out and grabbing your ID and employee pass, you told Sun as you made your way out of the daycare, “Ugh – I’ll be back to help you finish setting things up for the kids, Sunny. Didn’t clock in this morning since I came straight here.”

              “See you in a bit, sunshine!” Sun said, his smile seeming wider than usual as he went back to planning the first activity of the day while you went to make sure you didn’t lose your job for turning up late.

              Moon was quite looking forward to your board and was immensely curious as to what exactly you decided to paint this time around. Sun had blocked out the memory of you showing him the board, something that made Moon even more excited to see what you had been working on for so many months. He glanced back at you briefly from where he was currently tucking a kid in for naptime, watching as you tapped idly on your phone as the screen lit up your face in a light blue hue. He’d need to scold you later for always being on it since it wasn’t good for your eyes to look at it for as long as you did; plus, it lit up the daycare whenever the lights were off (not very well, mind you, but it still could bother the kids trying to get their midday naps in).

              You were playing on your phone, waiting for Moon to finish tucking the kids in, when your phone was plucked from between your fingertips. You looked up to see Moon smiling at you as he pressed the button on the phone, making the screen turn black as he told you, “It’s not good to stare at the screen for that long, you know? Bad for your eyes.”

              Rolling your eyes slightly with a small smirk gracing your features, you told him, “Yeah, yeah – ready to see my board now?”

              “Been waiting all day for the reveal, starlight; excited to see what your mind came up with this time.” Moon told you, punctuating the word mind by poking your forehead lightly with his index finger.

              You just simply swatted his hand away playfully, reading under the desk and grabbing the board as you said, “Okay, okay – close your eyes and only open them when I tell you to. Can you do that?”

              “Hmm... can I?” Moon asked, feigning innocence.

              “Moon…” You warned, giving him a stern look that mimicked that of the parents he sees day in and day out at the Pizzaplex.

              “Okay, okay. Don’t worry – I can’t see a thing.” Moon said, covering his eyes with his hands as he waited patiently for the signal to remove them.

              You shuffled around for a moment or two, turning on your desk lap to make sure that Moon would be able to see the design in such low light. You inhaled, a smile already on your face as you asked him, “Alright, you ready?”

              Moon’s voice box hummed out a simple, “Mhmm” as a response to your question.

              “Open up!” You said as quietly as you could manage considering there were at least twenty kids currently hitting the hay. Moon removed his hands, bells jingling as he placed his hands to his side. He took in the design of the board, looking at the intricate and minute details on the portraits of him and Sun. He didn’t say or do anything for the longest time, just standing there as he stared intently at your paint job. You laughed awkwardly, drawing his attention to your face as you said, “You two mean a lot to me, and I wanted to be able to show that with this. I… I hope you like it – probably my favorite design I’ve ever done.”

              “Like it? I love it, starlight. You did an amazing job.” Moon said, placing his hand on your head and affectionately ruffling your hair.

              Smiling, you said, “Thanks, Moony; I’m happy you like it.” At hearing your conversation, one of the kids began stirring in their sleep, sitting up as they began rubbing their eyes. This caught your attention, so you told Moon as you pointed to the child, “Oh, I think one of the kids woke up.”

              “Hmm, I’ll go tuck them back in. Talk later?” Moon asked expectantly, looking back at you as he began making his way over to the little tot.

              “Yep – talk to you later, Moon. Go get ‘em!” You said jokingly, watching from your desk as he picked the kid up, cradling them in his arms as a lullaby played through the music box in his chest. You looked down at your skateboard again, smiling and leaning back in your chair as pride filled your heart. Maybe you’d do another design of them in the future.

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[lex-n-weegie]

Have you ever thought about Monty and Waluigi picking you up (literally if you want them to) and taking you out for a round of mini golf? Both of them trying to impress you and outdo the other every turn, but making a point not to let the competition get to them because all they want is to see you smile?

Chica and Roxanne crash the party to hype you up and be your personal cheer leaders!

Maybe even...mysteriously...when you hit your ball and fall just short of the hole...theres a little nudge from something unseen? Nobody can really tell what it is, but just for a second, the ball sparkles with green and purple glitchy light,,,,

Meanwhile back at the daycare, Peachy and Sunny are baking you the cutest little cake

Chatting about all the things they like about you and giggling over cute stories of your time together!

Peachy starts to hum a tune and Sunny jumps right in with made up lyrics that make Peach laugh so much that she almost messes up the frosting

And then there's Freddy and Weegee! They're making the best pillow fort- no, pillow CASTLE youve ever laid eyes on. All the while Freddy is asking Luigi questions to make sure he'll be treating his little sister right. Of course, mister lime green passes with FLYING colors. Freddy really likes him and even though Luigi is shy and a little bit scared at first, they both become really close and are the first to jump to your defense if anything bad happens. I bet they'd even work together with some cool team moves!

Everyone loves you dearly and is working together to give you the best cheer up day EVER.

(I hope this made you smile at least a little bit sweet jestie)

I was saving your ask for last because I knew it'd kill me and wowie look I was right I'm dead on the floor

"oh I hope this makes you smile 3:]" I hear your evil giggling. Trying to murder me like this how dare you /j

(rambles ahead whoops)

SERIOUSLY THO like. Gonna think about this for the rest of the day. I'm imagining Waluigi and Monty getting into cartoon like shenanigans to mess with each other during the game while I'm not looking. Like Monty somehow moving the whole whenever Waluigi does a swing, or Monty going for a swing when the golf ball randomly shatters upon impact with the club because of Waluigi. Chica's trying to gently get them to stop and Roxanne keeps distracting me so they can continue their shenanigans because she thinks it's hilarious djfkwnwxo

And that little sparkle 👀 I have a good idea of what, or rather, who it is (I've actually been thinking about him quite a bit, and idk if it's a friend thing or more but shhhh we don't talk about it :3). I love the visual of me winning though thanks to them and my boy's "fighting" and then being ready surprised I won haha

ALSO PEACH AND SUNNY. Ough. My lovelies. My squishies. Baking together. Imagine him being able to make Peach snort with laughter is making me happy and a little flustered because like. One them getting along and two,,,Peach snorting while laughing,,,♡

BIG BROTHER FREDDY AND HUBSBAND. FROTHING AT THE MOUTH. I actually like to think Luigi would get used to Freddy pretty quickly, probably because he loves robotics and inventing and would be fascinated with how human he was and his sleek design. Freddy himself would be fascinated with Luigi's adventures, through the mention of ghosts would probably make him feel a little on edge. Oh! Maybe Freddy would open his chest and let Luigi look at his mechanics and look at how he works! I bet Luigi would love to see. (Since they'd team up a lot, I wonder if they'd give themselves a little name? 🤔 Super Glamrocks? The Glamrock Brothers? The possibilities are funny haha)

I'm genuinely going to think about this all day, all the fun possibilities with my f/os (of all types) from Mario and Security Breach just hanging out. I partially feel like Mario would go nuts in fazerblast and would rule the game. Helpy would love to hang out with the Toads, especially Toadette as they both enjoy working and exploring. The Blob would feel at peace around the boos, shy guys, and dry bones and they'd all just sit together and hang out by being near each other. My lovely children from both worlds, Olive, Olivia, Glamrock BB and JJ, would get along amazingly and would pull so many smalls pranks and eat so much candy (thanks to two of the kids being waiters and having easy access to food). So many amazing possibilities and I'm going to think about it for hours.

Thank you so much Jestie, this helped me feel so much better about everything. I hope the day treats you well, and if it doesn't, me, King, and Moon will team up to make it better and murder kill beat up anyone who contributed to making it not good. The Queen of ghosts deserves a fantastic day and nothing less!! And I mean that, as a friend. You're such a kind, sweet person who deserves a really good cupcake and a cup of tea. Why don't you join me in the pillow castle of Marionette? Bring a plushie and a smile, we'd all love to have you ^^

[kyojurouzui]

Favorite FNAF animatronic from each game??

Omg hi moffy !! I wasn't up for this but I will do it now --

FNAF 1: Foxy

FNAF 2: Marionette

FNAF 3: I hate to be this guy but. Springtrap . Or the little phantom cupcake

FNAF 4: big fan of nightmare

FNAF: Sister location: this one is actually really hard bc i really like sister location. It's between ballora and ennard

FNAF: Pizzeria Simulator: I really like a lot of them. Lefty just looks cool, I like all of the salvaged animatronic designs, I'm one of the only people in the world who likes Mr. Hippo. But at the end of the day? Candy Cadet.

