#sb: you better EXPLAIN yourself

[edensgaia]

Transcription of Zam and Bacon's yap session:

(Context: Bacon tries to team up with Wemmbu and has a 1v1 with Kaboodle (no one dies). Zam finds him right after Kaboodle logs off for the day)

Bacon: Zam, you know that we're friends.

Zam: Can you explain yourself tho? I would like — I would like you to explain yourself I feel like.

Bacon: I can't really explain myself right now.

Zam:I feel like you can; why are you working with Wemmbu? I feel like you should be able to explain yourself.

Bacon: It's a little more complicated than that.

Zam: No, you're just dodging question. How are you any different from Kaboodle here? The person you were trying to kill. Being influenced by Wemmbu the same way that she was. I don't get it, I'm so confused.

Bacon: I don't know, I guess I'm not [differentfrom Kaboodle].

Zam: Okay.

Bacon: I mean, I don't know.

[Zam sights]

Bacon: I mean what do you think happened here? What do you think — cause I — there's a [Bacon stutters]

Zam: I think that you team up with Wemmbu and decided to jump Spepticle and what happened them, wich is... weird. Odd choice.

Bacon: Why do they think I was even coming to kill them? Well I guess I arrived at the exact same time [overlapping].

Zam: Cause SB saw you go with Wemmbu, so... yeah.

Bacon [while muted in game]: Yooo, Kaboodle raid, what's up Kaboodlers?

[Bacon unmutes in game]

Bacon: Huh, okay.

Zam: Yeah, I've been busy, I had to pull a lot of strings to end up here, hmm.

Bacon: Okay so, wait — So, what do you think is the timeline?

Zam: What do I think is the timeline? I think after our conversation — [Zam is interrupted by Bacon saying something unintelligible] After our conversation in the island I think you and Wemmbu worked together, huhh, came over to this frog light farm and then attacked the innocent people that were building the little frog light farm, which is messed up.

Bacon: Okay.

Zam: Yeah, that's what I think is going on — [overlapping]

Bacon [overlapping]: So what happens next?

Zam [overlapping]: So what's your version of events?

Bacon [overlapping]: But what do you think happened after tho?

Zam [exasperated]: I don't know. I guess you and Wemmbu fight Kab or something, but I guess Wemmbu left, I don't know.

Bacon [laughs]: That's funny tho, isn't it? Isn't that like a funny little timeline.

Zam [overlapping]: You're trying to get my side of the story so you can... what's it called...? [overlapping]

Bacon [overlapping, laughing]: Yeah no, I am.

Zam: ...Lie to me, based on what I known

Bacon: But I don't — Honestly dude, I don't wanna have to try and do all that, cause like, it's kinda silly. At the end of the day, huh, yeah it's kind of impressive that you found me right through that, I'll give that to you.

Zam: Uhum.

Bacon: Uh, so... I'm not gonna lie to you.

Zam: Okay.

[Bacon looks through his inventory and then closes it. They stare at each other in silence for a moment]

Bacon: Do you have an enderchest?

[Zam holds an enderchest in his hand, still silent as he stares at Bacon, but doesn't place it down]

Zam: Would you like to tell the story first or...?

Bacon: Hmm... no.

Zam: If I place this enderchest what happens?

Bacon [talking very slowly/carefully]: I take out an elytra, that I put away.

Zam: And then what?

Bacon: Then I fly away, back to spawn probably.

Zam [also talking very slowl/carefully]: Can you be honest with me here or no...?

Bacon: I am completely being honest with you right now, I don't wanna lie to you so — [overlapping]

Zam: Yeah, okay, okay, so you say you're not gonna lie to me, your gonna — You're gonna do the solid of not lie to me, you're also just gonna tell me nothing.

Bacon: Well, isn't that better than me lying to you tho, don't you — Wouldn't you rather know that you can trust me when I do tell you things

Zam: No! No, I don't — I [laughs] I mean like, I prefer — I'm glad that you're not lying to me, that's, that's definitely better than just lying to me but still like, I don't know, I — This is so annoying, cause I feel like, every single time I get close to like, being able to trust someone, they do some — some shit like this. Every single time.

Bacon: Well, I don't really — [overlapping]

Zam: Like first I did it with Kaboodle, then — and then she — what's it called — she — she immediately worked with Wemmbu to betray and like kill — kill Planet twice and then kill Mid, and then — and now you're doing the exact same thing, and I thought I could trust you, we had a whole conversation about it, and — and now here you are — [overlapping]

Bacon: Why did you think you could trust me like that tho [overlapping]

Zam: Working with Wemmbu, killing people and — what?

Bacon: Like... I don't know. Okay, here's the thing all right, I'm way different from Kaboodle, cause I'm not gonna lie to you.

[Zam is silent for an uncomfortable amount of time]

Bacon [talking slowly]: I'm jus not — [overlapping]

Zam: Are you — [overlapping]

Bacon: — gonna tell you things that you shouldn't know right now.

Zam [annoyed]: That's so stupid. So are you working with Wemmbu, yes or no, answer me this question.

Bacon: I think you already know the answer.

Zam [after a moment of silence]: Why!?

Bacon: Well, I don't want spawn to get blow up, right?

[Silence]

Bacon: I can tell you confidently, you will not see spawn be blow up anytime soon, or Mapicc's castle for that matter.

Zam: And why's that?

[Silence]

Bacon: I — I don't know, I was just telling you what I know.

[Silence]

Bacon: Isn't that a good thing, aren't you happy about that?

Zam: But like how are you — what are you doing to make that happen, I don't get it.

Bacon: Honestly, not that much, but I'm — telling you.

[Long, uncomfortable silence]

Zam: Everyone in this server loves speaking in riddles bro.

Bacon: I'm not speaking in riddles, Im just — [overlapping]

Zam [overlapping]: You are.

Bacon [overlapping]: — literally telling you the truth.

Zam [overlapping]: You are [speaking in riddles].

Bacon [overlapping]: I was not telling you a lie.

[Silence]

Zam: Whatever bro [puts down an enderchest].

Bacon: Thank you [opens the enderchest].

[winxwiki]

Iginio Straffi Interview “With my fairies I challenge Disney” by Silvia Brena, translated from Io Donna (10/09/2005)

originally transcribed by Iku, translated by me

Straffi talks about inspirations, his wife, Rainbow's workflow in 2005, their lack of unions and more!

If Winx doesn't ring a bell, it's because you don't have any female daughters. And if you don't know Iginio Straffi from Macerata, don't miss the seven reasons (and the moral) for the success of this 40-year-old creative. Who by staying in the province and marrying a cosmopolitan manager has gone global. “Mr. Rainbow, how does it feel to be one of Disney's most hated people?” Mr. Rainbow, born Iginio Straffi, age 40, from Macerata, does not answer. “You don't feel anything at all?” “I would rather people didn't think badly.” “Tell the truth.” "All right, I feel a certain pride in having annoyed a titan. It's inspiring."

[...]

Sivia Brena: So, Mr. Straffi, who inspired you? Iginio Straffi: “Chatwin, Simenon, Sergio Leone, Ingmar Bergman, movies like Blade Runner. Do I go on?" No, stop. And let's start again. In search of the real reasons and rules behind a phenomenon. [Reason No. 1-the metabolism of speed.] IS: “The first person to diagnose it was my pediatrician. He told my mother, 'Ma'am, your son is healthy, but he has a problem: he goes at 1,000 rpm and never relaxes.'"

SB: Number of emails received per day? IS: “Approximately 200, all ‘processed.’ I attack in the morning with Japan and stop at night with the US. In between, every day is Germany, Singapore and China." SB: Yes, but many are answering e-mails all day long and have not become cartoon kings.... IS: “You want a reason? then I'll give you three. 1) We control the intellectual property of our products: that is, we own our ideas. 2) In order to defend our product, that is, our ideas, we turned them into licensing, this has granted us the rights to all our assets. 3) People working with us come from all over the world. Yes, we have been fast." [Moral: Don't drop your ideas left and right. Protect them, they are better than privacy."]

[Reason #2 - Joanne. That is, what does a tenacious woman do next to a tenacious man]. SB: Yeah, what does she do with him? IS: “She gets married. We did it at the beginning of June. She is my right hand, my support, even moral support. She was the one who opened the markets of Asia for us, who bet with me on the development of licensing."

SB: Nice statement. IS: “It is the truth. My greatest joy is in the evening, at home, summarizing the day together." SB: But aren't you a bit symbiotic? IS: “On the contrary. It's cathartic to be able to be angry or happy as a couple over a success." SB: Never a disagreement, a difference of views? After all, you dragged a cosmopolitan manager from Singapore, who studied marketing at the prestigious Madison college in Wisconsin, deep into the Italic province. IS: “Diversity of views yes, of course. She has an Eastern approach. And American. For her, hierarchy is sacred. For me it is not. She thinks a well-liked leader is not doing his job well. I love consensus."

SB: When don't you see each other? IS: “We write to each other. Emails have been to us what letters used to be. They have kept the relationship alive." [Moral: Find yourself a partner in crime and hard worker. It also helps to save a paycheck."] [Reason #3 - Trust. and shame.] SB: Who believed in you? IS: “The president of Rainbow, Don Lamberto Pigini, an over-80-year-old priest who had a printing business. With him we laid the first brick." SB: Then? IS: “Joanne.” SB: As expected. IS: “And then I work in an atmosphere of trust, it's beneficial. And do you know why? Because I'm not equipped to disappoint. Those who work for me know that." SB: Explain yourself further. Does it have to do with the shame one feels in the face of failure? IS: “It has to do with my mother, who used to repeat to me, ‘Don't shame me, don't make me look bad.’” [Moral: Re-evaluate moms; they're still needed.] [Reason #4 - The team.] SB: How much work is done in your company? IS: “A lot, but hopefully with pleasure.” SB: Is there a union? IS: “No.” SB: No because you don't need it or no because you don't want it? IS: “With us, the key word is passion. No one here is a cog. We are an 'ad personam' company." SB: Boom. IS: “That's how it is. Because everyone sees that their ideas can live. And you work together. Each series, which is developed in six to seven months, has a team of ten designers dedicated to it." SB: Do you yell with your guys? Any mistreating? IS: “I confront. I tend to explain. And I can change my mind after a chat with a collaborator." SB: Do you explain your decisions? IS: “Always. Reason for disagreements with Joanne. She argues that a decision of mine should not be confronted with the opinions of collaborators. But by character I need consensus." [Moral: Aim for the creative philosophy of consensus, helps.] [Reason #5 - Don't give up.] IS: “We went through very hard times. The beginnings, the clash with Disney who accused us of copying their Witch. But then we won, partly because we started thinking about Winx in 2000, with Rai. Witch, the comic book, came out in May 2001." SB: Did you ever feel like quitting? IS: “I didn't mostly because of the guys who work with me.” [Moral: Don't work for yourself alone; be responsible.] [Reason #6 - The creative process.] SB: How does a good idea come about? IS: “I'll tell you how Winx was born. I first got the idea from watching the Japanese Sailor Moon, the story of five little fairies..." SB: You copied! IS: “I was inspired. The creative process comes to life by processing the already seen." SB: I mean, nobody invents anything. IS: “The basic elements of narratives are always the same, the skill is in remixing them. Look at the Japanese: they did Pokémon, then Digimon, then Dragonball." (TRANSLATOR'S NOTE: Iginio probably refers to the italian airing of each show, NOT the japanese airing. We all know Dragon Ball came first, but it aired in 1999-2001 in Italy and then reran every year) SB: A master, a mentor of yours? IS: “Rodolfo Torti and Sergio Bonelli, two greats in the world of comics.” SB: Specifically, what do you do: do you sit down with a pencil in your mouth? IS: “The gestation is very long. It can last even years. I only write when inspiration comes to me." [Moral: Don't get anxious]. [Reason #7 - The Roots.] SB: Let's talk about Loreto. Strange location for a company with a global reach. IS: “We were born here.” SB: Yes, but people migrate. IS: “There's no reason for that. We live better here. We go to the beach on our lunch break. And in the middle of the green you work better." SB: Yes, but you are out of any trade route. IS: “We have e-mails, cell phones, faxes. From a business point of view, yes maybe Milan would be better. But we make it from here as well."

SB: How? IS: “We take young designers from schools like Urbino and train them internally. We hire people from all over the world, there are many foreigners, especially in marketing. They love living and working in the Marche region." SB: But do you feel like a provincial? IS: “Yes, I think so.” SB: Define provincial. IS: “When I can, I like to go to my parents for lunch on Sundays. It's a ritual, it makes me feel good." [Moral: Don't look for Zen and the art of better living in distant philosophies, go back to your own home].

[fireemblems24]

Azure Gleam Ch 8

Spoilers for AG below. 😭😭😭😭😭😭 Last chapter was 😭😭😭😭😭😭

STORY

Cornelia just needs to go awayyyyy. It's ok, more beating up on Cornelia is good.

Poor Annette, her uncle turned against Dimitri 😭😭😭 Poor baby has to fight her uncle.

Oh, more Faerghus history. It got split into 3 at one point, which explains why House Dominic might fight against Dimitri. They think her uncle is sort of forced into the uprising.

I'm so glad they want to convince her uncle to change sides. Steal their leader too.

God, I love this route.

Duscur chief throwing their full support behind Dimitri. I love this so much 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I'm so happy to see Dimitri getting some love. Can Dedue talk to this guy too, though? At least Dedue was there.

Dimitri giving Dedue and Rodrigue credit. And Dedue giving Dimitri credit. Ofc these two.

Dedue getting to talk about Duscur 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Dimitri switched from "my" to "our" duty. Boy is growing up and LISTENING to Felix. Good 😭😭😭. And Felix, like, not being abusive but helpful. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

CAMP/SIDE BATTLES

Man, I love seeing so many people from Duscur in the camp now. More than there used to be.

Wait, did Hapi just call Dimitri "Didi?" That's really cute.

Ah, people commenting that it seems like Felix and Rodrigue are now getting along 😊😊😊😊😊😊

Flayn is too precious for this world. Saying she's noticed that Dimitri looks more at peace and credits that to his friends and says she wants more friends herself.

Oh, oh, it sounds like from Catherine we're getting Shamir on this route soon!

Ingrid is just casually talking with someone from Duscur about training with the spear. Bless this game for giving us these details. Ingrid. Deserves. Character. Development. (and to live, fuck Scarlet Blaze).

Dimitri's boyfriends are talking and he's like handing out at the bottom of the stairs where he can hear but not see them. II bet he's listening in, lol.

Oh, they're talking about Duscur soldiers. Felix only cares that they're good fighters. Of course he does. Felix is so sour. I love him.

Dimitri spent the night getting scolded by Felix. 😌 I hope they had fun. 👌 On a serious note, apparently Felix and Dimitri used to talk together all night and this was like old times. This group, I swear. Dedue came in and argued with Felix. Three-way. 😌

Edelgard is attacking us. Shocking.

Dimitri's torn between needing to attack the West and defending himself from Edelgard.

Rodrigue wants to focus on the West. So does Dimitri.

Seteth tells Dimiri to send Serios to defend Faerghus.

Looks like Annette's uncle is finding out the truth about Duscur. Seems like he'll side with Dimitri now.

Baron Dominic sympathizes with them (as Lambert favored the Eastern lords, or so they claim, who knows), but has some interesting dialogue.

"I understand the situation you found yourself in, but I fail to see the righteousness or necessity in the measures you chose." And even better. "Yet one can never predict what may lie on the other side of a violent, radical revolution." "Surely a dialogue is a more preferable to cold-blooded murder." Safe to say he'd never side with Edelgard.

Annette, your uncle is based.

Cornelia is back. Man, she's by far the most fun villain.

INGRID & RODRIGUE C SUPPORT

Super happy they let these two support. But if they start talking about Glenn, I'm going to cry.

They're talking strategy together.

