#shut up roxanne

[pixlokita]

I love the theory that the bunny mask bully is related to Cassie because I already made her Roxy in the Ballpit AU before ruin even came out ✨

Colored by the bestie again @cookieruma29 💖

[qbc-potate]

the security breach animatronics if you came out to them as queer:

roxanne wolf: "no way, me too! i actually came out as trans to the other animatronics like a year ago and honestly i-"

glamrock freddy: "this doesn't change anything to me. in my eyes, you're still..." *starts crying* "you're still a superstar... excuse me for a minute" *runs off sobbing*

sun: "gay? i don't really know what that is, but alright! want to play with blocks or something"

roxanne wolf: "-and they were all like, 'your whole deal's that you're a pirate! this is gonna mess with the branding' and i was like 'that sounds like a you problem' so they-"

glamrock chica: "we here at the mega pizzaplex all fully support your decision!"

montgomery gator: *calls you the most vile slurs you've ever heard*

roxanne wolf: "-so i decided to ditch the whole log ride idea and go for a raceway instead because jesus christ, who puts a log ride in the middle of a goddamned mall-"

moon: "i don't fucking care, go to bed already i don't have time for this shit"

glamrock bonnie: *dead animatronic noises*

the mimic: "oh hey cool. i'm gonna kill you now i hope you don't mind"

roxanne wolf: "-so they were obviously like 'roxy you're an animatronic you can't get bottom surgery' and i grabbed a hammer and i was all like 'watch me'. long story short i ended up in repairs for a week. anyways what were you saying"

[doom-bomb]

IM FREAKING OUT

[glamrocktiger]

you prob get this question a lot... why does talisman hates Freddy and stuff?

It's alright!! I appreciate every question!! <3

Talisman hates Freddy because he basically got replaced by him on the stage, Talisman especially hates how nice Freddy is, he thinks it's all just a facade, that Freddy is just pretending to be nice so he can get all the love and attention Talisman used to have, and overall Talisman is just full of hatred and jealousy, he's simply stupid and hates everyone lolz 😭

[froggybangbang]

Had a conversation with an artist at a convention when he asked me if i was gonna give a name to my little snail, and now I'm curious if it's the majority of people who give names to a tatto (of a thing that can have a name but doesn't already, such as a bee, a robot, an astronaut, etc).

If you do name them write their names in the tags!

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Based on the amazing takes I’ve been seeing, if the pruples and the greens are to represent Roxy and Cassie, maybe the reason the other animatronics are so vaguely outlined really is because Roxy’s not really friends with anyone? I don’t want to isolate her to add more to Roxy and Cassie’s thing, but I just thought that was interesting combination of ideas to put out there.

If Roxy also had no real friends like Cassie, maybe making friends with the kids that also don’t have many friends is so incredibly important to her? Maybe she doesn’t want them to feel like she does? It would be a cool chunk of depth for her!

[ravenquingvax]

Watching Markiplier play Into The Pit and finally getting to watch The FNAF movive last night has thrown me right back into my FNAF hyperfixation.

Guess it's time to put VM in a FNAF inspired AU. Yippee.

Already have ideas and have started chapter one...

Hopefully this actually goes somewhere, I've started many FNAF stories that I just never finished for whatever reason.

Fingers crossed!!

[eggoyolkk]

hello tumblr !!!!

i am alive !! today i bring. more Checkpoint AU !!!

this was based of another old amino thing and i think only eggy might remember the og lmao

[brojustshutup]

none of the swalts have announced anything about leaving yet i think but PLEASE let us get leah boleyn and monique howard before they leave (if they are)

[jennrypan]

Wait is roxanne gonna learn spanish to talk with miguel

She will do her best cuz

She desperately wants to know what he's saying especially cuz she KNOWS his ass is always talking shit-

(But it's fine cuz she can curse him out in french and they can both be confused about what the other is saying )

But on a serious note, she genuinely wants to learn simply cuz she likes learning and she thinks it'll be fun

[izziessogay]

I found the best Christian

I'm here to settle the debate on who is the best Christian in Moulin Rouge, you're welcome.

so I've definitely been here for a while, the movie has been my favourite for almost a decade now at this point and I lost my shit when I found out about the musical, naturally I'm an expert and completely correct (there is a tldr)

my favourite Christian for a long time was Ewan McGregor when it comes to the overall picture, which is pretty basic ngl, but he just had the right amount of stupid retriever boy and good voice. however the original obviously has issues with racism/orientalism etc. when it comes to vocal performance Aaron Tveit takes the cake, but he's way too old/mature for my personal likings. all the other ones I've seen were great too (looking at you Muscato stannies), sure but none of them did it like it was supposed to be done.

