#gregory begging her to save him

[numberfiveisback]

Sketches of that one scene from Prepare for Trouble

[arc-misadventures]

Fathers Day Letter

Beacon Academy lunchroom, and everyone is looking over the mail they have each recently received.

Ruby: Ohh! Dad sent me something!

Yang: Me too, wonder what he sent me.

Weiss: Oh? My sister sent me a package, I wonder what’s in it.

Pyrrha: My mom sent me a care package~!

Ren: I got a parcel in the mail: I hope it’s those tea leaves I ordered.

Nora: My magazine is in! YES!!!

Blake: Yes! The latest book in the, ‘Ninja’s of Lust’ series!

Ruby: COOKIES!!! He sent me cookies! Yayyyyy! (Nom,nom,nom,nom!)

Yang: Save some for later, Rubes. Now lets see… Awesome! He sent me the bike polish I use for, Bumblebee! I forgot it, when we left! I’m gonna have some fun spreading you on tonight~!

Weiss: Oh? ‘Dear sister, I lost a gentlemen’s wager, and they requested several signed copies of your latest album. Since I assume this would be no problem, would you kindly sign these copies, and send them back to me. Love, Winter.’ This is rather… unexpected.

Yang: Are you going to refuse her request?

Weiss: No, this should only take an hour to do. What did you get, Pyrrha.

Pyrrha: Cookies, chocolate, and some beauty products from home, nothing much really. Did you get your tea, Ren?

Ren: Yep; I’m looking forward to having these later.

Yang: What magazine did you order, Nora.

Nora: ‘Pancakes Illustrated’

Weiss: Excuse me?

Yang: That’s not what I think it is, is it?

Ren: Well…

Nora: Ohh yeah~! Let that butter run off you, you naughty girl~!

Yang: UHHHH?!

Pyrrha: Don’t ask.

Yang: Okay…?

Blake: And, you say I’m the depraved one…

Ruby: Isthat… (Gulp!) Is that a father’s day card, Jaune?

Yang: Wait, what?

Weiss: Excuse me?

Pyrrha: You’reafather?!

Nora: I’m an aunt?!

Jaune: Oh, yeah. It’s just a little joke card really. My sisters see me as the father figure they never had, so they send me this as family joke.

Pyrrha: Oh thank gods…

Yang: Oh, so what’s the joke, I bet it’s pretty funny!

Jaune: Well… It’s kinda funny… in the shear ridiculousness of it.

Blake: How ridiculous is this?

Jaune: Well, lets start at the beginning: My family consists of me, my older sisters, Saphron, and Thiriana. My mother, Juniper, my grandfather, Álkimos, and lastly my father, Evinder, or simply, Evin.

Pyrrha: I thought you said you were an only child?

Jaune: I’m the only son, I have lots of sisters though.

Pyrrha: Oh okay. Please continue.

Jaune: So when I was three years old, my father disappeared while out travelling. We had no idea what happened, my mother was so distraught that she begged my grandfather to go find him. So, my grandfather who is a, Huntsman, who also loves his daughter very much, went out to find him.

Ruby: Did he find him?

Jaune: No. He spent two years trying to find him, but he found no trace of him. However, a year later, when I had turned five, my grandfather was in another town a ways away from where I lived. Then town was attacked by some, Grimm. Luckily there was only one casualty. That one casualty was where things got interesting!

Weiss: What happened?

Jaune: Well, my grandfather went to the woman, her name is, Isleen, a snake faunas with beautiful blue, and gold tipped scales. And, she had three daughters: Luna, and a pair of twins named, Angela, and Janette, ages two, and one. And, she told him that her husband was missing, my grandfather asked what his name was, and she said his name was, Gregory. She then showed him a photo of him, and my father was left gobsmacked! He had a new hair cut, and a beard, but he knew very well what the face of his ‘deceased’ son-in-law looked like.

Yang: Wait, what?!

Weiss: He wasn’t dead?!

Blake: And, he abandon your mother?!

Ren: Along with you, and your sisters?!

Pyrrha: And, started a new family with another woman?!

Jaune: Yep. He wasn’t happy to say the least. Then, my grandfather showed, Isleen a photo of my mother, me, and my sisters, and my recently ‘deceased’ father, Evinder. She did not take it well that her husband was not who he said he was, and seeming abandoned her, like he had done with my mother really, really hurt her. So, my grandfather decided to take her, and her kids back home. To live with me, and the rest of my family.

Blake: Was your mom okay with that?

Jaune: Eventually. She didn’t like that her father brought some random woman, and her kids home with him. But, she understood why grandfather invited them to stay with us. I mean, learning that their husband was living under false identities, and had married two separate woman, and had kids with them, and abandoned both of them. They had plenty of things in common together to bound with one another.

Yang: I’ll bet they did.

Jaune: Shortly after that, my grandfather was called to deal with a missing person report in another town. So he went there, and this woman asked if he could find her missing husband…

Weiss: Don’t tell me. He looked like your father?

Jaune: Same hair cut, and beard, just with thick rimmed glasses.

Blake: Given years apart you’d think he’d come up with a better disguise.

Jaune: Yeah… about that… The wife, a silver fox faunas who’s name is, Evenora, had two daughters with, ‘Stavon,’ their names were, Luna, and Carol.

Weiss: Hold old were they?

Jaune: One, and two years old. I know that doesn’t sound like much, but you need to understand this… Isleen, and her family lived about two weeks away from, Evenora, and her family.

Yang: I don’t get it.

Blake: So he didn’t go far this time when he faked his death again.

Ren: Wait, they lived two weeks of travel apart? Oh gods…

Pyrrha: What is it, Ren?

Ren: He was married to both of them at the same time… He was double timing them wasn’t he?

Jaune: Bingo bango bongo! You are right on the money, Ren!

Ruby: Wait, what?!

Weiss: You’re kidding me right?!

Jaune: Nope: He was double timing the two of them by being the cheating bastard that he was. He was a travelling sales men, so he two two weeks to travel between the two villages, stay for a month with one wife, then when back, and lived with his other wife for a month. And, he did that for over two years

Yang: You’re fucking kidding me?!

Jaune: Oh gods I wish.

Nora: What happened next?

Jaune: Well, my grandfather showed her photos of the two other families he abandoned. Needless to say she was absolutely devastated by this news. Now, my grandfather would have stay with her, and consoled her through this, but he was only missing for about three days. He needed to find him before the trail turned cold. So he hunted him. Now you gotta understand my grandfather is a vindictive monster; he was absolutely pissed when he learned he abandoned my mother, and, Isleen, he was fucking furious when he learned learned he did it a third time to, Evenora. So, he was after him like a bloodhound.

Weiss: Please, pleassssse tell me he found the cheating bastard, and made him payyyyyyy!

Blake: You’re really getting into this.

Weiss: This fucker makes all the emotional abuse my dad put me, and my family through feel like school yard bullying.

Yang: Same. My mom may have abandoned me at birth, but this. This is fucked up!

Nora: I can relate with them…

Ruby: You can?

Nora: My mom abandoned me. So, know how it feels when a loved one abandons you…

Pyrrha: She what?!

Jaune: It’s okay, Nora, we’re here with you know, and we’re not going anywhere.

Nora: Thanks, Jaune.

Jaune: My pleasure. Anyway, my grandfather did find him, or more precisely what was left of him.

Blake: Did a, Grimm get him?

Weiss: Fuck yeah!

Yang: That sounded so wrong coming from you.

Jaune: Well, yes he was dead. But, I’m not sure if a, Grimm did him in.

Ren: What makes you say that?

Jaune: My grandfather is an extremely experienced huntsman. He’s seen plenty of peoples corpses that are the result of a, Grimm attack.

Weiss: So you think he killed him, and made it look like a, Grimm attack?

Jaune: That, or my grandmother got to him. She is really protective of her family, and can really, really, really hold a grudge. She’s still upset with her ex… Anywho, after he, ‘found’ his corpse he took, Evenora, and her kids with him back to our home.

Ruby: Where they live as a happy family all together!

Jaune: Eventually.

Weiss: Let me guess, they had some difficulties getting along together?

Jaune: Mom was upset as it was that he left her, and three kids all alone, but even more so that he did that to two other woman, and their five kids too. She was absolutely angry from all of this. Sadly she took out her anger, indirectly mind you, on them which was making them angry in turn at each other even more so.

Pyrrha: And, what about you, how did you handle all of this.

Jaune: Well, I never really understood what my dad did until I was older. But, I was happy. I wasn’t the youngest child, and I now had five younger sisters! i was the older brother I always wanted to be. My, Mom thanked me for being the older brother that I was, loving each of them unconditionally as I did. Because I did this, it showed my mother that she was being petty, and mean to the other woman for things they did not do. So, she managed to fix, and even improve her relationship with the other mothers. They used to sleep in three different rooms, then after me, and my older sisters found the three of them in the same bed, all cuddling against one another they started sleeping like that ever since. Now I’m a brother with two older sisters, and five younger sisters, a loving grandfather, and grandmother, with three loving mothers, and I couldn’t be happier.

Blake: That sounds beautiful.

Pyrrha: I’m glad this had a happy ending b

Yang: That sounds lovely, but how does this relate to you getting a fathers day card?

Jaune: Oh, because I was the ‘man of the house’ I tended to look over, and protect my younger siblings. So I became the ‘father figure’ they never had.

Ruby: Awww~! That so sweet!

Pyrrha: You are a really nice brother, Jaune.

Jaune: Thanks. But, sadly this resulted in all of my younger siblings in developing father/brother complexes with me, just like it did with, Nora…

Yang: Pfft! Hahahaha! You’re right, Jaune; in the shear ridiculousness of it all, that is quite funny.

Ruby: Your family is quite something, Jaune.

Blake: I could make so many stories with this as a basis…

Yang: Settle down, Bla…? Wait, Nora? Do you have a brother/father complex with, Jaune too?

Weiss: You’re kidding me, right?

Nora: Y-Yeah… I do…

Pyrrha: What?! How did that happen?!

Nora: I couldn’t help it! He runs his fingers through my hair to comfort me when I have nightmares, and he gives me goodnight kisses on my forehead before I go to sleep. It’s really nice.

Yang: Do you seriously do that?

Ren: Yeah, he does that almost every night, it’s really nice to see.

Pyrrha: How come I’ve never seen this before?

Ren: You’ve been asleep whenever he does it.

Pyrrha: But… I… Jaune! I want goodnight kisses too!

Jaune: Okay.

Pyrrha: Yes!

Jaune: So, anything else you guys wanna ask about my families.

Blake: Yeah, so, Jaune, if you’re in the mood, do you want to pretend to be my daddy, and give me a good spanking because I’ve been a bad girl?

RWYJNPR: …

Jaune: No.

Blake: Naww…

Weiss: How about me instead?

Jaune: Excuse me what?

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Humming bees (Male!Reader x Bridgertons)

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Summary: After Hyacinth finds a portrait of a young man she does not know, she confides with her father and brother Anthony of his identity. Little does she know it is a portrait of you, the eldest Bridgerton passed away at the hands of a small bee. (Ps. Edmund is still alive here)

“One, two, three.” – Gregory called out. Hyacinth picking up the hem of her dress, making a run for it. – “four, five six.” – she heard him count while running out of the parlor. – “nine, ten, eleven.” – his words slowly fading out till she could no longer hear him count. Giggling beyond herself, she ran up the stairs. Half-way up she encounters her brother Colin, nearly running him over. – “Hyacinth!” – Colin called out, turning around to see her run up the last steps.

He held on tight to the railing. It was his life saving or he would’ve tumbled down the stairs. – “Hide and seek!” – she simply responded loudly. Colin shaking his head with a shake. Hyacinth ran down the hallway. Eloise shrieking loud when she opened her door, greeted by her hastened sister. Hyacinth came to a stop, mouth gawking in surprise. Wondering where she would hide from her brother.

Setting her mind to it, she ran to the right, opening a door. She quickly shut it. – “Hyacinth?” – Benedict said, pausing his actions. – “Can I hide here?” – she asked, looking around for a hiding place. – “What? Hide? What are you on about sister?” – Benedict set his paintbrush aside, watching her from behind his canvas. – “Yes hide brother what is there not to understand about.” – she answered, sitting on her knees, looking under his bed.

Humming curiously she got back up. She ran over to his closet, opening it firmly. – “Do you think I could fit in here?” – she questioned. Benedict rushed to her, coming to stand between her and the closet, shutting it. – “No!” – he called out. – “No?” – Hyacinth repeated innocently. – “No I can’t fit in there or no I can’t hide there?” – she proposed unsure of his intentions of his words. Benedict spread his arms. – “No as in no, you cannot hide here or anywhere in my room for the matter!” – he told her off.

Hyacinth pouted her lips pitiful. – “Why not?” – she begged to know. – “I am painting sister.” – he sighed out, gesturing at the canvas presented in the center of his room. Hyacinth barely gave the canvas her attention. – “I won’t disturb you. I promise.” – she said wobbling on her feet, hands behind her back. Benedict pinched his nose bridge. – “Hyacinth no. I can’t have you hiding in here and Gregory storming in to find you.” – he explained to her.

She crossed her arms bothered. – “Where else am I supposed to hide? Gregory can come look for me any second now.” – she cried out. Benedict pulled his shoulders up, turning her around towards the door. – “Not my problem.” – he shoved her towards the door, ushering her out of the way. He shut the door before her. Hyacinth reacting by sticking her tongue out.

Hearing Gregory downstairs, she panicked. Her time was coming to an end if she ever wished to hide. Panicking, she ran further down the hallway before Gregory would come up the stairs and see her. Huffing and puffing loud, her mind could barely think rational. A thousand terrible hiding idea’s popping in her mind. All those that would easily give her away. Groaning out of breath, she did not want to give Gregory the satisfactory of finding her in the first two minutes of the game.

