#i love them they have given me so much happy brain juice

[honkshoo-zzz]

@quazies AAHUAUAUAUUASYGDHAGGAHDHSJDFJSKXJSKRJENEFJKSXJJEKSKDBRJRODSKBDSKDLDMS

TY QUAZIES FOR THIS BLESSING UPON MY HOME I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HE WILL BE TREASURED FOREVER

[leconcombrerit]

This thing had been rotting in my files for a year (minus three weeks but that's basically a year). It was a redraw of one of my first ever pieces for this fandom, and I still find it quite okay if a little stiff in places, so I thought I might as well share it since I don't draw that much anymore.

And then I had second thoughts, which obviously led to me posting it anyway, as you can see, but I realized I've almost made it a point not to draw anything related to Sasi anymore. As in at all. I can't, and I don't want to, and even sharing old art feels a bit 'meh'. It's too directly linked to my long going art block.

What I mean by that is that if I took all the followers I have out there and asked them what they know me or initially followed me for, you might have a fair amount of Lis 2 and the occasional Desert Bluffs afficionados, but you'd get an overwhelming majority of Sanders Sides. Sanders Sides fashion posts even. I was by no means famous for it or anything, but at my small artist scale, it was the biggest success I had.

And it makes it much harder to go back to it at all now. One, because I don't give a damn about the show anymore. Two, because I haven't been properly obsessing over anything in a while (there was a series early this year but given the actual emotional distress I get thinking about it I'm ruling it out). I haven't had real engagement from my own brain, nor real engagement from a broad audience -which makes sense, I'm not posting for anything that will reach a broad audience. But it takes its toll regardless.

Even when I finally finished writing a long fic, I couldn't help but feel 'all this for what ? Ten people or so and two hundreds have dropped it ?'. Which is a bad way to think about stuff you write for your own enjoyment but, you know, the brain gets happy with external validation even if you pretend really hard you don't care.

And so it feels tempting to go back to the golden goose just the time to get the creative juice pumping back, and I try, and I always end up frustrated and angry and feeling even less like making art that before. I'm not having fun with Sasi. Like an old friend you have nothing to say to and yet you have so much to say otherwise, so you get a bit frustrated, you know ? Not sure I'm making much sense, but that's how it feels. I want to have something like that again, but it won't be with Sanders Sides, and I somehow just want if off my radar.

It was left hanging, then lost its spark, and then I stopped caring altogether and I most likely won't even watch the finale when it does come out. I'm over it. I wish I wasn't though, because it does feel like the artistic spark won't come back all on its own this time, and the buzzing community made it so much easier to bounce back and do shit when your brain got wired all wrong.

It sounds like I'm just bawling after love and likes and stuff, and I guess that's part of it, in a way ? Like I'm in no place to do things for myself, and seeing the one thing I used to use to get back in the flow giving me a bored sense of dread doesn't feel too great.

Yet this drawing is still good ! I find it good ! I don't remember everything, but I can tell from the looks of it that I spent a while on it ! It's nice ! I should celebrate that. So I'm sharing it. I think it will be the last piece of Sasi I ever share, though. I'm not watching the finale when it comes out. I don't care about it. I'll just keep doodling my OCs and characters from cool books every once in a while. I'll write little things.

I just really, really need to stop trying to go back to it when it's clearly not working and not even for good reasons. It was a fun ride though ! So yeah. Basically. A whole ass rant for a one year old piece of art. I'm in my bi-annual depresso mood, nothing too surprising there.

[maniacwatchestheworld]

Another DPxDC story idea/prompt sorta thing (#3)

I don't know that all you all DPxDC peeps fully realize what you've done with deciding to make ectoplasm basically the same material what's in Ra's Al Ghul's Lazarus Pits... Because basically, what you've all done is turn the Lazarus waters from a resource that is INCREDIBLY rare and limited, that a singular man controls and keeps a secret from the rest of the world, and made it accessible to anyone with the gumption and ability to attack and hunt ghosts. In other words... You've all made a CURE for ANY and ALL terminal conditions readily accessable via harassing any ghost and have therefore given everyone a very justifiable motivation to hunt ghosts and juice them for as much ectoplasm as possible!

Let me say it again. Lazarus Water is a cure for ANY terminal issue! Terminal brain cancer? Cured! Got shot and are bleeding out? Cured! Did a backflip off of a cliff and landed on your neck? There's no cure for stupid, but that whole dying thing can be CURED! And only at the cost of temporary insanity! (Or sanity if you were already insane. :p ) As long as you are about to die or were brought in just after dying, you can be cured of whatever would have killed you!

Of course Ra's would want to control this resource as much as possible once these properties are discovered, as I've discussed before. But after Ra's has been dealt with... Wouldn't it be quite callous and cruel to keep this a secret...? If you harvested a bit of ectoplasm from some ghosts... No child would ever have to die of a terminal illness ever again... Babies born in precarious situations could be healed with very little risk. Loving parents would never have to worry about dying and leaving their children behind with no one to care for them... Certainly Batman could not allow such injustices to continue when there could be such an easily replicable cure!

So here's a thought... After Ra's Great Ghost Juicening (tm), Jack and Maddie start an ethical ghost catch and release program. They capture invasive ghosts that are living in the human realm, capture, and release them back into the Ghost Zone, but before releasing them back into the ghost zone, they are given a health check-up, and are given the option of donating ectoplasm for terminally ill humans! (It would basically be the ghost equivalent of donating blood.) Maddie and Jack are more than happy to give the ghosts passing through fair compensation, of course! But since money largely doesn't mean anything to ghosts, it would have to come in the form of like... Objects they like or tasks that they want done for them. So Jack and Maddie might give the Box Ghost a palette of unbuilt boxes! Or they might give Technus whatever old technology is sitting around the house that isn't being used! Danny can be rewarded for donating with his favorite meal. If Vlad is behaving and donating, they can reward him with kisses.

[emtb319]

For @tracybirds Happy Thunderpride!

--

‘Is it done John?’  Virgil didn’t regret making the call.  It was this or a bigger headache with a lot more paperwork.

‘In about 30 seconds.  I’m sure the entire island will hear it, just waiting for Alan to finish turnover.  It’s the last thing I’ll do before I take off for home.’  John was double checking everything for his return trip home.  

‘Ok, we’re ready down here.  Who has the password?’

‘Gordon.  As much as I love you Virgil, if he pushes you enough, you'll cave.  On the other hand, Gordon will write it on a piece of paper, stick it to a fishing pole, and wave it in front of his face, just out of his reach.’  Virgil chuckled.

‘No offense taken John.  I was just wondering who had it, just in case.  I actually thought you’d given it to Penny or Tin.’

‘I considered them, but they’re both off island.  Better to have it more local.’

‘Agreed, ready?’  John finished up the last few things and settled into the pilot’s seat.  

‘Flipping now.’  Within seconds, Scott saw a message take over his screens.  The groan could be heard all the way in England.

‘You’d better leave 5 now John, before he tries to convince someone to call you.’

‘FAB.  I’ll see you all soon.’  Scott walked into the room, just as John cut the link.

‘Virgil,’ Scott started, ‘really?’  

‘Yes Scott, really.’  Scott rolled his eyes and was about to speak when Virgil cut him off.  ‘In all fairness big brother, you were warned.  You need rest and a break.  Your injury will never heal properly if you don’t.’  Scott opened his mouth to protest, and Virgil cut him off again.  ‘Don’t even try it.  We’re all paramedics, but I’m the family medic.  You may be able to fool the others, but not me.  You have 2 options right now, take this break, and I’ll keep my mouth shut about your ribs, or you can keep going on like an idiot, and I’ll turn this into medical downtime.  What would you rather?’

‘You don’t play fair.’

‘No I don’t.  What’s your choice?’

‘Ok, ok, you win.  Regular downtime.  You really don’t play fair.’

‘Noted.  Now, John will be some soon enough.  He’s going to do the supply run with me and Gordon.  Don’t forget to add what you need to the list please.’

‘Already done.’

‘Ok, now scoot.  It’ll be lunch time in a little bit, why don’t you take advantage of this nice weather and eat on the beach.’  

–

‘How’d it go Virg?’

‘Better than I thought Gords.  Honestly though, I was expecting more of an argument.  Just let me know if he tries to break into the system or bother you for the password.’

‘Well, you did pull the John card.  You never do that.’  A bunch of noise from the kitchen caught their attention.  ‘What is he doing?’

‘I mentioned maybe enjoying lunch down on the beach today to relax.’  Virgil took a good look at the mess in the kitchen and the basket being packed.  ‘Just how much food is he packing?’

‘Finally.’

‘Finally what Gordon?’

‘He’s finally taking the first step.  It’s about time too.’  Virgil pinched his nose and groaned.

‘Gordon, not enough coffee yet this morning.  Take a step back and try again please.’

‘Scott’s smitten and has been for a while now, but he’s never done anything about it.  Didn’t you hear what he was saying?’

‘His mumbles?  Yea, I heard him mumbling, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying.’

‘I heard enough.  He was trying to remember if Brains liked lemonade or grape juice more.’

‘Ahh…so finally.’

‘Yup, finally.’

‘Ok, let’s let him be and get ready for our supply run.  Once John lands, we’ll head out.  I was thinking…pizza night tonight.’

‘Oooooo, and a movie?  I’m sure Alan can beam in later.  I'm pretty sure Kyrano sent him up with his favorite pizza.’  Gordon started bouncing.  He always loved their movie and pizza nights.  ‘Can I have pineapple?’

‘Gordon relax.  Yes we can do movie night, and I’ll never understand how you and TinTin can eat pineapple on pizza.’

‘Don’t knock it Virg.’

‘I’ll knock it all I want.  It’s just not right.’  Gordon started to pout.

‘You’ve hurt my feelings big brother,’ he said, laying it on thick.

‘I’m sure.  1 pizza…only 1, for you two to share.  What movie are you thinking?’

‘Hmmm, how about Top Gun?  Scott and Alan both really like that one.’

