#afterdeath!Freddy

[project-isles]

Some gacha art for the Freddy tavern.

A peak at some of the daily life of the Freddys

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@project-isles. Here is the afterdeath!AU.

Pov: Your younger sibling just died and you become depressed. So what do you do? You keep memories of him such as one of his oversized hoodie (which you gifted years ago) and the fabric of his bow tie. Now, you have been alone with your negative thoughts for days.

Meanwhile:

you died some days ago and you don't want to go to the Afterlife because a lot of person misses you. One of them being your older brother which surprised you. You decide to help everyone with their grief. However, this task is difficult since you are a ghost.

In a nutshell: Goldie refuses to go to the Afterlife because everyone is sad. The Pizzeria is now haunted by the golden bear's spirit. What mischief will he causes? And will he succeed in his mission before fully passing on? (This is why some of his members are not colored, he is slowly fading away to the Afterlife).

Hope you like it!!! Have a good day/night. Ps: this is not cannon to the Au, this is just an interpretation of this drawing.

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brave on time (Stray Gods fic)

I finished Stray Gods! Time to write about Freddie because I'm love her! Warning: Pretty major mid-game spoilers

Also on AO3

Dying was the easiest thing Freddie had ever done. It’s everything that keeps happening now, in the after-dying part (is afterdeath a word? You know, like afterlife?), that’s really hard.

She can hear Grace moving around the apartment, can pinpoint exactly where she is and what she is doing by sound (she really never takes those shit-kicker boots off except to sleep): now she is closing the door behind Apollo and dragging the deadbolt home; now she is opening the fridge and staring at a bunch of leftover takeout that she doesn’t actually want to eat; now she is outside Freddie’s bedroom door; now she is pacing; now she is back at Freddie’s door.

Freddie feels her heart splash in her chest every time Grace stops just outside her door. She almost calls her in because she wants to imagine that it could be so simple: Grace would just come into her room and flop onto her bed next to her and they wouldn’t have to talk about anything tough at all, not like death, not like literally going to the Underworld and back, not like why she’d let the Furies take her in the first place.

And that had been the easiest thing in the world, letting a Fury’s blade slice into her gut. It hadn’t even hurt that much. When she pressed her hands against her belly now, there was nothing. No phantom pain, no scar, no proof that she'd launched herself into harm's way at all.

But why’d you do it, Freddie?

No, she isn’t ready to face that question down. Not because she doesn’t know the answer.

The answer:

I died because I started a band so I could hear you sing almost every day. It was the same summer you were thinking of moving out of state because you wanted something new, and the first time I ever thought I might lose you. I never told you how much it meant to me that you changed your mind. I died because the first time we sang together in school choir our voices fit together like stacked bowls. My voice was higher then, but you always had range. When we sing now we still fit like that. I like that I chose a band name that you hate because it gives us something stupid and familiar to argue about where you always let me win. I knew I liked you before I was sure I liked girls. I died because you have been like a sun to me. I didn’t want to make things weird when we had such a good thing going, so I was happy just to be beside you, in your orbit, and bask a little in your glow. I died because you’re a muse and you’re amazing at it. You’re taking, like, a cosmic shift in your reality in stride and just killing it. And you’re taking me along for the ride? It’s more than I could have imagined and not just because I literally never imagined this particularly weird scenario. I died so you could keep being amazing. I saw you stepping up to be a freaking Idol with god-like powers and couldn’t let that stop just because some divine retribution showed up to end you. I died because I wanted you to keep singing. I died because I love you.

She knows the answer, of course she does. It’s just too hard to say. Much harder than dying was.

But what if she were brave enough to say it? Maybe not all of it — some of her thoughts are too naked and vulnerable and should definitely just stay thoughts — but what if she said the part about love out loud? Who knows, maybe Grace has been secretly pining after her all this time, wondering if it would feel weird if they kissed or exactly right, maybe even thinking about her and pressing her palm against herself…

She knows Grace well enough to know that the worst possible outcome is just that she only loves Freddie as a friend and will only ever love her that way. It would sting but it wouldn’t be a shock or anything — she’d played this possibility out in her head before enough times and broken her own heart over it that feeling it for real would be familiar. They could still go on as Grace and Freddie: besties and her declaration would linger like a message written in the condensation on a mirror. It might pop up every now and again, like a nice reminder, but it would be easy enough for either of them to wipe away.

