#as toy freddy’s biggest fan I had to say something

[stump-salsa]

Why is the fnaf fandom so allergic to drawing fat characters you can draw toy freddy as a fatty it’s Ok fucking look at him

[peanutronic]

FNAF1 x CHILD READER (PLATONIC)

Freddy:

DAY:

Freddy loves it when you come to visit him

Big bear dad gives you the best hugs, no doubt

He likes to surprise you with toys, like a plush or some tokens. Seeing you happy always fills him with joy

He always says that you should join the band

That made you decide to take up an instrument

Freddy was overjoyed when he heard you were playing (insert instrument here)

NIGHT:

He'll wonder why your still there

It breaks his heart when you cry, due to your parents leaving you behind

He picks you up and gives you a big hug

He'll tell you everything will be fine

For the whole night, he wont even attempt to go after the night guard

Freddy takes you back stage and cheers you up

He'll tell jokes, sing, play with you, and much more. Anything to see his little buddy smile

He'll take you to the door at 5:50 AM so you can wait for your parents

He gives you one final hug and tells you to come back soon

Bonnie:

DAY:

Bonnie is always very happy to see you

He'll play any song you want on his guitar

In fact, he might teach you how to play guitar, if you're up for it

He loves to take photos with you

Bonnie is always so sweet and gentle

You're definitely his biggest fan

He always cheers you on when you play an arcade game

NIGHT:

VERY protective of you

He hides you from the night guard

Bonnie will not let you wonder to close to the office. He just wants you to be safe

As much as he hates the night guard, he wont go after him tonight

He doesn't wanna scare you away

Near the end of the night, Bonnie hugs you and waves goodbye

He'll go back on stage and keep an eye on you until you're found by your parents

Chica:

DAY:

Chica will be the first one to welcome you

Chica will be your best friend, no joke

If you're ever hungry, she'll immediately go to the kitchen and get you something to eat

She wants to make sure you're well fed

Trust me, you NEVER go hungry when she's around

Chica will give you tips on how to beat some of the arcade games

She'll play with you 24/7

NIGHT:

When she finds you, she's heartbroken on how sad you are

She hugs you and takes you to the kitchen

She'll let you make pizza with her

Any topping you want, it'll be on it

When its done, Chica will give you a half five

She'll sneak you and the pizza back stage

Chica is only happy when you're happy

At the end of the night, she'll give you a box to put your pizza in so you can save it for later

"I had lots of fun with you! I hope you come back soon" she'll say

You give her a hug and wait for your parents

Chica goes back to the stage, hoping you'll be back again tomorrow

Foxy:

DAY:

You're not supposed to be in pirates cove, but you sneak in anyways

Foxy is a bit confused on why you would want to hang out with him at first, but he eventually warms up to you

He'll tell you stories, and sing sea shanties to you

Foxy will also teach you every swear word there is, but he begs you not to tell Freddy what he tells you

Foxy refers to you as his "First mate"

He'll play pretend that he's on a ship, hunting for treasure with you

You love that, and he's happy that you're happy

NIGHT:

Foxy peeks out of his cove, to find you crying

He knows exactly what will cheer you up

"Hey, kid! Wanna get up to no good?" He'll ask

You wipe your tears and nod

Foxy will take you to parts and service to pick out a spare animatronic head to wear

He ALWAYS makes sure the mask is safe before you wear it

He's flattered when you pick a foxy mask

He sneaks you back into his cove

When the night guard forgets to check on foxy, foxy will sneak out of his cove with you

"On the count of three.. One.. Two.. Three!"

You two sprint down the hallway

You and foxy peak in the door and scream at him

The night guard passes out

Foxy gives you a half five

"Great job, Matey! Glad to have you part of my crew"

You give him a tight hug

Foxys never really been hugged before

He's shocked at first, but he eventually leans in and hugs you back, carefull not to hurt you with his hook

He'll put the mask back in parts and service and sit you down in the party room

"Visit me again, okay? I'll need my first mate on our next voyage"

You nod and smile

He pats your head with his good hand and goes back to his cove

[scooperkin]

Wow. A FNaF fan who actually likes to keep characters artistically accurate? What a gem! I also hate when they draw Freddy either uncomfortably ripped, VERY stout, or just straight skinny. Like, no! He's a bear so I imagine him being fat but still having lots of muscle, you know? He should never be skinny or short. I know everyone can draw whatever they want but fucking Hell man. Everything is just so backwards in fanart lol. So I feel your pain on Baby and Ballora. Ballora would be the tall and lean type while Baby would be the chubby but ridiculously tall type. Baby's chubbiness is there to reference "baby fat". Even if there wasn't a reason, leave that poor girl alone

Yeah I think it's always nice for people to have interpretations for fanart and designs. I can get it with a lot of the earlier fnaf designs since they had sort of copy and paste body types, but Circus Baby is clearly a very large woman.

So it just rubs me the wrong way when people say "she should be tiny and cute because her name is "BABY."" And also make her bratty even though she's never been bratty. She can be a bit bossy according to the other Funtimes, but she's never seemed bratty. Bratty and bossy are different.

So we literally have a giant fat woman girlboss, but a lot of people don't think that's "fitting," for a character. Which is a shame.

It's different of course if it's like a redesign/different incarnation of course though. For any of the characters. Because of course, Freddy Fazbear and Glamrock Freddy aren't the same character Freddy, and Toy Chica and Withered Chica, sorta deal. So if it's like oh this is a new incarnation of Baby, Party Baby or something and that one is tiny and cutesy that's fine because it's a different character just like BonBon is to Bonnie.

Scrap Baby and Circus Baby are also technically the same only this is corrupted Baby + Lizzy who had to rebuild themselves. And while she is thinner she is still huge. But I find it interesting that nobody tries to babify or make Scrap Baby thinner. 🤔 So you can see a problem here.

Also don't mean to say people are doing this on purpose of course. I don't think most people fat-shame, "beautify," or infantize some female characters on purpose. It's just on such a subconscious level from what we've all learned from society that I don't think most people realize they're doing it. But it's important we look at ourselves and ask "why do I prefer Circus Baby as small and bratty?" and see where that might be coming from. If one says it's because her name is "Baby," that's ignoring the fact she's the leader, the most talkative, experienced, self-controlled and physically biggest of her team.

[nintendodad1978]

A Father, a Son, and a Video Game

As a lifelong player and lover of video games, I was overcome with joy to see that love be passed down to my son who is now 13 years old.   Like most kids of his generation, it started with things like Minecraft, Roblox and eventually Five Nights at Freddy’s and Cuphead.  But the day came not too long ago, when he discovered the Danganronpa franchise of RPGs, anime, and manga. And it was love at first sight.  Being a huge fan of JRPGs myself, it tickled me to see him discover his own flavor of game like I did with Final Fantasy and Persona.  But something happened with Dylan. He decided to take things a little further than his father.

Dylan has always been a very good artist, even at a very young age. I dabble, but his level of talent far exceeds anything I will ever hope to accomplish. So he took his love of Danganronpa and his love of drawing and decided to combine them. First with fan art, but then he decided to redesign various characters and their costumes. This was impressive enough, but Dyl didn’t stop there. He then began making his own original Danganronpa characters. Giving them backstories, alternate costumes, etc.  He was doing some very high level world-building, even though he wasn’t aware of it at the time. And I just sat back watching everything unfold with the biggest smile on my face. He would periodically show me what he was working on, and I would always be very careful to show him lots of support, but never to push him. Encouragement is always needed, but pushing him to do it would be the death knell of this little project that was taking shape. This past Christmas I finally caved in and purchased an iPad Pro for him to use for art. He had been asking for one for years at this point, and I felt like he had finally reached a point that this was going to be something that he would actually use instead of playing around with it for a few weeks and discard like so many other toys.  And this is where things took a surprising, yet looking back, logical turn.

Dylan would also receive a brand new laptop from his grandparents along with the Danganronpa collection for the Nintendo Switch. And the combination of those three gifts set off the gears in Dylan’s brain. He began to work on a “secret” project that evening. It started with some researching on the internet, then watching a ton of Youtube videos along with immersing himself in his new game collection. He then started drawing sketch after sketch. Finally after a few days, he showed me what it was that he was working on so diligently. He had decided to make his own Danganronpa fan game. Yes. That’s right. My 13 year old self-taught artist of a son was now teaching himself how to use the Unreal Engine, along with other programs and was in the process of developing an actual videogame. I was gobsmacked, to say the least.

It’s now been a few months since that fateful week and progress has been slow, but steady. Dylan would experience a couple of false starts, just like any other new developer, but he hit upon exactly how he wants his game to go, and hasn’t looked back since He has also refined the look of his characters and the storyline is like nothing I have ever experienced. I sit on the couch watching him work on various aspects of this fan game and I’m in complete awe of him. He’ll sit there drawing away on his iPad, or working on his laptop with such an earnest expression of concentration I begin to worry that he is no longer having fun, and then he looks up, catching me watching him, and smiles and excitedly tells me about a new aspect of his game that he just came up with. And I realize that my worrying was for nothing.