‘Sure.  Now go shower.  John will be landing soon.’

–

Scott watched his younger brothers take off for the supply run.  It was rare that John wanted to join in on it, but Scott was pleased to see him branching out a little bit.

‘Gordon remember, only 1 pineapple pizza.  That’ll be plenty for the two of you.  The rest of us would appreciate our favorites too, you know.’

‘I know Scott.  Virgil told me, John reminded me, and now you too.  I promise to bring home lots of pizza for our movie night tonight.  All different varieties…something for everyone.’  Scott smiled.

‘We’ll see you all later.  I already called in the order for pick up in a few hours.  You have the list, right?  I think Kyrano and Brains added a few small pickups too.’

‘They did, and yes we have it,’ Virgil answered.  ‘Enjoy your afternoon Scott.’

‘I will.  Be careful.’  

Scott had noticed that Brains was holed up in his lab.  The last record was 5 days.  His impromptu picnic was the perfect opportunity to get him out of his lab for a break.  He finished setting up the beach before heading down to the lab.

When he arrived at the lab, he stood in the doorway and smiled.  Any time something happened to them on one of their missions, he would go into full blown hermit mode while he worked out how to prevent something from happening again.  Because he was so engrossed in his work, he didn’t hear Scott approach.

‘Hey fella.’  Nothing, no answer.  Scott got his attention when he placed a hand on his shoulder.  ‘Hey, you need to eat.’

‘H-huh?’  Brains’s brain hadn’t quite caught up with the conversation yet.

‘Break time.  I’m taking one too.  Why don’t you come join me for some lunch?  Get some air, some food, and rest and reset for a moment.’

‘I-I’m sorry Scott, but I can’t right now.  This is very important work.’

‘It’s always important work.  Your work is some of the most important stuff here, and we all see, appreciate, and love your hard work and dedication.  You work tirelessly to keep our birds in their best shape possible to help keep us safe on our missions.

‘S-safe,’ Brains huffed.  M-more than once your birds failed to protect you guys.’

‘No,’ Scott started, turning Brains around to face him.  ‘No, more than once we only got off with a few bumps and bruises instead of something far worse.  Case in point, my ribs.  Yes I’m sore and need rest, but nothing’s broken or life threatening.  Without your technology, I wouldn’t be standing here right now.’  Scott paused a moment.  ‘Do you remember what Granddad used to tell us?’  Brains shook his head.

‘If you do not schedule system maintenance, your system will schedule it for you.  He wasn’t talking about work.  He was referring to self care.  And yes, I know, kettle meet teapot.  I didn’t listen to his advice and now I’m on forced downtime so that I can take proper care of myself.  I should have done this weeks ago.  I would have been better off.’  Brains considered his words.

‘I-I guess it’s been a while since I’ve taken a break.’

‘Then it’s settled, come join me for some lunch.’

‘Join you?’

‘Yes.  It’s just us for the next few hours, until my brothers get home with the supplies and pizza.  I made a nice lunch, food enough for both of us.  It’s set up down on the beach.’

‘Oh okay.’  They took the short walk from his lab to the picnic that Scott had set up for them.  ‘S-scott, you did all of this?’

‘It’s nothing much, really.  Just some sandwiches, fruit, and juice.  You like lemonade, right?,’ he asked as he started to pour their drinks.  

‘Y-ses, thank you.  You really didn’t have to do all of this.’

‘We both needed a break,’ Scott started as he started to plate their food.  ‘I don’t know about you, but I like your company, and since we both seemed to need a moment….I thought this was a good idea.’  Scott was stammering, unsure if he made the right decision.

‘I-I like spending time with you too.  You’re one of the few people I know that doesn’t mind listening to me prattle on about my stuff.’  Scott smiled.

‘I don’t pretend to understand it all, but you always talk about your work with such passion.’  Scott didn’t expect to go down this road, but his mouth wouldn’t stop now that it started.  ‘I like you for who you are, all of it.  Please never stop being you.  To be honest, I can’t imagine a life without you in it.’  Brains didn’t know what to say.  No one had ever spoken to him like this before.  ‘May I admit something to you?’  His mouth still didn’t seem to want to stop.  

‘S-scott, you have my strictest confidence.’

‘When you were on the Anasta expedition, it was the first time, in a long time, that I was scared.’

‘Why?’

‘You were so excited.  I watched you spend hours planning.  Even during your first check in, you were so hopeful about what you expected to find the next day.’  Scott took a moment.  ‘But the next morning, you missed your check in.  I wanted to hope that you were just too busy with your excitement, but I knew something was wrong.  I’ve seen you forget to eat or sleep, but you’ve never missed a check in.’

‘S-scott…’

‘I’m really sorry Brains.  This has been on my mind a while.  That day, Dad didn’t need to tell me twice to launch.  Hell, if he had told me to wait, I would have gone anyway.  I was both shocked and relieved to see you.  Shocked to see you buried in the sand, relieved to see you alive.  It wasn’t real until I had you out of that sand and leaning against my leg.’

‘I-I’m not sure what to say Scott.’

‘I’m sorry to offload like this on you.  I really just wanted to have some lunch and relax.  I hadn’t planned on this.’

‘Scott….stop….breathe.  F-first, thank you for trusting me with this.  Seeing you that day was a huge relief for me too.  The logical part of me knew that you’d come once you realized something was wrong and that T-thunderbird 1 would be the first to arrive, but I was relieved to see you standing in front of me.’  Brains covered his hands with his own.  ‘I-I can’t imagine a life without you in it either….I-I’m not sure what to do now.’  He said, turning timid.  

‘How about this? We take it 1 step at a time.  We both enjoy each other’s company, right?’

‘I-I’d like that,’

‘That settles it then.  One step at a time and see what happens.’  They both smiled and continued their impromptu picnic.  Scott didn’t expect them to have this conversation today.  It really wasn’t his intention, but he’s glad they did.

‘S-scott, one thing first.  I-I’m not sure what you expect of me.  I’m relieved that we’ve both admitted our feelings to each other, but I-I don’t know what you expect.’  Scott took his hands in his own.

‘Nothing, I expect nothing.’  Brains looked at him, confused.  ‘Really.  I’m just happy to have you in my life.  If this leads to something more, great…if not, then I still have you as a close friend, and that’s ok too.  Do you expect anything of me?’

‘No Scott, same as you.  1 step at a time and see what happens.’

–

The next months go by.  Brains had asked Scott for a favor, part because he needed to learn something, but it would also be the perfect excuse to spend some extra time together.  After Anasta, he realized that his self defense skills were not good enough.  Scott was more than happy to work with him.  Through these lessons, they took time to learn more about each other.  

The more Brains learned about Scott and observed him, the more he saw his natural born leader.  He would question Scott about the reasons behind some of his decisions.  It wasn’t to criticize, but to help him break down the why behind it, so that next time, he could anticipate.  If he could break down some of the decisions better, then he could improve their technology.  Never once did Scott tire of his questions or lose patience with him.  

They would face a big test with the Sun Probe mission.  Scott knew that Brains was keeping a close eye on the mission.  He had friends at mission control, and every so often, they’d run their ideas or calculations by him.  Scott came down to his lab to see if he wanted to watch over the broadcast with them.  He wasn’t surprised when Brains said no, that he’d rather keep working on Braman.  Braman was his newest project.  There was talk about what to do next if the Sun Probe mission went well.  Rumor had it that they were considering a deep space mission.  If they were to accomplish that though, they’d probably have to use hibernation pods, which meant that they’d need a robot like Braman to help.  If he could get Braman to think faster, better, more independently, then he could gift it to the program.

‘T-thank you Scott, but I want to keep working here.’

‘Ok, just don’t forget to eat something.’

‘I won’t.  I have my coffee here too.’  Scott left him to his work and returned to the lounge to watch the broadcast.  While watching it, Jeff mentioned that Brains should be there to watch with them.  Before Scott could answer, Jeff got up and went down to the lab to fetch Brains. 

Jeff smiled as Brains essentially shooed him from his lab.  He knew all he needed to know about the mission, and he had a direct link with his friends over there.  He didn’t need the broadcast to know what was happening.

Brains did take a break once he saw the data start streaming in.  After a moment, he made a hurried call to his friends, but they didn’t answer.  They were probably all too busy celebrating the mission’s success.  He could see a problem brewing.  He went up to the lounge to inform Mr. Tracy of his concerns.  He saw them all watching the broadcast still and expressed his concern.  A few moments later, the broadcaster confirmed that they hadn’t fired their retro rockets to return them home.  International Rescue was needed.  While Jeff called Cape Kennedy, Brains went back to his lab to pour over his data and maybe distract himself some.  

After his call, Jeff convened everyone in the lounge, and they started going over options.  As they threw out ideas, Brains crunched numbers in his head.  He knew that his birds and technology were good, but would they be good enough?  Safety and excellence first, he always told himself, which meant that he had extra room to work, but even pushing things, it was too close to tell if they could pull this off.  Thunderbird 3 could withstand a lot, but this went well over anything they thought to test.  She would have the clearer shot with her beam, but Thunderbird 2’s were stronger.  The problem was, he couldn’t just switch them with each other.  He could modify them both, maybe make them work a little bit better, but he couldn’t just switch them.  He stored that as a future problem to solve.  

In the end, they took Gordon’s idea and decided to try both approaches.  Hopefully 1 or both would work.  Just before Thunderbird 3 was ready to launch, Scott came down by him.

‘Hey fella,’ he started, handing him a cup, ‘have some coffee.’

‘T-thanks Scott.  I-I’m still nervous about this mission.  The numbers are too close to tell.’

‘Safety and excellence first, right?’ Scott said, turning him around to face him.  ‘You’ve poured every fiber of your being into these craft.  I trust that they will get the job done.’

‘S-scott…’

‘No, Brains.  I trust you.  I trust your machines.  Trust me on this mission.  We will bring them home and be home before you know it.’

‘Of course I trust you.  I-it’s the numbers, that’s all.  I-I can’t stop going over them.’