Freddie sighs. Grace isn’t outside her door anymore, not that Freddie had expected her to wait outside forever. She’s pretty sure that Grace has left the apartment completely even though she didn’t hear her leave. There’s that strange sort of stillness that you only get when you’re the only one home. It was fair for Grace to leave — she still has to prove herself to a pantheon that she wasn’t a murderer before the week is up, after all. It’s not like she can sit around the apartment all day just in case her friend decides she’s chill with everything that just went down. She’ll be back eventually, just like Freddie will have to come out eventually, if only because she’s alive again and has to do the sort of living people stuff that means leaving her room (she already kinda has to pee).

There’s also the matter of the eidolon inside of her, returned life ( immortality, Freddie, you’re technically immortal now if you want to be ) with an unfair price. Freddie hates the bitter part of her that’s ungrateful for being alive and breathing and needing to pee. She hates that she has to go through the motions of living when she’d already accepted being dead. She’d made the greatest sacrifice for Grace and Grace’d been like no thanks, I need you with me . Which is its own kind of love, she guesses, selfish and just as unfair as the other, more romantic stories of heroes going to the underworld.

“What the hell, Freddie,” she says out loud to herself, to the band posters on her wall, to the tidy spines of the books on their shelves, “you should be freaking out a little more. You’re a muse.”

She rolls over onto her stomach and presses her face into a pillow so she doesn’t have to look at it. It all looks exactly like it did before she died. Nothing has changed except her. 

She doesn’t know what to do about being a muse. Should she be packing up her room and shipping herself off to Olympus? Should she be out beside Grace, interrogating gods and trying to solve the last muse’s death? (if she’s being truly honest, that’s where she wants to be.) Grace had been forced into this just as much as Freddie had, but she’d made it look so straightforward and cool. Freddie doesn’t think she has that kind of effortless way in her that Grace has. But she could figure it out. Grace had been a muse for like four whole days before giving it up, so maybe she could share some tips when she gets back. But that also means that she’ll have to actually talk to Grace. 

“You can do this,” she says with her face still smushed into the pillow, feeling decidedly unmagical and a little bit sweaty. She hears the jingle of keys in the door. She hears the squeak of it swinging open and remembers the can of WD-40 that she’d bought three months ago that was still sitting under the sink, waiting for its day to un-squeak the hinges, just like she always remembers when she hears the door open. She hears Grace’s boots cross the floor. 

She can do this. 

A gentle knock. She can do this. 

“Freddie?” Grace’s voice is a single bowl waiting to catch her. Freddie pushes herself back up to sit on the edge of her bed. Presses her sock-feet into the floorboards. Every second in the space after the question feels so much harder than anything she’s ever done. Still. She stands up to open her door to Grace.

She can do this. 

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I believe I saw something about Dormitibis story ideas. Garvey, trying to figure out how to walk with his swapped leg and arm. Or if you don't have anything for that, then headcanons about everyone with plushies of them please.

Yes! Ty! Story or headcanon ideas are perfectly fine with me!

In Dorm’s purgatory, stuff can apparently be created from nothing, right? So if the animatronics could be made that way, then why not plushies? Not really ones of their original-selves but ones of their current state.

Here’s how everyone would react to having their own unique plushie!

……..

Havoc Freddy, Foxy, and Chica: The three originals fondly remember their plushies, but they weren’t too happy to see the ones that reminded them of their currently twisted and broken forms. So they’ve asked the Puppet to fix their plushies and make them better.

Havoc Puppet: She likes her plushie-self, with the soft and fuzzy tentacles she can hold with her own grimy tentacles. She never had her own Puppet plushie back at FFP, so she’s happy about having one of her own…even if it’s not what she hoped for.

BOA: They love their plushie-self to death (or afterdeath) and they always fall asleep inside their box, clutching it tightly. Considering BOA is made of five children’s souls, sometimes it’s difficult to share this one plush. But they manage.

Soulcage: They like their plushie a lot! Usually they’re carrying it between their teeth and, like BOA, learned to take turns. The eyes even emit their own little light, which makes it extra special to Soulcage.

Golden Call: His is basically identical to a Golden Freddy plushie, except it’s filled with red stuffing that’s bursting at the seams, and its eyes are popped out. Either way, though, he’s happy with it and sometimes snuggles with it if he’s not sending voicemails.

Molten Evil: First time he got to hold his plushie and see how adorable it looked, he cried a little and hugged it tightly to his chest. He wishes he could be that cute and not scare everyone all the time. All throughout the purgatory realm he just carries it.

Cakebear: Considering his restaurant sells plushies of himself, he’s always happy to see them around and families buying some. He knows that a lot of love goes into making them. But as Amireal, he was stunned to one day find that they’re all plushies of his grotesque green form..

