#security breach awoken

[ask-securitybreachawoken]

We are up and running people!

Come and ask Gregory, Vanessa and freddy as they set out to venture again into the pizzaplex months later, as they unearth the truth about fazbear entertainment with help along the way :]!!

[chloesimaginationthings]

Death looms over Vanny's shoulder in FNAF..

[jenpenresharpen]

Monty Lore 👀

[samwammm]

HELP HELP TOY BONNIE BITING GLAM BONNIE SEEMS SO ACCURATE, CANON EVENT LOLLL

Very happy for you that youre getting the recognition you deserve! For a suggestion would you be ok with drawing Bonnie and self insert ^^ No pressure! I hope you have a good day!

yipppeee ok so, first i am so sorry this took so long to come out lmao. i went away for the weekend and as you can see, kinda just kept running with the doodles

second, you never specified which bon you wanted soooooo i hope these goobers will suffice uwu As you can probably tell, i view glambon as like a complete and utter idiot, himmmboo to the extreme (said in a very loving way)

thank you so much for your support and and …. waaahhh thank you! i hope you are having a good day❤️

[urhoneycombwitch]

foreword: have u ever had a buddy so good you jack off with him <3 roommate!Eddie x reader fic for ya. link to roommate!Eddie mlist here

cw: drug mention, R wears a bra, has breasts (implied to be large enough to “spill”) + V, no pronouns used only petnames, nipple play, R is queer (talks about Molly Ringwald in a sexual nature <3), praise kink, mutual masturbation, but as friends, we’re all normal here okay, we Do Not talk about our hidden feelings in this one soz

wc: 2.3k

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An unfortunate shift of the pillows supporting your body pulls you from the depths of sleep, consciousness surfacing, breaching with a soft huffy groan. 

Waking up on a normal day is hard enough. Waking from a good dream, one where someone’s head was between your legs and everything was swelling lush with heat? Now that’s torture. 

You burrow the cold side of your face under the covers, eyes still screwed shut in defiance of being awoken before the dream could pay off. There’s a heartbeat pounding near the apex of your thighs; with one leg stretched out and the other draped around the curve of your body pillow, your hips roll forward automatically, seeking friction.

The soaked front of your underwear drags against the pillow’s seam, catching your clit on the next glide of your hips. Another soft moan, breath fanning from your parted lips. If you can stay in this grey area of sleep and waking, maybe the horniness will swallow your mind back to the dream…

When someone’s hand brushes your bare shoulder, your movements freeze. Goosebumps prickling in the palm-owner’s wake, you blink against the morning light pouring in through your bedroom window and try to orient yourself.

Your head is nestled in the curve of someone’s neck, left arm tucked secure around their chest. Leg hitched over their waist, cotton boxers band digging at the plush of your thigh- something else solid and warm trapped against their stomach.

A snuffle from your human body pillow, and the waking world hits you sideways, all at once- Eddie. You’d fallen asleep with Eddie last night, after helping him play-test a new hybrid strain and dancing to records all evening, until you both collapsed in a heap of giggles. In your bed. 

Which means that you’ve been humping Eddie’s leg in your sleep. And the thick length trapped under your thigh belongs to him, too. 

Before you can even fully process or think up an escape plan holding the least amount of embarrassment for you both, Eddie’s stretching the arm that isn’t cupping your shoulder up and out with a long yawn. 

His hips shift, pressing himself into your leg unintentionally, and you can feel the moan that rumbles through his body- at your ear, vibrating under your hand on his bare chest. Eddie mumbles something incoherent and sleep-addled, pulling you in closer, nosing at the crown of your head.

“Uh-” your voice comes out half-squeak, half-croak, not fully pushing off Eddie but keeping your frame tight enough to roll away at a moment’s notice. “H-hey.”

Eddie’s palm smooths down the plane of your upper back, stopping at the wide band of your bra. He makes another noise, this time a bit less sleepy- and then he, too, freezes, all those points of contact along the length of your own body stiffening, muscles tensed with realization. 

“Oh, fuck. Shit.”

Eddie’s voice is like rocks on pavement, three shades of gravelly, really not helping your whole ‘wet as a river’ situation, one that he can probably feel leaking onto his bare leg at this point. He doesn’t immediately roll away, though; he remains in that freeze-mode, tense and poised, holding you against the span of his side still.

Well. As frozen as one can be with a throbbing case of morning wood.

“I guess we… fell asleep,” you say, carefully, adopting the same cat-like stillness, the pause before a big leap. “Sorry-”

“You’re sorry? I’m sorry. Jesus.” Eddie uses the hand that’s not cradling your shoulder to scrub down his face. This close, nestled into his neck, you can feel his loose hair tickling your cheek, the light scratch of his day-old stubble against your forehead when he speaks. “I’m gonna… go take care of this. And then maybe. Breakfast? Christ. Can’t think. All my blood’s elsewhere right now.”

You breathe a chuckle. His arm is still wrapped around you. 

“Yeah. Okay. Or you could just- take care of it. Here, I mean. With me.”

Eddie’s breath stops, actually stops, then stutters back into steady rhythm under your hand. “...yeah?”

He sounds unsure but curious, excitement bleeding into the edges of that one word as your thumb sweeps across the spot where his ribcage meets. “Yeah. Be doing me a favor, too- I was kind of in the middle of a… a good dream. Prob’ly me that woke you up, anyways.”

Eddie’s hand drops from your shoulder, slithers back to his own space, disrupting your head rest briefly- until you realize he’s doing it to make enough room for you both to stretch out flat (on your mattress that was barely designed for one full-grown person). 

“A good dream,” Eddie parrots, as you both re-situate under the thin cover of your floral-patterned top sheet. Shoulder to shoulder, skimming the heat from each other’s bare skin as you stare resolutely at the ceiling, there’s a frizzy mass of black hair in your periphery. A hint of a smile in Eddie’s voice as he asks, “What were you dreamin’ about?”

You can feel the rippling shift of his bicep as his arm moves, hand sliding unseen beneath the sheets- a sharp inhale as his hand finds purchase over the bulge in his boxers. 

In response, your own hand follows the contoured path to the spot below your navel, toying with the band of your panties before slipping underneath. Cupping yourself, feeling the heated slick coat your fingers before dragging it back up to rest your middle against the beating pulse of your clit- “Ah- um. Was dreamin’ about. Uh. Molly Ringwald.”

A few days from your latest John Hughes marathon, it’s the first feasible famous person that comes to mind. Luckily, Eddie just laughs, in a stilted gasp when his fist finds his aching cock- “Oh, fuck- yeah? Redheads do it for you these days?”

“Uh huh.” Maybe if you keep the focus on someone else, you’ll both be able to come out of this event unscathed. Walk away with your hands clean- er. Well. Nope. 

A better analogy is gonna have to wait, because your abdomen’s tightening with each pass of your wet finger over your clit, pleasure licking and sparking, the usual slow-build to orgasm forming with shocking rapidity.