Ingrid's like "I command Galatea, I can't retreat." 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 (she just died in SB for anyone wondering)

Rodrigue is helping her figure it all out. He's such a Team Dad in this game, and I LOVE it. This is exactly what I thought his supports would be like.

Oh, Ingrid's brother used to serve as Rodrigue's squire. He was the one who came up with the strategy.

Glad I get to hear more about Ingrid's brothers. I think they got mentioned like once and I always find it cool that she's the heir over her brothers despite men always getting favored over women.

Rodrigue also wants to make sure Ingrid takes care of herself. He's such a Dad.

SHEZ & DIMITRI B SUPPORT

Dimitri got knocked out while training and is beating himself up over it. Shez blames his exhaustion. Let's be real. She's right.

"Dedue and Felix in particular didn't know what to do with themselves." Man, this game ships Dimilix and Dimidue so hard.

Shez ran things while Dimitri was out. Setting up camp.

"Everyone, and I mean everyone, thinks you need to take more breaks." I love this side of Dimitri so much.

Ah, Shez, Ingrid, Sylvain, Ashe, Annette, Rodrigue, Mercedes, Felix, and Dedue all getting mentioned doing various things. I love how much these supports mention other Blue Lions.

Dimitri's insisting he's doing better, but he's doing too much. I love how he mentioned that this is what he wants to do too.

Shez accuses Dimitri of not trusting them, but Dimitri says it's not about that.

Shez told everyone about the C support stuff with Dimitri burying the villagers who died in the war.

Man, I love these two as friends. Someone lighthearted like Shez just plays off someone somber like Dimitri so well.

DIMITRI & DEDUE B SUPPORT

It's happening 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh, god, it's the same. Someone telling Dimitri to fucking sleep.

Dedue isn't taking his shit. Good.

Dimitri relents because he knows Dedue will get his way and asks Dedue to help wrap things up.

Dimitri wrote in Duscurian. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 You have NO idea how elated I am this got confirmed as cannon (that Dimitri learned Duscur's language).

He's writing Duscur for help, working with them on the investigation into the tragedy.

Dedue's like, go to sleep, this can wait. And Dimitri's like, what if I die? This can't wait. Dimitri's so fucking dramatic.

Dedue ain't taking shit. Keeps insisting Dimitri just sleep, lamo.

Dedue asked if Dimitri still has nightmares about it. :( Dimitri's surprised that Dedue remembered them. As if he wouldn't.

Guys, I can't with this. OMG. 😭 It's cannon.

When they were younger, Dimitri would ask for Dedue when he was having nightmares, pretending he thought Dedue needed protection, and then they'd fall asleep together.

Like, this shit is straight out of fanfic. Whoever wrote AG deserves a raise and is a shipper.

Dedue liked that Dimitri did that.

Lamo, Dimitri told DEDUE to rest. Like, tone-deaf hypocrite.

Guys, this who support was really sweet and tender, which is peak their interactions romantic or not.

SHEZ & ANNETTE B SUPPORT

Oh boy, this is still about Annette's songs.

Her attempt to change the lyrics didn't work. And people are reading way too deep into her lyrics. 🤣

Ahh, Annette wanted to add Duscur mythology into her song. It's cannon that Dedue taught Annette Duscur stories. My heart.

OH MY GOD. This game just got meta. Saying that once the lyrics are out there, it's out of the author's hands and up to whoever is listening to interpret it. 🤣🤣🤣

Guys, we're getting called out for reading way too much into a fantasy JRPG about killing dragons with wide hips and pale mole men.

Shez encouraged Annette by saying the songs inspired people.

DOROTHEA & FLAYN C SUPPORT

Now THIS is an interesting match up, esp since I seriously, seriously doubt Dorothea can get this support in her native route.

Flayn's asking about Dorothea's days as a diva.

Flayn's voice sounds pitcher different than in Houses.

Flayn wants to learn new songs. And Dorothea wants to start with the most complicated ones lol.

Funny that this is also about the power of songs lol.

They both want to investigate a legend of a song that ended a war.

ASHE & SYLVAIN B SUPPORT

Sylvain offers to help Ashe investigate something, but Ashe is just trying to learn.

Sylvain and Ashe are both wishing they could've just been normal students getting to learn things and have fun. :(

Sylvain helps Ashe read deeper into everything and starts seeing the bigger picture of wars with Sreng.

Ashe begs Sylvain to keep teaching him.

Pretty cute and more examples of Sylvain being smart and the team older brother and Ashe being a book nerd.

INGRID & MERCEDES B SUPPORT

They're cleaning up together. Ingrid is concerned that Mercedes is pushing herself too much. Mercedes feels bad that she wasn't strong enough to do a lot of the work.

Ok, so some info about Ingrid's brothers. She has 2, they're both much older than her so they're not close. One is an advisor in Galatea, and another is serving another house as a knight.

Ingrid's brother was strict with her. She thinks it was over her crest, but Mercedes insists they probably just loved her.

Mercedes says older siblings are just like that.

She also then ruffles Ingrid's hair lol.

I'm glad this one has an A support.

DIMITRI & RODRIGUE B SUPPORT

Finally!

Oh, God, this is going to be about all of them as kids 😭😭😭

Matthias returned Lambert's sword to Rodrigue like 30 years after borrowing it lol.

While at the Officer's Academy, Rodrigue charged too far ahead and the other two got into a fistfight while debating how/if to save Rodrigue. 🤣🤣🤣

Matthais wanted to wait. Lambert wanted to go ahead. Rodrigue doesn't know who won.

So Lambert and Rodrigue also liked to charge ahead.

😭😭😭😭😭😭 Rodrigue doesn't think Matthais accepted Lambert's death until Dimitri took the throne.

Dimitri thinks he started the war and that Lambert would disapprove of him. 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Rodrigue says he doesn't think so.

Dimitri begs Rodrigue to stop him if he ever does anything that Lambert would hate. Rodrigue says he'd die to do so. Fuck that. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 He can't fucking die again. Rodrigue gets to live this time. I refuse anything else.

MAIN BATTLE/STORY

Time to kick Cornelia's ass for the nth time! Never gets old.

Dimitri is sending Annette and Gilbert to recruit Baron Dominic. Felix is cautious and thinks killing him now is safest, but Dimitri insists on trying to recruit him.

Rodrigue says that they'd just promote his son if Baron Dominic died, so it's better to try and recruit rather than kill and kill.

Their army is spread thin because most are defending from the Empire.

Shez is like "you've all grown up, Dimitri." She's happy to see Dimitri at ease.

Arval called Shez and the others friends. 😭😭😭😭😭😭 Trying to get Shez to fight Byleth lamo. Arval is obsessed. Arval is suspicious af, not going to lie. Baiting Shez into doing what he/she? wants by going on about getting stronger that way.

Shez wants her purpose to be fighting for Dimitri and doesn't need to fight Byleth anymore.

OMG Duscur generals came and helped us out 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 You have no idea how happy it makes me to see Duscur get more involved.

Cornelia talked trash about Duscur, saying she should've wiped them all out.

Man, Cornelia went down fast. Two special hits from Sylvain and Ingrid took her out. #deserved

I hope she dies for real this time.

Wait, what, did Edelgard kill Patricia? That . . . doesn't make sense?

Bitch is dead! Or it seemed like it? Not gonna lie, she's a fun as hell villain because she's just so awful. Yep, she dead. Finally.

Dimitri doesn't fully believe Cornelia, but does think Edelgard knows more than he does about what happened. And believes the Empire was involved in the tragedy.

Oh, good! Everyone learns that Edelgard is Dimitri's step-sister in this storyline too. I always liked how Dimitri opened up to everyone. It seemed Very Blue Lions, esp compared to the other two who never come clean.

Rodrigue offers to explain what happened. It's mostly stuff we all know already, like Cornelia's backstory.

Real Cornelia sounded so awesome. It's awful her name gets destroyed. I'm glad here the truth will get exposed. The real woman deserves it.

So it seems like Cornelia asked Faerghus to rescue Patricia, so TWSITD planted Patricia from the start and manipulated the whole situation with Lambert. Patricia was likely faking the whole time.

Ashe isn't sure they can have a chat about things. But this is Dimitri, he always wants to invite people to talk rather than just war.

Dimitri put reconstruction of the Western Faerghus in charge of Gustave and Baron Dominic.

Glad to see Dimitri is still focused only on defense of the Silver Maiden and not land grabbing. I was worried because they have Claude go for it, which is entertaining as hell, but I'm a bit more protective of Dimitri lol.

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[mochiwrites]

Mochi, I found a song that I think screams sb blood Scar, Can't go back by crane wives, I shall explain why.

The song starts by saying, "It's time to learn to be more forgiving of yourself and your sins." LIKE PERFECT LINE FOR SCAR?!?! (And with the latest chapter of Sb blood Scar asking himself, "Can a monster be good," cheifs kiss)

"And all the mistakes you made you've got to try to take the lessons away from them and leave the rest behind" This is more to add with the first line of the song, Scar has to forgive himself and learn to be at peace for what he did to rebuild his and mumbos friendship.

"Uh, regret, put it out, put it out of your mind" this is how Scar felt before he told the truth to Mumbo/Grian about what he's done all of that regret slowly building up as time went on.

"All the self-loathing I'm the world won't change a thing" This I Think, perfectly describes how Scars self hatred towards himself (Scar has a lot of it in many different forms) dosent allow him to see a better version of himself.

"Cause you can't go back, darling." After Scar left that note in Mumbos many, many, many years ago, he couldn't bare ever going backing, facing Mumbo.

The time has come for moving on, You can't be trying to dig up what you already buried. You got to carry on, carry on. Carry on. " This lyric right here. omg how does this not scream how Scar felt after leaving Mumbo behind ⁉️⁉️

It's not fair fair, its not fair it's not fair (When have you ever known the world to be a fair place?) THIS THIS RIGHT HERE PERFECT EXAMPLE OF THIS SONG SCREAMING SB BLOOD SCAR‼️‼️ this lyric would be a sumped up version of When Scar dropped Scotts contract and Scott threatened Tubbo (if you are wondering Scar is bolded and scotts isnt)

"It's not fair (All the things end and all things change) It's not fair, (You'll look back and laugh some day) it's not fair (Or atleast you'll learn to be okay) I see this as current Scars emotion and future Scars emotion and how much they have both grown and changed as a fae

"Cause you cant go back darling, the time has come for moving on" This is current Scar knowing how much he messed up with Mumbo and Grian to the point he knows there relationship will never be the same

"You can't be trying to dig up what you already buried, you got to carry on, carry on. Carry on." Scar needs to prove he has changed for the better and fix the hole he made not dig it up even deeper.

"It's time to learn to be more forgiving of yourself" This lyric I think is one of the key examples that this song is sb Scar because he really does need to be more forgiving of himself because if he needs to forgive himself before others can forgive him as well.

(I love crane wives music sm and it played while reading thr latest chapter and I was like woah sb Scar fr fr)

OHOHO 👀👀👀

I will have to look at the song but it def gives sb!scar vibes for sure :3c

[onlyjaeyun]

zadie, my beloved.

i finally got the balls to finally write this 🙏🏼

first of all i wanted to start off with happy new year zadie :D i hope this year is filled with happiness, health and success for u ! time has passed by a blur ever since you started releasing hype boy and i found out about ur acc (one of the best things to happen to me in 2023 🤞) anywho im gonna try to keep this as not-dramatic as possible but holy FUCK sb ended. 😕☹️ it’s just crazy for me to wrap my head around the fact that it’s over now jongyn sailed and had a baby like- ✋ pls don’t talk to me rn. as someone who’s went through hype boy, poison and now sb (and soon cold hearts U BETTER BE TAKING UR BREAK THO OR ISTG🤾) this is just crazy to me yk like i can’t believe it’s over 💔💔 anyways you did so so so well with writing everything ! you’re one of my inspirations for writing and one of my main reasons to taking it seriously :] so i just wanted to mainly direct this towards you than sb tho i still haven’t accepted the fact that it’s over ngl, you’re so ridiculously talented and open minded in writing in a way that you think of stories along with plot twists that i personally couldn’t (for the life of me) see coming from miles away, you’re one of my favourite authors on this app and with every work by yours that i read i get impressed like :0 holy shit you wrote that about my fav ppl and i get to read it for FREE? 😨 with each work of yours there was clear development in your skill and talent and it made me realise that there really is no “peak” when it comes to writing or story telling and it’s just improvement and improvement and improvement and your works very obviously show that (all ur works are jaw droppingly incredible btw like not a single bad work istg.) and before this gets too long i just wanted to sincerely thank you for your service on the enhypen-tumblr community 🙏🏼 you truly are one of the main pillars for this entire community istg and you’re genuinely so talented like your work literally has me giggling and kicking my feet in the air. like always.

anywho love you so much zadie ! i’m sending u so many hugs & kisses i hope you’re taking care of yourself and taking your very much needed break i can’t wait to see what your plans are for cold hearts !! <3

- ⁉️

my love, my angel, my baby my everything pls ive read this three times and teared up each time i hope you know how much your words mean to me 🥺🤍🫧☁️

thank you SO much for this, it deffo gave me just what i needed, like you're always so genuine and so sweet and SO FUNNY TOO LIKE I LOVE READING YOUR ASKS BC ITS ME GOING CRAZY OVER MY MOOT'S WRITING I LOVE IT SM 😭🤍 so thank you thank you thank you for always taking the time out of your day to send me such detailed and genuine, kind and thoughtful words i cant even explain how much it means to me. i love and appreciate youu so much and hope 2024 brings you nothing but the best and a peaceful mind. sending you the fattest kiss. thank you for being by my side, can't wait to have you around for cold hearts 🥺🤍

[synthmama]

Listen I know Quinn is pretty even-keeled and unflappable but god I gotta admit there are those days where she just wants to respond to shit people say like this.

[that-sarcastic-writer]

Mind games ('til we lose control)

Soldier Boy X Fem Supe!Reader

Summary: You knew Soldier Boy a long time ago, and when three strangers show up at your door saying he is alive, all of the feelings you thought you had buried come flooding back. Takes place during eps 5 and 6.

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, you know better than these mfs), fingering, creampie, praising kink, dirty talk, Soldier Boy bc he's a warning on his own, cursing. Spoilers for ep5. Read at your own risk.

WC: 7.2k I'm sorry

A/N: Yay more soldier boy bc we love shitty characters in this household. Hes so fun to write I'm sorry. And the finale left me in my sb mood soo I finished this piece that had been sitting in my drafts since ep5 came out. Pls father forgive for I have sinned. And so will you after reading this. Enjoy you sinful fucks

Soldier Boy Masterlist

Comments are reblogs are highly appreciated!

It had been decades. Half of a lifetime for some. But for you, it didn't feel like it had been that long. Once you left Payback, after Nicaragua, your life just felt like the same day repeating itself. And you didn't exactly look a day older than you did in '84, so ever since he died, it was like you got stuck in a loop of nothing but your own thoughts and your own company. 

Until these three guys came knocking at your door. You didn't know who the fuck they were, but they sure as hell knew a lot about you. Down to your close relationship with America's favorite supe, Soldier Boy. To the public eye it was always him and Crimson Countess. But before her there was you and him. You had… Something. You didn't know what it was. He was your best friend, and you fucked, a lot. Whatever that was, you didn't know. Though that last part was always kept under wraps. But it didn't matter because you weren't Countess, you weren't PR material. You were just the girl with the psychic powers and the purple eyes. But even when he was with Countess, he would always go back to you. And you to him. As fucked up as it was. As painful as it was, you just couldn't stay away from each other, and Vought really fucking tried. 

As painful and toxic as your thing with Soldier Boy was, you liked it. You liked it like you liked the control you could have on others, the power it gave you. But even he was more addictive than that. So his death was more painful than any pain anyone could inflict on you, because that you couldn't control. And as fucked up as it was, you loved him. In your own fucked up way. 

Soldier Boy is alive, they told you. 