FNAF VR: I'm gonna be honest I've yet to watch a playthrough of this, but I think the glowy ones came from there? I like the green glowing foxy one.

FNAF: Security Breach: this is a tie btwn Sun/Moon and Rockstar Freddy. I love him dearly :')

[collectingsorrows444]

*Dances*

Okay, okay, so let me give you some or just information about my FNAF (Security Breach specifically) OC’s!

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Mx. Star:

Works in the daycare (why-)

She is more inspired by astrology (obviously ig)

Has the zodiac signs on her dress! They glow in the dark with the little stars on it

Their hair is puffy and soft and full of stars (inspired by when a star explodes and reforms, it’s honestly kinda pretty)

She has no mouth but can speak with her hands! (Sign Language) There are various types of sign language but she is very fluent in them

Plus, she kinda has speakers and a voice box

Carries two pockets that are strapped around her waist! One holds tarot cards and the other holds prizes and trinkets!

Did you know, Mx. Star has wings! They are designed to be like eldritch wings :0

Let’s say, she was intended to be more humanoid so more kids could come to the daycare *shrugs*

Side Note: Parental Figure for Solar (the next animatronic)

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Solar:

Basically based off the solar system!

Obviously is in the daycare (omg why again-)

She was originally a boy

Back then, she was intended to be child-like and to get along with the kids. She was paranoid and scared of everyone.

Mx. Star took Solar under their wing (pun intended? Probably)

But for real, Star made sure Solar was comfortable and safe

And then boom! Solar actually got her design changed a little!

Her voice box changed just like requested and so did her outfit :>

Her socks *coughs* has a really really light pastel version of the trans flag! I thought it would be cool to add that in :]

Solar is also security! Security just incase no one else can take care of a bad guy for they can be busy or overwhelmed

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Kitty:

Mmmm, cat animatronic but a security animatronic????

What’s up with me with security shit-

Kitty has an updated design but I didn’t care to actually draw it officially-

She has a little fish plush named Mr. Fish

Mr. Fish was given by a child before they left

So Kitty holds Mr. Fish dearly to her heart (chest? Gears?)

She takes most patrols during the day since her main job is to find missing or lost kids

Kitty also works in the Lost and Found! She helps bring back the lost items as well

She also is programmed to act like a cat sometimes so-

Kitty can have random tic’s or twitches (Tics or Tourette’s) and it doesn’t have to do anything with her code

She has a handler! You’ll learn about the handler later.

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Theo the Mechanic:

You can find this guy on tiktok!

My user is @ghoststarcookie (I think-)

He is the main mechanic, well, used to be

At the time, he was the only one who was in Parts & Services that was active and had different functions that weren’t as advanced as the others

He also has a hard time remembering time and his routine so that’s where is partner comes along!

Vi! Vi is a cat like animatronic just like Kitty but is actually an accurate cat

Vi interacts with Theo telling him to “Come on!” or “We have to go!” by meowing or Morse code

The two are so wholesome :>

Imagine Theo and Vi hanging out and kids surrounding them asking if they can pet Vi; Theo letting them and Vi happily taking in all of the love and affection?

I honestly need to redraw the two-

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The Handler…

Mx. Valdez!:

A human staff!

Woah!

They are a mechanic and they took over Parts & Services, teaching Theo some things since he was just told to do it with no explanation

Mx. Valdez is also Kitty’s Handler

They act as a therapist or a person who can comfort her

Mx. Valdez often checks in with the both of them (Theo and Kitty) since they are their favorite *coughs*

They wear round glasses, a navy blue coat with Kitty sewed onto the pocket as long with star designs on the sleeves and pants

Curly brown hair into bun (half bun? Wait- Hair down but the top is a bun! I am not an expert with names of hairstyles-)

Tanned skin :]

Really really supportive

They can be real funny! (Dark Humor lol)

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That’s it! Have an amazing night, afternoon and day! See you later lovely! - Dawn

[lady-dimitrescus-loving-wife]

Anyone Want To Role Play?

Last update: 10/22/21

Newest update: 12/20/21

Before I get started please excuse the grammatical errors I most likely made on this post.. I'm literally only human mate. If im missing anything or forgetting to add anything to this post I'll probably come back to it later. Anyway let's start.

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Just wanted to say that since I have not much of a life and I'm bored as hell that I wanna roleplay/rp. I would go back to actually writing but I don't have the drive that I used to so oh well. Only text me though if you're a literate roleplayer if not, don't even talk to me yo hehe. I only have one roleplay partner at the time (and I love them dearly they just get busy) (UPDATE: Now I have three other people I role play with, keep that in mind!)

ACCOUNTS WITHOUT AGES IN THEIR BIOS WILL BE BLOCKED!

Anyway I can do character x character but like.. I'm in the mood for some of oc x cc roleplays and by that I mean this:

I rp your favourite character and my oc and you do the same by rping my fav and your oc. For more of what I'm trying to say, since people get confused, is that if I wanted to rp The Arcana (which I hella am right now) You'd be my fav character or the character I want and your also rp your oc with that response you made with the character and I'd do vice versa.

Anyway some fandoms I feel like doing rn/or have done are:

The Arcana

Hazbin Hotel

Genshin Impact (Still new to the game but I'm down to play! I CALL KAEYA 👀)

Jujutsu Kaisan (Also still new to it, rewatching the first season! Gotta look into and understand the characters some more but Gojo and Geto are hot)

Beastars

Obey Me

Tokyo Revengers (AGED UP/TIME SKIPPED UNLESS YOURE LOOKING FOR AN 'INNOCENT' RP WHERE THEY TAKE PLACE IN MIDDLE SCHOOL! )

Demon Slayer

Hunter x Hunter

Castlevania (RECENTLY ADDED)

FNAF (Security Breach) (RECENTLY ADDED) (I call sun and moon ùwú)

Etc that I'll probably add here later.

...Honestly that's it rn.. I haven't been watching anime like I used to so while I wouldn't rp certain shows I'm just not interested in doing so atm. However if y'all want to suggest shows to me for me to watch and I like it, maybe we can rp those then but only if I like em. Same for if you have some Otome games you might wanna suggest to me since I'm more likely to play those than to sit down and watch anime these days..

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Anyway the characters I've done from the Arcana have been: Lucio, Julian, Vulgora, and Asra. So if any of those are your favourites then I can definitely rp them for you. It's been a while since I've played the game though so I'm going to start it all over so keep that in mind just in case I rp them a little ooc. Forgive me in advance.

From that fandom I want whoever I end up rping with to either rp: Julian, Nadia, Lucio, Valerius, or Valdemar. I'm REALLY craving Valdemar though so if you do a good job rping them PLEASE hit me up and marry me. 😍

Now for the characters I've done from Hazbin Hotel are: Husk, AngelDust, Charlie, Valentino and Alastor.

Who I would like would be: AngelDust, Sir Pentious, Vox, Valentino, or Alastor and from those choices I would LOVE Alastor or Vox. So hit me up especially if you can do Alastor.

For the other fandoms it'll be my FIRST time role playing any of them so please keep that in mind.

Now I wanted to say really quickly that I've been role playing for six or seven years, give or take, however as many of you know I haven't been writing stories like I used to since if it writers block and cause of shitty people on this app but whatever.. I'm using role playing to get back into (possibly) writing because not only have I not been writing on this account but accounts all over different platforms that belong to me also haven't been updated.. I miss writing but I hate people rushing me for stories and using me so yeah.

The point of me saying all this is to say I'm rusty so if you do decide to rp with me just now some replies may be a little iffy but we'll be okay either way lol.

The genre's of roleplays I do are mainly:

Angst

Smut

Gore

Psychological

Yandere & Trauma core - and by this I mean some really taboo things.I won't list it all here but if you have questions ask in my damn dms. Ex: kidnapping, non-con, etc etc!! There's more to it I want to add so if you have questions like I said just ask. And for the people currently punching air at this part, yandere and trauma core is like a coping mechanism, maybe not the best but at least no one's actively getting hurt. If you are a CONSENTING ADULT, much like I am, and you are down that's all that matters. No one here will demonize you babes.

