#for now i'm hiding on monty

[fenixburned]

hello I've come back to scream loudly 🥰🥰🥰

[tititilani]

I can't stop thinking about if Simon had taken Edwin's offer

Like Charles finds Edwin in the hallway as ever but this time there's another boy there too, cowering against the wall next to him. Maybe the dollhead spider doesn't care about Simon, too busy focusing on its favorite target, so Charles is left standing in the hallway with Simon when Edwin is taken.

They get out of hell, but Edwin doesn't confess due to Simon hovering behind his elbow. He doesn't want to confess his emotions in front of his killer, who he probably hasn't even properly figured out how he's feeling towards yet.

The Night Nurse is pissed they came out with an extra soul but Niko's same loophole still applies and Simon stays.

"This is Simon," Edwin says when it's all said and done, finally introducing the boy that's been hiding behind him since the door closed. "He was a...classmate of mine."

"He saved me," Simon says, looking up at Edwin moony-eyed and Charles knows that look and something settles heavy in his stomach.

"Glad to have ya, mate," he tells him even though the words taste sour. This other boy knew Edwin when he was alive, the thought is slightly terrifying to him.

Simon settles in fine with the agency even if the agency feels a little crowded now with five people in it but he continues to moon over Edwin and Edwin just...never tells anyone how they actually knew each other. He reasons it just doesn't matter, that he can't find the right time, whatever.

Charles never really warms up to him, though he tries to hide it, but he sees the looks Simon gives Edwin, a soppy smitten look that is somehow worse than anything Monty or the Cat King ever tried with Edwin because of all of them, Simon arguably knows the most about like Edwardian courting. That, like Edwin, Simon has also survived hell. Charles hates the idea that someone could potentially understand Edwin more than he does.

He hates it so much that nothing further happens between him and Crystal because the idea of Edwin being left alone with Simon bothers him so much. He sees Simon adjusting Edwin's collar one (1) time and it makes him feel sick.

And then there's the fortune-teller.

They only go to her sometimes for cases because she never fails to freak Charles out but her prophecies tend to be accurate like 60% of the time which is pretty good for a fortune teller. She looks at the two of them at the end, because it is just the two of them for once, and then looks just at Edwin.

"How kind you are," she says, the words a compliment but the tone snide. "To house your killer. Pray tell it doesn't come back to you."

"What." Charles says. "The fuck."

Charles is furious, of course, and it takes Edwin a long time to talk him out of smashing Simon's face in with the new cricket bat.

"He's like me," he insists in that quiet but firm voice. Charles wants to scream that Simon is nothing like Edwin - that he doesn't have a fraction of Edwin's kindness or pissiness, that his blue eyes are not nearly as beautiful as Edwin's green - but before he can even open his mouth, Edwin continues. "He...He likes boys, Charles. He likes me."

Oh. Oh.

Charles stares at Edwin who is looking back at him, trying and failing to hide the fact he's terrified, and Charles doesn't give one shit that Edwin likes boys because he's his best mate forever. He's still pissed that Simon is apparently staying but he has to hug Edwin at that. "I'm still pissed you didn't tell me about him," is all he says, swallowing back the other words he wants to say.

Charles grows even more paranoid about Simon being around, who has to get used to the fact that Charles takes to swinging his cricket bat ominously every time he comes within ten feet of Edwin. He finds out that adjusting clothing was an Edwardian courting thing and wants to break something. The very idea the very person who killed his best mate is now trying to put the moves on said best mate pisses him off.

It also makes him think of numerous times Edwin had readjusted his collar or jacket in the past and it makes his non-existent stomach flip.

Eventually, Simon decides he's ready to move on to his after-life and Charles keeps his hands from fisting when he looks at Edwin with that same soppy look. He knows Edwin has forgiven Simon by now but Charles has always been better at holding a grudge and he knows what is going to come out of Simon's mouth before he even asks. He knows that if Edwin says yes, he won't stop him.

Charles also knows that if Edwin does, there is no way he is going to find any kind of his own afterlife.

"You could come with me," Simon says hopefully and the moment after is the longest in Charles' life.

"Thank you, Simon," Edwin says kindly and Charles has to keep himself from crying. "But I have no interest in going anywhere without Charles."

He steps back - away from Simon and back towards Charles. Ears suspiciously pink, Edwin links their hands and they watch as Simon follows the Night Nurse.

[engel-hageshii]

more screenshots because I'm having a blast looking for dca things in the game! here are some of the Lucky Stars Giftshop!

and then I found this in the arcade!

Moon's claw machine!! I didn't know he had one! now it makes sense that we were in one in the true end of Help Wanted 2, Moon has a claw machine aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!

aaaawwwwwwwww lil'music ma-

...I really need to stop staring at them lmao

anyways! after that I went to the cound prize and found some cool things! I had to be really careful because Monty and Roxanne were around...

Sunny and Moon had their own prize counters!

BUT LOOK AT THIS!

TINY MOON!

TINY MOON!!! IMAGINE THE GREMLIN BUT NOW POCKET SIZE!!

now I can't stop imagining scenarios where we lose our keys or cellphones and we blame Moon for it (cause I bet he has pick pocket us before) and turns out there is a mini Moon out there hiding and collecting our things like a cat lmaoo and also he is best friends with lil'music man~

[paraphwrites]

i think it's interesting that edwin attracts lonely people.

-the cat king has seemingly never had a real substantial relationship. he lives his lives playing tricks and games, not actual connections

-monty literally only ever spoken to one (1) other person, and that's his fucked up mother familiar mommy situationship that he needs, like, so much therapy to unpack

-simon, maybe the only other gay kid in this boarding school, completely isolated from his peers by virtue of his identity and society and shame

-niko, who has been hiding in her room, avoiding other people for months out of grief and something larger (the inherent unavoidable devastation of growing up alone)

-and, of course, charles. charles, who died alone. charles, one of the only non white kids at that boarding school. charles, who's dad didn't love him and who's mom didn't say anything. charles, who flirts with every girl he meets. charles, who would follow him to the end of the earth but won't ever talk about his feelings because he's brills, mate, aces. charles, who spent his entire life alone and now won't spend a minute of his afterlife alone

i dunno. i think it's interesting. edwin, who we know is lonely, attracts other lonely people.