What impresses me the most is the fact that it has never struck Dylan that this is something he shouldn’t or couldn’t accomplish.  So many times I have dreamed of doing this thing or that. But it never went further than just a dream, because there was always a little voice in the back of my head stopping me. Me, “It’s a waste of time. The odds are too great. You’ll never be able to do it.”

I know it’s my job to teach Dylan, being his father and all. But that gifted 13 year old boy has taught this 42 year old nerd a VERY valuable life lesson that I have taken to heart. If you want to do something. Just do it. Don’t worry about whether or not something is possible. Because no matter what, it is. Nothing is impossible. Nothing is too hard. And nothing is out of your reach.

[jmeddows2]

You (Roger Taylor x fem!Reader)

This is my Halloqueen gift for @mezzomercury​ Happy belated Halloween! I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it on time,but here it is. I’m really nervous about it ARGHH  @dtfrogertaylor​ Summary: Reader is an opera singer, with a chaotic manager with just the right contacts in the industry  Warnings: only a bit of swearing, else we have Fred and Reader become best friends, fluff Word count: 2k+ Notes: sorry for mistakes, english is not my first language Roger is single and childless in this story! The Duck House really exists and Queen used to stay there quite frequently when recording in Montreux :)

You were supposed to get a real job with a purpose, regarding the field you were actually educated in, but Steve, your manager had quite the reputation. Especially in terms of missing dates and mixing things up, making him the chaotic mess of a man that he naturally was. As an opera singer, that’s just started out, you struggled with auditions. Steve’s lack of time management was rather poor, that sometimes he wouldn’t tell you about the most important auditions in time, or miss most of them, because they just weren’t on his radar. If it wasn’t for all the contacts in the industry Steve apparently had, you would have run for the hills ages ago. One day, when Steve waltzed into the office to your meeting, which of course he was again late to, he was restless, jumping from one foot to the other. "I have it. This is going to be IT for you.” He explained it as a project. To 'expand’ your horizon, to fill your CV with something, that would make your future opportunities skyrocket from 0 to 100. .....to stand in for the band Queen as a background singer (in case of use)...... living, food and drinks provided.... is what the contract read ...should not be opposed to beer and fun. Must be flexible and be available to fly out during the time period of recording from June 1981 - March 1982. Place: Montreux, Switzerland. The few black letters on white seemed to get even more ridiculous throughout the over 100 page contract. But also funny. Mainly ridiculous though. Being crammed up in a recording studio in Montreux, Switzerland as an "option of use” wasn’t exactly your idea of a job. Or at least not what you were aiming for at the moment. The numbers with a 5 digit payment that crested the contracts last page, made you rethink the whole deal though, much to Steve’s joy. So you agreed. Your first encounter with Freddie, Brian, John and Roger was weird. Well, not with Freddie, Brian and John. They were all kind and excited to get to know you better. Roger was another thing. He didn’t even look at you or recognize you when you all gathered in one of the temporary Queen offices, to go over all the details. He was too distracted reading through the schedule for the upcoming months. It felt more like he pretended to be interested in the schedule on his lap, while absentmindedly toying with the pen between his fingers. You later found out, that he was dealing with the aftermaths of a really ugly breakup. Montreux, Switzerland You arrived at Geneva airport on a cold January morning, approximately 7 months after your first encounter with the band. Your personal driver was already awaiting you with a sign that read your name in capital letters. He had a wide grin plastered on his face. The exclusivity didn‘t stop there though. The one hour ride from the airport straight to the recording studio in the black limousine felt more like 10 minutes. A bottle of champagne, a few snacks and the heated leather seats in the car that made you feel oh so comfortable, may have been the reason why time passed so quickly. The nervous feeling crept back into your mind, as soon as the driver dropped you off in front of the casino, in which the recording studio was located.  The recording studio was situated in the basement. As you pushed the door open, there was only a friendly security guard in the foyer, checking your ID.  "Hi love, are you lost?“ It was Roger. His hair was a bit shorter than the last time you‘d seen him. "Oh hi, no actually, I‘m supposed to be here. As a background singer“ The uncertain tone in your voice made it sound more like a question. "uhh, I received a call to come out here. We had a meeting a few months ago“ Roger looked confused, but not bothered by your presence at all. "Well, be my guest then“ he awkwardly shook your hand and gestured for you to make you feel comfortable. "Where are you from uhm?“ "Micaela. Born and raised in New York City“ “A NYC girl?  pretty sure you’ve got some stories to tell” he teased.  “I’m sure not nearly as many as you” You got right back at him. That was something Roger highly valued. The wit, someone who’s not afraid to speak up. He smiled to himself and soon after Fred, Brian and John entered the studio as well. They each greeted you warmly.  Freddie was very excited to have you on board. When he wasn’t busy recording, as a fellow opera enthusiast, him and you always found something to talk about. Or it was rather having Freddie listen to all the stories you had in store, even if it was just a few. It almost felt like telling bed time stories to a child, seeing his dark, beautiful eyes light up, even at the slightest mention of words like ‘stage’, ‘orchestra’, ‘costumes’ or ‘opera’ in general. "I’m going to be honest with you, darling” Freddie said, as he took a seat beside you on the couch, while Roger was banging his drums frustratingly to the already finished guitar and bass backing track of ‘Las Parablas de Amor’ in the recording booth.  "We don’t actually need your beautiful vocals here” Freddie patted your thigh gently.  "You’re kidding, right? Why am I here then?” "I thought you may enjoy a little holiday out here. You know, there’s great spa resorts around town. And you could do some small assistant work, nothing hard or bad, I promise! No, I promise on Montserrat Caballé, so you really know I’m not joking” he swore. Well, you couldn’t say no now.

Out of nowhere there was a loud crash. You turned around to see Roger tossing his drum sticks across the room, nearly hitting John in the head. Roger continued to throw casette tapes around, that were properly lined up on the shelf nearby. “I’m done with this. It sounds like a cheap piece of crap.” he stormed out of the room. The boys only looked at each other, as if they were communicating through their minds on who’s turn it was now to go after Roger. "I’ll go” you volunteered, seeing as no one else made a move and what could you possibly have to lose? Except for a huge amount of payment. Ok, maybe it wasn’t the best idea, but the other boys looked quite relieved when you got up from your seat. You prepared for the worst,  grabbing your coat from the hanger on the door on the way out. It was really cold outside. Roger wasn’t hard to find. He was just outside the building, a cigarette hanging from his lips and rubbing his hands up and down his arms. He certainly wasn’t clever enough to bring a jacket with him, after his dramatic, oscar worthy departure. "Hey” how exactly do you approach an angry person you don’t know, but find really attractive? "Did they send you out here?” a chuckled groan left his lips.   “No, I came out here on my own. Want to talk about it?” you suggested. He offered you a cigarette, but you declined. 

"Talk about what? about the crap we’ve been recording lately? It’s disco.” he grimaced a pained face. “It sounds like the music they play in gay clubs. I mean don’t get me wrong, I support everyone’s sexuallity, but not everyone’s taste in music! I’m just not made for Disco music. It’s a load of bollocks. God, now I’m just venting” he threw the cigarette on the ground, putting it out with his boots. "I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m actually an opera singer. Not really Rock 'N Roll, is it? Yet I’m here in a recording studio with one of the biggest rock bands.” "Ok you have a point. Why did you agree to do this anyway?” he was shivering, while lighting another cigarette. "Sometimes you make sacrifices for the sake of others, but only as long as you’re feeling comfortable in your own skin ”  "God,I hate that you’re right.” he sighed, unable to hold the pout anymore, that was was replaced by a smile forming on his lips. "Now let’s better get back inside before you freeze to death” you gestured for the door. "Just a minute” he grabbed you gently by the arm. "Thank you” Roger hugged you tightly, nuzzling his face into your neck. The feeling of his cold cheeks in contact with your warm skin made you jump a bit.  “ Now let’s go and make some disco music” he laughed, grabbing your hand.  Expecting another fight and argument by Roger, Brian, Freddie and John were surprised to experiece as calm as he ever was. Stil, you decided to put the recording on hold for the day and locate back to the house, in which you all stayed. "Welcome to Duckingham Palace” when entering the house, you quickly noticed why Roger called it like that. There were hundreds of wooden duck statues situated all around the house. They were evrywhere, quite creepy, but as time passed, they became pretty much invisble to you. Believe it or not.

You all had gathered around the living room with a hot drink in hand, when John lit the fireplace, creating a cosy atmosphere. It felt like you’d known Freddie, Brian, John and Roger since forever, as you seemed to pretty much share the same or at least similiar interests and humor. "Ok now Micaela. Tell me. What’s your favorite Queen album?” John asked curiously while pouring a generous amount of rum into his hot chocolate. "Easy” Freddie answered for you. “Has to be A Day At The Races” you nodded in response. "See? we’re besties already, you guys better step your game up” Freddie threw his arm around your shoulders.  Roger couldn’t stop giving you little looks while having a conversation with Brian, who as expected also wasn’t a fan of the new direction in music they were headed at. “ how did you tame the lion, darling?” Freddie chuckled into your ear. " you know..How did you get Roger to calm down so fast? I know how he can get when he’s in a mood” "The cold outside did the job actually” you tried to sound nonchalantly.