She wanted to do better. Turning a corner, she came in a corridor she rarely visited. One could say almost foreign to her. Quirking her eyebrow up, she moved swiftly through it, looking in wonder around. Letting her finger trail the wallpaper. It seemed older then those downstairs. As if it hadn’t been taken care of in years. There were another set of stairs at the end of the corridor as she went up. Her curiosity taking a hold of her. Completely forgetting about the game she went up.

It went darker, the further up she went. No windows cast upon the stairs to light up her way. She came to a stop before a wooden door. The handle was old and heavy. With some effort, the door opened with a shrieking sound. She so hoped no one had heard that. She blinked rapidly to adjust to the dim lighted room she found herself in. Only the light from a small window above granting the room some light. She carefully pushed the door closer to the lock, yet not quite in it.

Venturing further into the room, she peered around trying to get glimpses of what was stored here. She gasped running over to a wooden crib. It started rocking creakingly under her grip. Lifting her fingers up, she rubbed them together feeling the dust on them. It had been a while since the crib was used. She measured the size between her two fingers, trying to visualize how small she would’ve been to fit in. That seemed like an eternity ago when she could fit in that crib.

Giggling loud she imagined what it would look like if she laid in it now. Her legs and arms sticking out. It was just too funny to think about. She moved around the crib further down the room. She lowered herself, hands pressed onto a table, watching a dusted vase. It was see-through, yet not. Being so close to the dust, made her cough loud. Straightening her posture she kept coughing. Slowly turning around, the back of her hand against her mouth.

She stopped coughing, hand lowering as her gaze fell upon a hidden portrait it appeared. Hyacinth went over to it. The closer she got, the more she furrowed her brows. Perhaps it was a portrait of her father in his early days? She took a hold of the frame, moving something in front of it forwards so the portrait wouldn’t be damaged when she pulled it up. Slowly the portrait got pulled up, her eyes widening in wonder. She took the portrait with both hands, moving it closer towards the light falling into the room.

She smiled as the person looked so much like her father. Yet if she squeezed her eyes a bit shut, she could faintly see features of Anthony. This was clearly not her father. Yet he resembled him much. Who could this young man be and why is his portrait hidden away? Hyacinth wanted to know more, taking the portrait with her. She went back to the door, going through it. Down the steps back into the corridor. When passing her siblings rooms she got spotted. Gregory pointing firmly at her from across the way. – “Found you!” – he called out loud.

Hyacinth spoke back, coming nearer. – “Yes you found me, good work of you brother.” – she walked past him. Gregory crossed his arms bothered. – “You are no fun like this! Did you even hide?” – he called out to her. – “I did then I chose to come out of hiding.” – she shouted making her way down the stairs. Gregory stomped with his foot on the ground, annoyed at his little sister. Why couldn’t she simply play the game rightly. Close to crying, his lip trembled as he rushed to his room.

She went down the stairs, straight on to the study of her father. Edmund and Anthony lifted their heads up when she barged in. – “Hyacinth?” – Edmund spoke. – “Sister?” – Anthony said at the same time. Hyacinth struggled a bit to keep the portrait up. Her father jumping up from his chair to assist her. He ran around the desk, holding the portrait up before it could hit the ground.

“Whatever for are you carrying this?” – he chuckled, turning the portrait slowly around to see what she was carrying. – “I…” – his smile dropped in an instant. Sorrow reflecting upon his features. – “What is it father?” – Anthony asked coming nearer. – “Who is he?” – Hyacinth asked curiously. Her father seemed to have turned to stone. Not responding one bit. Anthony came to his side, eyes widening at the portrait of you. – “Where did you find this!” – he called out, snatching the portrait from his father.

The tone in Anthony’s voice terrified her for a moment. Thinking she had done something wrong. – “The… the attic… I…I…” – she looked at her father seeing the tears swell up in his eyes. She dropped to her knees, begging for forgiveness. – “I was playing hide and seek with Gregory; I did not mean to find it. Father forgive me.” – she cried out.

Edmund blinked himself awake, rapidly to keep the tears at bay. He softened a smile up for her. – “It is alright my child.” – he spoke, pulling her back on her feet. Hyacinth sniffed loud with pouty lips. Anthony set the portrait down on the desk, brushing any dust off with care.

A faint smile upon his lips. Edmund motioned for her to follow him. He went to sit down, pulling Hyacinth on his lap. – “That… that is a portrait of your brother Y/n.” – he told her, pointing at it. – “Brother?” – Hyacinth repeated confused. – “Is… is he away?” – she wondered since she’s never met him. – “No…” – Edmund replied with sadness in his voice.

“He’s gone.” – Anthony answered letting his finger brush over your uniform on the portrait as it removing any folds from it in person. – “What do you mean he’s gone?” – she wanted to know. Edmund took a deep breath. – “Hyacinth…” – he said to her making her slowly realize. – “Oh…” – she quietly answered. A moment of silence fell upon them till she spoke. – “How… how did it happen? How come I don’t remember him?” – she asked curiously.

Edmund smiled faintly. – “You were still in your mother’s womb. Slowly growing.” – he tickled her briefly making her smile. – “Your brother Y/n, Anthony and I had gone hunting.” – he started his story. Anthony turning around to lean against the desk. Anthony immediately pulled back to the moment. It was a nice warm summer’s day. There were up and about from early starters.

Long awake before anyone else was. Anthony felt beyond honored to go hunting with his father and older brother. He so very much looked up to you. Aspired to be just as gentile and determined as you. You could do no wrong in his eyes. He’d nearly hit a deer, yet the hunt was unsuccessful. Upon the walk home, you were there to give him the word of advise he needed.

“Say brother, no need to be pitiful.” – you spoke, moving an arm around him. Father just up ahead. Anthony took a deep breath. – “I almost had it. If my hand just didn’t tremble that much.” – he cursed at his own hand, looking down at it. You clasped your hand around his, moving it out of his sight. – “Your hand will steady, do not worry about that my brother.” – you told him. Anthony sighed. – “It is just…” – he responded coming to a brief stop. His shoulder slouched forwards, making you notice it quite quick.

You smiled, needing no more words to understand. Taking a deep breath, you set your hands on his shoulders. – “You did alright brother. There is no need to pity yourself with doubts. Believe it or not, I was much worse on my first hunt.” – you said with a smile. – “I don’t believe you.” – Anthony answered. – “Yet it is true.” – you insisted on. – “I had the unfortunate matter of nearly shooting my own hand off.” – you showed him your hand, laughing loud. Anthony wouldn’t have it, shaking his head.

“No, a skilled shooter as you, I do not believe you. You are taunting me brother.” – he spoke, pulling your hand down. You laughed even more. – “It is true.” – you showed him your hand, pointing at a little scar by your wrist. – “I’ve got the scar to tell the tale.” – Anthony’s eyes widened. How was it he’d never noticed that scar. Yes it was small and faint, yet it was there. You stopped smiling, hearing your father whistle loud between his teeth.

“Boys keep up or your mother will scold me!” – he called out from further up the path. The both of you ran to catch up with him. Both joining him at once side. Edmund patted you on the back with a smile. Riffle in hand, you took a satisfying breath upon seeing the manor once more. How good it felt to be home. Edmund and Anthony were laughing as you were a step behind them. – “Oh, she would adore those!” – Edmund pointed out, looking at the flowers.

He rushed over to them, Anthony following him on foot. Edmund took off his satchel and placed his riffle down. Coming to kneel before the flower patches. Hands deep, he ruffled through the flowers. The soft humming of bees never catching his attention. He plucked a few Hyacinths when Anthony came kneeling close to him. Admiring another set of flowers. – “Are you going to woe mother with some flowers?” – you laughed teasingly coming to stand behind your father and brother.

“Yes.” – Edmund huffed out, plucking another Hyacinth. He smelled it briefly. – “They are quite lovely are they not?” – he said out loud. A bee buzzing near him. – “Yes, indeed they are father.” – Anthony responded, looking over at his father. – “Daphne will be jealous if we return with nothing for her.” – he added, plucking a few flowers. Edmund moved his head back, noticing the bee in his vision. Furrowing his brows with annoyance he whiffed it away with the back of his hand. – “This bloody…” – he said getting up and backing away.

You came nearer wanting to aid your father. Edmund ducked away from the bee as he had kept waving his hand around to shoo it off. – “Father do not anger…” – you warned him, words suddenly cut off by a sting of pain. – “Au.” – you softly said, having felt the stinger in your neck. Anthony chuckled, looking behind him. – “Y/n.” – he said. You moved your back towards him and your father, walking closer to the estate. – “The darn thing stung me.” – you pointed out, touching your neck briefly. – “Apologies Y/n. I didn’t mean to anger the creature.” – Edmund said with half a smile.

Anthony was still plucking flowers, furrowing his brows when he heard you grasp weirdly for air. – “Y/n?” – he said. You felt your neck swell up, face turning pale. Turning around your lips were almost sealed. Looking as pale as a dove as you stumbled a bit forwards. You revealed a bit of your red neck to your brother and father. You stretched your hand out, wheezing loudly. – “What is it?” – Anthony questioned, getting up. You stumbled into your father’s arms, sending him down with you.

Grasping for air, blood veins almost popping out on your head. – “What? What?” – Anthony called out coming over. You sputtered loud, moving your fingers over the sting wound. – “Someone help us!” – Edmund shouted loudly. – “Help us!” – the panic alarming in his voice as he held you. You lost your balance falling onto your back in the grass. Edmund looked frantically down, pulling you onto his lap. Mouth open you were grasping for air. Choking on dry air. – “Help us! Someone help!” – Anthony raged out in panic.

Your head shock back, grabbing your hand desperately at Anthony’s arm. Needing your brother’s comfort. The scaredness in your eyes broke Anthony’s heart as you kept desperately grabbing for him. It took him a few try’s to take your hand in his. – “Y/n, brother!” – he called out worriedly. – “Y/n… Y/n you must breath.” – Edmund called out, holding you. – “I…I…can’t…” – you answered hoarsely, feeling how much closer to death you were. Anthony was panicking, freaking out as he couldn’t think properly.

He held your hand tight, watching you with horror. Your movements slowed down as you turned to look at him, choking on the lack of air. – “Brother.” – you hoarsely said in deep panic. Wanting Anthony to take away the pain. To tell you all will be alright as you felt your end draw nearer.  Anthony stared back at you with wide eyes in fear. Slowly you laid your head back, reaching up to touch your father’s cheek.

Your fingers barely touched his skin as your hand lowered slowly once more. – “No-no-no-no.” – Edmund whispered out seeing how the light in your eyes was fading out. – “No-no-no-no-n-n-no don’t do this.” – he told you, shaking his head. Your hand plopped to the side, eyes falling shut as your head felt weightless. – “No Y/n!” – Edmund cried out. – “Do not leave us!” – he shouted with a crack in his voice. Anthony’s eyes were wide with fear.

Slowly it was sinking in that he had lost his brother. He looked down at your lifeless hand in his. Seeing how his touch gave your hand no response. Edmund moved your head a bit up, letting his chin rest against your forehead. Mouth open as no cries came out. Silent as they were cramped in his throat. Then a loud sob emerged from deep within followed by a cry of agony.

Anthony’s head trembled, moving your hand towards his chest. Cherishing it near his heart. Edmund was crying loudly, rocking you gently in his embrace. – “My son…my boy.” – he cried out, releasing a cry so raw it scraped his throat. The sounds drew in some curious watchers. Tears rolled down Anthony’s cheek, seeing his brother, the one he looked up to lay still in his father’s embrace.

Edmund looked over his shoulder, sniffing loudly. – “They cannot see him… not like this.” – he told Anthony, seeing Violet among them. – “Anthony!” – he called out for his attention. Anthony looked sharply his direction, trembling to the bone. – “Go!” – he ordered. Anthony nodded shakily, laying your hand near your body. He hesitantly got up, barely able to keep up straight. He stumbled over to his mother telling her the children should head inside.

Anthony sniffed loud, wiping a tear off his cheek. – “If I had not decided to pick flowers for your mother.” – Edmund spoke feeling a lump in his throat. – “If I had not angered the bee, your brother might still be here.” – he continued, looking at Hyacinth who had tears in her eyes as well. Anthony gripped on tight to the desk.

Remembering what that day brought upon him. With the loss of you, it meant he was the next heir in line. Making it his sworn duty to fulfill your tasks as the eldest brother now. Making sure the family was well taken care off with father. – “I wish I knew him.” – Hyacinth spoke. Edmund smiled faintly. – “You would’ve loved him… he would’ve loved you…” – he answered pinching her cheek.

Anthony moved his hand to his heart, looking up to the ceiling with a saddened smile. Closing his eyes gently to picture you in front of him. Allow himself to feel what it felt like to have those glorious days with you as second. If only he could’ve held on to you longer. Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head, turning to look at your portrait. – “If only you could taunt me one more time brother.” – he whispered touching your portrait.

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Hello! How are you?😊 May I please request? I think a Bridgertons x male reader would be super cute!

The Male Reader is the 5th oldest (just above Eloise). He’s a very intelectual man, very studious (knows multiple linguagens for example) and he is kinda Violet’s favourite😜

He’s very kind, very well and soft spoken and just so kind, always helping his sibling in every way he can. Especially helping Francesca, Gregory and Hyacinth with their studies. They jokingly call him a walking encyclopaedia XD

Unbeknownst to him, he is the favourite of every sibling. He’s the one who can calm Anthony down. He’s one of Benedict’s inspirations, Daphne likes to hear him sing while se plays, and Eloise like to gossip with him, but also just hearing his knowledge. You could say he is the Angel who keeps the family.