and, not to overstep my bounds as a silly little person on tumblr, but i think it's interesting that the show has attracted a lot of lonely people, too. and i think there's a lot of reasons for that. the target demographic is teenagers & young adults, a notoriously lonely group. the show features a lot of minority characters, which will attract minority audience members, and often people who are a part of a minority feel lonely and different from the people around them. the show is about friendship and found family, and i think that attracts a lot of lonely people. shit, i'm lonely, and i was drawn to this show. yes, for the incredible music and acting and cinematography, but also because the themes are so fundamentally resonant and raw.

and THAT is why dead boy detectives is an important show. because it is a show for the lonely and the grieving and the lost. AND it is a show for the hopeful and the learning and the coping. it is a show for people who have their shit together, and people with no shit together, and people who don't even know their shit is spilt all over the floor. this show MATTERS because it speaks to the fundamental devastation in human existence AND it finds the beauty to celebrate. it says, yes, loss is horrible and life altering, and you will be okay. yes this will be awful but you will carry on. and that is SO important. do you understand how important that is?? because everyone, everyone goes through loss and change and hardships. everyone. it is a show for lonely people! and we're all fucking lonely, aren't we? isn't part of the human condition just being lonely??

dead boy detectives is a show for people wronged by men. it is a show for people coated in grief. for people who are dealing with their sexuality late in life. for people with fucked up parental relationships. for people who date as a distraction. for people who are doing great and just like a silly little ghost show! for people not doing great but trying their best anyway. most of all, it is a show for lonely people.

just. FUCK! this show MATTERS! this show MEANS SOMETHING to SO many people!! including me!!! it matters to ME!!!! and i will continue yapping about it, even if it's just into the void!!!!!!!!!!!!

[cherry-cola-on-ice]

Can you write a story that has Thomas Hewitt getting jealous at a guy flirting with his S/O please love your work🙏🙏🙏🙏

Jealousy Jealousy

It shouldn't bug him so much. Especially after all this time.

It wasn't your fault after all. Anyone with eyes could see how beautiful you were. Everything about you was crafted by some higher being, sculpted from the stars and the skies. And you were so sweet, so kind. You brought a smile to even Uncle Monty's face.

And most of all, he knew you loved him. He repeatedly told himself, saying it over and over again in his head like his own personal mantra. As long as you loved him, he didn't need anything else.

Thomas's eyebrows furrowed as you laughed at the joke. He couldn't tell you jokes. But this stranger could. This handsome, younger man with perfect teeth and perfect hair. He looked like one of those men on the front of the harlequin novels Hoyt steals out of suitcases.

You laughed again, head thrown back. God, you were perfect. Too perfect for him. This stranger was the type of man you deserved.

From the back room of the gas station, Thomas shifted his weight nervously. He knew he should have left you at the house. It was a bad idea, just like Hoyt said. You brought to much attention to yourself. Unknowingly and unwittingly, of course. Never your intention.

But you had a magnetic power around you, drawing people in.

Your soft eyes were what made him fall in love with you. When his family first found you, hiding out in their barn, crying your eyes out, he felt a pang in his heart that was new to him. You looked scared and you were alone. Everyone else had left you, all meeting their ends by his chainsaw.

He asked you why you didn't struggle and you always shrugged "I guess they were never really my friends to begin with. They tried to leave me for dead. "

And he didn't question it at first. After all, it all brought you to him. You were his now.

But-

You should hate him. You should fight him. You shouldn't be able to stand the sight of him. You were better off with this man, this stranger who could give you the life you deserved. The overwhelming feeling of despair hit him like a shot to the stomach.

But then you turned to him. And smiled. That sweet smile, the one that lit up a room and light up his life. And it was directed at him. It was his smile.

And for a moment, all was right in the world. You chose him.

But then-

"So, I gotta wonder... What's a sweet thing like you doing in a shit hole like this?"

From afar, Thomas could see you bristle, your demeanor change from jovial to defense "What's that supposed to mean? There's nothing wrong with here."

The stranger laughed "Yeah, it's cute in tetanus shot kinda way. But nowhere such a hot piece of ass such as you should be. "

Thomas ought to punt this creep straight into a grinder. His fist balled up and he began stalking towards him-

Except you beat him to the punch. Quite literally.

The stranger fell to the floor, holding his bloody nose. Whimpering. Thomas was surprised, he didn't think this guy would go down that easily. The man wasn't as tall as him, but he was still a sizable man. And you floored him.

Looking back to you, he watched as you shook your hand out, cursing under your breath "Fucking hell, dude! Your face made out of concrete?!?"

"YOU BROKE MY NOSE, YOU BITCH!"

"Yeah, and I'll do it again if you don't get your ass outta here!"

The man, holding his bleeding nose, lifted himself off the ground, shooting daggers at you. Instinctively, Thomas placed his body between the two of you, glaring back at him.

The stranger, though looking absolutely terrified, feigned confidence and scoffed as he walked by. You grabbed Thomas's arm, shouting as the stranger left the store "Yeah! Get out here, you-"

Thomas spun you around, grabbing your face in his hands. He looked you over, looking for any signs of harms. You scrunched your nose "I'm fine, Thomas!"

Thomas huffed, pulling you close to him. You laughed in his arms, standing up on your tip toes to press a kiss to his mask. Thomas looked down at you, taking in the lovestruck look in your eyes.

Yeah, he had nothing to worry about.

[thekidthesuperkid]

No but actually I love how central Crystal is to the story. She's the only reason the group ever goes to Port Townsend and therefore the only reason most of the plot even happens.