"Of course yeah, that’s also why he’s been eyeing you up, ever since we left the studio. Did something happen?” Freddie kept pressing, but in a playful way.  "He never gives in so easily. Usually not even to pretty girls like you when he’s mad” Your only answer was a light blush of cheeks. At 2 am, John was the last one to go to sleep. Roger and you literally had to drag him up to his room. He was so plastered, that he didn’t even recognize his own song on the radio. Roger and you decided to sip on one last ‘good night drink’ to reward yourselves for all the hard work of tucking John into bed like a little baby. There was a silence upon you, but it wasn’t awkward at all, just relaxing. "Thank you again for today” Roger broke the silence. "Nothing worth thanking me for” "It is actually. Y'know I’m glad you’re here. You’re going to make this much more bearable for me" you snorted out with laughter, not realizing how serious he was about the words he said. "I’m being honest, love! I really fancy you and I want to get to know you better.” he was so close to you now, you could feel his warmth. "the seaside promenade is really beautiful, almost as beautiful as you.” Roger brought his hand to your hair, to brush a few strands behind your ear. "So, it’s a date then” you nervously drew a circles with your fingertips on the surface of the wooden kitchen counter, while looking into his ocean eyes. "Yeah it’s a date” he smiled at you. You both took your last swigs of your drinks.    "Good night Roger” you hugged him tightly and gave him little peck on the cheek, before wandering off to bed, thinking of all the beautiful scenarios the following day would have to offer. Roger followed closely behind, entering his own bedroom. The feeling of your kiss on Roger’s cheek lingered with him, until he fell asleep, thinking of his newly found happiness. You.

[fandom-wars-imagine-blog]

Okay, not the same anon but I'm curious, what would the toy animatronics do (Fred,Chic,Bon,and Mangle) if they saw the guard during the day (like the reader working for the dayshift for the day) getting yelled at or being harassed by a rude customer? Like, they befriended them and now they're seeing the guard getting harassed by someone. (I'm sorry if this sounds weird or really specific.)

{ Oh, it’s interesting!

I’m still not a great expert of fnaf but I hopethis answer is good.

~ Mod Ru ~ }

🐻 TOY FREDDY 🐻

You are a good friend of him and youalways do your job right.

Some clients can be very rude sometimes,he feels uncomfortable for you.  Noteveryone can be as chill and friendly as him after all.

By the way, you’re an adult, you shouldtake care of yourself alone and then your job is “checking people” so you canask them to go away if they’re bothering you. You have all the right to do it.You must kick out every person that could ruin the serenity of the pizzeria, it’syour job.

You know, a guard should be resolute anddeterminate, even if it’s day but rude or crazy people are everywhere and atevery hour of the day or night.

Oh, god! He can’t do anything to helpyou, he’s an animatronic bear, what can he do? He’s also very clumsy and chubbyand it’s very difficult for him moving. He still has problem to play videogamesand so he is unable to face those assholes (especially during the day, youknow).

By the way, he speaks with you, givingyou the motivation you need to face those assholes and resolve the problem onyour own and even the satisfaction will be grander.

The world is made by horrible people andwe should learn how to defend our self, we cannot count to others every timeand we have to learn to do it alone. Of course, he’ll be always with you and he’llalways listen to your vent but he can’t fight your fights.

While you’re facing those assholes likethe brave person you are, he watches you from far, cheering you up because heknows you can. Go on and rock!

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🐤 TOY CHICA 🐤

She’s always very friendly with thecustomers and she found a great friend in you.

She did not believe she could befrienda guard but, since you’re an adult, she sees you like every other normal personin this pizzeria and so she has to be gentle.

You have always been kind with her andso she had no reason to be hostile and during the day the pizzeria is such abeautiful and cheerful place where people have fun, laugh and eat together. It fillsher mechanic heart with contentment.

At first, she did not understand whatthose customers wanted from you, maybe some information but you’re not areceptionist. Then she decided to ask to them what they wanted because you werenot the information point and she could serve them but those people did notseem to be interested in her words and they just laughed. They looked at you inan oddly way, their expression was so mischievous.

No, Chika did not like those eyes, sherecognized evilness in their eyes and so she starts observing them and if theykeep bothering you… Well, she won’t be gentle anymore.

You don’t seem comfortable with thoseguys and, since she’s your friend, she has to do something and rude people arenot welcome in the pizzeria anyway. No troublemaker here!

She asks you if you need some help andyou nodded but you are too nervous to say something rational.

Then Chika asks to them in the mostpolitely way, because she’s still nice during the working day –in the morning-if they can leave the Pizzeria because they’re causing troubles and disturbing theemployees.

The way Chika speaks make them nervous, they freak out because she’s still arobot, she’s a chicken but she’s still a robot and her glances are quite… Homicidal,you don’t notice it anyway but then you have never seen those rude guys again.

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🐰 TOY BONNIE 🐰

You are his biggest fan and the two ofyou often do duets together.

At first, he did not know you were themorning guard but a customer who appreciated a lot his performances and so hewas glad singing and playing for you.

Then, when he noticed you were oftenhere, you wear even a uniform and so you could not be a normal customer. He’ssurprised he has a guard as friend, wow.

During the day everything is possibleand he does not care you’re a guard, you’re still nice and he likes you a lot.

He feels uncomfortable for you when henotices those people’s behaviours, how they harass you as if they have theright to do it. It’s unfair.

He’s a robotic rabbit, what can he do? Hecannot be rude with guests and so he asks to Toy Chika and Freddy some advicebecause he wants to help his friend but he does not know how.

They have different opinions but hecannot ignore you and so he decided to have a chat with those people and heasks you if they can leave you alone because it’s not the proper way to behave.

Those guys don’t care about his opinion,he’s still a rabbit, a robot, and so his opinion is not important. It’s prettyoffensive.

Those people should take a visit in thepizzeria at night and then they’ll understand how a rabbit’s opinion can beworthy and they will regret their behaviours.

Then he has a plan and he wants you tomake a bet with them.

Actually, you speak to them and you betthey have no courage to come in the pizzeria at night, because they are cowardsand so they accept the challenge and the animatronics will have a visit thisnight from your dear harassers.

You don’t know why Bonnie asks you tomake this bet with them but you guess, the rabbit has something in his mind.

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🐺 MANGLE 🐺

You are such a great person and shelikes you a lot.

I mean, you don’t define her as a weirdoor a freak because of her appearance and this is what make you special. You’rea different human, and she’s glad about it.

It seems someone is not acting nice withyou recently. Of course, she always acts nice with you, despite you’re a guardbut you gained her trust and this is something.

She does not want to bother you, maybethey are your new friends… Are you going to forget about her?

Well, she’s a little jealous because shewants all your attentions but then she notices you’re uncomfortable. Your eyesare scared and you look at every direction as if you’re looking for something,maybe a saviour.

No, anything is fine, she observes thoseassholes who are harassing you from the ceiling, and then she appears out ofnowhere.

Actually, she is still perched in the ceilingbut her eyes show madness and anger and you notice she has something in mind.

The assholes are concerned and they havenever seen a creature like Mangle, they ask you what the hell it is and youjust say, “She’s my best friend, Mangle.” And she then says “nice to meet you”with sarcasm since the expression on her face is still very angry.

Then you left them alone so Mangle canhave her fun with those assholes, she seems caring a lot in entertaining her guestsin her ways.

Then you just want to be alone, thoseassholes have stolen all your energy but luckily, there’s your friend Mangleand she’ll give them a fair lesson. From their point of view, it’s not veryfair but they have to learn.

[crusherthedoctor]

Sonic Villains: Sweet or Shite? - Part 7: METAL SONIC

It's been a while, but it's time for another Crusher review and analysis.

There are some villains I like. And there are some villains I don't like. But why do I feel about them the way I do? That's where this comes in.

This is a series of mine in which I go into slightly more detail about my thoughts on the villains in the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise, and why I think they either work well, or fall flat (or somewhere in-between). I'll be giving my stance on their designs, their personalities, and what they had to show for themselves in the game(s) they featured in. Keep in mind that these are just my own personal thoughts. Whether you agree or disagree, feel free to share your own thoughts and opinions! I don't bite. :>

Anyhow, for today's installment, we'll be putting the Stardust Speedway saxophones aside for a moment to discuss Dr. Eggman's notorious robotic copycat, who desperately wants to show us what he's made of: Metal Sonic.

NOTE: While I will be taking several of Metal Sonic's non-game portrayals into account, this will NOT include his Sonic the Comic incarnation, as I feel that Fleetway's Metal - or Metallix, as he's called - is so vastly different in so many ways that I feel there's no point, whereas his other portrayals in non-game media are considerably more consistent for the most part.

The Gist: Being a criminal mastermind slash world conquerer in the making has its shortcomings, and for Dr. Eggman/Dr. Robotnik/The Bad Guy, that shortcoming came in the form of a plush-sized hedgehog who frequently wrecked his machines, foiled his plans, and - worst of all - talked back at him. This literal thorn on his side made the good doctor a very unhappy camper, but one day, his brilliant brain brought a brilliant breakthrough: Why not pit Sonic against himself?

