#this barely even fnaf anymore

[rens-denn]

Real

having character development later in life after being know as THEE middle school persecutor part is wild. like im legit trying to be better then I was... which is weird to think about. huh.

i guess a name change also sorta feels right too after all that pff

[glamrockmike]

ugh. one second. an analysis just occurred to me that’s fucking me up

intensely unapologetic fnaf: security breach glazing, you have been warned

when i think about it, security breach really is one of the mascot horror games that sticks with me and i think fnaf fans the most regardless of love/hate, good or bad. i’ve mentioned it before but it’s such a good game about what it feels like being a kid. it’s being lost in a department store. it’s pseudo-severance. it’s alice in wonderland.

you play as gregory. you’re young but not too young to not be disillusioned and you’re too young to be respected, believed, or trusted by adults.

you are small and you look weak and you are being carefully hunted by something so much bigger than you that takes the form of what look like fairy-tale monsters, giant talking animals emblazoned with bright neon colors (don’t touch!). you are told through the game’s environment that these monsters are the most appealing thing to children like you, that a kid could want nothing more than to be here with them in this place.

never mind that you know there’s something else to this place. you don’t want this. you want to have a home, you want to be safe, and you want to be loved. you want to LEAVE. you guess you could want this place and everybody tells you you do, but you really don’t.

you’re protected by freddy. freddy, who looks so much like the other monsters, who is one of them. freddy behaves like a grown-up. he supervises you, he questions you, he even distrusts you at times. he worries and fusses over you. he’s literally blind to the peril you’re actually in. when his friends bare teeth and claws at you, he tells you that they are his friends and would never. but you have to be unsure whether or not they would, and even if they are really his friends. does freddy even think that these things are his friends? you don’t know. he doesn’t know. if he thinks about it too long he loses his mind.

every bad guy is an adult. every good guy is not. you run from vanessa, a trusted adult, because you know that’s an oxymoron. you instinctively hide from chica the first time you see her, because robot or not, she is one of them. every adult is trying to do what they think is best for you. every adult promises that they want to help you. that they have your best interest in mind and at heart. you can’t believe any of them even if you want it badly to be true. you take freddy with you because he’s like you.

all of this place wants you to stay where you are not welcome and there are bad sounds and smells and lights. this place reeks of bad things that happened to kids like you, and the adults who wanted it to happen. it doesn’t matter that only some of them wanted it, all of them let it happen. whether this is really about you anymore, you don’t know, but you stay anyway in case you are wanted. you want to be wanted.

you want to leave. it’s not time to go yet. everything you do happens carefully on a schedule. you are counting down the hours. you are finally almost there. you are there. when you get there, to the end and to the exit, dragging your adult with you, you have no choice but to stay longer, because an adult says you have to.

when you break their control over your actions you are punished for your agency. each time you smash, break, wreck the pretty things, you must fight your way out of hell. places that would be a sanctuary to a fun-loving kid like you turn into a cage, jungle gyms turn into prison bars, a laser-tag arena turns into a labyrinth complete with minotaur. you dropped your ball of yarn.

then you finally manage to get out, under the thumb of nothing and nobody. you free the princess. she’s a little girl too, but she looked like an adult. did she ever live for herself either? you don’t think she ever got the chance.

you want to make sure you get the chance.

you play as gregory. you are young, not too young and not too old, and you are small.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I know you probably JUST posted the FNAF Movie request where the reader possesses Sparky, but after reading it this idea popped into my head and I need to get it out there.

Could we have a sort of continuation of the 'Sparky reader' fic that takes place towards the finale of the movie? The idea I had is that after Abby helps the animatronics remember that it was William Afton who killed them, the reader actually joins up with the others in confronting him. Additionally, William is shocked because he wasn't expecting the reader to have also possessed an animatronic, let alone that they would have command over the others (he probably thought he was the only one with that kind of power).

👀

The first Sparky!Reader part

........

"Look at you...look at the nasty things that you have become! Look at how small you are! How worthless you are!! You are wretched, rotten little beasts! I MADE YOU!!!"

Even as William shouted angrily at the animatronics, pounding a gloved fist against his chest, he realized how quickly he was losing his ability to keep them in line.

Thanks to that brat showing them the truth in a stupid drawing--which proved that he, the yellow bunny they once trusted, was the cause of all their pain--they didn't obey him anymore.