BUT NOW, yesterday I went to the show in Cologne (with my princess @uncooldotcom ) which was truly spectacular, I've been looking forward to it for months. Still I was a little disappointed because the main Christian is Riccardo Greco and idk he's giving everything but Christian I'm sorry. Well we didn't see Greco though, because his understudy Markus Fetter went on and let me tell you he's the one.

From the moment he went on he was smilling from one ear to another, eyes glistening, truly no thought behind these eyes golden retriever vibe. He had all of Ewan's childishness/excitement. Young, a bit hunky, but a short king, clumsy and all, not a single care in the world. Even when he was not the centre of the scene he never snapped out of that role. When the betrayal hit he still stayed in character, boyish and still not quite understanding of what's happening before his eyes. The rage and the anger seemed so genuine and not malicious like I've seen so many times in the musical adaptation. He didn't seem old and bitter when his heart got broken, he honestly just seemed like a confused kid AND THAT'S HOW IT HAS TO BE.

(Satine was also amazing really, played by Shanna Slaap (also an understudy), it gave raw and seasoned queen, conceal don't feel etc. I will worship her until the end. She was the perfect grumpy black cat match to the bubbly retriever boy)

And don't get me started on the voice, the range! at first it was all clear and angelic like his whole look and then as the tragedy went on it grew more raspy. Satine and him harmonized perfectly, not overpowering one another and they both filled the theatre easily. Since the whole thing was in german too I thought it would be challenging because of the lyrics, but my man really made all the songs his own, no cringy dub, I know it's hard to believe. needless to say the crescendos in "el tango del Roxanne" were the best I've ever heard, it had low notes, high notes, crisp sounds and raspy sounds, perfect enunciation despite the volume or the choreography. I'd be happy listening to that and nothing else until I die. everything was so sincere so unknowing, so aaaaaaaa (I will not stop talking about it for months) (also I don't think he could be more different irl... bbgirl definitely)

tldr: Christians understudy in Cologne was the perfect characterization and vocalisation of Christian (stupid, happy, boyish, honestly angelic, golden retriever) and I have literally one person in the entire world to talk about it, no cast recording, no way to see it again so I'm writing essays on tumblr to cope with the frustration :)

(here's a picture of them from Shanna's and Markus' story for proof)

@markus_fetter and @shannamichelleslaap on ig

[crabussy]

hi. roxanne wolf and glamrock foxy in a goddamn system. ok?

[goofyrpmaniacs]

Z: *blushes* You're nice, sweet, and this is just from the short time we've known each other, but I like you cause you actually spend time with me. And when we do you don't push me away like I'm annoying you or something. And I just...I like that quality about you. *turning bright red* And now I feel like I'm being too forward because we just met and I don't wanna ruin the little friendship we have.

Zekko belongs to @thatyakkofangirl

[wonboos]

HAVE YOU SEEN THE ACHESWAN DANCE

[eievuimultimuse]

charas who realize they're in love when the person of their affection gets hurt > anything else in this world 🥺

[nvuy]

im like itching for a boothill x single parent romance. LIKE WHAT IF they moved in next to boothill and everyones like "naww dont go near that guy hes scary and shit" but when kid sees boothill they get so intrigued by boothill they try to get close to him every time they see and hes just... scared? or paranoid, so he doesnt let them close. and then one time kid was still asking questions to boothill and stuff, parent was rushing looking for them, they see them, and then goes like "omf sir im so sorry my kid bothered you" and then boothill is like "nah its ok id do anyt- no what i mean we just met its cool btw lmao"

yk that one scene in a goofy movie where max get laughed at on the bleachers and then roxanne comes and picks him up and asks if he’s alright and then max starts babbling absolute gibberish yep

“So, how strong are you, mister?”

Boothill’s fingers are pressed against the girl’s tiny tiny hands. So small and little and squishy, and he seriously contemplated squishing her until she popped. His palm is cold against hers, and she giggles at the difference in size.

“Hmm…” He leans back on his heels in his squatting position in the front garden. He taps his chin in thought. “Don’t gotta clue. Anythin’ you need me to pick up?”

