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Michael Afton let his FNAF trauma slip again…
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#michael afton#mike schmidt#ballora#fnaf#fnaf movie#sister location#fnaf fanart#five nights at freddy's#I’m so sorry to Michael Afton once again#my boy just misses his mom#TBH he must have mixed feelings on Ballora#similar to with baby Fredbear and spring Bonnie#it just reminds him too much of his mother despite her not being his mom#Ballora is just based off her from what we know#Mike can actually sympathize here though he also misses his mom#Mikes just get mommy issues it comes with the title#Ballora at least is also sympathetic to this#love you dearly Ballora 🩵 really wanted to draw her again
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As much as I love the idea of Will wearing Lee's flannel after his death, I much more prefer a scenario where he was constantly trying to steal it when Lee wasn't looking. Lee got fed up with this gremlin child (affectionate) trying to steal his clothes (he knows that he should toss it out, burn it, but he can't bring himself to do it; it holds way too many memories) so he gets a green flannel and embroiders it with little sun symbols.
He hides it in one of the secret rooms in the infirmary, because he can't have any of his siblings – or worse, a spy – stumble across it in his cabin. He leaves it here and makes a promise to give it to Will on his birthday.
Over a year later, Will tries to find a place to hide – no one should see their head counselor and head medic cry. He finds this room and remembers the talks about it and how it was one of Lee and Luke's secret hideouts. He wants to leave; he doesn't need another memory of what it was and what it could've been. But his gut tells him to enter and he finds a neatly packaged box.
There's a green flannel and a note:
For my little brother, Will
— Lee
P.S. stop stealing my clothes!
He never takes it off.
#i actually wailed when i thought of this#i NEED to write a fic about this#my gremlin will and tired mom lee propaganda!#michael is there ready to start a fire for lee tor burn his flannel#lee fletcher#will solace#cabin 7#apollo cabin#pjo#percy jackson and the olympians#hoo#heroes of olympus#< just in case#ghosty has something to say
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yeah so this was insane
#i feel like too many people reduce this interaction to jason being like ‘lol same’#but idk :/#this chapter is from jason’s pov#and leading up to it he’s like ‘people keep walking on eggshells around me bc of the the michael varus stab wound’#and he hates it so when he goes on deck to help out with the storm#everyone’s like wtf except for percy#and jason states how much he appreciated percy not treating him like a sick kid#and i feel like it’s echoed in this sentiment where jason could say so many things like#‘you should never feel that way’ ‘im here if you need anything’#but he doesn’t make percy feel alone in his desire to just…. end it all#which ik for some people that doesn’t work but you’re not a character in hoo and percy is dealing with so much guilt#and he can’t tell annabeth bc she’s a main aspect of that guilt#and he doesn’t wanna guilt her more and he feels ashamed and when he describes this he feels weird for feeling it#so having jason this tough guy be like ‘yo i understand it bc i felt the same way#that’s gotta mean a lot to percy#also insane how jason who also struggles to display vulnerability#allows it in one of few times in this moment just so percy this guy he’s supposed to be jealous about#feels comforted and not alone in his guilt and shame#and also it’s just insane how jason’s wanting to kay em ess does not get talked about AT ALL#and just seeing his mom and the pressure of new rome getting to him#like this scene is insane and i’ll never shut up about it#also ignore me i’m just finishing my reread of hoo that took all summer#jason grace#percy jackson#pjo#ashla.txt
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THANK YOU, Tim Burton, for bringing my favorite in-laws back together. (unmute)
If you watch closely, you can see Winona Ryder trying not to crack up.
#Beetlejuice Beetlejuice#Beetlejuice the animated series#Beetlejuice cartoon#Beetlejuice 2#Beetlejuice sequel#Beej and Delia#son-in-law from hell#lydia deetz#delia deetz#charles deetz#Beetlejuice#Mom. Dad. I just want you two to know you're welcome at our house anytime ya wanna come over#Michael Keaton#Winona Ryder#Catherine O'Hara#Jeffrey Jones#Tim Burton
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You're a creature of the night, Michael!
#the lost boys#lost boys 1987#michael emerson#sam emerson#i wanted this to look like an 80s poster or print if that makes sense#lost boys fanart#this scene was my favorite when they were fighting during the phone call to the mom it was so chaotic#they also actually acted like siblings??#idk my little sister is obsessed with this film right now and it's pretty fun and wacky#art#illustration#digital art#fanart#artists on tumblr#clip studio paint#csp
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hi i made them emo. yeah its irreversible sorry
#still cant draw im stealing my moms laptop and mspaint for now 😓😓#faith the unholy trinity#faith game#gary miller#john ward#amy martin#michael davies#zoup art
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Goths in their natural climate. The world is healing.