‘You wouldn’t be you if you didn’t,’ Scott said, giving him a hug.  ‘Dad wants to meet with us all 1 more time before we launch.’

‘I-I’ll only be a moment.  I just need to put these panels back on.’

‘Good man,’ Scott said as he left to return to the lounge.  Brains kept thinking.  There were too many unknowns, it was too close.  

Up in the lounge, they went over the mission parameters 1 more time.  Jeff couldn’t hide his worry about sending Tin Tin on the mission, but Alan was right, he needed an engineer with them in space.  Brains was needed in Thunderbird 2 for her part.  After the briefing, Scott stole a quick moment with Brains.

‘Save this for later,’ he said, handing him a box.  He then returned to the lounge and set off.

With Thunderbird 3 launching, Brains shifted his focus to Thunderbird 2.  He couldn't shake off his anxiety with this mission, and it got worse the more he ran his numbers.  He had to keep telling himself to have faith.  After all, Scott seemed to have faith in him and his machines.  He repeated to himself that he was an excellent engineer, and he wouldn’t be with International Rescue if he wasn’t.  Thankfully he made sure to have his checklists for everything.  They helped to keep him on point.  Unfortunately, they weren’t a fool proof way to check everything.  He missed that Virgil had packed the wrong box.

Before leaving the island, Brains put the box that Scott had given him on his work bench.  He needed to grab some of his tools to make some adjustments to Thunderbird 2.  

Out in space, the first part of the mission was relatively uneventful.  Scott heard Alan mumbling to himself.

‘I just don’t get him sometimes.’

‘Who Alan?’  Alan looked at him surprised.  He hadn’t realized that he was talking loud enough for anyone else to hear him.

‘Brains.  It’s been bothering me.  I mean, why would he rather play with his robot than watch the broadcast with us?  Wouldn’t he have seen the issue sooner?’  Scott shook his head.

‘Did it ever occur to you that he wanted to keep himself busy?  Or that he has friends in mission control that were feeding him information faster and earlier than any broadcast could?’

‘Ummm…’

‘In fact, if he hadn’t been in his lab to see the data himself, he probably wouldn’t have realized the danger as fast as he did.  Did you know that he tried to call mission control before coming upstairs?’

‘No, I didn’t,’ Alan answered sheepishly.

‘His friends were so busy that they didn’t see the danger, nor did they answer his call.’  Alan was seeing Scott’s passionate side.  It could be downright intimidating.

‘Geeze Scott, don’t jump down my throat.  It was just a question.’

‘Alan, you and I both know that it wasn’t ‘just a question’.  There was more to it than that.  You honestly thought that he didn’t care.’

‘Whatever Scott.’

‘No Alan, not whatever.  If you had spent even 5 minutes with him before all of this, you would have known.  Instead, you assumed and let yourself get hung up over nothing.  Did you know that he’s looking to gift Braman to the space program?  Did you know that if the Sun Probe mission goes well, that they’re considering other deeper space missions?’

‘Wait, really?’  Scott turned his attention to the panel in front of him and continued speaking.

‘Yea, there’s talk about a deep space manned mission, but that’ll probably need to involve those hibernation sleepers.  Which means that they’d need something to help watch over the ship while her astronauts are asleep, that’s why he built Braman.  That’s why he’s trying to get him perfected.  Braman would be a huge asset to them.’

‘I didn’t know all of that,’ Alan admitted.

‘No you didn’t Alan.’  Things were quiet for a little bit before Alan spoke up.

‘Say Scott.  How do you know all of this?  Last I checked, you didn’t have a huge interest in space exploration.’

‘I’ve spent time with him, taking interest in his interests.’  Alan got quiet again.  He realized how wrong he really was about just about everything in the past 24 hours.

‘I’m sorry Scott.  It was pretty rotten of me to think that way about him.’  Scott ruffled his hair.

‘It’s ok Sprout.  Next time though, look at the situation from all sides.  You were just looking through your eyes, that you didn’t see things through his.  It’ll help you with your missions too, you know.  Bad assumptions/blindness lead to mission failures.’

‘I will Scott, I promise.  Say, if I act like a twit like this again, feel free to snap me out of it.’

‘Sure little brother, sure.’  After their conversation, they decided to test their beam.  Scott was hoping that they’d be lucky.  The beam wasn’t enough, they had to go closer, but Scott didn’t want to risk Tin Tin’s life.

‘Alan, call Tin Tin and tell her to get to the escape capsule.’

‘Scott, we can ask her if she wants to go, but I know her well enough to know how she’ll answer.’

‘It’s not about asking her, Alan.  I’m telling her to get into the escape capsule.’

‘Listen Scott.  She knew the risks when she came with us, and we need an engineer down there.  I might be good, you might be good, but out of the 3 of us, she’s the best.  If something needs to be adjusted or if something goes wrong, we will need her to fix it.  I trust my bird, but I simply don’t know enough about the beam to fix it if it breaks, or even how much I can push it.’

‘She doesn’t have to take this risk with us.’

‘She chose to come.  You can ask her, but I’m pretty sure that I know her answer.’

‘You don’t speak for her you know.  I know you two are close, but you don’t make decisions for her.’

‘Like what you're trying to do now?’

‘Touché little brother.’

‘Scott, ask her, but don’t be surprised when she tells you no.’  Alan was right.  She refused to leave them.  

Back on Earth, Brains and Virgil were busy working on their own calculations.  Their beam wasn’t good enough.  The beam in Thunderbird 3 would have to work.  Brains knew that Tin Tin was working tirelessly on her own modifications and calculations.  It had to work.  As Brains picked through his own data to see if he could get their beam to work, he saw the Sun Probe craft move to head back towards Earth.  Brains thought to himself, after this mission, I am picking apart every piece of this data.  Thunderbird 3 needs to be able to handle deeper space missions if the space agency was going to go deeper into space.  

As he was deep in thought, they heard from base.  Mr. Tracy confirmed that Thunderbird 3 was able to fire the Sun Probe’s rockets, but they could see that Thunderbird 3 hadn’t fired her own to turn around to return home.  He had to do something.  This mission would not end this way.  They still had their beam.  Thunderbird 3 was closer to the Earth than the Sun Probe.  Maybe they could reach 3.  It was a long shot, but they had to try.  He discussed his idea with Virgil.  Virgil was on board, so they went over to the pod to get the mobile computer.  Brains needed help with the math.  They discovered that they had packed Braman by accident, but he was able to get the job done.  His calculations brought Thunderbird 3 and her crew home.

After the mission debrief, and some much needed rest, Scott joined Brains and Braman in their game of chess.

‘Did you open my box?’

‘No Scott.  W-with the excitement of the mission, I didn’t have time.  I’ll go get it.’

‘I’ll walk down with you.’  They made the quick walk in comfortable silence.  Scott saw the box, picked it up, and handed it to Brains.  ‘You didn’t have to wait, you know.  Here, open it.’  It was a simple box.  Brains opened it, unsure why Scott had given him this.

‘O-one of your dog tags?’

‘Yes, I wear the other one still,’ he said, pulling out the one around his neck.  ‘But, I wanted you to have this.’  Scott took the necklace out of the box and put it around Brains’s neck.  ‘Do you know what it means when a soldier give someone their dog tags?’

‘No Scott, I don’t.’

‘Soldiers do not share their tags easily or lightly.  It signifies the highest trust and respect.  It means that I trust you with my life.  It is also a reminder that you are never alone, and that you’ll always have someone fighting for you.’  Scott steadied himself, his hand covering the do tag on Brains’s chest.  Brains was at a loss for words.

‘I want you to know how I feel.  In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I care about you a lot, and I cannot imagine my life without you in it.’

‘Nor I without you S-scott.  Thank you for this,’ he said, placing his hands over Scott’s on his chest.  ‘I’ll cherish this always.’

[androidboy]

what is fawn mode?

fawn is the secret fourth f after “fight, flight, and freeze.” it’s a trauma response that revolves around appeasement.

an example

the cause: you know that a parent is about to make life significantly worse for you when they have a certain tone of voice so you learn to immediately do favors and compliment them all with a smile to lessen exactly how much worse it will be. you’ve been taught to feel responsible for their mood therefore it’s your fault if you don’t do enough to make them happy again and whatever happens to you is something you’ve caused.

the effect: your girlfriend is in a mood and has a certain tone of voice. she has never given any indication that she’d purposefully hurt you mentally or physically. she also hasn’t given any indication that you did something to cause this bad mood. but there’s a voice in the back of your head saying “what if i did something wrong? what if this is what pushes her to do something harmful to me? she would never want to.. so that’d mean i’d really deserve it. i already know i’m the kind of person that drives people to hurt them.”

and at this point is where the self work comes in. my knee jerk reaction is to plan to only do and watch things she likes even if i don’t want to, shower her with compliments, make sure i’m stocked up on her favorite foods and juice before she comes over. all this not because i love her (which i do) but because i’m hoping doing all that will mean she won’t take things out on me (which she’s never done). and that’s not fair to either of us!

so in this hypothetical scenario instead ive chosen to fight a battle in my brain for over an hour to get myself out of that thought cycle and to stop myself from going over the top with appeasement when there’s shit that actually matters like making sure specific things are cleaned or swapped out so her cat allergies don’t bother her too much

[seiya-starsniper]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass it on to some other writers if you like. Let’s spread the self-love 💜 (i personally hate these sorts of chain-letter things, so no pressure, but i do like to know which of their works a given author particularly loves, so consider this an opportunity to celebrate your work!)

Thank you darling!!! 💖💖💖 I previously answered this ask here, but I figured, I'd do it again and pick a totally different set of fics that I love! Sorry for taking so long to answer, the brain juice being goop is SO REAL this week.

