#bamf evolution au

[a-roguish-gambit]

Poor kurt. His bamfbies do not understand his fear of cosleeping and potentially hurting them. The good news is you have nothing to worry about regarding these guys considering it’s canon that all you need to do is gently squeeze a bamf a little and they will instinctively teleport away. (Note do not cosleep with your babies human babies are not bamfs)

once Kurt figures out that’s safe though things will be better. They are much more willing to nap this way in a big pile with the lorge bamf.

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for...

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1. ITMF a fic where the Lans or the neis or the cultivation world in general find out about the abuse wwx takes at jiang sect and the other sects trying to help him @zerokogane

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2. Have you all seen maze runner? Yeah. I want a wangxian maze runner version/fusion/setting/same plot or something!!

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3. A) ITMF fics where, in a wedding Wei Ying catches the flowers/bouquet brides throw?

Itmf fics where B) wwx is like a mystery unsolved to anyone and everyone

C) wwx is a magician. Like those cool tricky people uk. Could be real / fake magic. @constellationdks

3B)

Old Foreshadows by protos_metazu_ison (M, 15k, WangXian, YLLZ WWX, BAMF WWX, War, Universe Alteration, Sunshot Campaign) not sure i'm understanding the request, but maybe one of these?

🔒 never been away so long by sundiscus (G, <1k, wangxian, Modern, Pre-Relationship, First Meetings, Ambiguous/Open Ending, (but a happy ending in the endnotes!), Ghosts)

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4. Hello, thank you, my favorite fic comes from your recs. Any fic recs for lan xichen x jiang yanli. No modern era please @dramaqueenrolf

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5. hii, for the next imtf can I ask for a fic where lwj and wwx break up and r mopey about it? a modern au maybe, like there's no promised goodbye here

thank you!! @mercurygirlwt28

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6. Hello! I have a read fics where the characters cultivate to immortality and the story picks up with their lives in modern era. I like the combo of traditional clothes, cultures, and canon personalities in the modern setting. Are there more fics like this? (I cannot remember the names of the two I have read in the past. In one I think WWX loses his memory and regains it upon backpacking to modern Cloud Recesses? In the other WWX time travels to modern and meets LWJ who has lived all those years.)

ridiculous future bullshit by sami (M, 61k, wangxian, WQ/JC/LXC, LSZ & WWX, LSZ/Other(s), LSZ & his family, JYL/OMC, Future Fic, movies, the rewriting of history if the past was different the future is different, But still ridiculous, Humor, the evolution of fashion, immortals through history, LWJ visits other cultures and judges them, Modern, best boy LSZ, Pride Parades, Cats, the legend of WQ, Academia, Border Crossings, biosecurity, oz quarantine is SERIOUS BUSINESS, Kinda cultivated to immortality, Paperwork, Family, Parents and Children, Uncles and nephews, the mortifying ordeal of your family seeing how you really live, Social Media, Chaos Gremlin WWX, Slight Hostage Situations, University, outsider pov, WWX vs Local Culture, actions have consequences, Pets, Movie Stars, Fluff) though it’s a sequel to And Time Is But A Paper Moon so some people are immortal in RFB who died in canon.

Thanks for giving me an excuse to dig up one of my favorite tropes from my bookmarks!! The Future is Ours to Keep series by makebelieveanything & nerdzeword (T, 25k, wangxian, JC & WWX, JC & YZY, JYL/LQY/WQ, post-canon, modern, immortality, reincarnation, healthy family relationships, epistolary, groupchats, fluff) Some beloved cast is immortal in modern times, some reincarnated

Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours. by JaenysBloodcourt (T, 3k, WangXian, Immortal LWJ and WWX, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending, Well it could be a Bittersweet Ending, Love Confessions) Wangxian are immortal, but have pined for a thousand years, and (spoiler!!!) they do get together but mind the bittersweet ending!!!!!!

dark and glimmering by Sanguis (T, 5k, wangxian, post-canon, modern, technology malfunction, established relationship, married couple, immortality) Beautiful and wangxian-centric, not so much about the modern world. But the world is around

Wandering Souls, Wild Ghosts by belleweather (E, 49k, wangxian, post-canon, victorian au, case fic, rentboys, smut, married wangxian, immortality, canon-typical violence, period-typical sexism & racism & homophobia, voyeurism, families of choice) Victorian England with immortal!wangxian’s adventures!

Traditions Series by Witch_Nova221 (G, 7k, WangXian, Family Feels, Family Fluff, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Tree, Christmas Presents, Modern with Magic, modern day cultivators, Cloud Recesses, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Married Life, family traditions, wangxian family feels, Romance, Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day Fluff, immortal cultivators)

A Tale of Two Immortals by esk95 (M, 31k, WIP, WangXian, XiCheng, XuanLi, Post-Canon, Like waaaaay Post-Canon Modern AU, but cultivation still exists, Immortality, Reincarnation, Pretty much everyone is a reincarnation except Wangxian, Secret Identities, Modern with Magic, Immortal!Wangxian) A beloved wip: Immortal wangxian try to solve a mystery, poor Sizhui just wants to be a cultivator and have support of his parents who don’t know anything about cultivation (lol), a lot of reincarnated folk around

MDZS: The Golden Engine by iffervescent (E, 82k, WangXian, XiCheng, Explicit Sexual Content, Immortals) The summary says it all: “In the modern era, immortals Lan Zhan and Wei Wuxian return to Gusu. New evil and old friends + new friends and old evils.”

All Old Things are New Again Series by The Feels Whale (miscellea) (M, 59k, WIP, WangXian, XuanLi, ChengQing, Reincarnation, Modern AU, canon still happened, extreme post canon, Sugar Daddy, Kink Negotiation, gentle dom!LWJ, canonical levels of consent play, Modern Cultivators, Epilogues, yunmeng bros reconciliation, rabbit acquisition) has some immortal lwj and lxc with reincarnation wwx,and it's amazing.

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7. ITMF fics which have wwx's ghosts. Remember ghost brides? And that ghoul child? They don't have to have a major part or something, just the fuc having wwx talking and being friends with ghosts.

It can also have the ghosts taking care of wwx. Loving him and all uk

when the sun goes out by travelingneuritis (E, 176k, WangXian, Modern Cultivation, tech cultivation, Necromancy, Angst with a Happy Ending, insecurity around adoption, Dad!WWX, dad!lwj, Grief/Mourning, Mistaken Identity, Mood Whiplash, Body Swap, sex tears!, Falling In Love, Consensual Somnophilia, apocalypse (localized), Smut, unrealistic sexual stamina, Flashbacks, Time Skips, Illustrations) if you're okay with OC ghosts I highly recommend When the Sun Goes Out by travelingneuritis, it's one of my favorite fics and wwx's relationship with his ghost army (Kaichuang in particular) is one of the reasons why

Ad Oblivione by Baph, HikariNoHimeWriter (M, 70k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Multiple, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Identity Reveal, Golden Core Reveal, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Abusive YZY, Angst with a Happy Ending) WWX has a ghost companion who helps him & acts as a mother figure towards him

let the sun go down on your anger; let it burn you to sleep by enbysaurus_rex (Not rated, 86k, wangxian, WQ & WWX, graphic depictions of violence, chronic illness, narcolepsy, chronic pain, YLLZ WWX, oblivious WWX, sleeping beauty elements, body horror, WIP) has pretty much every one of Wei Wuxian's ghosts playing a part and teaming up with his family to help take care of him in their own way

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8. hii, for the itmf

are there any fics w the trope "someone who believes they're hard to love and someone who loves then like it's breathing?

I hope ure having a nice day!!

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9. Any fics where yu ziyuan treats wwx like a son or nephew??

And Time Is But a Paper Moon by sami (M, 139k, WangXian, XiChengQing, Time Travel, Fix-It, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Healing, Mental Health Issues, PTSD, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, BAMF WWX, BAMF JC, BAMF LWJ, BAMF JYL, Getting Together)

Sail Away Sweet Sister by sami (M, 73k, WangXian, YZY/CSSR/MDM Lan, MingLi, Time Travel, EXTREME Canon Divergence, Wide Focus Narrative, Some People Live/Not Everyone Dies, Most Named/Canon Characters Live, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Families of Choice, Parenthood, this work contains a major tonal shift, Fluff, Angst, Underage Sex, not particularly explicit, but not at all ambiguous, PTSD, Only a tiny bit, Unforeseeable consequences, The butterfly effect, Slightly Dark JYL, Asexual Characters, but that’s not really the focus, Canon-Typical Violence) Also most of sami's time travel fics. this one for sure, probably a few others in the Same Moon series

Across the street to another life by danegen (M, 99k, WangXian, Modern AU, unleashed au, Family Fluff, Set in America, Hurt/Comfort, Past Child Abuse, Addiction, Crime, Amnesia, Ableist Language, another fridged mother, POV Alternating, past wwx/ofc, past wwx/omc, Medium parent YZY, A-Yuan is wwx’s biological son, Musicians, Happy Ending) it's mostly late in the fic but "across the street to another life" REALLY earns that "medium parent yu ziyuan" tag. Far from perfect but really steps up when it matters.

Hope series by RoseThorne (T, 57k, wangxian, WWX & YZY, WWX & JFM, WWX & JYL, YZY/JFM, JC & WWX, LQR & WWX, LXC & JYL, Madam Jin & YZY, LQR & JFM, LXC & LWJ, Transmigration, Time Travel Fix-It, Illnesses, Family, Scars, Memory Loss, Angst, Crying, Music, Nosebleed, Fear, Recovery, Nightmares, Sharing a Bed, Flirting, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good Parent YZY, Referenced Sexual Slavery, Blood and Gore, Monsters, Sexual Tension, betrothal, Arranged Marriage, Grief, Adoption, POV Third Person, POV Alternating, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Good Parent LQR, Clairvoyance, Butterfly Effect, Kid Fic, Epistolary, Food, Secrets, Resentful Energy, Cultivation Sect Politics, Character Death)

The Best Gift by Lan_Wangjoe (E, 45k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mistaken Identity, Miscommunication Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Family Fluff, Family Dynamics, Falling In Love, Idiots in Love, Dorks in Love, Nice LQR, Meet the Family, Nerdiness, Science Boyfriends, Science Experiments, Fake Science, Science Husbands, Geeks, Work Contains Fan(s) or Fandom(s), Fandom Allusions & Cliches & References, Fans & Fandom AU, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Adopted Children, Marriage of Convenience, Secret Marriage, Didn't Know They Were Dating, Stupidity, Himbo LXC, Lan Himbos, Lán Family Feels, Everyone Is Alive, Everyone Thinks They're Together, Good Parents JFM and YZY, Genius WWX, Geniuses)

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10. Does anybody have anything where it’s just Immortal(one of them could be reincarnated and recultivated immortality) Wangxian being happy through the ages or in modern society? (Preferably modern Cultivation society) @omgnectarina

The Future is Ours to Keep series by makebelieveanything & nerdzeword (T, 25k, wangxian, JC & WWX, JC & YZY, JYL/LQY/WQ, post-canon, modern, immortality, reincarnation, healthy family relationships, epistolary, groupchats, fluff) (link in #6) Some beloved cast is immortal in modern times, some reincarnated

Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours. by JaenysBloodcourt (T, 3k, WangXian, Immortal LWJ and WWX, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending, Well it could be a Bittersweet Ending, Love Confessions) (link in #6) Wangxian are immortal, but have pined for a thousand years, and (spoiler!!!) they do get together but mind the bittersweet ending!!!!!!

dark and glimmering by Sanguis (T, 5k, wangxian, post-canon, modern, technology malfunction, established relationship, married couple, immortality) (link in #6) Beautiful and wangxian-centric, not so much about the modern world. But the world is around

Wandering Souls, Wild Ghosts by belleweather (E, 49k, wangxian, post-canon, victorian au, case fic, rentboys, smut, married wangxian, immortality, canon-typical violence, period-typical sexism & racism & homophobia, voyeurism, families of choice) (link in #6) Victorian England with immortal!wangxian’s adventures!

Traditions Series by Witch_Nova221 (G, 7k, WangXian, Family Feels, Family Fluff, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Tree, Christmas Presents, Modern with Magic, modern day cultivators, Cloud Recesses, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Married Life, family traditions, wangxian family feels, Romance, Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day Fluff, immortal cultivators) (link in #6)

A Tale of Two Immortals by esk95 (M, 31k, WIP, WangXian, XiCheng, XuanLi, Post-Canon, Like waaaaay Post-Canon Modern AU, but cultivation still exists, Immortality, Reincarnation, Pretty much everyone is a reincarnation except Wangxian, Secret Identities, Modern with Magic, Immortal!Wangxian) (link in #6) A beloved wip: Immortal wangxian try to solve a mystery, poor Sizhui just wants to be a cultivator and have support of his parents who don’t know anything about cultivation (lol), a lot of reincarnated folk around

MDZS: The Golden Engine by iffervescent (E, 82k, WangXian, XiCheng, Explicit Sexual Content, Immortals) (link in #6) The summary says it all: “In the modern era, immortals Lan Zhan and Wei Wuxian return to Gusu. New evil and old friends + new friends and old evils.”

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11. Itmf pregnant wwx doesn’t realize he is pregnant at first. Broody, hormonal, instinctive, etc., can be foxxian but doesn’t have to be. Bonus points if LWJ has it figured out. Any era is fine.

I didn't know I was pregnant! by Haunted_Cheese (G, 1k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Modern AU, Mpreg, Unplanned Pregnancy, Childbirth, Omega WWX, Alpha LWJ, Pregnant WWX)

🔒Little fall of rain by luckymoonly (M, 10k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, WWX didn't know he was pregnant, Mpreg, Mention of Birth, Family Feels, Nielan himbo rights, soft LQR, Misunderstandings, jealous lwj, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending, Smut, Breastfeeding, Thirsty Granny Wen, JGS being his usual self)

🔒Surprise Baby! by trulywicked (M, 10k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Modern Cultivation, Mpreg, Unplanned Pregnancy, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Didn't know he was pregnant, birthing scene, Little bit of blood, A/B/O Dynamics, Inspired by Twitter, Established Relationship, Fluff)

Blood, Google, and Love by Prairie_Grass (E, 4k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, they were roommates, A/B/O Dynamics, Getting Together, Mpreg, semi graphic giving birth, Alpha LWJ, Omega wwx, Intersex Omegas, (or you could head-canon WWX as trans if you wanted), Fluff and Angst, the run-on sentences are on-purpose because WWX and LWJ are both:, neurodiverse characters, slightly traumatic birth)

Impermanence, Transience, Permanence by Best Bepsy (BepsyGray) (E, 39k, wangxian, canon divergence, unplanned pregnancy, mpreg, gore, sunshot campaign, assumed miscarriage, medical procedures, childbirth, golden core reveal) And the case of 'didn't know I was STILL pregnant'

Does Wei Ying have Covid? by Webawee (G, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O Dynamics, Mpreg, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Established Relationship, Pregnancy, Morning Sickness) there's a hillarious fic called does wei ying have covid? its exactly as it sounds our oblivious baby wwx thinks he has covid when lwj thinks wwx is scared to be pregnant/ anxious and wq is wq its great

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12. (Previous part added to FF)

if you could also recommend fics where lwj rejects wwx at first then feels so guilty about it after seeing/hearing about wwx suffering due to his rejection (just any au with this trope)?? i am a sucker for angst with a happy ending.

we are blessed in this community for all the work that you do, thank you so much! 🙇🏻‍♀️ @emkaii

When the Words Stop Coming by mrcformoso (T, 7k, WangXian, Canon Compliant, POV WWX, POV LWJ, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Pre-Sunshot Campaign, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Canonical Character Death, Love Confessions, Rejection, LWJ is a Panicked Gay, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Trauma, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sad with a Happy Ending) Basically where WWX confesses, lwj keeps rejecting him, and canon still happens.

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13. Itmf NMJ is everyone’s big brother (also the best brother nmj).

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14. Hey, hope you're well. ITMF Wèi WuXian appreciation fics. (ex- stunted, starving, juvenility, hua xianle) @tinyfoxpeach

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15. Hello! I wonder if there are works, where Wei Ying died from strangulation in the field by the hands of Jiang Cheng? Thank you!

Lay my body down by tawaen (M, 48k, WWX & WQ, WWX & WN, wangxian, WWX & JYL, canon divergence, time travel, rogue cultivator WWX, no golden core transfer, not cultivation world friendly, not JC friendly, OCs) Might not be what the requester wants? WWX dies in the siege of the Burial Mounds & part of his spirit gets flung through time & latches onto the moment where he is strangled & his heart stopped & goes 'it's free real estate', resulting in a time travel AU where WWX choses to nope the fuck out of the cultivation world. He does die in that moment, but if the requester wants an angsty MCD fic, this ain't it / has Wei Ying die of strangulation but a fragment of his soul returns to that moment and he lives again.

False Catharsis by mondengel (Not Rated, 792, Horror, Angst) WWX dies. It's only 700 words but it hits hard.

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16. Hello~! ITMF hanahaki disease fics, preferably canon setting? In hanahaki trope someone who has unrequited love will grow flowers in their chest until the roots and branches kill them. Basically a curse to wither away in sadness and die unless your love is requited.