Now he couldn't control them like he used to.

No longer were they blindly singing and dancing to his tune.

Because they finally remembered what really happened that day.

He then heard another pair of heavy footsteps, and from the darkness emerged a character he had almost entirely forgotten about:

Sparky.

But how was he moving? And why?

William swore that mutt was sitting in the backstage area, deactivated and unable to walk freely.

It was impossible.

Unless....

"Of course..I figured you would have woken up eventually, too." He chuckled weakly, taunting you all. "So what's your plan now? To kill me? Shove me into a suit like you did to those poor people?! Well you can't...because I know how you all think!! I'm smarter than you!!"

"No. You are a fool, Afton. It isn't us who will kill you."

His laughter ceased upon hearing your disembodied voice speaking to him, and he froze for a moment, bewildered by what you had said.

It was extremely unnerving to learn that your ghost could even talk to him at all, considering the other children have been silent.

What made you so special?

Unfortunately for him, he realized far too late what you meant by those words...as he noticed you gesturing to Chica, who sent her Cupcake after him.

It lunged with a growl, biting into the torso of his suit and not letting go.

He grabbed onto it, struggling to tear the feral little bastard off of him, not knowing that would be the last mistake he ever made.

When he finally managed to toss the Cupcake away from him, it took a chunk of the suit's fabric with it, exposing part of the springlock endoskeleton underneath.

And without any material for the mechanisms to stay compressed against...

They snapped, one bar stabbing into his side and sinking deep into his flesh, blood leaking through his shirt almost immediately.

With a gasp of pain, William collapsed to his knees as the springlocks continued to puncture him one by one--with you and the other animatronics simply staring him down, watching him endure the same torment he brought upon each of you.

None of your suits were made from springlocks, of course...but now he, too, will know what it's like to be encased inside a tomb of fabric and metal forever.

He scrambled for the Springbonnie head that laid beside him, only to see your brown paws snatch it off the ground.

You kept his above his head, just barely within his reach.

All he did was stare into your glowing red eyes, shocked at the commanding presence you held over his creations. He had no idea how you got them to follow your lead so easily.

Yet despite knowing that he lost, he refused to lie down and show any sort of fear.

Instead a grin appeared on his sweaty face, each exhaled breath growing more strained than the last.

And before you shoved the Springbonnie head onto him, forever sealing him inside his tomb, he made one final haunting declaration:

"I always come back."

[foxcantswim]

i’ve just been thinking about this scenario…

maybe where instead of vanessa reader steps in and takes the stab?

you can put where they get into a coma or they die..

thank u !!

also i love ur work.

<3

FNAF Movie / / Vanessa x F!Reader [Not Your Fault]

(gif by me)

It was supposed to be Vanessa getting stabbed by Afton. Not you... (aka you stop Afton from hurting Vanessa, but it backfires on you in the process) Content: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Pre-relationship, one-sided love confession(?) Warnings: Blood, Stabbing(Reader), Trauma ig??? WC: 1,038 (sorry it's so short! maybe a part 2? not sure yet!)

Thank you anon <3 Love you~ Hope this is okay! (Left it slightly open ended to keep you on your toes)

PART 2

Vanessa stepped forwards, reaching to grab her father's arm. Your heart raced as you watched the interaction between the two, you noticed how Afton's hand was shaking as it tightened around the handle of the knife. His arm reared back, ready to attack. That's when you quickly reached to grab his arm, pulling him away from the blonde.

Your breath caught in your throat as the sharp hot pain rushed through your entire body. You glanced down to see the knife firmly embedded into your stomach, Afton's hand firmly gripping the handle of the blade. His other hand harshly gripped your shoulder, his glare was cold as he stared into your eyes.

"Y/N..." Vanessa's voice was barely even a whisper, tears flooding her eyes as she couldn't quite believe what she was seeing. Her father was about to hurt her, and you had taken the blow instead. Her whole body shook in fear and worry.

You expected to hit the cold hard floor, but a warmth soon surrounded you. Vanessa helped you to the floor, with you in her lap. She looked up briefly towards her father who had no emotion on his face, his eyes drifted towards the blood covered blade in his hand. He then turned to face towards Abby and the animatronics.

"H-Hey, hey," her voice was shaky as she looked over your whole body with panic, "Keep those eyes open for me, okay?"