Calla Lilies - (Nygmobblepot/Gotham). This fic was so much fun to write, and I had so much fun doing flower meaning research for it.

they say our love's just like Magic - Dreamling crack treated seriously, and one of the best times I've had co-writing something with my bestie @gil212 (who doesn't have an AO3). Also cannot forget the amazing @spockandthings inspired me to write it! 💖

A View to a Dream - (Dreamling James Bond AU) I spent AGES rewatching James Bond scenes via youtube to write this AU, and it made my 00Q so happy. I adore the fuck out of this fic and it's been getting some new love lately so I absolutely have to include it.

Let's conspire to ignite - (Dreamling fuck or die) My first foray into the fuck or die trope, and honestly, it was a blast! I also very very much enjoyed the agony I place on my readers between chapter 1 and 2 🤣

When the dream touches ground, the demons walk in - (Johanna/Calliope canon divergence) - Another fic I love that's been getting some new attention lately! I love love love this fic, it was so much fun trying to write a scenario where Johanna rescues Calliope. I do have a sequel planned for the two of them rescuing a still trapped in the fishbowl Dream, so stay tuned 👀👀👀

Thanks for the ask my dear! I'll definitely try to pass it along!

[kingdomheartsmarts]

I know I don't really post on here too often anymore. I still love Kingdom Hearts, I just haven't had any KH juice recently but I wanted to put this here since my love of Kingdom Hearts birthed this blog.

I've loved kingdom hearts since I was a kid. I really loved watching my brother play and it was enough of everything to be magical. I got older. I went through hell. And Kingdom Hearts got me through it. My grandma died, my uncle died, my other uncle died, my grandpa fell, my grandpa got worse, my grandpa died, my mom got cancer, my dad went through work hell, my brother was dealing with a lot, my mom lost her job of almost 40 years, we lost my step-grandmother, I lost an aunt and uncle to COVID, and I always ended up running back to Kingdom Hearts as an escape and comfort.

I started this blog in high school. It was before COVID and I was trying to be happy with myself and learn my way through life. The pandemic happened and all in all, I had it better than a lot of people.

Since 2020-2021, I really haven't had that fire I had to write for Kingdom Hearts, but I've still loved it. So here I am today.

I have an unfortunate cynical view that whenever my life feels too good, some tragedy comes and ruins me. And that happened this week.

My family is quite tight-knit, for the better and worse, and this last Thursday, after a family shopping trip, my brother's dog passed away very suddenly. She was 3. And It's been really hard. We got her in the pandemic and she was a lot of love we needed through our misery. And we lost her, suddenly, without warning, and without real foreseen reason. And it's so fucking hard. I keep hearing my brother when he was told; I keep hearing him crying and wailing while I went back out through sobs and got the rest of the groceries. And then I went and I sat at a spot I went to as a child. I used to have a shitty little kindle where I would listen to a piano cover album of Kingdom Hearts music, and I just sat. And that day I sat and I just. Sobbed. And these last few nights I've been having to listen to Dearly Beloved to get by. To cry, to mourn, to move forward. I hate it.

I hate that I keep reliving when I was told, I hate I keep thinking about her, I hate that I feel trapped in my mourning because that's my only option, I hate it so fucking much. But. There's that little, almost childlike comfort, that Kingdom Hearts has given me through that.

I have to mourn. I wish I didn't have a brain like a checklist, but I do, and I have to fully mourn to move on and I know it and I don't want to. I don't want to have to move on. At the same time, I have to be strong. I'm the one who takes care of the house, who takes care of our other animals, who cleans for the most part. It's me. And I'm forced to keep going even when I want to break down.

It's going to be hard for a while now. It's hell. I can't go to sleep without crying. My glasses keep getting cried tears on them.

I guess what I'm trying to say is this blog helped me to love Kingdom Hearts a lot more than I probably would have, and that's come back to help me now. I don't even know what I"m trying to say, but. I'm typing this through tears while a Megamind fanart stares me down in the bottom corner. I feel like that's a true tumblr experience.

I guess I just want to say thank you for letting me love this with all of you. Thank you for giving me a place to escape to and grow and learn and be myself when I didn't have anywhere else to go.

[lume-nosity]

JFDSJFLDSKJF LUME HAVE I EvER MENTIONED STRAIGHT UP HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU LIKE YOU WERE THE FIRST PERSON I ACTIVELY FOLLOWED AFTER MY FEW DaYS ON TUMBLR AND I WAS SO SCARED TO ASK TO BE YOUR MOOTIE BUT YOU WERE SO NICE AND I AM STILL TO THIS DAY SO HAPPY WHENEVER I GET A NOTIF SAYING THAT yOUVE SAID SOMETHING COMPLETLEY UNHEARD OF ABySYmAL IMPROBABLE AND PROBABLY SOCIALLY UNNACEPTABLE BUT I STILL LVOE YOU BECAUSE YOURE JUST BEING A SILLY GOOSE AND WE ARE ALL SILLY GOOSES ?!?!

this made me have the biggest smile ever and the day hasn’t even started yet.. that’s something. basically i just woke up and smiled really big :) it’s a good feeling but ahem. this’ll be quite long so bear with me.

MELONNNN MY SWEET FELLOW (NORMAL) XIAO SIMP LOVER I LOVE YOU TOO SOSOSOSO MUCH I’M SUPER GLAD I WAS THE FIRST PERSON YOU ACTIVELY FOLLOW WHEN YOU FIRST STARTED HERE!! DON’T EVER BE SCARED TO TALK TO ME ABOUT ANYTHING, POP IN MY INBOX, OR WHATEVER ELSE BECAUSE INTERACTING WITH PEOPLE IS MY FORTE (NOT IRL THOUGH THAT’S A GIVEN BUT YOU GET WHAT I MEAN)

I LOVE MAKING NEW MUTUALS SO NOOOO DON’T BE SCARED TO ASK IF YOU WANT TO BE MUTUALS WITH ME THIS GOES FOR ANYONE TOO BECAUSE I LIKE MEETING NEW PEOPLE HERE REGARDLESS OF WHERE THEY STAND IN THEIR PLATFORM <3 JUST PICKING MUTUALS UP TO BE ONE OF MY CHILDREN PLATONICALLY BECAUSE SOME SEE ME AS A PARENTAL FIGURE (MAKES SENSE BECAUSE I’M OLD AND WRINKLING ALREADY MY INTELLIGENCE LEVELS ARE ACTIVELY DROPPING) OR JUST GOOD FRIENDS TO MESS AROUND WITH AND HAVE A GOOD TIME I SUPPOSE, SEE ME AS A PARENT, COOL, A NICE FRIEND, COOL, A TALENTED WRITER EVEN THOUGH I RARELY WRITE NOW, SURE YEAH, A CRAZY PERSON, FAIR, AND MORE

TO HEAR THAT I’M NICE AND ALL THAT JAZZ ESPECIALLY SEEING THAT PEOPLE ARE COMFORTABLE AND HAPPY WITH JUST A FEW WORDS COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH MAKES ME HAPPY AND GIDDY INSIDE THIS IS SOMETHING I REALLY NEED TO HEAR, ESPECIALLY THIS ASK, SO THANK YOU MAN!! I’M NICE I DON’T BITE I PROMISE THOSE WHO KNOW ME CAN VOUCH

IT MAKES ME HAPPY TO SEE HOW MUCH YOU’VE GROWN DURING YOUR TIME HERE BECAUSE I REMEMBER YOUR BLOG BEING GREEN AND CUTE AND ALL THAT! AND YOUR BLOG IS MORE ORGANIZED (MORE ORGANIZED THAN ME THAT’S FOR SURE) AND PRETTY AND COLORFUL AND YOUR WORKS GETTING A FEW NOTES BUT NOW YOU’RE GETTING THOUSANDS!! WHICH IS VERY MUCH DESERVED!!! LOVE YOUR WORK!!!! I FEEL LIKE A PROUD PARENT/MOM/DAD NGL IT BRINGS A TEAR TO MY EYE TO SEE MUTUALS GETTING THE LOVE AND ATTENTION THEY DESERVE FOR THEIR TALENTS

I KNOW I SAY THE MOST WILDEST, SOCIALLY UNACCEPTABLE, UNHEARD OF AND OTHER BIG WORDS THINGS AT TIMES (we love being silly) AND TO SEE SOMEONE BEING HAPPY OVER THEM IS JUST FHAHFHSGSDHSH???? WOOO SOMEONE ENJOYS SEEING ME BEING GOOFY AND OVERALL A MENACE TO SOCIETY LET’S GOOO

WE’RE ALL JUST SILLY GOOSES YOU’RE RIGHT, IT’S THAT NICE FEELING OF SILLINESS THAT YOU CAN’T SEEM TO GET RID OF (IT HAS TAKEN OVER ME AS YOU CAN SEE)

ALSO I SEE THAT YOU WERE STUDYING THE OTHER DAY AND STRESSING OUT GOING APESHIT ABOUT IT I WOULD’VE MADE THAT COMMENT LONGER HAD I NOT BEEN IN SCHOOL AND THAT DUMBASS CHARACTER LIMIT (WOW LOOK AT ME BEING SNEAKY WITH IT, DON’T TRY THIS GUYS UNLESS YOUR SCHOOL IS CHILL) SO I CAN SAY IT HERE!!! #LUMESTUDYTIPSFRFR ANYONE CAN USE THEM

IF YOU’RE STUDYING, TAKE BREAKS FOR LIKE 10 OR 30 MINUTES MAX BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT I DO WHEN I STUDY FOR SO LONG! DON’TTT EVER STUDY FOR A LONG PERIOD OF TIME WITHOUT BREAKS THAT’LL HURT YOU A LOT (TAKE IT FROM ME, DON’T DO THAT IT’S BAD. 2020 ME WAS STUPID)

EAT A LITTLE SNACK BECAUSE YOUR BRAIN AND STOMACH NEEDS SOME FOOD TO FEED OFF OF TO FUNCTION, A DRINK TO HYDRATE FROM IT CAN BE WATER JUICE OR WHATEVER AS LONG AS IT MAKES YOU HAPPY! MAYBE EVEN PLAY SOME LOFI OR A STUDY PLAYLIST IN THE BACKGROUND FOR A COMFORTING VIBE :3 IF YOU’RE STRUGGLING ON THE MATERIAL THERE ARE VIDEOS OUT THERE, INTERNET IS YOUR BEST FRIEND IN STUFF LIKE THIS, MY GO-TO IS ORGANIC CHEMISTRY TUTOR AND BRAINLY!