“What was she doing?” Eddie, sounding strained and strung-out already (really makes you wonder how long you’d actually been using each other, in sleep, grinding and working the other person up), hand moving in long strokes- “In your dream, I mean. Licking you out? Did she use fingers?”

It’s not like you haven’t heard Eddie’s dirty talk before- in fact, you helped cultivate it, years ago when he was nervous for a third date and wanted some advice. You’ve coached him on sex techniques, he’s given his own expertise, you’ve both appraised the other's nudes, for christ’s sake- this is just a natural extension of your friendship. Your closeness. 

Eddie’s feeling awfully close, now, his arm bumping against yours with each pass of his fist over his dick, your leg periodically grazing the downy hair of his shin as your hips jolt upwards, into the electricity stemming from the pad of your finger. 

Choking on your words around a bright surge of pleasure- “Y- yeah. Her mouth. Fingers. All of it.”

“Fuck.” Eddie’s form lurches, doing a half-crunch forwards- risking a glance, you catch a glimpse of the sweat beading at his temples, the dark slant of his brow in concentration, jaw working through the grit of his teeth- “Why don’t you use some fingers, then.”

Like he’s got you under some sort of command spell (because you’re not touching the alternatives with a ten-foot pole), you obey, middle and ring fingers curling into the tight channel of your cunt. There’s a spot you hit on your front wall, gummy and responsive, muscles reacting on instinct by contracting and spasming around your fingers.

You’re close already, panting, head tipped back against the bottom sheet, neck bared, eyes squeezing shut at the wave of pleasure that begins to pulse insistently. “I’m- fuck, Eddie. Keep talking, please-”

“So good,” Eddie says, almost funny in how quick he is to interrupt your pleading. “So good for me. Sound so wet, too, bet you’re soaking…”

You are, in fact, rivulets of slick joining into one just under the globes of your ass, cooling and sticky, a bit uncomfortable but since it’s laundry day and you feel this good you can’t really bring yourself to care.

A half-gasp whimper as you writhe your pelvis up, again, chasing that edge, tantalizingly close, the wet noises from your weeping cunt and plunging fingers spurring Eddie on.

“That’s it, baby.” He’s encouraging even in his own heady fog of pleasure (must’ve had a good sex-talk coach), voice low and rough at your ear as he drops his chin to get closer. “Tell me what you need, hm? Lemme get you there.”

“Need you- you, to…” Frustrated by your lack of breath, in lieu of communicating with words you slide your fingers from yourself, seeking Eddie’s hand before you can overthink the action. You leave a trail of slick against his hip bone, and Eddie releases himself to give you his hand- moaning, cock twitching, as you coat your own heated wetness over his dry palm. 

This time, when you both get your hands back on yourselves, it’s with a tandem whine, Eddie’s ending with a hiss through teeth- “Fuck. Fuck, yes. So wet. So good.”

“Yeah?” Like you never left, your pussy molds easily to the shape of your three fingers again. Your other hand leaves your side to paw at your clothed breast, nipples peaking through the lace. “I gotta- I’m gonna take my bra off. Please.”

You don’t actually wait for permission, but Eddie gives it anyways as you slide the cups down, babbling encouragement- “Shit, sweetheart, yeah. Whatever you gotta do. So good for me, tellin’ me what you need. Good job.”

One day, you’re gonna regret telling Eddie you get off on praise, but not today; with one nipple pinched firmly between thumb and forefinger, your other breast spills to the side, resting against Eddie’s upper arm.

He groans, from his toes, fist slipping over his cock with ease thanks to your contribution. The sounds filling your small room are obscene, sex-dipped moans and glossy wet hand movements all reaching a crescendo as both your hips jerk up at the same time.

Keeping the same pace against your clit as Eddie’s keeping on his dick, the spark of pleasure has turned into a roar that swims up to your ears, a white-out of an orgasm fast approaching each time the heel of your palm slams into your clit. 

“Eddie- jesus, Eddie- Eddie Eddie Eddie-”

You’d feel sheepish about how desperate you sound if Eddie wasn’t matching your energy two-fold. His lanky frame thrashes when your speech devolves into a repetition of his name, keening as his fist staves off tipping over the edge with a tight ring at the base of his cock- “That’s it, baby, y’can do it, angel. Come on. Come with me. Please, please-”

With a final cruel twist to your breast, you come undone, orgasm spooling heat throughout your whole system, Eddie’s name unraveling in a long cry. Eddie follows you, fucking up into his fist, ropes of cum shooting to the top of the sheets tent he’d made, hunching against the spasms crawling up his abdomen. 

You ride the last of your orgasm out on the stretch of three fingers, releasing your nipple when the pressure turns to a twinge of pain. Under the covers, your bare chest heaves around the stretched elastic band of your shoved-down bra; with shaky, uncoordinated hands, you reach behind and beneath yourself to undo the hooks, flinging the offending clothing in the general direction of your hamper.

Eddie chuckles, breathless, bellows of his ribs nudging your forearm as he sinks back into his (your) pillow. “Christ. Good thing it’s laundry day.”

There’s no room for shame, no ounce of you that wants to dwell on what this could mean, right now- although there’ll be plenty of time for that later. As it stands, you’re both swathed in a quiet, post-sex bliss, neither wanting to disturb the peace. 

In a dreamy haze, you take note of little things- the drag of Eddie’s pinky against the back of your hand. The glint of his rings stored in a neat line atop your nearby dresser. A block of mid-morning sunshine from the window cast over the bed, prickling at your legs with warmth.

After a few minutes of this, Eddie sits up, mumbling apologies when you snatch the sheets to keep yourself covered. “You want first shower?”

He looks at you over his shoulder, down the lovely arc of his nose, brown eyes tender and staying on you for a beat too long. Squirming under his gaze, you find anywhere else to look (other than the pale slope of his back, smattered and dotted with freckles), shaking your head. “Nope. All yours.”

You flick your interest back to the ceiling as Eddie pulls up his boxers, grimacing at the mess he’s made of your sheets; before leaving, he bends to scoop up your tossed bra, snapping his own underwear to emphasize- “I’ll start this load before showering, then I’ll come back for your bedding.”

At your nod, Eddie leaves to clank around in the laundry closet; then there’s a rusty squeak of the shower handle, a subsequent rush of water, and Eddie’s pleasant husky humming floats down the hall through the open doors. 

You roll onto your front with a contented sigh, burying your nose in the pillow Eddie was just lying on- it smells like him, now, smoky and spicy and familiar. 

You spend the rest of his shower time coming up with a good excuse to save this pillowcase from being washed.

[moonstone-blues]

Ya know what, have some Cassie being Michael's daughter ideas that I'm not drawing for now. (Working on a tiny animatic with him and Gregory.)

In regards to the AR Bonnie lunchbox line: "Bonnie was my dad's favourite."

Foxy is still Michael's favourite but Cassie thinks he's only saying that because he's embarrassed about liking Bonnie. She thinks he's his favourite because of how much he talks about "that rabbit" with Grandad Henry.