Etc..

IF WE ROLE PLAY SMUT YOU HAVE TO TELL ME YOUR KINKS AND WHAT YOU ARE AND ARENT OK WITH ROLE PLAYING!! I'D HATE TO RP SOMETHING THAT CAUSES YOU OR I ISSUES OR PUT US IN AN UNCOMFORTABLE SITUATION!

EDIT - YOU NEED TO EITHER HAVE A PLOT BEFORE TEXTING ME OR HELP MY COME UP WITH ONE WHEN WE TEXT! IF YOU DONT THEN THATS IT.

When role playing with me as well tell me if you intend to be a long term rp partner or short term. It helps because there's nothing that makes me angrier than someone who says they'll stay only to ghost me. If you're that type of person then don't even text me. If you have a busy life just tell me when you have to leave to do something before just disappearing. I ask that because I have trauma so yeah..

When introducing your oc you can send me art or a bio or both. I like seeing other people's ocs and I like showing others mines. I'm bad at names so all of my ocs go by the same name but for the sake of this post, my oc for The Arcana name is Aradia and for Hazbin Hotel she's Adalia. (I use the name Adalia for both but like I said.. for the sake of the post..) In your bio you can put anything you see fit to tell me about the character just as long as I get some good info. I can also send a bio for you all if you ask.

IF you have plots you want to try out or tell me about then do so or we can make plots together.

I'm multi-para and novella so if you could be the same when role playing that would be nice. I'm thinking about making a side account for this Tumblr so that if we need to talk about personal things it won't be on the rp chats but other chats where we can talk about whatever it is as much as possible.

In the end I just want to role play and have fun doing so! If you're down for all this please hit me up. I literally habe nothing better to do.. Also sorry for all the typos again, I'm in a bit of a rush and I'm in a situation where I'm on a heavy ass tablet instead of my phone since my phone is broke and I'm too poor to get another one so yeah. I'll care more about fixing words and sentences in role plays since that's where all of it will matter.

EDIT: IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS DM ME. IM A SWITCH BUT I LIKE TO BOTTOM AND YES IM JUST POINTING THAT OUT RN FOR YOU GUYS. ILL ONLY TOP FOR YOUR FAV CHARACTER SO IF THATS WHAT YOU WANT MAKE SURE TO TELL ME IN CHAT.

Anyway bye guys! I'll be waiting to see if anyone wants to get started, if no one does well.. it was a good shot I guess lolol. People don't rp like they used to anymore so I understand. Hope everyone has a good morning/evening/night! 😙😙😙

[trollartistry]

Fleeting Reunion

Doing a drabble again! No art this time, but I might draw it later. I had the idea of ‘what if Nemi reunited with Classic Freddy as an adult?’ and wanted to do something with it.

Now, just an FYI, this drabble’s based on the idea that *somehow* and for *some* reason, the old classic animatronics were kept and used as parts or something for the new Glamrocks. Also dunno what year Security Breach canonly is in so I’m using our current year, 2021. So I’m really breaking canon here- oh well.

Story under the read more!

The first time Nemi discovered the old, beat down classics, he was shocked and thought he had been seeing things. Tucked deep in the pizzaplex was a parts and services room, and while he worked as a nightguard, on occasion he’d act as a mechanic. The man only had been looking for a basic piece to replace in Monty’s arm as it had broken mid golf swing, and it was an easy fix. But Nemi found more than just the part he needed- he found 4 familiar animatronics from the pizzeria he used to go to as a child; Foxy, Bonnie, Chica, and of course Freddy.

It plagued his mind, and it unnerved him every time he had to go into that room. They weren’t even that dismantled, if anything just.. broken. The foam and fabric on all of them torn, Chica’s hands were missing, Bonnie’s face was gone, and Foxy looked shredded up along his limbs and ear. Freddy was the only one that looked mostly decent, but the state he was in infuriated the nightguard. All of these beloved robots, just dumped in the back with no care in the world.

And then Nemi’s thoughts went from a simple, curious walk to a manic, inquisitive run. Were they the same four from that old pizzeria he attended on a weekly basis when he was a child? Why were they here? Could they still work if he powered them up? What would he even do once he turned them all on and they were the old ones he once knew? ...Would Freddy remember who he was, if Nemi was to power him up? 

Finally his willpower broke one night. He had to know. He would only power up Freddy, just to see what would happen. If it wasn’t the same Freddy as the one all those years ago, he’d just shut him back off and let his burning questions fizzle to forgotten ash. And if it was the same Freddy, well.. they could at least catch up.

He spent a good month or so sneaking in, fiddling with wires and parts to make sure the bot could turn on without much difficulty. Thankfully, it seemed any evidence of his tampering either went unnoticed, or wasn’t reported cuz no one ever stopped him. And finally, one night, he was done. All there was left to do was flick the switch and power Freddy up. Nemi took a breath in, muttered his hope, and flicked the switch.

Sparks sputtered and the whole frame of Freddy jolted as power ran through his circuits, causing Nemi to jump back. Inside there was whirring, old inner workings flowing with electricity. The man watched, unsure if his heart was racing with hope or anxiety as the bot’s eyes twitched a bit, before blinking, focusing in on the darkened room and the person before him.

Freddy sat up against the wall, ears tilting a little and he blinked once, twice. Nemi could tell he was confused immediately, the way his eyebrows furrowed and he shut his jaw in a pursed manner. There was silence, an uncomfortable silence and Nemi didn’t know what to say or do, Freddy was just sitting there..

As Nemi opened his mouth, Freddy blinked with some recognition and spoke, unsure, “..*D-Deadname*?”

It’s a name that hasn’t been used by friends or family in so many years, only used for legal manners. But hearing it makes Nemi choke on his words as his heart clenches with emotion. So it is the same Freddy, and he recognizes him even after all these years.

“..Y-yea, it’s me, Freddy.” Nemi said, coming back over to kneel down before the sitting bot, unable to help but grin at him. “I don’t- don’t go by that anymore b-but it’s me.”

Freddy’s silent as he looks the man over, obviously a bit frazzled seeing someone he last saw as a child now kneeling before him as a grown man. He then looks around the room, and sees all of the different parts, and his fellow animatronics. He’s quiet as he takes it all in, and even though he’s old and worn, Freddy was wise and knew what this entailed. They weren’t in use anymore and instead replaced.

“I uh.. go by Nemi now.” Nemi said, bringing the bot’s attention back to him. Freddy blinked, then softly hummed a little as he nodded, “Nemi.. it’s.. unique.”

“Heh.. yea, got it during highschool.” Nemi replied. It’s quiet again and Freddy’s once again looking around, and Nemi wiped his watery eyes before deciding to explain, “You uh.. You’re in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzaplex. The year’s 2021.. I guess you guys are being used as parts now.”

“2021?” Freddy asked, attention back on Nemi. The man nods and Freddy gives a quiet sigh, “..I’m amazed we’re still in solid pieces then. Or that I even work..” He looked down at himself.

“I uh.. had to fix you quite a bit actually just to get you to t-turn on..” Nemi said with a shrug. He’s looking over Freddy again, and now that the animatronic’s on and talking, it makes his withered state hurt Nemi all the more. Freddy doesn’t miss the first tears dripping down the man’s face and he tries to distract him from his emotions, “Hey.. at least my name’s still out there, right? Surely there’s another model of me still keeping an eye on you.” He smiled.

Nemi’s heart only hurts more than that. Glamrock Freddy was just as incredible as the classic, if not more, and sure, the man loves him dearly.. but he could hear his younger self weep in the back of his mind, ‘But that’s not MY Freddy!’ Nemi clenches his eyes shut at that, a sniffle escaping him, and Freddy quietly sighs before he opens his arms, the old joints creaking. “Shh.. come here, it’s okay.”

The guard, though grown, can’t help but immediately close the distance to hug the beloved animatronic, a sob escaping him. Freddy holds him close, and recalls the few times he did this to Nemi when he was a little girl. He begins to try and play the same tune he did back then, but realizes he no longer has his music box, only a soft clicking noise coming from the inner crank that was left installed to turn it. So instead, Freddy talks and hopes his voice offers that same comfort.