Regret Blossoms by piecrust (G, 7k, wangxian, Hanahaki Disease)

This Lantern Shines For You by apollonie (M, 10k, wangxian, Hanahaki Disease, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Canon, Pining WWX, WWX Needs a Hug, LWJ is a Disaster Gay)

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17. Idk if you'll answer this but do u know any fics where lwj travels back in time to his younger selfs body and gets to change how he was like with wwx? (Bonus points if it was just a dream) thanks!!! 💗

A Narrow Bridge by FrameofMind, Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle) (E, 700k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Getting Together, First Time, Pining while fucking, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Angst with a Happy Ending, CQL Verse, almost everybody lives/almost nobody dies, epistolary-ish, canon-ish side pairings, radishes) LWJ goes back & changes his decision at Qiongqi Path

🔒 The Second Hand Unwinds by trulywicked (E, 25k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, Time Travel Fix-It, not JC friendly, not Yúnmèng Jiāng Sect friendly, not Jiāng Family friendly, not YZY friendly, Time Travelling LWJ, Protective LWJ, Fluff, Minor Angst, Minor Character Death, JGS is his own warning, Wooing, LWJ is romantic af, Inventor WWX, Genius WWX, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Protective Gūsū Lán Sect, Supportive LXC, Good Uncle LQR, WIP) LWJ goes back to CRSA

A Matter of Time series by mrcformoso (E, 70 k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, POV LWJ, POV JC, Dark LWJ, Manipulation, Grooming, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Consensual Underage Sex, Except problematic please read warning in first chapter, Blood and Violence, Insane LWJ, Manic LWJ, Conditioning, WWX is a Lán, Minor Character Death, Confused JC, Golden Core Reveal, Good Friend NHS, WWX Isn’t Adopted by the Jiāngs, Abusive Jiāng Family, Jiāng Family Bashing, Jiāng Family Critical, POV NHS, Dark NHS, Anal Sex, Marathon Sex, Dual Cultivation, Qīnghéng-jūn Lives, LWJ Has a Big Dick, WWX Self-Lubricates, Plot Twists, Porn With Plot, Scheming NHS, Manipulative NHS, BAMF LWJ, BAMF WWX) Features dark!LWJ. Mind the tags

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[bamfoftheundead]

personal pirate au ayyyy

crimson king and sea fox, twin mutant brothers that were abandoned at birth by their mother and sent to live in a catholic orphanage. While one grew up to become catholic the other detested all religion. By the ages of 18 they had gotten jobs on a pirate ship as handlers, assisting in theft against the capital. One night the eldest twin (darkholme) overthrew the cruel captain [via tying him to the anchor and dragging him alongside the ship until he died] and named himself and his brother captains of the ship. Together they became the most fearsome pirates known to all seven seas! they steal they kill, they lie and maim. Though terrible and feared were they, they were also fair. They saw the suffering, abuse and poverty they’re fellow mutants suffered and sought to change it. They built a powerful and loyal army and raided the cities, overthrowing the rich capitalist and nobles. They continue deeds like these for some years until they come across the kings court. 

The kings army is far bigger and more elite, it’d take more than a raid to take them down. So, as they aren’t known by appearance [fabricating lies so to throw off their enemies] they infiltrate the court from the inside and plan to tear it down brick by brick. There they meet a mutant woman, Katherine Pryde. a noble and pioneer for her fellow mutants. Using her statues and wealth to bring as much fortune and food as she could to the sufferers. The pirate twins fell, they fell hard. The plan were nearly falling apart thanks to the noblewoman that had bewitched them collectively. Soon the woman, kitty as they’d come to call her, discovers their true identity and joins their rebellion, pleasing them both.

Together the three mutants take down the king and his army, they kill the royals and nobles and redistribute their wealth to the common folk. Soon after they marry! and set sail for their next adventure

to this day its said the three lovers roam the seas taking down the “elite” and helping their fellow mutants

sorry i got carried away lmao, i got an idea and decided to doodle it. If i had the talent i’d write more about it but good lord im awful at period pieces, theres so much you have to get right and uugghhhhh historical accuracy is a bitch

@mikeellee​ and @dannybagpipesarecalling​

[lilyvines]

VV, any fic recs?

yeah! i have a whole #fic rec tag, and i have a tag called #fic talk where i just like. talk about fics i liked, usually in a more casual way, so you can check there if you're curious!

here's some more fic recs tho :D

Scary Dog Privilege by ScumbagSimon

humans are space orcs, with human!tommy and alien!sbi. pretty much all lighthearted and sbi fluff. tommy gets kidnapped in space and sbi comes across him and tries to help him. very fun, and i am a big believer in fic where tommy gets to be a little bit batshit. as a treat (~5k, finished)

How Much Earth Do You Carry In Your Lungs by Dragonire

more humans are space orcs, but this one has more plot than the other one! human!tommy gets kidnapped and trapped in a cell and eventually meets alien!wilbur, who thinks tommy is totally gonna kill him. bamf tommy, awesome action scenes, and some really interesting worldbuilding that isn't dumped on you! i like this one a lot, and it's part of an ongoing series (~17k, finished)

guided evolution by fathermooshroom

a tommy spiderman au! very relevant since he was invited to the nwh premiere and all. tommy is spiderman in london, and everyone else is along for the ride. there's a huge cast in this one, many with important roles, and even though it's long, it sucks you in very quickly, especially if you like spider-man! (~210k, unfinished)

If we don't leave this town, we might never make it out by grasstastic

wilbur is leaving town by himself, but his plan is halted when he finds tommy stowing away in his van. modern au with some wonderfully written characters, and character dialogue. please check tags! (~35k, finished)

One Day I Met God (Turns Out, He's an Idiot) by Sunshine_3

human!tommy and gods!sbi who think tommy's the most endearing guy ever. tommy enters in a contest to win the favor of the gods, mostly just because he thinks it would be funny. this one has more action and plot than you would expect, but it's a very fun read, plus all canon characters are portrayed as nice people (~33k, finished)

in memoriam by hoorayy

a semi-canon compliant angst/character study about sapnap and wilbur, mostly focused on how sapnap loved l'manburg. very good, a little sad (~2k, finished)

All Hallow's Eve by Doodleboo

semi-canon compliant fluff! so much fluff! features mostly bee duo, but it has tons of other people, and we get to see uncle tommy with micheal :D i know it's a little late to read a halloween oneshot but shhh it's fine it counts and i like it (~10k, finished)

bonus!

Guitar Strings and Keyrings AU by Anonymous (@/ceakip here on tumblr)

my fav sbi foster fic! ive recced this one before but a new wilbur pov oneshot just came out and i like this series a whole lot :D check tags tho!

Ours Poetica by zeeskit

a very sad sbi modern au, with sbi being a broken family, and tommy being a poet. very beautifully written, very sad. ive recced it before but its good (~49k, unfinished)

Cheater, Cheater by mangoball

i will say right off the bat: this is a twitter fic. like it is posted all on twitter in the form of fake screenshots (its a social media au). its a crack dnf fic but it's also the funniest thing ive ever read, and probably entirely satire. its so funny and will leave you in tears, plus it has another part coming out for the holidays! (finished)

[starry-skies-116]

GregEvan Character Analysis (FNAF Project Samsara AU)

This is like the whole compiled post of GregEvan's character analysis: TW warnings include PTSD, trauma, flashbacks, depression, nightmares, etc.

Enjoy my compiled rant about my mentally ill android/golem brunette vessel boy lol:

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Prologue- Introduction:

Okay- I’ll go ahead and admit, for a literal child that’s appeared in his original human life in the minigames of FNAF 4, and then again in Security Breach in his reincarnated robotic vessel form (taking into account the GregEvan/GregBot theory), I went into depth on his character development a LOT within my interpretations of his backstory and personality, as well as crafting quotes for him and actions that he (in my AU) would do to further drive home his personality and character evolution and the transformation he undergoes with every bit of emotional grief and traumatic event he has to endure.

Taking into account the sticky notes in the Post-It note room and the messages written on them (go check out MatPat’s video on them for in-depth context), the broken glass in the parts and services room, most likely the actions of Gregory in a act of panic, hysteria and desperation out of pleading for his own life unsuccessfully (read all the parts of my fanfic “Software Instability” for more information on my AU), and the terse, apprehensive way he behaves throughout the beginning of the game, I think I have a solidly crafted character arc for my AU- for the universe of FNAF: Project Samsara.

What I like the most about Gregory is that he seems standoffish, blunt and rude for absolutely no reason at first- however, if you take into account his previous personality, the nightmares he endured, and the sheer amount of trauma he went through… one might actually feel pretty happy that he’s become this self-advocating and domineering over himself, despite the overly cautious attitude and survival mode being a bit of a stretch (but, again, very understandable).

He’s a teeny bit of a bitch, sure- but what I love about him is that he’s THAT BITCH. He is the BADDEST BITCH. He’s a certified badass- a child BAMF- and he’s earned that title with his blood, sweat and tears. 

Dude has layers. And, at least to me, he has so much potential and is so interesting- this is what I like about the GregEvan theory- it adds so much complexity and character development to the character of the crying child, Evan Afton.

Like, say what y'all will about Gregory, but I love him. He may be mentally a child, but he's a badass. Even in disgrace, even in failure and unimaginable pain and tragedy and strife and tumult, he does not shame himself- he never, ever, ever gives up, never stops fighting for what he believes in, never stops fighting to bring his goals and his dreams to fruition.

He's a certified BAMF, and not just because of his character development, his past life, his losses, his goals, his tragedies, or his nature as a golem/android physical vessel brought to life via extremely dark and questionable methods (my AU). I dunno, it's just impossible for me to hate him, in case y'all couldn't tell before. I love him, I just do.

I mean, did y'all see the way he kicked Chica in the garbage compactor? Savage. Literally- judgement has been passed, they didn't stand a chance. 10/10.

I wanted to do an analysis/headcanon post on him that may be updated and reblogged several times as time goes by because, well, God has favorites, even if he treats those favorites like shit someti- er, okay, fine: most of the time.

Here I present the character arc of our Patient Zero- from past to present, despair to hope, anguish to faith- once merely a victim, now reborn.

Evan and Gregory- two halves of the whole, reincarnated, reborn.

From old trees come new seeds that take root and give birth to new life- in the ashes, a beating heart is reborn, the flame undying- the soul burns brighter than the stars, alight forevermore.

Part 1- Origins:

Evan Cristopher Afton (The Crying Child) is born as the youngest son to the Afton Family sometime around 1972-1973, after Fredbear´s Family Diner was founded. Normally, his age range differs from six to ten, varying depending on the AU, and his place in the family ranges from youngest to middle child to even being fraternal twins with Elizabeth Afton.

In the universe of Project Samsara, Evan is ten, the Bite of ‘83 taking place around his eleventh birthday, which is why Gregory, the reincarnated “perfect” vessel, is created to look around eleven to twelve years old, and he is the middle child, being three to four years older than Elizabeth, and because of his age and pace of maturity within his place in his family, causing him to take on a more caring and open-minded, “maternal” disposition with Elizabeth.

Almost immediately, we see Evan’s personality and major character flaws. We are introduced to him in the minigames as timid and harmless- a quiet, meek and easily emotionally provoked and vulnerable child who easily believes what he sees lurking in the dark, most likely the result of a corrupted spiritual core via emotional stress or tension, or just a hyperactive imagination, something that a lot of children have. 

In the process of designing him, I didn’t want to give him bright blue or green eyes like Michael or Elizabeth had, like he has in so many AU´s- it would be the result of genetics inherited from their father or mother, sure, but those choices didn’t… sit well with me, somehow. So there I sat, testing unique eyes on him. 

Then, the idea to give him the compound eyes of an insect came to me- a recolouring of Kocho Shinobu’s eyes but with a natural color- a deep, dark brown, so rich and nebulous- so twilight dark it almost appears next-to black, reflecting glimmering specks of light in their wake. No pupils, just pure, unblinking eyes, wide and large, gentle and kind. Reflecting the universe, the celestial bodies of the heavens in their wake, shining with brilliance and curiosity about the universe, the forces larger than man, watching intently over life and growth and change, with every blink.

(I’m rambling about his eyes again, aren’t I.)

From then on I decided to make Evan, and consequently Gregory’s, entire appearance resemble that of someone with a demure, unassuming and outwardly “weak” demeanor- large, gentle and dark eyes, different than that of the bold, bright and piercing eyes of the rest of his family, a soothing and silvery voice, almost nectarous in nature and pleasant to listen to. Light and near-graceful footsteps being made even when he walks, highlighting the more cautious side of his personality: a small, short and weak stature- not malnutritioned in any way, but rather more lithe- petite and dainty, if one will exemplify further, almost as if such a body structure is meant to convey submissiveness.

Everything screams that of a meek, “cute” child, from his pale complexion, taking on the appearance of smooth, pearly white skin tinged with apricot and peach-colored blush here and there, his soft and youthful features, being characterized physically by full cheeks, rosy petal lips, high cheekbones, a cute button nose, somehow naturally curved lashes, not to mention somehow thick and perfectly trimmed brows- hell, even his hair is somehow pretty. It’s thick and voluminous, wavy and slightly tousled in style- dark chestnut brown in color, shimmering as his bangs fall over and frame his face with a piece conveniently falling in between his eyes.

I basically made him the type of boy that would’ve grown up to be ridiculously pretty as an adult. Excuse me while I go cry now because haha foreshadowing goes brrr.

The tragedy begins with the headcanon that he- that Evan- wasn’t always like this.

At first, he starts out at four years old as someone who is easygoing, calm and cheerful- articulate, intelligent and quite intellectually/emotionally mature for his age, evidenced by the way he would sometimes have deep conversations with his Fredbear plush. He starts out as someone who craves affection and gives it in return- someone who endlessly loves, trusts, respects and appreciates those around him. 

However, as the years go by, Evan becomes more and more anxious and internally stressed, as evidenced by the Sticky Note dialogue and his behavior throughout the minigames. As his family grows busier and busier with work and life, the more his home life grows tense.

Furthermore, the older he gets- the more he has to outwardly mature, and the more he has to focus on his perception of who the world wants him to be, and the more he has to take care of his younger sister. He begins to develop a version of empty-nest syndrome- every day, he secretly craves affection and validation- he craves to be emotionally, spiritually and physically vulnerable and helpless without someone hurting or humiliating him. Just for once, even if it’s only once- he wants to be selfish, childish and pampered, and he especially desires this from his older brother Michael- more on their relationship and how it evolves later.

The concept of chasing material pursuits- external glory- comes from his father, as well as the world around him- and rather than confronting his feelings and providing the proper self-care for confronting and pacifying said feelings… wouldn´t it be so much easier to bottle them up? To be what the world expects of you? To never feel your own pain again, and instead escape by feeling the pain of others?

***

I´ll offer you a bit of short worldbuilding context within this post to give more clarification on how souls work within my AU of FNAF:

Since the beginning of creation itself, all of life is born with a soul, evidenced by the real life explanation that all things containing cells are somehow biologically alive. Varying from lifeform to lifeform, all things have something in common, as they possess a life force that continues to keep their physical and organic components somehow alive, referred to via many names.

The entity itself has three components, most visibly common in humans:

The vessel

The soul

The shadow

All held together by this inexplicable life force that goes by many names varying upon the sources referred to.

The vessel, which serves the role its name suggests, and is exactly what its name suggests as well- the physical vessel that is a part of the entitaem, instead of the body just merely being something the soul loosely inhabits with no connection to the body whatsoever. The physical vessel contains the memories, personality, consciousness, spiritual core, heart, and most of the emotion (keyword being most), and is characterized by humanity, self-awareness, the unique personality the person possesses, a basic-to-complex array of emotional spectrums, and the retention of all five senses as a way to sustain the vessel, and by extension, the soul and the shadow.

 The soul, which departs from the body upon the death or “expiration” of the physical vessel. One historian comically dubbed and described organic bodies as having a “shelf life” varying depending on the lifeform in context, but the soul, as described by many, is eternal- being able to take on many forms, possess many things, and even have, to some extent, supernatural abilities if the entity in question is particularly powerful or spiritually potent.

The shadow, represented by the person’s past regrets, desires, and lingering emotions and sensations, often fueled by strong primal instincts instead of more “human” emotions, some examples being pleasure, pain, love, trust, fear, hatred and rage. Oftentimes they take the form of wraithlike, inky black creatures without any detail or form, only with visibly glowing white eyes, hence the name of “shadow” given to it. They can vary from anything, from butterflies to animals to vaguely human-like figures, to monstrous, vengeful and hostile approximations of tormented souls that have suffered particularly tragic and violent lives or deaths, the latter often belonging to souls that linger on the physical plane of existence- tormented spirits whom cannot find peace or rest due to unresolved conflicts and lingering wishes unattended to and disrespected.

In most theologies, the soul moves on to the afterlife once it has found peace, and it can only be found peace through some sort of ritual, as prehistoric humans have found, resulting in the human culture of immense respect and veneration for the dead. However, emotional muck from when the individual was alive can tend to impact their entire self.

In Evan´s case, it´s a plethora of things- horrible, saddening, harrowing and internalized things that build up on their own and eat away at him from the inside out with no one there to notice or take care of him, to validate him- and what makes it worse is that he has to deal with such things as a child building up inside of him, and he feels guilt for feeling and thinking such things, and for being spiritually corrupted with negative emotions. He has a good life, does he not? Why does he still feel sad? He shouldn´t feel sad, he doesn´t have a right to feel sad, does he?

(He doesn´t yet know. It´s never that simple, it never has been.)

Actively confronting the darker parts of yourself and accepting them, though it is a difficult and arduous journey that many people never bother to start, let alone complete, can reduce and even eliminate corruption within yourself. Moral of the story: don´t neglect your needs, physical, emotional or spiritual. Take care of yourself, please- because that´s what Evan failed to do, and that´s exactly what comes back to bite him every day without him even knowing fully about the existence of mental health and personal needs.

Focus on yourself before you can focus on others- forge your own identity and beliefs and stick to who you think you are- embrace all parts of yourself, even the ugliest, darkest parts, and take steadfast charge of yourself and your own destiny because it´s YOUR life, and YOUR rightful future- that´s the purpose of the existence of the soul, and Gregory/Evan´s character arc through what I´m trying to signify in the AU, primarily directed from my own beliefs drilled into my head as a kid- if you can´t stand, how can you help others stand?

***

Already, the gaping stomachs of his nightmares and their undeniably sharp teeth are what set off all the alarm bells in his brain- of course, he´s a child. Being tormented by them for four-to-five years of his life, as they sometimes showed up, sometimes didn´t- who wouldn´t be scared of them? Who wouldn´t be scared of their own internal struggles and insecurities, ignoring their needs due to personal weakness and heavy diffidence, so prominent that it weighs them down, locking their true selves away? 