Even if you're just watching the show with shipping goggles (a lot of people let's be honest) you still can't extract Crystal from the story. She's the only reason Charles and Edwin go to Port Townsend, but also her arrival into the boys' dynamic shakes it up enough for it to start changing. She's the one who finds out about Charles' dad and then pushes Edwin to figure out what Charles has been hiding from him. She's also the one who pushes Charles to recognize his own repressed emotions and to deal with them. She's central to Charles' character arc over the show, and even though she's not as central to Edwin's character arc, she's still a catalyst. Niko, the Cat King, and Monty are more directly important to Edwin's arc, but Edwin and Charles never would have met and helped Niko if it hadn't been for Crystal (Niko likely would have just died from the sprites alone and this is deeply sad to think about), and Edwin also would never have met either the Cat King or Monty without being in Port Townsend. (Monty probably would have never become human.) Maybe if things had been different Edwin still would have been dragged back to Hell, but Charles would have had to find a different way to rescue him. The Night Nurse was only there to open the door to Hell because Charles and Edwin were stuck in Port Townsend long enough for her to track them down, and on top of that she was only able to track them down because of their connections to living humans (Jenny) through Crystal. And then Edwin's confession on the staircase was only really possible because of the realizations about himself that he had beforehand because of the influences of Monty and Niko and the Cat King. Crystal called Edwin and Charles a dead married couple on acid and that basically what they were: they had been together for so long with just each other, and they were so familiar with each other that their dynamic had become habit and they were taking for granted the things they thought they knew about each other...Charles is the happy one and isn't haunted by his past the way that Edwin is, Edwin isn't interested in romance and connecting with living people, etc. Crystal, and then Niko and their other friends as well, showed up and brought in a new perspective on their relationship and their lives and their problems, which allowed them to develop their relationship in new areas.

Independently of the boys' relationship though, Crystal's story is really done so satisfyingly. Her character arc of figuring out who she is is unfinished, but already it's cool how the story builds the contrast of who she is now versus who she was before her memories were stolen, where one of the biggest differences between the two versions of herself is whether she has people in her corner who truly care about her and support her, and whether she has people she cares about in return. She's also the only one able to defeat Esther in the end. The Elemental would have just swallowed Charles and Edwin without her, and summoning Lillith was something only she could do. And it's really cool how her role in the story creates a theme of connection to other people being vital. She forces Edwin and Charles (mainly Edwin) to interact more with living people, through getting them to take cases for living people and by being a way to get information from the living more easily, which ends up causing some bad things for them but also causes a lot of good things too. Like she brings in Niko, who is the reason Charles and Edwin don't get separated after returning from Hell. And even her powers rely on being able to connect with her roots and her heritage and her self. The way that ties into themes of identity are very interesting as well.

TLDR: I really like way the story used Crystal and I'm excited to see where her story goes if there's a season 2.

[baa-whatever]

Out of everybody that Sun's met I think Freddy so far is the better friend to Sun while Foxy is the worst.

Foxy's tried to make himself feel better when he gets called out for doing something stupid by going to Sun and trying to put him on the same level as he is. If this wasn't true, why doesn't he go to Earth to clear his head? He went to Sun because to him he's an idiot. He's never offered him help, he's only ever went to him to vent to and pressured him to get rid of Nexus by killing him or forcing him to suffer after getting Moon. Kinda falls back to when he didn't want to deal with FC anymore so he left him with Stitch. And then immediately backtracks when he's with Puppet trying to be like "Oh your choice does matter, Sun, just completely forget what I said about your brother now that he's in space".

Meanwhile, Freddy's allowed Sun to have a vacation at his house, he's spent time with him when he needed a friend, tried helping him get a gf, and tried helping him out when he could. They don't spend that much time together but he's definitely never made Sun feel worse about himself than Foxy has. I'm pretty sure he's the better friend so far.

I'd say Monty but...I don't think they went out of their way to make Sun feel bad about himself when they were called out for being a bad dad and putting their kid in danger (Not that they did, I mean they weren't great but I don't think Monty made them try to find their enemy in their hide out with nothing to defend them with).

I'm glad Foxy's not around Sun anymore and we can focus more on Sun healing, Solar bonding with Sun and Moon, Sun and Moon trying to help Molten.

[incorrectbatfam]

Tim and Jason headcanons 👀

One morning during breakfast Tim keeps excusing himself to go to the bathroom to fix his boxers because they must've stretched in the wash. Meanwhile, Jason can barely move and waddles into the kitchen like he has a rubber band around his legs. Imagine the horror when they connect the dots and realize their underwear got swapped

One day Tim's room suddenly starts to smell like tomatoes and he tears it apart trying to find the source. Turns out Jason put soup in the humidifier

Jason: *gives Tim an iced coffee*

Tim: "You put salt in it"

Jason: "No I didn't"

Tim: "I can literally see the crystals"

Jason: "What crystals?"

Tim: "Right there, all settled at the bottom"

Jason: "That's how the coffee is"

Tim still owes Jason for the time Jason stopped him from faceplanting in Alfred the cat's litter box

Contrary to how it appears, Jason's hair is thicker. It's so thick that Tim accidentally drops a glob of mayonnaise in it and Jason doesn't notice until he combs his hair hours later

They get bunk beds on a mission. Tim gets the top bunk after losing rock-paper-scissors. While he's asleep, Jason moves the ladder to the other side

Jason puts a cockroach on Tim's desk thinking he'll freak out. Tim, who's on his third day without sleep, looks Jason dead in the eye and eats it

As a kid, Jason often re-wore dirty clothes until he absolutely had to go to the laundromat meanwhile Tim washed his more frequently in small batches so he wouldn't get told off for having a huge pile. Cut to the present day where Tim's sifting through a mountain of Jason's laundry for a pair of socks and Jason is offering zero help whatsoever

They stand out in the rain to see who gets drenched first. It's usually Tim—he absorbs water like a paper towel. Jason then gets in trouble because Tim could've gotten sick ("Thanks, Bruce, not like I'm soaked to the bone too")

And when Tim gets sick, he refuses to take his meds unless someone sneaks it into his food. Finally, Jason has a use for the NyQuil Chicken TikTok

Jason drives three hours from an out-of-state safehouse to hide in Tim's closet and scare him. Little does he know, Tim is in the closet at the safehouse, waiting to pounce on Jason

Jason peels a pride sticker off a villain's car and gives it to Tim

Jason mixes all the Goldfish crackers into a dough and bakes them into a single giant Goldfish. Why? 'Cause he can, and Tim needs something to test his new food pic filters on

In March their patrols end by meeting at McDonald's for Shamrock Shakes

Tim prank calls Jason and convinces him he's lost in Metropolis. Eight hours, countless Bizarro flights, and two unfortunate geese encounters later, Jason storms into the Batcave while Tim simply grins and asks, "What'd you think of my new VPN?"