Garvey: Seeing a plushie as twisted and nasty as him made Garvey giggle. Sometimes he’ll steal plushies of the other animatronics/spirits and reenact the awful things he did to them (of course he gets quite a beating from the respective spirits(s) but he finds it funny)

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I don't think I've shown afterdeath! Goldie's gacha version completely so here it is!

Talking about afterdeath!Goldie, I haven't talked about him a lot so here's some random facts about him!

Afterdeath goldie, quite the weird fellow. He's as frail as a snowflake but is some how still living. He sometimes melts, no one knows why but it's usually a sign of needing something like food or water, also stress, fear, etc etc but sometimes it just happens.

Not pictured here but under the bandages around his chest is a hole, you can see his rib cage and stuff. Afterdeath!Freddy keeps it covered for his sake and Goldie's. Afterdeath!goldie fainted after seeing it for the first time.

(The reasons I haven't drawn it is cuz I suck at drawing ribs, also I can't decide what animatronic anatomy looks like-)

[project-isles]

quick question to all the AU Freddy have you ever tickled your siblings as a fun way/ punishment if not I dare you to do it til they cry uncle * poofs all the AU Goldie's weapons away* to make it more safer and easier for you all good luck >:3

Tickling Goldies?

King!Freddy: "tickling jester Goldie now would be a death sentence..."

Spamton!Freddy: BUT WHAT AB04T IN [The] PAST..?

King!freddy mumbled something under his breath

Spamton!Freddy: "WHAT WAS THAT? [Friend Request Accepted]?"

King!Freddy: "I've never ticked him once. Even When we were kids... Don't expect me to do it..."

Cowboy!Freddy: "oh kingy, you know you gotta do it! It's a dare! Besides I've done it with mine, it can't be that bad with jes."

Wing!Freddy: "yeah! You gotta!"

Mer!Freddy: "yeah, yeah! I would also tickles my Goldie but it's kinda hard under water..."

Streamer!freddy: "oh.. right.. that's a shame but anyways! Do it! do it! Do it kingo!"

Winter!Freddy: "mhmm."

Afterdeath!freddy and Void!Freddy stay quiet... (Also first ask for void wahoo!)

King!Freddy: "Alright! alright! I'll do it... Tomorrow..."

To be continued...

[project-isles]

”to all of the Freddys, what is your opinion on teleporting bread?” - soldier

King!freddy: "teleporting bread? How absurd..."

Streamer!Freddy"Don't knock it till ya tried it kingo!"

Cowboy!freddy: "Stream, have you been teleporting bread?!"

Streamer!freddy: "Yes, I've done nothing but teleport bread for three days."

Wing!freddy: "To Where?!"

Streamer!Freddy: "I don't know ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯"

Winter!Freddy: "Ok, we should be fine if it wasn't teleported somewhere dangerous-"

Suddenly a bread flies out of nowhere, hitting wing!freddy out of the air.

Wing!freddy: "Ack-!"

King!freddy:"Oh goodness, wino are you alright? Why are you guys freaking out?! It's just bread!"

King!freddy goes to pick up the bread, cowboy Freddy stops him

Cowboy!Freddy: "I wouldn't touch it kingy, what if the bread is a spy?!"

King!freddy: "a what?"

Meanwhile Spamton!Freddy, Afterdeath!freddy, Void!Freddy and Mer!Freddy are all face palming. They are all not awake enough for this crap.

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To all the au Freddys what is your most treasured memory about your brothers and friends and if so what memory makes you laugh the most??

(Gem note: that's a really good question.)

Wing!freddy: "I'll go first, my most treasured memory with my friends is when we threw a particular birthday for an earth kid, it was our most successful one yet. The air was filled with laughter, whimsy, fun and most of all delight! As for the happiest memory with goldie.... Is when i saw him fly properly for the first time..."

Mer!Freddy: "my turn! oh! Oh! this happen to me a few days ago! You see I kinda got... Captured by some... Cruel net men... It was awful, but the others came to save me! Even goldie! And I was so happy being freed! We had kelp cake after!"

Streamer!Freddy: "kelp cake?? Ew. Anyways me and the others threw a 50000 sub party and streamed it. Very fun and Goldie fell into one of the cakes. Which by the way was so funny!!! What about you a.d.f?"

Afterdeath!freddy: "..."

Streamer!freddy: "oh.. right.."