Evan spends the final six out of all ten years of his first life actively running away from who he is- he´s scared of exposing his heart to the world, as if they´re going to hurt or break it, whoever ¨they¨ are. The nightmares are a perversive reflection of the internal struggles he faces. It is a culmination of the sentiments, unfulfilled desires and pain that corrupt his mind and soul. He runs away from the darkest corners of his thoughts when his body actively tries to warn him that this kind of fear, this kind of emotional withdrawal and willful self-torture isn´t healthy for him. Every night is a representation of how he feels, the worst parts of his sentiments worsening even more every day.

And the saddest part? Evan’s hope for his family and his future, and his willingness to trust others that formed the original basis of his childlike, carefree naivete that all children start out with was massacred at such a young age, and now, his faith and pride in himself is slowly diminishing- rotting away as he sinks further into his own despair, neglecting his own needs more and more, caused by the views of his family, his peers, his elders and the world around him morphing and distorting the way he sees himself, as well as pre-defined a set of strict expectations that he can’t seem to reach.

The only things that seem to be keeping him going is what the world expects him to be, and his pride and sense of adoration and love for his family. That’s not enough to sustain a person, much less a child.

And don’t even get me started on his growing sense of emptiness and personal loss caused by his perpetual soul dissociation as a result of neglecting his spiritual needs- that’s a persisting problem that plagues him even when he is reborn in his new robotic vessel and takes on the identity of Gregory.

He feels like everything is spiraling out of control. He doesn´t know his place in the world- he doesn´t know who he´s meant to be. He feels like he has no say, no power, no control over how his future, and the future of his family, unfolds due to his severe lack of confidence and, by extension, decreasing self-esteem, which is harrowing to watch.

The aspect of life he struggles with the most is duty, purpose. He grapples with destiny on a spiritual level constantly, not believing that his life is within his control. He is afraid of who he is, and he does not have enough faith in himself to empower himself to truly believe in himself- to try harder, become stronger, for the sake of not only those around him, but himself.

Evan is around seven when these thoughts truly begin to surface as a reaction to his environment- he is spiritually uneducated, young and still searching for an identity and his place in the world, so he is MASSIVELY underequipped at this time to deal with such premature emotional and spiritual urges to nurture and essentially pamper himself. He doesn’t ever know why he feels this way- he has a great life, right? 

So many other people have it worse… why is he being ungrateful all of a sudden? He has a pretty rich family, a nice neighborhood, and a great Uncle Henry alongside his “cousins” Charlie and Sammy. Food is on the table every day, a roof is above his head every night when he goes to sleep, school is going great, he loves his family and friends, everything is supposed to be fine! He’s supposed to be happy!

So why is this happening…? That is the question he wonders.

He tries every once in a while to confess this to his family, his father and mother and his siblings- now, don´t get me wrong, they´re not bad people or a bad family (William wasn´t truly bad at the time). They utterly, truly, deeply and really love him. But do you really think, with how busy and caught up with life they were at the time- William buried in his work, Eleanor taking care of Elizabeth, Michael navigating teenage life- that they were going to listen to him? Evan, the apparent ¨crybaby¨ of the family, who complains about Michael and his friends tormenting him, as well as the nightmares haunting him, every day? Would they, with their lifestyles practically orbiting around hustle culture, not once stopping to think about their own wellbeing and needs, listen to the needs of the middle child, bother to pay attention to his concerns?

There´s no doubt about it- he´s being denied validation and acceptance, and the resources needed to heal and maintain his happiness that he once had- he´s being denied support to actively take control of his life, to grow, mature, find his identity and take charge of his own decisions- his own destiny.

Evan everyday is being infantilized, pitied and patronized by his own family.

His family do love him, don´t get me wrong- not once have they neglected him… they just failed to properly understand what Evan was trying to convey, and consequently, they fail to understand the actual danger that ignoring his emotional and spiritual needs, as well as his corruption and contamination was doing to him. This is a symbolic representation of how refusing to confront your past- the ugliest and neediest parts of yourself, refusing to work on yourself and your growing maturity, and how the toxic need to remain ¨strong¨, can damage you further down the road- which is exactly what Evan did. 

As a result, he grows more emotionally and spiritually poisoned, and his previous repression and withdrawal starts to have serious consequences on him- he starts crying and bursting into tears more easily, becoming more susceptible to bouts of fear and hysteria- lashing out at Michael more often in response to his pranks, possessing a terse and distant attitude towards his father and mother, being forced to take on a maternal role for Elizabeth, not having any true friends besides his neighbors and the acquaintances he makes at school, and most of all… being trapped under the illusion that he´s inadequate- that he’s not good enough for his family. That´s the eventual conclusion that his mind prematurely comes to. And what makes it even worse is that due to his dwindling faith in his ability and himself as a human being, he never bothers to be proactive and cognizant about how he can improve upon himself, despite the deep-rooted desire to work on himself.

Wouldn’t it be so much easier, so much better, to fall into the label society gives you? To effectively become what the world thinks you are, and nothing more? Nothing deeper?

After all, why even bother trying to reach your full potential? Why bother trying to be braver- to be stronger, to be better, to be more than what those around you say you are when you´re not good enough to take control of your own life, your own destiny, when you´ll never be good enough to even start trying?

As a sort of coping mechanism, one that evolves into a habit, Evan starts listening to Elizabeth’s troubles as he takes care of her. On a general scale, this evolving empathy and desire to help comes in the form of easing the workloads and burdens of others, such as helping his mother with dishes and cooking because he feels the need to- so that he doesn´t feel like a whiny burden and a disappointment to the Afton family name. I feel the need to remind everyone that the surname of “Afton” as the founders of both Fredbear’s Family Diner and Fazbear Entertainment would be incredibly famous within the town of Hurricane, Utah, and eventually across all of the United States after the founding of Fazbear’s Entertainment (given the circumstances of the outside world and Security Breach’s location, the Pizzaplex), so already being placed in such a position was putting a lot of pressure on his shoulders.

Of course, every now and then, he feels compelled to confess about the nightmares and his feelings to Elizabeth, but he knew that not only would she brush it aside or not understand it due to her young age, but that would shatter the facade he so carefully constructed just for her. What kind of older brother burdens their younger siblings, especially their younger sisters, with their problems?

On top of this, he becomes an important figure in Elizabeth’s life- for example, he encourages Elizabeth´s confidence further and pushes her to show her gold stars she got on all her assignments to her father and he actively listens to her rant about Circus Baby. But he also listens to her problems and internal strife on her worst days, and displays his love for her, empathy for her struggles, and proves and demonstrates time and time again that he will always love her no matter who she is and who she wishes to become, and will always support her. Most importantly… that he will always believe in her.

He, as an older brother and the oft patronized and infantilized child of the family, tries to prove his maturity and self-worth via providing the support and affection to Elizabeth that his family failed to provide to him as soon as he got older. Keep in mind that he is still a child, so events such as these would scar him incredibly deep- deeper than he would like to realize.

We, in both the sticky notes and in the FNAF 4 minigames, also see a lot of dialogue about running away or hiding- these messages are written as if the writer is calculating and planning a sort of ‘escape route’, further highlighting Evan’s descent into fear of both himself and the nightmares that plague him, caused by spiritual corruption. 

By the time we see him ingame, five days before the party, his life had essentially become a living hellscape- his mind was physically sick, not working properly on an actual biological basis like how a normal human brain should. The nightmares could practically be considered hallucinations at this point, and his neglect of his own spiritual and emotional desires and needs have prolonged for so long that they’ve started impacting his physical body in noticeable ways, i.e. insomnia, severe anxiety, and panic attacks. 

His spiral has reached rock bottom- to drive the nail further into the coffin, he only has his Fredbear Plushie for comfort- Michael has begun to spend more time with his friends as they frequently ganged up on him to tease and bully and ridicule him more often than not, his father is practically engrossed in his work every day now that Fredbear’s Family Diner and Fazbear Entertainment has become especially popular, and his mother had already enough on her plate looking after their family’s needs as there were. 

He wanted nothing more than to hide- for the storm inside to silence itself, for it to be clear, cloudless skies littered with the stars again. There’s no way this possibly could get any worse.

…It gets worse, doesn’t it?

Of course, of course! Of course it gets worse- when it comes to FNAF, it always does!

Because even before Evan’s death and reincarnation, his spiritual corruption began to impact his relationships, especially that with his big brother Michael on both ends. And he never gets to fully dive into the reason, until later, as to why.

And that probably is one of his biggest regrets, more than anything- that they couldn’t be there for each other, that they couldn’t explore and deeply understand each other better than what their prejudice and hubris would allow them to, to bring their hearts close together like they should’ve done all those years ago.

That they couldn’t confront whatever was thrown their way together… like they promised on that stormy night all those years ago.

Part 2- Older Brother Issues:

You’ve heard of Daddy Issues, and you’ve heard of Mommy Issues. Now I think it’s well past time you get ready for older brother issues- specifically, Michael Afton issues.

When they were young, the relationship between these two were untainted- sincere and pure. Of course, they teased each other- like, a lot- Michael would steal Evan’s plushie, but he would always return it. He would lock Evan in his room or sneak inside to jumpscare him whenever he walked in, but he didn’t have that stupid Foxy Mask on back then- one key difference. Even then, Michael didn’t give two craps about whether Evan liked him or hated him back then, not even bothering to think about such things- for all he knew, the moment he locked eyes with his younger brother as a baby, he loved him- deeply, dearly, overwhelmingly, inexplicably- something awakened within him, an instinct he didn’t know he had- to preserve, to protect. 

They made a lot of promises between each other, shared countless secrets between each other, as many as the wonderful memories they had. The bond they possessed was deep, like a healthy mixture of a bond between siblings- brothers, and between a father and a son. They swore that they would be connected together forever, never growing apart.

However, as they all have learned the hard way- life tends to be complicated, more often than not.

Michael desired nothing more than for Evan to be proud of himself- to realize that he was a gift, existing as he was, for him to realize that the world was cruel and for him to defend himself, not accepting anything from those who desired to abuse his kindness and cheery demeanor (which ironically was lost as years went by).

He feared that he couldn’t defend his younger brother forever- the nightmares and spiritual corruption was something he surmounted to childish fears, something that further confirmed his troubles. Every day, their relationship began to become tainted and crumble apart further and further- fast forward to the years of 1980, and Evan is already way too deep into his spiral, and Michael has begun to distance himself from his father, and unintentionally, Evan, by spending time with his friends. Of course, he possesses a strong bond with them, and they’re good, supportive and close friends… but he is always tinged with guilt at the end of the day. Does he really hate his younger brother…? Does his younger brother hate him for lashing out at him so frequently? Is that why they argue… because he shows his true self in front of him?

And meanwhile, Evan is angry. He’s angry because of the love he still has for his brother, deep down amidst the neglected, blackened wasteland of a spiritual environment he has within him.

He resents the secrecy- the dishonesty, the lack of proper communication and proper self-care running in his family, the Aftons- painted as this picture-perfect neighborhood family to everyone around him, and meanwhile he despises such things with a burning passion because the smiles in the photo aren’t real. They’re hiding something.

He resents the stupid teenager things that Michael now keeps doing with his friends, things that continually and consistently patronize, disrespect and infantilize him- things that continually deny him of the validation, the acceptance and support of his own emotional and spiritual needs and the acknowledgement of the nightmares that continually plague him- the acceptance that he wants, craves and oh-so desperately NEEDS.

And yet, in all that time… Evan never really hated or even disliked Michael. Reasons for such things can vary, from refusal to let go of past memories and therefore past perceptions of his older brother, to a steadily deteriorating sense of self and an already low self-esteem disguised as humility, but even then, Evan always looks at Michael with so much pride and adoration glimmering in those eyes of his, always viewing him through rose-colored glasses and always looking up to him as a role-model to follow similar to how Elizabeth views both Michael and him. He wishes to actively seek out his love, approval and affection, but at the same time… even Michael’s mere presence imposes fear onto Evan- a fear of rejection, of humiliation, of being bullied or scared or teased again.

Evan feels as though Michael won’t accept him for who he is- he won’t see him in moments where he is true to his heart, emotional and vulnerable, and take care of him and love him nevertheless like he wants those around him to do with him.

Of course, he does get annoyed when his older brother bullies or makes fun of him with his friends, and he obviously retaliates and defends himself like any sane human being would. However, in moments when he renumerates and laments his relationship with Michael, you can see how much he truly respects, loves and admires the other. 

One of the things he despises is Michael actively seeking him out, using his status to assert dominance over his younger brother in order to bully him and get away with his actions with Evan being forced to dismiss it to his peers, his other sibling, and his parents as “normal older brother behavior”. Their conflict, when taking this into account, is largely one-sided- Evan only ever reacts in a hostile way whenever provoked, and, even though it goes against his best wishes, tries to avoid Michael whenever he can.

The kind of warped mindset that drives this sort of behavior could most likely be that Michael needs an outlet to take his anger out on, so he inclines proclivitively towards Evan as his punching bag since he sees himself as a superior and domineering figure over Evan’s currently timid and submissive personality- it is a warped, twisted kind of relationship driven by corrupted love and fear, with Michael internally wishing that Evan could simply “be braver and stop crying”, being blind to Evan’s internal struggles and being completely oblivious as to what is truly going on beneath the surface.

Then again, he’s not the only one to blame for his insensitivity… within Evan’s family, the Afton family, who wouldn’t be to blame for his first undoing before his rebirth?

Part 3- The Meaning of Pain:

I’ll go ahead and confess when I say that I find the nightmare animatronics absolutely horrifying. I mean, I’m average height, and these fuckers are already, like- what, a whole three feet taller than me? Poor Evan over here is only 4’5, and these stupid demon hallucinations are already out here looking like they can swallow me whole, let alone a terrified child like him.

(Please do not make fun of me /j, it took me two days to beat the final night of FNAF 4. I still possess the burning desire to sock Nightmare Fredbear in the nose in real life to further cement my hard-earned superiority over him.)

When I decided to further study into the appearance of the nightmare animatronics, the description of their physical appearance I found on the wiki page was quite interesting, and served as proper and thorough breakdown of what otherwise would be incomprehensible nightmare fuel:

“Most of the nightmare animatronics are featured with a deteriorated appearance with a big series of rips and holes all over, sporting a total of ten fingers with spike-like claws/nails, an excessive amount of long dangerously sharp teeth (found in both the structure of the animatronics and the endoskeletons), and small metallic eyes. Their endoskeleton heads look suspiciously similar to that of a human skull, with a line of indentations down their forehead (FNAF Wiki).”

This, in and of itself, is a clear sign that these animatronics were not made for Fazbear Pizzerias- couple that with their grotesquely sardonic and bloodthirsty behavior, reminiscent of that of feral beasts starving and scavenging for food, and boom- good luck sleeping for the rest of your nights.

Within the universe of Project Samsara, the nightmares possess erratic behavior- sometimes they show up, and sometimes they don’t. However, if one notices closely, this irregularity worsens the further Evan’s paranoia and hypervigilance heightens. When it comes to these nightmares, he’s no longer able to differentiate between hallucinations and dreams- nighttime becomes especially torturous for him as a result.

The whole thing is basically boss music faintly playing in the background while he can´t tell why it´s playing. Yeah, that´s certainly a way to live out your life, isn´t it?

While these hallucinations could be metaphorical for how the FNAF 4 tormentors, Michael and his friends Dorothy, Elijah and Andrew, bully and ridicule him in the real world- these nightmares are also a sign of severe and detrimental spiritual corruption. 

It’s absolutely critical, imperative that the soul is kept safe and healthy at all times, evolving at the pace at which the physical body does, to avert emergencies such as soul loss or to prevent the self from self-destructing upon physical death.

Consequently, his family and his friends don’t yet know the sheer, actual danger that these nightmares pose to Evan’s wellbeing and himself as a whole.

Nightmares in today´s culture are associated with deeper, more psychologically rooted fears that tend to cast a silent, barely noticeable shadow over the individual of whom they belong to- they are often a twisted reflection of darker thoughts and worries, partially inspired by day-to-day events taking place throughout daily life. If not handled properly and with care, these nightmares can escalate into hallucinations that tend to ¨bring to life¨ the deeper fears, negative sentiments of the individual- these thoughts can also evolve into a poisonous energy that can corrupt the soul, and the spiritual blood, the remnant (alternatively called ether or anima in ancient times) flowing through it. 

In the case of Evan, his nightmares have evolved into metaphysical, lucid hallucinations, and the remnant residing within his atman is corrupted and being rendered virtually useless due to the emotional muck inside, prevented from being cut off from spiritual and emotional support networks in order to properly mature.

You all may remember saying in one of my past posts that Evan posesses an extreme phobia of springlocks and the matrices of machinery in the animatronics, which appear to be heavily accentuated in the nightmares. On the other hand, the behavior of the nightmares and their laughs/taunts may be a reflection of how ruthless the FNAF 4 tormentors can be when they´re teasing him. 

They are a representation of Evan´s greatest fears- his origins, parts of his childhood that have been twisted and corrupted into a barely recognizable version of what they once were- he continually runs away, not only from his fears, but from his identity- he isn´t able to exactly grasp why this is happening to him, why he´s suffering such a crisis, why he’s so scared.

They are a culmination of his worst thoughts- not being good enough, being powerless and vulnerable, being in a position where people can easily hurt you, the fact that society will never let you grow, mature and change, that the world around you will forever infantilize and patronize you and never accept you… the fact that you will never take charge of your own destiny- never carve your own path, create your own future- the fact that you will never come to terms with your own identity… that you will figure out just who exactly you are, let alone accept it.

¨You´re never going to find inner peace. You´re never going to be more than what you are. You´re never going to be braver, stronger. You will never find yourself… be yourself. You will never be at peace with yourself- you will NEVER find peace.¨

This dilemma effectively places him into a situation where his unfulfilled and neglected spiritual and emotional needs and his desire to grow and mature and care for himself on these levels are conflicting, aggressively clashing, even, with his self-image and lack of self-worth, as well as the stereotypes and expectations the world and his family have imposed onto him by infantilizing him and patronizing him, whether it be through his parents dismissing his concerns or Michael and his friends bullying him about his ¨crybaby¨ nature. 