#south park#sp fanart#my art#sp goth kids#pete thelman#michael south park#firkle sp#henrietta biggle#i took creative liberties w/ petes mom cuz we never saw her
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happy pride month. i did not make this up for th ememe
#knight rider#kr#michael knight#kitt#art#doodles#comic#gay#knight rider fanart#mk2000#this has happened in at least.... 2 or 3 episodes i think#that's kinda gay michael#kitt was either going to say he's not an infant or something about how that's a word he only hears directed at attractive women#and michael is not. going to deal with one of those answers. doesn't even wanna know which he was going to ask#im going downtown tonight if i die and this was the last post on my blog it would be so so so so so funny#anyway my mom and my aunt both follow my instagram and watched knight rider in the 80s. so. i embrace whatever happens ;;#im still thinking about ''why dont You ever get me flowers'' or however that line went.#likE YEAH MICHAEL YOUR CAR HAS SAVED YOUR LIFE *NUMEROUS* TIMES. GET HIM SOME FLOWERS.#SCREAMS. why is this show so fruity i feel insane#gio if you see this when you build your kitt you need to take him to pride parades with little rainbow flags stuck off the windows#FLAG is only one letter away from F-
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And guilty I may be But don't give up on me In the wake of the Odyssey We will still be thick as thieves You and me, still thick as thieves
#desperate creatures#lyrics pulled from one of the many songs I associate with them via my four hour+ playlist. shinedown my beloved#also as usual I used this art as a reward for getting actual Responsibilities™ done#“spent an hour on Important Owed Art! time for some gay old men :)”#showed my mom and she doesn't know a thing about this show other than what I've splurged about... but she wants it on a shirt LOL#actually I'd really like some kind of print with it too. with the gold foil parts all shiny or holographic somehow? might look into it#good omens#good omens fanart#aziraphale x crowley#aziracrow#david tennant#ineffable spouses#michael sheen#screentone#angel wings#winged humanoid#feathered wings#PS I used a chain brush for aziraphale's robes#like heaven's bonds he's currently latched to
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Imagine getting adopted after your parents were brutally murdered through circumstances that were seemingly your fault, being told that it was so you could serve as both an experiment (for your foster father to prove humans could follow Vulcan teachings) and a tool (for your foster brother’s development), seemingly failing both of them, then later being told by your foster mother who you thought you had a healthy relationship with that the reason you were given as much love and affection as you were when you were a child was because it had to be denied to the child she really wanted to give it to, her real child. Oh and that she thought you were the reason your family was falling apart. Michael is a better person than me because I would’ve said fuck everyone and taken a nap.
#michael burnham#that was so foul#finally found the right way to phrase why it bothered me so much even though this was long-winded#cannot believe this was ‘resolved’ with an ‘I’m proud of you’ and ‘thanks for everything’#listen Amanda is not a bad mom per se but she knows how to make her worse moments leave a lasting impact unfortunately#Michael ‘no one will ever love me if I fail’ Burnham#didn’t have to crawl her way out of deep self-loathing and lack of self-esteem out of nowhere#there was a reason why it’s unclear if she was even adopted in the first place#and she’s on first name basis with her adoptive/foster parents on occasion#star trek discovery
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What’s the band called? // credits: @indie_alternative_emo_boy on instagram
#pop punk#emo#midwest emo#midwest emo memes#pop punk memes#emo memes#foxing#modern baseball#the front bottoms#hot mulligan#tigers jaw#sorority noise#joyce manor#mom jeans#prince daddy and the hyena#sincere engineer#jeff rosenstock#free throw#michael cera palin#remo drive#graduating life#slaughter beach dog#the hotelier#pet symmetry#tiny moving parts#balance and composure#citizen#mat kerekes
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can you make a fic of teenage teddy and (beekeeping age) carm?? like how their relationship would be and his reaction to her growing up so fast 😭
beekeeping age plzzzz lmao. he would be dilflicious and you all know he would!!! no real tw besides teenage teddy, underage drinking, and mentions to mikey???
"Cousin," Richie's voice was eerily calm on the other line. Carmen's eyes sprung open, sitting up in the bed, the grogginess from sleep was gone. "Don't freak out."
"What's goin' on? What happened?" Carmen didn't listen to Richie's advice, snatching the clock to see the time- three-twenty-two am.
"I said don't freak out, alright?" Richie tried again, the tone he used when he was about to tell Carmen something that would make him go nuclear.