He was fucking alive. 

It took you a minute to understand how. They took the time to explain. You weren't surprised to learn the rest of Payback's members had to do with it. Soldier Boy wasn't exactly the most loved. He was a fucking asshole and he knew it, everyone knew it. But you don't think he ever expected his team, his own girlfriend, who you knew he eventually grew to feel something for, much to your dismay, would ever betray him like that. Fuck, did he think you betrayed him too? 

The three men, Butcher, Hughie and M.M, you learned, asked for your help. You had nothing to do with what happened, they knew that, and they were hoping Soldier Boy did too. You didn't have his superhuman strength, or bulletproof skin, but you were pretty fucking powerful. Your powers, while psychic, were pretty dangerous. And you could be pretty useful at times, despite what most people thought. And apparently Butcher thought so too, because he wanted you to team up with him, Hughie and possibly Soldier Boy to take down Homelander, who you had unfortunately met at one point and personally thought to be a worse, less humane and completely psychotic version of Soldier boy. And those weren't exactly a good combination. 

That wasn't what you cared about though. You cared about Soldier Boy, about Ben. You needed to see him for yourself, alive. You could figure out the rest later. 

You would be lying if you said you felt bad for the Payback members who were most likely going to die by Soldier Boy's hand, an idea you seconded as soon as Butcher mentioned using Countess as bait. Your time in Payback was goddamn agony. Every member was an absolute ass to you, with the exception of Soldier Boy, who was only half an ass to you, but you had known him prior to joining Payback. Hell he was the one who got you into Payback in the first place. You were a psychic, and the team deemed you useless, like a cheap and weaker copy of Mindstorm. Even though you were the only one who was actually disciplined and skilled in combat. And you could do a lot more than just hear people’s thoughts and trap them in their own mind until they died. But alas, supes will be supes. And they harassed and abused you to no end. Countess being the worst out of them all. She pushed you around, verbally and at times physically abused you, and often used your mind reading against you until you lost control. Ben would step in at times, as ironic as it was, considering he bullied the entire team as well. But he drew a line with you, and he would break someone's back if they bothered you. Something Countess didn't exactly like, especially towards the end, where your on and off relationship with him was fading and they got more serious. She was particularly spiteful of you for years, and you wished you could say you gave a fuck. So this turn of events was particularly enjoyable for you. 

"You fucking lying cunt." You spat at the red head, your fist collided with her jaw with a particular force fueled by both built up anger from years of abuse and also for taking the only man you ever loved from you. Her head snapped back into place to glare at you, not being able to move much from her chained position. "You told me Ben was dead. You fucking cried he was dead. And I believed you. I cried for him for years. And what were you doing? Honoring his fucking memory at an amusement park while he was being tortured and experiemeted on."

"Awe, were you sad because you couldn't be Soldier Boy's fuck toy anymore?" She tilted her head cynically and pouted mockingly. "Or was it because he never loved you?" 

Your jaw slightly twitched, and your hands twitched at your sides, faint violet sparks radiating from them as your eyes also began to glow a light shade of violet. You lifted your hand, sparks coming from your fingertips as you opened and slowly closed one of your palms. She stared at you with wide eyes when she realized what you were doing. She looked over your shoulder at Butcher and M.M for help. It never came.

"I should've fried your fucking brain when I had the chance in the 80s, he would probably still be with me if I had." You stepped in front of her, your flashing fingers colliding with her temples. She screamed in agony aa electrity and vibrations shot straight to her brain. You were watching her writhe in agony with almost glee when you heard your name being called, or more like yelled. 

"Oi!" Butcher yelled at you, you of course didn't move a muscle. He grabbed your shoulder and said your name again. "Oi, Violet Storm, that's enough. She's Soldier Boy's to deal with, remember?" 

Your nose twitched, for a moment losing focus to eye the hand on your shoulder. You exhaled sharply, and groaned, shrugging his hand off your shoulder as you opened your palm again, releasing Countess with a huff. She coughed violently and you were wishing she choked in her own spit. But then again you wouldn't get the satisfaction of seeing Soldier Boy kill her himself. 

"I'm really gonna enjoy seeing Ben kill you like the lying and traitorous bitch that you are." You smiled at her in the same mocking and cynical way she had mere minutes ago. 

You turned around to face Butcher, jaw tight and your eyes still glowing. He gave you a look, not of fear, but of like "holy shit", there was some amusement there too. You wondered if he enjoyed hurting supes as much as you enjoyed hurting each other. Probably. You said nothing to him as you walked past him and walked out of the trailer. 

Fuck, it had been a long time since you've used your powers, since you felt so much power course through your veins your eyes lit up and sparks left your fingertips. It was like they had died with Ben, but now that you knew he was alive your powers were too. Your fingers still sparkled and your hands were shaking. Did he still remember you? It had been decades. He was tortured and experimented on in ways you couldn't even begin to imagine, would he still be the same or did they break the little humanity he had left? Would he care to know you missed him and cried for him all those years? Jesus. You closed your eyes and sighed unevenly, shaking your head in disbelief with yourself. Why? Why did he still matter so much to you? It's not like he loved you like you did him. No, he loved Countess. You knew she was right, but that didn't make you need him any less. Most supes had their drug, coke, alcohol, sex, but he was yours. 

The two men joined you outside, Hughie having stayed outside that whole time. Butcher and M.M were looking at you, both with different attitudes of course. Butcher looked slightly amused, like he was glad he made the choice to find you. While M.M looked disturbed and like he disapproved of what you had just done. You didn't care about either of their opinions though. 

"What the fuck was that? You can't be pulling shit like that." M.M reprimanded you. You rolled your eyes and scoffed. These men had known you for a collective twelve hours, and they were already telling you what to do. 

"I didn't kill her did I? She's fine." You crossed your arms over your chest. "Besides, when Soldier Boy gets here, she's gonna wish I killed her first. She has it coming." 

"That's not what we're here for. And that sure as hell isn't what we agreed on when we came looking for you." M.M argued, seemingly tensing up at the mention of Soldier boy. Butcher stood close to him, almost as if to calm him down. 

"I'm not doing this for you. I'm here for Soldier Boy. I don't owe you guys shit." You said blankly, but your expression hardened and you dropped your arms at your sides when M.M took a step towards you, his jaw tight and body tense. There it was again, like the mention of Soldier Boy riled him up. "If there is a problem with that, you can say it to my face." 

"You're awfully loyal to a guy who wouldn't so much as bat an eye if you got killed in front of him. If he would kill his own girlfriend, what makes you think he'd be loyal to you?" 

You clenched your jaw and your fingertips twitched with faint violet sparks, "The fuck do you know about Soldier Boy?" 

"I know that he's a piece of shit murderer with no regard for the people he has hurt. I know that he's just like the rest of you supes. And you aren't any better. You are just as bad as Soldier Boy." 

You took a step forward, your hands releasing violet sparks and your eyes were starting to glow as well. Butcher stepped right in front of you, creating a barrier between you and M.M. 

"That's enough. We're all working together here, remember?" 

"This one full on kills Gunpowder but I'm the big bad supe for shocking Countess. You don't know shit about me, or Soldier Boy I can tell you that fucking much." You glared at both of them, your face twisted into a tight expression as you turned to walk away. You heard Butcher call your name, but you ignored him and kept walking until you were away from their sight.

You were loyal to a fault. You often wondered if that was your biggest strength or your biggest weakness. And you were loyal to Soldier Boy, you loved him, though you would never admit that out loud. And you'd be damned if you weren't going to stand up for him. You hadn't realized how far you had wandered off from the property when minutes later you saw a blast and Countess' trailer blow up, leaving nothing but a ball of fire, rubble and ashes behind. Holy fuck, did he do that? 

You ran back to the others, and just as you were running in the darkness of the night, you ran right into a hard armored chest. Your heart raced as your eyes traveled all the way up until you were met with the pair of cold green eyes you had so foolishly fallen in love with. Fuck he was alive, he was here. You took a step back, your lips slightly parted as you tried to speak. You gave him a quick sweep with your eyes, full armor, still fit him perfectly, but no helmet, he had a beard and his hair was slightly longer than you remembered. But it was still him, the same freckled face, the same forest green eyes, the same lips. He hadn't aged a day.

"Ben," You said his name with a small sigh, tears pricking your eyes. You wanted to hug him, kiss him, touch him, anything. But you didn't. Your hands twitched at your sides, but you were frozen in place. You didn't know that he knew you weren't part of what happened. He was going to kill you too for all you knew. "Ben I— I didn't know—" 

"I know." 

"What?" 

He took a step forward, closing the gap you had just made and he ran his fingers over the side of your face as he leaned down. "I know you had nothing to do with this, it's okay sweetheart." 

"I got knocked out cold, and when I came to they told me the Russians killed you. I-I thought you were dead. I cried for you… For decades." You squeezed your eyes shut for a second, trying to stop the tears from falling. When you opened them again, you saw him slightly tilt his head and his eyes were big with pleasant surprise, and maybe endearment? 

"You cried for me?" He asked with a small smirk, like that was even a question. You scoffed softly and shook your head.

"You don't believe me?" You half smiled, you grabbed both of his hands, his shield being left on the ground and you placed them on your face. He looked at you confused for a second but realized what you were doing when you gravitated your sparkling hands over his temples. 

"Woah, sweetheart you don't have to—" 

"Ben, I don't think I could ever say what I felt with words. Just let me show you." You closed your eyes, and after a second of apprehension, he did the same. 

Your fingers ghosted over his temples as you accessed his mind, and you allowed him to access yours. With your powers, whenever you intruded someone else's mind, it could be like a two way street. You could get a glimpse of their mind, their thoughts and memories. But they could also get a glimpse of yours, but only if you allowed it of course. You had created this shield in your mind, so that no one could ever slip into your mind. You had only ever taken that shield down with Ben. You would let him in your mind, you would let him hear your thoughts. He couldn't see images, but he could hear your thoughts, feel your emotions like they were his own. It had been a long time since you had deliberately read someone’s mind. You were high on painkillers and medication half of the time so you didn’t have to listen to people's shitty thoughts. And fuck, it was overwhelming. He felt nothing but agony and despair, a storm inside your mind. He could only imagine that was a fraction of what you felt when he supposedly died. 

An uneven breath left your lips as you let him explore the darkest and most secluded parts of your mind. You let him feel your pain, and you could feel his. You could feel all the pain he endured during his captivity, all the times he begged for someone to come save him. You felt a tear slip from your eye. And just when you were about to speak, you heard someone speak. 

"Oi! The fuck are you two doing? We've got to go. You can kiss and make up later." Butcher, ever the untimely man, called out to you, making you break the connection. 

You gasped softly when you came back to, your eyes glowing violet for a second before they returned to their natural color. You dropped your hands at your sides and looked at Ben. You found his eyes, and they were a mixture of sad and content. And you could return the sentiment. 

Butcher and Hughie walked past you. No M.M. huh.. You didn't bother to ask and you simply followed them. Ben grabbed his shield from the ground and silently walked beside you, though you could feel his burning gaze on you. 

"I missed that." 

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"Man I fucking missed bennies." 

You laughed at that, watching out of the corner of your eye as he crushed up the pills Butcher brought him and snorted them. That sure brought memories. 

"You know there's stronger shit out there right? Benzos barely have any kick." You said in your head, but he heard it too. He snapped his head up and looked in your direction. He looked at Hughie for a second, trying to figure out whether or not they heard it too. And then he realized you were talking in his head, using your powers. 

"Can you not talk in my head? It freaks me the fuck out." He said to you with annoyance. 

You tried to laugh and simply shrugged innocently, pretending you had no idea what he was talking about. "Sorry." Your voice echoed in his head again and he glared at you. 

"I'm sorry who's talking in your head?" Hughie asked with alarm. He probably thought Ben was having a PTSD episode and was hearing voices or something. 

"Mystic powers over here." Ben pointed at you. You smiled innocently and looked at him like you had no idea what he was talking about. "She likes to talk in people's heads to fuck with them. Be thankful she hasn't done it to you." 

"I do not. I just like to fuck with you." You said nonchalantly, casually levitating one of your knives in the air with a slight move of your fingers. 

"You can do that? Talk in people's heads like that?" Hughie asked with hesitation, his eyes a bit wide when he saw you so casually move your knife around in the air. 

"There's a lot of things I can do, kid." 

"Oh you got that right. The things this girl can do. You have no fucking idea." Ben said with a laugh, and this smug glint in his eyes when he looked at you. "The things she can do with her hands. Fuck, she can give you one hell of a time without even touching you I can tell you that." 

Your eyes widened at his unfiltered words and your jaw tightened as your face turned hot. He kept his eyes on you, and there was this shit eating smirk on his face, like he was enjoying your embarrassment. You loved him, but fuck sometimes he made you want to stab him. 

Hughie looked at you with wide eyes, his mouth slightly agape and he looked both confused and disturbed, "You guys?" You could hear the double meaning in his tone. 

"Oh she didn't mention it? That breaks my fucking heart Violet." Ben clicked his tongue in disapproval and shook his head at you. You stopped the motion in your hand at the nickname. Nobody ever called you Violet, it was Violet Storm or your name, only he called you that. 

"I swear to god I'm going to shove my knife into your ear if you don't shut the fuck up." You hissed in his head and glared at him from the spot you had claimed on one of the beds. He simply laughed and took a swing straight from the bottle of whiskey Butcher brought him. 

"I always wondered why you never told anybody 'bout us. I mean, who wouldn't want the world to know they were fucking Soldier Boy?" He kept going, pushing at your buttons like only he could. He was doing this on purpose, antagonizing you, like he was trying to punish you for something. "But then again, you did always want a normal life, marry some ass-kissing corporate asshole, pop out a few girls with pretty purple eyes. It was quite the fantasy you had, what ever happened there?" 

You clenched your jaw, one of your eyes slightly twitching, "Well maybe not all of us could move on and settle for the first stuck up piece of ass Vought sat in front of us. I actually wanted someone that loved me, unlike someone who just settled for the next decent fuck." You said impassively. You tried not to show your emotions, your face remained blank. His, however, was like an open book. The way his nose and jaw twitched and the humourless grin on his face screamed that your words were getting to him, too. If he was going to bite you could bite too.

"Let me guess, nobody lived up to the expectation? It's kinda hard to find someone who can do what I can. Did I ruin all men for you sweetheart? Is that why the minute you heard I was back you came running? Couldn't bear to live without me?" You didn't know if it was the arrogance in his voice, the humiliation you felt or if you just wanted to find an excuse to get back at him for the heartbreak he caused you when he chose Countess over you, whatever it was, you snapped. 

Without thinking twice, you flicked your hand and the knife that you had just been levitating in the air flew straight to the small table Ben was sitting at. The tip of the blade sunk flawlessly in the middle of the burger he was about to grab. His face was fucking priceless. He looked down in front of him for a second or two before his head snapped in your direction, his eyes big and jaw tight. That pissed him off, and not because you could hurt him with your knife, but because that was your intention, deep down. 

"Oh Jesus." You heard Hughie mumble, probably scared to be in the middle of a supe dispute with no powers now that the Temp V had worn off. But what caught your attention was Ben's reaction. 

"The hell is wrong with you? The fuck did you do that for?" 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was aiming that at your fucking dick." You hissed at him, flicking your fingers, bringing your knife back into your hand. You watched him laugh bitterly as he stood up and you dead eyed him as he stood in front of you with a tight expression on his face. 

“Since when are you such a bitch? Did the lack of dick and cocktail of pills fry your fucking head?” He said harshly, huffing at you. You bit your lip, feeling your face grow hot and your fingertips tingle with electricity. 

You stood up in front of him, back straight and head high, even if he was an entire head taller than you, you weren’t scared of him. 

“Since you chose a red head stuck up cunt to have kids with. You really were never too bright were you Ben?” You tilted your head and you could see the way his jaw twitched, but he said nothing. “I saw her thoughts, I could see what was in her mind, and trust me, she fucking hated you. They all did. I didn’t. Not that it mattered to you, you only loved her.”