“I missed you.. It’s nice to see you grown up.” Freddy said softly, removing the security hat from Nemi’s head to stroke his hair soothingly. Nemi manages to whimper out that he missed the bot as well, along with an apology that makes Freddy hush him softly, “You have nothing to be sorry for, Nemi..”

The brunette pulls back a little, shaking his head as he tries to wipe those spilled tears, “I-I didn’t even get to say goodbye to you back then when I had to move.. A-And now, here you are, i-in the back of a damn mall collecting d-dust and in pieces-” He began, and a old paw cups his cheek.

“None of that is your fault.” Freddy said as he comforted the man, “What matters is you had a good life after your time with me. I knew I would eventually be taken down from the spotlight, either for good or for a new model to replace me.. it happens, Nemi.”

Nemi looks at the bot who gives him a warm smile, the same smile he would give him all those years ago. It calms some of those bubbling sorrows, but Nemi still can’t help but sniffle.

“It’s been, what.. 10 or so years? And you’ve changed so much.. we have time, why don’t you tell me what you’ve been up to? Just like old times.” Freddy offered, and Nemi nodded.

He told the bear about his father’s passing, the many years of moving before he ended up in his aunt and uncle’s care. How he discovered his own identity and realized he was a man, and graduated highschool by the skin of his teeth. Freddy listened to all of it, just like how he used to listen to Nemi as a child talk about his days back then. He then asked about the pizzaplex and how the man enjoyed working there, and Nemi in turn talked about the whole place and the Glamrock animatronics. Freddy’s amused at how Nemi talks about Glamrock Freddy- its that same admiration the man had for Freddy back then.. and something more, Freddy can tell. The conversation helped Nemi calm down and it was comforting to Freddy himself to know he was still loved by people, even if it was a completely different model. But a glance to his watch told Nemi he only had another hour or two before his shift was up. Before his time with Freddy, was up.

“..Y’know,” Nemi began after a silent moment of just being close to the bot, “I think- I think they’d get along fine with you and the others.. I could work on them too, get them up and running, and-”

“No.” Freddy shuts down the idea with a frown. It hurts to do so, but he knows his place. “I’ve had my time on the stage. We all have..”

The nightguard looks shocked at Freddy’s answer, and tries to change his mind, “F-Freddy c’mon, it’ll be fine! Maybe- Maybe HR would consider refurbishing you guys and you can be part of it all even-!” He said, voice cracking with desperation and Freddy cups the man’s face again, eyes sternly looking down at him.

“You and I both know that’s not how it would go, Nemi.” He said, “Even if we got along with the Glamrocks, it’d be trouble for all of us to be on again. You already risked your job just to get me back online, do you know how much trouble you’ll get into if you left me on?”

“I don’t care!” Nemi exclaimed, not caring just how childish he sounded, “Do you know how much I missed you when I had to leave?! And now here at my job I find your- your broken body just laying here and not know if it was really you and now that I put in all that work, it really IS you?! I-I can’t just- power you back down and forget about you after this, I-I wont! I love you too much to lose you again!!”

There’s a silence, and Nemi’s face grows red as he realizes what he said was selfish and childish of him, along with a confession for the old bot. Freddy’s surprised to hear it, but he then smiles, brushing back some of the brunette hair.

“I know. But you’ve never lost me nor forgot about me, have you? You got a job at a place with my name still in it, along with getting along with another me.” Freddy said warmly, “I know it’s hard.. but it’s for the best. If you kept me on, it would jeopardize everything and you could lose everything you have here.. including that Glamrock version of me.”

Nemi’s eyes widen, before looking away with sorrow at the thought of losing Glamrock Freddy. Freddy was right, but the thought of having to turn him back off had Nemi’s heart twisting in agony. “..B-but.. I can’t..” He whimpered, and Freddy pulled him back into the embrace.

“I know it’s hard.. but you have to.” Freddy murmured. “I’ll still be here, in more ways than one.”

Nemi nodded, fresh tears spilling as he let out another sob, “Can- can I hear your song, just one last time..?”

Freddy may of not had his music box, but he began to hum softly, letting the man hear that tune once more. They stayed there in the darkness of the room, Nemi quietly crying in Freddy’s arms as he listened, before sitting up as the last few notes were hummed. Nemi opened up the bot’s chest, reaching in to that power switch and looked up at Freddy, the two sharing one last gaze.

“G-Goodbye, Freddy..”

“Goodbye, Nemi.”

And with a flip of the switch, the sound of machinery powering down echoed in Nemi’s ears as he watched the life fade from Freddy’s eyes as he slumped against the wall, eyelids closing over. The man closed the chest plate, staring at the bot with a heavy heart before picking up his hat and getting up. He went to the door, pausing to take one glance back to the beloved bear, before exiting the room, the thud of the door closing behind him echoing down the hall.

A week later when he has to go in to that same room, he’s griefstricken to see the four bodies of the classic animatronics were gone for good and for the rest of that night, it’s spent sticking close to Glamrock Freddy as the new, shiny Glamrock model of his beloved childhood friend still brought the man comfort and happiness.

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Harley Quinn is Not A Good Role Model: Chapter 4

Rated T-M for language and graphic descriptions of violence

Pairing: Dr. Flug/Black Hat

Summary: Dr. Flug Slys is a successful psychiatrist working at one of the world’s most respected mental institutes for the criminally insane. But this new patient is unlike anything he’s ever encountered. Flug is determined to help him, nonetheless.

Black Hat has other ideas.

Note: All Black Hat POVs are in first person

Chapter 4: Naming Conventions

Before we continue, I suppose I should make a few matters quite clear.

First, I am not, as you humans say, beyond this world. My body is very much physical, for all of its horrific capabilities. I require sustenance as any other, although the frequency and form of it differs greatly from most current life on this miserable mass we call a planet. I also have the potential, hypothetically, to experience pain in its most basic, physical manner.

I have yet to encounter something able to do so.

Secondly, I have a biological drive, so to speak, in the same way all living creatures do. But unlike the pathetic urges felt by these creatures to survive and reproduce and further the existence of their species, mine is the unconditional opposite. I live to destroy, to halt the process of life and its advancement. These inclinations are most strongly felt during the potential removal of a soul – a being, if you will – from the corporeal world, but that does not mean I am unfulfilled in the more subtle eradications of the every day. Far from it; I relish the inconsequential inconveniences, the negligible nuisances, the eventual ends of equanimity that develop only from the consistent and repetitive breakdown of the emotional and mental states. One does not have to lose their head to, well, lose their head.

Third and last of all, I am not above admitting my faults. I will not deny to being prideful, or confident, or even arrogant. The accusations of those concepts mean nothing to me. But to be unwilling to recognize a mistake, or refuse to believe one can be made, is a dangerous and frankly foolish mindset. How does one expect to prove themselves the best, if they cannot seize their moments of weakness, however few, and use them as stepping stones to an even higher level of awareness and efficiency towards their claim? The thought baffles me.

That is not to say I allow my enemies or allies to recognize them, or admit to them there are indeed mistakes that I can make. Quite the contrary – one must always display a certain poise in the presence of others that does not betray any hint of fault, as failing to do so often leads to insubordination, mutiny, and challenge on all sides. A lapse in judgement is fine, so long as it is known to only yourself.

And so, of course, we reach my current predicament. I had one rare moment of weakness, and it was such an unfortunate occurrence as to happen in a situation where many significant details were at stake – the disruption of human lives, the destruction of human lives, and myself. Needless to say, my error cost me dearly, and I soon found myself captive at the hands of the detestable Inspector Marcus Daniels and his deplorable team from that blundering group known as Interpol. It was not my first time in incarceration, but it was the first instance in which I was actually treated as a more viable threat than most convicted individuals. Imagine my surprise and disbelief when I was finally released from my, transport, to find I had been dropped rather unceremoniously at a criminal mental hospital, of all things.

To say I was insulted would be an understatement.

Even more humiliating was the presence of who was supposedly my psychiatrist. A thin, clumsy, stuttering excuse of a human who hid his face under a paper bag and was so woefully unprepared for the task appointed to him. His boldness surprised me, near the end of our first meeting, but that was quelled easily with the threat of bodily harm. Humans are so breakable, really. I should have snapped his neck and been done with it.