"Don't fuck with me right now. What's goin' on?" Carmen's heart was hammering, shimmying on his sweat pants.
"Carm," You muttered, groggy and rasping through sleep. "What's wrong?"
"Go to sleep, baby. I got it." Carmen muttered, pressing a kiss to your head, hand stroking down your cheeks, the impressions of your pillow pressed into your still warm skin.
"Richie, I'm not fuckin' around anymore, ok? What's goin' on?" Carmen hissed, shutting the door softly, padding down the dark hall.
"Carmen, I want to remind you that we have all been teenagers before. Very young, very stupid." Richie hummed.
Carmen's spine went rigid, icy fear shooting through his nervous system. His eyes flickered up the stairs. Teddy.
"Where are you?" Carmen snatched his keys and coat, patting the pocket to make sure his Spirits were in there- he deserved one, he could already tell.
"I'm at my house, but listen- it's not bad, ok?" Richie tried again, his voice raising a little higher to emphasize over Carmen's ramblings.
"What did she do? Is she ok?" Carmen snapped, slamming the car door shut and tearing out of the garage like a lunatic, pulling onto the unusually calm Chicago streets, tearing towards Richie's house.
Carmen was buzzing- maybe with rage, maybe with fear, maybe both. The fifteen year old had managed to sneak out, going to some party with Eva, who was a sophomore at UIC now. The two had always been close, and now that Eva was in college, they were even closer. How Teddy managed to talk her cousin into bringing her to a college party, no one was sure. The campus police busted it up and found Teddy there, making her call her parent to come get her. Carmen tried to ignore the sinking in his chest that Teddy had called Richie over him.
Teddy looked entirely too old sitting on Richie's couch, in a sweatshirt that clearly covered up whatever she was wearing.
"Go." Carmen gave a sharp jerk of his head, pushing the front door open. "Go to the car."
"Dad, I-"
"-Now, Dorothea." Carmen snapped, tracking her with furious eyes while she stomped out the door.
Richie waited until the car door shut to snicker. "That kid," He pointed towards Carmen's car. "Fuckin' Mikey reincarnated, cousin."
"Don't." Carmen shook his head. "Don't fuckin' say that."
"Cousin, hey, woah. I meant that as a compliment, what's the matter with you?" Richie held his hands up in defense.
"A compliment? Mikey was a fuckin' drug addict and blew his brains out-"
"-Carmen, hold up." Richie cut him off, wide eyes that steadied Carmen's shaking nerves. "You... You fuckin' know I would never... Carm." Richie sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. "Mikey wasn't always a junkie or-or addicted to that shit, ok? I know you fuckin' know that."
Carmen could feel his heart drop, the lump growing thicker and thicker in his throat. It had been years now since Mikey's death, but there were still times it would hit Carmen. Crashing, furious waves that had his chest tightening at the thought.
"Teddy... she's a fuckin' funny kid, alright? That's all I meant. She reminds me of Mikey when we were in high school. Doin' stupid shit and havin' fun. She's a kid, and she's a good kid. Better than Mikey, actually, she's got a better head on her shoulder." Richie said. Carmen didn't move, just let him talk.
"It's not a bad thing to say she's like Mikey. She's a good kid and so was he. He... I mean, he fucked up bad and got all fucked up, but... he was always still good."
"Yeah," Carmen croaked, wiping his nose to hide his emotions. He could see Teddy in the passenger seat, head pressed against the window, scrolling 'sneakily' through her phone (the glare gave her away).
"She didn't snitch on Eva, you know that?" Richie snorted lightly. "Cops asked her who she was with, and she said she was just walkin' by and saw it."
Carmen rolled his eyes. Richie grinned. "That's some Mikey shit right there, don't even say it's not."
"It is." Carmen nodded. "Thanks f'pickin' her up."
"C'mon," Richie shook his head. "Go easy on her, Carm. She's a kid."
Carmen waved him off, hands balled in his jacket when he got in the car. Teddy glanced at him carefully, while Carmen backed out of the drive.
They both didn't say anything, Richie's words ringing around his head. "You hungry?" Carmen muttered.
"What?" Teddy squeaked, a little surprised at his calm demeanor.
"You hungry?" Carmen asked, looking over at her. She wasn't the little toddler that used to clamber around The Bear in plastic heels. No, she was growing up. Older now, looking more like you every single day.
"Yeah." Teddy muttered.
Carmen turned into a diner, a twenty-four-seven one he'd taken you when the two of you were younger. Way younger, before kids, before you ever really even knew each other- when your relationship was new and exciting.