His kindness and desire to protect, empathize with and care for and help others are muffled as a result of this, and his carefree nature and ability to genuinely trust others are all but gone- sure, he still loves people endlessly, and he can still be charitable and generous, but none of those deeds possess any heart to them anymore. This is just how deep the scars have cut him. This is what his steadily declining life has done to him- this is how it ruined him.

Had he been emotionally damaged further, he probably would´ve developed a mental illness or two.

Not to mention the plethora of physical difficulties he’s already facing, including irregular sleeping patterns and forced insomnia as well as a fluctuating appetite and his explosive, poorly suppressed hysteria episodes and mood swings- both his mental and emotional state as well as his physical state would´ve deteriorated alongside the state of his spiritual health, the nightmares would´ve been giving him heart difficulties, seizures and panic attacks, his brain would´ve started to display symptoms of a failing body, such as frequent memory loss, excessive crying and mood swings, extreme physical weakness and fatigue, among other things- and eventually…

He would´ve self-destructed, resulting in premature death.

I feel the need to remind you that Evan is only ten years old?

And these nightmares are a metaphysical hallucination, a manifestation of his deepest, darkest fears, repeatedly telling him that he needs to STOP- that scraping the bottom of the barrel to sustain your basic physical needs isn´t enough, and that he needs to explore and confront himself and the expectations of the world around him in order to truly discover his identity. 

Compared to real life, having an identity crisis might not result in your health declining, but if it prolongs perpetually, it can result in severe mental illnesses developing.

Believing is seeing, after all. He believes these nightmares are real… so why wouldn’t they be real?

Maybe it is all in your head, maybe it isn´t, since the brain is a physical organ capable of becoming sick or breaking down like any other organ in the body- but it´s just as painful a cut or a bruise, and it can be just as dangerous if you leave the wound there, festering and waiting to be infected.

And that´s exactly what Evan does, and it bites him back so hard that he regrets everything. Yeah, I mean everything.

Part 4- The Flower Withers:

By the time we see Evan in the minigames, he has descended into a former shell of what he once was- he is tired of ignoring himself for so long, tired of being disrespected, of being ignored and infantilized and invalidated time and time again. 

His body is physically suffering, and his entire family is overlooking him and his symptoms of his spiritual and emotional negligence. His core´s metaphysical manifestation is a black, stormy wasteland of his own resurfacing fears, nightmares, self-doubt and negative thoughts- the spiritual blood, the remnant- the ether, flowing through him is utterly clogged with this emotional dirt and muck- his brain simply can’t work like it used to no matter how hard he wills himself to try, and the fog clouds his mind and judgement.

The smiles he gives to Elizabeth and to his mother are tired and lightless- the formalities he exercises with his father is just him going on autopilot and letting his body walk around the eggshells at this point- every interaction physically tires him whilst no one is there to see his mental deterioration. He can’t find the strength to actually reprimand Michael and his friends, so he just doesn’t care about the teasing anymore- why even bother when you probably deserve feeling these things, when you probably deserve being teased because of feeling such horrible feelings? 

Evan has been reduced down to his base instincts, his primal emotions by the time his birthday rolls around- he cries when sad, and smiles when happy, but even those emotions are less sincere than they were before. The happy and cheerful demeanor he puts around his family, and the calm, levelheaded one he puts around his elders, other relatives and acquaintances, are nothing more than elaborately constructed facades.

His life had devolved from this hopeful, imperfect and yet utopian paradise to, simply put, his own personal hell- all he feels is nothing but the emptiness that has been there since those years ago, when everything started to crumble, as well as the crushing sense of shame and guilt in who he is- the penetrating, overwhelming fear that had become what the world has now expected of him- what the world continually shamed him for, what he always falls into without fail, never bothering to subvert expectations or break this awful cycle.

So it is when Evan dies- when five whole years of disregard and disrespect rebound in on and crash straight into his family’s hearts- his family, who had just begun to wonder if they were loving him in the wrong ways… that his spirit refuses to bend, refuses to snuff itself out of existence- refuses to die.

And as a second chance being granted to Evan, partially because of William tampering with remnant and his remains in order to construct a new physical, cyborg-esque vessel for him- a new, reincarnated android body: and partially because of Evan’s own past regrets, as well as his own immutable willpower and love for his family, memories and past life, he has one thought on his mind: he doesn’t want to die- he can’t die.

And it is through these factors that he defies the cycle of life, death and reincarnation- the endless cycle of natural Samsara. His soul grants his wish to live- his wish so strong that it transcends lifetimes, transcends universes, is basically a desperate plea for salvation at this point… and it does this by triggering a last-ditch attempt. 

A failsafe.

Normally the consciousness and spiritual core are both wiped clean and eradicated/discarded upon a living being’s premature death, as seen with the Missing Children’s Incident victims. However, Evan’s case is different.

The consciousness and spiritual core start by detaching itself from the psyche, the soul and the heart, as well as the shadow temporarily disconnecting from each other, breaking the close-knit bonds formed between the two entities composing the self. When it comes to Evan, his new vessel also contains borrowed life force- remnant, also called ether, the part of the spiritual body that needs sustenance in the form of food and drink, like the physical body does. 

After the soul splits in two, like some sort of reverse-mitosis process, the memories, the personality, and the emotions associated with said memories are purposefully “corrupted”, or scrambled/garbled to prevent damage to the consciousness. They are then stored deep in the back of the mind, the process resembling what happens when an overworked computer resets and reboots.

Both the entities of the vessel and the spirit are finally reset and put into a sort of sleep mode to recover their power and energy. Meanwhile, the shadow continues to be tied to the physical realm, also put to sleep and wandering amidst the earth until the day when the vessel wakes up again.

When the physical vessel containing the consciousness finally possesses the energy required to reawaken, the mind must actively work in tandem with the body to recover the scrambled memories in order to remember their previous life and earthly attachments that kept them tethered to the plane of the living and mortal existence. 

New goals also begin to surface post-awakening as more and more memories begin to take hold, such as the goal of the physical reincarnated vessel to search for the spirit, as well as the shadow and any other possible remaining fragments and links to the past that may repair previously done damage.

Such a process can be extremely painful, and yet also liberating once it is done- the deep, dreamless slumber that Evan was thrown into for nearly sixty years whilst his new body still recovered, and as his soul began to possess Golden Freddy alongside Cassidy’s soul did wonders to his mental and spiritual state, slowly undoing and recovering from the corruption and emotional muck that was defiling those fragments of him.

Whilst the things tainting his soul are not fully eliminated by the time Gregory, the reincarnated vessel, awakens and sets out on his own to accomplish his determined goals, such a deep self-cleansing process was ultimately very necessary and inevitable- otherwise, all fragments of himself would’ve self-destructed, and he would’ve ceased to exist from this world altogether- he would’ve been truly dead.

So, now that that’s out of the way… now that he’s awoken from such a deep, half a century long sleep… he’s left wondering one thing, the feelings of unavoidable emptiness persisting still.

What is my purpose… my destiny? What was I created for?

…Who exactly am I?

Part 5- Starting Over:

Okay. The failsafe worked. Everything worked- everything went according to plan. The memories were encrypted and stored in the back of the mind for both safekeeping and later retrieval, and both separated segments went to sleep as a part of the reset sequence- the soul didn´t self-destruct. 

The consciousness and identity are present within the computer chip stored within Fredbear, which in turn is stored inside Gregory- the reincarnated robotic vessel meant to serve as the new body, while the formless spirit is stored within the Fredbear animatronic. Everything is okay, everything is fine.

So… what now?

Well… when Gregory awakens for the second time after the events of Software Instability, he is… confused, to say the least.

Memories have not yet begun to return to him, but questions are starting to surface to his head amidst the fuzziness and the pain: Who am I? What was I even built for in the first place?

Within this universe, Gregory is well aware of his true nature- that he´s not normal, that it would be dangerous if he met anyone and revealed his secret to them at that present moment.

Gregory at this point is lethargic, beginning to suffer the effects of exhaustion and starvation, even though he´s been asleep for nearly sixty years to recover his energy. There´s no food in the room, save for a few pieces of expired, wrapped up Sundrop candies and a disgustingly warm and overly carbonated bottle of Fizzy Faz- a serving of meager portions that he begrudgingly accepts as his meal. 

After eating, I like to think that he tries to explore, only to trip and unceremoniously fall into a wooden box filled with writing utensils, unlit candles and sticky notes. His consciousness hasn´t fully returned to him, some of his most crucial fragments still asleep in the back of his mind- he does not yet know how to read, write, or draw in normal alphabetic characters. 

And yet the first thing he does when he glances upon the myriad of strange supplies he falls into is take out a pastel-turquoise coloured sticky note, click the pen he now grasps in his hand, faintly feeling along it´s texture, and writes something, watching in fascination and awe as the ink carves itself into the paper, writing intricate characters of binary:

01110111 01101000 01111001 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01101001

Translating to: ¨Why is I?”

As in the question of ¨Why am I alive? What was I created for? What, or who, am I meant to be?¨ Again, a recurring question that pops up in Gregory´s mind time and time again. He doesn´t know how to write like he used to, even though he doesn’t know how he used to be. And yet, he feels as though such things should be obvious to him, almost blatantly obvious. He´s frustrated- how bothersome! It is as though he knows, and yet he doesn´t. Why must some things be so obscure?

Either way, he is tired- thinking drains a lot more energy than he would expect or like, so he merely curls up, lies down, and goes to sleep. And for a couple of days, his daily routine remains the same as his first day trapped within the sticky note room. 

He behaves almost akin to a small, semi-docile animal holed away in its den. He hunts and scavenges for any food that may be hiding away in the safety of his sticky note room, sniffing out food, and he continues to sleep when he´s not scavenging in an effort to gather energy.

(No joke- in my AU this robot ate a decaying rat one day).

Gregory is confused, disoriented and scared- scared of why this is happening. He actively writes on other sticky notes over the days in crude, haphazard and barely legible binary strings- "Hide." "No Hide."

A depiction of a perfectly punctuated plan.

For the longest time, this is what seems like the life of Gregory- scavenge and hunt, eat, sleep, scribble occasionally on the notes in frustration after nothing comes to him, then rinse and repeat. 

That is, until he receives his first vision in the form of a lucid, psychedelic nightmare.

The smell of decay lingers on his nostrils. Every time he closes his eyes, there´s a strong sense of vertigo, as if he´s free-falling, perpetually adrift through a chasm of abyssal, infinite black steeped in the soft glow of the embers of twilight and dusk.

He recalls once more- he falls through darkness and flies through light- body aflame and alight, burning brighter the stars, the fire never going out.

An obelisk, a triad of birds encircling the top above as the clouds swirl at the tip, glistening and as sharp as the end of a sword. The black, impeccably smooth obsidian surface reflected obscure, cryptic hieroglyphs carved painstakingly into the surface, the surface prismic and iridescent with flecks of color visible on the cold metal.

A sarcophagus entombed deep within the ground, outside the reaches of the ever-changing world.

A once clear sky littered with the stars speckled across the countless celestial bodies spanning across heaven´s black, now clouded with storms and lightning. The water´s surface yet still remains serene as the thunder crackles in the distance- butterflies of pure light flutter around him as far as the eye can see, and seemingly luminescent lotus flowers tickle his toes as they float lazily atop the surface of the endless ocean, perfectly still.

The trinity of the triskelion tingles with a faint sensation of a perplexing, scalding heat, engraved on the back of his neck that he noticed just now. Beads of sweat form unto the back of his neck- not being able to tell the difference between artificial and real anymore, he doesn’t bother to wipe them away.

Alone, slumbering in the space between now and forever, he drifts.

And that brings him to the question… why? What sort of cryptic imagery that made his heart ache and throb could possibly invoke such emotion, why were the past and futures he never bore witness to somehow in his mind?

He digs deeper- even though the effort tries to rip him apart, he continues to dig, shuffling around desperately in the back of his mind for an answer. He has to know, he NEEDS to know!

A few days of a bone-deep ache later, like hard coils of chains were wrapped tightly around his head trying to asphyxiate his brain, he finds something amidst the blackness of the mist enshrouding his mind.

The surroundings enshrouded in light- three figures smiling with joy and pride at the magical little thing below them, full of warmth and life, babbling its first breath into the waking world.

“Daddy?” a young boy speaks in a thick British accent- a voice some emotion was tied to. “Can we keep him?”

“He’s your brother, Michael,” an older, more smoother voice responds. “Of course we can keep him.”

The lights flash and distort- the colors invert, and Gregory is back in his room again- no longer feeling warm or full, how the memory made him feel. The loneliness and the frigid, gnawing sense of emptiness is eating him from within once more. He tilts his head. 

He feels the name roll around and off his lips, forming itself into existence from nothingness as it vibrated in his throat, echoing and cushioned in his mind by hazy fondness. “Mi…chael. Michael.”

Hm- how curious… as far as he knew, none of those mechanics were named Michael.

“Who’s… Michael?” the young, brunette robot boy stutters his thoughts aloud with what limited speaking ability he possesses at this point. Who could this strange ‘Michael’ character possibly be to him? As far as he knew, Michael was a stranger- a name he hadn’t met. Whoever could he be?

And yet… a strange sense of deja vu- a great depth of emotion was tied to the sight of him. He felt pain and love, longing and regret, fondness and admiration, and all things in between, continuing to gaze into the boy’s ocean blue eyes swirling like glimmering, sun-lit currents gazing so lovingly into him, cradling him in his arms with the promise of protection and eternal love.

A love bound and sealed by blood and soul in kind. Transcendent above lifetimes- an unfettered promise to endure forevermore.

Gregory sighs, rubbing his throbbing temples and letting a sigh seep through his clenched teeth, exhaling out his frustration… until his posture shoots ramrod straight, eyes wide, palms unfurled.

“He’s your brother, Michael.”

That figure… that figure looking down upon him- was he referring to…?

No, no- that couldn’t be.

His entire body quakes- the ground spins like gears beneath him. The word echoes in his head, cushioned by the hazy clouds and condensated pillows of disbelief.

Brother. Brother brother brother.

He’s family. An older brother.

MY older brother.

Another word flashes to his mind- a surname. Afton. Michael Afton.

Hasty and tripping over himself more times than he can count, stumbling frantically with every step, he scrambles to another sticky note- a purple and a red one, respectively, before he whips out the pen once more and begins to scribble and write every thought in his waking mind, converging and then dispersing like the dewdrops glimpsing the first morning light.

¨You are Afton Family.¨

Followed by a set of two smiling faces on another sticky note.

Hours of sleeping and laying dormant in his nest later, yet another face comes to mind- the face of a fair skinned girl tinted with a peach blush and translucent freckles underneath her cheeks, donning a ginger shade of blonde hair and glimmering green eyes glistening with gemstones of chartreuse and the purest jade.

He scrambles to the last sticky note to draw a third face.

His beloved little sister, the third face. Elizabeth Afton. The three siblings, together and happy.

Gregory´s heart swells from within with a strange ache of pain and longing, crackling and flickering like a firework from within. When was the last time he had seen them… where were they, at this present moment, if they were not by his side? 

He begins to draw more- a house on one sticky note, to provide a roof above their heads. A semi-crude map to Fredbear´s from their house to the doors- not that he knew why these places were special to him, anyways- but more and more memories were beginning to take hold, coming back to him.

Soon, nearly the entire room, even the floor he walks upon- is covered with a thin sheet of sticky notes with haphazard, childish musings of a past life scribbled onto them. He adorns them with lit candles, the melted wax sticking to the polymer paper and the gentle golden glow illuminating the otherwise dim and dilapidated room- as if this were a sacred place.

If so, then the heads of the decommissioned staff bots that fell down the chute nearby must’ve been offerings, he silently mouths to himself, chuckling at the positively silly thought.

More and more days pass, days that Gregory doesn´t bother counting- not when he had more important things to do, like remembering. Days stretch out into weeks, the time within illuminated by his frequent pastimes of drawing, programming, writing, creating countless things despite the ache in his stomach wailing for food like an infant animal. Weeks stretch out into months, which probably extended into a year or two. Over time, the stench of garbage and rusting metal becomes the stench of a new home.

Seven tally marks- seven faces, all for his friends.

Three slices of cake, one for him, two for his siblings. Three slices of pizza as well.

Words repeated three times- home home home, fun fun fun, play play play.

Gregory had almost forgotten how cake tasted in his mouth- the salt and grease of classic cheeze Pizza, takeout from Fredbear´s Family Diner. He ponders the whereabouts of his plastic blue toy telephone, the Fredbear Plushie he would always carry around.

His soul longed to be whole- to return home. To his real home- his house, his neigborhood and community and town of Hurricane, Utah- like he totally didn´t just remember that two seconds ago.

Family. Family family family.

The back of his eyes hurt, throbbing with a dull ache that pierce and penetrate his temples as if someone were poking him in the head rather brutally and insistently. His fingers run through his hair, attempting to mitigate the effects of thinking so hard.

Where could it all have gone wrong…?

Where could it have all fallen apart?

He gets his answer on the day he can hear a party going on upstairs- the party for someone obviously not him.

Not him.

Gregory blinks. A grave mistake.

A flash- the lights, the balloons, the stage. Black linoleum floors sprinkled with rainbow confetti, the posters of colorful animal mascots plastered on the walls.

¨I can´t believe you need a girl to defend you…¨

He blinks again.

Shoved against the muzzle of a bear- tears blurring the sides of his vision, heavy against his eyes. Blue, green, yellow, red- the lights above the stage as the world comes crashing down and collapses beneath his feet. His feet, dangling above the floor.

The party was all for me.

¨You heard the little man- he wants to get even closer, haha!¨

What…?

Pleas for mercy- screams that beg for a life to be spared. Miscellaneous voices in the background- the commotion trying to observe what was going on at the stage where Fredbear remained singing.

¨No! Stop, I don´t wanna go!¨

¨P-Please, Michael, I´m scared!¨

Wails, followed by laughter.

A crunch and a thud.

…

Red against matted golden fur- the laughter and squeals stop, the room is dead silent.

All for me.

He blinks again- an action he pays dearly for.