But in the high brought on by my inclination, I forgot myself and my situation and erred yet again. I attempted to change the shape of my jaw, for easier access to wrap around the beautiful, beating veins of the throat and tear it open in the most visceral, painful way. But I was thwarted as soon as I tried.

That damned collar.

So here I was, confined in a high security room reserved for the most mentally unstable and unable to do anything about it. You could imagine my frustration, perhaps, in those first few hours after I was wrestled away from the pitiful doctor and left alone to do nothing but dwell on my newfound situation.

Of course, one does not create a means of escape without first knowing every variable, so I spent much of that isolation observing every inch of my outfit, my cell, and the door. I counted every buckle keeping me restrained – six – as well as every bolt covering the only way in and out – forty-five. No windows, no manipulated patchwork in the floor or wall or ceiling, and no immediately obvious form of liberation. Everything was a lovely shade of light blue, intended for its calming effects I’m sure. Even the blasted toilet seat was the same color. It too would be unhelpful to my predicament – nothing more than a basic hole in the ground with a foot pedal for flushing.

My mortification turned to fury rather quickly.

Unfortunately, the bloody padding was thick and smooth enough that my teeth – currently my only way of expressing my ability – could not puncture in any place I attempted. Ironically, it was not my physical strength but my…release of emotion that garnered attention.

I had admittedly overlooked the possibility of the presence of other inmates.

A few responded immediately to my outburst of anger, loud in their screaming and thumping. Whether they were declaring their presence, asserting their own dominance, or were simply emboldened by my actions I cannot say. Regardless, it was enough to startle me out of my emotions and instead pay attention to the direction and distance these sounds occurred in relation to my quarters. At least three voices, maybe more, all coming beyond the right side of the wall when I faced my cell door. Whereas I had stopped my actions quite suddenly, it took nearly five minutes for most of the others to calm themselves.

Fascinating.

Moderately satisfied with my conclusions – or as much as I could be in the present situation – I settled down on the raised cushioning that no doubt was meant to resemble a mattress. One side was raised in the imitation of a pillow, but no blanket or detachable items were available. It struck me as odd until I remembered a personal assassination of a high-ranking nobody in which I tied him with his own comforter and proceeded to suffocate him with his pillow.

Unlike the fools at Interpol or that idiot doctor, there was a semblance of competence here, at least.

My surprise the next morning was apparent even to the densest of people when I was visited by the same psychiatrist who had pressed my patience just the previous afternoon. He was not alone this time, obviously having learned his lesson; another man in a white coat arrived at his side, along with one of the guards who had so rudely assaulted my person. They stood shoulder to shoulder like a meager mimicry of force, and I could not help the expression of amusement from outweighing my irritation.

“Back again already, are we? I didn’t take you to be that imbecilic.” I took the time to incline myself against the far wall in the perception of laziness. Nonchalance is often greatly underestimated.

“Ah, I, I did say we have to w-work out a schedule while y-you’re here,” Dr. Slys resembled a skittish antelope, rather remarkably well. “Since yesterday, uh, since we d-didn’t get to finish our, your orientation, I thought it would b-be best to try again as soon as possible. I’ve, brought another psychiatrist if, if you’d be more comfortable with someone else.”

This particular individual puffed his chest up most pathetically at the declaration of his presence. “That’s right, Doctor, and I’m here to let you know that we won’t tolerate any breach of protocol or improper behavior from our patients.” He was reckless enough to glare at me. Fool.

In response to the feeble display at superiority I allowed myself a chuckle. “So it would seem. And what shall I call you?” He was considerably larger than Dr. Slys; at least six feet if I had accurately estimated the height of the security guard, to whom he rivalled in elevation. Nothing outstanding about his features, except perhaps the dainty silver watch along his wrist.

“I am Dr. Bautista, but you can address me as either sir or doctor.” The newest intrusion held up a clipboard in a parody of importance and clicked his pen most unprofessionally. “According to our records, you have no known history of substance abuse. Is that correct?”

His words had long stopped holding my attention, and I deemed the watch to be more significant. Not knowing the time and date can be so cumbersome. My gaze stayed fixed on the polished silver metal, waiting for the angle in which I could read it properly. The watch’s owner did not have the intelligence to realize this, as he cleared his throat in obvious frustration.

“I asked you a question, Patient 513.”

“So you did,” was my soft reply. Patient 513. How interesting, that they had already assigned me a number. No doubt an attempt to disassociate me from my former life. At yet another sound of aggravation, I flicked in the direction of the nuisance’s face. He had stepped closer, just past the human line of defense.

“Yes I did, and I expect you to answer it.” I studied the movements of his hands, waiting for the clock face to be visible. “And I also expect you to make eye contact in a conversation. Honestly, can you believe this?” The miscreant turned to his colleague, no doubt trying for sympathy.

He got none. Instead of catering to the ego of his fellow, Dr. Slys surprised the psychiatrist, and myself, when he looked directly at me and said very sincerely, “It’s 9:47 am, on a Wednesday.”

I had already written off Dr. Bautista as useless and of no interest to me. Yesterday, I thought I had come to the same conclusion about Dr. Slys. But now he tiptoed closer, and despite the limp I saw in his gate – my doing I was certain – he did not appear bothered by the decrease in our distance. He offered his gloved hands to me, palms up.

“That’s what y-you were wondering, wasn’t it? That’s why you were, um. You wanted t-to know the time.”

To see a human again who I had attacked less than a day before was unusual. To see him willing to visit me in my own territory, backup or no, was abnormal. For him to be observant enough to recognize what I wanted, and to give it to me without negotiation in his favor, well. It was rare to the point that I found I could not ignore it.

“If I say yes, Dr. Slys, what would that matter?” I could feel the edges of my mouth part fractionally, poised to expose my only current weapon. Regardless of subject, it was dangerous for anyone to feel they had power over me. Dangerous for me, of course, but even more so for them.

“Ah, well, I j-just thought, you might want to know, since you…” His goggles fluttered briefly in the direction of his colleague’s watch, but he did not reveal me. Smart creature. “Well, I know I like kn-knowing the date, and the t-time. It’s…easier. Everyday.”

“Is that so.” I could find no lie in his expression, despite the headwear. This was the second time he had been so earnestly truthful, and the second time it had caught my attention, for what reasons I could not say. I would have to be careful with this one.

At his eager nod, a good-natured smile stretched along my visage. “Well, Doctor, I suppose I should thank you. You may ask five questions, and I will answer them.” Both psychiatrists were visibly astonished by my change in attitude, and my smile spread further. Two could play this game of catching the other unawares.

Of course, the idiot Dr. Bautista attempted to open his mouth, but I stopped that behavior short with a hiss. “Dr. Slys may ask me five questions, and I will answer them.” He looked affronted, but had enough self-preservation to let his colleague take his place.

“Okay, um, okay.” He fretted with the serrated edges of his paper bag; a bizarre motion I had witnessed before. “I g-guess, we’ll start with what we asked earlier. Do you have any history of substance abuse, or currently using? Our records have no indications of anything.”

“No, I do not. Nasty, uncontrollable things.” I was not lying. Drugs of all forms – except alcohol, perhaps – were useful tools of destruction but entirely unpredictable in combination with my biology. One methamphetamine mixture could have no effect beyond an itch along my feet while another could leave me in the closest I’d ever experience to a seizure. There was no way of knowing which black market substances were pleasurable, painful, or nullified without personal experimentation, and I did not have enough interest in the subject to waste my time.

“Well that’s g-good,” Dr. Slys scribbled along with his fellow psychiatrist and looked me in the eye. “Next q-question. Are there any allergies we should be aware of? Food, medical, latex, etc.?”

“I have no such weaknesses, Doctor.” To even insinuate that human issue was insulting.

“Okay, um. Third question. Are there any actions you feel would be detrimental to your psyche? Some patients have a history of physical, emotional, or sexual abuse that can accidently be brought to memory in a, situation, such as restraining involving human contact or the sound of raised voices. We cannot comply with all requests, but if there is anything you think is noteworthy, we will take it in consideration. If you have a preference for the gender of your psychiatrist or physician, we can do that.”

“I do believe you offend me, Dr. Slys, to assume I am so easily triggered by petty things like those.” I had noticed that as my supposed doctor continued his query, he appeared more relaxed and confident in his posture. The stuttering had also vanished. Fascinating. “But to fully answer your question, I do not have many, requests. However, I must ask that your security keeps their hands to themselves. It was rather irritating yesterday.”