“Then why the fuck did you let them do that to me? Why didn’t you fucking stop them? Why weren’t you there?” He questioned you, his voice getting louder and louder with each sentence until he was pretty much screaming in your face. 

“I didn’t know!” You screamed back, no longer being able to control your bottled-up emotions, and you snapped. He wasn’t expecting you to answer back, and definitely not scream back at him. He pursed his lips together and glared down at you but said nothing back. So you continued. “I fucking loved you Ben, and trust me I would’ve done anything to protect you but I didn’t know. I stopped hearing their thoughts a few weeks before it happened. I don’t know why, Mindstorm probably did something to protect their minds from me because they knew I would’ve warned you. I would’ve never let that happen if I had known. And trust me had I known you were alive I would’ve looked for you, but I didn’t know. I thought you were fucking dead for fuck’s sake. So don’t punish me for something I had no control over, I punished myself enough for the last thirty years.”

You didn’t realize you were crying until you felt your face get coated with hot tears. Your breathing was uneven and your hands were shaking. You had never told him that you loved him, not ever, you had never even said it out loud. You found his eyes, and they were softer, glossy even, and his expression softened the second those words left your mouth. It was like reality had smacked him across the face, a little too late. 

“Sweetheart I—��� 

You shook your head, “Fuck you Ben. Just fuck you.” Your voice was quiet this time, soft and broken. You missed the look of genuine regret he gave you. But you weren’t looking at him anymore, you stared at the floor as you walked past him, shoving him out of your way and you headed straight to the bathroom.

Ben slightly flinched when he heard the door slam shut. He thought you ripped it off its hinges with how hard it closed. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, mentally kicking himself for being so fucking stupid. You loved him, how did he never see that? 

He was about to follow you to the bathroom when he heard Hughie speak, for the first time in the last five minutes, “Maybe you should let her cool off.” He said quietly and with caution, but he shrunk further into himself on the couch when Ben glared at him. 

“And maybe you should mind your own fucking business before I shove my shield up your ass.” He said to the brunette and smiled sarcastically at him. 

“Nope, I want nothing to do with this.” Hughie said as he stood up and went straight to the door, probably just to sit outside until Butcher came back, but he didn’t definitely didn’t want to be in there when whatever went down between you and Soldier Boy. Probably a good idea. 

Ben paid no mind to it, he instead turned his attention to you. He stood outside the bathroom door and knocked a few times. 

You wiped your face with your hands, keeping your face in them for a few seconds, silently screaming in frustration when you heard a few knocks on the door. You looked up and looked in the direction of the door and you had a feeling it was Ben. No, you knew it was him. 

“Fuck off Ben.” You called out, but instead you saw the door handle jiggle, but of course it was locked. Not that that would actually stop him. 

“Y/N seriously let me in.” He said through the other side, you heard him sigh heavily. You exhaled heavily and told him to go away again, but of course he wasn't going to give up that easy. “You either open this goddamn door or I’ll break it. And then we’ll have no bathroom door. Your choice.” 

You groaned out, running your hands over your face with frustration. He was fucking insufferable, and stubborn as fuck. But you knew he would just kick the door open so it wouldn’t make a difference. You sighed heavily and tried to compose yourself before you unlocked the door and opened it. You glared up at him the second he was in your view. 

“I don’t want to fucking talk to you.” You huffed at him, face fixed into a frown. Fuck he forgot how stubborn you could be too. 

“Don’t be fucking childish.” He rolled his eyes at you and invited himself into the bathroom, making you back up in the constricted space until your back was hitting the vanity sink. 

“Yeah because you’re so mature.” You muttered and rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest and you kept your eyes glued to the shitty floors, but you refused to meet his eye, though you could feel his gaze burn on your face. 

He sighed heavily and took a step closer to you, he wasn’t all up in your face like before, but just enough to be in your way and in your view. And he spoke again, his voice smooth with cockiness, “Do you remember when we first met?” 

“How could I forget?” You chuckled dryly at the memory, it was still fresh in your mind, you thought about it every day. 

“So you remember how you flung me ten feet across the room for trying to kiss you?” He asked with a small smirk. You weren’t looking at him, but you knew he was smirking, you could hear it in his voice. You pursed your lips together trying to stop yourself from smiling, and you simply nodded. “The minute you threw my ass across the room and I saw those pretty eyes light up violet, you fucking had me. I couldn’t stay away from you. You know why?”

“Hm?” You mumbled, still forcing yourself not to look at him. 

He grabbed your face, forcing you to meet his eyes and fuck he had you melting the second his green eyes found yours. He leaned down, his lips ghosting over yours and he spoke, “Because you drove me crazy like nobody ever could, I wanted you from the minute I saw you. You said I didn’t love you, but you’re wrong, I did, I just didn’t think I could have you, not like that.” 

“Thinking was never really your strong suit, was it pretty boy?” You laughed softly at him, not fighting his hold, not fighting his gaze, you just melted into it, you were tired of fighting. 

“Fuck you.” He shot back with a chuckle and a small grin. 

You were about to respond when he crashed his lips against yours without a warning. You gasped against his mouth and inhaled sharply through your nose, but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been dying to feel his lips on yours again. You kissed, him, and you fucking kissed him hard. You gripped his jersey so hard you thought you were going to rip it and you held him against you. He slipped an arm around your back and pulled you flush against his chest as his mouth covered yours. He bit your lip and your mouth fell open. He slipped his tongue in your mouth, exploring it like it was the first time, it sure as hell felt like it after so long. He held you tight and took as much as he could until you were gasping for air. Only then he pulled back, and he was tugging at your clothes like he wanted to rip them right off, he was tempted, too. 

“Fuck, I haven’t had some pussy in forty fucking years, I feel like a hormonal teenager. I really fucking want you, like right fucking now.” He rasped between breaths as he left open mouthed kisses on your neck. You hands were tugging his baseball Jersey off his shoulders when you heard him, and you couldn't help but snort. 

“Jesus. Everything that comes out of your mouth is so gross. Your head is even worse, it’s like fucking Herogasm up in there.” You teased, hissing softly with pleasure when you felt him dig his teeth into the pressure point on your neck, well at least he remembered your weak spots. 

He grabbed your jaw and pressed a hard kiss to your lips before he spoke, “Trust me sweetheart there’s a fuck load of shit up there. I can show you, some other time. I want to be inside this pretty pussy first.” 

“Fine by me.” You bit your lip, your thighs rubbing against each other with anticipation. 

You didn’t waste time, you knew Butcher would be back soon and off you would go. Ben stepped back as you pulled your shirt over your head, and he did the same with his, your clothes making a pile of clothes on the floor. You were all over each other in seconds. 

His mouth was on yours and his hands gripped your ass. You gasped softly when one of his palms collided with your clothed ass and he smirked against your lips. His tongue was back in your mouth and it was fucking messy and desperate, but you didn’t care, hell you loved it. In the process, he hoisted you up on the vanity and he stood between your legs. One of his hands tugged your jeans down your legs, your panties along with it. You kicked them off and you were pretty much naked, exactly how he wanted you. He pulled back, leaving you to chase his lips for a second. He smirked, bringing two fingers to his lips and he spat on them before he was pressing them against your clit. You gasped softly and your eyes instantly closed at the shock of pleasure. He spread the wetness of his fingers over the bud for a second before he was sliding two long digits into you. And you had to bite your lip to stop yourself from screaming. 

“You’re so wet for me already aren’t you, pretty girl? I could fuck you right now, wouldn’t even have to finger you open.” He chuckled lowly as he watched the way his fingers slid in and out of you with ease. And you really wanted to fucking scream then. 

“Ben I know you like to tease and make me beg for it, but we don’t have a lot of time and I swear to god if you don’t fuck me I’m going to shove a knife into your ear while you sleep.” You threatened, one of your hands coming to grip at his longer strands of hair. And he laughed at you, you sounded more desperate than anything. 

“I forgot how desperate you could get when cock drunk. But I like it when you think you can tell me what to do, it’s cute.” He chuckled, mocking you even. But his fingers left you as soon as he said those words. As cocky as he was, you knew he was as desperate for intimacy as you were, the hardened silhouette of his cock said as much. 

He pressed a sloppy kiss to your mouth as he tugged his sweatpants and boxers down his hips and his cock sprung free. He pulled you to the edge of the sink by your hips as he slid into you. He swallowed your moans as he let out a groan of his own the second he felt your walls squeeze his cock. 

“Fuck,” He groaned against your mouth, sitting still for a second, the bare feeling of your walls being nearly enough to make him lose it. But fuck that, he didn’t spend forty years in a lab alone just for him to end this before it began. “I forgot how fucking good your pretty pussy felt around my cock. There was never anything like it.” 

You were barely listening to his words, it had been a long fucking time since you had been intimate with anyone, let alone since you had been with him, and you were already fucking gone. 

He grabbed your ankle and hooked your leg high on his torso as he drew back before he slammed back in with enough force to make you slide back on the sink. And again. And again. He held you by your hips as he quickly found a pace. It was fast and hard, but you knew him, you knew what he could do, and you knew he was holding back. And you didn’t want him too, whatever he had trapped inside there, you wanted him to let it out. 

“Ben,” You could barely trust your voice, but he heard you and he lifted his head, his green eyes small compared to the black of his pupils. You tangled your fingers around his hair and pulled, hard. “I’m not going to break, you know that.” 

He looked at you, his longer strands falling over his eyes as he panted, and he looked like something snapped in his head. In any other situation, you would’ve been able to see that he was holding back, why he was holding back, but your mind could only take so much. He knew he wanted to keep himself together, not lose control, but fuck, if you wanted all of it, he would give you all of it. 

He grabbed the same leg that was on his waist and threw it over his shoulder and snapped his hips, fucking hard. You actually screamed this time, your eyes rolling into the back of your head, the new angle allowing him to bury himself deep enough to brush against your most sensitive spot with each snap of his hips. He wrapped a hand around your hair and pulled your head back, his lips ravishing your neck as he braced himself on the mirror behind your head. There was nothing slow or romantic about the way he fucked you, it was rough and animalistic, like he was angry and also desperate for intimacy all the same time. 

“F-fuck Ben, don’t stop.” You muttered out, your jaw falling open as you felt a burn deep in your stomach and you could feel electricity run through your entire body. 

The hand that wasn’t gripping his hair for dear life gripped the vanity beneath you in an attempt to stop yourself from sliding back and forth with each thrust he gave you. You felt electricity run through your fingers and you felt something crank under your hand along with the warm feeling of sparks on your fingers. 

Well shit. 

“Shit,” Ben chuckled when he saw the way the vanity cracked under your hand and some pieces fell on the floor. “You wanna come sweetheart? You wanna come all over my cock until you’re a shaking, whimpering mess?” He coaxed into your ear, his hips grinding into you as he released your hair and pressed his thumb against your clit. He could feel your wall squeeze him and your legs shake, he knew you were close to tipping over the edge. 

“My pretty Violet,” He pressed a wet kiss to your jaw as he rubbed harsh circles on your clit, and he soaked in the way your lips parted to let out broken moans. “Look at me. Let me see those pretty eyes.” He demanded you, giving you a particularly sharp thrust that made your eyes shoot open, giving him exactly what he wanted. 

“Yeah that’s it, I missed making those pretty eyes lit up.” 

Your eyes were shining bright violet as your orgasm washed over you, leaving you breathless and you shook, your walls clenching around him as a wave of wetness seeped through you. You whimpered his name quietly over and over again as he fucked you through it, soaking in the way your walls squeezed him and it triggered his own release, he didn't have to control himself anymore. 

“Fuck, that’s it, just like that.” He pressed his face into your neck and squeezed his eyes shut, a low moan of his own leaving his lips as he spilled himself inside you with a sharp and deep thrust. You felt the mirror behind you shatter just as he came, his hand putting enough pressure to make pieces fall out the frame. And you knew he felt it too. “Fuck me.”

He stilled inside you and stayed there for a while. You held on to him and you honestly had no idea how long you even stayed there. You just knew that you both were breathing normally by the time he pulled out of you, your mixed releases seeping out of you. Ben still had his face on your neck, but you heard him mumble something. 

“I'm glad you didn’t forget me. I know I never forgot you.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

It felt different, the air, like you no longer could cut it with your knife. Maybe you just needed to fuck it out of your system. It tend to be like that with Ben, a good fuck would solve all of your problems. At least now you were being honest with each other. 

He was sitting on one of the beds now, and you were sitting on the other. Hughie had returned by then, not wanting anything to do with what had just happened so he didn’t inquire much, good. They were talking and you listened quietly, absentmindedly levitating one of your knives, though you knew you would have to talk to Ben about what he said. There were a lot of things you still had to talk about. But you would have time for that. So when Butcher came back with an address for the TNT Twins, you knew you were on your way to fuck some people up. 

You were suiting up when Bucther went to the bathroom and immediately came back with a distraught look on his face. “Oi, the fuck happened in here?”

You and Ben looked at each other, he had a small smirk on his face and his typical smug glint in his eyes. You were a bit more reserved and you felt heat rush through your cheeks as you looked down. Butcher looked at Hughie, and when the younger boy looked at you and Ben, Butcher groaned. 

“Fucking hell you two. I leave you children alone for an hour and you’re already fucking like rabbits.”

“Hey at least you didn’t have to hear it. It was fucking bizzarre.” Hughie muttered from his corner, looking extremely mortified. Ben looked at him with narrowed eyes. 

“I can still shove my shield up your ass. I guarantee you it feels real fucking nice, wanna try it?” He said to Hughie, slightly lifting the heavy shield in his direction and he flashed the younger brunette a perverted smile. 

Poor kid, he had to deal with the three of you. 

“Ben leave him alone, poor kid is already traumatized enough as if by your presence.” You said to Ben, slightly nudging his shoulder with your own as you leaned into him, your chin pressed up against his shoulder. He looked down at you and half smiled, his eyes bright and big. It had been a long time since someone looked at you like that.

You fucking loved Soldier Boy, and he loved you. In his own fucked up way. But you were okay with that, because you were fucked up too. 

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Sanctuary of Nightmares PT6

Platonic SB x Child Reader

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You were about to attempt to run away when you felt the grip of his hands encase you, causing an immideate struggle. You squirmed, kicked, punched, anything you could do to remove yourself from the sudden grip of the iron giant. You were far too blinded by your fear to even listen to him as he swiftly began walking, the clicks of not only his feet but other animatronics filling the air. There were faint words that made it to you. Such as 'calm down' and 'I'm not going to hurt you'. You didn't believe that of course. Especially as his hands pressed into the bruises on the side of your body creating a spike of pain as you moved. It was a while after this struggle when he finally set you down, your body leaving him as soon as he let you go. You attempted to run only to find that you were in some sort of small enclosed space you could faintly tell was an elevator. Absolute terror ran through your system as you turmed to stare up at the huge bear.

You had never expected these things to be so enormous.

You quickly pushed yourself into a corner, trying to keep your distance from him. He attempted to take a step closer but seemed to stop when that action earned a terrified squeak along with you crumbling to the ground in an attempt to get smaller, your head tucked in your knees as if what you couldn't see wouldn't hurt you.

These characters had been your sanctuary, your safe haven. They were the thoughts your mind wandered to when hoping for better things.

You could not have imagined them being this terrifing.

Each metallic and robotic sound only further increased your fear, the source of the noise unseen by you. Eventually you heard no sound at all, your body waiting for an attack.

"Please, please calm down. I swear I will not harm you I-"

"Let me handle this Freddy. I think I can help" a boy's voice suddenly cut off the animatronic, the sound too human to belong to any bot. Yet in your panic, you couldn't have known the difference. All you knew was that you wanted to leave, to get out of here! You wanted home, you wanted normal. None of this can be real, it can't be real it can't-

"Hey...can you hear me?" The voice spoke again, this time closer to you. It was cautious with a clear child-like quality held in it.