(This is an idea I definitely want to draw) Michael was a large part of the design process for the Glamrocks so when it came to repurposing Foxy into Roxy (that headcanon goes for my AU) he got a lot of input from Cassie. Using her favourite colours and brave personality. Not all of his ideas stuck but he had fun designing her with his daughter. Henry watches to the side lovingly remembering how Michael helped him a long time ago design a brand new fox animatronic to join Freddy and the gang…

After Michael helps Gregory achieve the Vanny ending (he also discovers burntrap/mimic but I'll talk about that another time) he offers to let them stay at his place as he knows it'll be safe and he can get Freddy's head charged. (He grows to like him during the events of Security Breach). Mike goes to wake up Henry to let him know about the situation but Cassie is also awoken. She sneaks downstairs to see what's going on and immediately recognises Gregory. When Michael and Henry come back into the room, Michael and Gregory are so confused.

"That's your cool dad?"

"He's the nice kid that cheered you up on your birthday?"

Cassie doesn't know much about Michael's history. She knows Henry adopted Michael, she had an aunt and an uncle who passed away when they were children and Michael and Jeremy knew each other from years ago.

Cassie doesn't know about the scoop situation. Michael's cover story is that he has a form of necrosis that won't kill him but did mess him up. Luckily the concept of him still being able to see despite having fake eyes isn't something she's thought about too much.

Cassie is very defensive when she hears people make comments about Michael's appearance. And she always makes sure to tell him that he's one of her favourite colours. (He wishes he was her other favourite colour. Green is better than purple in his eyes.)

Cassie doesn't know how old Michael is but thinks he's somewhere in his late thirties.

It wasn't unsurprising when Cassie took an interest in Freddy's. She was surrounded by it in her everyday life. Michael was at first opposed to her having to do anything with the actual locations, birthday parties and stuff… but he'd seen what had happened when a parent was strict on what their child could be around. (Obviously the situation is completely different to Elizabeth's but Michael will assume the worst.)

Cassie has no knowledge about William and Mrs Afton, only that Michael had biological parents. And Michael would prefer it if it stayed that way. Cassie is curious but she's happy with her family so there's no need to push it.

Michael's accent isn't as thick as it used to be but Cassie tries to replicate it all the time. She's not very good at it but it makes Michael laugh.

Michael feels bad because Cassie likes practicing makeup but she can't really do it on his skin. However, he tells her she can paint his fake eyes instead. His decomposition also stopped before he lost all of his hair and nails so she can style and paint them too. She can reserve the makeup for her Grandad.

[strawbubbysugar]

Opinions?

Im gonna try and get every animatronic in security breach sentient by the end of the fic, and since the way they become sentient is an electric shock, im wondering if yall will find it boring to describe each one coming alive due to the Y/N? Lmk which you'd prefer & your thoughts in general !

[inkyucu]

Very cool!! I just grabbed three randoms drawings I had of yours from my gallery. But anyway

You wanted the entirety of the Sams lore, right? Yeah, you do.

So it all begins with Sun and Moon’s creation. Both animatronics were created by a man only known by the name of The Creator. He had built both Sun and Moon with the purpose of being the Daycare Attendant. (however these two were not his first creation as another creation we wouldn’t find out about until many years later was revealed) However he left Fazbear's and ended up getting blacklisted from the company. Since then he has been completely off radar and only appearing when he wants to.

After Sun and Moon were created, both of them were situated in The Daycare. Some time would pass and Moon would make contact with Sun after struggling for a while to do so, and both of them would have their first interactions. However it was not a pleasant one as Moon was angry and upset at the situation, and took it all out on Sun as well as causing pain when he tried to take over. Moon would declare that Sun's life would also be made into a living nightmare. Somewhere along Moon’s coding his protection code became corrupted and instead twisted it into a malicious piece of code called the Kill Code. Somewhere around this timeline the events of Security Breach occurred, with Vanny actually creating a mind control virus. Around the same time the events that had happened earlier were turned into a game, Security Breach, with a few changes or exaggerated points.

This puts us around June and July. After a few more weeks of planning June had arrived, the day of separation. It was successful and Moon immediately had to explore and get used to his new body. Also at this time Eclipse had somehow gained consciousness, but was unable to take control due to lack of space, originally confusing himself for Moon before realizing what had happened. Out of anger, Eclipse would vow revenge for Moon abandoning him, but realized he could not take control of Sun.

Eclipse had begun construction on BloodMoon, who he would utilize in his future plans against Sun and Moon. Almost a year later, BloodMoon was finished and had awoken earlier without Eclipse being aware. BloodMoon’s AI would create a separate entity at random, while both AI’s were confused about the events they agreed to share a body With Moon out of the way the incident labelled as July 16th would take place.

July 16th being the day where Sun had supposedly gone on a murder spree and killed a bunch of kids napping in Daycare. In actuality, what really happened was Eclipse turning on BloodMoon. After biding their time for around a month both AI’s were extremely hungry and demanded food from Eclipse. Eclipse would tell them how to take control of the body and this led to the slaughter that had transpired. BloodMoon would then declare war on Eclipse and escaped from Sun’s mind with Eclipse powerless to stop them.

At an unknown time, BloodMoon would manifest a body and land in the Daycare. Both AI’s would retreat to The Theatre after almost being caught by Sun and Moon, who were in their room at the time. (However,, there was a little bit of a pothole as the daycare would not have looked like this at that time)After this not much would happen other than Sun being accused of breaking a child’s arm. Other Animatronics around the Pizzaplex would begin their own channels and Sun would go on about wanting something similar. Eventually Moon created the channel for Sun and him.

Arc 1 Part 1 (Almost a Year After Separating)

Moon would then start the channel off, surprising Sun who was not aware of Moon doing this. In the beginning both brothers would play games and react to random video animations, However, slowly Sun would display signs of strange behavior, which Moon wrote up to Sun having some leftover protocols.

Sun would later pursue dating Roxanne (With encouragement from Moon), with the two of them going on a date, though it was ruined by Gregory, who began to knock barrels down and insult the two. Sun would snap at the end of the date and try to kill Gregory before storming out of Daycare and knocking Monty into a wall, which left a large crack. It was noted that Sun’s eyes were red at the time of leaving Daycare.

In a game of UNO, Sun would also set up a date for Moon with Roxanne, which by the end of it Moon recommended that Roxanne should date Sun instead of him. Though Sun was happy with getting a date with Roxanne, his behavior in games became worse and worse until Moon questioned if it was a different AI. Eventually he would get his answer as the AI would hint at its reveal soon.

Soon came pretty quickly as Moon entered the Daycare a few days later and immediately noticed something was off with Sun. The AI then revealed itself to Moon, claiming the name Eclipse. Moon would quickly catch on and realize how big of a problem Eclipse would be, as Eclipse was the result of Moon’s leftover code. After Eclipse retreated, Moon would warn Sun about everything and revealed that they both shared the same intelligence, so Moon would be unable to stop him.