Tim and Jason find a wheelbarrow at a crime scene and keep it after the case is closed because it's a free wheelbarrow. This happens twice more and now they have enough for a family wheelbarrow race

Bruce makes them spend more time together, so Jason decides to teach Tim the Three-Card Monty. Tim just nods along because he doesn't know how say that he already learned it by watching the second Robin out-con a conman

Jason wakes Tim up one morning by chucking a feather duster at him, saying Alfred wants everything clean. So Tim gathers all the dust in his room and dumps it on Jason's bed before going back to sleep

The Ferris wheel has a clear "no food" policy but Tim doesn't listen and sneaks a chili dog anyway. Jason's in the seat below him, and it's the second time something falls in his hair without him noticing

Jason: "Red Robin, do you read me?"

Tim: "Affirmative. What do you need?"

Jason: "Pick a different gargoyle. That one's mine"

Tim: "I don't see your name on it"

Jason: "Check the underside"

Tim: "It just says Robin, so technically it's both of ours"

At one of Jason's safehouses there's a mysterious bucket in the corner of the living room. No one but Tim knows what it's for

[marlsswrites]

Coffee and skates

Ice skating AU, part one!!

July 1st - words: 518

Figure skating was most definitely the highlight of Regulus' day, he can't imagine who he would be without it. He went to a prestigious art university in London, and survived mostly from the money that he was able to take from his parents before he moved in with his best friends for his university accommodation - but figure skating was the only thing that really felt like it belonged to him.

He's been doing it since he could walk, start his day with an early morning brain that perfectly cleared his mind of any negative thought, for a few hours, it was just him and the smooth, gliding, sharply cold ice underneath his feet. He's ever so grateful that his university offers a figure skating extra curricular.

One of the things he loved most about his skating, was his coach. Euphemia Potter. She was the kindest woman Regulus had ever met, so rough and brave, yet soft and caring. She's the closest to a mother that he's ever had, it is a low bar, considering the state of his last one.

She understood when Regulus jumped away at any touch, or when he was startled about how motherly she was with him, it wasn't something he was used to. 

He can be quite quiet with anyone he doesn't know very well, for the first year of knowing her - Regulus hardly spoke. But now Regulus knows that she has a husband, Monty, or Flea sometimes, he's not entirely sure what that mans actual name was.

She also has a son, only a year or so older than Regulus, James Potter, described by Effie as 'the joy that keeps this world alive.' He seemed alright, Regulus didn't know much about the man, nor had he met him. All he did know was that James and Regulus' brother, Sirius, were actually quite close friends from uni - though he doesn't see his brother too much any more, he's been rather busy.

"One, two, one, two..." He heard Effie shout along in tune with the song as his skates sliced through the ice in graceful patterns. "Amazing!" She praised as he halted into his finishing position, she was helping Regulus prepare for his competition which takes place in a few months, for once he finally feels good enough. "Just perfect." As Regulus skated over to the rinks exit and smiled at her.

"I'm glad." He pushed away the smile he was hiding at her words.

"You're allowed to smile Regulus." She sighed, still a fond smile on her face. "I've got to shoot, I'm meeting James for coffee."

He nodded, sitting down next to her and unlacing his skates with quick, painted black fingers. "Have fun, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes yes, of course." She offered. She wasn't young, Regulus had never asked her age, but she had to be in her sixties, but he was the best coach he'd had in all his years of skating. "You'll have to meet him soon, you two would get along."

"Would we?" He questioned as the older woman hummed in response, an unreadable yet smug smile present on her face. "We'll see."

Next part

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a/n: I want to clarify that Sirius lives with James in uni accommodation, and he never ran away to the Potters, he went to Andromeda who helped him join uni, then that's when he and James met. They're in their third year, Reg in his second. :)

[polaris-stuff]

I get hating the arc with Nexus, I do too, but I'm honestly somehow more disappointed with Old Moon's return. Everything is normal. That's it, we're back to some status quo. Ignore the fact that Moon has said it's been like an hour for him, and the last thing he remembers is his family falling apart. Don't worry about how he somehow is a better brother now, don't worry that most of his main flaws are gone, the best version of Moon was always the original, ignore all the time's Sun has projected onto New Moon about this Moon's negative traits.

(I am salty we lost New Moon to this. Don't care what Dark Sun is doing, Nexus bothers me so much because why did everyone give up on him so fast.)

Sorry for ranting you make a lot of good points.

It's okay 🥺💖 Ty for saying I make good points, it makes me happy <33

I still don't believe that anyone in the family is actively not wanting to know what is happening or what happened with Nexus. I think the only ones who know that Nexus was launched into space are Sun and Old Moon, (plus Monty, Ruin and Puppet, but they are not part of the family tho).

It's just weird.

"Our brother started acting strange and hiding things from us, we confronted him but he said mean things so we instantly decided not to do anything else for him." (????

And that was just before Nexus almost killed Earth. There I completely agree with Earth for not wanting to know more about him, but it still saddens me to see how the family replaced him so quickly. New Moon was a good brother, probably the best brother Sun has ever had outside of Earth or Lunar, but something strange happens with him and Sun immediately thinks "Moon can hurt us." When New Moon has never had a history of violence against any of his family. New Moon LOVED his family SO MUCH.

And Sun saying "all Moons are toxic"? Sun, New Moon was nothing more than a loving and caring brother who cared about you, why is he suddenly toxic? Because "he grieved in the wrong way"? Because apparently everyone moved on with their lives after Solar's death but New Moon was the most devastated by that? You saw him cry his heart out in your arms until he fell asleep and even after that you only get jealous because Moon called Solar "his brother"?

Ah, and until Sun and Old Moon found out that Nexus was working with Dark Sun, Sun was thinking the whole time that New Moon was floating in space and didn't make a single effort to know if he was okay there (because, btw, machines in space freeze until they are useless, New Moon could have died there, animatronics are not built like NASA rockets to withstand the radical temperatures of space).

Anyway, the family has me disappointed. Even before the whole problem of wanting to kill Earth happened, they had already given up on New Moon.

"You can't force help on someone who doesn't want help." YES YOU CAN. Especially when it comes to a loved family member!! If New Moon didn't want help, them as his family should force him to take it! No letting him sink deeper and deeper into his loneliness until he snapped. Seriously, it worries me how much this fandom uses self-care as an excuse to not help others.

Sorry I ended up rambling, but tysm for the ask. I continue to hope that all this is the fault of a virus and that New Moon will be rescued one day because if not, the whole year we spent getting to know him was for nothing.

[artist-in-training-wheels]

Surprise reunion!