It was dingier now, still smelled like old grease and batter. The coffee was still burnt when it was poured into his cup. Teddy still ordered chocolate chip pancakes which made Carmen's heart swell.
"Hey," Carmen muttered, catching a reflection of his own eyes staring back at him, on a face that looked so much like yours. "I, uh, I want you to know if you ever... If you're ever in a situation like that again, you know you can call me or mom."
Teddy blinked back at him, careful and waiting. "We're not... I mean, we're not gonna be mad if you ever need us, ok? You can always call me if you need to- you should always call me if you need to."
Teddy nodded slowly, twirling her straw around her glass. "So... you're not mad?" She asked hesitantly.
Carmen snorted lightly. "I'm not thrilled, but I'm not mad." He said. "I'm glad you're ok."
Teddy nodded again, lips twisting in thought- just like you did. "So does that mean I'm not in trouble?"
Carmen smirked. "What do you think, kid?" He snorted, shaking his head. Teddy's face fell slightly, face falling in a sullen pout but she nodded anyways.
Carmen made sure Teddy was in her bed when they got home, tucking her in with a kiss to her head, like he always did when she was little. You felt the bed dip, turning towards Carmen's warm chest, his arms finding your waist easily. He smelled faintly like cigarette smoke, stale grease.
"What was wrong with the restaurant?" You muttered, eyes still closed, face burying against his chest.
Carmen would let you think it was the restaurant, at least until the morning. No reason to worry you when Teddy was back home safe. "I got it handled, baby. Go back to bed." His hand slid down your hair, your body melting into his easily.
Carmen lied awake, holding you against his chest, thinking back to Mikey. The good times with Mikey, when he was loud and fun and carefree, always messing with Carmen and just fun. Thinking back to the Mikey he was before. He missed his brother, he did, but Richie was right- Teddy had so many similarities to him, all the good ones. The thought made Carmen comforted, that he still had a part of his brother's spirit still here with him, little reminders of Mikey in his daughter.
#thebearer#carmen berzatto#bearblahs#carmen berzatto x reader#dad!carmen berzatto x mom!reader#dad!carmen berzatto#dorothea “teddy” berzatto#dilf!carmen berzatto#mikey berzatto#michael berzatto#richie jerimovich#carmy berzatto#carmy berzatto x reader#carmen berzatto fluff#the bear#carmen berzatto fic#carmy berzatto fluff#carmen berzatto blurb#thebearerblurbs#carmen berzatto angst#carmen berzatto x female!reader
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Take these pixels I made in 2017 :^)
#rvb#tony's art tag#dick simmons#dexter grif#franklin delano donut#michael j caboose#lavernius tucker#multi shipper till I die fuck yuo#i was WAY big into grimmnut then#mom said its MY turn to play with the multi colored halo men now
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So how was your Easter?
#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#michael afton#william afton#alive au#glamrock freddy#glammike#spring bonnie#fursona#spring bonnie! william#glamrock freddy! mike#peepaw willy#easter 2024#my mom broke her knee#so we took her to urgent care last night#and all i could think about was how i felt so michael at the moment
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kaiser kissers WON ya'll hes savable 🙏
it doesn't matter if he scores the next/final goal or not, he rediscovered his true ego. he can try time after time, again and again until he becomes the best striker and i'll be here glazing him all the way no matter how long it takes bro.
my precious god's chosen rose infused vanilla flavoured ice cream with cookie crumbs and a hint of past trauma pookie wookie schnuckiputzi, i'm so proud of you my scrunkly pathetic wet cat bbg
if kaiser has no supporters then I'M DEAD
#- yu : yapping ༊*·˚#i LOVE it when he acknowledges his own issue on why he isn't evolving as a player#he's so well-written i love him sm#okay i gotta tone down the dickriding#HE CALLED HIMSELF MICHAEL IM GONNA CRY#I FEEL LIKE A PROUD MOM ???#blue lock#bllk#bllk 262#michael kaiser
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Lee: You treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol. You treat an inside wound with drinking alcohol.
Travis:It's this cause Luke called you crying again?
Lee: He's upset he lost custody of Chris. Gods, Iris needs to add a block feature.
Michael: I still think killing him's easier, but hey, he's your ex.
#mine#pjo#travis stoll#pjo incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson and the olympians#pain randoms#michael yew#lee fletcher#luke castellan#leeluke#divorced leeluke arc#technically you can get drunk on rubbing alcohol im pretty sure#great-grandpa on my mom's side use to#yeah...
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