Eclipse’s 3 Day Control Spree

After a few days of peace, it all would come crashing down as Moon would catch an illness which resulted in leaving Sun alone. With Moon gone, Eclipse was free to parade around in Sun’s body. While in control, Eclipse would torment the likes of Baby, Gregory ,and Glamrock Freddy, even going as far as to show up at their homes to cause chaos. Though it was immediately put to an end as Sun managed to regain control over his body, much to the confusion of Baby and Glamrock Freddy.

After the disaster that was Eclipse’s 3 day reign, Moon finally got well enough to return to the channel. After hearing about what had happened, he decided to listen to Glamrock Freddy’s advice and went to visit Golden Freddy. When they arrived both Moon and Golden Freddy had a slight disagreement, though it was quickly resolved. Golden Freddy then peered into Sun’s mind and told the brothers the options they had were limited. Them being an early separation (which would lead to disastrous consequences), forcing Eclipse back into Moon’s mind, or wiping Sun’s memories entirely.

Moon decided that they would not do any of these options at the time being, though Golden Freddy did inform the two that the longer Eclipse remained, the harder it would be to get rid of him. Both brothers were invited to stay at The Manor, though Sun would begin acting strange and asked if they could negotiate with Eclipse. Golden Freddy immediately caught on to it being Eclipse and performed a suppression spell on Sun which would give him a break from Eclipse for a few days. Moon and Sun were offered lessons in magic to which Moon agreed to.

After that, Moon would learn different magic techniques from Golden Freddy. The break Golden Freddy created slowly passed and Sun began to worry about what Eclipse would do. Moon offered to enter Sun’s mind to check up on him. Sun, after a few moments of hesitation, accepted Moon’s offer, and Moon then entered Sun’s Mindscape. There he had a discussion with Eclipse, which ended with Moon leaving angrily following his threat of unplugging Eclipse.

Moon would then storm out of Golden Freddy’s Manor with Sun trailing nervously behind. Along the way, Sun would demand to know what was going on with Moon. Annoyed, Moon snapped at Sun about what he had said to Eclipse, but Sun reassured him and his actions. Eventually the truth was revealed, and in a blur of emotions, Moon told Sun that he had left his Kill Code behind on purpose. Shocked, Sun left Moon at Golden Freddy’s Manor and headed towards the Daycare, leaving Moon calling after him.

Moon did end up finding Sun in the Daycare, where they both had a heart to heart conversation. Sun ended up forgiving Moon, much to Moon’s surprise. Both brothers then agreed to try and solve the Eclipse issue together before leaving the Daycare.

Arc 1 Part 2

Day’s passed without incident and all was going well for both of the brothers until the day it came to Sun’s date with Roxanne. Both brothers were seated in Roxanne's Room waiting for her to come back after a trip, however, when Roxanne returned she was not alone. Glamrock Freddy was trailing behind her. It was then that Roxanne broke the news to the two of them that she and Freddy were getting married. Sun, heartbroken at the news, quietly left her room as Moon showed concern about the situation, however, Moon did take the time to try and comfort Sun.

It was only when Monty came for a deal, that Moon truly understood what had happened. Somewhere in their week of peace, Eclipse had taken control and reprogrammed Roxanne, adding a maternity chip to her systems. Monty told Moon they were offered a deal by Eclipse in return for the chip being removed. When asked what Eclipse wanted, it was disclosed that Eclipse had wanted to get Moon’s Newton Star. Moon immediately denied the deal between Monty and Eclipse, trying to explain the consequences of Eclipse getting it.

Day’s would once again pass until Golden Freddy showed up at the Daycare. He explained that both Sun and Moon were wanted by the government for an interview. Sun straight away assumed it was something that Moon had caused due to his suspicious inventions and experiments, though Golden Freddy cut him off and explained that they were actually there due to Sun's actions. Both brothers were advised to just go in peacefully, but not to mention the magic that Moon had been learning.

Following the warning headed by Golden Freddy, both brothers were taken in for an interview and lead to an Interview room, where they were asked questions about themselves and their creator. It all took a turn for the worse, however, as one of the guards began to question Sun about his past actions regarding the children. Eventually, it reached a breaking point as the guard kept putting pressure on Sun, this resulted in Eclipse taking over, and the guard being murdered.

The Fights

Moon and Sun were then in hiding and Moon took them to Beta-10 ,which is one of his many bunkers he had prepared. Next what ensued was an argument about what had happened and Moon told Sun about how bad his Kill Code was getting and that Eclipse had given them a time limit for The Star. A day or two passed and the argument then reached a climax, with both brothers yelling at each other after Moon lost control and killed somebody. It ended with Sun walking away after being punched by Moon who had lost control over himself.

The anniversary of July 16th came and Sun had spent it at Golden Freddy’s Manor, where he decided to try and talk to Eclipse though he would be left with no answers from him as Eclipse refused to speak to him. Meanwhile Moon was left in the bunker alone until Monty had dug their way in. They both discussed Moon’s actions though their conversation was cut off by Monty getting a phone call from Sun and then glitching. Moon caught on that Monty had been hacked by Eclipse but could not react as Monty, technically Eclipse, punched Moon and kidnapped him.

Wither Storm Battle

Sun would wake up in a Minecraft universe with no knowledge of what had happened, he would notice Moon but ignored him as he headed up to the roof of the house. Moon then woke up shortly after, realizing what was happening, and yelling for Sun to stop. It was too late however as Sun had placed a wither school on a now complete Wither Storm spawner. Moon would take his brother and flee from the entity, trying to explain what was happening.

Over the next three days Sun and Moon would gather resources and prepare for a battle with the thing. Both brothers fought effortlessly against the creature and ended up killing it with a final blow. While preparing for the Storm Sun and Moon managed to get to have a conversation of what had happened and Sun forgave Moon for his actions. Both of them would then be able to return to their home after beating the storm. Upon returning to their bunker after a quick conversation with Eclipse, Moon would once again apologize to Sun. Revealing how hard it is to keep his Kill Code under control. Sun then reveals that it is hard to keep Eclipse under control before reassuring Moon that he would be able to figure something out and that he always does.

Moon then responds by saying that they will work together as he needs him to keep him calm and under control. Sun says he will try, however Moon makes him promise that if he ever gets like that again Sun is to get away from him and seek help from other animatronics, Monty being the main one brought up. (this very scenario coming up again in the future ) Sun then questions this, Moon telling him he would rather rip Monty’s arms off then punch him again. He then says that he must go and check on Monty after being hacked. He manages finds them in Monty Gator Golf with a slight memory problem but with no lasting affects. They then reveal to Moon their knowledge of the Government and the computers in Moon's arms.

Arc 2 Part 1

Peace did not last long though as Sun and Moon then got a phone call from none other than The Creator, neither of whom had even met or seen before. He revealed that he was going to pay a visit to them, only spurred on by Eclipse who had taken over thinking it would be fun to meet him.