Earth: So we're taking another family photo?

Lunar: Yeah, we figured it would be nice to do since we have some new faces in the family *Gestures to Dazzle and Jack* And it's such a nice day, so why not! Monty said they'd even set up a camera so you don't have to hold it like last time!

Earth: Ah, okay! That sounds wonderful!

Monty: Okay, guys, get ready! *Everyone gets into position, with Earth a little confused by the gap but shrugs it off.* Alright, count down is starting... NOW! *They run over to the group to join the pile*

Jack: FATHER HURRY!

Solar: *Who was hiding nearby, comes running over and squeezes in.* I'm here, I'm here!

Earth: Wait- What! SOLAR! *Starts crying* You're back!

*Camera snap*

I need Earth and Solar's reunion like YESTERDAY! If Lunar DOESN'T know that Solar is back then I have several questions.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

OK RUIN DLC AVAILABLE!! Can I make a request then? How do Ruin glam.freddy, Ruin glam.chica, Ruin Monty, and Ruin Roxy react to an overwhelmed reader? Too much is happening to Child Reader and he ends up crying or bursting with rage. How would they react to the reader? (sorry for my english 😅)

Oh don't worry! Your english is good! (for this, we'll just say reader takes Cassie's place)

.........

Prototype/Ruined Freddy

All you wanted to do was find your friend, and you thought you'd find an ally in your quest when you discovered Freddy in the decrepit Fazer Blaster room.

But something was very wrong as he emerged from the wreckage, joints clicking and parts shuffling before he finally turns to screech at you with great hostility.

Not with his mouth, as he lacked a head, but with his birthday cake hatch that acted like a gaping monstrous maw.

He hunted you down like a wild animal, chasing you until you managed to reach the next inhibitor-

Only for Freddy to be there first, cornering you at last and almost daring you to come closer.

But you were so terrified, so stressed that...you just hid somewhere and cried, not caring what happens to you anymore. "I-I'm sorry, Gregory..I can't do this. I'm too scared and I don't know where I'm going!!"

It's in that moment where Freddy briefly snaps out of the M.X.E.S programming controlling him.

He may have been a prototype, but he did have similar directives to his successor--that being to ensure the safety and happiness of all children who visited. That was his priority.

He follows your cries, and instead of attacking, he offers you the green present in his chest to cheer you up.

You worried it was some trick, but you take it anyways, finding a scratched-up Freddy magnet inside, barely recognizable aside from the shape.

Relieved, you smile and pocket the gift, wiping away your tears. "Th-Thanks, Freddy.."

He stands back up, only for the M.X.E.S to take ahold of him again.

While he's fighting back against it, you duck under him and turn off the inhibitor before making your escape, not looking back once even as he storms after you.

At least you knew he wasn't doing this on purpose.

Ruined Chica

If you weren't already overwhelmed enough by everything happening within the ruined mall...Chica's shattered voicebox was the icing on top.

The noises hurt your ears so, so much..and suddenly you became terrified of every creaking or grating metal sound, always thinking it's her.

Staying on your toes was important, of course, though it was getting to be too much for you to bear.

When she's hunting you down in one of the kitchens, you're so stressed that you end up hiding and covering your ears, trying not to cry as the noises continued.

Before they...abruptly stopped, as she's now aware that her voice simply wasn't going to come back.

But in that moment, she heard your sniffle and immediately found your hiding spot.

You think you're doomed until she sees you covering your ears still, and despite her eyes being out of sorts..

They looked quite guilty.

The M.X.E.S has no control over her at the moment, so she spares you and leaves.

At some point later on you find her original voice box, seeking her out and repairing her to the best of your ability.

"I smell pizza!!" She trills, before the reality sets in that she has her voice back at last!

And it's a brief moment of happiness for her before she shuts down, seeing you by her side as her vision goes dark.

While doing this didn't make you any less stressed about your search for your friend...you felt better knowing you helped her.

Ruined Roxy

She wasn't targeting you because of the M.X.E.S, but rather because she assumed you were Gregory, threatening to tear out your eyes and make them hers.

However she decided to stalk you at a very bad time, as you began shouting and throwing stuff at her after getting so fed-up with coming to dead ends and Helpi's irritating voice.

The first thing was a plushie, which isn't super effective in hurting her, but the sudden impact startled her nevertheless.

Then you began pelting whatever you could find on the ground. Soda cans, crumbled papers, etc. even as she apologized over and over, shielding herself.

"K-Kid, I'm sorry..!!"

"I'm not afraid you anymore!! LEAVE ME ALONE, FREAK!!"

Suddenly, she freezes up, sniffling before she touches her face self-consciously.

"Th-That's right..I'm...I-I'm a freak...I'm a hideous freak!!" She wails, ultimately collapsing to the ground crying.

You stop, realizing the (emotional) damage you've done and....feeling guilty when you see her sobbing.

You honestly thought she was mindless like all the others...and yet..part of her old personality remained, notably the "insecure" part of it.

Keeping the mask clipped to your side (as you didn't wanna see her through some green hologram), you approach and kneel down, awkwardly trying to comfort her.

"Roxy? I-I...I didn't mean to call you that. I'm sorry." You frown. "You're not a freak, you're still..um...p-pretty. I..I've just been angry and I took it out on you...because you keep thinking I'm Gregory."

She's surprised to hear that you aren't actually him, but is still hurt by the insult.

You stay with her for a bit, reminding her of the mantras she used to tell herself back then, and she begins to repeat them with a smile on her face.

"Your tail is beautiful, your hair is beautiful..and everyone loves you."

"My tail...is beautiful. My hair is..beautiful...and everyone loves me.."

"Yeah, that's good!"

Ruined Monty

He used to be the coolest character to you.

But now? He was nothing like his former self. Just a mindless beast crawling around and trying to bite your legs off.

It was sad, in a way.

Yet you've been attacked by him nonstop ever since you got that stupid mask.

He didn't just scare you, though.

If anything...you got angry right back at him, shouting at him to go away and/or throwing whatever you could to keep him off your back.

Somehow he keep finding you. It's like he had some personal vendetta against you and was powered by rage alone.

In Gator Golf, you found a golf club that wasn't broken, deciding to keep it with you should you ever need to defend yourself.

He was an alligator, yet it somehow shocked you when you're trying to reach the next conduit to unlock a door....and discover that he can swim.

