#hc; || sparky;

[llimerrence]

im thinking about how Sidney in her movie verse, really is just some girl huh

like, she went to school with Vanessa, Cassidy, and the other ghost kids. They were in the same class. They ate at her family restaurant. Sidney had sleepovers and playdates with them.

Sidney sat in Freddy's, three feet away from the dead bodies, eating a slice of pizza and laughing.

Sidney hugged Bonnie, got something sticky and brownish on her hand, and Mr.Afton used a cloth to wipe it off. She was too young to understand that it wasn't just oil like he said.

Sidney grew up alongside the horrors without ever knowing it. Mr. Afton patted her head and told her to 'hurry along' with the others. She thought he was a kind old man.

The only reason Sidney wasn't killed was because of the way she idolized Afton to his face, and then he was caught before he could move onto her.

Then, she grew up, started putting pieces together, and took a sidejob 'fixing' the place up. Some part of her knew, she shouldn't. That she shouldn't ever walk back into that building, but she did. Because as horrible as Afton was, it was her childhood. If someone was going to destroy it? Sidney wanted to do so with her own two hands.

[bunnieswithknives]

Could you explain changelings? I'm curious it sounds like interesting lore for fop

Changelings are the outdated practice of leaving a fairy baby to be raised by (usually) a human. This can take many forms such as Replacement: where a child is taken and replaced, Mimicry: where the original child remains and the fairy child is to be raised like a twin, and Gifting, where a fairy child is given to someone who doesn't have kid but often wants one, sometimes as part of a more elaborate deal.

Fairies evolved as a type of Aggressive Mimic, specifically they are very good Brood Parasites. The fairy child would be put under a specialized charm to suppress their magic and make them look like an exact copy of the child they were replacing. Most changeling children wouldn't even know that they were changelings until their teen years, at which point they start molting and presenting classic fairy bug features (pasta puberty is not real to me I am closing my eyes I do not see it). Their magic would start returning to them too, and through a mix of magic and deeply ingrained instincts they would find their way back to Fairy World.

Over time though many fairies started to agree that this was an extremely unethical practice which led to a catastrophe of them trying to raise their own children. Since their lifespans were so long and their population was fine they eventually decided to put a temporary ban on having children as they figured out more ethical and practical solutions. This ban did not end up being temporary. By the time Peri was born basically all the knowledge related to raising fairy children was lost and forgotten.

Bonus some peri for lifecycle reference. Unfortunately the Glimmer spell has been mostly lost to time so no Glimmer for him!

Bonus info: Dog fairies/other animal fairies are not a separate species from normal fairies they're just changelings/the decedents of changelings that were raised by animals

[junkyarddawgz]

I really wish we got more of Stan and Sparky in the actual show- I mean it just makes sense, yet we don't even see him in background. I need a Charlie Brown-Snoopy dynamic from them and I need it now.

[spyrkle4]

Happy pride! I drew the mcsm gang to celebrate!

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

Aurelio and his special little lady✨💖

[fnafsbheadcanon]

Apparently foxes are trying to self domesticate themselves because they see dogs and what they have and want that.

Foxy: Sparky! Teach me how to be a good boy!

Sparky: Foxy. Get out of my restaurant.

Foxy: I want to be petted

Sparky: GET OUT

[nightfall-cat]

I havent watched season 9 of fop and idc to but yellow dog

Also bonus, me redesininh them to fit in the shows style more then the og design. Also its kinda inspired by some beta design of her so thats why theres some minor changes

!!! DNI with this post if u suport Butch Hartmans actions and/or belives !!!

Also pls dont repost the art at all!!!

[neko-machine]

i saw this post again and it made me Remember

i remember one time [i think in that one server i was in back in 2022] i saw a headcanon where jj stimmed by making guitar sounds and I Agree

[beax-xp]

Day 4 of Stan Marsh week on Twitter :D

Prompt: Sparky!

[moony-ghoul]

ant sparks when they get excited they start to vibrate and little electric shocks spark off of them

[smol-stardust]

how many hrs of screentime do u think gojo sensei has?