Gregory falls through darkness, he wings through light- he zips through countless pasts, presents and futures before the unceremonious thud of the floor befalls him and he loses sight of everything he´s ever known- the world crumbles into ash and blows away in a nonexistent wind, as if the hole in his heart had been scooped out that very moment. 

One moment, he´s a prokaryotic, single-celled organism floating amidst the creation of life born anew, awakening from dreams amidst a moment of stillness in the relentless chaos and fire.

Another moment, a butterfly whose wings had been clipped no longer, as he was free to fly away- his wings every shade of all the colors in the world, alight.

The next moment- a boy being screamed at by his father, disciplined over running away from home because it was too much and he was crying all the time.

No gravity, no light, no sound. Endless, vast and incomprehensible nothingness.

Gregory blinks yet another time, and the days have passed, the sticky notes already having the events from those horrific, psychedelic nightmares drawn on them. ¨God,¨ he whispers, practically croaking the words out- he doesn´t know why he´s invoking such a name, perhaps to draw on the strength of whatever creatures dwelled in the primordial lands above. His fingers trace over the triskelion-shaped mark indented into the back of his neck- the tips ghosting across every intricate detail possible. 

His eyes blur- and before he knows it, he´s screaming.

Shrieking with laughter and hysteria, with grief, with pain and lost love- of the rifts in his heart that deepened with every sob that tore itself loose from his throat and ribs, as he cried so hard that his chest began to hurt.

Every memory in his mind- the screams he didn´t realize were coming from him- his own throat, his own lungs. He curls into his knees, pressing his fingers to his sternum, his knees to his forehead, heels to his buttocks and screams into the dampening skin slick with tears.

No, no, no, no, no.

You´re just a problem with no solution- an over-emotional brat and an embarrassment to the Afton name.

His Father´s voice. He lets out a primal growl crossed with a high-pitched whine of distress, the sound animalistic, nigh bestial.

He covers his ears, skin slapping against his temples as he cries his surroundings away, the ground beneath and sky above melting, until there was nothing left but him and the sticky notes, and the starry abyss encroaching all.

Just let it out.

Let it out… and then let it go.

He screams.

Even as he boxes up a poster perfectly for Fredbear’s Family Diner, even as the silo of the perfect, spitting image of his family sits before him- arranged like a family at dinner, a recreation of all he ever had, all he ever wanted- he continues to cry.

After all, he has always been a crybaby- his heart too big for his body.

So he places it outside in a box for his family- the statues, in a place where no one can see.

The perfect plan.

Part 6- Duty-Bound:

Evan. 

Evanescent.

His name means transience- fugaciousness. His very name means the brilliance of every moment that casts a shadow of the lingering past.

When the blossoms are in season, pure and in bloom, and the spring butterflies fluttering, coming alive abound- whether they be crawling from their cocoons born anew or migrating back home, Evan is always reminded of their transient beauty. 

The ever-changing nature of individuals, the false constant that is names- the ever-changing identities, likes and dislikes of human beings as his people question what they are, what their purpose and their creation, their nature is on earth.

The lotuses float on the ponds in the new and unfamiliar environment, where the grass is verdant and lush, the morning dew dissipating- yet another sign of transience, he thinks to himself as he peels back the leafy wrapping of a spring roll his older brother got him from one of the nearby food stalls. He sees and embraces a world mired in impermanence- where every life lost is a crack in Mother Nature´s heart, where every second counts, where every fleeting moment matters more than anything else in the world.

If nothing else, we have the present moment.

And even the moments illuminated within those now-dreams, the faint scent and gentle, warm embrace of the glow of memories grow further closer and yet further distant. 

The butterflies come forth, nestled amidst the branches of their home where they once dwelled as caterpillars gnawing on the leaves and drinking in the early morning dew like dehydrated men. 

The white blossoms and pure lotus flowers aflush with faint, rosy specks of pink- they glimmer underneath the pale moonlight, cutting through the darkness of the midnight like the galaxies and stars, celestial bodies reflected in the twilight yawn of heaven´s black: and it is then that Evan has the same dream.

His family is with him- his mother, his father and his two siblings. His heart is happy, his stomach is full. 

Underneath the sky and upon the earth… he is at peace once more.

And now, more than ever, with even his primal, innermost desires unsatisfied, those moments are what he desires. Perhaps, deep inside his heart somewhere… those carefree, perfect days of being a happy family together had not ended for him.

Somewhere, mired in this world of impermanence- this perfect, eternal body longs for the ephemeral moments of the past. For his soul to be whole again- for his family and home to be unbroken once more.

And yet, as snow thaws and melts come the emergence of spring flowers, taking root within the soil… as those same flowers wither and shrivel upon the arrival of blizzarding winter storms… things are always subject to change. Just as things change in this world, he too, must awaken from this dream of eternity and stillness, to the world mired in transience- of both destruction and creation, of tragedy and miracles. 

He too, must change.

With every step he takes forward, every silent breath he huffs out as he clambers to his feet- something stirs within him. Perhaps the beckoning echo of fond moments spent with all he ever loved and treasured, the desiderata of bygone yesterdays carved within his mind.

The call continues to entrance him, the lust of life evident within every beat of his heart from deeper inside.

And as the butterflies too, escape from their cocoons to awaken from rebirth into a new world in a beautiful new form, to fly to a new home so soon: Evan, too, must embrace the new, ever-changing backdrop of the world- this new form, this new identity.

¨My name is Gregory.¨

Gregory. The english variant of Gregorios, anglicized.

Vigilant, watchful and awake. Aware of all. Unwavering, unshakeable and unbreakable, will forever enduring and indomitable come whatever challenges shall try to stagger him, lead him astray.

No longer shall he show shame, show fear. There the memories linger, day after day, pushing him to take charge of his own destiny, to overcome the grief and pain, to overcome all.

Pushing him to overcome.

Gregory now deems it his responsibility to seek out the same happiness and peace he lost, the life that was so tragically ripped from him alongside his dignity, his family and home, and his humanity- so long ago. He doesn´t know what changed over the passage of time, but he merely accepts it and moves on like mature adults would do, seeking to merely find peace and live out his life once more.

Time leaves wounds, and yet heals them too- the cycle of seasons persists forevermore, engaging all life in perpetual death and rebirth of perfect harmony.

All things must be born, grow up, and die, only to repeat. Nothing remains permanent, not even the blackness of death.

Evan remains within him, like the memories of the distant past. This day, too, shall be the day when he emerges from the cocoon- the day that Gregory was born.

And so he sets out to recreate his life anew, to make use of this miraculous second chance: to ensure that whatever may be the cost, no matter what comes in his way, no matter how difficult things will get…

He will crush all obstacles underneath his heel and continue to move forward to his dream- his unshakeable, unchanging dream, enduring forevermore.

To find his new family, to live out and entrust his new dream unto the future like all those before him have done, and like he should´ve done.

¨I´m so proud of you, Gregory,¨ he whispers to himself with a fond smile on his face as he slides on the blue striped shirt alongside the socks and shoes he got from Glamrock Gifts. He shudders in pleasure and delight as he rubs his arms- no touch present to comfort him other than himself. ¨You´re so mature… so grownup, now. You´ve come so far. Keep going- keep trying. You can do this.¨

It´s not about the things you can or cannot do, after all, he reminds himself. It´s about the things you must do- it´s about your duty to the world, the legacy you wish to fulfill and leave behind- the dream you will entrust to everyone who comes after- in this case, to your new life.

There are things that you have to do, no matter what.

He grits his teeth and pushes forward, the flame forever burning, brighter than the stars. And amidst it all… he continues to persist, to live. Nothing is immutable, but…

Despite it all, it´s still him. When he looks in the mirror, it has always been him.

And it shall be him, enduring forevermore.

Part 7- To The Ends Of A Dream:

I think I´ll cut to the chase and give the short version before launching into the long explanation here: Evan, or rather, Gregory, becomes a walking contradiction to himself post-awakening and post-remembrance.

Though he is artificial, he is alive and can breathe. He hungers and tires, bleeds and breathes, laughs and cries as humans do.

Though he was once kind, a boy of deep and sincere faith, that faith has since been warped and twisted beyond compare. And as he has once carried himself with a timid and sensitive posture, always trembling and whimpering, now it is as though that facet of his mind had been all but stripped away, reduced to ash in the wind.

Grief and love have changed him- he feels as though it is HIS PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY, from then on, to put his family back together.

After nearly five months of grieving, on that day, he somehow wipes his tears away and pulls himself up by the boostraps, finding the willpower to take initiative and give himself the courage and strength boost to do what, in his eyes, was absolutely imperative to be done.

By the time Gregory ¨leaves the nest¨, he primarily leaves the safety of the sticky note room in pursuit of three main goals:

To find the shadow and spirit to complete his form. He serves as the physical vessel of which the consciousness, life force (in the form of stolen remnant) and the identity are sealed within via a mixture of technology and presumably dark supernatural magic of sorts, indicated by an elaborate triskelion mark on the back of his neck as well as tiny, several and barely readable runes encircling the mark. At present, Evan Afton has been split into the shadow, the spirit and the vessel- his present goal is to reunite with these aspects of his self to be ¨whole¨ again. 

To reunite with his family: GregEvan is a very family oriented person, often forging and creating strong bonds with the people he trusts. Naturally, when he loses his family (despite his complicated relationship with his siblings and spiraling spiritual and mental state at the time of his death), he is devastated upon learning about this when he reawakens from slumber. He wants to ¨recreate¨ his family, finding a suitable ¨substitute¨ for an older brother and younger sister, as well as his father and mother, living out that ¨found family¨ trope to fulfill his own happiness, as well as theirs, to combat his crushing loneliness and torment. Arguably, this can be seen as a bit selfish, but can you really blame him? He´s a kid. He thinks he´s finally accepted loss of his family and wants to find a new one, since that´s the conclusion a ten year old would arrive at.

To find and retrieve a new home, including claiming back relics of the past. The loss has scarred Gregory so deep that he actively searches the Pizzaplex in search of territory to claim- the Afton Family silo on the nearby table is further evidence of how he wishes to recreate his family and home. He´s basically living in the past at this point, even though he´s under the strong delusion that he´s accepted the past and moved on by trying to ¨find new happiness¨, as he is under the impression that his family is dead, or has forgotten him and moved on.

Gregory is, at this point, under the influence of the strong belief that the ends always, ALWAYS justify the means, which is the driving force behind all his actions- that he will do anything, and he means ANYTHING, to squash every obstacle underneath his heel that poses a threat to his life and to his family, and that could potentially prevent him from cultivating and nurturing his dream. Someone who doesn’t share his proclivities of directly and swiftly crushing and wholly eliminating obstacles to further your own progress regardless of collateral damage caused can find it easy to critique his methods, understandably.

¨I don´t support jumping to those conclusions of yours. I won´t fall to you.¨

Gregory, as a result of his goals and how his trauma has changed him, develops a strong sense of responsibility and duty, as well as an impressive willpower and unbreakable, resilient spirit from this mindset of ¨whatever it takes¨. He acts reserved, despite being outwardly brash and overtly arrogant at times, and he takes his responsibility and his “work” immensely seriously.

This trait is a double edged sword at its simplest description- on one hand, it grants him an able and strategic mind with the newfound and exemplary computing power and intelligence he has, willing to form elaborate plans to eliminate his obstacles to whatever short term or long term goals he may have. 

It grants him an unshakeable drive and will as his goals continue to endure and remain unchanged despite the tumultuous environment around him, or even all the odds working against him. Even when each day feels like trying to escape a warzone, he endures and remains steadfast, dignified and unwavering in his pursuit- an honorable trait to have.

Most of all, as cheesy as it sounds- he never gives up hope. He never abandons the possibility, no matter how small, that there is always a way to work towards your dream and your deepest desires.

However, any virtue can turn into a vice. The willpower and sense of responsibility and duty Gregory develops turn him headstrong, obstinate and mistrusting, as seen in thee game. For the entire time Gregory carries himself in a terse, restrained and apprehensive manner, he becomes apathetic to the pain and struggles of the other animatronics, entirely unaware that they are under his father´s control- again, expressed via the darker side of his vigilant, mercilessly judgemental demeanor. 

Even despite his starkly contrasting empathetic attitude towards Freddy over losing Bonnie, he holds the other Glamrocks in extremely low regard and even occasionally relishes holding a position of power over those who hurt him or wrong him. He arbitrarily declares them as threats to his livelihood, his future, his family, and his dream and his goals, and thus eliminates them without any forethought for their wellbeing or magnanamity towards their condition and considerable suffering post-shattering them.

He couldn´t care less about them, saying that their actions are inexcusable, and goes through with destroying and scavenging their parts anyway to upgrade Freddy: Gregory even lies through his teeth to his older brother about where he got the parts from, thus indirectly hurting his feelings deeply when Glammike finds out the truth. However, he does feel guilt and anxiety regarding this a bit later. As steadfast and unwavering as his commitment is to his goals, he is also rigid- not caring about the obstacle in front of him, or the collateral damage that he´ll cause by getting rid of it to further his pursuits- all he knows is that it poses a threat to his life and his dream, and he must eliminate it. He steadily grows obsessive, ruthless and cruel in his pursuit, and such sentiments also bleed into his behavior.

He keeps and treasures signs of his true nature, his heritage and his purpose- the LED on his temple. His unique blue blood. The triskelion ‘birthmark’ on the back of his neck. The sticky note drawing of his three siblings that he keeps in his back pocket, occasionally taking it out to kiss it and cradle it close to his chest as if cuddling it obsessively, further highlighting how emotionally weak and destabilized the near-crumbling child is.

Additionally, one very disturbing thing I’ve noticed about Gregory is that his intelligence is highly of that beyond what a normal ten or twelve year old would possess. 

For one thing, he possesses a significant amount of technological knowledge to the point where it’s straight up odd, being able to hotwire a car, recharge Freddy with a car battery, and also being really savvy with computers- something of a phenom, as a certain therapist in the tapes would say. 

This might be because of the nature of his creation and rebirth as a synthetic android vessel, hence in my AU extending it to flat out slight cyberkinesis, but it is still pretty disturbing.

Gregory also has immense creative and intellectual abilities, being able to take what paltry information was given to him in the emails left by the S.T.A.F.F. and piece the clues together to reconstruct scenarios and plans. He was then able to efficiently gather materials for said plans to decommission the animatronics, ruthlessly and cruelly using underhanded tactics to enact the constructed scenarios with near-perfect accuracy and impeccable execution.

And, interestingly enough, despite all his pent-up problems, despite all the emotional turmoil and obsession, anxiety and suffering and agonizing self-hatred eating away at him thorughout the game… he’s not insane while doing such things. 

No, Gregory’s the opposite of insane when crafting and executing these plans. He’s… sentient. Tactical, intelligent, even, despite his inner rage. Ruthless and uncaring- indifferent and dismissive of the suffering of the animatronics whilst he is deliberately inflicting pain upon them. Even acting as downright cruel, saying something along the lines of:

“They get what they deserve.”

Of course, it was all in self-defense: but this, to me, shows something fundamentally non-human about Gregory, despite all his very human qualities in the masses. He has moments like those where he’s smart in areas where he shouldn’t be- truly robotic, dutiful and… terrifying. Like some force of nature.

Willing to do anything to carry out his mission. To fulfill his destiny, and to bring his dream to life, to fruition- and to eliminate and neutralize all obstacles that stand in his way.

Of course, he does retain certain aspects of his avoidant personality he once retained in the past, such as hiding from and actively expressing fear of the other animatronics and Vanny in the beginning, as well as his father, even to the point of crying out of fear as he once did. 

His willpower also does not seem to restrict his creative potential by any means, evidenced by him deducing and recreating information of past events in the Pizzaplex, as well as formulating plans to temporarily decommission the other animatronics from what paltry information was given in the emails and S.T.A.F.F. messages as seen in-game.

It also does not appear to hinder his acceptance of blame, as he fully accepts responsibility post-game for everything he´s ever done and actively tries to make amends with everyone he´s wronged. However, his rigidity does spike his fear of confrontation, as he bursts into hysterics and tears whenever Glammike yells at him or argues with him. He also becomes intensely hostile in response to these ‘betrayals’- courtesy of bad memories resurfacing as a result of probably C-PTSD.

Gregory also is also irrationally upset whenever his set criteria and expectations are not met, and often berates either himself or external circumstances, as seen when he lashes out in anger at the Mr. Hippo magnet he recieves in game and expresses dismay at the machine eating his pass. This trait is significantly exacerbated by the fact that the more sincere, close and familial Gregory´s and Freddy´s relationship becomes, the more secrets they are forced to either share or keep from one another the more they learn about each other.

Gregory’s willpower also allows him to develop a sense of confidence and reassurance in himself, a sense of grounding and duty originally fueled by self-praise until Freddy comes along and becomes the best friend, older brother and father figure he so desperately needed. This temporarily dispels the mental corruption and deterioration present inside of him. 

He also occasionally has a lighthearted demeanor on the rare occasion he cuts lose, cracking witty jokes and even laughing at some of Freddy/Michael´s bad puns. 

And towards those he cares about genuinely, Gregory also expresses a strong sense of empathy, protectiveness and camaraderie, having a father/son and older brother/younger brother relationship with him (a combination of the two). He looks up to Freddy with nothing but admiration, sincerity and warmth in his eyes, eventually evolving into expressive affection and respect and pure love that only continues to deepen more and more- similar to the feelings he had towards Michael when he was still alive. 

Because of this, he recognizes Freddy as a ¨new older brother¨. And since Vanessa (separate from her alter ego Vanny) reminds him so much of his little sister Elizabeth, he actively thinks of her as a new little sister, until he learns the truth about their identities.

He is also kinder towards Vanessa upon learning the truth about her and her circumstances, and ends up repairing his relationship and trust with Vanessa/Elizabeth, as well as Glamrock Freddy/Michael- he also seeks to respect Freddy´s wishes starting post-game as a result of the animatronic bear being the father figure to Gregory, and to follow his older brother´s example. He has the ability to recognize change and a good heart as a result of his improved sense of judgement of others, sincerely forgiving, apologizing to and approving of Michael after learning of all he did to prevent further tragedy and save the souls of everyone who fell victim to it. 