“Well, we can try our best to accommodate you, but I’m afraid that would depend on your behavior around others.” Dr. Slys moved on the weight of his heels and winced, clearly still injured. I offered him a cruel twist of lips. “Okay, so that’s about it for the preliminary. Now about your schedule, I was – we were thinking that the best option would be to start with a bi-weekly counseling session in your room, with me and possibly Dr. Bautista depending on…conduct. I would also suggest a three-hour period of recreational activity every day, and we can work out the activities at the beginning of each day. Perhaps after a full evaluation of mental and physical stability, we can include group therapy and/or outdoor privileges as well. Would you agree with this tentative schedule plan? Your first counseling session would be with me tomorrow at 11 am.”

I pretended to consider it, to assume as they did that I would be actually be imprisoned any longer than a week. “Yes, I suppose that is a plausible arrangement. How long would you estimate my sessions with you to last?” I tilted my head, amusement broadcasted freely.

“Roughly about an hour and a half, give or take.” To my surprise and admitted delight, he looked at me with narrow, calculating eyes and continued, “And I expect we’ll be having them for a long time, Mr. Black Hat. You shouldn’t underestimate our facility.”

I should have been incensed by his calling out of the real meaning of my question, but frankly I found it interesting. Here was a human who understood at least the basic rules of how I played. That he had willingly defied my orders the day before and was now matching my serve with a fair enough return was not as bothersome as I had earlier considered.

“Very well, Doctor. You may ask your final question.” I crossed my legs on the imitation mattress, nearly finished with our conversation, lovely as it was. But what he asked next caught me off guard.

“In your case file, it mentioned you had named flying as your favorite mode of transportation. Why is that?”

I could not help the bemused twitch of my eyebrows nor the brief, startled blink that passed my face. Dr. Slys waited patiently for me to recover, and the colleague at his side appeared just as rightly confused.

There was no gain or loss to be had by answering this, so I settled with a shrug and laid back, studying the unusual human. “Flying is statistically the safest method of travel.” He looked at me, and I looked at him. My mouth parted. “At least until it hits the ground.”

His gloved hands tightened on his clipboard in what I assumed was anxiety. Imagine my surprise when he let out a solitary laugh, not much more than a breach of air past his lips. It stopped just as suddenly as it started, and the doctor seemed shocked at his own action.

“Is something funny, Dr. Slys? I didn’t know humans could find a plane crash humorous.”

My psychiatrist was nervous now, and fretted yet again with that silly headwear, but still he responded despite the abrupt suspicion placed on his shoulders.

“I j-just thought it was a coincidence, a-a bit of a funny connection.”

“Oh? Do tell.”

Unfortunately, my doctor has already shown to be more observant than he looks, because he shut his mouth promptly – I could even hear the click of teeth – and returned to his notes in an attempt to protect himself. His colleague was not so perceptive, however, and gave up the doctor’s secret.

“Hey, doesn’t your name mean a plane wreck? Like in German or something?”

Dr. Slys squeaked most unbecomingly, but it was too late. As someone who prides myself on my knowledge of social etiquette and culture, I knew most languages thoroughly, and those of Indo-European roots were no exception.

“A flugzeugabsturz?” I gave my psychiatrist a lengthy once-over, considering him. “No, your last name is Slys. But you pronounced it as the English adoption. So how…?” As I calculated, Dr. Slys’ body language grew more nervous, apprehensive even. “Perhaps not German, then.” The answer came to me just as my doctor appeared ready to flee, and I smiled.

“Icelandic, I do believe.” My delight heightened at the stiffness setting in his legs. “Plane crash. Flugslys. Dr. Flug Slys.” I practically purred the word. “Do tell me, since you pronounce your last name so hideously, does your first name follow its Icelandic rule, or is it more barbaric? Floooog.” My psychiatrist shuffled backwards to the door. “Fl-ugh.”

That was it. That was how he introduced himself. I watched, twitching grin wrapping my face as Dr. Flug Slys grabbed his oblivious colleague and the forgotten guard and hauled them out. There is a lot of power in names, you see, and he seemed to know it as much as I did. The two doctors stood just outside my cell and whispered hushed nothings while I laughed longer and louder than I had since my capture.

“It truly is a pleasure, Flug Slys!” I raised my voice, standing and gliding to the center of the room. I could see the top half of brown paper through my window. “I look forward, to our first real session tomorrow. You are a fun one indeed, Dr. Flug.”

Every use of his name sent my psychiatrist into a flinch until he disappeared from my sight and I heard his retreating, feathery footsteps leave the hall. The mirth from the encounter left me in a much better mood than I had expected while confined here. Perhaps I would not be so short of entertainment.

Tomorrow couldn’t come fast enough, in my honest and humble opinion.

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Operation: Voltron

Part 5

Keith

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Keith had been knee deep in his files on Blue Lion when his brother knocked on the door. Usually, when interrupted in the middle of his thought process on this infuriating case, Keith would not be happy. He would have snapped at the person, no matter if they were a King from another country, or if they were his overprotective big brother. Keith wouldn’t have held back.

But his thoughts were already so jumbled up and ready to send Keith to the loony bin, that he actually appreciated the distraction. He swirled around in his chair, which might as well have been an extra body part from how long he was sitting there. In the doorway stood his obnoxiously muscular older brother.

Don’t get him wrong, Keith adored hs brother Shiro.

When he was eleven, and was first brought home to the Shirogane household, he had met Shiro for the first time. And it was like Shiro just became God in his eyes. To this day Keith couldn’t tell you the moment he stopped hating this family he loves so dearly now, to when he was suddenly practically worshipping the ground that Shiro walked upon.

It could have been when they first locked eyes. Or it could have been when Shiro bailed him out of school to get some ice cream a week later. Maybe when Shiro left for another tour overseas. Perhaps it was long before the first meeting though. 

When the Shirogane couple he calls Mom and Dad now first came to the orphanage, Keith was their first choice. They had talked to him maybe twice, told him about Shiro, when Keith had demanded to know why he wasn’t with them.

They gave him a letter, one he still has hidden in his house somewhere. 

It was a letter from Shiro, and it said, in summary, that Shiro wanted the choice of adoption to be up to his parents and not to Shiro. There were so many kind words crammed into a single sheet of notebook paper, that Keith had immediately ran to his room in the orphanage to hide it. 

So, yeah. Keith loves Shiro dearly. But the amount of hours in his day just spent working out or cleaning, especially after getting the new arm, was ridiculous. Sure, it looks good on him, and he wasn’t exactly the size of a mountain, but still. Chill dude.

“Shiro, what’s up?” Keith asked, eyeing his brother who simply stood leaning in his doorframe. They were in his office at the FBI headquarters, which was a fancy little area, small but cozy. Nice view, not too much furniture- just Keith’s style. Shiro smiled fondly down at him, and Keith knew it was a fond smile, because only one corner of his lips lifted.

“Just came to talk. Got a minute, or am I interrupting?” Shiro asked as he stepped off the frame and stepped inside, letting the door swing gently closed. It was glass, because there was a lot of glass walls and doors in this building. 

"Please." Keith said, rubbing his sore eyes. He needed a coffee, or five. "I'm begging you to kill me right now." Shiro only gave short scoff before dragging out a chair and taking a seat.

Keith watched with lidded eyes as his brother scanned the table piled up with Keith's most infamous case. It was separated into two halves. The first half of the pile, to Keith's right, was directly involving his criminal, named Blue Lion.

It wasn't very much, maybe three folders worth of actual information and two boxes full of origami lions made out of Blue paper. Hence the name. Each lion was about the size of a softball, and they were intricately designed.

Should you line each lion up from oldest to newest, you could physically see the skill get more and more perfected. But Shiro's already seen all of that. Even the folders of information, no matter that Keith could lose his job for it.

It was the second pile that was more interesting. Keith has pulled every case file he's done since becoming an FBI agent, and he's been steadily combing through them for any similarities. Like connections to each other and connections to Blue Lion. It was just a hunch he had.

Recently, someone Keith put in prison had recognized keith right off the bat. When questioned, the man had simply said ‘Blue was right about you.’ Refused to speak at all after that, no matter how long the interrogations went, or if Keith was or wasn’t in the room. The man had said nothing, not even to taunt the interrogators, which was a very common reaction from guys like him. So after that, it got Keith wondering just how many people he’s gone after who had connections to his number one case.