I think he has more hours of screen time that there are hours in a day. And he probably spends a lot of those hours playing games or watching digimon

… and ofc spamming everyone with way too many memes

[llimerrence]

One of the things i love about sparky is that she is still merged with the fazbear entertainment AIs

Meaning that lowkey, She has a massive and invasive database and has easily figured out who each of the humans in the circus likely are.

She knows their names, their faces, their addresses, where their bodies are, and she could rather....easily take over a robotic material to ...fulfill the urge that rests just under her programming.

But! The circus is more fun with all the people in it. And so far, only Caine has managed to cause Sparky to glitch. He's safe but only due to Sparky's need for childlike entertainment. If she discovers that she could overtake Caine's spot, and Caine does not appeal to the remaining parts of her humanity, then....

But, so far, the Circus is like a giant arcade that keeps her attention away from the glitch in her code.

[redriotkiri]

Some fantasy au headcanons for Kaminari because I realized I haven’t written any yet:

He’s half-fae and has no idea he’s anything but human.

Telling him your name will give him some measure of power over you, but he dos not know what it is or what that means and wouldn’t know what to do with that power even if he did.

Making any kind of deal with him, however casual, will create a binding magical contract. He also has no idea how this particular rule works or that it exists, only that he feels uncomfortable if one of these deals is broken and he himself is compelled to uphold his end no matter what.

Similarly, if someone does him a favor, he will remember and feel compelled to return said until he is able to do something in kind.

His mother is a fae of the Summer Court with storm magic which Denki inherited.

He can summon lightning and has some degree of control over it, but he does not know where his magic comes from.

The people of his little village don’t know he isn’t human, but they have avoided him most of his life due to the strange magic and unexplained phenomena that have happened around him since childhood.

He’s grown up lonely and pretty isolated, but despite this, he’s very friendly and very open to meeting new people and making friends.

[ryttu3k]

Also in Adventure of Link! It's a side-scroller, so whether Link is right- or left-handed depends on what direction he's facing, since they just flipped the sprite too, in a sort of predecessor to Twilight Princess.

On the other hand, flipping the entire world just so right-handed Wii players have an easier time is objectively the funniest solution to Link's handedness.

Probably my favorite legend of Zelda fact is that Link was left handed until twilight princess when it released on both wii and GameCube and on wii it had motion controls. And since 90% of the population is right handed they just kinda… flipped the game. So if you play Twilight Princess on GameCube Link is left handed and if you play it on wii he’s right handed. Skyward sword was made for motion control combat and evidently they didn’t wanna spend the development time making a left handed mode so Link has been right handed ever since.

[spyrkle4]

lil drawing I did of the team I used in PMD: Explorers of Darkness

Team Relic!

Player was Bulbasaur and Partner was Chimchar btw, (and extra teammates were Dratini and Shinx) this was the duo that let me beat the post-game boss for the first time in... ever (srsly it was my first time)

[coupleoffanfics]

teehee I have a small thought (batfam related, yk that one where y/n gets killed)

imagine if y/n was brought back by the pit, but instead of being a "shell" in that hc u made, she becomes completely stoic, like just blurts out what she was feeling back when she was neglected with the most blank expression ever, I imagine it being more focused on bruce and Damian since yk..bruce was the shittiest parent ever, and Damian with his sparky ass insults.

You…God, damnit Anon. You summoned me and I suddenly have the motivation to write after reading your two requests.

I don't know if you wanted a one-shot or HC. So I just went with a HC because it's much easier to push out. Though if you want me to make a one-shot feel free to ask. I'll take 7 years to write it. Though at the end I did sort of a one-shot.

Damian should have known something was wrong when y/n didn't start thrashing around and attacking anything that moved after crawling out of the pit. She just stared at her hands, clenching them into firsts and then unclenching them slowly.

Maybe Damian was too relieved to see y/n breathing and moving to really care. Maybe he thought that she was just in shock. Coming back to life isn't always expected and it can take a real toll on someone.

Not to mention that y/n was, compared to her brothers, far weaker. Not just physically, but mentally as well. So it's not surprising that she was so docile, right? It's only a matter of time before that effect wears off and she'll be normal. Or something close to normal.

Okay, maybe deep down Damian knew that there was a chance that he wasn't getting y/n back. Everyone knew that there was no getting her back, but he was willing to take the risk. He came this far and it didn't take long for Bruce to pick up on what his youngest was doing.