It was then that you listened, your racing mind slamming to a halt at the strangeness of hearing anything human. Your quiet sobbing slowed, your head slowly rising only to come face to face with a boy, one similar to who you'd seen earlier.

The emotional whiplash that came from your mind slowly registering that the boy was real was enough to allow your body to subconsciously catch its breath as your mind focused on him.

Once you were looking at him, your rivers of tears slowly stopping, he managed to give a faint smile. It wasn't a very convincing one, in fact he had absolutely no idea what he was doing or how he had stopped your panic. He had only volunteered to try because he was less threatening than the seemingly ten-foot bear.

"I-I'm...Gregory...this is Freddy. He's safe. He's one of the good guys!" The brown-haired boy who you now knew as Gregory explained, his voice switching between nervous and confident faster than you could think to react to it. Freddy gave a small wave when mentioned, though he kept his movement to a minimum as to not further scare you.

Despite his animatronic body not allowing for much expression, he stood almost anxiously, his eyes not diverting from you. His drooped ears helped to further show his own distress, though it was clear that he didn't entirely know how to help a child who was scared of him.

You looked between the two, debating your situation for a moment.

The last animatronic you thought was safe had terrified the living daylights out of you, not to mention attacked this kid. So you were a bit skeptical about the boy's words along with the bot behind him. But, dispite your continued apprehension, you felt a little inclined to believe the boy. He seemed to know a little more than you with his abilities to outmaneuver Moon and having been able to get close to the huge bear, not to mention that he was older than you. If there was anyone who you'd hope to help you in your current situation it would be an older human.

Before you could continue to process your current situation a loud sound startled you back into a defensive postion, your arms wrapped around your legs as they were pulled against your chest. Freddy, not wanting you to regress after Gregory had managed to calm you a little, was quick to address the noise.

"Do not worry! That was just the doors opening! It is nothing to be afraid of! Look" he spoke up before moving to touch the open doors as if to further show their safety.

"See! No danger! You are safe!" Freddy almost enthusiastically replied, his face holding what you assumed was a smile as if he was genuinely proud of partaking in the conversation.

You weren't sure what it was about his over-the-top display, but you found it rather funny to watch the massive bear that had seemed so terrifying only seconds before, move to show you just how safe a door was. The genuine way in which he did so also helped with the comedy of it. So, in spite of yourself, a small laugh escaped your lips, heavily contrasting with your tear-stained face. You quickly tried to muffle it though, afraid you might upset the bear.

The small laugh allowed Freddy to somewhat relax, his stiff posture loosening now that you were calming down a little bit.

Feeling the tense air alleviate slightly Gregory decided to but in again. After all, he wanted to get out of here and he wasn't going to do that of you all were just standing aroun.

"Uh look uh I know we just kinda met but we've gotta get out of here. The robots in this place have gone crazy and the security guard isn't gonna help us. Freddy says there are two ways we can go so I was gonna go to the fire escape. There probably aren't as many security doors there." Gregory explained before outstretching a hand towards you, offering to help you up.

"It's probably safer if you stick with us"

You stared at his hand for a moment, unsure if you should accept the gesture. It didn't take long for you to realize you didn't want to be alone in this place and take his hand. He pulled you up but didn't let go of your hand once you stood and neither did you with his. It seemed that you both were gaining some comfort in each other.

"I will guide you in the direction of the exit, though I will not be able to help you most of the way. It is probably best if you get a map" Freddy explained as he took a few steps out of the elevator. The two of you followed suit, though Gregory held a bit more conviction in his step than you.

"Well, then where do we-" his sentence was cut short by a blaring sound, one that greatly startled both you and him. You pulled him a little closer, afraid that if he went too far you'd lose him.

"Free map"

An automated sound spoke as it outstretched a map to the two of you. You both stood in shock for a moment, the sudden dip in precived danger greatly confusing the both of you. Slowly the shock left and Gregory grabbed the two maps. It was only after doing so that the bot turned away and an annoyed look grew on Gregory's face. With a grip still tightly held onto your hand, he turned away from the bot and handed you the extra map. You took it with a slightly shaking hand, a fact that you tried to hide He seemed more easily able to get over his shock than you so you were trying to stay calm, not wanting to upset him with feeings of fear that he wasn't experiencing.

He stared at you for an extra moment, his annoyed look softening as you took the paper. He took a deep breath, loosening his grip on your hand a little before he turned back to Freddy.

"Do you have another Fazwatch?" He asked the metal bear only for Freddy to shake his head.

"They are not meant to be given out often. You have my last one" Freddy explained, his own disappointment shown once again in his lowered ears. Gregory gave a simple nod in response before turning back to you.

"Then you just have to stay close okay? We're gonna get out of here together" Gregory spoke with confidence and a warning which you took very seriously. You gave a nod, showing that you understood.

"Okay, let's get moving"

The three of you started off on your escape. You picked up rather quickly on what to do as the two avoided the moving security bots, remaining as quiet as they could. Remembering to earlier when you had run into one of these bots you soon understood their purpose and the great necessity to keep away.

They were alarms. And with alarms came people, or more terrifyingly robots, looking to catch whatever had set them off.

However, there was no sign of whoever was supposed to be listening for that alarm nearby, so there was a bit of leeway on the volume level the three of you could produce

"What is your name?" Freddy asked as he tilted his head down ever so slightly to look at you. You stared for a moment, his giant size still ringing a few alarm bells. You tried to gauge the intention behind the question through Gregory, though he seemed mostly focused on walking rather than talking. So, not sure of what to do, you kept silent, your apprehension clear but your fear not as prevalent. Freddy's ears fell again, his eyes showing his sadness in how you didn't answer.

After a bout of silence, Gregory turned to you, slight confusion written on his face.

"Aren't you gonna tell him?" He asked, unable to see why you wouldn't. You quickly averted your eyes from Gregory, feeling the burn of words in your chest.

You never really spoke much. You'd been a quiet kid even before the world had beaten silence into you, so speaking didn't come very well to you. Most times you find it better to just keep your mouth shut.

However, in the presence of two sets of searing curious eyes, you felt entirely uncomfortable and a little cautious. You didn't want to upset them. After all, you didn't really know these two or their tempers. All you knew was that they were helping you, but that could always change.

So, even if you would have preferred not to say anything, you spoke.

"Y/n" you finally answered. Your voice was a soft sound, reminiscent of a whisper in the wind as it somehow reached their ears despite its incredibly low volume.

"What a great name. It is nice to meet you Y/n" Freddy spoke, his voice lowered into just above an actual whisper almost as if he was trying to match your voice but was unable to go lower than a certain point. You kept your eyes averted, hoping he'd just let everything fall back into silence. Luckily it did.

It wasn't very long until the three of you stopped in front of a place Freddy mentioned to be El Chip's. It was only once you and Gregory stood close enough for the door to slightly open that Freddy finally turned to get a better look at you, his eyes scanning, hoping for some type of profile.

He didn't get one, but what he did notice were your injuries. They were wrapped, likely because of his good friend Sun, but they wouldn't stay that way for very long, especially with you moving around so much.

"Gregory, I would like to raise a concern. I can not guarantee that this exit will be open and, while you may be equipped to deal with the consequences if that is so, I'm worried the Y/n may not be able to. Perhaps it's better if they stay with me until you are sure there is an exit" Freddy's voice stayed at the low volume it had been at earlier though it was now twisted in concern. Gregory turned between Freddy and you with a perplexed look, seemingly not understanding Freddy's words.

"What do you mean? They look fine to me!" Gregory responded, his tone almost sharp as he spoke. You felt his hand grip tighter onto yours only for you to wince and pull away from his grip, a shock of pain burning through you. He turned back to you with confusion that quickly turned to realization.

"Oh..." Was all he could say as he seemed to finally notice your bandages. His shock only held for a moment before you saw his face twist in slight anger, his mind spinning with possibilities.

How had this happened? No no, he knew why. Those horrifying bots! They hurt you! And it seemed pretty badly too, especially as he began to notice the other wrapped injuries. God how he hated these things! You were younger than he was! How could they do that to a little kid!? It's one thing to go after him. He's been on the street since he was six, but someone so sensitive? So small? At this point he wouldn't be surprised if they killed babies!

And it was that hatred, that growing seething hatred he had for those bots and what he'd perceived they'd done to you that caused his stubborn mind to begin to build with spite.

"That's even more reason they should stay with me! The faster we both get out the better" Gregory countered, his voice rising in intensity as he turned back to Freddy. Freddy was about to protest Gregory's decision but, upon seeing the seriousness in his eyes, decided better of it. He simply sighed, kneeling down as his eyes flickered between the both of you, apprehension found in the few features that could express emotion.

"I must warn the both of you: when you enter an area where you do not have a locator map signal, I will be unable to reach you. You can update your map at the security office. It is also best to locate any good hiding spots. The daycare attendant should have been released a few minutes ago and it is not safe to be roaming when he is around. Be safe..." Freddy cautioned, his voice anxiety latent. Gregory gave a firm nod, gently grasping your hand again before crouching under the door and into what was hopefully your path out of this place.

And to think just earlier today you had wanted nothing more than to be here...

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CAN WE HAVE AN AU WHERE ITS POSSIBLE FOR ROBOTS AND HUMANS TO HAVE CHILDREN, Y/N GETS PREGNANT WITH SUNDROP’S CHILD AND HOW WOULD SUNNY WOULD REACT, DO, ETC.

FNAF SB Sundrop x Pregnant!Reader Headcanons

Of course! Sorry for the late responce, I'm a bit backed up on requests at the moment!

Summary: You and Sunny have been dating for several months after you'd begun working in the Daycare. After finding out he was biologically accurate, you soon discover that you are pregnant.

Warnings: None

-You are both an emotional wreck. When you told him, there was a sharp silence hanging in the air between you both. You hadn't thought that it could be possible that he be fertile, after all, his parts were mechanical from what you could tell. None the less, here you were. carrying his child. Honestly, you were terrified. You had never considered having kids, let alone with a robot. How could the pair of you give your child a good, normal life? How would it look, would it have a good quality of life? Would it be able to talk, speak, and learn normally? While your mind was racing, on the verge of terrified tears, Suuny's eyes had already begun to leak inky black oil with a pitifully thankful smile. He wasn't sure what he'd done right to give him such wonderful luck, but he was sure he'd never do another bad deed. He was sure your pregnancy was the product of some sort of beautiful karma. He didn't know what would happen next, but he was so excited for whatever it would be.

-You finally have a serious disgussion about the future of your child. About a week after you took your test, and discovered yourself positive, you had to sit Sunny down and ask him the big question. Are the two of you going to keep this baby? And if so, how? Your question hung in the air when you mubled it for the first time. When you repeated it, Sunny felt like his entire circuit board had stalled. He didn't know there were other options, but still, the question was petrifying. You had to do research with him, and explain what your options were, and let him know that he always had a say in what would happen, but you would have the last say. You both sat backstage behind his podeum for hours, googling abortion and what it meant, aswell as adoption, and of course, what keeping a raising the baby together would entail: stable income, schooling, medical upkeep, housing, and dealing with any issues that may arise with him being a robot, and you a human. In the end, you both decided to keep the baby, but kept adoption as your back up plan, should your relationship, or any other circumstance go south.

-You found a friend on the mechanical maintainence team that would be willing to upgrade Sunny in preperation for fatherhood. It was Sunny's idea. For the first few months of your pregnancy, he'd been observing and intaking data of the way the fathers that brought their children to the Daycare acted. He compiled his information, as well as some that he'd gathered from the most trusted parenting websites that he could find into a private database labeled 'How to be a Dad'. After about a week of doing so, Sunny began to realize that the traits he wanted to put into his parenting conficted with the traits he was programmed with, so against your better judgement, he asked you to help him seek out a mechanic that could change his coding. After enduring what was most likely the biggest fight you'd ever had with him, you finally agreed, if only to make him happy. You found a mutal employee that was very accepting of your little family, and agreed right away, free of charge. Sunny forbaid you to be in the room during the proceedure, he said didn't want you to see him apart like that, but in reality, he just didn't want you to hear him tell the mechanic what he wanted changed, for fear that you'd protest. After several hours, and a good recharge, Sunny reemerged from his little cove, to greet you with a slightly deeper, and calmer voice. He sounded more like Moon now, yet he still had that signature Sunny tone. His body was padded with foam that was coated with plastic for easy cleaning, and his demeanor was more serene. Overall, he'd matured.

-He waits on you, hand and foot. From the first moment, sunny's mind had been taken over by your safety and comfort, but after morning sickness, and cravings set, in, his concern grew ten fold. He tired to take over all of your responcibilities at work, much to your dismay. You loved working with the kids and had to remind him of not only tha, but the fact that if it wasn't you doing the work, you'd cease to have a job. He agreed to let you do the bare minimum of what you had to. He would always keep you stocked with your favorite pregnancy snacks and anyhting that could ease your discomfort and cramps. Hot packs, yummy snacks, and massages oh my!

-Sunny's mechanic becomes your doctor. Of course, the mechanic was never wasn't your primary obsetrician, but you couldn't had an animatronic at your appointments, and it was unfair that Sunny didn't get to watch his child develope, while you did. To remedy this, twice a month, your mechanic would have you and Sunny meet them in Parts and Services for an ultrasound. They would lay you down in the chair that the animatronics rest in during upgrades, apply cold gel to your growing belly and manipulated a robotic arm to roll a wand across it to show Sunny the picture of your child on the monitor outside the capsule. The first time, you did this, you happened look over to the window closest to where you boyfriend stood, just in time to watch his eyes widen in astonishment, oil slipping from the lights that he called eyes, before they flicked to yours. You could feel the overwhelming joy radiating from him, and it brought you to tears. Your mechanic also held back tears, glad they could be apart of this beautiful moment. They quickly unlocked the capsule to allow you to exit, but before you could even get up off the chair, Sunny rushed in a scooped you into his arms, both of you sobbing happy tears, ecited for the arrival of your daughter.

-You decide on a name for your daughter. After months of deliberation, agruing, and research, you finally decided that you both you pick three names, and have a third party decide which one sounded best with your last name. Who better to be your third party than the one person who had been there since the start? Sunny, of course, hated the idea of leaving your daughter's name up to Moon, but after days of arguing, he relented. You chose the names: Amelia, Louisa, and Olivia, while Sunny chose more...on theme suggestions, being: Star, Eclipsa, and Aurora. After writing the names down on a sheet of paper, Sunny allowed himself to fall back, in favor of Moon, in a rather cranky way, might I add. After taking the suggestions into consideration, Moon looked up at you, asking if he was allowed to create an option. You guessed it couldn't hurt and gave him the go ahead. The name he added ot the paper brought you to tears, and you knew it was the perfect thing to call your daughter. Moon simply smikred, letting you know that he had had it in mind since you first told Sunny about your pregnancy. After he felt his work was done, he smuggly prepared to give your boyfriend back control of their shared body, and return to his rest. When Sunny's eyes illuminated with bright white light again, you could plainly see inky tears welling up in his eyes. You knew then and there that he loved the name as much as you did. Your daughter, due in just four months, was to be named 'Dawn'.