He is, however very shy, sort of fragile and sickly, which leads him to be protected (specially by Anthony) and to not be so known to the people of the Ton.

One day, the family actually convince to go out. And he makes a very good impression.

I just wanted something fluffy! Give the boy the appreciation he needs😍

Thank you for your time!

A Nice Promenade

x Brother!Reader

Warnings- None

Pronouns- He/Him

Word Count- 713

Summary- The hidden Bridgerton sibling joins the Bridgertons in a Promenade for the first time in years.

The carriage ride from the hospital back to our home was excruciatingly long. I am just glad to finally be home! This stay at the hospital was too long for my liking. It was apparently too long for my siblings too because the moment I stepped out of the carriage I was bombarded by them.

Eloise is immediately dragging me inside "You were gone far too long I have so much to catch you up on! Do not worry though I saved you all the old Lady Whistledowns."

I laugh as Anthony chastises her and tells her to be more careful with me.

"It's fine Anthony I am not as fragile as I look," I smile.

Anthony shakes his head and Daphne butts in "You must join us for our promenade! It is my first season so you HAVE to go! No excuses."

Eloise sighs, "Don't make him do boring things as soon as he comes back. He will just want to leave again."

"I can assure Eloise the hospital stay was not my choice. I do not plan on going back to the hospital anytime soon." I try to soothe Eloise and turn to Daphne, "A promenade does not sound that bad."

Eloise makes a face that I can tell instantly means are you serious. Even Anthony and Benedict seem shocked I have chosen to join.

"Are you sure you are up for it?" Anthony asks very concernedly as usual.

I pat Anthony on the shoulder " You worry too much! I will be fine I just have to put my bags in my room."

Anthony quickly snatches my bags and points to me and Daphne, "Fine! But let me carry your bags up while you get washed up. And don't you two dare try to leave without me."

I get cleaned up from the journey then join Daphne in the carriage. She practically begs me to help distract Anthony because he has been making this season impossible. I laugh because this is not shocking news at all, Anthony is still his overprotective self.

Benedict climbs into the carriage, "What are you two laughing about?"

"Y/N is laughing I am not! I am grieving my chances of ever having a suitor due to Anthony's constant meddling." Daphne sighs.

Benedict laughs as I call Daphne overdramatic and Anthony joins us soon after. The carriage ride was very short which I much appreciated. Daphne drags me out of the carriage as fast as she can as soon as it stops. (Much to Anthony's dismay.)

Once my brothers catch up to us I turn around and ask, "Is it just me or is every staring at us?"

"It could be because Daphne is the diamond?" Benedict suggests.

"Yeah, but they are whispering too. Shouldn't they be over it by now.. no offense Daphne?" I say slowly realizing how it could offend Daphne.

"Actually I think they are staring at you," Daphne says.

I suddenly feel very uncomfortable like I'm being judged. Maybe I shouldn't have come. I can't remember the last time I went out during the season. My doubts are cut short when a girl Daphne's age approaches me.

She nervously asks me if I am participating in the season and keeps glancing back to a group of girls her age.

Anthony quickly butts in "Sorry he is not participating this year he is too young."

I look back at him with a scowl on my face but then the girl smiles "Well you will have to let us know when you plan to participate." She quickly runs away to her group of friends and they all start giggling.

Daphne and Benedict laugh as Anthony looks extremely worried. Benedict squishes my cheeks as I give him the dirtiest look known to man.

"Look at our little boy growing all up", Benedict says.

"Don't even say that," Anthony groans.

"I am not even that young!" I lowly shout at them.

"Don't worry Y/N they are just jealous you are Mom's favorite," Daphne says trying to soothe my anger.

"You know it!" I smile which just causes another bickering match but this time between Benedict and Anthony. They are both sure they are Mom's favorite but I'm sure they know deep down I'm the favorite.

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[puhpandas]

Cassie: Risks her life to save her best friend, sympathizes/cares for the animatronics, befriended Roxy, cries when Roxy's deactivated, and gets betrayed (hopefully not true).

Literally people: Cassie has a heart and cares for the animatronics and Gregory is irredeemable monster that destroyed the glamrocks and betrayed Cassie.

Literally Gregory: Breaks free from the virus, destroys the glamrocks for them not to kill him or any other people, befriended Freddy, risks his life to check if Freddy's ok, saves Vanessa's life from the control if the virus, locks the mimic up for it to not anymore kill people, and possibly framed.

I'm tired of people saying Gregory is a monster when in reality it's not even close to being true.

Don't even get me started on the time travelers bear Gregory au (yes I know it's not canon but I have to say it), my son prevented the deaths of the FNAF franchise, saved human lives, stopping a child serial killer, befriended a kid that everyone called him a crybaby and pathetic.

You cannot convince me that Gregory is an asshole monster. People that say that I bet they played a modded version of security breach.

Because if there's something you should know about Gregory that regardless of the situation he doesn't give up.

I love Cassie a lot, but Gregory is my #1 favorite and hope we get more of him in help wanted 2 or a future game.

gregory cares but in a more 'how can I fix it' and determined way and Cassie by outwardly showing her concern and is an emotional person. Gregory isnt a kid that grovels to the floor and begs to be protected when theres danger or a threat and instead takes action himself and does what needs to be done, but people dont like that and they view him as being cold hearted instead of doing what's for the greater good for the better of everyone in the long run. if hes a child he has to be a baby and protected and you're supposed to feel bad for him, but you dont feel that way for Gregory and that means hes an evil child

[star-going-supernova]

If you accept prompts can you do more protective/angry freddy? I just want him to snap and go off while all the other animatronics are just like :O :O :O :O!!!

We’re kicking off this round of prompts with number 38! I know some of y’all have been looking forward to more Freddy being protective, so come and feast, friends! I’ve given Gregory the chance to annihilate Afton a few times now. I think Freddy deserves a turn. :)

Feral

“You broke my puppet,” the monster snarled, raspy. “Therefore, I think it’s only fair that you replace her.” 

Gregory didn’t think telling the mostly dead man that it’d been Monty’s careless lunging that sent Vanny headfirst down the long spiral staircase in the west arcade would really help his situation. And also, fear was clogging up his throat as he tried to become one with the chair he was tied to. 

Even though it just made him feel worse, he couldn’t help but keep looking at Freddy, frozen in the corner with a vacant expression. The monster—Afton, he was pretty sure Vanny had called him during her frenzied mumbling—had just ordered him to stop, and it was the worst thing he’d seen all night, the way Freddy had immediately fallen still. 

Afton had laughed each time Gregory tried to call out to him, and he’d gleefully gloated that nothing could break his hold on the animatronics. Gregory didn’t want to believe him, but Freddy hadn’t so much as twitched no matter what he said. 

Now Afton shuffled closer, decaying and rotten, his rusty joints creaking, the heavy animatronic suit jerky and stiff. He was a masterclass in disgusting, the dictionary definition of something that should’ve died a long time ago. 

And in his clawed hand was a writhing, clicking, bug-like piece of machinery. It was like a grossly big centipede, maybe about three inches in length, with dozens of needle-like legs that flexed rhythmically. It was segmented in such a way that made it flexible, and the dark metal of its surface just made the shiny silver of its teeth in its round mouth stand out more. 

“For your neck,” Afton told him, borderline pleasantly. “All it will take is a small incision, and it will burrow the rest of the way to your brainstem.” 

Visceral horror seized Gregory’s heart. This was a world away from dumb animatronics hunting him—badly—or even the cheerful child murderer in a bunny costume.

“It will be agonizing,” Afton finished, glowing purple eyes flashing in what might have been anticipatory delight. “And then you will be mine.” 

Gregory futilely tried to push himself further away from the encroaching parasite. His heart raced, and he couldn’t stop himself from breathing fast and hard, panicked. He was cornered, trapped, helpless. He burned with it, with fear, and his wrists stung as he twisted them in their bindings. His legs strained against the rope. Everything in his body desperately wanted him to move, his flight instinct kicking in with no way to satisfy it. 

He shook his head, wide eyed and frantic, choking on desperate dread. As Afton picked up a knife, Gregory cried, “Freddy, Freddy, please! Please wake up!” It was better than begging Afton not to hurt him, even though Freddy didn’t react. His eyes burned, tears slipping down his face even as he squeezed them shut. He thrashed in place, whining. “No, no, no, no.” 

He heard Afton circle around behind him, and then his head was being shoved forward. His stomach lurched dangerously when he felt movement in his hair; Afton hadn’t put down the parasite, and it kept squirming, occasionally brushing against his head. 

“Freddy, please!” 

“No one’s going to save you,” the monster whispered. “It’s always been that way, and it will always be that way.” 

Heart fit to burst and eyes squeezes shut almost painfully tight, Gregory shrieked with all the desperate fear and need tightening his chest, “Dad!”

The cold line of the knife being laid to his neck made him stop breathing. Static crackled in his ears, and tension bowed his spine in the long pause before Afton started cutting. 

The expected stinging pain never came. Instead, a deafening roar had him flinching, and the echoes of it hadn’t had the chance to fall quiet as fast, furious footsteps stormed right up to them.

A surprised noise left Afton, and the unwanted touches to Gregory’s head and neck vanished abruptly. Barely comprehending the change, Gregory numbly looked up—just in time to watch Freddy pick Afton up with both hands and hurl him at the wall. 

The monster wheezed, and that was all he was able to do before Freddy was on him. He’d always been fast, clearly faster than the other animatronics, but Gregory distantly thought that Freddy must have been holding back before now. He moved with a speed that was truly inhuman, his eyes pitch black but for the pupils, which were stark, blinding white. 

Gregory watched, frozen in place, as Freddy grabbed hold of one of Afton’s arms, planted his foot on that same shoulder, and yanked. 

The rusty metal and rotting flesh that made up his body were no match for the sheer strength of an animatronic in his prime. The arm snapped clean off. Afton shouted in strained pain, scratching weakly at Freddy’s ankle with his other hand. 

Freddy threw away the severed arm like it was trash, and Gregory’s stomach turned when he saw the parasite still held in the fingers, wriggling mindlessly, denied a new host. 

But Freddy didn’t stop there. He swiped up the discarded knife and jabbed it through the hole where a nose would’ve been. He made a motion that Gregory could only call stirring with it, Afton screeching all the while. 

It sounded like he tried to command Freddy again, garbled though it was, and Freddy scoffed. He reached into a hole around the ribs and, as far as Gregory could tell from his chair on the other side of the room, wrapped his hand around Afton’s spine. Whether it was bone or metal, Gregory didn’t know. Afton thrashed, groaning, as he was lifted. 

Freddy effortlessly holding him one-handed off the ground was just insulting, and if Gregory hadn’t been on the edge of a panic attack, he probably would’ve laughed. As it was, he remained silent, a heaviness seeping through him as he pulled in choppy lungfuls of air. 

“I will not let anyone,” Freddy said, the first he’d spoken since breaking free, “hurt Gregory on my watch. Certainly not you.” He straightened even more and, wow, had he always been that tall? He hadn’t seemed like it, before. “His claim to me is far stronger than yours, and there is nothing I would not do for him.” 

He’d stumbled over the dad word a few times during the past handful of hours, admittedly, and though Freddy hadn’t reacted badly to any of his slip-ups, it—it was actually really nice to hear it acknowledged, reciprocated, like that. He sagged, boneless, in his bindings. 

If Afton responded, Gregory didn’t catch it. Freddy slammed his body into the concrete with such force that it shook the floor. There were clangs and snaps of metal breaking, and bits of flesh splattered out of the tears in the fabric suit. Afton very well could’ve been dead from that, but Freddy took no chances. He grasped the more intact of the monster’s ankles and, turning so he was holding on over his shoulder with both hands, seamlessly whipped Afton up over his head in an arc. 

There was no other way to say it: Afton shattered upon being reintroduced to the floor. His body split off into half a dozen pieces with an almighty explosion of delicate metal parts and brittle bones.

In the ringing silence afterward, Freddy turned with a growl and stomped down on the parasite, grinding it to dust with his fury. 

Gregory blinked tears out of his eyes, and then Freddy was there, kneeling in front of him with a soft hum. He snapped the rope as easily as if it was thread, and Gregory tipped forward into his arms with a weak sound of relief. 

Lifting him into a secure hold, Freddy turned and shoved his way out of that horrible room, leaving the stench of rot and blood behind. Gregory trembled faintly, gripping onto the edge of one of Freddy’s chest plates for the comfort of it. 

“Thanks, Dad,” he mumbled, closing his eyes and resting his head against Freddy’s shoulder. 

Freddy’s grip tightened slightly. “I will always protect you,” he swore. “I am only sorry it took so long.” 

Gregory shook his head. “You weren’t too late. You saved me. That’s all that matters.” And he dozed off a bit as Freddy carried him out of the buried wreckage, safer than he’d ever felt.

[sholangagaga]

So I finished Ruin and. . . Hoh boy.

Per usual, everything will be below the cut (THERE WILL BE SPOILERS)

The dlc was short but it was super immersive! I was at the point where I was easily losing track of time because I was so lost in the scenery but, we're gonna go in order here of everything that happened!

First, the walkie talkies!! They're so cute, and I love how each one is related to an animatronic (or at least two of them with the Roxy Walky and the Freddy Walky)

Next, the Faz-wrench was such a neat little addition to the mechanics. It gave Cassie her own thing compared to Gregory and it tied into her background of her father being a technician. Plus, the mini game associated with it was super soothing to me for some reason!