OH AND SLEEP. I KNOW PEOPLE SAY STUFF LIKE ‘haha i’m not sleeping this exam is important’ BUT NO. SLEEP IS ESSENTIAL AND LOSING THAT SAID AMOUNT OF SLEEP COULD AFFECT YOUR WORK ETHIC THE NEXT DAY, I DID THAT ONE TIME AND MAN WAS I OUT, SO GET SOME AMOUNT OF SLEEP IF YOU’RE ABLE TO IS WHAT I’M SAYING. IF IT’S A REALLY SERIOUS EXAM THAT YOU INSIST YOU HAVE TO STAY UP FOR THEN I USUALLY TAKE A NAP AS SOON AS I GET HOME IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT TIME. THEN AGAIN, WHAT TIME YOU SLEEP IS THE TIME YOU SLEEP AND I CAN’T CONTROL THAT, I WAS JUST A LITTLE WORRIED IS ALL

SO UH YEAH THAT’S ALL I WANTED TO SAY IN THAT COMMENT! (IF YOU WERE WILLING TO READ ALL OF THAT LMFOSJFIE I WOULD WRITE MORE BUT I WON’T BORE YOU OUT AND SOUND LIKE A NERD) I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY AND AFTER THAT AND AFTER THAT AND WHENEVER THE DAYS PASS BECAUSE IT’LL GET REPETITIVE AND HAVE I WISH YOU A MASSIVE AMOUNT OF GOOD LUCK (YES YOU GET TO HAVE A SHIT TON OF LUCK NOW BECAUSE I BLESSED YOU NOW SO ENJOY THAT, I’M APPARENTLY THE EMBODIMENT OF GACHA LUCK AND NORMAL LUCK SO YEAH YOU’RE VERY WELCOME) LOVE YOU MAN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF 🫶✨

[star-vibing-prompts]

Random shit I had or others had said as prompts.

Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of sus, dark humor(probably), dark themes(also probably), Sensitive topics

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"Motherfucker is high on cat nip at the top."

"Imma just kick this fish then-"

"Let me sleep with you!"

"STOP CREAMING YOURSELF"

"Let me throw your child!"

"I smacked a bad guy's booty."

"That was a good ass slap!"

"Give me all these delicious batteries!"

"Everybody died in this family!"

"I JUST SHOT HER BODY WITH MY GUN-"

"I DIDNT EVEN KNOW I HAD BALLS STILL!"

"I got stuff on my neck!"

"Be honest, am I hot?" "I'M GAY-"

"IMMA WHIP OUT MY BEANS ESSAY"

"Not the duckussy"

"Already sus gonna hide in the ooc"

"Okay I got my happiness, bye"

"I like me some Among Us"

"Can someone hold me please"

"[Name] stop searching. I wanna search something up to on him!"

"IS HE WRITING A FANFIC OML"

"I KNOW BUT WHEN I LAUGH I SOMEHOW CHOKE ACK-"

"You're more grosser than I am."

"Ohh~ Hee got the rizz~"

"OKAY BACK TO CRYING"

"I love dying screaming"

"IM CRYING WHAT DID WE JUST WALK IN ON???"

"I will slap myself if I say something sus"

"Let her scream lmao."

"Being force to talk by a 14 year old"

"Such a beautiful break up"

"STOP RIZZING ME"

"Anyway does anyone want to get slap by me?"

"Damn she hot"

"THE FUCK WOMAN???"

"DAMN I AM A LONELY BITCH"

"Actually *SHITTING* himself would be pooping. *PISSING* himself would be peeing."

"Why did you eat mah stick?"

"STOP EATING POOP???? WHOS POOP EVEN IS THAT???"

"I- Wha- ho- ...MY BRAIN CANT HANDLE THISI-"

"I think u just pissed him up even more"

"And why are you creaming [Name]?" "Damn tell me how you really feel about the cream jesus"

"One of them is: What the fuck is going on at this point and why am I still here for it?"

"I just love killing people!"

"I want to fuck Optimus Prime."

"Allergies are kicking me ass"

"I would've given you some but you didn't talk fast enough /j"

"[NAME] PLEASE I BE SILLY"

"I SWEAR ON [NAME] IT AINT ME"

"Why is [Name] robbing [Name2]"

"Enjoy your last peaceful moments"

"You were the chosen one"

"Then speak it"

"And [Name] just set himself on fire"

"I feel like I am being judged now,,,,,bye." *disappears*

"The shame has already been done there is no going back"

"My mom used to buy me robux before she mcfucking died"

"I BROKE MY STICK"

"THEY DONT KNOW WHAT GOES ON BEHIND CLOSED DOORS"

"My gaydar told me"

"What the fuck are smiley fries."

"Rice with beef broth because we have no chicken"

"Anime cat girls are canon within Spongebob now."

"The Cat Has Ingested The Wall"

"Split dat chicken wingg"

"Oeuur... digs chicken wing out of the carpet"

SHRIEKS AND BREAKS IN THROUGH A WINDOW

"They have been bestowed the name [New name]"

"I love the fumbling with the remote"

"Literally vibrating in my chair, I’m really excited for the game"

"That's so sad imagine someone hated you so much they wouldn't even spend more than 5 bucks to hire a hitman"

"Bro's gonna be willing to die after that"

"FLOOFY AND GOOBER"

"I wanna invite them for tea and crumpets

The best type of relationship"

"ILL FORFEIT ALL MY LEGAL POSSESSIONS TO HIM"

"Like damn dude you don't need THAT much eye liner"

"This is so emo"

"My dude needs to look fabulous"

"WHAT A GOOBER ! FOOLISH LITTLE FELLOW"

"OMG ITS MY KID"

"LIL GUY IS SPEEDY ASF"

"They got a little too silly"

"ITTY BITTY"

"They just need to put some ice on it"

"Aww noo they spilled the cranberry juice" :(

[burnsopale]

Just wanted to say thanks so much for your lovely tags on my VetVimes and VetVimesSybil art ❤️ you absolutely nailed the vibes for the sleepy couch scene and it made me very happy!

And also wanted to say that fun fact; my partner's pitch of and reaction to Putting The Commander To Bed is what finally got me to start reading the City Watch books after I've putting it off so long (for no real reason other than books are hard) so that I could read the fic too because it sounded so incredibly up my alley. And I have been devouring the series since the start of the year and I love it, so thank you for that!! I haven't done this much reading or creating in forever!!

I recently got the point in canon where I can read your fic without spoilers too and I am loving it immensely! You write them so well it lives in my brain! I want to shake Vimes around and then put him in bed under several blankets!

You guys are all being so nice to me these days! Aaaaaah!

First of all, tell your partner thank you from me for pitching the fic to you. :D

Discworld is fantastic for getting those creative juices flowing. I'm so happy for you! And happy for the fandom cause we get amazing art from it! I adore what I've seen so far and hope you bless us with more!

Also hurray, you like the fic! I'm so glad! Thank you! Vimes does indeed need to be given a good shaking and then a proper tuck into bed.

[natsmagi]

(future au anon) OKAY BE READY BC IT'S VERY ANGSTY me and my friend loves angst wayy too much lol

So uh first of all tw suicide :')

Yeah hum i guess you can guess where it went with that

Basically Tsumugi unalived himself yeah-

Which traumatized Natsume and their daughter, Marisa (i was the one who made her!) pretty hard and now they're suuuper overprotective of eachother in fear anything happens to the others like calling each other VERY often Marisa would even get late to practice sometimes (bc ofc most kids are idols too and with time we decided ES accepted girls and other genders too) and Marisa often sleep at home too instead of the ES dorms and like if Anything remotely bad happens to his daughter Natsume would go MAD

It also affected Marisa personality a lot since she was pretty young when that happened so now she's SUPER parano and anxious about her loved ones wellbeing and like she would cling to her friends a lot and always ask them if they're okay bc she always worries they ever..you know. Do what Tsumugi did

Also Marisa is a big nerd (is that the term) she's super into books, animes/mangas, games and such and also a looot into the magic stuff her dad does teehee she also likes drawing and i like to imagine she's the one designing her unit clothes

ANYWAY but its time i actually explain why Tsumugi did what he did. So uh very basically me and my friend decided Eichi died of his illness to give the Wataei family angst which well ended with ES in a MESS since Eichi is like. An important figure in it yk. And so Tsumugi as he now became President of NewDi OR WHATEVER YOU CALL IT got super stressed and pressured with stuff (also grief of Eichi dying) and also with time the idol industry became much more strict and uh. Overworking? Idk how to explain but uh yeah all that was just too much for poor Mugi

It might be ooc idk,,but i decided to not have any mercy to the Eccentrics in this au (i mean do we have mercy on anyone really) and so uh oopsies Natsume i took ur husband away

Damn i ended up rambling a lot sorry i got excited,,i love this au i lot i would love to tell u more if ur ever interested?? :')

IM ??????? WELL THAT WAS NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING THATS FOR SURE

BUT IT IS A REALLY INTERESTING PREMISE........ im not the angstiest guy myself sorry im a big fan of happiness and joy and love but id say this is a very good foundation for the story ur telling from what im hearing !! and given the circumstances of everything i can see these events taking place....... BUT I CANT STOP THINKING ABT THE EMOTIONAL TURMOIL NATSUME WOULD GO THROUGH. like given everything theyve been through, all their promises together, baby tsumugi vowing "lets become happy together, you and me" to natsume-chan when they were kids, now even forming a family together, thinking theyve gotten their happy ending, only for the man he loves to then take his own life due to stress and anguish. im very fixated on the feeling of "i wasnt enough/i didnt do enough" natsume would be suffering through. the amount of regret he'd face. maybe wishing he'd been nicer to tsumugi. had put in more effort. given him a stronger sense of love and security while he had the chance, but now hes gone and the only memory he has left of him is marisa. This au sure is getting the brain juices pumping THATS FOR SURE

[superannuatedseeker]

Tumblr intro post 2024 Edition

Oh hello.  I am Ren.  Cishet, she/her.  This is my tumblr.  It goes all the way back to 2012, but I haven’t really been active on it for several years now.  So time to reintroduce myself to the tumblrverse, I guess, and see if I can generate some social interactions.