-You give birth. After so much anticipation, so many tears, and so much patience, today was the day. You had been at work in the Daycare, playing house with the kids. They were fasinated with your pregnancy, and some of them enjoyed playing with you, as if you were their mother, about to deliver their sibling. You never had an issue with it. Who were you to tell them no if they wanted to sepnd all day bringing you plastic food while you sat around? Suddenly, as a little girl brought you a rubber slice of ham on a scratched plastic plate, your head shot up as your cried out. Something was very wrong, that much you could tell. Your lower back hurt badly and excruciating pain shot up your spine and around the sides of your stomach every few minutes. It finally dawned on you: you were having contractions, and they were getting more frequent every time you had one. You shouted out for Sunny, who had been leadin a crafts session across the Daycare. After a lack of responce, many of the kids waiting on you ran off to go find him. Within ten minutes, would were strapped intot he Parts and Service chair, the mechanic, your boyfriend, and the Pizza Plex nurse at your side. The nurse urged you to push while trying to help guide the head of the baby through your birth canal, while Sunny held your hand, petting your face softly, and the mechanic gathered towels and other supplies. After hours of labor, right in the middle of the business day, with children running around, screaming, and the Glamrock band playing directly above, one last push gave enough way for the nurse to pull your baby the rest of the way otu, quickly cradling it in the crook of her arm. The mechanic quickly handled her a dry towell, as well as a damp rap, The nurse swaddled your precious child in the dry towell, and wiped mucus away from her airways, giving way for a pitiful cry to spill into the air. After you released a breath you hadn't realized you'd been holding, they passed your daughter over to you for skin to skin contact. Not a dry eye was held in the room as Sunny cautiously reached a slender finger out to feel his daughter's soft skin, only for her to wrap her tiny fist around the tip of his digit. He gasped a bit, oily tears staining his facial plate.

"You did it, Starlight, Dawn's beautiful, just like you."

"No, hun, we did it."

[ultimatelytired]

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Fandom: FNAF Security Breach  Pairing: N/A x Female!Reader Pronouns: She/Her  Relationship: N/A Occupation: Mechanic Ability: N/A

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[F/N]: Female Name  [L/N]: Last Name [N/N]: Nickname [H/C]: Hair Color [E/C]: Eye Color

Warnings: spoilers to those who haven’t seen fnaf sb.

"You hired me, a person who majored in Mechanical Engineering, to repair damages around the Pizza Plex and the occasional animatronics when they’re damaged?” [F/N] questioned, hands tucked into the pockets of her overalls as she looked at the people who hired her “I better be getting paid good money for this, because this is not what I signed up for.” one of her few employers laughed, throwing their head back before placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it. You’ll be getting paid your share, you’ll even get bonus’ for everything you fix around the Pizza Plex.” she raised a brow at that, they smirked when they piqued her interest “Everything involving the job should be in the contract that you signed, but we are also not responsible for any harm that comes your way as you work here, mmkay?” she gave them a look.

“What is that supposed to mean?” she questions, only to be ignored when they walked over to their desk to grab something, she lets out a sigh, head hanging low before looking up and crossing her arms “So all I need is to keep the machines in tip top condition and fix anything that needs a little fixing? That’s it?” they nod their head.

“Oh, and if we need you to do anything else, we’ll call for you.” they let out a small cheer when they managed to find what they were looking for and so they handed it to her “That’s a high leveled security badge, don’t lose it now, because that’s the only thing that gives you access to the entire property.” they explain, she nods her head before proceeding to put it into one of the many pockets within her utility belt.

“Am I mainly going to be stationed within Parts and Service?” they nod their head, grabbing a clipboard and reading through it.

“Uh huh. You’re free to roam around the Pizza Plex, but when you’re needed somewhere or you need to return to Parts and Service, we’ll send you a notification on your Faz Watch.” at the mention of that, [F/N] glanced down at the watch and looked at the many things it had to offer.

“Hmm, cool.” she muttered to herself as she clicked on a few things. 

“What you need to know about each bots and how to fix them should be in Parts and Service, give them a read when you have to the time, okay?” she nods her head “Alright, for now, go introduce yourself to a few of the animatronics and Officer Vanessa.” she looked back at them.

“Officer Vanessa?” they nod.

“Mm, one of the few human security guards.”

“Ah.” she was then promptly pushed out of the office, she rolled her shoulders before glancing down at her Faz Watch once more and walked off in the direction of where the elevators were, she pushes the button to stop at a floor before going on a small venture to find the Green Rooms of the Glamrock Band. She now looks around in confusion when she somehow found herself in the main lobby instead, she lets out a long sigh “Fucking dammit, this map is hard to read.”

“Need a hand?” raising her head, she was met with a woman who looked just as equally tired as she was, she wore a simple uniform of a white dress shirt with black buttons, shoulder pads and a badge on the left side of her shirt, a pair of black jeans and a cap that said SECURITY on it that sat upon her blonde hair that was tied in a ponytail, even her green eyes looked tired “You must be the new mechanic?” she jokingly salutes.

“And you’re Officer Vanessa.” she shrugs her shoulders.

“That’s me.” she offers her a hand and they shake hands “The name’s Vanessa A, you can call me Vanessa, or whatever you want. I work as a Security Guard for the Pizza Plex.” [F/N] does the OK gesture with her hand before placing a hand on her chest.

“[F/N] [L/N], and I work as a mechanic.” Vanessa nods her head before waving her hand to gesture for the other to follow her.

“I can only assume you’re looking for the animatronics, so I’ll help introduce you.” [F/N] grins as she follows her new workmate.

“Thanks a lot, Ness!” she cheers, Vanessa rolls her eyes but secretly smiled at the nickname. [F/N] followed closely behind Vanessa as she led her to where the Glamrock Gang were being held, asking questions here and there about each animatronic and what their functions were “Oh! I heard that bear and chicken were the original ones during the early stages of the franchise, right? Freddy and Chica, right? The other two were... Bonnie and Foxy?” she nods.

“Wow, you still remember that stuff?” she chuckles to herself, rubbing the back of her head.

“Heh, you could say I was a bit of a fan when I was younger, but it’s been so long since I’ve last been here that I’m surprise I still remember.” 

“Then you must be living in a dream that you’re finally working within your favorite franchise.” [F/N] hums at that, a soft smile appearing on her face.

“Right.” Vanessa nods her head and left it at that.

“Welp, here we are.” Vanessa starts, entering the lobby that led to each of the Glamrock’s Green Rooms “Welcome to Rockstar Row. It starts with Freddy Fazbear, Roxanne Wolf, Montgomery Gator then lastly Glamrock Chica.” [F/N] nods her head, looking around in awe at everything within Rockstar Row.

“Radical.” Vanessa narrows her eyes at the woman, did she just-- she shook her head before raising her wrist up so she could press a button on her own Faz Watch, calling the animatronics in the area to come to them.

“If you ever need to find the animatronics or need them to come to you, just push this button on the Faz Watch and they’ll come straight to you.” she was going to question that but paused when she heard loud thumping, things even started to shake, turning her towards the room, she let out a startled shriek when the four animatronics came barreling towards them.

“Holy shit!” she shouts, Vanessa waves her hands.

“You get used to it.” a bead of sweat bled down the side of her face at that.

“Huh?”

“Officer Vanessa.” raising her head, the person who spoke was the iconic Glamrock Freddy, the face of Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizza Plex, despite being a machine, he gave the two of them a warm smile “What seems to be the issue if you called us all here?” Vanessa waved her hand before gesturing to [F/N], who stood rather awkwardly beside Vanessa.

“I just need you to meet the new mechanic, introduce yourself newbie.” said woman pouted at that before giving the four animatronics a wave.

“Hey, [F/N] [L/N], at your service. Ready to fix you or upgrade you when the time comes, I’m there when you need me or I’m just hanging around in Parts and Service.” Freddy smiles once more before taking his hat off to her and nodding his head.

“Hello, [F/N]. I am Glamrock Freddy, but you probably already knew that, didn’t you?” Freddy says, voice sounding playful, he then lets out a whoa when he was pushed to the side by Chica, who beamed down at [F/N] with a bright smile.

“I’m Glamrock Chica, so lovely to meet you!” she straightens her posture as she continued to wave her hand towards the newest employee, Roxanne was next, crossing her arms while throwing her hair over her shoulder.

“Roxanne Wolf, and don’t you forget it.” she growls when Monty pulls her back, [F/N] leaning backwards when the alligator leaned in close, a big grin along his face while baring his teeth.

“The name’s Montgomery Gator, and you’ll probably be seeing me a lot.” [F/N] glances over at Vanessa as Freddy grabs Monty by his shoulders and pulls him away from her.

“What does he mean by that?” Roxy answers that question before Vanessa could even open her mouth.

“Because Monty is the most destructive out of us all, especially when he has his temper tantrums.” Monty growls at Roxy, who snickers to herself from behind Chica, who got in between the two of them before Monty could get his hands on her, Freddy was behind Monty and holding him back from doing anything brash, Vanessa just exhales loudly.

“I’d say he’s just overly emotional, but they all are, he’s just more physically violent.” she explains “But he’s actually a really chill guy, just try not to agitate him, okay?” [F/N] gives her a thumbs up.

“Got it.” she bids the four animatronics goodbye, following Vanessa out of Rockstar Row to Parts and Service “Aren’t there a few other animatronics?” the blonde nods her head.

“Mm hmm, the Daycare Attendant that resides in the Daycare, if you couldn’t already guess, and DJ Music Man, or DJMM for short, who’s booth is within the Fazcade. He’s the biggest animatronic within the Pizza Plex, but he’s actually a really nice guy, so don’t mind his size.” she nods her head.

“Mmkay, I’ll take your word for it.” the journey to Parts and Service was a short one, but it was calm as the two walked in silence “I guess this is my stop.” [F/N] murmured to herself as she stopped right in front of the door that was labeled PARTS AND Service, Vanessa looks at her and nods her head.

“I guess so.” she rubs the back of her head before pointing at her Faz Watch “If you ever need anything, you can contact me on the Faz Watch or your walkie talkie, either works.” she salutes her once more.

“Righto, Officer Ness.” Vanessa couldn’t help but chuckle at that, she salutes her back.

“Then I’ll see you around, Mechanic [N/N].” both women laugh before Vanessa finally left to do her duties, [F/N] lets out a deep sigh before entering her new “office” that she’ll probably be forced to confide in majority of her time working there. She pulls a face at the dark room that looked all gloomy and boring, she lets out a groan as he body slumped while she threw her head back.

“What a dumpster fire.”

[a few weeks later]

“The lights have been going off in the Daycare at random times then from their set times?” a few weeks into her new job and she’s already wishing she was in a coma because at least she would get some decent sleep, her sleep schedule had gone and fucked off within the first week of working as the Mega Pizza Plex’s new mechanic, having worked hours without a clear schedule and having to come in whenever they gave her a call. Parts and Service had practically become her second home at this rate, she cleaned the place up and added a few things here and there to make it more lively, at least it didn’t look like she was in an abandoned laboratory.

True to their words, Monty was the animatronic that came into Parts and Service more often compared to the others. Majority of the time his claws or arms would be busted from the time he would lose his temper, sometimes he would overheat and he would short circuit and she would need to cool him down while repairing his claws from the damages done by the constant beating they got whenever he lost his temper. It got to the point that she had to upgrade them herself and add a few extra details to stop Monty from damaging them to the point they wouldn’t be recognizable. But his constant visits meant they had plenty of time to get along and talk about whatever comes to either of their minds, sometimes the gator would bring his guitar just so he could play a couple songs to her and ask for her opinion. In return, [F/N] would bring her record player and old records and have different songs play as she worked on Monty and later ask which song he liked most from each album.

Freddy would come and visit [F/N] just to simply talk and keep her company, [F/N] would take that opportunity to do some weekly check ups and to see if his system was in order, having been told by her higher ups that since he was the face of the entire Pizzeria and one of the most popular animatronics, he needed to be handled with extra care and that she couldn’t fuck up no matter what. Freddy was always in great condition and the most she would do with him was update his system while also giving his shell a good clean, other than that, they two of them would often have nice chats.

Roxy was something, alright. The first time she came into Parts and Service was when an accident happened on her raceway and she had to come and get herself fixed; cleaned up, per say, because she was a total wreck. [F/N] sweat dropped when the wolf was crying oil from her eyes, wailing how she looked like a disaster and that if she didn’t look the best nobody was going to like. This leads to [F/N] giving her eyes an upgrade and practically giving the wolf a complete makeover, she wiped the oil off her forehead with a rag and watched the way Roxy marveled at her look within a mirror. From then on, Roxy wolf visit [F/N] for a preen up and talk about anything that annoyed her that day or just to watch her as [F/N] worked on other things.

Her and Chica was a little funny. Chica reminded [F/N] of one of those fitness instructors from those old T.V shows, and it showed by the way Chica spoke like one of the motivational speakers whenever [F/N] worked, The chicken was also a sweetheart because she would bring [F/N] food and water to keep her steady and hydrated, she scolded the woman when she saw her bring a bottle of alcohol and energy drinks into Parts and Service just to down the bottles, saying that it was to keep her from falling asleep. Chica’s maintenance would be just deep cleaning, she was told that Chica would sometimes glitch out and each from the trash or food in general, cleaning her stomach cavity was a nightmare because it was absolute filthy. She never told the girl, because she thought that it would make her cry, so she keeps that to herself as she works.

Now her relationship with Vanessa, it was a good one. Vanessa leaned towards a quiet and stern personality, while [F/N] was a bit more relaxed and carefree, but they got along quite nicely. [F/N] was already friendly with the woman and knowing how she preferred being in her own personal space, she respected that and would visit her after informing the security guard through their Faz Watch’s. The two of them would have simple and subtle conversations whenever they were together and only when Vanessa has had her wake up call would be when she’s more expressive and less dead inside, it’s quite funny, honestly. Other than that, the rare moments Vanessa would visit [F/N] in Parts and Service would be the blonde woman reveling in the workshop as [F/N] worked on repairs and whatnots in absolute silence just to simple calm herself and leave herself to her thoughts.

Anyways-

“Yeah, apparently the lights have been going off then when they’re scheduled to go off.” Vanessa informed her “Moon has also been leaving the Daycare whenever it happens and has been causing a bit of a ruckus.” this causes [F/N] to raise her head from what she was doing and look over at her.

“Is that the reason why so many of the S.T.A.F.F Bots have been coming to Parts and Service in pieces? I guess it wasn’t Monty after all.” 

“See, I told you it wasn’t me!” she presses her lips to a thin line, glancing down at Monty, who was on the chair within the Protective Cylinder with his chest open and her hands fixing up his wires after they came loose after a performance “Damn, I’d really appreciate it if you’d stop thinking of me as the type to just destroy things on a whim.” he lets out a yelp when [F/N] yanked on his wires.

“Well, maybe if you did stop destroying things and giving me more pointless things to fix, than maybe I would stop thinking that.” he whimpers at that and went back to laying on the chair, she huffs “I got it, I’ll see what’d going on with the power in the Daycare.” Vanessa nods her head to that.

“Good, I’ll inform the higher ups and leave you to it.”

“Thanks, have a good one, Ness.” she nods her head once more before leaving Parts and Service, [F/N] waves her goodbye before glancing down at Monty, who pushed himself up and was resting his weight on his elbows “Thanks to that, you’re off the hook.” he silently cheers.

“Wonderful.” he winces when a dark look shadows over her face, he immediately turned away, shivering on the spot as she leans in close.

“But if I ever find out that one of the Map Bots, Security Bots or S.T.A.F.F Bots were mangled up and it was your fault, I’ll throw your dismembered head into one of the ponds in your golf course.” he whimpers, giving her a shaky thumbs up.

“Got it boss.” she rolls her eyes before chuckling softly, she finished her work and Monty leaves Parts and Service to return to his Green Room within Rockstar Row, she slaps her hands onto her face before grabbing her clipboard and adding something else at the bottom of the already long list.

“Lights within Superstar Daycare.” she adds a full stop at the end of it with a sharp jab before tucking it under her arm and leaving for the Daycare, it was also a perfect time to meet the Daycare Attendant; Sundrop, though maybe she might not be able to meet him because she was needing to be above the ceiling panels of the daycare to check out the wiring and whatnot for the lightning. When she arrived, she attached herself to a harness for safety before crawling into the space and checking out the lights above the daycare, she learned there were other lights within the daycare that were powered by five generators “I guess I’ll check that out after I’m done up here.”