The VANNI system and mask was also a SUPER neat touch. It felt like playing Help Wanted with the AR and electronic aspect. I loved how you had little tasks to complete to "breach the security" of each little area which ended in the Parent Node having its own little puzzle to solve in order to full breach it. Not to mention the goddamn Entity who stalked you in the AR world

A little sus that the mask was tied to Vanny, which makes me wonder if the game in Help Wanted was VR but instead of like an occulus or whatever, the item you needed to use was the VANNI mask. It would make sense considering the mask was one of the items you got in Help Wanted and it was the game that "made" Vanny herself

I wish the mask was explained more but I still understood why they didnt focus too hard on it. Maybe in the next DLC/game we'll get an explanation

The Daycare scene was just as jarring as the original game! I both hated and loved it! I did find it super interesting how this time instead of trying to turn on the generators to stop Moon, you needed to turn them on to save Sun.

When Cassie used the Faz-wrench to "create" Eclipse I was pretty flabbergasted! there was a setting, apparently, at all times to combine Sun and Moon to create what looked to be the perfect Daycare Attendant. Which confused me as to why Fazbear Entertainment would risk ever letting Moon out if they could have just gotten rid of him completely?

And it was apparent that Sun and Moon were both suffering, but Sun was more so since he seems to be the dominant personality. The way he begs for help and even thanks Cassie as she leaves is tell-tale that he was having a horrible time being alone and trapped within his own mind.

Oh well, Eclipse is my baby and Kellen's soft voice for him was wonderful!

The part with the walking Endos was awful! Just like in the original game! I'm not even gonna bother posting screenshots of them! I hated them!

The nod to the Freddy and Friends TV show was super cute, I loved it!

Monty's backstory in the Monty Golf was an eye opener as well. You see Monty's roots in the first scene as a One Man Band, playing in his swamp/bayou to whomever will listen.

In the second scene you can see his admiration towards the original band of Freddy, Chica, Roxy, and Bonnie. Notably, Monty and Bonnie seem to be looking at each other, which makes me feel like Monty was more so admiring Bonnie rather than the entire band or even Freddy. Freddy is also completely darkened/outside of the light. Which matches what we know about Monty and his inferiority complex towards Freddy and his fame as the face of FazEnt and the Pizzaplex.

In the next scene, you see Bonnie (partially cut off) giving his guitar to Monty, a passing of the torch. The final scene is Roxy "glamming" Monty up for his spot on the band

Now, this all sorta flips what we know about Monty and Bonnie's relationship on its head. In the prior game it's hinted that Monty might have shattered Bonnie in order to take his spot because he was jealous of him or hated him or whatever but. . .If that were the case, why would Monty use Bonnie's bass and wear his glasses? If he hated the guy so much, why use his items and therefor constantly be reminded of him? And why would his attraction in Monty Golf revolve around his admiration for Bonnie if the feelings he had for him were the complete opposite?

I think Monty and Bonnie were fine with each other, or at least friendly in a mentor/student way, and Bonnie being shattered was either something William/Glitchtrap/Burntrap and Vannie facilitated or could have been something where Bonnie fell from the catwalk above Monty Golf and got shattered that way.

Monty seems to hate Freddy more than anything or anyone else, judging by the decapitated Freddy statues in Monty Golf and his cutout being blacked out. and it would fit with that one ending where Freddy ran away and Monty took his place. Idk man, my brain was SWIRLING over this

Plus that whole scene/puzzle in Monty Golf catwalk was both annoying and fun with the blasters. Hate/loved it!

The addition of the jammers was a neat little touch too. It made the game more difficult while also giving you a reason to actually perceive the Entity as a threat (since sometimes the jammers locked you in the AR mode, which is the only way the Entity can catch you)

C....chowda....

Is it Chicken chowder? Seafood? it's even served in a bread bowl and I....I love breadbowls....so much.....

Poor Roxy, man.... She can't see anymore, but she still sits in front of the broken mirror in her Salon and berates herself.....

They're echoing each other.....

This is pretty heartbreaking.

Here's Cassie, presumably on a birthday or some outting to the Pizzaplex, spending time with her favorite animatronic and getting dolled up to look like her, only to end up sobbing all alone and ruining her makeup. And then here's Gregory to comfort her, implying this might've been when they first became friends.

And it explains why Cassie cares so much about him. Gregory helped her when she needed it, and now she's here to do the same

Every single part with Monty in the water was anxiety inducing and I hated it!

Oh. . .what cruel irony. . .

The one to decommission Monty was a neon sign of Bonnie, who was (presumably) either shattered by Monty or because of Monty, and was Monty's biggest inspiration and the object of his adoration. . .

Owch. . .

I was not expecting this fucking go-kart to kill if it hit you so imagine my surprise when I see this cutscene and my brain hasn't registered my flight response so I end up getting knocked out of my fucking sketchers by some kart going 30 on a small stretch of asphalt.

1/2

[dahliarose2]

KINDRED SPIRITS - PART 8

summary: daryl and maggie hide as the saviors pay a surprise visit to the hilltop. sasha and rosita's plan goes south. negan takes you along to the battle between the saviors and the alexandrians. will you able to escape negan's hold and return home?

daryl dixon x reader

warnings: violence, blood

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7

Everyone began to prepare for the revolt, as all of the communities embarked on their own missions. Rick and Michonne had managed to seach for and collect the guns required to strike a deal with Jadis and the Scavengers, as they finally agreed to help them fight the Saviors. Meanwhile, at The Hilltop, Sasha, Enid and Maggie, continued to train the willing citizens to fight hand-to-hand combat in preparation for the fight that was brewing. Enid and Jesus had managed to find out about Sasha and Rosita's plan to kill Negan, insisting she should tell Maggie,

"Sasha, don't go, not yet. If you're going to kill Negan, you're going to need people. A lot of people," Jesus pleaded as Enid watched on as Sasha shook her head adamantly. "I know what you think Jesus. I appreciate it. But I'm not going to change my mind. Neither will Rosita. Y/N is in there. If we can get in there, we can save her. We have enough gunpower. We're going to kill Negan," she argued back, both determined to kill Negan for what he'd done to Abraham, and saving you would be a bonus. "You should tell her. You should tell Maggie," Enid piped up as Sasha just sighed loudly, moving to pack the rest of her bag that laid on the couch. "I'm going," Sasha insists, as Jesus walks forward. "Then we're coming too," Jesus reasons, gesturing between him and Enid as she nodded determined,

"No. Maggie needs you," Sasha urges, wanting them to back down but they wouldn't. "Maggie needs you too," Jesus speaks, as Sasha smiles lightly. "Not anymore. Look, I'm going. Rosita is going. Don't tell Maggie," Sasha practically begs, knowing Maggie would never let them go if she found out. "Take whatever you need. But tell Maggie, you owe her that much," Jesus says disheartened at Sasha's determination, as he grabbed some of his things, walking out, leaving only Sasha and Enid now. "Enid. Maggie trusts you. You need to protect her, no matter what," Sasha insists, placing her hand on Enid's shoulder encouragingly,

"Sasha, in 10 minutes, I'm going to tell Maggie what's going on. It's up to you what you do with that," Enid says through teary eyes assertively, as she walked out. Sasha sighed loudly, pulling her jacket on as she zipped up her backpack. She flinched as she heard clanging outside, her head darting to see Rosita run into the room. "Saviors," Rosita said breathlessly, as Sasha grabs her bag quickly, rushing out as Rosita sprinted behind her, leading her to a wooden container which was a hidden tunnel that led out of Hilltop as they both jumped in, Sasha shutting the top as they crawled through the tunnel,

In a flurry, Enid ran to a stressed Daryl, who had been sharpening his knife before the alarm had been sounded. "Come on, you and Maggie need to hide," Enid whisper-yelled as Daryl and Maggie ran after her, following her to the 2 wooden doors leading into the basement cellar that Daryl had been held in previously. They descended the stairs quickly, looking to Enid worriedly. "Just stay down there. I'll keep them away," she rambled as she shut the doors. Daryl and Maggie rushed to the back of the cellar, pulling a few shelves around before finding a hiding spot behind one of them, pulling the shelves back to their original spot as they crouched down, peering through the wooden slats,

Meanwhile, above them in the house, Simon and a dozen of his soldiers had come to speak with Gregory, who nervously shook Simon's hand. "You have a certain somebody, that needs to be Negan's certain somebody," Simon yelled with a wicked smile, as Gregory furrowed his eyebrows, contemplating a moment. "Who is it?" Gregory questioned,

A man circled around the building, spotting the wooden doors that led to the cellar as Enid sprinted around the corner, clutching a basket. "Hey, um I was told to bring these vegetables for you," Enid rambled with a sweet smile, gesturing to the full basket, "it's a bit heavy. So if you take it and meet me beside the garden, I'll get the rest." She piled the basket into his arms as the man scoffed. "Look, I don't know who you think I am, but I'm busy," he quipped, throwing the basket back at her as it fell, the vegetables tumbling out onto the floor. "I'll take that too," he whispered threateningly, pointing to her knife in its sheath around her waist, as she nodded reluctantly, taking it off to hand it to him,

Her plan to keep him away from the cellar had failed as she watched him open it up, walking down the steps as she cursed internally, hoping and praying that Daryl and Maggie wouldn't get caught. Daryl and Maggie crouched down, huddled behind the crates as they watched the man walk in, taking a look around. The tension was palpable as Daryl held his dagger in front of him, ready to strike if he needed to as he watched the man grab some things that he wanted to take back, Daryl's anger growing. He could hold the man at knifepoint, drag him to one of the Saviors' vans, force him to drive him to the Sanctuary, trade him for Y/N,

Through his plotting in his head, he didn't notice he was now carefully stepping out of their safe spot, before Maggie placed her hand on his shoulder firmly. "Daryl," she whispered sternly, wondering what he was playing at as the knife shook in his steady grip as he was pulled from his thoughts by Maggie's voice. He watched as the man walking up the steps, leaving the cellar as he closed the doors behind him. Daryl jumped from his hiding spot, stealthily side-stepping over to the entrance as Maggie followed him,

"You were going to kill that guy," Maggie sighed gently, watching as Daryl kept his back to her, his posture slackening at the missed opportunity. "He was gonna kill us. Besides, I wasn't gonna kill him," he corrected gruffly, not bothering to explain his plan now that the possibility of executing it was gone as he huffed. "He wasn't going to kill us," Maggie corrected, though still spoke with a gentle voice, looking at Daryl's back. "Ever since you got here, you haven't said a word to me," Maggie started, just above a whisper, sadness evident in her voice from him distancing himself from her, "would you look at me?" Her question was asked pleadingly,

Daryl waited a moment, not wanting to look at her; he couldn't, not after what had happened, what he'd done. After a few moments of silence, he hesitantly turned around, tears already beginning to well up in his eyes at the sight of her. "Daryl..." she whispered, tears now forming in her eyes at his upset expression, knowing he rarely ever cried. She moved closer to him slowly, not wanting to to startle him. Daryl's front had fallen now, as he mentally cursed himself for it, shaking his head in an attempt to knock sense into himself for crying like this. He gazed back up at her, as she looked at him sympathetically. Unable to look at her, without thinking of Glenn, without thinking of what happened on that night,

"I-I'm sorry," he said just above a whisper, his usually gruff voice cracking, as Maggie's tears streamed down her face, now making way for his to fall too. "I'm sorry," he repeated, this time through a sob, as his guilt overcame him. His lip quivered as he sniffled, struggling to keep her gaze as he cried. Maggie gazed at him confusedly, struggling to understand how he could ever blame himself for what had happened as her eyes widened at Daryl's apology, knowing instantly what he was talking about. "It wasn't your fault," she said quietly, urging him to believe the words she was saying. But he wouldn't. He shook his head wildly. "It was," he insisted as he sniffled,

"No. It wasn't," she stated sternly this time, though the care in her voice still evident as she tried to assure him, "you're one of the good things in this world. That's what Glenn thought." Daryl silently cried as she heard her speak before she smiled brightly through her tears. "And he would know. Because he was one of the good things to," she beamed as her tears continued, Daryl's crying slowly coming to a halt as she comforted him. "I wanted to kill him too. I wanted to string 'em all up and watch them die," she seethed quietly, still trying not to alert anyone to their hiding spot. "But we have to win. We have to save Y/N. And we have. to win," she urged, as Daryl's eyes filled withmore tears at your mention,

"Help me save her. Help me win," Maggie pleaded, moving now to hug Daryl close to her as he subconsciously buried his head into her shoulder, sobbing quietly now. After a few moments, she pulled away looking at him, eyes wide with hope as she nodded, and he reciprocated, both vowing to save you together, to win together,

They heard movement outside now as they crouched once again, trying to listen to what was happening. "Well it's been a pleasure. We'll be talking Dr. Carson with us now," Simon said cheerily as the Hilltop citizens watched the doctor be piled into the van, sending Jesus and Enid an apologetic smile, not knowing how Maggie was going to get through her pregnancy now without him and his assistance. The Saviors drove off as silence fell over the settlement, Daryl and Maggie now walking out of the cellar at the sounds of the front gates being shut, giving each other a worried look,

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MEANWHILE....