The girl gasps and there’s stars in her eyes. “Can you pick me up?” She stretches out her arms towards him.

He cracks a grin at her and ruffles her hair. “I dunno. You might be a bit heavy.” He’s teasing her, of course, but she pouts.

“At least try.”

“Alright, little lady.” He hooks his arms underneath hers and hoists her up easily, hands locked at her ribs. “How’s that? Good enough for ya?”

She hums thoughtfully, a cheeky smile on her face as she, too, taps her chin. “Now you gotta carry me for the entire day.”

It was his turn to pout. “N’aw. That’s no fair.”

“There you are!” There’s a rustle of footsteps and the jangling of keys to his left that made him stiffen for a moment, before your familiar face comes into view. Your eyes flit from him to your daughter. “I’ve been calling you for lunch.”

Oh, great Heavens.

“Hi, gorg– uh…” The ranger stumbles over his tongue and zips his lips shut when a small smile stretches into your lips. “We were– I was just– uh…”

Your daughter looks upset when Boothill gently places her back down in the grass.

“Just horsin’ ‘round,” he finishes. “I was just passin’ by, y’see? And your lil’ princess chased me down.”

You clear your throat, staring down at your shoes for a moment and trying to hide the heat rising from your neck to your face.

“I’m sorry about her,” you say to him. “She’s, um… hard to control.”

“That’s a good thing,” he whispers down to your daughter. “Means you got a free spirit.” He pokes her in the side and she giggles.

You give him another look and his eyes snap to the left, and a casual tune leaves his lips in the form of a whistle.

You offer a hand to the girl. “I made pasta.”

Your daughter practically barrels into your side, almost knocking you over with how her small arms wrap around your hips—she used to only be able to reach your knees. God, time flies.

Your eyes flit to the ranger once more. “Um… I made a lot so… if you’re hungry…” Your eyes trail down to his stomach before you swallow. “Do you get hungry?”

He studies your face for a moment with a pensive look.

Then, Boothill snorts. “Nah, sugar.”

Your face is burning. “Right. Well, you’re welcome to come in, anyway.”

“Oh, please have lunch with us!” your daughter all but begs. Her hands have now interlocked in front of her in a pleading gesture, and she’s offering him her most intense puppy eyes. “I can show you my room.”

He’s immediately swayed. “Well, it’s hard to say no to a cute thing like you.” He reaches down and pinches her cheek.

He watches you blink, perhaps taken aback for a moment.

He thinks you’re so beautiful, even if the apron you’re wearing is covered in sauce stains.

He almost starts cheering when you visibly perk up. “You’ll join us?”

“’Course! I’d do anythin’ for y–” He stops himself by digging his teeth into his tongue. “I mean… if ya insist.”

He can tell you’re biting the inside of your cheeks to keep yourself from smiling too wide. You pucker your lips and look elsewhere, face dark with blood.

Your daughter is strangely silent. He notices she’s enamoured with a bright blue butterfly floating along one of the bushes nearby.

“Cool.” You can’t think of anything else to really say. You rock on your heels absentmindedly. “I’d like that.”

His smile grows impossibly wider. “Would ya now?” He taps your nose once before he bends down to greet your daughter again. “Lead the way, little lady.”

“One sec,” you mumble, digging in your pockets.

You fumble for your ring of keys before you throw them quite badly at the cyborg. He manages to catch them well enough, fingers frozen over the steel.

Huh?

“It’s, um… the purple key. For the front door.”

Sure enough, one of the keys was coated in a deep purple.

Your daughter has already begun sprinting towards the front door. You’re half keeping a close eye on her through your peripherals, but your gaze wanders from her to watch him closely.

“I have a spare so… you can have it,” you continue slowly. Was this… too forward?

Boothill eyes you for a moment. A hand moves to his hips.

Then, in a flash, he pulls the purple key off of the ring it’s attached to and gently tosses it back at you. You struggle to catch them, but you manage with shaky hands and stuff them back into your pocket.

“‘Ppreciate it, pretty thing. You know just how to make a man swoon.”

He blows you a kiss with the steel to his lips and then tips his hat. He catches up with your daughter in no time, sweeping her off her feet and letting her slot the key in the lock to open the door.

You realise when he’s staring at you, one hand holding your own front door open expectantly, that you’re standing out in your front garden gawking at him like an idiot.

You quickly follow him inside, and he closes the door behind you. He’s quick to swing an arm around your waist when you guide him into the kitchen.