You were stuck traversing boxes like you were playing "the floor is lava"...except the lava is Monty, of course.

When you finally unlock the door, he roars and makes a desperate grab for your leg, and would have succeeded in dragging you into the electrified water...

Had you not used the club to break his hand and chip some of his teeth.

It seemed to bring him genuine pain....but you didn't care.

"Sorry, Monty...BUT I'M NOT YOUR DINNER!!!" You shout as you knock him back into the water, watching him fry.

Part of you felt guilty for doing that once you calmed down and got to safely, but what else could you do?

He was too far gone to help. You had to put him out of his misery.

[astrobuggy]

!! Tsams/Tlaes headcannons !!

Bc I'm bored 😃👍

○ The Astrals don't bleed

● If the Astrals ever blush, they glow brighter

○ The Astrals can regenerate their body parts if they ever get cut off

● Earth and Pollux have played dress up (with tea, snacks, makeup, and nail polish) once, and Castor walked in (yes, he was dragged to join in the little function, he lost a bit of dignity that day)

○ He may not seem like it, but Castor has developed a sweet tooth while his time on Earth (the planet), so has Pollux, but she's vocal about it

● The astrals don't have a reflection it's just light, flash bang 💥 (Lunar saw this with Gemini, and he couldn't see for a while)

○ Pollux has hello kitty heelys (I got this from someone else btw)

● Lunar is Castors first ever friend (They both got too attached)

○ Castor has abandonment issues (or detattachment issues, idk how to spell it🤷‍♀️)

● Solar drinks black coffee (the strong taste wakes him up)

○ Earth smells like lavender

● Earth and Lunar have a gift exchange every time something terrible happens (which is every single day 😭)

○ Lunars' love language is physical touch, gift giving, and words of affirmation (He has given gifts to Earth, Sun, Moon, Castor, Pollux, and Monty)

● The Astrals can express emotions they just don't know the word of said feelings, so they don't know how it feels and what word links to said emotion (so they think of themselves as expressionless beings)

○ Moon likes Earth cooking and baked treats (he can't get enough dawg 😭🙏)

● Nexus is going through his emo phase

○ Gemini (Castor and Pollux obv) are touch starved (they are a space being who hasn't gotten a hug for the years they've been alive for and are being revealed to touch the first time in their life and once they do they don't know what they're feeling or what it is, btw Lunar was the first one who hugged them)

● Lunar makes it his mission to spend more time with Pollux and Castor

○ Sun smelled like mangos and cherries at the beginning, but that started to fade now he smells like mangos, cleaning supplies, and cats

● Sun had a favorite kid in the daycare (after July 16th, they never showed up again. Wonder where they went!)

○ Dazzles real name was Delilah

● Whenever Jack sees someone eat pumpkin pie he holds himself

○ Castor has heard Lunar say his lovey dovey comments about Gemini, Pollux, and himself, now it's a daily occurrence to him (he glows a bit brighter every time this happens)

● Lunar has written love letters to Gemini, Pollux, and Castor. They're separated, and he writes what he likes about each and every one of them and his favorite moments with them. He doesn't give these to them he hides them away in the closet (Castor knows about them)

○Earth has a plushie collection (she takes care of them like as if they were her kids)

● Earth ice skates and is pretty damn good at it 👌

○ The Gemini twins like to look at Lunars eyes; Pollux is more vocal about while Castor just watches on the side lines, taking a peak once in a while

This was way too damn long 😒 Most of these were the Astrals or Lumini 😭😭 Sorry! I just have more of a preference 😪

[downbaddetective]

I'm finally coming back to one of my previous posts. (Thank you to @m-eowdy for the reminder to finish the thought. I'm sorry if it's a little disappointing after the wait.)

Specifically these two shots of Edwin being completely covered in our two most important colors, because the symbolism here is significant to me.

I lost the original thoughts that I had (unfortunately migraines make me forget things) and by the time I was feeling kind of okay I knew that there were things I wanted to say but couldn't remember how. So, instead, I sat and rewatched the show, taking notes so that I could make sure that I wasn't making anything up.

So, color symbolism in this show is so stupidly important, and it's called out by characters in universe (thank you, Niko). We obviously see our characters in their colors, Edwin in blue, Charles in red, Crystal in purple, and Niko in pink. But it's also not that cut and dry. Edwin, in all reality, is very grey, Crystal wears a lot of different colors, and so does Niko. Obviously, part of that is because the girls aren't dead and have to change their clothes, but the colors that are worn are still significant to their state of mind and the events happening around them. With Edwin and Charles, it's very similar, though a little different. Charles' red gets darker as he is more and more affected by what happens at the Devlin house. Edwin, though, barely shows his blues most of the time, but when he becomes vulnerable, he sheds his grey layers, and we see it a lot more.

Now, I think that it's worth mentioning that Edwin and Charles swap their afterlife colors, so when they look at each other, they see their afterlife. The red and blue also give us clues as to things that they're hiding. Red being often associated with anger and blue with sadness. That being said, I'm now getting to the symbolism in the fact that Edwin is one of two* characters to be washed in both hell's red and death's (heaven's?) blue like this.

Edwin's entire journey is kind of impeded by the fear of getting caught by the afterlife and being sent back to hell. Red is his constant source of fear, hell being the biggest example, but Charles in his red is also the cause of Edwin's issues. Charles is the reason why both the Cat King and Monty have some type of red associated with them during interactions with Edwin. These colors are omens for Edwin. Charles essentially shared his blue afterlife light with him. They were meant to be detectives together, and that's where it all starts, right there in that attic. The red, on the other hand, is indicative of the bullshitery that is incoming, including the worst-case scenario, aka BEING DRAGGED BACK TO HELL. RIGHT THERE. IN THE APARTMENT THAT THEY GO LOOK AT RIGHT AFTER THIS. (Even though it is definitely at least partially his own darn fault.) The fact that we see these two scenes out of order also indicates that by the end of it all Edwin has overcome the previously stated bullshitery. We see Edwin interact with these two colors as a collective much more in the show, and it's seems it's because this was Edwin's time to learn and grow, and I suspect that if we get a season two at some point, we will see that flip so that Charles can have his turn.