Negan had left a few hours ago, saying he needed to deal with something but he'd back, placing an unwanted kiss on your forehead as he locked the door on his way out. You just lay there on the bed, unable to do anything. You were out of ideas, and for the first time, you hoped someone would come to save you. After the stunt you pulled, there was no way you were going to be let out of his sight any time soon. Even by the sounding of the lock clicking as he left, you knew he was on high alert now, though he believed everything you had said about being finished with Daryl after he had left without you; even though, you orchestrated it that way. You were happy he was safe, but you couldn't help but feel a little sorry for yourself now. You just wanted to be with your group again; with Daryl, to hug Judith, to do some target practise with Rosita, to go on runs with Rick and Michonne,

You couldn't help the singular tear that fell from your Just as he said he would, Negan returned a few hours later. He waltzed in nonchalantly, throwing his jacket on the couch as he turned to grin at you. "You wouldn't believe the shit I had to deal with down there," he snickered as he walked towards you, laying down on the bed beside you, where you had stayed stationary the entire time he was gone. He propped his head up with his arm, his elbow leaning on the plush mattress as he looked at you. Out of curiosity, you pulled yourself to sit up, hugging your knees to your chest as you looked down at him from where you were,

"W-what happened?" you asked nervously, unsure whether he was baiting you or not, wanting you to ask. But you still had to ask, hoping it had nothing to do with your group. He smirked up at you and your inquisitiveness. "Oh just another one of the Alexandrians trying to kill me is all," he shrugged nonchalantly as you tried to hide your panic, remembering that he had told you of Rosita's attempt to kill him upon his visit to Alexandria. "Some edgy chick. Pretty good aim I have to admit. She left me with a few less men than I'd like," he stated with a laugh, but you could tell by his choice of tone that he was pissed about it. 'Not Sasha,' you thought to yourself worriedly, knowing if he was 'dealing with it' that meant she was here, captured too. "Don't worry," he consoled, as he placed a hand on one of yours, but his sympathy was false, as you felt tears form slightly, "I know you must still feel things for your old group. But they're in the past. And you, sweetheart, are sitting amongst the future. You're a part of our future now, the real way ahead,"

You looked down at him, forcing a nod and a smile, though your heart was breaking. "See, Ricky boy is up to no good. Sasha is swallowing her pride and joining our cause. She's gonna help us whip Rick and his little group back into shape," he explained cheerfully, almost like he was looking forward to torturing them for their little revolution, that you only could predict they were leading, but you now had the confirmation of their rebellion. Your breath hitched as you began to feel ill. If Negan knew about their revolt, he was going to put a stop to it. You envisioned another repeat of dreaded night with Abraham and Glenn, you thought of him brutally murdering them just as he had done with Spencer and Olivia. You forced yourself to bite back your tears, knowing you had to pretend you didn't care. This was a test. 'He's testing you,' you thought to yourself, watching him look at you expectantly, waiting for your reply,

"I'm glad Sasha came around. She's making the right choice. Just as I did," you replied sweetly, hiding any bit of sadness and anger you felt from what you heard. "Good girl," Negan cooed, as he moved up in the bed to reach his hand to your cheek as your whole body cringed from his petname. His face was now centimetres from yours as your heartrate quickened as you gazed at him nervously, which he must've mistaken for bashfulness, as he smirked, leaning down to place a pasionate kiss to your lips. You closed your eyes, hoping it would ease the nausea you felt by having someone so close to you that had hurt so many people you cared about,

You tried to lean into the kiss, as you pinched your hand fiercely, leaving marks, in an attempt to help you focus on something other than his kiss, his touch, as his hand began to hold your waist, tightening his grip slightly. Eventually after a few minutes of zoning out, he pulled away, smiling at you as he swiped his finger of your bottom lip as you tried not to quiver in his hold. He licked his teeth, as his hand moved from your lip to your chin now, tilting it up to look into his eyes even more than you already had been. "I want you to be ready tomorow. It's going to be a big day. Go all out. Dress up," Negan whispered seductively, "we're taking a little trip again." He gave one final chaste kiss on your lips, before he left the room, once again clicking the lock, as he left to probably go prepare for the big day he was talking about,

As you heard his footsteps quiten, you finally allowed yourself to cry, as your tears you had been sucking in finally slipped. Your breathing quickened as you panicked, your breathing pattern all messed up. You thought of your group, unaware that Negan knew of their plan. Had they managed to recruit others. Your people would never be enough. They would need more everything; more people, more ammunition, more time. If Negan knew of their plot, they were already at a disadvantage. You allowed yourself to crumple back onto the bed, clutching on to the blankets to try and ground yourself as you worried; for your group, for Rick, for Judith, for Daryl. Once you thought of Daryl, your sobbing only worsened as you feared for him, knowing he was able to protect himself, but that was no good now, not when they would be outnumbered,

You hadn't realize how much time had gone by, as you began to feel fatigued from your crying, from your thoughts, the panic. You weren't sure when you had fallen asleep, but you heard Negan slipping into the bed quietly, as you woke up slightly. You tried to fall back asleep instantly, not wanting to be awake when he'd pull you close. But you didn't sleep after that, not at all,

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MEANWHILE....

The group returned to Alexandria, parking up the vehicles as they strolled up to the front gates of their home, seeing a figure standing at the gate, unable to tell who it was in the dark night. As they got closer, Enid ran forward, noticing it was Rosita. "Are you okay?" she asked in a flurry as Rosita only stared blankly at her. "Where's Sasha?" Jesus asked with furrowed eyebrows, but she stayed silent, not answering; she didn't need to, they knew where Sasha was know by Rosita's furious expression. "There's someone here," Rosita stated veonomously, walking as the group followed her in curiosity, still reeling from the news of Sasha's capture,

Rosita nodded towards the cell with crossed arms at her chest, as Rick stepped forward warily as he unlocked the cell door with a loud click, opening the door, trying to identify the figure that was sat on the floor, as they stood up upon their arrival, moving towards the light coming in from the window now as they identified themselves; Dwight. Silence fell over the group as they stared at Dwight in confusion. Suddenly, Daryl launched himself forward furiously, Rick catching his arms just in time, as Tara and Michonne moved rapidly to try and hold Daryl back as he thrashed around angrily, not letting up so easily. He seethed as he glared daggers into Dwight, seeing red as he continued to try get passed Rick, who was too quick, blocking him at every attempt,

"Daryl," Rick yelled at Daryl, trying to knock some sense back at him. But Daryl wasn't focused on him, in an anger-fuelled frenzy as he panted with ferocity, as Dwight backed into the wall, afraid of Daryl managing to get around Rick. "He says he wants to help, Daryl. He might know something. About Y/N. Stand down," Rick whispered as he held Daryl back with a hand to his chest. Daryl's expression shifted every so slightly, as he finally backed down, stepping back, but he was still full of rage as he stood fists clenched, glaring at Dwight. Rick ordered Dwight to get on his knees, holding the gun to point it at his head now. "Why?" he asked angrily, struggling to understand why he would want to help them. Daryl paced now, eyes locked on Dwight like he was his prey. "I want it stopped. I want Negan dead. I can't do it myself. They're all Negan," Dwight explained, as he struggled to keep his eyes on Rick, with Daryl staring at him so intensely,

Tara leaned forward now, rage in her eyes as she got down to his eye-level. "That girl you killed? She had a name. She was a doctor and she helped people," she seethed, as Dwight sputtered nervously, not knowing what to say. "I wasn't aiming for her," he said pleadingly, as Daryl struggled to keep his cool, lip twitching in anger. "And Y/N? What about her? You knew you were coming here. You didn't even try to get her out?" Tara asked furiously, voice raised now. Dwight shook his head. "I couldn't. She's Negan's new toy. There's no taking her away from hi-" He only got that far before Daryl had lunged at him at the mention of your name, grabbing Dwight's collar roughly, pulling up to shove him against the wall harshly, knife pointed straight at his face,

The knife shook in his strong grasp, as Dwight tried to cower away from Daryl's hold, trying to squirm, but Daryl was unrelenting. "Don't you dare say her name. Like she's your fucking friend down the street. I should kill you right now for the shit your people are putting her through right now," Daryl shouted angrily, as the knife came ever so close to Dwight's eye as he quivered, Daryl seriously thinking about driving it through his eye socket right there and then; revenge for Denise. He pushed his forearm into Dwight's neck as he began to choke, Daryl relishing in the sound. He seethed as he watched the man who had tortured him days, finally see fear, experience terror, as his life could be taken away right there and then. He should kill him; for what he did to him, for not even trying to help you escape, for how Dwight made you watch him be tortured right in front of you as you cried. He thought of your tears, of your face, of what you must be going through back at the Sanctuary, the vision of Dwight resparking all of it in his mind,

In his fit of rage, he hadn't noticed Michonne's hand reaching to touch his arm gently. "Daryl," Michonne whispered as Daryl couldn't hear, refusing to hear her, as his eyes burned holes in Dwight's face, Dwight staring back at him in panic. "Daryl," she said a bit louder, a bit more stern, as Daryl turned his gaze, looking at Michonne, who tried to help him drop the knife. Rick's face now came into view too. But his anger only dissipated for a moment, as his grip tightened again, pushing Michonne's hand off him, eyes straight back on Dwight. "I'm sorry. I am," Dwight insisted, but Daryl only pushed him harder against the wall as he groaned in pain, before continuing. "I'm not Negan anymore. The person I was doing it all for, she got away. So I'm here," he spoke quietly,

"Negan trusts me. I can help you get your girl back," Dwight urges, but the mention of you made Daryl grip the knife tighter. Daryl's expression faltered, as he knew what Dwight was saying was true. They needed him. He could help them get Y/N back. Tara watched on, wanting Dwight dead for what he had done to Denise more than anything. But she knew was not the time. Once they had you back, things would be different. But for now, they needed him alive. Finally, after a few moments of silence, Daryl pulled away aggressively, panting, as he watched Dwight fall. "Negan's coming. Tomorrow," Dwight said with urgency, as Rick's eyes looked at him confused, "3 trucks probably. He'll probably bring your 2 people, Y/N, Sasha. I can slow them down, give you some time to get ready. You'll be ready to gun 'em down. We'll drive the trucks back to the Sanctuary. Wipe 'em out, get the workers on our side. Then we go from outpsot to outpost and end this,"

Everyone listened on, hating to admit that his plan could work. After a bit of contemplating, Rick and the group watched as Dwight drove away, praying he wasn't lying but not having much of a choice but to trust him. "If he's lying, I'm gonna kill him real slow," Daryl vowed promisingly. "If he's lying, this is already over," Rick answered, as he walked away, heading to get things prepared. Daryl stared at the front gates, thinking only of you. If Negan brought you with him tomorrow, you'd be heading back to the Sanctuary over his dead body. He was going to save you no matter what. He thought of you, reminiscing in the nostalgia of your hugs, your soft touch, your comforting words, the way you knew what he was thinking without him having to utter a single word. He closed his eyes, letting a single tear fall from his eye now that he was alone. He was never going to let anything happen to you ever again. You were his, and he was yours,

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THE NEXT MORNING....

You got ready to leave, feeling selfish for that tiny tingling feeling of excitement of finally being able to see your family again. You looked in the mirror, before walking out of the bathroom to see Negan ready to go. "You look good enough to eat, darlin'," Negan growled almost animalisatically as he walked towards you, placing a quick kiss on your lips as you recoiled in disgust, though he didn't notice, too full of arrogance at the thoughts in his head of teaching Rick and his group a real lesson. "You know, we'd have time for a quickie," he suggests sensually as his grip on your waist tightens. You looked up at him quickly, seeing his smirk. "No. We should get going. The sooner we get there and defeat them, the sooner we can get back. Celebrate your victory," you replied seductively, really hoping you would never have to follow through with that, that you could get back to your group, hoping they were well-equipped for the fight,

"Oh, you are a little minx, aren't you?" he chuckled at your suggestions for later, as you smiled back at him, as he lead you out of the room. Before you knew it, you were pulling up at Alexandria, your heartbeat quickening. You hadn't seen Sasha being loaded into the coffin, Negan didn't let you, not wanting you to have any lingering feelings of sympathy and care for the people in your group. You heard Eugene's voice echoing over the sound system, as your breath hitched. He had actually joined the Saviors. Negan had mentioned that fact to you flippantly, but you thought he was bluffing,

You tried to see out the window of the truck, but you could only catch a glimpse of Rick's upper body over the wall, unable to see anything else. Your breath quickened as you waited for what seemed like an age, watching Eugene try and convince Rick to comply. After a moment, you saw a woman appear from beside Rick, pointing her gun at him, though you didn't recognize her. Your heart fell, as you realized she had probably betrayed Rick, knowing he wouldn't have let her inside the walls if he didn't trust that she would keep to the deal; which she clearly hadn't. You tried to hear what was going on, but you were startled by Negan's voice next to you, forgetting he was even there with your panic,

"C'mon sweetheart, time for our big entrance," he announced cheerily, as your breath hitched, knowing if he was smiling so smugly, that he had gotten the upperhand on them. He got out of the car, walking around to the other side before opening your door. You stayed sitting in panic, unable to move. You watched as he extended his hand to you dramatically, trying to act the gentleman. But still you couldn't move. You felt tears form in your eyes. Your group were in your trouble. "Oh c'mere, don't act all shy," he laughed, as he grabbed your hand now, pulling you out of the car harsher than you'd like. You yelped as he pulled your hand, harshly dragging you to the front gates now. You watched as the gate was pulled open, your people and the other group had betrayed you, holding them at gunpoint, coming into view,

Through your panic, you saw someone looking at you; Daryl. Your breath hitched as your eyes locked. His angry expression softened as he looked you up and down, scanning you for any sort of injury. Tears began to spill against your will now. "Daryl?" you whispered softly, but Negan must've heard you as he pulled you even more roughly up onto the back of the truck where Sasha's coffin sat. Daryl's jaw tightened as he watched you fearfully be dragged by Negan. "You push me, and you push me Rick," Negan spoke slowly, "I mean, trying to blow my soldiers up? Not cool." The last part came out with a bit more bite,