So, I turn 61 in a couple of months.  I know, that’s ancient in tumblr years, but I also know there are a few other Gen Xers out there.  I always identify myself as a Mom before anything, even though my daughter @missr3n3 is a grown-ass adult and awesome creator, so check her out.  But I am also Mom by nature, taking care of others, nurturing and encouraging them. Oh!  And I’m a cat-mom to a female ginger named Starlord.

Since the pandemic, I work from home, which is essential since during the dumpster fire of 2020 I suffered a (mild)traumatic brain injury (yeah, mild, she gently shook her head disbelievingly) and if I had to go back to my pre-pandemic routine, well, I couldn’t and I’d be living a very different life.  So let’s get the brain injury out of the way.  It’s one of those invisible disabilities, and I’m quite functional most of the time, but it is still there and it is a bitch.  It limits the amount of energy I have in a day, limits what I can do, where I can go, and even after learning to skillfully manage my life around it for more than three years, I am one bright light or loud sound away from spending a day or more in bed.  Some things can’t be anticipated or worked around, and therefore, have to be endured.  All that said, I try to stay focused on more positive things and not let this become my entire identity.

So what do I do, and why might you, fellow tumblor, be interested in following this here little blog thing?

Crochet – after a nearly three-year break, I have been able to pick up my hook again, and while it can be frustrating and slow-going, I’m quite happy to have it back in my life. This is a pattern by BonnieBayCrochet on Youtube.

Diamond Painting – instead of focusing on things I can’t do any more, I sought to find something I could do and diamond painting is one of these things, so I guess I’ll be posting about those projects, though again they move slowly.

Acrylic Painting – something else I had to take a break from that is still a frustratingly slow process for me.  I am hoping I can build some accountability into this blog by posting any progress I make with it. This is a painting I finished awhile ago. Based on the work of Yobanka Art Paint on Youtube.

And this is the unfinished painting that has been staring me down for the past year. From a tutorial by The Art Sherpa on Youtube.

Television/streaming – I am a fan of Asian dramas, though good ones can be hard to find and subtitles do soak up my available brain juice.  I wish I was enjoying “Mysterious Lotus Casebook” more than I am, given that I finally broke down and I gave iQiYi my $8.99 to see it.  However, I got “War of Faith” in the bargain and after a couple of episodes I’m enjoying it.  I find most American media too much for my brain to take, but there are plenty of vintage dramas on the free streaming platforms.  I am currently working my way through “Have Gun Will Travel” and the original “Dynasty.”

Reading – I used to read – a lot – but I don’t have the concentration for it anymore.  However, when I could, I read a lot of books and I’m happy to comment on them.

Music – this is the thing my brain injury truly robbed me of and the hardest adjustment to make.  I love everything from classical to kpop, though the only group I continue to follow, just to see how my boys are doing, is VIXX.  For now, when I can, I listen to classical guitar pieces played on very low volume, with occasional visits to vintage country music (Waylon Jennings anyone?), when my brain has the capacity.  Favorites have always included Ian Hunter and Van Halen, but rock and pop tend to do my head in, so that is more from memory these days.

Other interests are Buddhist philosophy, cooking, cleaning channels on Youtube, and other people.  That means you!  Yes, you!  I would love to know about your life, your interests, your ups and downs, hopes and dreams.  Unless you’re a bot, or your only interest is porn, or you need my credit card information, or you are a horny old man who thinks this is a dating site.  But I’m a glass-half-full kinda old cat lady, so I prefer to think there are plenty of people out here in Tumbland who are interested in sharing this journey, with a slice of cake and a cup of tea, of course.

[tetrisfinished]

the past few days

over the past few days i've been wanting to crack open my laptop and start typing out the cacophony happening in my brain. (i understand the definition of this word, i can only half guess that my use of it is correct, so if it's wrong - shut up).

but of course, now that i've finally pulled the motivation out, nothing is coming to mind. even though i've experienced some big feelings all i can recall are as follows:

wanted to spend a full post talking about how a whole year begins, middles, and ends within the month of january at the pace that this month goes through. and i'm rigtht on this, so don't fight me.

wanted to have a full fledged pity party for myself as i do so often and title it "the path to hell is paved with good intentions". i would have started it off with "...and i think i'm walking that very path right now". it was going to be such a fun, self loathing sesh. but that's out of my system in the current moment. if summoned with even a little bit of effort, it would come running back, but WE ARE ADULTS AND WE ARE MOVING PAST IT.

so yasir is coming back tomorrow.

and i'm happy about it.

let's sit with that for a moment. i want to be brutally and totally honest with myself and I don't know if that brutality lies in the "fact" that i'm genuinely happy for myself that my husband is returning or that i'm overjoyed that i won't have to see esa hurting anymore.

frankly, if either of those are true....it would be a brutal honest thing. why couldn't i just be normal and have both of them be true, you ask?

maybe [queue gasp] I AM NORMAL and both of those ARE TRUE.

but to get to the bottom of that....i'm going to take a pause. you won't obviously experience it as you read it, but future komal, i want you to know that you stopped typing, closed your eyes, and TRULY contemplated which of those 3 scenarios were the most true for you. now.

okay. i've sat with my feelings and my truth and i've thought about it. and here it is:

as people have been asking how i'm feeling and if i'm excited for yasir to be coming back tomorrow, i've been responding with "yes!", "so ecstatic", general happiness and merriment.

i've even given thought to how i will greet him. will i run up to him and give him a kiss on his forehead? but that will of course break my heart because he will immediately pull away and push me away since that's probably the most embarassing scenario that could happen to him.

will i walk up non chalantly and give him a fist bump? to spite his family because supposedly they would make so much fun of his stupid wife's pda-ing ways so that will give them something to talk about?

as you can see, the crazy juices have been running on full gear.

i think....truly, and honestly, i haven't decided. maybe there will be a lot of commotion at the airport and i'll be generally handling esa so i won't be able to react much to him returning.

but the fact is....i think i want to kiss him. and hug him. and feel him reciprocate it. i want to action these things that i know will return in sort of a heartbreak for me, because....because what? i think i'm seeking validation? i think, most of all....i'm seeking his love.

i'm seeking a feeling of knowing that he will hug me back despite how embarrassed he might feel. that he will give me the love the way i want to receive it despite that giving me something the way i want goes against every single principle that he upholds in his adult life.

so i guess the question becomes - do i really want him to hug me and kiss me back? or do i want to see that he could? am i seeking the wrong sort of love? am i seeking it for the wrong intentions?

i don't know. all i know is...i would like to experience it.

but i think 2 months - the duration of him being away - is not really a long enough time for him to show me love as if he's just seeing us against after years and years of separation.

so....here's my resolution for tomorrow. i will respectfully and happily welcome him back. i will be happy about it. but i will not show my happiness at the cost of my heartache. i will not hug him or kiss him (unless he initiates it, but do i even need to say that bit out loud?) because i don't know how much more i can continue to make myself open and vulnerable to this man who...cares for so much more beyond me and his consideration of me.

and that might sound like it's coming off resentful - and maybe it was 2 months ago when i was living it. but now, it's really just fact.

that's not to say that it won't become resentment again tomorrow or the day after or the day after.

the heart is a fickle fickle thing.

ANYWAY. that's that. now onto true and genuine feelings that i can express and i won't be broken hearted or vulnerable in expressing.

but even as i'm about to type this out, there is doubt creeping into my mind about the truthfulness of my belief. anyway. i was going to say....i will be so happy to have esa see his father tomorrow.

i've not done right by esa i think. when i got mad at him and yelled any time during the past 2 months - he asked for his baba. and how come i'm still the person carrying this guilt? i was there, i was present, i was an asshole parent who yelled at her kid but i was there goddammit. so how come this guilt isn't going away?

anyway. i'm just a big open wound over here.

i'm going to stop. i should get some sleep tonight otherwise who's going to overthink all of this tomorrow.

goodnight.

-k

[tamerajedwards]

Sunday morning blog- update on Mom 5-28-22

It is Memorial weekend and I wish we were out placing flowers on the gravesides of our loved ones, including working on Dads headstone but life took a different turn.

It is day 7 of Moms recovery ❤️‍🩹. She became septic (that’s when infection enters the bloodstream from a given location in your body and travels everywhere and could damage or shut down your organs and even cause death ) and we aren’t sure which infection caused it but the doctor is leaning towards her ear infection. Btw if your loved one ever seems confused take them to the doctor immediately because it could be an infection.

Mom is settled into Parkridge Care/rehab Center in Pleasant Hill. It’s just a couple of blocks from my place. She has a sweet little old lady roommate named Ruby who is very kind and I found her sitting with a bag of almond joy candy bars in her lap when we arrived. She was hunched over and making noises half asleep as we brought mom in. I thought oh dear.. but to my surprise she perked up and started talking to my sister and I and is smart and coherent as a whip. She is a great roommate for mom and looks after her. We love 💕 her already and look after her too. She loves looking out at the birds all day long.

Mom was not fond about being here but she is still very very weak and needs cared for including feeding. She doesn’t eat much and pushes the fork away when I try to feed her although she does love 💕 orange 🍊 juice and milk! Her vitals are good. She has asked if we called her sister Diane to wish her happy birthday and I had to let her know that Diane is in heaven with her parents. The confusion is still there. When sepsis hits the brain and organs this can happen ugh BUT we are believing God will get us through this. He is faithful! She made it through two heart surgeries and now this so I know she’ll pull through. She’s a stubborn lady with great determination! She loves God and has a family who loves her deeply!