During his then-new scheme to use the Time Stones of the Little Planet to conquer the world through time, Eggman worked tirelessly on his new idea to ensure it was just right. It couldn't be too slow. It couldn't be too bulky. It couldn't be too un-Sonic-like, for he vowed to assert his technological dominance by making a better Sonic than the real one. He wanted this to be his greatest creation yet, and he wasn't going to half-ass that objective.

The result was Metal Sonic, a marvel of industrial automation who established himself as fast as Sonic, as deadly as Sonic, and... not talkative, unlike Sonic. No wonder Eggman declared him the superior of the two.

Eggman loves his creation so much that he’s willing to let him die if this goes wrong. That’s how you know he’s his favourite.

Sure enough, Eggman's efforts were not entirely in vain, as the blue droid was more than a match for Sonic in the speed department, as well as the "What's the best way to make it clear to Amy Rose that I'm not interested?" department via snatching up Sonic's pink hedgehog acquaintance, leaving her as the doctor's captive. Unfortunately however, despite giving Sonic the race of his life, Metal was not yet as quick in his reflexes as the genuine article was, meaning his initial reign of terror came to an abrupt end when he flew head-first into a wall, George of the Jungle-style. Eggman was devastated, except he wasn't, because he knew he could just rebuild and upgrade him. Which he did. Constantly.

He also rebuilt these guys for some reason.

Since his debut in Sonic CD, Metal has went on to appear in a sizable number of games throughout the years, and he's made some personal appearances in a few other continuities as well. Most of these appearances simply have him show up, attack Sonic and other heroes for a bit, then get his ass handed to him. Some of those ass-kickings even came with a tasty amount of hue hues. But every now and then, they'll have him do something more, the most famous example being Sonic Heroes, in which he took over Eggman's army by force and went on his own little crusade to gain everyone's data and become Metal GodJesus, all the while proving himself the real Sonic the Hedgehog... by doing a lot of things the real Sonic the Hedgehog would never do. (This general concept would reappear in the IDW comics, though he did not betray Eggman that time around.)

Overall though, Metal is generally considered to be a welcome face whenever he makes an appearance... when he’s not dreaded for being the biggest roadblock in Fighters.

“Well that’s the end of the playthrough, make sure to like, comment, subscribe.”

The Design: What is there to say about Metal Sonic’s design? It’s cool, it’s ominous, it’s sleek, it’s stylish, and it holds a palpable aura of dangerous badassitude while still fitting perfectly with the design philosophy of this franchise. Truly, Metal’s design alone makes him one of the all-time greats of the Eggman repertoire, and it's easy to see why the scientist is particularly proud of this one.

He’s the robot your robot could crash into a wall like.

He’s had a few transformations over the years though. In Knuckles Chaotix, he turned into a ginormous monstrosity commonly referred to by fans as Metal Sonic Kai, who terrified many juniors back in the day due to making the inexcusable error of not being blue. The bad ending might have also affected them.

E for Everyone.

Luckily, Classic Metal got the right idea two decades later, and kept his blue colour scheme when the Phantom Ruby brought the form back in Sonic Mania Plus. As for Modern Metal, he had a brief life (or lives, if you count IDW) as Neo Metal Sonic, who - despite being made with the intention to be a darker, cooler, more serious iteration of the character - went the complete opposite direction by looking less like a frightening metal monarch, and more like a shonen anime’s midnight seizure.

Look at this fucking thing.

Elf shoes. Ripped skirt. Starfish haircut. Vaguely phallic strap in the appropriate area. Regular Metal may have a semi-cutesy look even in his more dangerous iterations, but at least he doesn't come off as a compensating son who doesn't quite know how to come out to his judgemental father, which is more than I can say for whatever the hell this is supposed to be. Is this really meant to be a more intimidating design? A more badass design...?

Then, as if this wasn’t ridiculous enough for Metal already, they had him transform even further into MechaGodzilla Metal Overlord, a goliath made from the remains of the Egg Fleet, with a side order of spikes and artist’s regret.

"Sonic, I was created for the sole purpose of destroying you... but I can never seem to defeat you... That is why I purchased Freddie Mercury's wardrobe with my own hands!"

Said form also returned in the IDW comic, rechristened Master Overlord, who traded the clawed wings and the flamethrower in exchange for symmetrical hands and a more simplistic body structure, at the expense of looking even more like a children’s toy.

Needless to say, Metal's had some... interesting transformations over the years. But his original look will always remain iconic, and rightly so.

The Personality: Metal Sonic's personality is harder to specify compared to other characters in the series, because his kill-first ask-later demeanour in tandem with his usual muteness means we see him most of the time as little more than a Sonic-shaped extension of Eggman's will. That said however, there have been deeper glimpses here and there into what makes his mechanical mind tick.

The most obvious thing to note is that Metal holds the very un-Sonic trait of not having time for nonsense. Sure, he might not be above taunting his organic counterpart in a likeminded way occasionally, but that aside, he's generally a pretty serious and humorless individual, a stark contrast to his creator and master that nonetheless works in the latter's favor, as the realisation that the goofy manchild Eggman of all people made this thing helps shoot down the myth that the rotund madman is all talk.

"He's behind you!" "Shut it wee man, this is a serious play."

Then there's his insanity, by means of identity crisis. It's not known if this was something that was there from the beginning, or if it's somethng that developed and worsened with each defeat, but at some point in his life, Metal convinced himself that despite literally being made with the intention of exterminating the actual Sonic, he himself was in fact the actual Sonic, and that the actual actual Sonic that already existed prior to his inception was in fact the actual Not-Sonic (or a faker, as would be used to describe a certain other lookalike). This belief has caused him to do a bunch of crazy stuff of dubious logic, and don't try to question him on his reasoning, lest you want him to cut you open like a Terry's Chocolate Orange.

His relationship with Eggman is something of an enigma. While his teenage phase betrayal in Heroes is probably the most mainstream evidence of how he feels about his master, it's easy to forget that this was the exception, not the rule. In nearly every other appearance before and since then, Metal has shown nothing but stone cold loyalty towards the doctor and his cause. Even in IDW, when he regained his Neo form and basically did everything he could to remind everyone that Heroes was a thing that existed, he did it that time around for the purpose of finding his master, and helping to restore his empire. A far cry from Neo's first attempt, when he was ranting and raving about how he should have the empire.

Thus, I can only conclude that while his Sonic-esque AI may cause him to get a little reckless, he remains genuinely devoted to his creator outside of his brief cocaine rush in Heroes... and Free Riders, but I don't think anyone knew what was going on in that one. I don't think he knew what was going on in that one.

But perhaps most surprisingly of all - according to the OVA at least - despite all his black-hearted ways, he is still capable of good, as evidenced when he saved the President and the legendary Old Man Owl from dying a fiery death. Whether it's an inherent part of his own nature, or whether it's a side-effect of his Sonic programming, isn't fully clear... but either way, he might want to make sure Eggman doesn't find out about it.

The Execution: Metal Sonic's execution is a complicated case, because there's a dissonance between when he's merely an obstacle for the good guys, and when they've tried to make him more than that.

When he's merely Eggman's instrument of evildoing, he does the job nicely. Sometimes his appearances can be underwhelming depending on the game (read: Sonic 4), but he usually provides a memorable scuffle when it's time for him to put up his dukes. Even if half of those are actually races.

When he aims for bigger, on the other hand? Well...

I've already joked about Neo Metal Sonic's design, but don't be fooled, for his ridiculous fashion sense is merely one part of my beef with the overall concept of Neo. Simply put, everything about Neo Metal Sonic goes against everything that makes this particular character work.

Ranting, monologuing, and running his mouth off does not work for Metal Sonic.

Gathering everyone's data with the intention of becoming Metal Everyone does not work for Metal Sonic.

Transforming into a goddamn dragon does not work for Metal Sonic. (I can let Metal Sonic Kai slide since despite being bigger and more monstrous, you can still recognise it as Metal Sonic specifically. Colour scheme aside, Metal Overlord/Master Overlord might as well be a random monster entirely.)

These ideas aren't necessarily bad on their own. They could work for another villain, or another Eggman minion. But for Metal Sonic specifically? It just doesn't work at all, and while some may be willing to handwave it as the result of Metal's insanity, I firmly believe it's more than possible to establish and delve into his inner madness in ways that DON'T contradict almost everything about him. A character being insane is not an excuse for turning them into a completely different character altogether, nor is it an excuse for just plain handling them in a shitty manner. By all means, I'm all for giving Metal a bigger role, and I'm all for expanding his character and his dynamic... just not like this.

Metal doesn't need to do all that in order to be effective and leave an impression. His portrayal in the OVA confirms that. OVA Metal was everything that Metal was known for at the time: straightforward, loyal, and silent, bar one line towards the end. And he still managed to be a very intriguing antagonist who served as a believably major threat, and who gave Sonic the fight of his life, and thus earned the hedgehog's disgruntled ire and his begrudging respect. That is the Metal that writers should aspire to. That is the essence of what makes that character.