Damian has his big sister back and he's not going to let her go again. It's only a matter of hours before Bruce comes breaking down the door to drag them back to Gotham. So Damian took the time to clean up y/n.

She was still in her funeral clothes for goodness sake. She reeked of death, but that didn't stop the boy from hugging her tightly.

While getting cleaned up, she doesn't say a thing. Or even make a lot of noise. It was almost like she was still dead.

By the time Bruce gets there, he's not surprised by Damian's actions. He thought of doing the same thing, but he couldn't bring himself to do such a thing. He couldn't disrespect her life by bringing her back. How could he dare think of that when she looked so at peace when she died.

He remembers how her body was tense before it became horrifyingly relaxed. There was a fear of death in those [eye color] eyes, he knows because he saw it. But it was so quick and fleeting that he could have missed it if he wasn't so close.

In a twisted way he wished y/n had clung on to him just like she did when she was a wide eyed little girl and cried. Cry that she didn't want to die. Cry that it was too early to leave now. Cry that she didn't want to leave them.

But all she did was give a crooked smile and mumble to herself as blood dribbled down her chin. She spoke incoherent things to herself. A name or two slipped from her cold lips, but they weren't ones of her family. From what he gathered it was just a close friend and her significant other's name. She died thinking of those who cared and loved her back. Not of the family that she couldn't stand to be around.

Even when her own adopted father held her dying from close, they were far from her line of thought.

So seeing y/n alive was gut reaching for Bruce. There was no pain, anger, sadness, or joy on her face. She was just there. Staring at him with an uncomfortable indifference.

Damian was ready to start a fight with Bruce. Not a physical one, but he would cross that line if he needed to. He was ready to defend himself in what he thought was best for y/n. Yet Bruce lets out a quiet sigh and tells that it's time to come home. How anticlimactic.

The plane ride back to Gotham is long and quiet. It also felt cramped by how close Damian was to y/n and unwilling to give her too much space.

By the time they made it back to the manor, everyone was caught up to date. The development is surprising to some while others not so much.

Everyone is in the bat cave. Gathered around to see y/n back from the dead. The silence is deafening as they wait for something. Just something from her, but she walked past them all. Out of the cave and to where her room was. Nothing was out of place in her room, though it was mostly empty after she had moved out a few years ago. She laid on her bed and slept as if nothing was amiss.

That's where the family infighting starts. Question of was this the right thing. What are going to do now? Why the hell did you think this was a good idea? There's going to be a lot of hash words being shared, but at the end of the day what was done was done and they had y/n back. They weren't going to mess up the second time.

Did they really get a second chance because it didn't feel like it. A week would pass and y/n has yet to come out of her room. She's alive and breathing because the trays of food left outside her door are always empty.

The camera's installed while she slept showed that she was doing nothing. All she did was lay in bed. She'd get up to use her private bathroom, but other than that there wasn't much. She was rotting away alone in her room.

This rang familiar bells in Alfred, Bruce, and Tim's head. y/n wasn't prone to long depressive episodes, so this could be something similar. The lack of socializing and excessive oversleeping was typically a big red sign for them to do something. In the past they would not force, but push her into doing social things or at least being out of her room.

They could approach this situation the same way, but they'd have to be extra careful. This was a unique and tricky situation to be in. It was also odd if not worrying that she hasn't succumbed to lazarus fever.

They could try to bribe y/n out of her room with activities that have to do with her old hobbies.

"Alfred is baking today, he said might need some help."

"I just stole the keys to the batmobile, you wanna take it for a ride?"

"Hey, do you want to…um, play a video game with me. I remember we used to play Hellflight Deadcraze a lot. They came out with the 3rd game. I just bought it today, so...Yeah."

Though the likelihood of that working is low. If they're really desperate to interact with her, they might as well just bust down her door.

At some point all the poking and prodding is going to irritate y/n. Whoever popped her bubble is going to be on the receiving end of pent up emotions.

I don't believe y/n would ever intentionally say how much the family's treatment harmed her. Again it would bubble up and fester for a while before she explodes. The thing about y/n is that she has an inferiority complex. In her life she aimed to please and help.