"What's all this?" Shiro asked. His eyebrow was raised and a curious glint in his eye sparked. Keith's always hated that glint in his brother's eyes, because most of the time it gets Keith into unwanted situations. Like a double date with twin girls. 

Keith is gay.

"These are all the cases that I've done since I joined the FBI. I'm looking for any correlations between my old cases and the Blue Lion case." Keith said. Goodness, even he could hear how exhausted he sounded.

Shiro looked back at Keith briefly, before he did that thing he does when he's hiding something or being nonchalant to get his way. It's hard to put a name to what it is, but Keith knows it by heart.

Because he taught Shiro how to hide things and lie to their parents.

Before Keith came along, Shiro was horrible at lying and keeping secrets from his family. And at first, Shiro was perfectly fine with that. Up until the moment when Keith got away with something Shiro never would have. The look of astonishment was priceless. After that Shiro shyly asked Keith to show him how to do it.

"What if I told you," Shiro started. He had gone as far as poking at the left pile to keep up a charade in front of Keith. It was useless. One, Shiro was too obvious when you knew what to look for. Two, Keith had been both a detective and an FBI agent for a while now. Kind of part of the job description to read people. "That I made some friends who could help you out in the Blue Lion case?" Shiro said, still thumbing the edges of a stack of files. It got Keith's interest at least, and Keith leaned forward. 

He was definitely awake now.

Shiro never tried to help anymore, Keith had been too irritable to let people help him on this case. Any other case? He loved to have someone else’s opinion. Not the Blue Lion case though. Keith felt it in his bones that he had to be the one to catch this guy, no one else. Maybe it was a pride thing, or maybe it was just him desperately wanting to prove himself to his old mentor. 

Or maybe it was both. 

He never wanted help with catching the Blue Lion, but at this point Keith would take anything. It's almost been three years since he was handed down the case from his mentor and boss. Three years working on this case all alone.

Three years of chasing smoke while his suspect avoided him like a pro.

"Listening..." Keith said, trailing off. If it meant finally being able to sleep at night without obsessing over this case, he would bend his pride and accept an offering of assistance.

It had been after his fourth closed case, which was a counterfeiting ring bust that ended with a boat load of bad guys in prison, when his mentor had approached Keith about the Blue Lion. It wasn't a secret that his friend, practically a God among mortals when it comes to closing cases, had been having no progress on this one single case.

Said he was tired of the case haunting him, and that it was his greatest regret on not being able to close it himself.

He had told Keith that he was stepping out of field work, and handing Blue Lion over to Keith. Keith had dutifully taken the mantle and spent the next week combing over the three pages worth of information. Which wasn't a lot, but by the end of the week Keith knew the details of the case back to front.

After about three months of chasing geese, his mentor had given Keith a new case, putting Blue Lion on the back burner. Anyone sane in his profession would have deemed it a lost cause. But Keith was too invested.

Why?

Because his mentor, friend, and boss deserved to see the case closed by someone he trusted to take over it. Over the three years working this case, Keith has nailed down every potential lead. There were maybe three people he put in lock up who had suspected ties to the Blue Lion, but interrogation offered nothing more than sarcasm and snark. 

Either these men were extremely loyal to Blue Lion, or they were terrified of him. 

Keith was almost afraid to find out which one it was.

“You remember how I told you about the new job offer, the one I agreed to take on?” Shiro asked. He had finally stopped messing with the files to try and look casual, now leaning his side against the table from where he sat, his chin propped up on his hand.

Keith nodded but didn’t reply.

“So far we, Allura and I, have recruited two more people to be on the team.” Shiro said after he realized Keith wasn’t going to reply with his words, as per typical of Keith. 

Allura. Keith remembers her. 

A white haired bombshell with more power in her pinky finger than the past four presidents combined. Shiro introduced the two of them at lunch one day maybe a week ago. And with how those two interacted, one would think they were already married for a decade. 

The sexual tension was disgusting.

“One them specifically, is a computer genius who used to work for NASA, and also well versed in hacking and breaching high level security databases.” Shiro said. Keith pretended he didn’t hear that, but didn’t interrupt Shiro. “She’s a bit younger, but she’s good. Remember Matt? From the space launch?” Shiro asked.

Matt? Keith vaguely remembers him. They never met face to face, but they did say hello one time when Shiro was doing a video call. Matt was one of the scientists who accompanied Shiro to space, and were also taken prisoner by the same terrorist group Shiro escaped from. He nodded to Shiro’s question anyways. 

“Katie, or Pidge as she prefers, Matt’s little sister, is the NASA scientist I’m talking about.” Shiro continued. “She can be a really big asset when going after Blue Lion, look at things you might have never even thought about thinking about.”

Keith pushed his tongue into his left cheek as he thought, considering this new turn of events. Then a thought hit him that had his eyes narrowing suspiciously at his brother. “And what? You’re just gonna give her to me like some sort human pet to use as I desire regarding the case?” 

Shiro cringed, his nose scrunching and bunching the scar on his nose up as he did so. “When you say it like that it sounds like I’m pimping her out or something.” Keith quirked his lips a little at that, because that was what he was going for in the first place.

“So what do you want in return for her helping me?” Keith asked, not beating around the bush and going straight into it.

Shiro sighed as if he held the world on his shoulder, which wasn’t too far from how Shiro carried himself. He was always the first to volunteer when someone needed to unload their own burdens. He was an extremely empathetic person, feeling someone else’s pain as if it were his own. And though it wasn’t the best of things to be when in the war zone, Shiro never let it hold him back.

It was one of the many things that Keith admired about Shiro.

“I can’t just help my baby brother?” Shiro said, his voice raising a notch in a classic tell for lying. Keith raised an eyebrow at Shiro, who caved in far too soon for someone who could survive a year in Zarkon’s captivity and escape.

“Okay fine. I want you to consider joining Allura’s task force with me. You know? We could bond and watch each other’s backs and all that. I think it would be fun.” Shiro finished weakly with a shrug. Keith rolled his eyes, but caved as well at Shiro’s puppy eyes.

“I’ll think about it. When do I meet this Pidge?” He asked. A new, and very unfamiliar voice sounded behind him, making Keith spin around, his hand already placed on his gun just in case.

“How about right now?” Said a short female with choppy cropped strawberry blonde hair and thick rimmed glasses. She was dressed in a pair of shorts, which barely peaked out from her lime green hoodie, zipped halfway up her body. Her brown eyes were sharp, even sharper than Allura’s were when they met. Speaking of the white haired bombshell, she appeared in his doorway behind the short female, as well as a very large man with a headband. 

“I’m Pidge, and this is my friend Hunk. We’re on the task force with your brother Shiro.” Pidge said, pushing up her glasses with a jacket covered hand. She looked kind of childish right then. “Shall we start then?”

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I shall RISE at DAWN to wage the WAR for the PLANET OF THE APES!!

First off I’ma start by admitting that these films are completely and utterly out of my usual choice of entertainment .... (Hence why it has taken me 6 years to actually watch them! Yes - that’s right I only watched them ALL for the very first time this week!) .... and boy have I been missing out!! 

The hype around the latest release in this incredible series (WAR FOR THE PLANET OF THE APES (2017) roused my interest and by chance I came across a marathon of the previous two films (RISE (2011) and DAWN (2014) ) and thought “Why not?” ... I honestly think it took all of the first 15 minutes of RISE for baby chimpanzee Caesar to completely steal my heart! I was instantly cooing and in love with this adorable little cutie. I was immediately hooked and couldn’t wait to continue the rest of the series to follow the unfolding of Caesar’s beautiful story.

How would I describe this franchise in three words? MIND-BLOWING , HEARTWARMING and beautifully TOUCHING! (Ok, ok it’s more than three- but even these don’t really do it justice!)

Now’s where I leave my “SPOILERS AHEAD” warning as I proceed dissect the franchise. So please - if you haven’t watched these films - don’t ruin their genius for yourself - go and watch them PRONTO!! ... You’re welcome.