So, despite everything, I still highly enjoy Metal Sonic when he's Metal Sonic, and not Something Vaguely Shaped Like Metal Sonic. He's stumbled a bit over the years, but when he's done right, he's always an eventful burst of fun, and ultimately, my fondness for those portrayals overrides my disgust towards elf shoes. And I'd love to see them expand on his dynamic with Eggman, which a certain well-liked series of shorts has thankfully given us a small taste of. Here's hoping the future will follow up on it...

“Now, if you may be so generous, hand over the Emerald slowly, or else I'm afraid your little friend will face the consequen-ooooowwwww my FUCKING wrist.”

Crusher Gives Metal Sonic a: Thumbs Up! (and Neo Metal Sonic a: Thumbs Down!)

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Freddie and Jim’s Daughter

Okay, so this is just a short imaginative fanfiction I’ve whipped up. Freddie and Jim’s daughter is turning eighteen, so Freddie has decided to throw a huge party for her.

Word Count: 1k

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My dads went all-out for my eighteenth birthday, but I only wanted a small affair. After all, it’s hard not for a rock star to go all-out, even if Papa tried to tell him to tone it down. I’ve always been more introverted. I’m not a performer and I dread being the center of attention. I insisted that just my family and band family be there, but of course, Dad snuck in a few extra people. And by a few extra, I mean approximately 50.

Pink balloons filled the back garden of Garden Lodge, our home. Aunt Mary spent all day directing florists and caterers on behalf of Dad. Papa personally grew the bouquets that laid on each of the tables.

I went inside to change before the guests arrive. Before I was adopted, my room belonged to Dad’s cat Delilah. He still calls it Delilah’s room sometimes. Aunt Kash and I had gone shopping on Bond Street the week before and Dad insisted that we come back with no less than ten dresses, so I have something for whatever I’m in the mood for.

I choose a black sequined dress and put on some flats. I have never been one for heels. I go to my bathroom and smudge on some eyeliner and brush out my hair a last time. Understated but good, I think to myself.

“Mabel! Guests have arrived!” Dad calls in a sing-song voice up the stairs.

“Coming!” I yell back. I give myself a quick once-over in the mirror and decide that I’m decent enough for people to see me.

I dash down the stairs and to the front door, nearly punting a cat and knocking over a Japanese vase in the process. “There’s my girl!” Dad says, pulling me into a bear hug.

There’s a knock at the door and I open it. “Happy birthday!” Uncle John throws his arms out to hug me. His wife Veronica stands behind him bearing an uncomfortably large gift.

I grin and run into his arms. “Big deal, turning eighteen! How’s my favorite niece?” John asks.

“Good, good! Come in!” I shoo him inside.

John and Veronica make their way to the garden and Uncle Roger comes in behind them with Uncle Brian and Aunt Anita.

“There’s trouble!” Roger says, kissing me on each cheek.

“Not compared to you at eighteen,” Brian says, slapping Roger on the back.

“Nah, Freddie and Jim would never have a problem child. She’s perfect,” Roger winks.

“How are your studies? Have you decided on what you’re going to do at university?” Brian asks.

“Music, most likely. But I’m also interested in English literature, so we’ll see,” I smile.

“I expect no less than a doctorate from you, no matter how long it takes” Brian grins, wagging his finger.

“Okay, Uncle Bri.”

I make my way to the back garden. Dad has outdone himself this year. Arches made of pink balloons line the walls, a string quartet is playing, and waiters are circling with trays of mimosas. Though I was initially against extravagance, it’s nice to know that someone loves you enough to pull out all the stops.

That’s the way Dad has always been. He likes to show his affection in the grandest way possible, either through his music or gifts or parties. Papa’s similar, but his gestures don’t have the same grandeur. He is more likely to leave little notes, hidden for you to find, or cook your favorite meal. Either way, I know my dads love me and that’s all that matters.

All the guests finally fill in the garden. Dad dramatically swings open the doors and announces, “Let them eat cake!” I notice Papa blushing and smiling behind him.

Waiters carry in a large sheet cake with “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MABEL JER HUTTON” written in blue icing. I knew instantly that it must have been Papa to order the cake; he loves calling me by my full name (“It’s beautiful, like you,” he tells me).

Dad waltzes through the guests to a piano that has been wheeled out. He sits at the bench and pats the seat beside him. I sit next to him and we both begin to play the scale exercises I always use to warm up. “Ready?” he asks.

“Ready, Dad,” I reply with a nod.

We lapse into an elaborate four-handed version of “Happy Birthday.”

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Mabel Hutton, happy birthday to you!” all the guests sing. I notice Uncle Roger taking the highest octave he can.

Dad and I both stand up and take a bow, with all the guests applauding. I have to admit, it does feel rewarding to have an audience. Papa begins to cut the cake and pass out slices. Dad wheels me over to the mountain of presents.

“Open ours first!” Uncle John shouts.

I tear into the present and instantly squeal. It’s a poster of David Bowie signed by him. “She’s his biggest fan, and probably his only one,” Dad jokes.

I lightly punch Dad in the arm. Next, I open Uncle Brian and Aunt Anita’s gift. It’s a plush badger toy, nearly identical to the one he gave me when Dad and Papa brought me home for the first time. “What did you name the first one?” Uncle Bri asks.

“I called him Baggie, because I couldn’t say ‘badger,’” I say, “Thank you so much!” I hug them both.

Finally, Uncle Roger hands me a gift bag stuffed with tissue paper. I pull out the paper and feel something soft inside. I pull it out and shriek, “IT’S THE HAT!”

“I thought you should have the ugly old thing,” Roger laughs.

I turn the hat around in my hands. It’s a slouchy patchwork of colored stripes with an embroidered brim. I had seen internet posts dedicated to this hat. Dad has old photo albums and Roger wore the hat frequently in photographs Uncle Brian took. “Freddie used to mock me mercilessly for that hat, so what’s better revenge than for his daughter to have it?”

I laugh and put the hat on and hug Uncle Roger. “Thank you all so much, I’ve had an amazing birthday.”

“We love you!” my family says in unison back.

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I Was Born To Love You- Ben Hardy fanfic- Part Three

Hello, loves! Loving the feed back in getting on this series! It’s for sure a long one, but I hope you guys are enjoying it!

Summary: Leah and the crew flew to London to film the Live Aid performance. She opens up to Brian about her life.

Warnings: sadness, death, angst

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Soon enough, Monday rolled around. It was 4 am. I grabbed my packed bags, pretty much filled with half my wardrobe and all of the make up and face/hair products I could take on the plane. I grabbed my passport, keys, purse, and phone and left for the guys' house. They were all staying in one big frat house that they had rented. After picking them up, I also picked up Bryan, Brian, and Roger.

'Austin has barely spoken to me since Tuesdasy.'

I drove to the airport. Everyone was asleep, after all, the flight left at 5 am. It was a long flight to say the least. I sat in between Ben and Gwilym. I connected with the two better anyways. Gwilym slept the whole time, and Ben complained that his back hurt and he was so tired that he couldn't sleep. I felt more like a babysitter at that moment. I comforted him and played with his hair until he fell asleep. I also fell asleep. I felt myself starting to dream.

There he was. My beautiful girl. I carried her with me for 9 months, she was 12 days early. She was so eager to get here. She loves playimg dress up. She was so outgoing. She had my eyes. I loved her so much more than I could imagine. I felt the love of my life behind me, holding me, kissing my neck. "We made that," I said, cradling his arms in mine. "We sure did." That wasn't Austin's voice. Who was this? I turned around to the familiar blonde who was currently next to me. I gasped.

I gasped so hard, I woke up. I woke up to my phone going crazy. Joe had tagged me in a picture on Instagram. It was a picture of the three of us; Gwil with his mouth wide open, dead asleep and mine and Bens heads against each other's sleeping as well. I smiled at the cuteness of the two, until I saw the comments.

'Who the hell is she?'

'Does he know she's married?'

'Her poor husband :('

They all assumed we were an item. I don't understand. "Um, Joe?" I said quietly. "What's up?" He said. "I really adore this picture, but would you mind taking it down? It's he comments," I said. He looked at it, and he looked shocked. "I'm so sorry, yes of course." He said. And with that, the picture was gone. Out of sight out of mind.

Hours later, we arrived in London. I had booked the hotel in advance, making sure the top floor of the nicest hotel in the area was reserved for them. The cast stayed in the rooms upstairs, the crew in the floor below. I figured it'd help with keeping the pap and crazy fans out. I made sure security was at its finest so the cast could from one place to another, safely. Once we arrived at the hotel, I showed everyone to their rooms. The guys requested to share a room, so I made sure they got the biggest room. It had two king sized beds. The guys, Bryan, Brian, Roger, and I had a quick meeting. I explained to all of them the plan, where everything was, and how transportation needed to go.