Now, let´s go to the reason as to why he wishes to achieve these goals: well, because as for locating and recreating his family, it´s obvious that the trauma and grief have affected him to such an extent that he´s deluded himself into ¨moving on¨ whilst he simultaneously tries to recreate the past life and memories that he missed in his present life.

And as for reuniting all the components of himself, Gregory is in an extremely vulnerable state when his being is split into the vessel, the shadow and the soul. The vessel expresses this via feelings of extensive fatigue, hunger and starvation that gnaw at the back of the mind even when they´re satisfied- a perpetual reminder that he needs to get up and get shit done, perhaps. 

The way that the physical and spiritual body and form work on a simpler-explained level is that the body, the shadow and the spirit is the complete entity, held together by the remnant, or the vital quintessence and life force that composes each living being- the spiritual blood is the complete manifestation of the person, hence why they cannot change forms like spirits of the deceased can. 

Although the splitting of the soul is a safety measure- a sort of failsafe- upon death for those with unique circumstances like Gregory/Evan, keep in mind that he serves as the physical vessel with the consciousness, memories, spiritual core/heart, borrowed remnant and identity implanted into him. 

One wrong move could potentially result in his destruction and thus the destruction of the entire being, resulting in him basically ceasing to exist- he has to remain hypervigilant at all costs in the face of any dangerous circumstances he may be in, in order to ensure his survival and the eventual reunification of himself. He needs to be EXTREMELY careful- calculating his every move, because one wrong misstep and he could meet his demise.

So, taking his stressful situation into account…

Can you really blame him for being a bundle of nerves? At least, in this universe?

***

When you peel back all the layers, Gregory/Evan is a good kid at heart, kind and witty, intelligent and a nice person deep down. He’s a fundamentally good, but extremely lonely individual, losing everything- having his life, his world, all he ever loved and cherished ripped away from him in the blink of an eye by some freak accident that happened on his birthday. He never gets the chance to grow up and live life like a normal kid due to his death and reincarnation, being reborn into a perfect vessel that he still feels incomplete in because of his fragmented soul, of which he has no idea where the remaining shards linger.

First off, on his birthday, his older brother, with whom he has a… complicated relationship with, to say the least, tries to shove him into the mouth of Fredbear alongside his three friends as a practical joke or some sort of funny prank that he could be the laughingstock of, only for the springlocks to fail and clamp down on his head, resulting in his body dying in the hospital. How rude.

To make matters worse, his body and soul were essentially violated and descerated to bring him back to life in some sort of robotic, heavily remnant-infused physical vessel with his consciousness, memories, spiritual core and identity magically sealed inside via some sort of dark supernatural sorcery- down to his blood, heart, bones, organs and very flesh by some upstart businessman and inventor who wishes to become immortal, and has somehow dragged his own son into the mix without any forethought or without his consent. How even more rude.

Then, he learns post-awakening and after retrieving his memories that he´s been locked into a deep slumber for nearly half a century- for nearly fifty seven years, sixty if we want to round: and that therefore, a lot of shit must´ve happened while he was asleep and M.I.A? Just how unreasonably preposterous must his circumstances get?

To summarize: Gregory is not having a good day.

He clings to what once was as a coping mechanism, delusioning himself into thinking he has moved on and accepted loss, thinking he must be strong and independent and self-willed, and that he must grow up for the sake of himself and his family. He possesses an intense dedication to family, growing overly attached to those he trusts, but is also ready and very much willing go to intense lengths to protect them, to preserve the reminders of the past, of what he once was and what little he has left.

Gregory/Evan also survived and endured months of starvation, exhaustion and crushing loneliness on top of lucid, psychedelic nightmares that left him screaming and shaking until dawn post-awakening when he got his memories back along with certified C-PTSD, and in the mindset of a kid trying to mature and find his identity, purpose, destiny, place and worth in the world he lives in, he takes it upon himself to raze every obstacle that stands between him and his goals, his dreams, to the ground. 

He deems it his sworn duty to remain unflappable in the face of danger, to dispose of any potential threat to his survival, his life, his home and his family. Every action he does justifies the end result- the ends always justify the means, in his eyes.

This makes him narrow-minded, emotionally distant and apathetic to those he doesn’t care about, obstinate, weary of his circumstances and surroundings, and most of all, favorable towards using brute force and even sometimes cruel, underhanded tactics to swiftly and promptly crush his adversaries. He doesn´t take pity in the way Chica shrieks in the garbage compactor, how Roxanne cries after losing her eyes, how he basically incapacitated Montgomery- he´s too fixated on his goal, his survival, his trauma and the life he wants back. He even lies about it, wholesale making shit up about the decomissioning of Freddy’s friends: “Well, she’s still functional.” (line directed at Freddy referring to Chica).

Are his actions morally questionable and wrong? Yes.

Is he most likely cuckoo, has he lost his mind by this point? Absolutely.

But can you really blame him for doing so?

To be honest, he just wants to be left alone with his siblings and his found family- the people he cares about the most and, as demonstrated previously, would do absolutely anything for. He practically is obsessed with finding them, worshipping them at this point out of his grief.

Gregory/Evan has developed admirable qualities by ¨forcing himself to grow up¨- he isn´t exactly in the stablest of mental states by the time the main story of Security Breach rolls around, but he doesn´t take things lying down anymore. 

Even in his past life, he was no coward. Timid and reclusive, sure, but he was and now still is faithful, devoted, commited with undying love and dedication to his family and his dream, his goals and all he loves and treasures. He´s not merely just some sad, pathetic, lonely boy who wants his siblings and parents back (excluding William).

And merely through faith in himself and flimsy self-reassurances strung together haphazardly, he constructed an indomitable will and an unbreakable spirit, enduring forevermore alongside newfound courage and strength- a new reason to fight, despite him crossing many lines in the process. Even if his future is dying, withering away, rotting to nothingness- he never gives up hope, never stops searching for even a brief flash of light in the encroaching darkness.

Those are qualities to be mentioned, honored and respected.

And, real talk- Gregory/Evan just wants to be happy. He just wants to be whole again, to be with his family again with no impending threat of danger threatening to rip him apart at any moment. He longs for a shoulder to lean and cry on, for someone to look up to and defend but also depend on- a parental figure. His entire reason for continuing to exist despite his unimaginable pain and sorrow is to find and recreate his family and his life- to protect and preserve what little he has left. And he´s willing to do anything, anything, to gain his life back- his life that was so unfairly ripped from his arms on what was supposed to be his happiest day.

He finds and begins to reconstruct his identity on his journey: his sense of worth, of purpose, of control and of destiny begin to rebuild itself along the way- he begins to partially mature, but his deeper, darker fears and his inescapable inner despair, shame and guilt influenced by his C-PTSD still are not yet put to rest.

And for the longest time… it feels like Gregory/Evan´s going to continue into this downwards spiral of unhealthy obsession and a rapidly declining mental state fueled by false hope for the future and a traumatic past…

Until he reunites with his older brother Michael in the form of Glamrock Freddy, without the two of them even being aware of each other´s identities.

***

Part 8- Forgotten Love:

A more simpler explanation is that by the time the main events of Security Breach rolls around, Gregory is deluding himself into believing he has moved on from his past while also simultaneously letting a fanatical, unrealistic desire to recreate bygone memories and his lost family get to him slowly, tearing him apart from the inside. 

Like any other human, he falls victim to his own web of haphazardly crafted lies, arrogance and hubris, as well as his festering cruelty, rage and hatred towards anyone remotely hostile towards him. He also suffers from crippling paranoia and loneliness stemming from his PTSD, manifesting itself into the form of anxiety, depression and harrowing self-hatred from his trauma.

He´s still extremely lonely, stressed and tired beyond what can be taken for a child, his life becoming a constant and growing death threat looming and stalking closer via everything that wishes to inflict harm upon him- hence his obstinate, brash, self-domineering and headstrong exterior, with the terse and apprehensive manner to his words despite his kind, youthful and demure appearance.

Gregory still hasn’t gotten over his losses and the tragedy of his first death, temporarily pushing it to the back of his mind and refusing to acknowledge it to avoid incurring strong feelings of inner wrath, shame and sorrow. He’s willing to eliminate any obstacle for the sake of serving, nurturing and cultivating his dream as if its something to take care of- something that he NEEDS, under ANY circumstance, to bring to life- a twisted parallel he shares with William Afton, his father, both of them being enslaved to their goals albeit for very different reasons.

His false hope for the future is rotting, flickering out and dying, and yet he rekindles a used match half-burnt to ash repeatedly by convincing himself that everything will be alright if he stays the course (highlighting yet another twisted parallel, this time between him and Vanessa).

Gregory loves- adores and idolizes his family, missing them to the point where trying to recreate them becomes an unhealthy obsession born from his grief tormenting him, grief that he was incapable of processing and accepting on his own. He’s ironically idealistic, in a way- believing that transient life should be treasured and protected whilst it lasts, and being devastated at the prospect of premature loss since he’s experienced it firsthand.

He also believes that love and inner strength conquers all, and absolves him of whatever crime he commits in the name of his family, since he genuinely possesses good intentions behind everything he does. His love, longing and adoration for the past life he led, for his family and his friends back when he was alive, becomes not only a nostalgic trip, but also it becomes his unhealthy obsession and hyperfixation that gnaws at him from the inside out every day and leeches away his energy, forcing him to walk the murkier, darker side of himself.

In fact, Gregory deems it his only reason for existing at all. To reclaim what he lost so he can lead the proper life he was promised when he was young, naive and still alive.

And as a result, he has no qualms resorting to extreme measures to get what he wants, using brute force and cruel, underhanded tactics to swiftly and promptly crush obstacles and potential threats that may prevent or hinder his progress. He throws himself into his “work” as deeply as possible to escape and dissociate himself from the nightmare that his life had become, while also growing “closer” to achieving his goal, something he sees as a win-win situation for himself.

There is no mercy for those who try to hurt him or those he cares about- no forgiveness whatsoever, as they are often brutally dealt with (Chica being smashed in the garbage compactor, Roxanne being run over with a Go-Kart, Monty plummeting to his own destruction off the catwalks). He is often overconfident in using these methods, believing strongly that his enemies have no shred of hope or chance against the punishment he sees fit to mete out to those ¨foolish and arrogant enough¨ to stand in his way.

Gregory has no one in the beginning to help him cope, to help him accept and move on from the death of his past life and the separation of him from his siblings, resulting in an unhealthy need for companionship, for love and a sense of unfulfilled dependency resulting in him being secretly and severely touch-starved and suffering extreme empty-nest syndrome. There was no one to anchor him, to dissuade him from driving himself back into the abyss that was his demise so long ago…

Until Freddy rolls around.

When Freddy and Gregory initially meet, their relationship starts off a bit awkward. Freddy does have most of his memories as Michael just drifting around in his head, and often keeps it as a secret from the other Glamrock members. 

We have to keep in mind that Michael is already an almost-fleshed out character by the time the events of Security Breach roll around, having already undergone most of his personal journey by the time the end of Pizzeria Simulator rolls around, which is why he so readily accepts his fate and lets his physical body die in that burning pizzeria. Freddy does miss his siblings, seeking to protect any kid from danger and show unfaltering kindness to them- it is in his programming, of course, but it´s also partially influenced by his evolving nature as Michael when he was alive.

With Gregory, though, of course, he feels… a special connection with him, as if something sparks within him upon meeting him- it must’ve caused the malfunction on stage earlier when he felt a foreign entity in his chest cavity during the performance. 

As if his physical traits upon first glimpse of the young boy remind him of his younger brother- the dearest brother that he failed so long ago. Gregory, of course, feels the same way, being slightly reminded of an older brother figure- his older brother, Michael, before everything fell apart. and everything he’s ever known and loved melted into nothingness right before his eyes along with his past name.

However, Freddy soon begins to grow suspicious of the boy’s nature. His pulse, blood pressure and heartbeat seem all too perfect, too simulated to correspond to every situation accordingly for a kid in a stressful situation with animatronics on all sides trying to rip him to pieces. Of course, his emotions were real, and his appearance was perfect- too perfect, too real, and way too similar to his younger brother.

The gentle, unique and dark eyes reflecting glistening starlight in its wake, the wavy and tousled chestnut brown hair that took on a faint shimmer in its highlights, and the pale complexion adorned intricately with an apricot and peach blush that perfectly complimented his youthful, demure features.

Everything, from the petite, lithe and short body structure down to the button nose, high cheekbones and full cheeks, and plump lips, slightly roseate in tint.

The animatronic bear shakes his head- he’s seeing too much of Evan in this random kid.

However, even in disgrace, even when all hope seems lost- Gregory does not shame himself. He remains fixated on the light at the end of the tunnel- his goal, his dream, not once wavering or faltering, never giving up fighting for his survival: a quality Freddy undeniably admires, persistence. The brunette struggles a bit to show basic manners and accept help, but he is obstinate, self-willed and domineering, not to mention undeniably intelligent and creative: not to mention his surprising knowledge of technology and computers. 

This boy is a bright young man with a bright future ahead of him! At least, Freddy once remarked of such things to him and the boy’s face fell into an expression of despondence. “Yeah,” was all he responded with following a heavy sigh.

How odd.

As per the protocol programmed in him, whenever the boy seems distressed, Freddy tries to provide him with encouraging physical stimuli such as shoulder rubs or head pats. Kids would usually giggle and laugh as a response, but Gregory merely awkwardly reciprocated such sentiments by rubbing and patting the large metal paw back. Hm- perhaps he felt it was an obligatory duty to thank him via such silent expressions?

Freddy´s facial features droop a bit- was his performance in providing an emotional outlet for kids less than exemplary at the moment? Oh, well- it might have been because he was on emergency power.

Meanwhile, Gregory, by this point, is NOT OKAY. He´s neglecting his needs again, keeping secrets to himself, suffering in silence while longing for companionship, intimacy and love with no such secrecy, and no such conflict. Ever since his epiphany, he is prone to irrational and wantonly violent and even near-homicidal thought processes- he is a walking contradiction of himself, desiring trust and yet not trusting anyone. Freddy seems to, albeit slowly, mitigate the severe, deep effects that trauma has on Gregory via his companionship. Instead of pouring further salt on the wound, he begins to treat it.

At first, Gregory seems terse and apprehensive, reluctant and mistrusting of Freddy due to his circumstances. However, as evidenced by the game, he begins to open up more- Freddy becomes less bookish, adhering to protocol and robotic, whereas the boy becomes kinder, more carefree, and more trusting and empathetic, whilst still retaining his strong, unfaltering dedication towards those he loves.

In addition, the two contrast each other well- Gregory provides hope and comfort for Freddy due to his ironically idealistic nature and his unbreakable, unshakeable spirit and willpower, whereas Freddy does possess this same belief, yet it is a bit more mellow. Freddy is much more pragmatic and straightforward, despite his sweet and entertaining nature in his programming, grounding Gregory to reality and providing him genuine, solid and true reassurance via actual hope that he can believe in.

The two serve as the ¨light at the end of the tunnel¨ for each other respectively, in a way. They give each other hope and a new reason to exist by reminding each other of someone they once loved- and as a result, their affections for each other deepen and evolve into something more intimate, familial and strong over time.

This is the last family Gregory is capable of finding, the last bond he can build- a last chance at redemption, if one will.

I’ve already pointed out how Gregory is unfalteringly loyal and dedicated to those he trusts and loves, and is also willing to do anything for them due to his nigh-unhealthy obsession with recreating his friends, family and his past life. His goals are strongly fueled by a steadily growing fear of loss motivated by the threats all around him, as well as a sense of justice and a desire to right all wrongs. Reviving the happiness, humanity and dignity that has been brutally ripped from him via accomplishing his pre-set series of goals seems to be his only objective at this point, of which he absolutely deems imperative that he gets done. The thought of destroying and hurting others to get what he wants is something he frequently entertains, and their pain and suffering is something he can’t really give less of a shit about, to be frank.

However, once Freddy opposes the idea, suddenly Gregory feels anxious and guilty when destroying and decommissioning Chica, Roxanne and Montgomery- not because he’s suddenly aware of their pain, but because he’s aware of Freddy’s pain and how much he cares for his friends.

And this is where even more of his uglier qualities come into play- he sees his older brother in Freddy, a true parental figure- his family in Freddy. And because of how much the android boy has grown to truly care for and deeply love the animatronic bear, he begins to grow jealous- protective and secretively possessive, almost. 

He’s jealous that Freddy cares more for his friends than, what he perceives as, his own younger brother, though Freddy remains unaware of Gregory’s true identity until much, MUCH later. Most of the time, he merely lets his raging fury within be dampened and restrained by the quiet rain of tears inside, longing to feel the phantom sensation of a large metal paw holding his hand whenever he’s alone, apart from Freddy. 

With his darkest, overshadowing fears not yet put to rest, Gregory begins to grow alarmingly clingy, immoral and headstrong in an attempt to seize his destiny and bring his dream to life. His most fanatical, paranoid, dishonest, ruthless and obsessive traits come out at this point, and though they are not conventionally expressed like in other obsessive characters, they’re still there.

I also feel the need to point out Gregory’s positive traits: He’s very strong, figuring out most of his identity, his purpose and who he’s meant to be in the form of fleshed out goals. He’s obstinate, self-reliant and possesses a will of steel and an unbendable, unbreakable spirit that cannot be shaken in any way, shape or form. Though he’s been eroded at by constant torment and trauma, he still retains his ability to show an impressive and heartwarming degree of comfort, empathy, compassion and kindness to those he loves and deems as family. Even in disgrace and crushing loneliness, even in humiliation, he is no coward, and through his myriad of expressiveness and emotion he remains unflappable and unfaltering- he never, ever gives up on what he believes in, never stops fighting against impossible odds to bring his goals to fruition, to protect and care for those he loves, trusts and cares about. He succeeds in bringing new meaning to the phrase “love conquers all”, and utterly brings shame to those who call idealism “hilariously outdated and mediocre”. 