Winter!Freddy: "ahem... Alright my happiest memory... Let's see... Ah! Every few moons we have a chance of getting spring like weather instead of the eternal winter we're usually stuck with, well don't know if that's true, I've only got it once. But it was nice..."

cowboy!Freddy: "well me and the gang busted Goldie's biggest heist yet! We even had him running! It was Very exciting, hadn't had my blood pumping like that in lonnnggg time! As for with goldie... His time when he was my partner in crime- er... justice... When he was good..."

king!Freddy: "you know a similar thing happened to me... Anyways it was toy Freddy's birthday and as my top adviser I knew it had to be good! Goldie tried to ruin it like always... But we chased him off. Nearly captured him too!"

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Bio

Introducing… Myself!

howdy I guess, you can call me... gem or project-isles! I love ask goldie anything and I'm an newbie self taught writer and artist who's a bit slow with tons of ocs! expect the wild, the weird, and the writer's block....

Here's my persona! ↓

Im the creator of the medevial aga au also known as jester!Goldie, you can ask him stuff! His bio here ↓

(WARNING AU STILL IN PROGRESS)

I'm also the creator of the Freddy tavern and Goldie cafe (also a wip) here's all the Freddys and Goldies so far! ↓

Here's the master list for it

heres the discord link for the minecraft rp server

List for me, wips and stuff

Rules for Asks

No Shipping! (Unless it’s canon into my AU, Sorry mates)

No NSFW! (ew, gross)

Magic Anon is allowed!

No cussing please and definitely no slurs.

Heads up Ask are mainly gonna be text!

Rules may change.

Ask box is currently open!

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so if king!Freddy is younger than jester, does that mean that he is the only one whose age is diffrent from all the other freddys despite them all having the same age (and also the same for jester!goldie)?

All of the Goldies are a tad bit older than the Freddys except for void!Freddy, afterdeath!freddy and spamton!Freddy.

(sorry for being so inactive yesterday, I was very busy also tired. Will answer asks a bit slow! Hope y'all don't mind.)

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Question, how many AUs do you exactly have..?

(I think around 15?)

That's a good question actually, I'm gonna count. We got

the medevial aga au

The Afterdeath au

The Streamer au

The Voi/infection AU I share with @jaladwolf

The deep sea aga au

the skyhigh aga au

The tiny au

the cowboy aga au

Evil Freddy au

Mr g's au

2face au

The whole character ai au

And probably more? Idk I have a lot of AUs lol.

(Do the Freddy tavern and Goldie cafe count as a there own AUs?)

[project-isles]

List of the Freddy in the tavern so far! (Mainly for me and those who want to add or who have already added their Freddy!)

We have...

King Freddy from the medevial aga au by @project-isles

Cowboy Freddy from the cowboy aga au by @project-isles

Spamton Freddy from the deltarune aga au by @project-isles

And starcatcher Freddy from the magic girl aga au by @jaladwolf ! You can see them here! ↓

Afterdeath!freddy by @project-isles

Wing!freddy from the skyhigh aga au by @project-isles

Mer!Freddy from the deep sea aga au also by @project-isles

Depressed!Freddy by @bittersweetaucreator

Streamer!Freddy by @project-isles

This list may be updated! (also wow I have a lot of AUs)

Winter!Freddy by @project-isles

Void!Freddy by @project-isles

[project-isles]

Howdy! In your Goldie Coffee and Freddy Tavern which Goldie and Freddy has a good relationship with their siblings and why?

Well not many but here's a few,

In the Winged au, Goldie and Freddy have a goodish relationship but only because Goldie saved Bonnie's life 3 times, other then that they can stand each other.

In the streamer au, which I need to add to the list, they have more of a rival relationship but are good friends, because they've streamed a lot together.

And in the Afterdeath au Freddy is attempting to help goldie as much as possible after the shadow Freddy attack. Goldie is kinda fragile and freddy is protecting him to best of his ability!

[project-isles]

What exactly is the After death au?

The Afterdeath au is an interesting one, I've talked a little bit about it before in this post

It's very inspired by geno sans (I think that's what he's called-) because of the whole not dead, just hanging from a string thing. Afterdeath!Freddy is just a normal Freddy who's very protective of his brother. Might explain more in the future.

[project-isles]

What if I pat every Goldie on the head?

They all would appreciate it! just watch out for some Freddys, they can get protective....

Cough afterdeath!freddy cough

[project-isles]

*Throws a Saint Bernard at all of the Freddys* Free pet!

Cowboy!freddy: "Whoa!! Big dogo!"

Afterdeath!freddy: "Help! I'm being squished!"

King!freddy: "Where did all these dogs come from?!?"

*Miss bar sighs, knowing there's a lot of work ahead*