"You people are animals," he stated dramatically, as he laughs loudly, everyone listening now. He signalled to Dwight and Simon, who wheeled the coffin, standing it upright now, beside Negan, as you stood on the other side of him. "See I got Sasha right here, alive and well," Negan's voice boomed, as he gestured to the coffin, tapping on it a few times, the loud clanging making you flinch. From your spot, you looked up to lock eyes with Daryl again, who was still looking at you, not taking his eyes off of you. He wasn't going to let you out of his sight for even a moment. Negan noticed this, gazing down at you with a quirked brow at your longing stare at Daryl. "Nuh uh, angel, eyes on me when I'm speaking," Negan spoke sternly but still with a smirk, as he took your chin as you flinched, turning your head to look at him as he gave you a serious look, telling you not to test him,

Daryl watched him touch you, fist not clutching the rifle clenching, wanting nothing more than to take the rifle and shoot him straight through his head. He watched your tears begin to spill as you quivered in Negan's hold, anger coursing through his veins now. "Give us Y/N and Sasha back and this doesn't have to end with anyone dying," Rick threatened, even though he was unsure how they were going to get back the advantage on this one after the betrayal. Negan laughed loudly, looking from you to Rick now. "No can do Ricky boy. That's my wife we're talking about," Negan chuckled, pointing at you as you stood silently, not sure where to look now, not wanting to look at Daryl again in case he hurt him or one of your people for it,

"What I want you from you Rick is very simple. I want the guns you managed to scrape up. I want a person of your choosing for Lucille," he yelled with a smile, acting as though the last sentence was a prize, "I want the pool table and any of the lemonade you've got left. And I want it now." He shouted the last part as you couldn't help but flinch, as you felt his arm wrap around your waist as he placed a firm kiss to your cheek that was now covered in tears. Daryl watched Negan angrily. "Let us see, Sasha," Rick grunted out, as you felt Carl watching you now, furious as Negan touched you. Negan turned to look at Rick with a wicked smile. "Sure thing," he announced merrily, as he walked to the casket, dropping his hold on you as you relaxed slightly, releasing the breath you had been holding,

"Might have to bring her up to speed though," he joked, as he tapped on the casket with Lucille, before opening the casket lid. Without warning, Sasha lunged from the casket, but she wasn't alive as you heard the walker-like growling, seeing her greyish lifeless eyes. In the blink of an eye, she had tackled Negan off the truck as you watched him fall to the ground as he struggled against her. You gasped as you heard Rosita yell, "now!" as gunfire ensued. You instinctively covered your head, throwing yourself off the truck to avoid the firing as you ducked. Your breathing worsened as the fright of seeing Sasha made you disoriented, tears still spilling from earlier. You looked up through the chaos to see Daryl and the others firing at the trucks where the Saviors were shooting from,

You saw your opportunity, looking around the wheel of the truck you were ducking behind to see the entrance gate. You could get hurt, but you weren't spending a moment longer with Negan and you figured nothing could be worse than that. You looked for an opening, before making a break for it, sprinting as you weaved through the vehicles. You spotted Daryl, as his eyes darted around looking for you as he tried to do that at the same time as he was gunning the Saviors down, as your feet carried you closer towards him. Just as you were about to reach the clear area of grass in front of the gates, you felt someone grab you around your waist, arms encircling you. "No!" you screamed, thrashing against the grip as your feet lifted the ground as they lifted you,

Daryl heard your cries, his eyes landing you immediately. You were thrown harshly against the side of one of the Saviors' vans as you groaned at your back meeting the metal harshly. You looked up, seeing Negan holding you against the van, as he panted. You felt your blood run cold as he glared at you now, scoffing slightly, but his rage evident. "You tryin' to leave me sweetheart? Running back to your old group very quick," he commented gruffly as your upset had transformed into anger. You didn't reply, as you continued to writhe in his strong hold as he tutted dramatically, laughing at your futile and weak struggle. "You're mine. You're my wife. They don't care about you," Negan seethed as your struggle died down, realizing it was useless,

You panted in and out breathlessly as you gazed at him in fear at his sadistic expression. Daryl pointed his gun toward the two of you for a moment through the gunfire, cursing as he realized he couldn't get a clean shot without putting you in harm's way. He continued to shoot the Saviors as he tried to make a break for it, before the remaining Saviors circled him even more, trying to make it difficult for him to attack their leader. Daryl was on a warpath, sensing the urgency as he struggled to kill them, wanting to get to you as soon as possible as he watched you thrash hopelessly, rage filling his body,

"Daryl left you before. Remember? You have a short memory, angel? I saved you. You're nothin' without me. You're not like them anymore," he whispered menacingly with a devilish smile, as he moved closer to you, as you stopped fighting, eyes moving downward to see a small knife sheathed in his belt. You looked back up at him, tears in your eyes from before, as his hands still clutched your arms, Lucille on the floor from when he had been knocked down by Sasha attacking him. "You belong to me, don't you sweetheart?" he asked you wickedly, as he watched your tearful expression. You sniffled as you gazed up at him, breaking down in tears as he shushed you. You relented. "Y-you're right," you replied through your sobs, as he smiled at your obedience,

"I-I don't belong with them. I belong with you. I belong to you," you repeated his words with a shaking voice as it cracked. You felt his grip on you weaken, letting up a bit at your acceptance. "That's right, sweetheart," he cooed as he gazed at you in awe. You smiled at him innocently. In a split second movement, you had grabbed the knife from his belt but he had noticed your hand was too quick as his hands went to your throat. You gasped as you still gripped the knife in one hand fiercely, refusing to let it go, but he pushed his body against your arm restricting your movement when he saw the knife move upward again. Negan's whole face twitched as his grip on your neck tightened. "Oh not a smart move, sweetheart," he taunted, as your breathing got more difficult, using your other hand to claw at his big hands as you shrieked pulling at his hands wildly, but he didn't seem to care. "Thought we talked about this before, huh? You just wait til we get home. I'm going to teach you a real lesson this time. The first time was a warning," he threatened, as you let out a strangled, loud cry at his words and his hold on you, horror hitting you at the thought of going back to the Sanctuary as you whimpered,

You struggled to get your breath as your vision began to waver. In a final attempt, with the last bit of strength you had, you pivoted in his hold giving you some leverage, as you quickly used his body against your arm as an advantage, pushing the knife forward as you looked down through blurred vision, seeing the knife had caused a long gash across his side. Negan yelled out, instinctively releasing his hold around your neck as you took deep breaths, no longer seeing spots as you scrambled up before he could grab you, making a sprint towards the front gate,

Adrenaline pumped through your veins as you ran as best you could, straight to the gate, trying to avoid the gunfire as you rounded the corner of the gate to get out of the line of fire as Gabriel and Tara began shooting the remainder. “You little bitch,” you heard Negan cry out as you sobbed louder, running even faster away from the front gate, now safe within the walls. Through your fear-instilled haze, your eyes locked on Daryl, as you saw him take out the final Savior in that area. His eyes locked on you as his gaze completely softened. He slung the rifle over his shoulder at the sight of you running towards him. Once you reached him, he opened his arms wide as you lunged towards him, throwing your arms around his neck, holding him as close as humanely possible. He breathed in your scent as he felt himself cry. He finally let go of all the emotion he had been holding in, clutching your frame even closer to him, fearful that if the hold was too weak, he'd lose you again. You buried your head in his chest, as you began to sob, unable to control it anymore,

After days with Negan, feeling his touch, being hit by him, being locked up, being forced to watch him torture people; you were home, and you weren't talking about Alexandria. You clutched his shirt in your shaky hands as you buried your head in his chest now, as you felt him place a long kiss to the top of your head, using one arm to hold you up and the other to let his hand smooth your hair gently. Before all this, he’d never been able to show someone affection like that. But everything had changed now. Now that he had something, someone to lose. And now that he’d lost you the first time, he was never going to lose you again. The sound of your cries broke his heart. "Sh I got you, babygirl. I'm right 'ere. i ain't goin' anywhere. You're safe now," he whispered comforting assurances into your ear as your crying died down at his words, realizing that you were in fact safe now, back in his embrace after so long,

Daryl let his guard down as he held you close, brought back immediately to the night the two of you had shared before this whole fiasco. You pulled away from him slightly. You smiled at him through your tears as you saw that he was crying too, placing your hands on either side of his head to pull it down to you, placing a loving kiss to his forehead as he relished in your touch. You moved to grab a gun on the floor belonging to a dead Savior, before he took your hand, rushing to help the others

PART 9 COMING SOON ;) let me know if you want to be added to the taglist <3 hope you enjoyed! changed some of the plot by the way, like tara not wanting dwight dead immediately, so that it would fit the story

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mimic aside, wouldn't it make sense that cassie and gregory are pretty close?? maybe i'm wrong/overthinking it, but cassie was willing to go through ALL of that just for "gregory." she even shut down her favorite animatronic because he was begging her to save him. idk about yall, but personally i don't think two random kids would do that for each other. this being said please explore the cassie and gregory dynamic more because theyre my pooklet oinkly sprinkles

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SO THE RUIN DLC HUH

Most of this is going under a read more, I have a lot of thoughts and this is a long post.

SO. First things first. Roxy. My beloved Roxy. Oh my god guys oh my god. She was always Cassie’s favourite, she was upset to see her all ruined like that and Roxy recognised her!! This was the first time Roxy had called for Gregory by name and it was just to demand he give her eyes back. She never hurt Cassie. She stumbled back in shock at her and then fucking apologised!! And then she talked to Cassie about her birthday party like she still gave a shit!! And maybe she did!! She remembered her favourite birthday cake and was so supportive about all her friends coming to the next party!! That line about how Cassie was eleven and that she remembered because she’s the number one twice? That sounds like something she’s repeated from Cassie herself. That is so fucking sweet I am never gonna be over that whole interaction while Cassie is literally holding her hand. Roxy is in trouble and her first priority was welcoming Cassie back... Crushing.

More on Cassie, it seems like she really idolised Roxy with how she seemed to copy her where she could in the cardboard cutouts. Roxy got a good handful of new cutouts just for this which just makes me think it’s more relavant to her. The cutouts with Gregory though? He was there with her, drying her tears, and then you deactivate the child node, a giant pair of scissors, and suddenly he’s gone. She’s alone and crying to herself. This reads to me like Gregory making friends with her, being the only human friend she had and then suddenly he cut ties. He vanished on her without a trace, only to send a message to her begging him to come and save her. In order to do that, she was tasked with deactivating Roxy, effectively killing her and she does it for him, only for it to all be a lie in the end. This is tragic man. Especially given some other things I’ll get to in a mo’.

Now the Vanni mask is a cool game mechanic. How it works? No idea. But I believe it’s giving us an insight into the perception of those around us. It’s like a mindscape I think, where we can still hear Chica repeating those same old lines, where we can hear every Freddy line in the game despite him not being there and why we can hear Roxy sobbing when she’s trying to welcome Cassie back. We can see their perception of themselves, or perhaps, more of the Mimic and Cassie’s own perceptions, mixed in with theirs. The animatronics and surroundings are all a pinkish colour, this leads me to believe it’s different to the crystal clear images of Roxy, Gregory and Cassie in the Salon area, as well as different to the green of Roxy’s body when she’s talking to us. The clarity is becuase it’s Cassie that is seeing it. These are representations of herself being shown to her. The pink I believe is the animatronics perception, which is why Freddy doesn’t appear in the mask at all. He’s not there. His head is elsewhere along with the rest of his mind. The only one to have green, is Roxy, which is why it feels separate. Following this logic, it must be because that’s what she sees. That’s who she believes herself to be so that’s what we see. It’s a really cool look into these things, especially with the Sunny, Moon and Eclipse thing going on. A very cool concept.

The Helpi helper is definitely connected to either the Mimic or the Glitchy bunny there’s no way. Every time the fake Gregory said something, the Helpi bot said basically the same thing. They’re related I’m certain. Any normal AI like that would probably not let a child go into the fucking sinkhole. Like, what? Okay?? Helpy is also seen with ice cream in the second ending when you turn left at some point in the final chase. He’s right next to Gregory while Vanessa sits under the tree with a smile, all three with ice cream. Now, I don’t think that’s real, straight up. Either the transferred Freddy into a Helpy bot or that’s some illusion, a glimmer of hope for her friend that she’s shown before her death. Which is honestly awful but hey what can you do. Now.

Roxy being the last node feels so important to me. She was the last security node, she had a sense of self strong enough that she was able to react and interact as herself and not just with pre-recorded lines. Through the mask, where we presumably see Roxy’s perception mixed a little with Cassie’s own, we see how expressive she is, how she still remembers and understands what she looks like and who she is. She still knows and isn’t letting go of it, which makes it all the worse what’s happened to her. But since this is about the security... she was the guard dog. She was the last line of defense. She was the protector of that sinkhole and because of us, she couldn’t do her job to keep us out. That rabbit glitch? It couldn’t escape the servers because she came back online. None of the others were nodes, only her. She was quite literally the Cerberus to the Mimic in hell and that’s cool as fuck for her

And you know what? She protected Cassie as well as she possibly could. She went down into that sinkhole and she took on the Mimic to save Cassie. It took her offline for a while, but she fought it off long enough for Cassie to have made an escape if ‘Gregory’ hadn’t started talking to her. This thing was bigger than her by a good amount and she was beat to shit from a kart crash, a fire, and then being trapped under a forklift for fuck knows how long. She did everything she possibly could have and then after the credits, she is somehow still alive, calling out to Cassie as if she’s just found her again. If we get more DLC, it better be from Roxy’s perspective as she tries to get Cassie to the surface without getting caught by the Mimic, and if it’s not DLC, it’s my new AU. I will save my comparisons to Freddy for another post because believe me I have thoughts on that one.