This brings us to Sundrop, it was after hours and he was in the middle of cleaning up the daycare after all the children left the daycare, he was stacking the blocks on top of each other when his sensors managed to catch a sound and slight movement. He raised his head and looked side to side in confusion, trying to detect what his sensors did but he saw nothing, he blinked when something trickled from above him and landed on his nose. With that in mind, he raised his head and noticed that ceiling panels were moving, was someone up there? Unlike Roxy, he didn’t have eyes that allowed him to detect what was through the ceilings panels, but he could tell that it wasn’t simply a rat nor Mini Music Man, maybe he should report this to securi—

“WAH!!” his eyes widened at the sight of the panels giving way and someone falling through the ceiling, his immediate response was opening his arms out to catch them but the harness they strapped themselves to caught them before they could hit the ground so now they were dangling in front of Sundrop.

…

…

“Hey there, and sorry, I’m just hanging around.” he pulls a face before bursting out into laughter.

“Oh, I see what you did there! Be— Because you’re hanging from the ceiling.” she giggled softly at the laughter she earned from the animatronic sun, he pats his chest and looked at her once more to notice her open her arms out.

“Think you can give me a hand?” she hums softly when she noticed the sun rays around his head perk up at that, his body did the same thing as he raised his arms up.

“Oh, of course!” she lets out a soft exhale as she dusts herself off, she looks up at the ceiling before letting out a groan. “Fuck.” Sundrop lets out a gasp as he points at her.

“Language!” she rolls her eyes then glanced down at the floor, perking up when she noticed that her clipboard fell with her so she picked it up and clicked her pin, jotting down other stuff onto the list.

“Fix the ceiling in the daycare.” she underlines it then unclicks her pin and put it behind her ear, she then turned her attention to the animatronic and gave him a polite yet tired smile “Hello there, quite the first impression, but my name is [F/N], a mechanic hired by the Pizza Plex.” he stared down at her before the already permanent smile on his face grew.

“Why, hello there new friend! I am Sundrop, the Daycare Attendant!” she nods her head, he bounces around as he watched her look around “May I ask as to what you were doing?”

“Oh, I was informed that the lights in the daycare have been going out then when they’re usually scheduled too. I’ve been tasked to figure out why and possibly fix the problem.” she raised a brow when Sundrop grew nervous, she shrugged her shoulders as she started wandering around the daycare in search for the five generators.

“A-Are we going to get in trouble?” she raised her hand and waved it to dismiss his concern, eyes not leaving her clipboard.

“Unless you’re the one that’s causing it, then I highly doubt it. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, I’ll fix what’s wrong and be out of your way.” she answered truthfully, this didn’t ease his concern as he started following closely behind her, she pressed her lips together at the feeling that if he could breathe she could feel his breath against her neck. She glanced back at him and watched him lurch backwards, hands raised up before he pressed his fingers together, nervously pressing them together “Look, you’re not in trouble. Nothing bad is going to happen to you if that’s what you’re thinking.”  “Mm, it’s not just that…” he muttered, she raised a brow.

“Then what is it?” he takes a breath then presses his finger to his temple.

“I’m worried about Moon… and what he’ll do to you.” she stared up at him before letting out a laugh, she brought her hand to her mouth as she reached forward and grabbed his wrist, she pulled it down and rubbed her thumb into his metal wrist.

“You don’t need to worry about little ‘ol me, I’m fully aware of what Moon is capable of and I know I’m capable of handling him and looking after myself, but thank you for your concern nonetheless.” she nods her head to him then glanced behind him when she noticed the security desk, so she pats his hand before walking past him and towards the desk. Her back was towards him so she didn’t notice the way Sundrop stared at his hand as she reached for one of the flashlights in the flashlight recharge station, she then looks at the messy desk and pushes away anything unnecessary so she can grab the schedule for when the lights at supposed to turn off.

She turns around once more so she could lean against the desk as she reads through the documents, she sniffles and yawns to herself as she reads through the contents of the documents, mentally noting down when the lights were supposed to turn off and when they’ve been going off when they’re not supposed too. She glances down at the time before looking up with her eyes when the lights turned off, dang, it was at the hourly mark when all the power converts to the charging stations so all the animatronics are supposed to recharge at the recharge stations. She flicks the flashlight on and luminaries her path in search for Sundrop, but there wasn’t any sign of the animatron—

“What’s this? An unexpected guest?” a shiver ran down her spine when she felt something loom over her from behind “The daycare is closed for the day, you are intruding. It is my job to dispose of unwanted intruders.” before he could even get his hands on her, she wiped her body around and slammed the end of the flashlight into his faceplate hard enough that he stumbled to the ground and screwed with his AI, causing it to glitch.

“I know about you, Moon. You’re practically another security guard but more violent.” she knelt down, grabbing him by his long neck and pulling him forward “I am not to be underestimated, alright? Fuck around and find out.” she throws him back and stood to her feet, dusting her shoulder off before looking for the generators scattered across the daycare, meanwhile with Moon, he was still trying to register what just happened.

“She really kicked your butt.” Sun retorted in their shared mind, Moon scowls as he rubs his face.

“Silence, Sun.” he just giggles in the back of their shared head, she was going to reprimand Moondrop once more when she felt him behind her but let him be when he quietly watched her work around the daycare. Moondrop raised a brow when he noticed her sway a little, her body tittering back and forth while her eyes were drooping, only then did he notice the bags under her eyes and how exhausted she looked “When was the last time you had a proper night’s rest?” at that question, she sniffles a little and looked up in thought.

“… mm, when did I start working here?” he gives her a shocked look.

“That’s not healthy.” she shrugs.

“I don’t get paid to sleep, I get paid to work and that’s that.” before she could continue her work, she was turned around by Moon, him kneeling down and raising his finger while tutting it side to side.

“I understand you’re doing your job, but while you’re here in the Daycare and I am here instead of Sun, you will sleep until the lights are turned on. It’s not that long, but getting some sleep is better than getting none.” she stared up at him, glancing to the side as she thought about the offer, then shrugged her shoulders.

“You better wake me up if something bad happens then.” before he could say anything, she drops everything that was in her hands before proceeding to face plant into the ground. Both himself and Sundrop panic and quickly kneel down to pick her up off the ground, he then settles himself into a quiet corner, cradling her in his arms as she fell into a deep sleep that she most definitely needed.

[a week later]

Maintenance in the Daycare was something [F/N] looked forward to now because not only did she get to hang with Sundrop and Moondrop, but because she got to sleep and wake up not wanting to fucking die. Moondrop was a fucking riot to hang with when he didn’t have homicidal thoughts, mostly because the two of them would do shit that would drive Sundrop through the roof. Speaking of which, the sun animatronic scares her in ways that doesn’t frighten her, but the fact that she caught him chugging down a bottle of glitter glue… she had to sprint out of there when the machine chased after her and shouted that it wasn't what it looked like.  “Why are these vents so fucking big?” she muttered to herself, crawling through the space in search for the thing that was making so much rattling whenever the Pizzeria closed. She was told to find it, it was just that the rattling happened around the vents around Parts and Service and it greatly annoyed her so she wanted to investigate it so that the noise would cease, and yet she had no luck in finding it so far.

“Hey, [F/N].” she glances down at her Faz Watch and saw that she was getting a message from Vanessa, so she turns so she was laying on her back and raised the watch closer to her “Where are you right now?”

“Vibing in a vent.”

“Why are you— never mind, DJ Music Man is in need of a check up. Some teens threw food in his mouth and we can’t seem to get it out.” [F/N] closes her eyes, inhaling deeply through her nose as her head drops and hits the vent.

“Is he in his booth?”  “Uh huh.”

“I’ll be there in a couple minutes.”

“Got it.” Vanessa disconnects from the line and so [F/N] lets out a long groan this time, she exhales and pushes herself onto her elbows, and then did she see what was making all that racket in the vents. There she saw a miniature version of DJMM and this version of him was holding a pair of cymbals in his hands,

“Now that’s fucking cute.” she muttered, his teeth made a chittering sound as he patted on his feet, he then waddles over to her and she sets up a bit so he could situate himself in her lap “Hey there, little guy. Mind showing me the way to the bigger version of you through the vents? You seem to know your way around these vents better than I.” he claps his cymbals happily before leaping out of her lap and leading the way, she follows behind closely and when she reaches the end of the vent, he moves to the side to let her remove the screws to the vent. Unfortunately for her, she hadn’t realized where the vent was placed so when she crawled out, she fell and landed awkwardly on her face.

…

…

“Not a word.” even though he did not have a voice box like the other animatronics, she could tell that he was laughing. When she collected herself, she extends her arms out towards the vent and this allows him to lean from the opening and into her arms, and with him secure, she makes her way out of the room and towards the area where DJMM resides in “Hey, big man, you awake?!” she shouts, cupping her mouth with her hand to amplify her voice, she hums to herself when the large spider like animatronic peeked his head out of his booth.

“You called?” the sound of various radio channels was heard and DJMM rose up from where he was, she grinned as Mini DJMM sat on her shoulder “What can I do for you?” she playfully rolls her eyes, hands on her hips as she continued to look up at him.

“I believe we both know why I’m here.” he lets out a sigh, leaning down and resting his big body onto the back of his hands.

“Children these days just don’t know discipline, especially the teens.” she nods her head.

“Uh huh, some of them are very vicious.”

“You don’t say.” she huffs, shaking her head.

“Well, let’s not delay this any longer, aight?” he lets out a reluctant sigh but nodded his head, he extends a hand out to her and she didn’t hesitate to hop into the palm of his hand and with that he made his way to a bigger part of the Pizza Plex that was reserved specifically for him when he needed to be cleaned “Oh, while we’re in the topic, I’ve been informed that you have a new upgrade.” he glances down at her.

“Upgrade? Of what sorts?” she hums, removing the clipboard from her hip and so she and Mini Music Man look at the documents, she narrows her eyes at it as she pulls it closer to her face.

“Apparently it’s called… Bouncer Mode?” she hums at that, pursing her lips as Mini Music Man claps his cymbals gently in curiosity “You’re just another form of security basically, escorting guests that aren’t found in the Pizza Plex’s files out or guests that are threatening.” he nods his head.

“So I’m basically extra muscle?” she snaps her fingers.

“Yeah, that sounds about right.” she gently knocks on the palm of his hand and gave him a grin “I can only imagine how frightening seeing you chase after them can be, talk about nightmare fuel.” they each share a laugh, upon reaching the warehouse, music was playing in the background as [F/N] spent the next couple of hours cleaning DJMM up to the point he was squeaky clean, by the end of it, she was laying on the ground, soaking wet and exhausted while DJMM was bouncing up and down that he finally got a wash up after weeks of negligence from management.

“Many thanks, [F/N].” he chuckled softly when she raised a thumbs up towards him, she then peeled herself off the ground, taking her cap off and shaky her head to rid the water infested in her hair.

“Now that that’s over, let’s get you that new upgrade. It shouldn’t take too long, so you should be back in your booth in no time!” he nods his head to her words so here she was, sitting on his shoulder with a laptop on her lap and Mini Music Man in her head, watching her tap away at the keyboard while the information for DJMM flew across the screen.

“It won’t do anything to hinder my current software, right?” she nods her head, eyes not leaving the screen.

“Yeah, don’t worry about that. It won’t activate unless a threat is detected, and since we haven’t been really getting threats in the Pizza Plex lately, it’ll probably be sitting in the back of your head.” he nods his head, upon finishing the final touch up of the upgrade, she pushed the enter button and it was uploaded into DJMM’s software. Both she and Mini Music Man leaned forward and watched as the data was processed and when he came to be, he stood up straight “How do you feel?”

“… the same.” she deadpans, she sighs.

“Well, we’ll never know until someone trespasses onto the property.” she says offhandedly, thanking him as he lowered her towards the ground “I mean, who’s foolish enough to break into a pizzeria?” he shrugged.

“Desperate fans.” she snorts.

“True.” she walks with him back to his booth, dropping Mini Music Man off in the process then left the two with a goodbye, the two doing the same and waving her goodbye. She was now back in Parts and Service, collapsing onto her wheelie chair with a groan, she leans back while running a hand through her hair after removing her cap and starts fanning herself.

‘Management have been stepping up the security around the Pizza Plex lately, going so far as to giving DJMM, who’s usually so gentle and laid back, such a bizarre upgrade. I noticed it immediately and had to tone it down in fear that he might actually hurt someone.’ she exhaled deeply, glancing over at her desk and noticed the few photos of her and the animatronics, Vanessa and even a few children scattered across it and even on the computer ‘I’m getting worried as for what’s to come.’

Headcanon:

it’s an unspoken rule amongst the animatronics that no harm must come to [f/n].

why?

simple.

because she is one of the nicest mechanics, technicians, helper, whatever, that’s worked at the pizza plex in the longest time.

the other employees that has worked in parts and service were so mean in the past and never considered the animatronics feelings and opinions, always brushing it off their shoulders just to finish their work.

not [f/n], oh no.

despite always being tired and a little standoffish, she was always rather welcoming and very friendly, even for the short tempered monty and lethal moon.

moon learned not to mess with her when he realized just how strong she was.

he and sun were coming in for their check up when they witnessed her lifting monty up with pure strength and the alligator was struggling to remove himself from her grip.

what freaked him out was the way monty screamed for help.

anyways-

whenever the animatronics had to come in for their monthly maintenance and other upgrades, [f/n] would always just and make the process as comfortable and atmosphere as welcome as she could.

she knew they were always frightened being in that dark gloomy room, so she always tried to brighten it up and make it as quick as she could.

and for that they were grateful.

her and vanessa get along quite swimmingly as well.

vanessa liked her company because she wasn’t so chatty, but when they did decide to converse, they spoke of topics vanessa knew and was fond of and the blonde enjoyed it.

conversations with the mechanic made her feel sane and whole.

the oddest thing about [f/n] after she started working at the pizza plex and her sleep schedule got pretty shit, she would fall asleep in the oddest of places.

the daycare’s ball pit? yup.

monty golf? uh huh.

roxy’s raceway? totally.

the worst spot? somewhere in the ceiling.

mini music man was the one to discover her, strapped in her harness and practically at the verge of falling of the beam she was laying on.

she was firmly scolded by freddy, chica, djmm, sundrop and vanessa.

moon, monty and roxy were laughing while mini music man was shaky his head.

the map bots startled her when she was still new and didn’t know her way around.

she decked one across the face when it suddenly appeared in front of her, promptly had to fix it before anyone discovered what she did.

she likes the caution bots. they remind her of puppies/dogs.

other than that, she’s the friendly and overworked mechanic that wishes she could get at least a raise for the amount of work management is throwing at her.

… motherfu— 

[kuroimarzipan]

Sandrine as a Recruitable NPC

Roehgeim | Sandrine | Sonje | Amlodi | Mellow

Name: Archon Sandrine Grandtemps Alternate Name or Alias?: Sandrine Truthseeker (epithet) Race & Job: Duskwight Elezen, Historian (healer, combines techniques from Sharlayan astrology and Gelmorran conjury as well as incorporating a chirurgeon’s knowledge. Nickname: Don’t call her Sandy or you’ll regret it Default Tarot Card: Six of Swords

Do they have the Echo? If so, how did they discover it?: Yes. Sandrine’s echo takes the form of dreams of potential futures, and her first was not long after she received Archon status for her research on Dravanian history - a vision of Temple Knights arriving in New Sharlayan to arrest and then execute her. She was able to hide herself from the temple knights due to this vision, but their inqiuries resulted in all of her research being reclassified as restricted by the Sharlayan forum.

How/where does the WoL meet them?: The WoL will first meet Sandrine and her partner, Sonje, during ARR, as they are both working alongside the Maelstrom on Operation Archon. They are both Duty Support options for the three MSQ roulette duties.

How are they recruited into the Scions?: Sandrine cannot be recruited into the scions until the end of Stormblood, where you can recruit both her and Sonje at Rhalgr’s Reach. (Note: you cannot recruit one without the other.)