Rami raised his hand. "You don't have to raise your hand, Ram." I said. "Where are you sleeping?" He asked, the other guys responding with "yeah?" I laughed a bit. "I'm a few doors down. I've got the second biggest room." I said point to the direction of your room and flipping your hair. "Mmmm, no you need to sleep here with us." Gwilym said. "Who else will protect us?" Joe chimed in. "I'm your assistant, not your body guard." I said giggling a bit. I really was their babysitter. "Please, Leah? Pretty pretty please?" Ben whined. "I'll stay in here for as long as you want but I'm sleeping in my room, end of discussion. I'm married, remember?" I said, showing my beautiful ring. Ben looked at me, raising his eye brows. Only he knew what had happened. "I'm starving," Roger said. "Where can we eat?" "You guys can stay in my room and eat. My bags are unpacked and my room is ready, someone else is coming up here with your bags. I would unpack them for you but those are your personal belongings and I wouldn't feel comfortable with touching them. I've ordered some room service, I already know what you all like, so you guys can head over to my room," I said handing Bryan my key. "And chill out there for a bit. Just don't go through my stuff." I said. Everyone got up, Ben was the last out. Before he left, it was just us two in the room.

"How are things?" He said looking at my arm, the bruises had gone away. I nodded my head. "Okay. Could be better. Hasn't really talked to me. He's only come home before 3 am once last week." He could tell I had been holding these feelings in. "It sounds like to me you need to talk to someone about it. Get a second opinion." He said crossing his arms. I shrugged my shoulders. "Not much to talk about, really. He started to get really possessive and jealous when I took the job as assistant to Bryan. He's convinced that you all won't respect me. He didn't even care that I was leaving for a month or more. He only makes love to me when he's drunk, and it's not even passionate anymore. Just drunk, messy, and to be blunt, short. It's like he doesn't love me anymore but I know that's not true, I don't think." I said. I realized I had been rambling on for a while, I rambled myself near to tears.

I looked up at him and he seemed genuinely hurt by that fact that I'm hurting. I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a knock at the door and it opened slowly. "Bags, ma'am." A man said. "It's okay, come on in, leave them out infront if the beds, the boys can choose where they sleep." I said to him. He obeyed, and left to deliver more bags. "Sorry. I just can't really deal with this right now. It's best that we have this break, maybe this is just what we needed right now, a break. I don't want to focus on it, I want to focus on the movie." I said. I nodded at your comment. "Yeah." I said walking out of the room, into my room.

"Leah, you're a genius. How'd you know what we all liked?" Brian said. I laughed a bit. "It's my job to know." I said. I hadn't finished unpacking my bathroom bag, so I grabbed that and start to unpack it. "Hey, where's Ben?" Rami asked. "Probably still in your all's room. Your bags are in there, he might just be unpacking his. You all need to pick your beds." I said from the bathroom. Joe jumped up, running out the door. "I call next to Ben!" He yelled running to his room. The others followed. As I was unpacking, I saw some feminine hygiene things, which reminded me. I hadn't started yet. What day was it? I forgot when I started, but my period was never regular. I just knew I hadn't had one yet this month, and the month was almost over. 'Oh god please no...'  I thought to myself. I couldn't have a baby, not right now at least. Not until he was better. Because he was sick. That's why he hurts me. He's just sick. While I was staring at it, Brian came to the door, knocking quietly. He smiled nicely at me. "Everything alright?" He asked, leaning against the door. "Oh, uh, yeah." I said, throwing them in your bathroom box, it was three drawers on wheels to keep things in when I'm away for long periods of time. "Anything I can do you for, sir?" I asked, making eye contact. The way he looked reminded me of my parents. It was hard to look at him but harder to look away. He shook his head. "No, not at the moment. You don't have to call me sir, love. Just Brian will be okay." He said smiling again. I nodded your head. I didn't mean to seem tense, but I couldn't help it.

"It's just you and me in here right now, but I want to get to know you, if that's alright." He said. "Alright, what would you like to know?" I said leaving the bathroom, sitting at the small table provided in my room. He sat across from me, facing the door. "Tell me about when you first listened to Queen." He said. "Hmm," I hummed, I don't really remember Queen becoming part of my life, they just were. "I can't say I remember, no. My parents," I choked at that word. "My parents, really enjoyed the music. Went to concerts all over the world, followed your A Night At The Opera tour, even. You all were part of our family. When Freddie died, it felt like they lost someone. It was very personal to them." I explained, chewing at my lip, praying he wouldn't ask what he was about to ask. "How did they react when you told them about this movie?" He asked curiously. I couldn't help but to get mad, but I couldn't show it at all, the man didn't know they were gone, it wasn't his fault.

'They were gone,' I thought.

I laughed to myself a bit. Not because it was funny, just ironic. I looked down, trying hard to not shed the tears that were already coming. "They, uh," I started. He grabbed my hand, he could tell this was hard for me. "They're no longer here." I said, wiping away the tears to keep my make up from running. He squeezed my hand, looking shocked and feeling the pain I felt. "They passed away in this crazy train wreck, it'll be two years next week actually. It happened about three hours south of here." I said trying not to lose control. "I haven't tried avoiding you or Roger by any means. It's just so painful still, but getting to know you two, two people who I've considered family my entire life, it's been incredible. Unreal. I'm so honored to assist you both." I said, looking in his eyes, with salty tears in mine. Right now, I just wanted Lola.

I felt a bond with him. Obviously not in a romantic, gross type of way. But I haven't felt a connection, a family connection, with someone in a while and I knew my body ached for it again.

"I'm so sorry, my love." He said. I shook my head. "No it's okay, I'm fine. It's still just so hard. I didn't have siblings, my parents, who were both only child's, are gone. My only family now is my husband and he comes home smelling like alcohol and uses me as a punching bag and a sex toy and-" I stopped myself when that came out. Brian grabbed my hand with his other hand. "You need to leave him, Leah. We're your family now." He said so genuinely. I shook my head. "No I'm just your assistant. That's all I'm good at is doing stuff for others. Not that I don't want to, I love helping you guys do things when you need help!" I said correcting myself, not wanting to sound ungrateful. I couldn't help but to break down. "I'm sorry." I said, I couldn't help but sob.

With that, my phone went off. The touring manager calls. I think it's about the set, there's been a lot of issues with that. "I'm sorry." I repeated. I felt bad because my problems weren't his and I know that, I just couldn't help telling him. And I left the room.

Ahh! So exciting finally getting to share this series! I might post part four later today. Hope you all are enjoying! Xx

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Scream Part 1

Characters: Kim Yugyeom, Kunpimook Bhuwakul/BamBam, unidentified killer, BTS will show up in later parts

Words: 1633

Genre/Warnings: horror, angst, graphic depictions of violence, character death, more will appear in later parts

Summary: A high school community is turned upside down when one of it’s own is brutally murdered in their own home, and two students find themselves at the center of it all.

A/N: I’m really excited about this fic, because horror is my favorite genre and I absolutely love this movie!! Also, @kingdomoffarfaraway since you’ve read this on ao3 and already know who the killer is NO SPOILERS!! Hope you enjoy!

Knowing that his parents would be out for a little while longer, Yugyeom started The Conjuring and went to the kitchen to make popcorn. As soon as he pressed the popcorn button on the microwave, his phone began to ring. Not recognizing the number, he ignored it, thinking the person would leave him alone. After the same number called him three times within the amount of time it took the popcorn to pop, he finally decided to answer it when they called again.

"Who is this?" He answered, not bothering with being polite.

"I'm looking for a Jackson, is he there?"

"No, I believe you have the wrong number." He moved to hang up but stopped when the person started speaking again.

"I'm really sorry about that, I hope I didn't disturb your evening.

"Nah, I was just about to watch a movie, nothing important."

"Really? What movie?"

Yugyeom knew should have already hung up by now, but he chose to ignore that little voice in his head and opted to answer the stranger's question as he poured his popcorn into a bowl. "The Conjuring."

"So, you like scary movies?"

"I guess you could say that." Yugyeom carried his bowl to the living room and sat on the couch, watching as the family moved into their new house.

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

"I mean, it's not like I'm a huge fan, but if I had to pick, it would be either the original Nightmare on Elm Street or Scream."

"Both good choices." There was a silence on the phone, and Yugyeom debated whether or not to end the call now, however, he was bored and found no harm in continuing. He opened his mouth to ask a question of his own when the voice spoke again. "So, I've realized we've been talking for a few minutes now without having introduced ourselves."

Yugyeom laughed. "Is an introduction necessary? It's not like we'll continue talking after this anyway."

"Why not? Got a girlfriend that gets jealous of anyone that comes anywhere near you?"

"Girls aren't exactly my type."

"Boyfriend then?"

"I'm not in a relationship right now." Yugyeom tossed a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth.

"See? You got nothing to worry about. Now, why don't you tell me your name?"

"Why do you want to know my name so badly?"

"Because I want to know who I'm watching."

Yugyeom nearly choked on a piece of popcorn and abruptly sat up from his slouching position on the couch. "What did you say?"

"Because I want to know who I'm talking to."

"That is definitely not what you said." Yugyeom jumped up off the couch, not paying any mind to the popcorn he spilled as he did so and went to check to make sure his door was locked.

"It was just a slip of the tongue. Like you've never said anything on accident?"

"I'm hanging up now." Yugyeom said, now feeling highly uncomfortable.