We learn a lot about Cassie as a person in this honestly. She has the ability to play Chica’s Feeding Frenzy (YES THEY GAVE CHICA HER GAME BACK AND ITS FULLY COMPLETED NOW AND NOT JUST COOL SCRAPPED CONCEPTS AAAAAAAAA) and get Chica’s voicebox back to repair her. She literally goes back to Chica, sticks her hand in her mouth and reinstalls the voicebox for her. Chica is still gone, she wakes up just to say for one final time ‘I smell pizza!’ with her own voice and then she’s gone again. Cassie didn’t have to do that. There’s no benefit to doing that, there’s no ally gained or new tool unlocked, she just does it. The whole reason she’s in the Pizzaplex anyway is to save her friend. She’s a selfless, brave little kid who actually gives a shit and I’m so glad it looks like Roxy gave a shit too because fuck does she deserve that and more. She’s eleven and going through this shit? And she’s still doing the little things to help along the way? Buddy that’s just amazing and I love her for that.

Now the Gator Golf ride... Marketing. This is the cover up. This is what they tell the kids so people don’t ask where Bonnie went. I’m glad it gave Roxy and Monty that cutout of her doing his hair into a mohawk, and I love the idea that it was based off an actual event where Roxy and Bonnie were his helping hands onto the stage. I’m a little mad about this answering one small detail of my timeline but literally throwing the rest out, but if I want Roxy to be the youngest band member I can still do it, just not as easy. Again, what we see on rides and in arcade games is what Fazbear Entertainment are showing us, not necessarily what the animatronics themselves feel. There’s wiggle room here, but I do find it hilarious that it’s now canon Monty has never owned a shirt in his fucking life lmao. I love that we get to see that backstory though, and that we get to see canon Glamrock Bonnie here of all places. More on that in a bit, but it could be really telling about the relationships between everyone if it’s at all based on them which is really nice. Monty also got his golf arcade game! With all the cut content in it now! Which is really neat! I don’t know what happens when you get a hole in one on every hole yet but I’m very curious! Maybe a chance to help him too? We’ll see!

Speaking of Glam Bonnie, HE IS IN THE GAME!! WE SEE HIM!!! HE IS INSIDE OF THE GIANT CHICA BOWLING BALL!! He has two claw marks on his chest that rip into the shell and the rest of the body looks as if it suffered fall damage. More points on why Monty didn’t kill him because he’s nowhere near Gator Golf, only has two claw marks, and is simply not damaged enough to have fought either Monty or Roxy. It was one hit of a ledge of sorts that did it and I don’t think the Gator Golf catwalks would have worked given Monty’s damage. My working theory is Roxy or Freddy given the sets of three clawmarks through the bowling alley, but Chica is not off the table entirely.

And on the topic of previous animatronics, ROXY IS NOT A KNOCKOFF FOXY!!! Unless the Raceway is a rebrand of Foxy’s cowboy themed adventure that never got fully built and switched him over to Kid’s Cove before converting to Roxy, they were always two separate animatronics! He has an unfinished log flume ride in the back of the salon! It’s weird given that it’s Roxy’s attraction, but given that it’s a side attraction for her and Chica and Monty are also fairly relavant to it, I’d say it’s slightly more fair to say this is more of a common ground side attraction than strictly Roxy’s, but with Roxy still as the focus because of the theming. Like where everyone goes to hang out at Roxy’s place sort of thing. But I’m super happy about this, it would be so weird if this all existed and he was turned into Foxy. Don’t get me wrong, I do like the idea of Roxy being a trans femme Foxy, I just want to take her the nonbinary route and project my own stuff onto her, ya know? She’s trans in her own way for me

Now we are missing DJ Music Man which is devastating. I love that guy! He deserves the world! But you know what we did get? Like a HUNDRED MINI MUSIC MEN!! I am THRIVING on this! They’re different from eachother too! Some have rabbit ears, some have top hats, some have points like Sunny, some have whiskers, some have imitation hair... I love them so much you don’t understand. They catch you and they all team up to get you like a colony of ants throwing you off a cliff. I love them. They follow each other single file like a little marching band too it’s so perfect and I love all of them and can’t wait to sit and count how many we were shown because I think there’s at least seventeen of them. I only guessed four of them from the previous game and WOW WAS I WRONG THERE’S SO FUCKING MANY OF THEM OH MY GOD I LOVE ALL OF THEM!! It’s gonna be a headache to work out what to do with all of them but I LOVE THEM AND I’LL GLADLY PUT MYSELF THROUGH IT FOR THEM

And you know what? The Fronnie shippers must be feeling really good with that poster on the wall of Bonnie’s room behind the stage. “You & Me, Forever & Ever! Love, Freddy” like yeah I bet you guys are thriving like I am lmao. I do love that Bonnie had his own dressing room behind the stage. Maybe he was phased out slowly and was downgraded to just his bowling alley or perhaps it’s a fragment of a bygone Pizzaplex from before they had the Glamrock theming? I dunno, but it’s very cool of them! Would have probably been a good idea to put a door on that staircase though...

And now, Eclipse. The fandom did it. They willed it into existence. Eclipse has the voice of a ball of slime and I hate it. I love the concept! Very cool! But also oh god there’s three of them now and the main security breach tags are gonna be flooded I bet. Congrats on your third jester! No one is more dedicated to these twinks as you are you deserve another one!

On another note, it was interesting the implication that Sunny and Moon weren’t always separate and were originally the Eclipse. That’s an interesting move there and also an interesting thing to have Sunny still talk after they’ve been ‘made whole’ again. Surely, if they’ve been made whole, Sunny is now Eclipse and not Sunny? I dunno. I feel like there’s probably some really cool lines in that sing song Moon does about there being no more light and the googly eyes just staring at them. Cause that was interesting to see I like that

I think that covers all the major stuff other than Danny Phantom in a fursuit that shows up with the mask on too long. I dunno, I don’t think that’s the Mimic, I think that’s something else. Maybe Glitchtrap? I’m not sure, but thanks to Roxy still being online it couldn’t seem to escape, despite Gregory saying it had escaped at the end. So now some final tidbits I noticed.

That clip on the cinema screen where Gregory is running away from Vanny outside the Cupcake Factory? Yeah... that’s a dead end. There’s no door over there. They’re running away from the only exit. I’m not exactly sure why that played though? Like. Was it just to signpost us to Chica’s Feeding Frenzy? I dunno, it seemed weird. There was also a lot more emphasis on the Cupcake Factory this time and yet we still didn’t see Chica’s cupcake that I KNOW this version of her had. There was also that scooping room ending with the... I don’t even know? It’s not the mimic it looks completely different, it could be something new we haven’t seen yet or perhaps be more relavant to Candy Cadets (Yeah he returned!) story? I don’t know but it looks like something out of Monsters Inc. It has an L on it’s jacket, or possibly a backwards funky J and there was a note somewhere that said ‘remember Jimmy’. Not Jeremy this time I guess. A little bowling ball was stuck in the wall in Bonnie Bowl and apparently shutting down all of the Wet Floor Bots is really important? I dunno but why would you do that to them :( Also Monty became a Jaws alligator and I fucking love that for him lmao. There was also missing posters for Gregory dotted around in the Salon I think? I don’t remember where. And the other things in that final room with the Mimic in? Weird. Would love to know what that’s about.

One last thing, Gregory at the end says that a friend of his has the maps to the layout. This can either be Vanessa or Freddy. He then says “that thing has been down here for a really long time-”. You know. Down here for a very long time. This is why I think that second ending of them on the hill is either fake, or this is still the Mimic or some other creature talking to Cassie. Why would he say down here if he, the speaker, wasn’t also down there? Was Gregory actually down there? Have he and Vanessa been living down there with decapitated Freddy? Those maps would have come from either Vanessa or Freddy, which means one of them would have had to have been at least complicit in his attempt on Cassie’s life when the lift falls. I don’t know what that’s about, but it’s fucked and I hope Roxy is able to save her from the rubble or get her to the surface where she can be found. If she survived it’ll be a miracle but given how she survived everything else, she just might have.

That’s all I can think of at the moment, I still feel like I’m processing a lot of it, but these are my thoughts thus far. If you made it this far, I’d be really interested to see what other people have to say about this I love it and I love that Freddy is fucking headless with a Nightmare Fredbear stomach with a prize box inside. I think that’s really fun of him. Very fun and it was nice to see all that cut content in the game files wasn’t lost forever. That’s all I got though so I’m gonna. Go dive into the Roxy tags and join in on the rabid screaming over this bye

[spoopy-arcade]

(Sorry in advance - this ask ended up being long. Swap AU my beloved <3)

Swap AU Cassie is SO BABY……. would love more of her and your beautiful human Roxy.

Although - and forgive me if I ramble a bit here - this takes place in a Ruin equivalent time yeah? Wouldn’t Cassie be more banged up? It’d be sad but she probably would be right? :[

It’s okay, I’m sure Roxy could fix her up. She probably does her own car maintenance ‘cause she’s a badass.

Ooh, now I’m also wondering what a base-game Swap would be like…

Lol, it should take place during the day and Freddy’s trying to smuggle Gregory out, and shenanigans ensue! (Possibly Gregory is due to be scrapped, so Freddy wants to keep the clearly sentient, slightly feral-acting child-like robot from that fate. He got emotionally attached <3)

Of course, if Roxy and Freddy are visiting there then there is prolly some attraction attracting lone adult patrons.. idk what that means for changes to the theme of the Megaplex.. But that’s not important right now!

Also, the main obstacle for Freddy would just generally be that he is trying to steal a child-sized robot in broad daylight while the place is possibly open/at least has workers there that he has to dodge. Good luck to the big guy.

Actually, the now-humans could be workers at the Plex. Like say instead of having tons of bots all over, they only had a few (like Cassie, Gregory, and possibly Vanny?) that were designed specifically to seem/be completely harmless, and more childlike. Cassie and Gregory could’ve been made to attend birthday parties (especially of lonely/upset kids), and Vanny could be a playful and friendly older figure who helps lost kids and cheers up anyone who’s feeling down. (I’d probably include Vanessa as a security program assigned to Vanny because. Security guard. Plus we’ve already seen that with Moon.)

In this case Gregory would probably still be messed up and act weird and get retired and shut down to be scrapped for parts, leading to Freddy finding him and rebooting him and then deciding to take him home once he figures out what’s up.

That kinda begs the question of what everyone’s jobs would be in the Plex, ‘cause how would Freddy find Gregory? And why would Cassie and Roxy be close in this version?

Well I have some answers to that!! ….I have no idea what Freddy’s job would be! He has. Very little by way of interesting character traits. Same with Monty. Why are the men so uninteresting in this game. Maybe Freddy’s a manager, since he was the leader of the band? Maybe he was taking inventory when he found Gregory? Idk!

Chica is definitely easier to pick for because she actually has distinct traits, and gets the obvious choice of working in the kitchen/bakery. (On that note, this kind of feels like a lower tech AU with less automated jobs, so managerial work/cooking/other tasks that are automated in SB I’ll give to people lol)

Would it be a dick move to make Monty a janitor? Lmao I swear I don’t hate him but idk what to give him at this point. Night guard? He could be a night guard.

….do I need to assign Bonnie a job? Wouldn’t he technically be dead? (He’s associated with the wet floor bots right? He could be a janitor.)

Who I REALLY have ideas for is everybody’s favorite, Roxy!! Saved her for last cause I knew I’d go on about her. She would totally be the maintenance gal for the race track - keeping the karts in working order, making sure the track is safe to drive on, etc. I imagine she could also do general maintenance, but her main area she works in is the racetrack.

As for how she and Cassie met. Well. Roxy is shown to be a very insecure person in the games. So what if the people she knew were busy and forgot/missed her birthday? And a little bunny, built for accompanying lonely and upset folks on their birthday, sees how upset she is, and overhears Roxy talking to herself and mention her birthday?

Well, I’m just saying, that little bun might just go hunt down a spare small cake from the bakery to put some candles in, and saunter her way into the nearly empty room to place it right in front of her new friend, smile, and say “Happy birthday, Roxy!”

The thems <3 I hope any of this makes sense I am just Thinking About Them…..

OMG THESE ARE SUCH GOOD IDEAS ANON. BIG BRAINED !!! I love the job choices for the gang (Monty being a janitor/nightguard is so funny 😭) and Vanny being along with animatronic Cassie and Gregory is rlly good, it's something I definitely I thought of! (She would be a rabbit ofc)

And that last part IS SO CUUTE !! I need to draw young Roxy with Cassie.....

And to answer your first question: Yes, it takes place in ruin and she would be banged up. But!! I decided not to draw her ruined version because I wanted to show off her design, if that makes sense?? :0 when I do expand on this au, I'll change it in the future which will be PAINFUL :(

Ty for sharing these with me, anon!!

[mittenslikescats]

Major spoilers for fnaf Ruin

Did anyone else here think it was kinda obvious that the ‘Gregory’ asking for help in the sink hole in the Pizzaplex clearly wasn’t Gregory but was actually the Mimic. Like throughout Ruin you’ve just got Gregory whining and complaining being like ‘save me Cassie’ and practically begging for help. That’s already a huge red flag cus we know Gregory from SB. Gregory went around hunting and decommissioning Chica, Roxy and Monty just to get their special parts to upgrade Freddy. 

He was at one point actively hunting the animatronics down and now here ‘he’ is in Ruin whining to Cassie to set him free. If it really was Gregory down there then he’d probably be trying to get up himself and would likely run into Cassie in the Pizzaplex. 

Not to mention the other factors that point towards the fact that Gregory escaped the Pizzaplex. Like we know for a fact that the Princess quest ending is the canon ending to SB and we see that Gregory escapes the Pizzaplex (with Vanessa and the head of Freddy) and when collecting the comic pages the only one that doesn’t have a page is the Princess quest ending. Also the sword used in the Princess quest mini game is shown sticking out of the third Princess Quest arcade game. Like if it doesn’t get any more obvious I don’t know what does. 