All in all, I am absolutely in love with the colors in this show and I will probably have more to say later but I wanted to finish at least this part of the color analysis so that I could have a resolution to the previous post. I don't think I was able to recover all of my original thoughts about the significance of these two, but I think I got a pretty good chunk of it. I do want to say that I've seen the other color analyses floating around. I will be taking a look at some point, but before doing my own, I will be avoiding them for now because I want to write about my own perception rather than accidentally just stealing other peoples work.

(* Ngl, a little worried about Jenny if we ever see a season two)

[goodolddumbbanana]

Sun seems to grow more backbone nowadays. Or, it's just his trauma talking.

I'm kind of disappointed at how Sun and Moon conversation went today with Moon half-ass apologies but then I just noticed some interesting details.

Sun didn't accept Moon's apologies. He just shrugs and stands his ground. He wasn't welcome Moon, he stayed on his guards and literally stayed away from Moon, as far as possible. He didn't even try to entertain Moon when Moon said he needs some aspirin for his headache. If like before, maybe Sun would worry about Moon's health and ask him to sit down or relax... But right now, Sun just talks like he talks to someone he needs to be careful with, or with the customers.

Sun didn't even smile or try to be cheerful at Moon. He didn't call Moon his brother back either. It seems to me like Sun was half dissociated from himself, or for better words, numbing his emotions to deal with Moon's comeback. It feels like he just accepts Moon back and nothing else, because He knows it's not the things he can control, so he just keeps... Bearing anything until he breaks.

And with Monty, I don't think Sun has forgiven Monty yet. When they called, Sun's voice was tired and strained, with a bit annoyed like he just wants Monty to cut to the chase and stop all of their bullshit so He can go back to sleep.

Sun even jokingly threatened Monty, when they imply Sun and Moon would gonna fish fight each other.

Sun before would never talk back to Moon or Monty like that.

He loves Moon. And he kinda likes Monty, (because they helped him a lot and they are the reason why Sun and Moon could separate in the first place.)

So he always takes their teases and sass and just lets it go. But seemingly hiding Old Moon from Sun is the last straw, because right now, Sun sass back at Monty.

For real, right now, I feel like Sun is just pushing buttons. Don't even know it is the sign of passively suicide or He seemingly just want to lure people into hitting him, so he has the reasons to hit them back.

Because despite his star power, Sun is still extremely weak and he cannot use his power because the Astral Bodies have threatened to end their life if he or Moon continue to use Star power.

But Sun still threatens many people. (Puppet, catnap, papyrus,... Every person make Sun piss off)

I don't know if it was a sign of passive suicide (Sun unconscious did that because for real, that poor little new mew doesn't even know he is trauma dumping Amanda...), or because of trauma, so Sun kept repeat triggering situations and putting himself in danger so he could control the situation himself better.

Like a child who was abused as a child, he will constantly put himself in danger, as a way to prove that he is better now and nothing can harm him anymore.

[keis-slut]

Sex In The Pizzaplex

fnaf

chapter iii. - Monty ⚠︎

CW: CHOKING, PRAISE, DIRTY TALK, TUMMY BULGE, FACE FUCKING, IMPLIED DEGRADATION, PRED/PREY MENTION, OVERSTIMULATION

My shift tonight was a little different.

Instead of cleaning up slobber and probably shit off the Daycare floor, and picking up random toys or baby pacifiers people had left behind,

or being fucked by the Daycare attendant...

I was assigned to clean Monty's room, tune his bass, and check if he had any damages on his shell.

I was a bit mortified to enter his room, even after hearing they all liked me anyway, I was still afraid Monty would be a bit

unpredictable.

But, I still went with it, maybe i'd get lucky here too. I could check another one off the bucket list.

As I approched his greenroom down Rockstar Row, I expected him to be angrily destroying everything inside, but it was silent.

Maybe he wasn't in there.

I furrow my eyebrows, wondering where he could be, but I shrug and continue anyway.

I scan my badge, and the door opens for me, revealing a dark, and trashed greenroom.

"oh, my..." I mumble, the door sliding shut behind me.

There was only one light in this room, still holding on by a thread, so it wasn't pitch black, but still not easy to see. It flickered as I walked further into the room, stepping on what seemed to be ripped up cardboard and soda cups.

As I carefully step forward trying not to trip on these things, I suddenly heard a noise next to me, before I was slammed into something behind me. My breath hitched as I hit the wall, and I look up to be face-to-face with the Gator as he bent down to get to my level.

"well, well, well...look who decided to visit..." He purrs his light southern accent, bringing a clawed finger to scratch at my chin.

"Hey, Monty" I greet casually with no shame, as I calm down from the unexpected scare.

"you know, I'm a little angry about the show today...talk about great timing" He pouts sarcastically, and my mind decides to be bold, knowing he was referring to his infamous angry tantrums we all heard daily.

"but who says you have to take your anger out like that? it's just more of a mess I have to clean..." I respond, slightly suggestive.

He narrows his eyes at me curiously.

"and what is it you are referring to?" He hissed, his face inching closer to mine.

"you're smart, aren't you? put the pieces together, big boy" I smile up at him, placing my hand onto his cold chest plate as he towered over me.

"don't taunt me" He pushes himself closer, and this gesture alone made between my legs pulse.

"i'm taunting you?" I sarcastically question, bending down and stepping out from under him.

He huffs and turns around, a low growl admitting from his advanced voice box.

"i'd watch your tone..." He warned, and I backed up into his torn red couch, sitting on it comfortably. I hum, placing my hands on my thighs.

"make me" I provoke purposely, and he stomps over to me, clasping his clawed hand around my jaw, from palm to fingertips making its way from my chin to the back of my head, he forced me to look up at him.

"you're one filthy girl, aren't you?" He snapped, as I purred into his large robotic hand.

"so you do understand" I laugh, bringing a hand to stroke his pelvic plate.

"I wanna know what you're hiding under here" I purr seductively, and his hand drags down as he wraps his metal fingers around my neck, squeezing it just enough to make my eyes roll and harder to breathe.

"Monty..." I moan breathlessly, his red eyes locked on me from behind the lenses of his star-shaped glasses.

He leans closer to my face, eyeing me as I bring a hand on top of his robotic one placed around my neck.

"who else have you done this with?" He growled, releasing my neck from his choking grip as I whine disappointingly.

"no one, you'd be the first" I lied, but he bought it as he perked up and his tail snapped behind him.