Before he could pull his phone away from his ear, the voice said, "If you hang up, I'll rip your intestines out and hang you with them."

"You know I could call the police on you."

"With what phone? Your parents disconnected the landline years ago, and the only phone in your house is the one you're using right now."

"I can text my boyfriend to come over here." Yugyeom said, already putting the call on speaker and opening his messaging app.

"What happened to you not being in a relationship?"

"I lied, thought I could mess around with you. Like a catfish." Yugyeom said, trying to type while still talking. "He may not be the biggest person, but he is feisty and will beat the shit out of you."

"What, you mean the toothpick? I doubt BamBam could hurt a fly."

Yugyeom's thumbs froze at the mention of his boyfriend's name. "How do you know his name?" He turned the speaker off and put the phone back up to his ear.

"Why don't you turn on the patio light and see?"

Yugyeom gulped and headed towards the French doors leading out to the pool. He shakily reached for the light switch and flipped it up, revealing BamBam with a cut on his head, tied to a chair and gagged. "BamBam!" He moved to open the door.

"Don't you dare go outside or I'll slice his throat right here in front of you!" Yugyeom immediately let go of the knob and backed away slowly. "Good boy. Now, we're going to play a little game. I'm going to ask you questions, and if you get one wrong, you can kiss your pretty little boy toy goodbye."

"Why are you doing this?" Yugyeom sobbed.

"I'm the one asking questions here!" Yugyeom tried to suck up his tears, not wanting to seem weak to the person on the phone. "First question, what did Hitchcock use for blood in the shower scene of Psycho?"

"Chocolate syrup, everyone, including people who haven't seen it, knows that." Yugyeom said, his heart rate calming down slightly since he got a question right.

"Good. See, this isn't hard." Yugyeom swallowed back his tears as he awaited the next question. "Next question, how many people did Freddy kill in the first Nightmare on Elm Street?"

"Uh..." Yugyeom filed through his memory, counting up who all died in the first film.

"Come on, you said it yourself. This is probably your favorite."

"Four! It was four!" Yugyeom blurted out.

"Correct." Yugyeom sighed in relief, turning to look out at BamBam, who was struggling to get out of the chair. "Final question, and this is for the big bucks. In Freddy vs Jason, of the two killers, who survived?"

"Neither! They were both killed!" Yugyeom cried out, confident that he had saved his boyfriend.

"Ooh, tough break. Looks like you lost your boyfriend."

"What? No! I've seen that movie a hundred fucking times, and they both died!"

"Then you've also seen the ending scene a hundred fucking times. You know, the one where Jason walks out of the water carrying Freddy's head, and Freddy winks at the camera? they both obviously survived if they were able to do that." Yugyeom felt the tears falling down his face again as he realized the person was right. "Say bye bye to lover boy." The patio lights shut off right after he said that.

"No, BamBam!" He ran up to the door and tried to open it, only to realize the person must have locked it from the outside or done something to prevent him from opening it. His struggle only stopped when something hit the door. He looked up to see BamBam's bloody, lifeless face sliding down the glass, causing him to scream.

"You know..." The voice got Yugyeom's attention, causing him to lift his phone back up to his ear. "I saw you checking your door earlier, but are you sure it was actually locked?"

He immediately turned to look at his front door, which was his mistake. The glass of the patio doors shattered, causing him to fall to the ground in cover. He didn't move until he saw a boot entering his house. He jumped up and ran in the opposite direction towards his front door. He struggled to get it open as the killer slowly walked towards him. He finally twisted the lock right when the killer arrived and slashed his arm, succeeding in drawing blood.

He cried out in pain but managed to duck out of the way when he saw the killer moving to stab him. He ran back to the patio doors, jumping out of the now open space and running across his yard. He looked behind him to make sure the killer wasn't following, causing him to trip over a rock. When he lifted his face from the ground, he realized he was eye level with a boot. He tried to crawl backwards in order to move away from the killer but stopped when he felt a sharp pain in his back from a knife being driven through his skin.

He saw the headlights of his parents' car moving towards the house, and he believed he could probably make it to them in time. When the killer pulled the knife out of his back, he lifted himself up as much as he could and began to crawl towards the driveway. He felt the knife dig into his back again, and tasted blood as a small trickle trailed out of the corner of his mouth, but he still didn't give up. "Eomma..." Barely a whisper left his mouth as the knife was driven into his back a third time and he finally collapsed on the ground.

He felt someone roll him over onto his back, and he stared up into a classic Ghostface mask. He reached up to remove the mask, wanting to at least know who killed him in case he came back to haunt someone's ass, but failed as the killer stabbed him in the chest, and he felt his life draining away.

***

The Kim couple walked into their house, discussing the film they had just seen. Their discussion came to a stop as the saw the popcorn and glass all over the living room floor. "I'll call the police." Mr. Kim said, already pulling out his phone.

"Yugyeom?" His wife called out as she stepped further into the house, hoping to find a trace of her son. She stopped in front of what used to be the patio doors and froze at the sight. "MY BABY!!" Mr. Kim rushed to his wife's side to see what the problem was, but he too stopped at the sight of his son's body floating face down in their pool, the water gradually being stained red.

Next Chapter

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Character Information (Cayla)

Have you ever been considered popular? I wouldn’t say so. I have been told people want to listen to what I have to say but that’s not really popularity.

Besides earth, what planet would you come from? Just because I like how it looks, Saturn. Your signature perfume? I don’t really wear perfume that much, it’s more of a body spray that’s not as strong. This is what the bottle says it smells like though: star flower, sandalwood musk, sugared tangelo, white agar wood & radiant amber . What pets do you have/want to have? Somehow, I have none at the moment (in the fic) but I feel like I’ll have to get a dog at some point because I love them. Favourite undersea creature? None. They scare me. Describe your room with just 5 words. Messy. Figurines. Bookshelf. Desk. Fan. Favourite type of chocolate? I don’t really have a favorite. I just know I don’t like biter kind of chocolate AT ALL. I suppose if I had to pick though, I have always liked white chocolate.   What do you like most about Winter? Looking at Christmas lights with Tony ( I know that only happens at December but it’d be amazing.) What do you like most about Summer? Touring with Queen (I assume they did some summer touring). What types of things would you plant in a garden? Maybe edible type stuff like vegetables. Favourite attraction at a carnival? THE GAMES! I am a sucker for the games. If I am not survived, I will blow my money on the games. What toys did you play with as a child? Barbies mostly but I was more of coloring/computer game child. Describe the darker side to your personality. Well, I’m judgmental. Not of friends or family really but of strangers. If I get a bad feeling from them or I just don’t like a comment they’ve made, I’ll try to avoid them because they’ve done something I saw as negative. That’s just not a great thing to do when you really don’t know the person. What types of music do you listen to? Rock and I guess pop. Favourite type of tea? English breakfast tea. But that’s really the only one I’ve tried other then the sleep inducing tea (that does not work). What, without fail, makes you cry? Someone yelling at me.  What makes a movie really enjoyable for you? Having Tony there so I can predict how the movie will end before its over. What is your ideal romantic experience? Going somewhere neither of us have ever been before and just find amazing things to do there. If life was viewed as a theatre stage, what role would you play? Oh lord, probably the character in charge that’s there to keep the plot on track.   If you had your own shop, what things would you sell? Ohh cruelty free makeup.  Favourite way to decorate a cake? I’ve done this once and it was a disaster. But I suppose just frosting. What gift(s) did you get for your birthday last year? Elton got me a pair of ridiculously expensive shoes that I may break my neck in, Deacy got me an Elvis record, Freddie got me a painting of Marilyn Monroe and Rachel got me a really cool leather jacket. (In reality I got KH3 but where’s the fun in saying that?)  What is your favourite type of weather? Bright but cool autumns.  What is your zodiac sign, and do you relate to it? Pieces and yes because of all the crying but that’s about it. I think I may be a lot more like my raising sign which is Ares.  Favourite type of bird? This going to sounds weird but I love ducks. I’ve never had a duck. I’ve never touched a duck. But I love them so much. I love Mallards the most. I have no fucking clue why but I always try to take pictures of them.  What do you daydream about the most? Probably Tony. No lie. Just Tony.  Name a game you are really good at. I’m kinda good at board games (just not scrabble).  Are you a religious person? Yes and it’s mainly because of my upbringing. But I don’t align myself with 95% of religion. It’s a personal thing to me and the thought of going to church or something make me uncomfortable. So, I kind of just keep to myself about it and never force any type religious thing on anyone. I hate when it’s done to me so I’d never do it to anyone else. I also fully support other religions which I don’t think they want you to do but I do. As long as we’re all being nice to each other and not harming one another, I don’t care what they believe or don’t believe. What kinds of snacks do you munch on? Oh I like trail mix a lot, yogurt and grapes (also junk food). What emotionally exhausts you? Arguments of any kind. What accessories would come with a doll version of you? A makeup bag probably. Favourite thing to do when it’s night time? Analyze movies with Tony who humors me by trying to get as deep into it as I am.  Favourite type of candy? Those sour but not really sour at all gummy worms.  What cosmetics do you use? All of it. I take pride in eye shadow though because that’s were you can get really creative. Favourite drink/beverage? Sparking water or iced tea.. Describe the biggest party you’ve ever been to. One time Tony threw a gigantic party where a shit ton of music industry people showed up and things got wild quick.  What countries would you like to visit? Italy, America and Japan. Favourite fruit? Watermelon. Have you ever seen a shooting star? A couple but they’ve always gone by so fast that you can’t really make a wish. How do you like to bathe/shower? I never have time for baths but I do like them. I save them for when I’m more stressed out. I normally just shower with the water like WAY too hot. Name 3 of your favourite jewellery pieces. I’m not really a jewelry person. It’s just not that important too me over all.  What is your wildest fantasy? Lol, I’ll pass that one too.  Favourite forest animal? I really like otters, bears, anything soft and cute.  What do you normally eat for breakfast? Usually, hard boiled eggs if I have time, blue barriers and toast with jam or honey.  The most childish part of your personality? I’m very stubborn and competitive. What piece would you be on a chess board? Oh shit, I feel unqualified to answer this. I just took a quiz and it said Queen. I like that.  Favourite thing to eat at a patisserie? I don’t really eat baked goods either. How is your love life right now? It’s a mess. What types of things do you like to read about? Fantasy, Science fiction, romance (if it’s really fucking good which it’s normally not) and biographies.  Favourite type of fantasy creature? Pegasuses. Name a very rare item that you would love to own. Tony Stark’s heart (that sounded sweet but reading it again sounds creepy).