My sister Danny is a saint! She is with mom most of the time and I take 4-6 hour shifts when I can. I’m running between mom and helping out with my grand kids and the odd jobs I hold down.

I am grateful for the Mercy Hospital staff as well as the Parkridge staff who have taken amazing care of our mother. We would be lost without all of them.

I put my massage therapy skills to use and brought lotion in to massage her legs this morning. I did that for my grandmother when she was in hospital. Physical touch is so extremely important.

Times like this remind me of how short and precious life is. When I leave a hospital or care facility I open the door and walk into the sunshine 🌞 thanking God that in still young enough to feel good, enjoy life, run and play. But I’m reminded that not too far off in the future this will be me. I can only pray that people will be there for me when I’m old and ailing ready to depart this world and meet my Savior. The journey isn’t easy but God promises us grace all the way through. Be blessed my friends. I love you all. Thank you for the continued prayers. Xo T ❤️

[misseviehyde]

BRAIN DRAINED

Sarah Jones looked at the steering wheel of her car and knew she didn't know how to drive anymore.

The knowledge... it was just... gone.

Panic gripped her, as her evil step-daughter Kayleigh giggled and finished checking her makeup in a pocket mirror.

"What's the matter? Can't remember how this works? Move over and let me show you then."

"But.. but you don't know how to drive either," whimpered Sarah.

"Oh... don't I?"

Climbing into the drivers seat, Kayleigh laughed as she easily adjusted the seat position and smoothly started up the engine.

She reversed effortlessly - driving out of the parking space like she had been driving for years.

"H... how?" boggled Sarah.

"Haven't you worked it out yet you dumb bitch? I took the knowledge out of your head and now I have all your former skill."

"Bu... but how?" sobbed Sarah in horror.

"That doesn't matter," laughed Kayleigh. "All you need to know is that I drained both you and Daddy of this knowledge. I'm the only one in the family who can drive now... you both are dependent on me."

Kayleigh was so fucking wet as she drove home... having this power was intoxicating.

*************

Hours later and Sarah and Paul lay slumped on the sofa with Kayleigh seated opposite them. She was wearing a weird contraption on her head - it looked like a collander with various circuits and bits of electronics attached.

Kayleigh moaned as the helmet pulsed with power and she sucked more knowledge from her parents. Their thoughts and memories were hers to enjoy now.

"Fuck yessssss... give it all to me. Once I make you both totally dumb and useless - then I'll have complete control of your lives. I'm taking it all - your PIN numbers, your passwords, your knowledge of who does what and pays what. Soon I will be the boss of this house."

Kayleigh grinned maliciously.

"And as for you Daddy... falling in love with such a useless bitch like Sarah after Mom died. Haha I'm going to suck out all the nice memories you have of Sarah. I'm gonna make you forget all the loving nice things about her, so you only remember the bad. Soon you'll hate her as much as I do."

Kayleigh didn't bother to absorb the memories of Sarah - she simply allowed them to be lost forever as she stripped her father of his love for his wife.

She fingered herself deeper and deeper as she did so - squirting and groaning in a spray of cum as the last memories were eliminated.

"Fuck yes... your lives are mine to play with. You're both my fucking dolls now."

Kayleigh's eyes lit up as she considered whether the helmet would allow her to plant memories and knowledge into her victims.

She was still figuring out it's full potential after obtaining it from the pathetic nerd who'd built it. Josh was deeply in love with her and had given her the helmet as a gift so she could pass her maths test.

She'd ripped that knowledge from his head - along with everything else she wanted. He didn't even remember desiging the brain-drainer anymore.

Kayleigh had never been smart, but now she was... or at least now she had all the knowledge and skills she needed without having to lift a finger.

Focusing her will on her step-mom she began to transmit thoughts into Sarah's head.

I worship Kayleigh

I am a useless lesbian slut that wants to serve my step-daughters tight teen pussy.

My happy place is between Kayleigh's thighs eating her out.

I like being Kayleigh's slut.

Kayleigh laughed as she saw it was working and Sarah twitched in her comatose sleep as her new programming was forced into her mind.

Taking off the helmet, Kayleigh placed it safely into a box and snapped her fingers to wake up her parents.

Her Dad looked on in disgust as his wife crawled on all fours towards Kayleigh and obediently placed her head on her lap.

"I made a fucking mess when I squirted everywhere. Clean me up bitch."

"Yes Mistress," said Sarah as she eagerly began to lick up Kayleigh's juices.

"You're fucking disgusting," spat Kayleigh's Dad as he looked on for a moment and left the room in outrage.

"Don't worry - he's probably gone upstairs to jerk off. I used my powers to make him a pervert who gets off to all this."

"Why are you doing this to us Mistress?" asked Sarah almost innocently as Kayleigh ground her pussy in her step-moms face.

"Mmmmmh because I can," she laughed. "Now make me squirt again you fat bitch."

[corruptedroses]

You think you can do a NSFW headcanon of all the Freddys? (Including Fred bear and Nedbear of possible?) 👉🏾👈🏾

All versions of Freddy + Nedbear and Fredbear NSFW headcanons 🐻

AGE IN BIO OR IT'S ON SIGHT

AU version of the animatronics - none have children souls in them (and why the fuck would I write about kids on a smut blog?) and you can picture them however you want, human, animatronic, anthro, etc.

Dreadbear has been excluded for the time being (24/1/2021) as I had no fucking clue what to write for him, I'm sorry.

Holy fuck this one took a hella long time to complete due to the number of characters that are bears within the series — there are over 15 bears across both books and games (though I kept to the games for simplicity sake) and writing something unique for most of them defiantly came to be a challenge to where I ran out of brain juice half way through.

I'll probably come back here at a later date to fix shit up and / or add additional content warnings if requested to, but have fun.

If you wish to support me in being a degen [and get a custom story], my kofi is here

Content warnings — not every one of these are for each Freddy, but I'm counting them all since they do appear in this post: praise kink, mentions of brat taming, orgasm denial, taunting, corruption kink, overstimulation, face sitting, cock warming, breeding kink, tummy bulge, pegging, fear play, food play, daddy kink, pregnancy kink, cum inflation, degradation, master/petplay, pain play, unhealthy relationships, knives cutting into skin, blood play, size kink, cock choking, breath play, biting, marking, thigh riding, clothed sex, first times, dubious consent (Funtime Freddy)*

*Specially mentioned for Funtime Freddy

DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

Fredbear/Golden Freddy (I am counting them as the same person bc fuck you (lovingly))

Soft dom, a defiant soft dom switch

Being one of the first iterations of the bear mascot (alongside Spring bonnie), he used to be a rather soft person, however, as the years have gone by and he has witnessed the horrors of the franchise, I feel like he has hardened slightly in personality. More standoffish, but he will hold a soft spot for those he cares about most.

Also a rather vanilla person, however, it is slightly harder to convince him to be intimate since he's worried about hurting others so usually you have to initiate intimacy. It doesn't mean that he doesn't initiate it himself, it just so happens that he doesn't prioritise it. When he does wish to initiate intimacy though, he's always so sweet and will be upfront and honest with you while kissing your wrists. He hates dancing around floral words and would rather have you understand his intentions straight away.

He has a praise kink, 100%, but he doesn't do it in a way that is filthy but more "you're so beautiful", "I love you so much" and so on. When he's a bit drunk he however can get a bit more explicit. However, he loves getting praised back and you will notice his gaze become more fonder.

surprisingly quiet, doesn't say much during sex besides what I mentioned above and isn't exactly vocal with moans, however, he does let out grunts and will respond back if you talk to him.

Up for morning sex, though he doesn't like kissing in the morning given that he tends to have horrible morning breath and doesn't want you to suffer because of it.

He fucks slow and deep, likes to savour the moment and will hold off his own end to see you blissed out and drunk on him before rubbing soothing circles into your back as you drift off to sleep.

Watch out if he's angry though, he is into angry sex.

Original Freddy

I get huge brat tamer vibes but also Gentleman dom switch. A bit lazy sometimes but is happy the majority of the time nonetheless.

He will never, ever raise his voice towards you, however, his voice will ooze that type of authority in it that makes your legs weak when he addresses you, even in the moments he doesn't mean to be like that. He's a natural-born leader and will be the type to show it.

if you're a brat, well, have a fun time with him since while he may entertain your brattiness, he tends to get a bit impatient after a while, even warning/taunting you that his patience is running a bit thin.

Isn't afraid of not letting you have what you want and will tell you that: he doesn't need sexual gratification much, but watching you squirm, beg and plead is like music to his ears.

Corruption kink? Corruption kink — if your first kiss is with him, he'll be happy, but if he gets to pop your cherry for the first time then oh god will his eyebrows raise when you tell him before an evil smile would make its way across his mouth.

Be especially bratty and holy shit, while he likes leaving you high and dry he also likes to watch you cry as he overstimulates you, especially on his tongue, watching your hands gripping onto anything they can as you scream and sob his name.

god tier aftercare and will make sure that you rest the next day, no exceptions and will even call into work for you (if he can) to say that you need to take the day off before cuddling you.

Toy Freddy

A service bottom — you've seen this dude play video games, he gives off that giant nerd energy and I am going to feed into that so fucking hard. Innocent, weeby nerd that wants to make sure that you are pleased in any way possible. He is a people pleaser

His first was probably with you and oh god, for as much as he likes to tell people to not be nervous he was so nervous and cute the entire time that you accidentally may have overstimulated him.

Probably didn't know what a clit or a prostate was, much less touched himself and yet somehow he gives head like a fucking champ and will leave you seeing stars. Also naturally great with his fingers (bc gamers got good fingers yooo).

He wants you to sit on his face. He likes the idea of being able to see nothing but you and have your pretty thighs around his head, his hands and fingers holding onto them as he can barely breathe without smelling you and he could cum by that thought alone.

probably likes cockwarming while he's playing his games and as much as he whines and begs for you to do something while having him buried in you, it gives him the motivation to try and win his games.