Freddy acting as an emotional anchor and parental figure to Gregory is ultimately what brings out the worst of himself, but it also brings out more of the best of himself- and, despite all his immoral actions committed throughout the game in the name of his family and dream, it is all aspects of himself that triumphs post-game and helps him to find his destiny and sense of worth and self- to cope, accept and find happiness and inner peace upon being reunited with his family. 

Freddy’s presence stabilizes Gregory’s emotional turmoil, and eventually revives and reawakens something Gregory had more or less lost- genuine care and trust for individuals other than his friends and family, and a true willingness to accept and fully embrace change with everything he is. His enduring love for his older brother, reborn in a new form, broke down the armor and dulled the agonizing sting of trauma left on him by his past, and allowed him to be fully and truly reborn.

In the end, it is Freddy’s/Michael’s love that more or less saves his younger brother and fully rounds his development, healing him from his torment and his suffering, putting his fears to rest for good, helping him to accept, forgive and embrace all of himself so he can put the past behind him along with the rest of his family and start a new life.

Truly like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon to soar into the night- the transformation that all humans can undergo is beautiful. In a way, the moment Gregory can let go of his trauma and find several new reasons to live, to embrace and be his true, full self in the moment and be at peace with the rest of his family and live his best life is a touching moment.

It is the moment he’s finally set free.

[bothsidesofaquestion]

::ooc:: I finally put my ass to work and I wrote a draft of both my aus and verses,  I will post it in the page too but I wanted to share them here first. Under the cut because it’s kinda long. 

And let me know if you’re interested on rping something of these things with me, honestly if you do? I’ll be forever devoted to you :P 

List of Alternate Universes

(AKA my wish list, this is forever a wip because I have more, so much more however, I can’t remember them! I will keep feeding this list whenever I remember a new one)

Law enforcement au

Health worker au 

Teacher au

Search and Rescue au

Sex worker au

ETM au

Doctor au

College au

Dancer au

Street performer au

Actor au

Vigilante au

Retired superheroes au

Circus au

Pirate au 

Friends with benefits au

Single parent au

Mutant activist au 

Verses 

( basically another wishlist however, the difference between these and the aus is that these are in the MU and in the X-Men lore/universe) 

main verse:

v; next step in the evolution  My interpretation of X-Man Kurt minus certain canon events and romantic relationships, I won’t elaborate, just summarize. 

In this main verse -and by default others- we don’t consider the following events as canon: Kurt’s seminarian & priesthood, the COH, the sexual harassment he suffered from Jill’s part during ‘The Draco’. 

The following events are canon divergent: Kurt’s death ( ask for my interpretation for more details because it’s rather long to elaborate, I just want to have a resume of each verse in this page), Kurt’s relationship with Amanda Sefton/Jimaine Szardos, they never had a romantic relationship in this blog’s canon. 

The following events aren’t considered default in this blog: Dawn of X. There is a separate verse that will be used for anything Krakoa based. 

Oooh, I can’t believe it’s not canon! But yes, it is not so, the fanon passed as canon and general belief that Kurt is half demon is not part of his profile in this blog. 

 other verses: 

v: of mutants and men The obligatory verse for crossovers, in this verse Kurt is an X-Man that has gotten lost in another universe, the reason is unknown and will be unraveled during the plot. 

v: it runs in the family What if Raven Darkholme decided to keep Kurt? To raise him but, to hide from him who she really is? What if this leads him to grow up believing her archetypes were right? What if this takes him to become the leader of Raven’s only and one Freedom Force? 

v: he is  a circus freak His earliest years, not to be confused with my Circus AU. The premise of this verse it’s obviously canon however, this won’t mean I won't mess up with it by making him meet other muses before the right time. 

v: wrong mix, wrong genes, wrong ends His darkest times, that period between Stephan’s murder and his early days during the X-Men. Because, to become the person who he is now, Kurt had to hit rock bottom and not many knew of this, maybe your muse does if you get through him during this period of time. 

v; little bamf, big bamf This verse is not completely defined, could be he either ran away with Tenia Jean instead of Meggan -Age of X-Man events- or whatever reason that is open to plot, he became a single parent of Talia Josephine and he has to juggle his superhero duties with his parenting duties. 

v; it’s always summer in Krakoa  The obligatory Krakoan “make more mutants” verse. 

v; many many worlds in the multiverse  Basically the tag you’ll see me using in those ten thousand aus I may not even get to rp once but I have hope! You’ll see me adding the name of the au next to this tag.

v; second genesis  His early years as an X-Man, this verse can be strictly canon or canon divergent. Depends of the plot. 

v; second chances Kurt wakes up from a coma and... He has lost all his memories. It’s a What if...? From the events after fighting the Marauders or maybe just, a random event that would make this happen, it’s up for the rpers to decide. 

v; unknown  The tag I will be using if I’m not decided if the interaction deserves their own verse or maybe, a temporary tag I will be using when I have a verse in development and I haven’t figured out a name or the premises of such verse. 

[kurtty-drabbles]

How They Fell In Love

N/A: AU!Evolution where Lance/Kitty was only a passing infatuation and Kurt/Amanda never happened.

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“Say, Dad,” Hagan looked from the photo album of the younger X-Men he was browsing through. “How did you and mom fall in love?”

Cutting the BLT baguette sandwich into half, Kurt handed one half to his son and bit into the other half of the sandwich, grinning as he recalled that one Christmas.

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Flashback

The teenage X-Men, along with the adults, were gathered around the Christmas tree.

“It's beautiful.” Kitty unwrapped the necklace Jan got for her. “Thank you, Jean.”

“How cute.” Amara opened her present. “Thank you so much.”

“I love it.” Jubilee beamed, unwrapping her present.

“Kurt...” Kitty glared at the teleporter who had snuck behind her and dangled a sprig of mistletoe above her head.

“All in the holiday spirit.” said Fuzzy Elf teased.

“Maybe later.” Kitty winked and phased through the coffee table.

“Kitty...” Kurt whined, chasing after the giggling phaser through the Institute's main hall. With a muted 'bamf', he teleported above her and let gravity do the rest, falling on top of the brunette and pinning her onto the carpet.

Kitty hid a startled gasp when she looked into the older mutant's serious eyes and swallowed nervously.

“Rogue told me you ended things with Avalanche.” Kurt muttered, leaning in and taking a whiff of Kitty's scent. “Why didn't you tell me?”

“I didn't...” Kitty looked away.

“A rebound, Kitty?” Kurt growled. “Are you really underestimating my feelings for you this much, Katzchen?” grabbing Kitty's waist, he ported them to an empty corridor. “When Dr. McCoy was done with my medical report, he informed me of an unique characteristic due to my... mutation. Liebes, you know how some animals mate for life, right?” at Kitty's nod, he confessed. “That applies to me. The very first time I met you, my instincts had already decided that it is you that I want.”

“So, that's why...” Kitty breathed, recalling the numerous times Kurt had stuck by her side.

“I wasn't happy when you went out with Avalanche, but I stepped back because you were happy.” Kurt confessed.

“I'm sorry.” Kitty whispered. “That... fling with Lance was a mistake.”

“Ja, it's good that you know.” Kurt tucked her head under his chin.

“I do believe I still owe you a kiss, Fuzzy.” Kitty grinned.

Kurt grinned goofily and captured Kitty's lips for the long-awaited kiss, the mistletoe lay forgotten on the floor.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

White Queen

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by Diddle_Riddle

His hands trembling and his skull compressed by a horrible, bone-deep fright, the Riddler snatched his phone from where it was plugged on his bedside table. Speed dial option, his daughter's smiling face popped up on the screen, he immediately selected her icon.

 [Queens, crowns, rogues, a baby and a great big dose of family feels.]

Words: 1036, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Stephanie Brown, Stephanie Brown's Daughter, Edward Nygma, Jonathan Crane, Bruce Wayne, Jervis Tetch

Relationships: Stephanie Brown & Edward Nygma, Stephanie Brown & Stephanie Brown's Daughter, Stephanie Brown's Daughter & Edward Nygma, Edward Nygma/Bruce Wayne, Jonathan Crane/Edward Nygma, Edward Nygma & Jervis Tetch

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Teen Pregnancy, Steph keeps her baby AU, Steph is basically adopted by the rogues AU, BAMF Stephanie Brown, Stephanie Brown Appreciation, Parent Edward Nygma, Sweet Edward Nygma, Eddie worries for his baby girl, Ed and Steph are family, Evolution, Family Feels, Baby Names

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/h0At3SG

[ao3feed-mcshep]

Brachium Eius

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by TheWickedWitchofDammitJim

Daniel knows that he met John Shepperd because of maths.

He's not sure how he ended up as something vaguely resembling the only sane person in the storm that is Rodney McKay's wooing attempt.

Featuring Teyla being competitive, Ronon knitting, Jack being an adult, explosions, Teal'c mourning tomatoes, a missing bionic arm, and Sam being the epitomy of human evolution. Though not necessarily in that order.

Words: 5458, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Academia AU

Fandoms: Stargate Universe, Stargate Atlantis, Stargate SG-1

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Samantha "Sam" Carter, Jack O'Neill, Teal'c (Stargate), Daniel Jackson, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, Rodney McKay, John Sheppard

Relationships: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Daniel Jackson & John Sheppard, Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill, Teyla Emmagan & Teal'c, Daniel Jackson & Rodney McKay

Additional Tags: Academia, Alternate Universe - Academia, The SG-1 team are engineers, Rodney is a special cinnamon roll, who honestly doesn't know any better, Daniel Jackson is the only person with any manners, The rest of them were raised by wolves, also, Daniel actually managed to make Rodney's 'compliments' better, Because Daniel is a sweetheart, Sam is BAMF, And done with you bullshit, Teyla is competitive, self indulgent, Me thinking i'm funny, Poor Jack, Teal'c is a gardening badass, Don't even try to mess with his gardening know-how, Ronon is just enjoying the drama, And Twinkies, Not everyone is good at maths okay?, Daniel worked hard

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2yu8zfi

[thenixkat]

Nix’s feelings on Marvel/DC superhero cartoons

Static Shock: Good stuff, so corny. Cutie patootie supernerds

The Batman: love them bamf furries.

The Spectacular Spider-Man: everything but Peter Parker is great

X-Men Evolution: NOPE. Dropped like a hot potato.

Ultimate Spider-Man: this is the worst high school au I’ve ever seen and its extremely annoying.

Teen Titans: Good stuff. So fun.

Teen Titans Go: wow this is bad

Justice League: this is so fucking dull

Justice League Unlimited: Not bad, not great but not bad

Young Justice: With hell’s hate I stab at the! Worst superhero cartoon I’ve ever watched.

Wonder Woman: not bad but coulda been a lot better

Superman/Batman: Apocalypse: this is clearly a supergirl movie give it the right fucking title. ~Hello Big Barda~ not bad

Spider-Man from like the 90s: not bad. Also all of the furies. Werespider/Man-Spider, nuff said.

Batman The Brave and The Bold: Not bad. Silly

Suicide Squad: Coulda been better. got a new otp and found a new vore furry.

Batman Beyond: dull

Batman the Animated series: Its ok when its not dull

The Legion of Super-Heroes: fun. Not bad. Found the love child of Superman and Batman.

BET’s Black Panther: All hail King T’Challa. awesome.

Spider-Man Unlimited: ALL the furries. not the best tho.

DC’s Superhero girls? : soft no. Not going to watch period.

Marvel’s Avengers? : i couldn’t care less about the avengers. Might watch some clips with Sam, War Machine or T’Challa in them but otherwise its very uninteresting.

Hulk and the Agents of SMASH?: no. I can do better.

Nu52 based DC movies with the same art style as Young Justice?: fuck that shit. Also fuck em for reminding me of Young Justice.

Justice League Action?: maybe might give it a try in the future but it’s so damn white/pale I’m not interested at all.

* If I missed some let me know

[a-roguish-gambit]

I talked a while ago about bamfs being in evolution and this is my thought behind it: forge convinces Kurt to explore the teleportation dimention more and attracts the attention of the bamfs without him realizing what they are as he gets spooked by some weird plant thing trying to grab him and gets out of there. The bamfs have imprinted on kurt and leak into his dimention and decide to snuggle up with him as the new “big bamf”. Kurt wakes up and being a dumb fifteen year old, thinks he somehow spawned offspring cause well they look like him and can teleport like him and he is PANICKING and totally confused as to how this happened. So now he’s playing teen parent to them until he figures out what they really are.

I wanted to give them all unique features so funky hair styles. What should he name the bamfs? Let me know!

[hannibal-abo]

Adapt. Evolve. Become.

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by clehjett

Mutant AU

Will is a repressed mutant struggling to be a human. Hannibal sees the potential in him and does not give him the choice but to become. Will struggles with the realisation that he has abilities beyond his own imagination and has to deal with the emotions he has for Hannibal.

Words: 1931, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hannibal (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Will Graham, Will Graham's Dogs, Hannibal Lecter, Matthew Brown (Hannibal), Winston (Hannibal), Jack Crawford, Tobias Budge

Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham & Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham & Beverly Katz, Will Graham/Beverly Katz, Matthew Brown/Will Graham, Matthew Brown/Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Matthew Brown & Will Graham, Francis Dolarhyde/Will Graham, Francis Dolarhyde/Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Mutants, Mutant Powers, X-men Inspired, Psychic Abilities, Psychological Trauma, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Manipulation, Obsessive Hannibal Lecter, Possessive Hannibal Lecter, Creepy Hannibal Lecter, Dark Will Graham, Evolution, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Creepy Matthew Brown, caring matthew brown, bamf beverly katz

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/341rNpk

[ao3feed-buckybarnes]

Five Betrayals of the Black Widow and One Time Natasha Trusted an Enemy

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by seikaitsukimizu

What if the Winter Soldier suffered a cognitive re-calibration years ago, and it was all because of Hawkeye? And what if said Soldier once met the Black Widow but left her behind? What if she remained an instrument of Hydra, delicately shaping the world even as the Soldier tore it down around her?

AKA

The evolution of the Black Widow through Strike Team Delta's adventures.

Words: 11234, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 5 of Strike Team Delta AU

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Iron Man (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, John Garrett, Grant Ward, Clint Barton, Brock Rumlow, Helmut Zemo, Arnim Zola, Wanda Maximoff, Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson (Marvel)

Relationships: Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov, Bruce Banner & Natasha Romanov

Additional Tags: Gen or Pre-Slash, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hydra (Marvel), Hydra Grant Ward, Canon Divergence - No Hydra Takeover, Bucky Barnes Remembers, Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov Friendship, Steve Rogers Feels, POV Natasha Romanov, Natasha-centric, Natasha Romanov Is Not A Robot, BAMF Natasha Romanov

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[bamfoftheundead]

Forgot I drew this but I gotta dragon au brewing in me noggin

I read the issue (Hex-men, what a name lmao) where Kurt gets turned into a dragon and it made me sad as hell bc we never see him turned back, that version of Kurt is just a mindless beast forever and also technically dead, well his original self is

But what if he wasn't??

Basically I feel like kitty would go looking for him and once she'd find him she'd bring him back and try to figure out ways to turn him back. Even as a dragon Kurt still somewhat recognizes kitty and becomes a sort house cat around her, just a big ol protective scaley baby. After some time they find a way to temporarily turn him, they can't fully erase the dragon part of him but now he can choose whether or not he wants to be it. He can be in his normal form for up to 12 hours, if he tries to go over the time period then his body is forcefully turned back into the dragon and he's gotta wait 12hrs to be normal again, good thing is now that he's somewhat fixed hes more sentient/sapient in the form now, no longer a big dumb reptile . Now he and kitty are a badass dragon/mutant duo, p sure Lockheed gets jealous lmao

(changes the design somewhat too)

Had to to fix bamf dragon somehow, can't stand that they did that to him, Nightcrawler is NOT just a character y'all can get rid of or kill of for fun and I'll throw hands with every marvel writer until they realize that

[starry-skies-116]

GregEvan Character Analysis (FNAF Project Samsara AU)

Prologue- Introduction:

Okay- I’ll go ahead and admit, for a literal child that’s appeared in his original human life in the minigames of FNAF 4, and then again in Security Breach in his reincarnated robotic vessel form (taking into account the GregEvan/GregBot theory), I went into depth on his character development a LOT within my interpretations of his backstory and personality, as well as crafting quotes for him and actions that he (in my AU) would do to further drive home his personality and character evolution and the transformation he undergoes with every bit of emotional grief and traumatic event he has to endure.

Taking into account the sticky notes in the Post-It note room and the messages written on them (go check out MatPat’s video on them for in-depth context), the broken glass in the parts and services room, most likely the actions of Gregory in a act of panic, hysteria and desperation out of pleading for his own life unsuccessfully (read all the parts of my fanfic “Software Instability” for more information on my AU), and the terse, apprehensive way he behaves throughout the beginning of the game, I think I have a solidly crafted character arc for my AU- for the universe of FNAF: Project Samsara.

What I like the most about Gregory is that he seems standoffish, blunt and rude for absolutely no reason at first- however, if you take into account his previous personality, the nightmares he endured, and the sheer amount of trauma he went through… one might actually feel pretty happy that he’s become this self-advocating and domineering over himself, despite the overly cautious attitude and survival mode being a bit of a stretch (but, again, very understandable).

He’s a teeny bit of a bitch, sure- but what I love about him is that he’s THAT BITCH. He is the BADDEST BITCH. He’s a certified badass- a child BAMF- and he’s earned that title with his blood, sweat and tears. Dude has layers. And, at least to me, he has so much potential and is so interesting- this is what I like about the GregEvan theory- it adds so much complexity and character development to the character of the crying child, Evan Afton.

I wanted to do an analysis/headcanon post on him that may be updated and reblogged several times as time goes by because, well, God has favorites, even if he treats those favorites like shit someti- er, okay, fine: most of the time.

Here I present the character arc of our Patient Zero- from past to present, despair to hope, anguish to faith- once merely a victim, now reborn.

Evan and Gregory- two halves of the whole, reincarnated, reborn.

From old trees come new seeds that take root and give birth to new life- in the ashes, a beating heart is reborn, the flame undying- the soul burns brighter than the stars, alight forevermore.