To be honest ‘Gregory’ was very out of characters throughout Ruin which for me was a major red flag. Like this kid isn’t a wuss and yet the ‘Gregory’ aka the mimic pretending to be him, in the basement was acting like a huge wuss begging Cassie to ‘save him’. 

I do feel bad for Cassie though she clearly cares a lot about Gregory and the Mimic used that to manipulate her into setting it free. Not cool Mimic dude not cool.

[ryuzakjis]

glamrock bonnie theory!

ok hey fnaf fans! my brains been brewing with a theory about exactly what happened to glamrock bonnie for a while so i wanna share what ive come up with !!

now i know theres a lot of people under the opinion that monty had decommissioned bonnie a short time before the events of security breach, but in my opinion most of the evidence people had pointing towards monty being the perpetrator has been rendered prettyyy baseless after the release of ruin.

so now im beginning to point fingers elsewhere.

specifically, fazbear himself.

OK but just hear me out because i know what ur all thinking !!! but a close relationship has been established between bonnie and freddy in both the base game AND in the ruin dlc !!!!!! how could he possibly become suspect to these claims !! and to THAT i say... Motive.

now by no means am i implying that there was malice behind my theory of events, i know freddy and bonnie were obviously extremely close before his decommissioning (gay robots hehe..) but id like to draw attention to how much emphasis was placed on bonnie and freddy throughout the game! i have a feeling that this was intentional.

one thing that caught my attention in particular was the fact that there are now confirmed to be 2 glamrock freddys.

at first glance, a second freddy seems to make sense considering that in the majority of the base game endings, freddy ditches the plex alongside gregory. of course they would need to use a second freddy after all that happened in security breach! but even so, this is easily disproven by the fact that all of the animatronics remain in the state gregory left them in, implying that fazbears immediately went out of business after the events of the game.

this implies that there must be another reason for the existence of 2 freddys.. now i KNOW this still seems a little skeptical considering that prototypes arent often used in the final product, but at the same time it does seem like the prototype freddy had been used as the main attraction before, a clue towards this being the gift in his stomach hatch. and anyways, would fazbear entertainment really spend all that cash on a whole other model after creating a functional prototype..?

but regardless of whether or not u think that theres another reason behind the existence of 2 freddys, there was clearly some emphasis on fazbear - like the graffiti along the vents, the intentional prototype print on the bottom of his paw, the focus drawn to him and bonnies relationship.. this along with monty's origin story, which seems to subtly shun freddy throughout, gives me the feeling that there must be more to it than what we initially assumed.

now to shift our focus to the possible motives of bonnies decommissioning.. what if he had been the first target of glitchtraps virus? this would make more sense now that glitchtrap is basically confirmed to have been the mimic all along because of COURSE the mimic would have a rabbit bias if its basing its behaviour off of afton!! and now that bonnies body has been found in bonnie bowl, monty being the aggressor seems to be off the table. sure his aggressive nature initially would place him under suspicion, but this flaw isnt any different to chicas food cravings and roxys perfectionism, i dont think his temperament is anything more than just another flaw displayed to show off the ai's sentience. under this premise, i have a slight suspicion that monty was simply used as a sort of red herring to cover up the truth of what happened.

so what actually happened?

what if while spending time with bonnie in the bowling alley one day, freddy was suddenly presented with the impossible task of facing off against the first victim of the virus. while attempting to fight off the unknown virus, maybe bonnie had begged freddy to put a stop to it for his own sake in order to save his best friend from destruction during the small moments of clarity he experienced while fighting for his own autonomy. the amount of damage on bonnie suggests a struggle, so maybe freddy was forced to obey bonnies request when he realised it was too late for him, grabbing a bowling ball and following through as a very last resort. perhaps this is why a second freddy had to be built, what if the aftermath of losing his best friend by his own hands, as well as the damage he wouldve sustained in the struggle, rendered freddy beyond repair.

BUT of course this is just speculation based off of the hints given to us, so if anyone has any criticism feel free to share! and even if this ends up being disproven, its at least an angsty headcanon i quite enjoy..

[weirdmorefics]

Dear creator of amazing fiction,

I wish to make a request where we a non binary reader who is mute interact with the Bridgerton siblings where they always have paper and a quil on hand for reader. The reader gets distracted by bunnies when on a outing through town the reader gets lost in town and almost gets kidnapped but the older siblings save them before any real damage could be done. Manly fluff with sibling comfort.

Sincerest thanks to the creator of fiction

Have a lovely day :3

A/N- Thank you for this request it made me super happy. I can't believe people think I make amazing fanfiction. Teachers always thought I was a terrible writer. I never thought there would be a day anyone liked my writing so it really means a lot to me!

How Could They Resist

x Bridgerton!Sibling

Warnings- Almost Kidnapping

Pronouns- They/Them

Word Count- 917

Summary- You are the youngest Bridgerton and are mute. One morning the family is promenading and you can’t help but get distracted by a bunny hidden in a bush and get lost until your big brother Anthony comes to the rescue.

“Mama please you must let me visit Penelope! It is urgent,” Eloise begs Mama.

“If this is about Lady Whistledown I have heard enough!” Mama says in her stern voice. “You have to be here to support your sister”

“Yes. Yes. The diamond of the season,” Eloise bickers with Mama as usual.

Benedict laughs at the usual show while Gregory is teasing Hyacinth about something. My eyes start to drift away from our family to a rustling in the bushes a small ways away from our path. I step a little closer to the bush and see white fluffy ears peek out of the bush. They were so fluffy I thought I may die! I have to see the rest of that bunny now! I waddle away from my family towards the bush and stick my head in. Not only was there one bunny it was a whole family with so many babies. I could not believe it they were just to cute! I think I may cry! I quickly turn around to show my family but they were gone.

I run to where my family was and look around but I don’t see them anywhere. Nervous tears prick my eyes I’m not sure what to do it’s not like I can scream for help or anything. I rub my eyes to get blur from tears to go away and I take a deep breath. I wipe my hands on my clothes I can do this I can find my family on my own. I will brave like Benedict, responsible like Anthony, and strong like Eloise. I can definitely do this!

I follow the path we were walking so maybe I could catch up to them. I followed the path all the way into town and still did not see them. How on earth did they walk so fast! It’s not fair my legs are to tiny! Now that I think about what if they took the carriage! I am going to be lost forever. Tears start to prick my eyes again. 

A tall man approaches me “Hey there little kid why are you all by your lonesome?”

I stare at the man his tone is strange and I don’t like the way he is looking at me. I go to back away from him and bump into someone else. I quickly turn around to face the person and it’s another stranger.

He looks upset with the other guy “Don’t talk to them just grab the kid and go.”

My eyes widen at that statement I try to look for an exit but both of the men are blocking me from running. I feel like my heart is going to bust out of my chest. At least I got to see those cute bunnies before I get kidnapped. One the guys grabs my arm and I shut my eyes as tight as I can. The arm is quickly ripped from my arm but I don’t dare to look. 

“Excuse me gentleman what are you doing picking on a small child?” My eyes open instantly because I recognized the voice, it’s Anthony!

The men stumble over their words and one defends themselves “Their my younger sibling! We tease each other all the time they are such a brat.” 

“Oh that is very strange because that's actually my sibling,” Anthony grabs the man by his shirt. I have never seen Anthony this angry I swear his face is turning red. “Now that is something really peculiar to lie about. Isn’t it BENEDICT! “ He shouts Benedict's name and Benedict, Colin, and Simon appear.

Benedict makes a fist and pounds it into his own hand. Next thing I know one of the guys is fleeing but the other one is still stuck in Anthony’s grasp and he looks petrified. “Please let me go she looked lost I was trying to help,” he blubbers.

“Yes, and that’s why your friend ran away like a scared little cat,” Simon announces from behind Anthony.

“I’m I’m sorry please just let me go!” He begs to my brother.

“hmm, like you were going to let my sister go?” Anthony says tilting his head.

“I’ll never do it again,” he whimpers.

“Oh so this is a hobby of yours?” Benedict chimes in.

The guy frantically waves his hands in denial and Anthony drops him to the ground and kicks him in the gut. “You are lucky my siblings are here or else I would have killed you. I think Lady Whistledown ruining your life will be enough though no chance of your filth procreating.” He snaps and spits on the man clutching his stomach.

Anthony picks me up “Now let’s get you home Y/N you gave us one hell of fright.Don’t ever run off like that again.” He says the last part sternly but kisses the top of my head

I pull my paper scraps out that I had and use my quil to draw a quick picture of a bunny.

“Oh that’s why ran off to see bunnies? They are not my favorite animal big rats they are. Horses on the other hand.” Anthony shakes his head

Benedict shakes his head “You are so wrong! Bunnies are adorable and make great drawing subjects. How could anyone resist bunnies!”

I nod my head vigorously in agreement and smile. I am really glad my family found me they are the best protectors you could ask for or not ask for in Daphne’s case. I love them! 

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[puhpandas]

begging steel wool to cook insanely with Gregory and Cassies plot in their future releases like. even without ggy Gregory feeling guilty and knowing firsthand (from vanessa) how awful of a fate that is and working so hard to try to save cassie all while vanny and mimic have convinced her that Gregory is the enemy. if they show us this stuff on screen itll be so unbelievably bomb.

and ggy would be suucchh a bonus too, and not just because I'm biased. it would add so much to cassie getting vanny'd because Gregory failed to get in contact with her in time to stop her from getting trapped down there and she met the same fate Gregory did. gregory would know from his own experience how hellish being mind controlled is and just when he thought he was free his best friend gets possessed the same way he did

if they have a 'happy' ending (like how 3 star fam survived and are free but also. living with everything that happened is awful) thatll be so awesome.... like would their relationship be salvageable would they be way closer would cassie drop all resentment or even after learning Gregory did none of it on purpose she cant be around him anymore? is her dad dead would she live with 3 star fam afterwards?

[orionsangel86]

How do you think the story would have differed if someone has rescued Morpheus after he had spent all of those 100 years there? Both cases : someone mistakenly stumbled upon there, thought he was a human and set him free .

Someone specially came to save him: perhaps a magic user who had a loved one in sleeping sickness and figured it out or someone being disturbed by Corinthian or someone for any selfish reason

I love this question nonny because it is something I have been considering for a while. There are so many "Hob rescues Dream from the fishbowl" fics in Dreamling fandom and I think the majority at least assume that Dream once rescued will be just like he is in the show once he escapes - already changed, more considerate, more forgiving, willing to listen, etc, etc.

But I think had he been rescued far sooner, before the Dreaming crumbled and decayed, he would not have been so humbled by that very thing taking place. Even if being rescued rather than saving himself would have harmed his pride.

But to have him be rescued instead of escaping after the full hundred years? Say for instance, Alex Burgess had died naturally of old age, and Paul, in his fear, had simply abandoned Dream in the manor, dismissed the guards and staff and left the place to decay around Dream, still stuck, but this time with absolutely no way of escaping and no one to reach out to. In this scenario Dream is in a far worse situation, and now he has nothing to dwell on but how his pride has left him stuck, because at least while Alex and Paul were still there he always had the option to give them what they asked for and therefore he had at least the illusion that he was still in control of his situation.

I think if someone had rescued him after that point he would be far more grateful than perhaps he would have shown to anyone rescuing him after say 10, 20, or even 50 years. To be rescued at a point in time when Dream actually finally felt completely helpless without any control over his situation would probably have accelerated his change even further. Not only is he humbled by the decayed dreaming, but in this situation he was completely reliant on the kindness of human strangers to free him, proving to him that not everyone was like Roderick and Alex Burgess far sooner.

Also, I was thinking about the comics again and trying to think of any point in the comics when Dream has been rescued, protected, saved, or taken care of by anyone else at all, and I am coming up with very few examples. Even Hob's "coming to his defence" is a pure show creation and did not happen in the comics.

We have the situation where Gregory found Dream in the soft places and brought him to Cain and Abel after he first escaped, and he remained there while he recovered at the very start of the comic - but that wasn't really a rescue, and Cain and Abel hardly took care of him.

Nuala tried to help him in The Kindly Ones, with the best intentions. But her help actually only made things worse.

Destiny saved him from the Black Hole in Overture - but not for the sake of saving him, but to scold him, and Dream wasn't exactly happy to be saved either.

The only real situation where Dream was ever actually rescued was back when the Dreaming was taken over by those primordial creatures. Dream begged his family to help him but they all refused, and only Desire partially helped by sending him Alianora. Alianora saved him, and together they took back the Dreaming. We know very little about how Dream responded to that rescue in the comics. We know that they were together "for a goodly while" but Dream never wanted a lover at that point, and his relationship with Alianora was forced, and so turned stale. He became cold and pushed her away, but he still respected her enough to build her an entire land to rule over, where she would never have to see or think of him. He kept her safe and protected rather than throwing her out of the Dreaming. The show takes this further by having Dream carve their story into the gates of the Dreaming - immortalising Alianora in a place of honour in my opinion. Whatever you may believe about Dream's treatment of his lovers, he clearly respected her and was extremely grateful for her saving him.

My point is that the last time Dream had anyone come to his defence and rescue him was hundreds of thousands of years ago. If he was rescued again, after a point at which he had time to realise his pride had further ruined him, and the dreaming had decayed and been destroyed by his stubborness, I think you could end up with a very grateful dream lord and a very big boon owed to you, and I think that it would be a lesson for Dream to learn to put some faith into others where he otherwise hasn't before. Basically had he been rescued after that 100 years, there is every chance that it could have changed the trajectory of the later stories, and encouraged Dream to actually reach out and ask for help during the Kindly Ones, which possibly puts him onto a different path - one in which his life is saved rather than ended.