Probably easily jealous, jealous sex is something that happens often as a result and is really the only time he will top because he wants to remind you who you have wrapped around your pretty little finger.

Listen, while he might not like kids, dude loves the idea of breeding you so full that you have a tummy bulge because of him and anything like that being mentioned will get him going.

Ok, look, he's trying with aftercare and while he's not the bed with it, fuck, he's so cute fretting over you despite the fact that he probably got pegged and you should be the one looking after him. Would probably take a bit to even convince him to sit down if he's on the receiving end.

Shadow Freddy please reference shadow bonnie here, as most headcanons about shadow bonnie are similar with freddy

switch Top — got no reason for this one

Shadow Freddy is probably ok with there being a little light within the room, however, he prefers that it remains dim due to the fact he has vision problems due to something about his eyes.

Given that there is a little light allowed to be in the room, Freddy is able to get a bit more creative with you especially since you can see his face.

Being a sensual person, I feel like he's into food play for the reason of watching you squirm, especially using things such as chocolate since it's better to clean up compared to sticky items such as honey. Will not dribble any near any sort of holes or in any areas where it may be uncomfortable, mainly will dribble around the chest and stomach.

ok this is more fluffy and cute than nsfw but humming while stroking his fingers down his back, lulling you to sleep and making sure you're well looked after if how most sessions with him end.

100% would tell you he loves you while balls deep inside, sorry.

Phantom Freddy (ngl this cunt gave me the hardest time)

ok, so it's actually hard as fuck to put a label on this one because I feel like he's a bit all over the place depending on his general mood, however, there tend to be some consistencies whenever the two of you get intimate.

Loves to scare the shit out of you when he's in the mood, something about wanting to hear the blood racing through your veins before he got to the "main show" as he calls it. However, if you're showing hella real distress.

he is and always is terribly corny during sex, spitting out stupid puns or lazy remarks that make you want to roll your eyes, though don't open your mouth or he'll shove you down on to him.

You know Billy Loomis from the first scream? Very similar personality, for those who haven't watched it, a bit unhinged but clever.

Ironically, despite liking to play with fear he stresses the idea of safewords during sex since he's dead, a literal ghost, he cannot tell if something will hurt you or not since he cannot feel it and has on occasions gone too far. This scares him, please make sure you use your safe words with him.

Nightmare Freddy

Soft or strict daddy dom, no in between — people forget that before Glamrock, Nightmare was the original DILF of the Freddys since look at him and his three sons. He defiantly knows how to dick down.

Despite being a nightmare, I feel like he's also a huge person when it comes to safewords and its one of the first things discussed since he knows he can get a bit carried away when he gets into it. He's someone who follows carnal instinct, he knows he can easily hurt you and even gives you other options to stop him if he doesn't, even full permission to knock him the fuck out.

Like most of the other Freddys, huge into praise but is defiantly more dirty when it comes down to it, and if you allow it, will call you things such as his 'little slut', 'cumdumpster', and even 'little breeder'.

Call him 'daddy' and you won't be able to walk for days.

100% also into fear play, he's a motherfucking nightmare ofc.

Being a father of three, you would think that was enough for him, but fuck he likes the idea of you being round and pregnant with his offspring and will mention it.

If you're pregnant, he would 100% be willing to dick you down every time you ask him, hell, he wouldn't even give a shit if he didn't get to cum if it meant that he got to see your face flushed, stomach large with his spawn and begging for more. Hell, you'll get the same thing if your stomach is just distended from his cum.

also god-tier aftercare.

Nightmare

Dom top, is defiantly into master/pet play and wants your total and utter submission

if he can inflict any pain on you, he fucking will because I don't think he'll show any mercy unless you actually scream your safeword, and that will take a few times given that his name reason of existence is to bring pain.

Probably one of the least healthy dynamics out of any Freddy on this list when it comes to the bedroom, probably rivalled by Funtime's craziness when it comes to giving affection since he'll only do it in bed to watch your eyes bubble with tears as he says sweet nothings while cutting into your skin with one of his fingernails, sharp as a knife.

Now, he won't kill you or maim you, no, no, that's not something that will do, but drawing blood is something he defiantly loves to do [if above wasn't enough of a reason to guess that], especially if he gets to lick it up.

Wants to use you as a fleshlight, will use you as a fleshlight. His hand can fit around you so easily and hold shit it's hot ok.

He's ok at aftercare, but he isn't exactly good at it in terms of the patching up part since he exists to hurt, not care for. He does try though. Excellent cook tho.

Nightmare Fredbear

Soft sadomasochistic switch (mostly top)

Holy fuck this man is different compared to the regular Fredbear, because basically mix him and Nightmare and you have the perfect example of how Nightmare Fredbear is.

You have the mixture of the tenderness of Fredbear and then the sadism of Nightmare and it's so delicious the way he looks at you, calling you the sweetest names while you're choking on his cock.

Pull on his hair and scratch the shit out of him, step on his balls and not let him cum, as much as he loves to give you [compared to his normal self] pain he loves receiving it back and those little blissed noises he makes between pained grunts will send shocks to your regions hidden below.

the thrill of being both under him and being in control of him are both an amazing feeling given how he's a beast of a creature. Huge, deadly, and yet he shows compassion for you like no other man could.

If you're both down for it, he would love to try out breath play since watching your face turn different shades as he's plowing into you is so erotic for him and holy shit listening to your mewls like that is a huge turn on. Won't restrict you for too long in fear of you passing out (unless you like that), but seeing how his hand can fit around your throat so easy - huge turn on.

Better aftercare than Nightmare, that's for sure, however, he can be a bit clumsy about it sometimes. Any nick with his nails will be kissed better as he hands you a cup of water.

Funtime Freddy

Sadist top — Funtime is obviously like, halfway to becoming the FNAF version of Joker in canon and you cannot tell he doesn't like the idea of hurting his partner and will not bottom for anyone. Being with him is defiantly not healthy when he's in the mood to hurt.

Very attentive for all the wrong reasons at times, sure, he has his soft moments where he'll nuzzle you gently, but as soon as he notices you're relaxed he will fucking bite you. Hard. He will not take a chunk out of you but it sure feels like it.

Like Phantom Freddy, probably deep into fear play and will make sure you're scared of him, however, unlike Phantom Freddy, he thrives off that power. It takes a lot to convince him to stop given how far gone he can be once he senses any sort of fear.

Love, loves to leave marks all over you in places where he knows you cannot hide them. To him, that's his way of telling the world that you are his, and his alone.

Also loves, loves to hear you whimper and moan and say how good he's making you feel [even if you aren't feeling too good] because it strokes his ego. Stroke it enough and he may slow down and praise you, telling you how well you're doing.

terrible with aftercare — he tends to be self-centred but if you're bleeding he will look after you. It's even rarer that he genuinely wants to look after you though.

If I ever write for this Freddy, it most likely would be dub-con esque

Rockstar Freddy

Service top or a soft dom, similar to Rockstar Bonnie he enjoys the idea of having someone with their full attention on him and is defiantly greedy about it too — a bit possessive at times, he really, really just wants all your attention on him.

most likely into thigh riding, especially with clothing on; he doesn't exactly have his own sexual drive himself, but watching as you so desperately try and come to your finish [maybe even with your wrists bound behind your back with his tie], it gives him satisfaction just listening to you beg and plead with him to let you finish. If he's feeling nice he may bounce you slightly, but he wants you to do most of the work.

He's a fucking tease sometimes, loves watching you squirm as he runs his lips up and down your thigh, telling you how good you smell until you're practically begging for him to eat you our / give you head. He wants you to want him.

Also wants to do it on the stage.

Big, big on making sure you've came at least three times before he's had his shot, overstimulating you as he praises you, telling you that he wants to see one more and how sexy you look to him, his other hand dragging up and down your side as he nibbles at your neck.

He and Glamrock Freddy are basically head to head on how amazing their aftercare is, after all, Rockstar Freddy doesn't want his starlet to feel too sore.

Nedd bear

Switch — Like Toy Freddy is probably also a pretty nervous being when it comes to the prospect of being intimate with his partners, probably has never felt wanted either, so when you come to him and say that you want him in that way he almost falls over himself.

An absolute sweetheart, defiantly the type to laugh and crack jokes during the moment as a way to ease the tension, Nedd just hates the prospect of you or himself being uncomfortable when you're so bare to each other.

Very vocal and will always ask where you like to be touched, please guide his hands since that may be the favourite part about you: your hands. Show him where you like to be touched, talk to him about what you want to do.

He probably tries to make the first time together rather romantic with roses and everything, though you got a thorn stuck in your right leg since he forgot to cut the thorns off and felt so bad for ruining the mood.

Intertwines your fingers together whenever he can; he loves feeling you grip onto him as if he was the whole world and it makes his chest flutter with giddiness every time you do.

Surprisingly good at aftercare.

Lefty

(he and Fredbear act the exact same way, I might come back to him at a later date)

Glamrock Freddy

Service Top: Glamrock style

Does not have a daddy kink — I cannot see him with it personally and I'm sorry for anyone who wants him to have one.

The most gentle out of all the Freddys and is very loving, even in bed. He will never attempt to hurt you physically and instead likes the idea of pleasing you more than hurting you. The only time he will hurt you is by accident.

On the other hand, he wants you to crush his head between your thighs, please and thanks.

he's fucking huge compared to everyone [nightmares do not count since they're meant to be inhumanly large] else and while his hands may not be able to fit around your waist, he can easily pick you up when he wants you to.

Only Freddy that wouldn't mind doing a threesome — all down for doing it with Bonnie too.

He isn't the type to take unnecessary risks so sorry, no public sex but he can and will take you into any room nearby that can lock to fuck you stupid.

Most interested in toys, as he likes the idea of being able to play with you without touching you directly and will allow you to use toys on him if you so wish.

Ass man, he loves to grab and hold it and will leave pleasant marks on your ass from his grip.

as mentioned before, amazing at aftercare and will make sure that you feel loved.