She understands that Gotham is dangerous. A lot of people need help and she couldn't bring herself to pull them away from their job. To her it would be like pulling a fireman away from a fire to chat as people burned alive. Even if the fire was out the fireman would be tired and need to rest, so she couldn't just pull them wherever she wanted to go. She shouldn't pester them.

In y/n's eyes, she was never worthy of being a hero because she wasn't good enough. She was never worthy of being with the family because she wasn't helping enough. She should do this to prove her worth. She's not worthless because she can do this for you and this as well!

She embodies inferiority and self-loathing. Someone that feels insignificant and has the strong urge to do more. She has- or had in this situation, hope. Hope that she'll be worthy of love. Love, affection, praise is what drives her and will seek it out if she's desperate. If she does ask or seek it out she'll be feeling guilty since she didn't really do anything to get it. In her mind she was being greedy and she couldn't help herself.

Bonus

"Just stop. Leave me alone." Her voice was almost pleading as she gripped the wrapped gift box. The gift was a symbol of peace, almost a treaty. That's all it was supposed to be, but she acts as if she had been spat in the eye.

Seeing that Bruce wasn't listening to her, she dug her nails into the gift. Almost tearing into the [favorite color] wrapped paper. He stood before her like an unmoving entity. The longer he stood by the more she wanted to snap into herself. She didn't want to slowly curl into a ball. She wanted to snap herself together with a violent and almost sickening crack. This just wasn't fair.

Clenching her jaw, her voice became much colder. It wasn't as cold as the middle of winter, yet it still had a chill to it.

"I thought you'd get it that I didn't want this. I shut you out, but you- all of you just keep buzzing. None of you are getting the hint. You just keep coming back louder than before. Why can't you let me be alone? Why can't you act overworked and tired? Why can't you just leave things the way they were?"

Bruce was conflicted upon hearing her say that and would try to claim that everything is going to come around. Everything always comes around in the end and this wouldn't be any different. They are going to get through this as a family.

y/n's frown would deepen and her eyes would furrow at his attempt at comfort. She looks as if she just ate something that was expired, leaving her mouth with nothing but a nasty sour taste.

"Because we're family." She whispered to herself before almost grimacing at the words. Her voice became sharp and cold as a blade, "I don't understand why you'd suggest that I was still a part of the family. I don't think I've been family for a good while now."

She clicked her tongue as she dropped the gift box while looking Bruce in the eyes. "Come on, you can't say you cared about me after I stopped being useful. When did you realize that I wasn't anything special? Was it when I kept crying about punching villains or when I was too slow to teach."

Seeing the conflicted look in his blue eyes confused her. Why would the truth conflict someone unless it was pity. Even after all this she's just a pitiful little crybaby to him. One good hit and she's out wailing on the floor for someone to kiss her boo-boo away.

Somehow this hurt her. Her pounding heart felt like it was twisting on itself. She wanted to cry and laugh at how she thought things couldn't get any worse. Then somehow it did. The universe, the world, the Wayne had proved her wrong yet again. It was as funny as it was sad.

She could have broken down there, but she needed to hear it. She had to hear the truth, so she kept twisting her heart with her own hands. It didn't matter how much it hurt.

"Or maybe you were in denial? You had wasted a lot of time and resources on a dud. Then Damian threw cold water on you and left you shivering, right? I'm just leeching off of you and the others. Then…Then you choose them over me. I was an afterthought, or is that being too generous? Did I ever circulate in your mind before this?"

Her voice was becoming shrill and gruff like she was on the verge of tears. "When did you realize that I was dead weight, Batman? Did I make Bruce Wayne look more caring to the people when I talk about how much I love my family? Did my life serve any use or was I always just a speck of dirt on your shoes?"

Those words were far from the truth, yet with how she spoke Bruce knew that she believed in all that she was saying. Each and every word was true to her. Honestly he didn't know what to say. This was all too much. Having to hear your own child degrade themselves with such honesty was heartbreaking.

Taking his silence as a sort of confirmation, y/n ordered him to leave and of course he did. He'd fix this somehow. He just needed time. They needed time.

I cut off the ending because I didn't want to write too much. Anyway I hope you enjoyed it. I haven't proofread this, Google Doc says there aren't any errors (probably a lie), and it's 3 in the morning. Goodnight.