Due to fear of The Creator being able to find them as well as the amount of attention they brought to the bunker, both brothers were forced to move into a New Bunker. Sun would attempt to wake up Moon after the TV had broken but Moon was acting weird. He would forget things Sun had said and feel dizzy. Eclipse would then try to take over, though Sun would hold him back until Moon allowed him to let him out. Eclipse would then mess around with the back of Moon’s head, who was powerless to stop him due to confusion and memory issues. Moon would quickly snap to his senses and demand to know what Eclipse had done but it was too late as Moon slowly began to drift off. Eclipse would then place Moon back into charging, before saying you and I will be proper brothers.

Sun then managed to wrestle control back and rushed over to wake Moon up. Confused Moon asked why Sun had woken up, to which he revealed he had no memories of the past few minutes. Sun then tried taking a look at the back of Moon’s head to fix him, though this just made things worse as Moon demanded to know who Sun was. Sun wouldn’t ponder long on this as Moon then collapsed onto the floor.

Lunar’s Debut

Sun panicking decided to call over Glamrock Freddy to help fix Moon. He managed to arrive at the location, almost dying along the way. He then took a look at Moon’s head and began to explain that his wires were all mixed up and in the wrong sockets. Glamrock Freddy managed to fix him to the best of his abilities and powered Moon up. They all then went to the living room. Moon would still display weird behavior and even reset himself, though the second time he woke he acted like a different person. He introduced himself as Lunar and Sun, who Eclipse had quickly taken control over, had quickly ushered Freddy out of the base claiming everything was fine. Eclipse would then smack Lunar across the face complaining about blowing cover. Both AI’s then retreated back into their headspace leaving a very confused Sun and Moon in their wake.

Day’s would pass with little hints of Lunar taking over, the big one being the parkour game they played, a fanart reaction where him and Eclipse took over and a mention in a fan comic episode but the pair just played it off as a fan character. After Sun and Moon would return to Daycare. However it was not the same Daycare they had left. It turns out Monty spent a lot of money on renovating the place for them both. As Sun explored their new rooms, Monty would show up to speak to Moon about finding a small white ball. Moon began to try and ask Monty more questions, but he was cut off as Lunar forced control to ask their questions. Monty eventually teleported away and Sun returned. Immediately he noticed the change in Moon’s voice however Lunar just played it off, saying there was something wrong with his voice box. This caused sun to walk off very confused but Sun would still ask Lunar to help him move boxes which he agreed to.

Once finished, Lunar would begin to play on Moon’s Computer, earning themselves a high score. Sun cut off their brief cheer asking why there was a hammer, Lunar would give an excuse though he also told Sun that he managed to lose his whacking stick. Sun would begin to get suspicious over this and ask to check ‘Moon’s head’. Lunar would come up with many excuses but would quickly return control to Moon as Sun began asking more questions. Moon would return confused about what had transpired and began to try and check video footage, much to his surprise, it was all deleted. Sun (or rather Eclipse) would put his hand on Moon's shoulder which caused him to respond in a very trancelike state.

Sun then would begin to lose control over himself as Eclipse pushed for control. Moon would also quickly lose control without even fighting. Eclipse and Lunar then began a discussion where Lunar revealed the information he got from Monty to Eclipse ,much to the latter's delight. Eclipse then told Lunar that he could not take over Moon’s body for long periods of time and offered to teach him games in the mindscape. Lunar and Eclipse then returned control to Sun and Moon. Both brothers would return, with Moon gaining a massive headache. This causing a wave of dizziness which would cause Moon to sit down. Sun would express concern over Moon's state of being and giving him some bolts. Sun would ask Moon what had happened but Moon said he could only remember small details. Sun then goes to suggest something but would cut himself off. Moon then would encourage him to talk.

Once again Lunar would take control from Moon days later and played around on the balcony. Sun would approach and accidentally scare them, causing Moon to hurl into the ball pit as control returned to him again. Sun would come down to check on him but Moon decided to finally get to the bottom of his blackouts. They would then head over to the computers and Moon would connect to one of them to begin scanning his code. Moon then slowly backed away in horror while Sun asked what was wrong. Moon then told his brother that he too also had a piece of code that resembled Eclipses. Though both would come to the conclusion that this AI was more like Sun. Sun would then perk up and reveal the name Lunar which caused the pair to realize that the fans have been trying to tell them the whole time.

Moon then came to a realization that Lunar had told Eclipse about the star and decided to go talk with Monty before talking with Lunar. With that Moon headed towards where Monty lived as Sun remained in Daycare. While there Moon would tell Monty and warn him to not give him the star, though Lunar then appeared to ask about it. Monty quickly caught onto what Moon was trying to tell him and then turned Lunar on and off to see if that would bring back Moon. Moon then awoke and thanked Monty before leaving for Daycare. When there he quickly told Sun what had happened and began to drag him over to Golden Freddy’s place so they could speak with Lunar.

Lunar’s 7 Day Spree

Sun and Moon arrived at The Manor and Moon began the spell. When in the Mindscape Moon found Lunar and quickly headed over to them. From their Moon would ask what his purpose was and what they wanted. Lunar revealed that they just wanted to help their brother get the star. While talking Lunar has made their way over to the Mindscape exit. Lunar then asked what would happen if they pressed it, to which Moon told them not to. Lunar on the other hand was not listening or just did not care as they then pressed the exit button.

Lunar would wake up in Moon’s body in the forest where they cast the spell. Sun would come over and ask if it worked. With newfound control Lunar put on Moon’s voice and headed back to Daycare with Sun. The next 7 day

That's all I had copied :(

Ya know, with all due respect, I think I'm gonna stick with my flimsy understanding of the lore-

Though I will say, scrolling to a random part of the text and just reading it is quite entertaining to me, such as randomly stopping somewhere just to read about Moon getting a headache, or reading about them having to move to a new bunker

Very entertaining, would recommend for long reads

[greysfic]

Once, there was an Empire

I am Juka Keyam Deskar , and I am honoured to be twenty-third Archon of the Divine. Flesh of Her flesh, my cybernetics are light compared to my daughters and sons whose distance from Her renders them weak. 

I lead them now, my forty Children armed as the Empire's finest, into the decrepit belly of a Magus Temple on a distant vertical orbit of our star.

It must be millennia old, and yet the traces of their might are impossible to ignore. Though their arcane machines smoulder and crackle behind the walls, or spin madly without purpose in the echoing halls, even now a few function like they day they were made. The hull has been breached nowhere and the life support systems remain intact, and my scientists tell me more mechanisms within show signs of operation even though they appear dormant.

We still do not know how to combat the genetic decay of our people. The cloning cycles barely maintain our current stability, and our numbers cannot grow. It is my hope some secret in this place will cure us, and if not, might at least open the way to other hidden temples. 

My Children and I have descended into the depths of this facility, and fortuitously it seems to be a medical centre. Multisurgeons sleep like vast, spiny insects in the sterile darkness. Empty stasis pods hum along the walls like vacant tombs. The language of the Magi is stamped on surfaces everywhere. I cannot decipher more than two morphemes of any string.

"Archon."

My third-favoured son, Deska Hun. Speaking through comms from two rooms away.