Romanceable?: Yes, poly romance only (She will not leave Sonje or Ysayle for the WoL)

Where they are in the open world:

(During ARR) At the Arcanist’s guild in Limsa Lominsa

(During Heavensward) In Tailfeather

(During Stormblood) In Rhalgr’s Reach

(Post-Scions recruitment) At the Rising Stones

(Post-Endwalker) In Noumenon, New Sharlayan

Default saying: 

(At Arcanist’s guild, ARR) “Arcanima is an intriguing field of magic to be sure. Are you also here to study?”

(In Tailfeather, HW) “Ah, [WoL]. What a coincidence to see you here. What is our business here, you ask? Do not concern yourself with such matters. ...And please tell no Temple Knights of my presence here. Judging by your present company, that shouldn’t be an issue, however.”

(In Rhalgr’s Reach, SB) “[WoL], you look terrible. Running yourself ragged will not win the war. You had better not neglect yourself.”

(At the Rising Stones) “As it turns out, we’ve settled in quite well to our new roles as Scions. Perhaps we should have considered it earlier... But then again, we had to be in the right place at the right time.”

(Post-Endwalker) “These Sharlayans... How many times do I have to tell the Forum what for?”

What do they typically do off-screen?: Offscreen, Sandrine will follow her visions so that she may prevent disastrous futures from occuring. She is used to waiting years at a time for the right moment. Of note, if certain requirements are met, she and Sonje will be able to save Ysayle at the end of Heavensward, unlocking her as a recruitable Scion at the end of Stormblood alongside the two.

Things they Generally Approve of:

discussing the historical context of situations and places you are in

letting her infodump

maintaining your wellbeing

flowers

exercising due pragmatism and/or caution

not wavering in the face of a challenge

Things they Generally Disapprove of:

reckless stupidity

being cut off while explaining something

being called Sandy

not being listened to (will result in “I told you so”)

making assumptions about a situation without first gathering more information

Are they in a Grand Company? Which one?: No, and she will actively avoid Ishgardian Temple Knights until the WoL confirms her name is cleared.

Friends:

Sonje Boarsblood (lover)

Ysayle Dangoulain (lover, if Ysayle is saved by Sandrine and Sonje)

Carmille Fierlaine

Thubyrgeim Guldweitzwyn

Marcechamp

Orella

Ameliance Leveilleur

Urianger Augurelt

Y’shtola Rhul

Flaming Orchid

Yotsuyu (requires you to bring Sandrine to Doma during 4.2 and 4.3)

Small side mission(s):

(Heavensward) Sandrine and Sonje can be found in Tailfeather as you pass through during MSQ. If you do a small fetch quest for her, and have the right conversation with Vidofnir, it will allow Sandrine and Sonje to save Ysayle at the end of Heavensward (if she is not saved by the WoL themselves).

(Stormblood) On your initial arrival to Rhalgr’s Reach, you can do another fetch quest for Sandrine as she helps to heal the injured.

(Endwalker) Sandrine has a personal quest where you help her appeal to the forum to get her Archon thesis removed from the restricted section and returned to general use. Succeeding in this will unlock her as a romance option.

Potential tarot card changes:

If accepted into the Scions: The Star

If romanced by the WoL: Temperance

If not recruited/kept as an adventurer: Queen of Swords

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[abri-chan]

Reading SB BL chapter 34, where 1) Minho had decided to end his life, so he really said let me have a good fuck beforehand, 2) WK thinks Minho fucking him is an opening to make him fall for him, and acting like they're newlyweds (oh I love you, like that makes up for me raping you), 3) Minho deciding to kill himself instead of killing WK, at least take him with you, don't let him off the hook.

That tie will break, or WK will get up to piss and catch Minho mid act, and then WK will make this all about himself again.

Minho, do one good thing in this SB universe: kill WK steal his money, then write your life story as a best-seller, I beg you.

(I already lost hope for WK once he started begging for men for pussy, instead of Doona. Not that Doona would take him, because he's trash. But Minho? Pathetic Minho?

And the fact Minho keeps being pathetic and directing his anger inwards? This time you're not in the wrong Minho--WK fucked you up. It's not your fault, you should make WK suffer, make him your sub bitch idk. But don't go thinking he really loves you (does WK even know what loving is, and no he does not love you), and now you can kill yourself and be at peace.)

In short, don't do it, Minho, you may survive.

(I do think he may survive bc we are shown the sounds right at the end... I think if he was gonna die for real, you would either show him dead by the end of the chapter or by the middle. Yes, this version builds suspense but it betrays that he will survive bc storywise, he would be dead by the opening of next chapter, so epilogue would be too short for the second half. Or you'd have to spend a whole chapter waiting if he died or not to find out he died at the end, and you feel the suspense is gone by one chapter prior. Maybe he has to be taken to the hospital or falls into a coma...

So to explain this better, storytelling wise, death of main character can happen at the end of the chapter as a very strong punch to the gut, or at the middle of the chapter to leave plenty space for an epilogue--say how others react to that death etc. The way it is set up right now, Minho will die at the beginning of next chapter, and that makes sense only for non main character bc 1) you wasted the chance to make the punch stronger by killing him right at the end of prior chapter, 2) there's 3/4 epilogue space let's say, and that's too much that you forgot the punch, or 3) worst case, you kill him at the end of next chapter but now the punch has no strength bc you dragged the death concept too long)

--

From the cover of the spinoff

Is that the mark of the tie from the recent chapter? Of his failed suicide attempted (maybe he's depressed it didn't work...)? Or just the chain mark from the first few chapters (notice the bruised face from punching... either way foreshadowing)

--

Real quick from reading the English translation.

Minho's face is all of us right now.

("this bitch serious?")

(In general, I noticed from the beginning of this manga to now, Minho's eyes get smaller and smaller and more and more tired. But since this chapter teases is to suicide possibly, it's also a metal for how his field-view of life is getting closer and closer, and more and more of the world turns dark.)

WK is an idiot, and he shows he hasn't changed one bit. He tells Minho how much he loves him, and how he wants to change, but notice how his behavior speaks. He tries to kiss Minho after sex Minho pushes him away, Minho starts moaning and whining "I'm a changed man but please oh please let me kiss you. I won't shut up until you do." It is important to WK to get that kiss, to seal the sex that just happened as making love, bc he wants to believe it is intimate, and that he may have a chance with Minho now. As though, all is forgiven bc WK loves Minho now, so forget the rape, forget how he still won't respect Minho's boundaries of not wanting to kiss, plus also, how he goes back to his old ways to wear Minho down until Minho agrees. This is further cemented by Minho's answer "do as you want." So WK fails twice, by being the definition of Minho giving up an inch and WK taking a foot, and by lying to himself that if he gets the action of intimacy (a kiss after sex), this will equal the act of intimacy, as though the action itself will make it true.

There's another scene which I'm tired to find screenshots about but it goes as follows: WK holding on to Minho's shirt in bed, like a little child. So Minho says "don't cling to me", and at first I was excited bc I thought Minho meant "you are annoying", but the panel that follows "I don't want to have anything tying me to this world." It must be that the "..." during the scene of WK's love confession is Minho making a decision about WK's words, and his decision was to believe him, and as he says walking towards the door, knowing one person loved him was enough to fill he was worth something. I doubt WK loves Minho, but WK thinks he does, and Minho chooses to believe it bc he wants to be worth something and he thinks if one person can love him, he is not utter scum and he has some value. And now he can make peace that his life didn't go without leaving a mark on someone. (It is also that he sees WK clinging as something that tied him to the world, so something desirable as opposed to annoying, which as much as I think he should have hurt WK, I can't reason with a man about to commit suicide.)

(I went and found the panels after all)

The panels denoting Minho's dark thoughts are very well drawn actually, and interesting too. The darkness, like ink flows into him, from his head (he made the decision), down his neck, and toward his body. And the light of the bathroom as the light of salvation, bc he wants to end it all. It's a nice play on dark and light, and also the way suicidal thoughts are presented visually.

I'm also kinda annoyed with WK bc he's the annoying kind of clingy: he needs Minho for affirmation. He makes it all about himself, and even when extending an ounce of understanding to Minho getting raped by WK's friends, he forgets soon after they have sex, and acts as though they're lovers on a honey moon, as though Minho is in the right state of mind to tend to WK's emotional needs. And for what? So WK can use his as an experimental rat to test and figure out what he wants on? WK thinks that bc all is right in his head now: he knows what he wants, all must also be right with the world, and it doesn't work like that. He has yet to grow past that age when a child closes his eyes and thinks the world around them doesn't exist, because other people surely can't exist if he doesn't see them, and they can't feel if he doesn't witness.

--

I was reading/am reading Legs which cannot walk along with SB in the current timeline, and it is funny to me that as of right now Teasung (a mafia boss) and the uke there may have a happy ending (chapter 80), while SB BL spinoff is heading for suicide: a rich entitled kid can use more trouble, it seems, than a prostitute child who grew up in the streets and raised in ranks through murder (make of it what you will). There were so many parallels btw Taesung and WK in this spinoff, like chaining the "uke" to the bed, but one is a gangster, and the other is a rich kid that supposedly is a decent citizen, so again, make of it what you will.

[brownsugar-dreams]

The Ambitious Sugar Babe

So what happens when you’re getting a steady allowance and you want to take your sugar money to try and advance yourself in life? Society hates SWers and women who use their body, looks, personality to make money so be prepared for that. I’m in the process of trying to purchase property and have hit some roadblocks with my lender.

Finding out that my whore money isn’t good enough to get me approved for a mortgage 🥲 Now I have to push back my timeline for buying a home while I “make legit money” is probably one of the most frustrating things to happen to me lately. I’m just fortunate enough to have parents that support me and will help legitimize my money. Do y’all want me to document this homebuying process? I feel like this may be a common problem SBs and other SWers may face when trying to get loans, mortgages, etc.

The allowance and/or camming money can be saved and used for down payments but you’ll still need a “legit” job with a steady paycheck coming in every month to get a bank approval. After talking with my lender, I learned that even having a steady income from camming isn’t good enough to get a mortgage approval unless you’ve been doing it for a year and even still it’s considered freelance money so lenders are less likely to feel comfortable approving you for a loan 😒 So my suggestion is have a “normal” job in addition to SW money always.

If it’s hourly you’ll need to have the job for 1 year.

If it’s salaried then at least 6 months.

I used to have a legit job with a boss I hated but when covid hit I took the opportunity to leave and channel my inner whore to make money at my leisure which was so great and easy for me to balance school with.

It’s so frustrating that in 2021 women can’t do what the fuck they want or have to explain why they’re doing what they want with their own life and body. The upside to all this is that I’ll have a lot more money saved for a bigger down payment and better mortgage loan rates when it comes time to fill the application. Trying to stay the course and keep positive while the Universe works her magick in my life.

Heaux power always ✨

[oreana-galena]

//Shrug//

I was kind of waiting for that to happen on Twitter, but the cool thing I know about Twitter: even if you delete things you sent, even if you block someone--those messages on my end are still there.

And...yeah. I won't forget the horrible shade you threw at your now friends, btw. They are screencapped because, I never trusted you, sorry to say. So. Keep that in mind.

I don't ever want to fight you. Never do I have that intention to. But it's been made horribly clear your actions/emotions are highly similar to my former stalker's. How numbers mean a lot more to you than you let on, and how if someone writes something even remotely similar to your story but it does better, you get aggressive. How if someone wronged you, you keep a very--VERY--close eye on them.

And, just like I was with her, I am with you--I am prepared there. ♥

I do want you to get better. In every sense of the word.

I know breakups where friendships are concerned are tough. They're not easy. You do have your side and, yes, I would still listen if you ever came to me. I wouldn't say you were the wrong one completely, as we all make mistakes.

But you need to work on yourself. From what I firsthand witnessed, you need something other than validation to fill the holes in your life.

This isn't me feeling 'scorned' by your block, btw. It's me warning you--don't you dare try anything, because I have more than enough to slap back in your face. You're not innocent either, and I've kept screenshots of my former stuff I said on Contract too. I can easily explain my side if you try anything.

Just leave me and her alone. Leave everybody alone that may get inspired by your story. Nobody owes you an 'inspired' tag. Nobody is making money off of their fanfics. At all.

And btw, I am NOT one of them. Just like you said to the crazy stalker/harasser on your COJ story, you don't owe anybody an explanation when it comes to that 'similar story on ff.net' they claimed you ripped from. Before I even looked into Overlord? I had envisioned an angelic SB character who got Isekaied into the world with them, was missing Ulbert and mourning that loss with his creation beside her. I shouldn't be scared to write that all because you 'got there first'.

My story is different from yours and will REMAIN vastly different than yours.

People may get your attention you so want, but they're not stealing from you financially. And that--that last part? That's where I think it matters more.

Get better.

[chaberkowepole]

If you claim to support neurodivergent people but you:

Get annoyed if someone takes long to decide "simple" decisions like which restaurant to go to

Think someone is being too fussy when they state their needs

Get annoyed if someone gets anxious/upset/defensive when you're out travelling with them and there is a spontaneous plan change

Get annoyed with them if they can't find their way around in a new place (building/city etc) and think they're too babyish because of it

Yes even if they rely on you to find the way and are too overwhelmed if you suddenly decide to leave them, yes even if you explain how to get there

Think our stims are cute but don't do anything to accommodate our sensory needs

Get immediately offended if someone's social performance is not up to your standards

Shame someone for their passions instead of respectfully telling them to slow down if it's too much for you

Retreat/ignore/talk behind sb's back when you're mad at someone instead of telling them what's going on and stating your needs explicitly

you don't actually support neurodivergent people and you create a hostile environment for us. Please be more patient, take our worries seriously and don't infantilise us or say we are behaving immaturely for an adult, in order to brush us off. This doesn't mean you should cater to all our whims, either, we're also just people and aren't always right but take the time to talk to us, whenever something like this comes up, take us seriously so we can find solutions and compromises together. Maybe all we needed was more time to adjust to the new situation, or we needed more information to make sure that whatever will happen will be okay for us. Be patient with us because we're already patient with you and are sacrificing most of our comfort to make you comfortable. But this should be a two way street and we're already low in energy. Also don't assume everyone is neurotypical until proven otherwise (not everyone knows they are neurodivergent and even if they do, they're under no obligation to tell you their diagnosis! You just have to assume that you will meet neurodivergent people in your life and act accordingly!)

I can promise you everyone, yourself included, will have a much better time if you also meet us with compassion.

Neurotypical people are highly encouraged to reblog!

[1-800-roflmao]

Reader: Don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious~

CW: Mentions of robo jizz and blowjobs. Just an excerpt from chapter three of BD. Humorous and silly. FNAF SB, Reader and Vanessa Interaction.

Vanessa nodded before your words sunk in and she nearly tripped on her feet with a surprised laugh. You stopped walking and looked to the woman as she glanced you over with a strained smile and obviously trying not to laugh, “Let me guess, the DA hugged you, too?”

You looked down at your outfit and your jaw dropped at the mess. Smears of icing on your pants and the front of your shirt, and thankfully, the dried cum lube had soaked into the fabric and looked like nothing more than a drink stain or innocent spill. You reminded yourself not to wipe at your mouth. Hopefully, you cleaned your face up well enough.

The night guard gave into laughter and plucked a chunk of cake from your hair, flicking it into a nearby trash can. She gestured to her own cheek and you followed her direction, swiping a finger and feeling icing gather on your finger. At least it wasn’t jizz. Thank fuck it wasn’t jizz.

Your own laughter join hers, “What can I say? Cleaning them up was a dirty job.”

Vanessa shook her head at the low effort pun, “Gotta say, from what I’ve seen of you. You’re normally not this sloppy.”

You nearly choked and had to remind yourself not to laugh too hard but your humor wasn’t much better than that of a tween boy. The poor blonde would have no clue why you found it so funny and you weren’t about to explain.