Of course, Caesar (my personal ‘monkey of the movie’ in RISE) is no ordinary Chimpanzee. Scientist, Will (James Franco), is experimenting with a cure for Alzheimers to help his father, which they’re testing on chimps (one part of the movie which is 100% against my personal ethics! I am an animal lover through and through and can’t stand lab-held animals, zoos, or circuses!) ... one of their test subjects, Bright Eyes, starts going a little crazy and beserk which leads to her ultimate demise, and while clearing out the lab - having had their funding suspended - they discover it wasn’t the drugs that had made her vicious, but she was protecting her new born baby (Caesar).  Will takes the cute baby chimp in to raise it himself, and steals some of the drugs to test on his Alzheimer suffering father. It’s promptly discerned that the ALZ-112 drug was passed on from Bright Eyes to Caesar as he shows signs of hyper-intelligence from just a few days of age.  For five years they live a happy life together as Caesar continues to grow into a strong, healthy, intelligent ape with the loving care of Will and his Ill father. (The drugs worked to help his father get better, but only temporarily before the deterioration continued at a rapid rate)

While trying to protect his deteriorating owner, Caesar get’s a little violent, and is taken to be locked up until court orders deem him safe to return. This is a major turning point for Caesar - as it is the first time he comes face to face with the fact that not all humans are good - and the ‘mistrust’ seed is initially planted.

Caesar at first struggles to fit in with the other apes. He misses his home. There is a heart-wrenching scene in his lock-up where he finds a piece of chalk and draws the attic window from Will’s house on his cell-wall. Queue my tears. Ahw. He’s adorable! Rocket (another Chimp), the strongest ape in the lock up, fights for dominance but Caesar soon makes friends with ex-circus Orangutan, Maurice, who is also able to communicate by sign-language. (Which Caesar had learned from Will). The longer Caesar is left in lock up the more his mis-trust grows and he realises - HE IS APE - he doesn’t feel that he belongs with the humans - he uses his smarts to assert his dominance over Rocket - break out of his lock up and steal the ALZ-113 (new development of ALZ-112) from Will’s house, to smarten up his new found friends and lead the revolution! The apes overthrow the lock-up security and lead a rampage of destruction on the golden gate bridge.

The apes find their refuge, and place to build their home in a beautiful forest / wild-park near the bridge, and when Will asks Caesar to come home , the two part tearfully as Caesar tells him CAESAR IS HOME. Ugly crying again. Whoops.

This is only the beginning and things get even better in the second instalment (and my favourite) of the series (DAWN). [Side note: I’m actually kinda glad I could just binge them all now and not have to wait for 3 years to continue the story!). My personal ‘monkey of the movie’ for ‘Dawn’ has to go to Koba, a bonobo , yes he is the evil villain, but he is fantastically written, and has some incredible scenes in this film. More on that in a sec.

Dawn takes place 10 years after the end of RISE, and by now the chimps have built their own beautiful colony in their forest, Caesar is leading the Ape community with pride along side his family of his wife, Cornelia, and son, Blue Eyes (I love how this has a connection to his mother, Bright Eyes).The ape colony also contains the symbol of Caesars ‘attic window’ etched into surrounding rocks in various places, which I think is a beautiful and heart-warming tie-in to RISE.  It comes to light the the release of the ‘ALZ’ drugs during the fight have affected the human population adversely and many have died - up till now the survivors and apes have been getting along peacefully, but it’s ruined by a breach of trust which starts when humans venture into the ‘Apes’ home territory and shoot at Rocket’s son, Ash. Caesar has experienced the ‘goodness’ of humans, and does not want to risk his Apes in a war against the human race, Rocket, Maurice and most of the others stand loyally by their leader,  Koba however , having spent his life being poked and prodded in laboratories, cannot bring himself to let go of his hatred and distrust for humans. He goes a bit rogue, and in one of the most entertaining film scenes ever, tricks two dumb humans by some silly entertaining antics, before ultimately killing them and stealing their guns.

In the meantime, Caesar and one of the ‘good’ humans, Malcolm have come to an arrangement to benefit both the humans and the apes , and they achieve their desired goals, the humans getting their electricity fixed and Caesar’s sick wife (having just given birth to a second son) getting the medical attention she needs to get better. As the peace is aheived, Koba arrives, silently carrying his stolen weapon, and shoots Caesar (from afar) to raise distrust of humans within the tribe and Ceasar ‘dead’ the apes now start following Koba into war against the humans! Koba locks up Caesar’s faithful follwers (Rocket, Maurice and Luca) and Blue Eyes starts to realise Koba is not to be trusted, who also kills his best friend, Ash who refused to kill a human.

Malcolm and his family find the badly wounded Caesar still alive and take him to his original ‘home’ - Will’s house, with the attic window - to help him heal up. While stealing Medical supplies to help Caesar, Malcom runs into Blue-Eyes and tells him his father is alive. Blue-Eyes goes to see his father, and Caesar tells him it was not humans, but Koba who shot him. They devise a plan to save the locked up Rocket and Maurice and ultimately kill of the evil Koba ... but sadly, the war is just beginning.

This brings us to WAR, and another time jump (I can’t remember if it specified exactly how big the time jump was, and although Caesar’s youngest doesn’t seem to be too much bigger, Caesar himself appears to be getting on in years). The war is still raging on and it’s sad to see the hurt, loss and destruction. Caesar’s little family is adorable as ever! and he continues to try to lead the Apes with minimum violence against the relentless human troops. Rocket and Blue-Eyes return to give news of having found a new safe haven for the apes to relocate their ‘colony’ - they begin preparations to leave - but Caesar feels it’s bit soon - that night ends in utter tragedy - as due to a betrayal, soldiers infiltrate the Ape’s territory and a major , although completely unnecessary cause of more ugly crying, Caesar’s wife, Cornelia and Blue-Eyes are killed. ( Yes, I’m a basket-case, don’t judge me. Humans are awful!! #teamape ).

 Caesar’s hatred now sets in as he sends his colony off to safety and proceeds on his mission of revenge against the Colonel (played by Woody Harrelson, who I have to say, I really admire as an actor, even if I hate his character in the movie).  This leads into one of the most touching scenes in the movie where Rocket, Luca and Maurice follow him and refuse to let him go it alone. Luca’s role: to protect Caesar, and keep him alive, Rocket, because he knows what it’s like to lose a son, and Maurice to make sure that Caesar returns to lead his colony. This little display of animal’s loyalty just touches my heart to much, it’s a quality I so dearly admire and really wish humans were better at it. It had me tearing up (again) with pride and awe. #SQUADGOALS

They discover a mute girl, who Maurice decides to ‘adopt’ as his own (good old, sweet heart Maurice) and later come across a hermit chimp, who used to live in the zoo, and due to his dealing with humans, calls himself ‘Bad Ape’ ... how cute and sad it that? He’s seriously so ugly looking, yet adorable at the same time.

They soon discover the ‘border’ where the soldier have captured the ape colony and are using them to work without food and water. Caesar is capture, and Luca dies in a rescue attempt. (so much death!) ... The colonel and Caesar have words, and it is brought to light that the Colonel fears the disease which is slowly making human intelligence regress, and thus the spread of ‘mute’ people, as they no long have full capacity of brain functionality. He (colonel) had killed his own son due to this.

The little mute girl, Nova, gives Caesar some food and water while he is captured, and to save her from being caught, Rocket comes to the rescue and allows himself to be captured as a diversion. Rocket was my personal ‘monkey of the movie’ in this third and final instalment of the series. His loyalty, strength and good heart are overwhelmingly touching! Together him and Caesar along with external help of ‘Bad Ape’ and ‘Maurice’ devise a plan to break the apes out.

A war begins, as other troops come to kill the Colonel (because of his willingness to kill sick humans)... but turns out he himself got the disease, Caesar doesn’t go through with killing him, seeing he can’t speak, but leaves the gun for the Colonel to kill himself. 

After an intense escape, surviving being shot by an arrow and a massive avalanche , Caesar leads his tribe to their new home, and dies a peaceful death alongside his close friend and advisor, Maurice. . . and damn, them tears are back again.

THANK YOU to the INCREDIBLE Team(S) who put these MINDBLOWINGLY BRILLIANT films together!! I’m sad they’re over but I’ve enjoyed every moment. The character development was OUTSTANDING! And I loved the realism of CAESARS heroic story - the hero can’t always survive! 

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