"We have found a sealed stasis pod."

I do not hesitate.

The pod sits alone in an unadorned, circular room. I can see defunct security systems everywhere - in an emergency, this room was to be sealed completely, flooded with... something, and then jettisoned into space. What could be contained here? Could it be a living Magus?

For a moment, I consider instructing my Children to enact those protocols and destroy this thing, but perhaps...

Our records clearly show that some Magi had power over life, creating living machines and altering themselves to better suit their needs. If there is a chance that one lives, might be compelled to save us, it must be worth the risk.

I have spent too long in contemplation; the seal is hissing. The sleeper is waking up.

I issue a command to ready weapons, and draw my sword; forged by my own hand from the core of a comet, anointed in my sacred blood. Magi were powerful, but they could still be killed. I am confident this one will be no match for me if it chooses violence.

What emerges from the pod is humanoid in shape, but it is clad in sleek armour that moves almost like flesh. Ivory and gold, with a full helmet. I see my reflection in that mirrored faceplate, and then I am blind. My optics struggle to compensate, but my biological eyes are overwhelmed. I hear gunfire and roll for cover, and when my vision clears ten of my children lie dead, broken. One is incinerated beyond recognition. I allow my rage to consume me, to strengthen me, and charge this murderous ghost where it stands among the corpses casually examining a rifle taken from the dead.

It doesn't look at me, doesn't react except to raise one long-fingered hand in my direction, and I realize I have made a mistake. 

I awaken four AUs coreward and carry the fear of death into my new body. In two-hundred years, I have not been killed and forced to reinstantiate in a fresh clone. In an instant, that elder thing destroyed me.

As I wait for the meditechs to clear me for decanting, I pull up the facility database on fast new cortical inlays. I trawl archival recordings and redacted archaeological reports with mounting desperation.

Where I had felt a righteous hatred growing, now there is creeping dread. We had believed the Bandi to be a myth, exagerrations of a lost golden age. Now, I had awoken one.

[fukuokanodivision]

Death By Microphone - Volume 3 — Chuohku Ward, Cell 255 — [Eko, in fetal position, was trying to pass the eternal time as it slowly ticked by. However, it appeared something else beat him to it.] [Ichijuku Kadenokoji, flanked by a few Chuohku personnel…] Ichijuku: Hold him down, make sure he doesn’t try anything… [Eko was alarmed, trying to break from the officers grasp as he thrashed and grunted. He didn’t feel like giving up, but what else was he supposed to do about it? As the mic’s came close to his head, his sensory neurons were rapidly wearing down.] Eko: ��Shriek— You and your damned microphones!! 5 — Chuohku Closed — Chuohku Ward, Cell 510 — [Yuno woken up in a cold sweat. He hadn’t exactly had the best of days when it came to rest, being awoken from a loud scream that pierced his ears, recognizing it as Eko’s own voice.] [Hearing pairs of hushed footsteps become quieter, he was face to face with Eko and Mai a minute later, his cell door wide open…] Mai: We’re getting out of here, Onii-san’s got a plan~…! [Yuno nodded dazed, proceeding to run along with them down Chuohku’s halls and around tons of corners. Despite wanting to ask about Eko’s situation, he knew that both of them had something important to notify him with.] Yuno: Promise me you’ll both explain yourselves? Mai: Of course we will, Yuno-chin. Eko: I’m sorry I told you this early… Yuno: Do not be sorry. If anything, I’d like to know what they had done to you that caused you to scream like that… [Eko swiped a miniature keycard as all 3 of them ran inside while the breached doors slammed behind them, revealing Chuohku’s recognizable insignia on the outside…] — Chuohku Ward, Breach Facility — [Sitting in a triangle formation, Yuno was relaxed. He hadn’t seen much of his teammates aside from test days, so it was uplifting to finally be face to face with them outside of those periods as he exhaled deeply.] Yuno: Alright…Tell me everything. [Eko and Mai’s eyes lit up, setting their mic’s in front of them as they exchanged a shared glance of satisfaction.] Eko/Mai: We’re invincible with these mic’s, Yuno/Yuno-chin…! 6 — The Words Inside — Chuohku Ward, Breach Facility — Yuno: Invincible with our mic’s? What do you mean by that…? [He brought out his own microphone, the 3 mic’s forming a similar triangle formation to their already seated positions. A minute later, Eko had picked his up and stood confidentially tall — despite being the shortest — with mic in hand.] Eko: A Hypnosis Mic manipulator develops an ability titled a “Rap Ability” when using their mic for a long time…So why don’t I show you? [Eko’s mic had transformed, revealing a grey/electric blue MP3 player where the original microphone once was. Not only that, a blue stage speaker with Chuohku security camera’s also appeared behind him, including a silhouette of himself…] Yuno: Before we get into this…What did they do to you, Eko? Eko: —Pause— I think my nervous system is damaged… [Yuno gasped.] Eko: And now I’m working for Chuohku… [Without any warnings, Yuno embraced Eko, finally letting out a held in sob as he held the delicate idol in his comforting arms…] — Chuohku Ward, Breach Facility — Yuno: When we get out of here, I’m finding the nearest hospital in Fukuoka. Is it severe…? Eko: My senses are fine, it’s just a large tingling sensation… Yuno: Promise me you’ll let the doctors take extra care of you? I lost my father…I don’t want to lose you… Eko: That’s a promise I won’t forget. Yuno: Okay. —Calming Breath— Show me how we can be invincible, together!

[To be continued…]

[pesterloglog]

Calliope, Jane Crocker

Act 6, page 4144

uranianUmbra [UU] began cheering gutsyGumshoe [GG] at 11:17

UU: good morning, lovely. ^u^

GG: Why, hellooooooo.

UU: so i gUess today is finally the day yoU make everything better.

GG: :B!

UU: it is the day whereafter the legendary octet of mUtUal progenitoriety will come together and heal a great breach in paradox space.

UU: a day delivered throUgh eighty billion years and foUr distinct Universal instances worth of Unfathomable tUrbUlence.

UU: and while the emerald eye of this storm is fixed in the abyss forever

UU: today yoU are poised to escape its scowl once and for all.

UU: by skaias gUiding light, yoU may leave behind its tUrning arms of bright coloUrs and mayhem, and secUre peace for yoUr cosmic progeny for all dUration.

UU: and if yoU are to meet this departUre with trepidation i woUld Understand! bUt also i woUld ask

UU: is there nothing i can do to ease yoUr mind?

GG: Gosh! So formal today.

UU: yes. u_u;

UU: i'm afraid i am gUilty of rehearsing this pep talk well in advance.

UU: i thoUght yoU deserved a proper sendoff.

GG: D'aww.

UU: well then?

UU: is there nothing i can do?

UU: it was a serioUs qUestion. :u

GG: You needn't worry about easing my nerves.

GG: If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be nearly as thrilled about today as I am!

UU: splendid! ^u^

UU: bUt remember i will be here to help, whilst refraining from caUsal spoilers to the best of my ability.

GG: That is reassuring!