He leaned down a bit more, his big hand now placed on one of my thighs.

"I can smell you from here, slut" He snarls, trapping me on his couch as he then placed his hands on either sides of me.

"so needy" He teases, the end of his cold snout touching my nose, he was so close.

"just for you..." I admit, writhing beneath him and bringing my hand to gently caress between my legs as they're slightly spread.

"how about you take those off for me, baby..." He gestures a clawed finger to my pants, and I smirk, bringing my hands above my head and hooking them over the couch behind me.

"how about you take them off for me"

I was purposely giving him an attitude, hoping this would spark more of the anger inside him, annoying him to the point where this angry-sex had to be a thing.

And it seemed to be working as he snarled lowly, quickly bringing a robotic hand between my legs and completely ripping the fabric covering me to shreds with his claws. Shivering as the cold air touched my exposed skin, he eyed me like a predator, and my pussy throbbed knowingly being his prey.

"so wet already, you'd get fucked by anything, wouldn't you, slut?" He teased, reminding me of the fact he was an animatronic.

But shamelessly, yes, the thought of just being utterly destroyed by these heavily advanced AI robots really appealed to me.

And Monty was about to be the first.

I brought my hand between my legs and traced a finger along my soaked pussy, gently hovering over my clit as my hips jerked forwards.

"Monty..." I moan, and he lets out the darkest growl ever in response, so obviously leaking with desire as he crawled over me.

"yes, baby?"

"use me, please" I beg, barely pushing a finger inside me as his greenroom starts to grow hot and heavy.

I heard a low click from Monty's shell, and looking down slightly I noticed his pelvic plate open, shifting upwards as a large, green colored phallus-shape emerged from inside, slightly dripping with something green from his purplish tip.

"oh, use you?..." He snaps, suddenly grabbing my waist and lifting me off the couch, my back still pressing against the cushion behind me. I whine as he brought his leg up on the couch to hold himself up, and had no problem picking up my body like a weightless doll and bringing me down onto his cock.

"fuck, Monty!-"

I scream as his tip kisses my cervix, I could feel it, my walls clenching around him as it burned for a few seconds. He was so big and stretched me so quick, it took me a little to adjust.

"you asked for it, baby, and look at you"

He squeezes my waist tighter, and I bring my arms to hold myself up against the couch.

"taking me so well, like a good girl"

He held the bottom half of my body up as he slammed into me, only slightly able to see how his tip rubbed me so deep as it bulged on my lower tummy.

I throw my head back with a mewl as my pussy hugged him in all the right places. Suddenly, he had shifted on his leg, leaving me to shift on him too. A loud whimper emits from my throat as that shift had him teasing my g-spot, my soft walls now clenching harder around him.

"you feel so much tighter now, baby, you wanna finish on my cock?" He asks, knowing all too well of the pure bliss I was in, unable to make out a proper response.

I felt something release from my core as my vision went hazy, my head lolling to the side as I assume I had finished.

But he didn't pull out.

My mouth hung open as my eyes squeezed shut, and I felt his hands remove themselves from my waist and travel down my legs. He pulled them so my heels were brushing his shoulders, his hands placed on my thighs as he crawled onto the couch, pushing himself deeper inside me, my legs shaking.

"you said use you..." He growled, harshly pulling himself out before plowing in again.

"so i'll use you 'til i'm done" He adds, slamming into my overstimulated cunt as I cry.

I didn't want him to stop, I was extremely overstimulated but it felt so good as he probably forgot I was even a real person for a bit. Grunting, growling, scratching, using me angrily. He fucked so recklessly, his sunglasses had fallen onto my chest, but it didn't stop him.

He brought a clawed hand to my shirt, using a nail to rip the buttons off, it flying open to reveal my bra, breasts spilling out from his thrusts.

He took his nail again and brought it between my boobs, hooking it onto my bra and pulling it. And with a snap, that was off as well, my breasts bouncing free.

I needed new work clothes now...

His thrusts grew sloppy eventually as I laid almost lifeless, letting him throw me around however he pleased because, from the second orgasm I had built up, it pleased me too.

He pushed himself into me deeply as he sat there for a second, letting my pussy carefully wrap around him before he sharply pulled out, my squirting climax getting all over his chestplate.

I whine as I try to catch my breath, relaxing as he stood up.

But he abruptly grabbed my arm, and my eyes snap open widely as he pulls me to sit up.

"you think i'm done with you?" He snarles with a low chuckle. I sat on my knees as he approached me, his cock perfectly at eye level as I was still on the couch to be tall enough.

"let's see how well your throat can take me now" He snarls, gripping at my hair harshly as I moan. He brings his other hand down to my jaw, using his thumb to pry my mouth open.

"open your pretty mouth for me, baby" He pleads.

He went from being completely ruthless, to sweet in a matter of seconds, but what's so hot about it is that "sweet" was an act to pity me. To look down on me, to make me feel small. And It made between my legs just pulse for more.

I shifted so I was able to sit on my foot, the pressure just enough against my clit to get me off, rolling my hips subtly.

His hand that had pried my mouth open made it's way to my hair too, pulling at it as he brought his tip to my lips. I open my mouth for him and he immediately thrusts, his head choking me. My eyebrows knit as my eyes roll to the back of my head, a loud moan vibrating against his cock. He fucked my face in such an animalistic way, not stopping to let me breathe. I had drool seeping from the sides of my mouth as he pet the top of my head, and slipped himself to the back of my throat.

"I love how well you take me...doesn't matter how" He admits, a low growl rumbling from his voice box as he thrusts, holding it there for a second before a liquid spilled on the back of my tongue.

It wasn't warm, and not salty, but rather sweet and a bit bubbly.

He pulled out of my mouth, my lips making a pop as his release spilled from my lips slightly.

"you're so pretty with my mess all over you, baby" He praised, bringing a clawed thumb to my lips again and sticking it in my mouth. I looked up at his eyes, staring at him as I circled my tongue around his nail, still rutting myself against my foot, attempting to get off for the third time.

I sucked on his thumb as he loomed over me, watching me as I pathetically attempted to get off with a needy whine.

But his stare was only helping as I felt a release in my core, the adrenaline in my body now abandoning me.

He retracted his finger from my mouth, and closed his pelvic plate as I threw myself back onto the couch with a moan.

"come back anytime, baby"