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This is part of the Phillies’ future. And that future is happening now.

The Phillies once again took care of the Dodgers last night, 6-2. They’re 31-33 since the All-Star break. And the young guns were out in full force yet again.

Aaron Nola gave up only two runs on five hits in seven innings of work and struck out eight batters. Odubel Herrera went 2 for 3 and got an RBI on a bases loaded walk. Aaron Altherr hit his 18th home run to tie him with Rhys Hoskins for third on the team. J.P. Crawford recorded his first career triple with the Phils.

But once again, it was Hoskins who stole the show, batting in four runs on the night, including a bases-clearing double to break the game open in the bottom of the seventh after a 10-pitch at-bat! The man can do it all, even if he doesn’t hit home runs.

I’ve watched more Phillies baseball from the start of August to now than I have for the first four months of the season. Guys like Hoskins, Nick Williams, and now Crawford have brought life back to CBP.

The two teams play again tonight at 7:05. Jake Thompson faces off against Alex Wood.

The Roundup:

Sticking with the Phillies, Matt Breen discusses when fans may see Scott Kingery or Tom Eshelman next season:

The Phillies can preserve a year of Kingery’s club control by stashing him at triple A until roughly the middle of May. They can sacrifice six weeks of the season — in a year when the Phillies do not expect to contend — in exchange for delaying Kingery’s eligibility for free agency from 2023 to 2024. The Phillies would not be the first team to do such a thing.

Keeping Kingery at triple A would be a bit more challenging if he has a stellar spring training for the second straight year. The Phillies will likely try to move either Cesar Hernandez or Freddy Galvis in the offseason to make room for a future double-play pairing of Kingery and J.P. Crawford.

Eshelman could crack next season’s starting rotation, but a lot of that depends on how the team attacks the free-agent pitching market this winter. The Phillies already have eight candidates on their roster to fill a rotation alongside Aaron Nola. Eshelman, a 23-year-old righthander, is probably ticketed for triple A but could be the first pitcher promoted when a need arises.

The outfield is one of the team’s strengths, but could Aaron Altherr be the odd man out?

Finally, former Phillies beat writer Meghan Montemurro announced she was laid off from The News Journal after spending three and-a-half years covering the Phils.

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The Eagles may need to find temporary replacements for Rodney McLeod and Jaylen Watkins for a few weeks, according to Zach Berman:

Both players have hamstring injuries. No official prognosis has been offered, but a league source told the Inquirer and Daily News they could be sidelined for a few weeks.

That means veteran Corey Graham would start at safety in McLeod’s spot, and rookie Rasul Douglas would likely make his first career start in the place of Darby and Watkins. Both players played the bulk of Sunday’s loss to the Chiefs.

The team tried to sign safety DeAndre Houston-Carson from the Bears’ practice squad before Chicago promoted him to their 53-man roster.

After Doug Pederson gave his vote of confidence for Isaac Seumalo, offensive coordinator Frank Reich did the same. He also answered questions about the pass-run ratio:

“I’ll assume you’re right. I remember getting the number at halftime and I think we were 18 to 9, or something like that. We go out and hit a couple of plays in the passing game. All I can tell you is, as a play caller, you’re calling what you think is going to get the team down the field in that situation. So that’s what we were doing.”

Speaking of the run, Kevin Kinkead says there’s actually three problems to the team’s run game.

Chris Long is donating his first six game checks to fund two scholarships in his hometown of Charlottesville, Virginia.

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— Chris Long (@JOEL9ONE) September 20, 2017

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Giroux-Coots-Voracek? Claude Giroux played left wing in practice yesterday, but could we see him there during the season? Anthony Sanfilippo has more:

“We’re in camp and we want to look at all the good options we might have, and this is one we wanted to look at,” coach Dave Hakstol said. “This was a good day to take a look at it in practice and overall it was a pretty effective day for that group.

“G is still our number one center, but he’s such a skilled player that he can play anywhere on the ice. The level of camp G has had is outstanding. We talked about this a lot and thought this was a good time to look at it. We still have to evaluate it and take a look at it further and see where we go from there. We’re not going to draw any conclusions, but we’ll look at it and see if there’s a next step.”

That wasn’t the only new position he played. He threw out the first pitch at the Phillies game last night.

New starting goalie Brian Elliott is getting used to Philly’s system:

“It’s really intense. I think it’s a lot concentrated on [the defense] joining the rush and scoring,” Elliott said at camp on Saturday. “It’s just the first two days, and I’m sure they have their reasons to [do] certain drills, but we just have to kind of trust the process and go out there and do what they’re asking us to do.

“The first couple of days haven’t been really goalie friendly, let’s just say that.”

Defenseman Robert Hagg is ready to make the jump to the NHL this season.

Flyers take on the Islanders tonight at 7 in split-squad action. One group will play at the PPL Center in Allentown, while another will play at the Barclays Center in Brooklyn. The Allentown game will be on TCN.

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With Sixers training camp around the corner, Rich Hofmann ponders five questions regarding the team’s rotation.

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Temple’s freshman quarterback Todd Centeio could be used more in tomorrow night’s game against South Florida.

Kevin Kinkead spoke to former Union executive and current National Lacrosse League commissioner Nick Sakiewicz about his soccer past and what he’s doing now to grow lacrosse.

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In other sports news, the New York Giants are also sticking with a struggling offensive lineman for the Eagles game.

After Santana Moss said that Robert Griffin III loved the Redskins firing Mike Shanahan in 2013, RG3 fired back:

No subtweeting needed Santana Moss, I treat you like a brother & have always had your back. To openly lie about me is a betrayal…..

— Robert Griffin III (@RGIII) September 19, 2017

Former Bears cornerback Charles Tillman is training to join the FBI.

Former Sixers player and head coach Doug Collins is back with the Chicago Bulls as a Senior Advisor of Basketball Operations.

This NBA offseason might be the best offseason in history:

Kevin Durant admitted that was really him on Twitter at #TCDisrupt

The NBA offseason >>> most actual seasons (: @anthonyVslater) http://pic.twitter.com/sY2mTr1v6B

— SB Nation (@SBNation) September 19, 2017

Devils forward Brian Boyle was diagnosed with chronic myeloid leukemia:

“For us, we’re in a good spot,” Boyle said, speaking about his wife, Lauren, and their two children, both under the age of 3. “We have a good plan of attack here, and I’m looking forward to getting on the ice and playing, to be honest. When that happens, I don’t know. But my mindset is Oct. 7 [opening night], to be honest with you. I don’t like missing games.

“But it’s just a thing you have to deal with, we have to deal with it, and that’s for us to deal with. Hopefully the season can go on as normal and regular as possible, and we don’t have to be asking about it all the time. If I suck one night, it’s because I suck, not because of any other reason. Hopefully, if that’s the biggest issue, than that’s a good thing.”

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In the news, Philadelphia mayor Jim Kenney appeared on Bloomberg to make his pitch for Amazon to have their new headquarters in the city. Some key points:

Cheaper real estate than New York or Washington

Dense concentration of colleges and universities

Close to eastern seaboard economic hub

10-year property tax abatement

Methacton School District has cancelled classes today as a teacher strike continues.

More details on the death of a Lafayette College freshman have been released.

Hurricane Maria has made landfall as a Category 4 storm in Puerto Rico.

Toys R Us has filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy.

A pop-up restaurant in Baltimore is serving up an insect-heavy menu to promote eating bugs as a viable protein source. This is one of the most disgusting things I’ve heard:

“With food, having fun is important, so I think this is a great way to bring awareness and have some fun while doing it,” he said.

How the hell are you having fun eating bugs? What’s wrong with crabs and seafood, or pretty much any other normal food?

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