UU: have yoU corresponded with yoUr first designated co-player yet?

GG: No, I haven't seen her online yet today.

GG: I'm really hoping Lalonde won't flake out on me this time. Have you heard from her?

UU: not the today that is local to yoU.

UU: thoUgh i do have a wee bit more troUble monitoring her than the rest of yoU. cUrioUs dark patches in transmission, hUmph.

UU: still, i woUldn't fret over it. she is as good a chUm as any yoU have and shoUld come throUgh Ultimately, even if things seem dire.

GG: If you say so.

GG: Oh!

GG: I wanted to tell you, I had an amazing dream last night!

UU: blimey! :U

GG: I believe it may have been of the sort you described. A dream of awakening, presuming I haven't just flatout lost my marbles.

UU: indeed, im sUre it was. i knew yoU woUld wake Up soon!

UU: might yoU describe what yoU saw?

GG: I was in a bright gold city. Above was a brilliant blue sky, but the horizon was dark as night.

GG: Was this the place you told me about? What was it called...

GG: Ah, shucks, does this count as a "causal spoiler?"

UU: not at all! that is a simple detail aboUt the realm yoU are aboUt to explore, withoUt directly involving yoUr fUtUre decisions of conseqUence.

UU: the place yoU visited was called prospit. it is where i have woken Up every time i have gone to sleep for most of my life.

GG: I didn't see you there. At least, I don't think I did!

UU: no, yoU woUldnt have.

UU: my prospit is an alternate version from yoUrs, in a completely different session qUite far afield of yoUr reality.

UU: if we are ever to meet in person, it is Unlikely to be while playing oUr respective games!

GG: Ok then.

GG: I mentioned this briefly to Jake, and he didn't have much to say before we parted ways.

GG: I will gather that if this is all true, then it means Jake had not awoken yet?

UU: i think this is for yoU to determine in time. what is yoUr hUnch?

GG: I don't know.

GG: But there was one thing about the dream that was very troubling.

GG: I'm becoming nervous to consider what it might mean.

UU: Understandable. bUt it will be important to practice patience today.

UU: yoU have a long road ahead of yoU, and many qUestions will be answered in time.

UU: bUt we can talk it over later. now, we both have games to prepare for!

UU: i know yoU coUld never fUlly appreciate what this actUally meant, bUt i took mUch care to sync Up these conversations with yoU on the same day that i begin playing as well.

UU: that way, we can joUrney throUgh oUr sessions together and compare notes! :u

GG: Hrm. I'm still not sure I appreciate what that means, but I appreciate that a nice gesture has been made if you say so!

GG: I guess I should just start believing all of this now, huh? Rather than learning it to be true later and feeling the fool for all my curmudgeonly skepticism?

UU: ~_u

GG: For starters, I guess I could drop my reservations about your story?

UU: will yoU :U!!!

GG: I can write off much to tomfoolery as I'm no stranger to a good prank myself. But quite honestly you seem too kind for this charade. Not the type I'd expect to trot out such persistent falsehoods beyond their humorous welcome.

GG: So what do I know! Consarn it, maybe you are an alien girl from Uranus, and together we are about to play a game which determines the fate of existence. Sign me up!

UU: oh, hee hee! bUt i never claimed to be from that planet, which is only in the far reaches of yoUr solar system.

UU: in fact i am from mUch farther away. a different Universe altogether.

UU: bUt if yoU trUly mean it, thank yoU for believing me!

UU: now, jane my lovely, let Us prepare for this adventUre.

UU: remember what i said aboUt the need for patience.

UU: patience with yoUr friends.

UU: patience for yoUr growth as a hero of life.

UU: and patience for the coming of the other foUr of legend.

UU: a hero of breath and of light and of time and of space!

UU: and if yoU still find yoUrself in doUbt

UU: jUst check the inscription on that big old book downstairs.

UU: after all, if yoU cant trUst words written by yoUr own hand

UU: then what Use is trUst at all? ^u^

UU: <kisses!>

uranianUmbra [UU] ceased cheering gutsyGumshoe [GG]

[ask-securitybreachawoken]

HIIII TO ALL OF YOU :D! How are you all feeling?

Wakey wakey eggs and bakey!!

[sunnymused]

"Warnings are for nerds." to simon/ice king(assuming that's alright?)

Security Breach prompts // accepting

"You said it, sister!" He's more than eager to throw caution to the wind, to BLAST open the door with a flurry of ice and snow to reveal a beautiful crystal cave, and the light reflects rainbows on the walls. If they were inclined to mine these out and haul them away, they'd see more wealth than anyone could imagine - but the Ice King hurries past them, flying further into the cave as he laughs wildly.

Atop a pedestal, there's a hand carved in crystal, and adorning one of its fingers is what they'd come here for; a ring with a large diamond in the center, supposedly capable of gifting the wearer the ability to control the mind of anyone within ten feet.

He reaches for it despite the ominous rumbling, growing louder as blue fingers take hold of the ring... and a rock falls right on top of him, knocking him out. The rest of the ceiling will come with it if they don't get out of there fast enough, it seems. A great evil has awoken, and it's going to protect the ring at all costs.

[anyasimon63]

Tea & Cuddles 🤍☕️

Oh dear! After waking up in the middle of the night feeling ill, Tom takes it upon himself to comfort you with some midnight tea and cuddles.

*

It was half past 12 at night, and you, much to your dismay and tired frustration, found yourself staring wide awake up at your bedroom ceiling. Underneath the covers Ben had tucked you up in while getting you into bed for the night, your arms hugged your stomach, tight and in uncomfortable pain.

This pain was familiar, too familiar. It was a grabbing and hot sensation, little claws dancing along your lower abdomen with cramps. You’d tried repositioning yourself in hopes of finding some comfort, going straight into a fetal position - with your knees balled underneath you, it was a stance that usually brought you immense pleasure and comfort - yet tonight, only triggered more pain. Unable to lay in your ball of usual comfort, frustration, mixed in with your stomach’s pain, made going back to sleep hopelessly impossible.

For a good awhile, you laid there. Trapped and in pain, you wrestled underneath the covers to find some comfortable enough position to lay in, hating how your pain levels weakened as the cramps worsened. If it weren’t the middle of the night and you weren’t worried of waking up Tom and Ben, you’d have gone running down the hall to the restroom already to find some pain relief.

Eventually, much to your dismay, the final level of pain you could handle was breached, and, a jolt of a cramp slicing through you, a cry left you. You immediately clamped a hand over your mouth, horrified at the thought of having awoken Tom and Ben, your gaze becoming blurred with tears.

To better muffle yourself, you threw your pillow over your head, shaking underneath it. Eyes closed, ears muffled, you didn’t hear the quiet approach of footsteps enter into your room, nor hear the concerned sound of Tom call out to you.

“Y/N?”

Gently, he approached your small bed, frowning at the sight of you cowering. He called your name again, and louder this time, you poked up from underneath the pillow. Tom quickly caught the glimmer of tears in your pretty eyes.