Part 1- Origins:

Evan Cristopher Afton (The Crying Child) is born as the youngest son to the Afton Family sometime around 1972-1973, after Fredbear´s Family Diner was founded. Normally, his age range differs from six to ten, varying depending on the AU, and his place in the family ranges from youngest to middle child to even being fraternal twins with Elizabeth Afton.

In the universe of Project Samsara, Evan is ten, the Bite of ‘83 taking place around his eleventh birthday, which is why Gregory, the reincarnated “perfect” vessel, is created to look around eleven to twelve years old, and he is the middle child, being three to four years older than Elizabeth, and because of his age and pace of maturity within his place in his family, causing him to take on a more caring and open-minded, “maternal” disposition with Elizabeth.

Almost immediately, we see Evan’s personality and major character flaws. We are introduced to him in the minigames as timid and harmless- a quiet, meek and easily emotionally provoked and vulnerable child who easily believes what he sees lurks in the dark, most likely the result of a corrupted spiritual core/atman via emotional stress or tension, or just a hyperactive imagination, something that a lot of children have. In the process of designing him, I didn’t want to give him bright blue or green eyes like Michael or Elizabeth had, like he has in so many AU´s- it would be the result of genetics inherited from their father or mother, sure, but those choices didn’t… sit well with me, somehow. So there I sat, testing unique eyes on him. Then, the idea to give him the compound eyes of an insect came to me- a recolouring of Kocho Shinobu’s eyes but with a natural color- a deep, dark brown, so rich and nebulous- so twilight dark it almost appears next-to black, reflecting glimmering specks of light in their wake. No pupils, just pure, unblinking eyes, wide and large, gentle and kind. Reflecting the universe, the celestial bodies of the heavens in their wake, shining with brilliance and curiosity about the universe, the forces larger than man, with every blink.

(I’m rambling about his eyes again, aren’t I.)

From then on I decided to make Evan, and consequently Gregory’s, entire appearance resemble that of someone with a demure, unassuming and outwardly “weak” demeanor- large, gentle and dark eyes, different than that of the bold, bright and piercing eyes of the rest of his family, a soothing and silvery voice, almost nectarous in nature and pleasant to listen to. Light and near-graceful footsteps being made even when he walks, highlighting the more cautious side of his personality: a small, short and weak stature- not malnutritioned in any way, but rather more lithe- petite and dainty, if one will exemplify further, almost as if such a body structure is meant to convey submissiveness.

Everything screams that of a meek, “cute” child, from his pale complexion, taking on the appearance of smooth, pearly white skin tinged with apricot and peach-colored blush here and there, his soft and youthful features, being characterized physically by full cheeks, rosy petal lips, high cheekbones, a cute button nose, somehow naturally curved lashes, not to mention somehow thick and perfectly trimmed brows- hell, even his hair is somehow pretty. It’s thick and voluminous, wavy and slightly tousled in style- dark chestnut brown in color, shimmering as his bangs fall over and frame his face with a piece conveniently falling in between his eyes.

I basically made him the type of boy that would’ve grown up to be very pretty as an adult. Excuse me while I go cry now because haha foreshadowing goes brrr.

The tragedy begins with the headcanon that he- that Evan- wasn’t always like this.

At first, he starts out at four years old as someone who is easygoing, calm and cheerful- articulate, intelligent and quite intellectually/emotionally mature for his age, evidenced by the way he would sometimes have deep conversations with his Fredbear plush. He starts out as someone who craves affection and gives it in return- someone who endlessly loves, trusts, respects and appreciates those around him.

However, as the years go by, Evan becomes more and more anxious and internally stressed, as evidenced by the Sticky Note dialogue and his behavior throughout the minigames. As his family grows busier and busier with work and life, the more his home situation grows tense and the older he gets- the more he has to outwardly mature, and the more he has to focus on his perception of who the world wants him to be, and the more he has to take care of his younger sister. He begins to develop a version of empty-nest syndrome- every day, he secretly craves affection and validation- he craves to be emotionally, spiritually and physically vulnerable and helpless without someone hurting or humiliating him. Just for once, even if it’s only once- he wants to be selfish, childish and pampered, and he especially desires this from his older brother Michael- more on their relationship and how it evolves later.

The concept of chasing material pursuits- external glory- comes from his father, as well as the world around him- and rather than confronting his feelings and providing the proper self-care for confronting and pacifying said feelings… wouldn´t it be so much easier to bottle them up? To be what the world expects of you? To never feel your own pain again, and instead escape by feeling the pain of others?

Already, the gaping stomachs of his nightmares and their undeniably sharp teeth are what set off all the alarm bells in his brain- of course, he´s a child. Being tormented by them for four-to-five years of his life, as they sometimes showed up, sometimes didn´t- who wouldn´t be scared of them? Who wouldn´t be scared of their own internal struggles and insecurities, ignoring their needs due to personal weakness and heavy diffidence, so prominent that it weighs them down, locking their true selves away? 

Evan spends the final six out of all ten years of his first life actively running away from who he is- he´s scared of exposing his heart to the world, as if they´re going to hurt or break it, whoever ¨they¨ are. The nightmares are a perversive reflection of the internal struggles he faces. It is a culmination of the sentiments, unfulfilled desires and pain that corrupt his mind and soul- his atman, by extension. He runs away from the darkest corners of his thoughts when his body actively tries to warn him that this kind of fear, this kind of emotional withdrawal and willful self-torture isn´t healthy for him. Every night is a representation of how he feels, the worst parts of his sentiments worsening even more every day.

And the saddest part? Evan’s hope for his family and his future, and his willingness to trust others that formed the original basis of his childlike, carefree naivete that all children start out with was massacred at such a young age, and now, his faith and pride in himself is slowly diminishing- rotting away as he sinks further into his own despair, neglecting his own needs more and more, caused by the views of his family, his peers, his elders and the world around him morphing and distorting the way he sees himself, as well as pre-defined a set of strict expectations that he can’t seem to reach.

The only things that seem to be keeping him going is what the world expects him to be, and his pride and sense of adoration and love for his family. That’s not enough to sustain a person, much less a child.

And don’t even get me started on his growing sense of emptiness and personal loss caused by his perpetual soul dissociation as a result of neglecting his spiritual needs- that’s a persisting problem that plagues him even when he is reborn in his new robotic vessel and takes on the identity of Gregory.

He feels like everything is spiraling out of control. He doesn´t know his place in the world- he doesn´t know who he´s meant to be. He feels like he has no say, no power, no control over how his future, and the future of his family, unfolds due to his severe lack of confidence and, by extension, decreasing self-esteem, which is harrowing to watch.

The aspect of life he struggles with the most is duty, purpose. He grapples with destiny on a spiritual level constantly, not believing that his life is within his control. He is afraid of who he is, and he does not have enough faith in himself to empower himself to truly believe in himself- to try harder, become stronger, for the sake of not only those around him, but himself.

Evan is around seven when these thoughts truly begin to surface as a reaction to his environment- he is spiritually uneducated, young and still searching for an identity and his place in the world, so he is MASSIVELY underequipped at this time to deal with such premature emotional and spiritual urges to nurture and essentially pamper himself. He doesn’t ever know why he feels this way- he has a great life, right? So many other people have it worse… why is he being ungrateful all of a sudden? He has a pretty rich family, a nice neighborhood, and a great Uncle Henry alongside his “cousins” Charlie and Sammy. Food is on the table every day, a roof is above his head every night when he goes to sleep, school is going great, he loves his family and friends, everything is supposed to be fine! He’s supposed to be happy!

So why is this happening…? That is the question he wonders.

He tries every once in a while to confess this to his family, his father and mother and his siblings- now, don´t get me wrong, they´re not bad people or a bad family (William wasn´t truly bad at the time). They utterly, truly, deeply and really love him. But do you really think, with how busy and caught up with life they were at the time- William buried in his work, Eleanor taking care of Elizabeth, Michael navigating teenage life- that they were going to listen to him? Evan, the apparent ¨crybaby¨ of the family, who complains about Michael and his friends tormenting him, as well as the nightmares haunting him, every day? Would they, with their lifestyles practically orbiting around hustle culture, not once stopping to think about their own wellbeing and needs, listen to the needs of the middle child, bother to pay attention to his concerns?

There´s no doubt about it- he´s being denied validation and acceptance, and the resources needed to heal and maintain his happiness that he once had- he´s being denied support to actively take control of his life, to grow, mature, find his identity and take charge of his own decisions- his own destiny.

Evan everyday is being infantilized, pitied and patronized by his own family.

His family do love him, don´t get me wrong- not once have they neglected him… they just failed to properly understand what Evan was trying to convey, and consequently, they fail to understand the actual danger that ignoring his emotional and spiritual needs, as well as the corruption and contamination of his atman was doing to him. This is a symbolic representation of how refusing to confront your past- the ugliest and neediest parts of yourself, refusing to work on yourself and your growing maturity, and how the toxic need to remain ¨strong¨, can damage you further down the road- which is exactly what Evan did. 

As a result, he grows more emotionally and spiritually poisoned, and his previous repression and withdrawal starts to have serious consequences on him- he starts crying and bursting into tears more easily, becoming more susceptible to bouts of fear and hysteria- lashing out at Michael more often in response to his pranks, possessing a terse and distant attitude towards his father and mother, being forced to take on a maternal role for Elizabeth, not having any true friends besides his neighbors and the acquaintances he makes at school, and most of all… being trapped under the illusion that he´s inadequate- that he’s not good enough for his family. That´s the eventual conclusion that his mind prematurely comes to. And what makes it even worse is that due to his dwindling faith in his ability and himself as a human being, he never bothers to be proactive and cognizant about how he can improve upon himself, despite the deep-rooted desire to work on himself.

Wouldn’t it be so much easier, so much better, to fall into the label society gives you? To effectively become what the world thinks you are, and nothing more? Nothing deeper?

After all, why even bother trying to reach your full potential? Why bother trying to be braver- to be stronger, to be better, to be more than what those around you say you are when you´re not good enough to take control of your own life, your own destiny, when you´ll never be good enough to even start trying?

As a sort of coping mechanism, one that evolves into a habit, Evan starts listening to Elizabeth’s troubles as he takes care of her. On a general scale, this evolving empathy and desire to help comes in the form of easing the workloads and burdens of others, such as helping his mother with dishes and cooking because he feels the need to- so that he doesn´t feel like a whiny burden and a disappointment to the Afton family name. I feel the need to remind everyone that the surname of “Afton” as the founders of both Fredbear’s Family Diner and Fazbear Entertainment would be incredibly famous within the town of Hurricane, Utah, and eventually across all of the United States after the founding of Fazbear’s Entertainment (given the circumstances of the outside world and Security Breach’s location, the Pizzaplex), so already being placed in such a position was putting a lot of pressure on his shoulders.

Of course, every now and then, he feels compelled to confess about the nightmares and his feelings to Elizabeth, but he knew that not only would she brush it aside or not understand it due to her young age, but that would shatter the facade he so carefully constructed just for her. What kind of older brother burdens their younger siblings, especially their younger sisters, with their problems?

On top of this, he becomes an important figure in Elizabeth’s life- for example, he encourages Elizabeth´s confidence further and pushes her to show her gold stars she got on all her assignments to her father and he actively listens to her rant about Circus Baby. But he also listens to her problems and internal strife on her worst days, and displays his love for her, empathy for her struggles, and proves and demonstrates time and time again that he will always love her no matter who she is and who she wishes to become, and will always support her. Most importantly… that he will always believe in her.

He, as an older brother and the oft patronized and infantilized child of the family, tries to prove his maturity and self-worth via providing the support and affection to Elizabeth that his family failed to provide to him as soon as he got older. Keep in mind that he is still a child, so events such as these would scar him incredibly deep- deeper than he would like to realize.

We, in both the sticky notes and in the FNAF 4 minigames, also see a lot of dialogue about running away or hiding- these messages are written as if the writer is calculating and planning a sort of ‘escape route’, further highlighting Evan’s descent into fear of both himself and the nightmares that plague him, caused by spiritual corruption. By the time we see him ingame, five days before the party, his life had essentially become a living hellscape- his mind was physically sick, not working properly on an actual biological basis like how a normal human brain should. The nightmares could practically be considered hallucinations at this point, and his neglect of his own spiritual and emotional desires and needs have prolonged for so long that they’ve started impacting his physical body in noticeable ways, i.e. insomnia, severe anxiety, and panic attacks. His spiral has reached rock bottom- to drive the nail further into the coffin, he only has his Fredbear Plushie for comfort- Michael has begun to spend more time with his friends as they frequently ganged up on him to tease and bully and ridicule him more often than not, his father is practically engrossed in his work every day now that Fredbear’s Family Diner and Fazbear Entertainment has become especially popular, and his mother had already enough on her plate looking after their family’s needs as there were. He wanted nothing more than to hide- for the storm inside to silence itself, for it to be clear, cloudless skies littered with the stars again. There’s no way this possibly could get any worse.

…It gets worse, doesn’t it?

Of course, of course! Of course it gets worse- when it comes to FNAF, it always does!

Because even before Evan’s death and reincarnation, his spiritual corruption began to impact his relationships, especially that with his big brother Michael on both ends. And he never gets to fully dive into the reason, until later, as to why.

And that probably is one of his biggest regrets, more than anything- that they couldn’t be there for each other, that they couldn’t explore and deeply understand each other better than what their prejudice and hubris would allow them to, to bring their hearts close together like they should’ve done all those years ago.

That they couldn’t confront whatever was thrown their way together… like they promised on that stormy night all those years ago.

Part 2- Older Brother Issues:

You’ve heard of Daddy Issues, and you’ve heard of Mommy Issues. Now I think it’s well past time you get ready for older brother issues- specifically, Michael Afton issues.

When they were young, the relationship between these two were untainted- sincere and pure. Of course, they teased each other- like, a lot- Michael would steal Evan’s plushie, but he would always return it. He would lock Evan in his room or sneak inside to jumpscare him whenever he walked in, but he didn’t have that stupid Foxy Mask on back then- one key difference. Even then, Michael didn’t give two craps about whether Evan liked him or hated him- for all he knew, the moment he locked eyes with his younger brother as a baby, he loved him- deeply, dearly, overwhelmingly, inexplicably- something awakened within him, an instinct he didn’t know he had- to preserve, to protect. 

They made a lot of promises between each other, shared countless secrets between each other, as many as the wonderful memories they had. The bond they possessed was brotherly, like a healthy mixture of a bond between siblings, and between a father and a son. They swore that they would be connected together forever, never growing apart.

However, as they all have learned the hard way- life tends to be complicated, more often than not.

Michael desired nothing more than for Evan to be proud of himself- to realize that he was a gift, existing as he was, for him to realize that the world was cruel and for him to defend himself, not accepting anything from those who desired to abuse his kindness and cheery demeanor (which ironically was lost as years went by).

He feared that he couldn’t defend his younger brother forever- the nightmares and spiritual corruption was something he surmounted to childish fears, something that further confirmed his troubles. Every day, their relationship began to become tainted and crumble apart further and further- fast forward to the years of 1980, and Evan is already way too deep into his spiral, and Michael has begun to distance himself from his father, and unintentionally, Evan, by spending time with his friends. Of course, he possesses a strong bond with them, and they’re good, supportive and close friends… but he is always tinged with guilt at the end of the day. Does he really hate his younger brother…? Does his younger brother hate him for lashing out at him so frequently? Is that why they argue… because he shows his true self in front of him?

And meanwhile, Evan is angry. He’s angry because of the love he still has for his brother, deep down amidst the neglected, blackened wasteland of a spiritual environment he has within him.

He resents the secrecy- the dishonesty, the lack of proper communication and proper self-care running in his family, the Aftons- painted as this picture-perfect neighborhood family to everyone around him, and meanwhile he despises such things with a burning passion because the smiles in the photo aren’t real. They’re hiding something.

He resents the stupid teenager things that Michael now keeps doing with his friends, things that continually and consistently patronize, disrespect and infantilize him- things that continually deny him of the validation, the acceptance and support of his own emotional and spiritual needs and the acknowledgement of the nightmares that continually plague him- the acceptance that he wants, craves and oh-so desperately NEEDS.

And yet, in all that time… Evan never really hated or even disliked Michael. Reasons for such things can vary, from refusal to let go of past memories and therefore past perceptions of his older brother, to a steadily deteriorating sense of self and an already low self-esteem disguised as humility, but even then, Evan always looks at Michael with so much pride and adoration glimmering in those eyes of his, always viewing him through rose-colored glasses and always looking up to him as a role-model to follow similar to how Elizabeth views both Michael and him. He wishes to actively seek out his love, approval and affection, but at the same time… even Michael’s mere presence imposes fear onto Evan- a fear of rejection, of humiliation, of being bullied or scared or teased again.

Evan feels as though Michael won’t accept him for who he is- he won’t see him in moments where he is true to his heart, emotional and vulnerable, and take care of him and love him nevertheless like he wants those around him to do with him.

Of course, he does get annoyed when his older brother bullies or makes fun of him with his friends, and he obviously retaliates and defends himself like any sane human being would. However, in moments when he renumerates and laments his relationship with Michael, you can see how much he truly respects, loves and admires the other. One of the things he despises is Michael actively seeking him out, using his status to assert dominance over his younger brother in order to bully him and get away with his actions with Evan being forced to dismiss it to his peers, his other sibling, and his parents as “normal older brother behavior”. Their conflict, when taking this into account, is largely one-sided- Evan only ever reacts in a hostile way whenever provoked, and, even though it goes against his best wishes, tries to avoid Michael whenever he can.

The kind of warped mindset that drives this sort of behavior could most likely be that Michael needs an outlet to take his anger out on, so he uses Evan as his punching bag since he sees himself as a superior and domineering figure over Evan’s currently timid and submissive personality- it is a warped, twisted kind of relationship driven by corrupted love and fear, with Michael internally wishing that Evan could simply “be braver and stop crying”, being blind to Evan’s internal struggles and being completely oblivious as to what is truly going on beneath the surface.

Then again, he’s not the only one to blame for his insensitivity… within Evan’s family, the Afton family, who wouldn’t be to blame for his first undoing before his rebirth?

((***NEW PARTS COMING SOON***))