“Oh, Y/N,” he cooed quietly, and opening his arms, you welcomed his embrace. Another whip of pain, a low whimper, and the floodgates opened, tears free-falling down your face.

Tom held you dearly as you wept, his lips pressed firmly to your head. He said nothing, simply letting you cry. You felt warm, too warm for his liking, and seeing you were still draped in a blanket, unraveled it from around you. He noticed the way you hugged your lower stomach. He nuzzled you closer, realizing just what you were going through.

For a good minute, you took refuge in his arms and shoulder, crying freely. He let you, caressing the back of your head. You weren’t crying too loudly, muffled by his pajamas shirt and robe he wore. The sound of your crying hurt him, and knowing the pain you were in, he knew you were in no space to be left alone.

A few tears later, and Tom decided it wouldn’t do you any more good crying. He shifted you gently, mindful of your stomach, lifting you on his hip as he rose from the bed. You clung to him tightly, glued to him like a little kola baby, snuggling into his neck. He kept you steady, rubbing the small of your back in small circles slowly.

You secure on his hip, he carried you out of the room and towards the restroom a little ways down the hall. At it’s door, he kindly whispered, “It’s okay, darling. Go and take care of yourself. I’ll be right here.”

You didn’t want to care of yourself. You wanted him to take care of you. You needed him to hold you together, keep you close until the pain went away. With him near, you wouldn’t be alone. You weren’t isolated, hidden from the world as you cowered in pain. However, with the circumstances - bloody and messy and painful - you knew you had to enter the bathroom alone.

Tom lowered you from his hip and you ducked into bathroom. The door closed behind him, and for a moment, you were struck with fear that he’d suddenly leave. “Tom!”

“I’m right here,” he reassured from the other side of the door. “I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

Whew! Relieved, you wobbled over to the sink. Because of the cramps, it took a minute to bend down to open the bottom drawer where your supplies were. Neatly arranged and fully stocked, you plucked up the thickest of pads, thankful for Ben’s obsession of being a neat freak.

Ben, who loved you dearly, took great pride in how he organized things. The supplies you used for this ugly time of the month was no exception, and every couple weeks, he’d go through the drawer. He’d check it was prepared and restocked with all your necessities, mindful to how picky you could get when it came to what pads you used.

The pads you used - heavy duty ones that served for the first couple of days (the thick night purple ones from the brand Always), and towards the end of the week, you focused on the blue and thinner ones - were neatly lined up in clear containers. Next to them, in another small container, a clear bottle of aspirin was tucked away, reserved strictly for such bloody occasions. Behind it, there was a small mason jar that was half-way filled with small little chocolate hearts, and looking closer, a small purple folded up post it note.

You grinned at the note. In the morning, you’d give it a look, but for now, all you could focus on was getting yourself situated. Grabbing a pair of underwear, which was folded up in the back of the drawer, you quickly cleaned yourself up. You took your time, easing yourself through the usual routine; you got rid of the ruined underwear, plastered on the pad and secured the wings, then hoisted them up and around your hip. Flushing the toilet, you throughly washed your hands. When you were done, smelling sweetly of lavender vanilla, you shuffled back over to the door where Tom waited.

At the sound of the door opening, Tom smiled as you came out. “All good, sweetie?”

You shook your head. Tom pouted, and lowering himself down a little, carefully hoisted you up from under the arms back onto his hip. You wrapped your legs around his torso, embracing him. He kissed the side of your head, asking, “Did you take any medicine yet, darling?”

Again, you shook your head.

Tom hummed and started down the hallway. You held him fiercely, hoping he was taking you somewhere to give you some medication. You could’ve taken some aspirin in the bathroom, but with the amount of pain you were in, you felt very needy. You wanted Tom to take care of you.

Tom carried you down the stairs, careful as he went down each step. At the bottom, he went down a small hallway that turned into the kitchen. It was already lit with the lowest light settings, giving the room a soft yellowish glow of comfort.

Knowing you wouldn’t want to be set down, he decided, already a pro at it, to go about the kitchen with you in his arms. He gathered up the materials he’d need, which was a small mug, and tea bag, and already warmed, the electric kettle set on the stove that Ben had prepared. Dropping the tea bag into the mug, he poured in some water. As the drink steeped, he opened the medicine drawer to get out some ibuprofen.

With pills in hand, he picked up the mug and, leaving the kitchen behind, carried you out into the living room. He set the two items on the coffee table, turned on the small reading lamp near the couch, and then, with a kind warning as not to startle you, lowered down into the plush couch. You immediately readjusted, sliding over his hip to curl up to his side. Once cozy enough, he covered you up with a blanket, his firm side becoming your pillow as you cuddled into him.

Tom wrapped his arm around you, blanketing you securely. Spotting the tea, you went to reach for it, but he gently brushed you back, telling you it was still too warm to enjoy just yet. You frowned unhappily, desperate for pain relief, yet Tom kissed the top of your head, hushing you.

“You’re okay, baby,” he cooed. “I’m here.”

He was here. In the middle of the night, when he should’ve been in bed with Ben under his own covers, he was with you. His arm was strong around you, a safe barrier that promised to keep you from harm’s way. His voice, deep and rough and tainted with sleep, was soothing and calm as he shushed you gently with reassurances. You had nothing to worry about anymore.

Tom, he was here for you. He’d always be there for you when you needed someone most. When you felt alone, he’d come to keep you company. Whenever you couldn’t take care of yourself, he’d nurse you back to health. His tea and cuddles were the perfect remedy to this night’s turn of events.

You smiled into his side, happy. You were okay. He was going to take very good care of you. The tea, which after a few more minutes, was delicious, a flavorful chamomile that would ease you back to sleep. Come morning, you’d feel much better. Tom, along with Ben, they’d get you back to your feet, but for now, you were content.

Yes, you sleepily thought as you felt your eyelids flutter to a close. With Tom and Ben near, everything would be perfectly okay.

☕️🤍

Don’t worry! Tom’s got us covered when we aren’t feeling well! He hopes when we’re down and under the weather, we look after ourselves and if we need it, find the tea and cuddles we need to feel better.

[scifriskyxy]

My theory is that the moment spring trap escaped from hell all the spirits where disturbed, even if they want to rest they really don't want anyone else suffering at this man's hand almost like what happens when you disturb a grave you wake up s spirit that had probably moved on,that's literally my concept, fazbears due to being lazy re awoke all of the souls and now they are peeved and trying to keep purple guy from escaping at all cost but at the same time they are being controlled by em they are there many of them don't have control over their body and that's how we get security breach however not all of the souls are fully awoken yet Freddy is really the only one whom had fully awoken- tho not with many memories but knowing that he must protect Gregory from his father

And the chip thing, they could have taken the chip from golden Freddy or spring bonnie or something since afton had some sort of bond? With those items

In short fazbear entertainment fucked up due to being lazy...lesson here don't be lazy you may allow a serial killer escape from hell but that's my take on it explaining on why every single dead person are back

[chipkoy]

here comes the boyyyy~