She wasted no time in taking her sweater off, quickly pressing it down onto the wound. You tried to reach towards it as the pain increased, but your arm simply fell back weakly. You felt your breathing become shallow, you tried your hardest to keep your eyes open but they refused - flickering closed every so often.

"Y/N, please," Vanessa said, trying to hold back her sobs as she pressed harshly onto your wound to try and stop the bleeding the best she could. She did whatever she could to wrap the sweater around you and tighten it, "Why did you do that?!" she exclaimed, her hand coming up to hold your face. She didn't blame you, no. She blamed herself for getting you into this, "I'm so sorry, baby, I'm sorry," she choked on a sob as she leaned down to rest her forehead against yours.

You wanted to open your mouth to tell her it's not her fault, but of course your body refused. You felt your fingers go cold as you did your best to lean into Vanessa more, searching for any bit of warmth from her.

"I've got you," she promised, still shaking as she held you.

That's when William's voice pierced her ears, "Vanessa!" he exclaimed, "Get these stupid things away from me. NOW."

That's when Vanessa realised what was happening. Abby was glaring at her father as the animatronics walked towards him. They were finally seeing him for who he really was.

"Vanessa," his voice was strong, "You will listen to me."

Tears flowed down her cheeks as she looked at him, his gaze was cold. She gulped harshly before simply closing her eyes and turning her head away. Her name left his mouth once again, but she didn't react.

He had intended on her hurting Abby. He had intended on hurting his own daughter, too. And he had actually hurt you. There was no way she was listening to him anymore. She wouldn't let him hurt anyone ever again. He was a monster. But he was still her father, and she couldn't stop herself from loving him. She refused to look at the gruesome fate he was about to receive. She kept on telling herself that it was for the best.

Her eyes finally opened to look back down at you. That was when she realised that your eyes were finally closed, your body limp against hers.

She hugged your body close, tears staining your shirt as she buried her face into your neck, "Come on, Y/N. I love you. Come on. W-We haven't had enough time together," she couldn't stop herself from pressing a kiss to your forehead. Her heart hammered in her chest at the fear of losing you.

She had known you for quite a while now, when you had started to work the night shift almost a year ago. Truthfully, she didn't like you when she first met you. She thought you were just trouble. But after a few weeks she had fallen for you, hard. The two of you weren't really sure what you two were relationship wise. Sure you had kissed a couple times and been extremely intimate, but there were never any labels or confessions of love or anything like that.

Vanessa already started to have so many regrets as she held you as tightly as she could.

Eventually, the animatronics had dragged her father away. The room around her started to crumble and shatter, lights falling from the the ceiling. She was about to sit here with you until the very end, she couldn't leave you and her body refused to move on its own. That was when Mike appeared by her side, helping her up with you in the process. He quickly offered to carry you in his arms, Vanessa could hardly see through the tears in her eyes as she helped him walk. Abby was quickly on their heels.

Everyone made their way out of the pizzeria, moving as quickly as they could into the parking lot.

Mike and Vanessa put you into the back of Vanessa's patrol car. She climbed into the backseat, Abby sat in the passenger seat in silence. Mike quickly got into the driver's seat and started up the car.

"Mike-" Vanessa said, her voice getting cut off by her own sob. She continued to hold you close in the confined space of the back of the car.

"It will be okay," he reassured, his own voice slightly shaky, "She's breathing, Vanessa. She'll be fine."

He didn't trust his own words. But all they could do was be hopeful.

She had a shirt on under that sweater you freaks ;)

Taglist: @marvelwomen-simp ; @emiliaisdead

PART 2

[miiilowo]

I can barely even interact with anything FNAF related anymore because I get so excited it physically hurts

[kobrafangs]

i've been compiling a bunch of maze runner headcannons over the past few weeks, and i decided to share what i have so far :) fyi most of these are ivytrio centered heheh ^_^ enjoy!!!

- newt would be a big oatmeal fan. he'd have it every day and put cubed fruits and maple syrup in it too. thomas prefers a plain toast with butter and always teases newt for "being an old coot"

- minho is rlly extra and likes to make these fancy pancakes that frypan taught him how to make

- newt would be addicted peach tea. every morning he goes to the convenience store and he buys a bottle before class

- newt loves bracelets and he made a matching pair for him and thomas :] (minho, newt, & thomas also have separate matching bracelets!)

- newt does poetry & art. he carries around a little sketchbook in his satchel where he jots random thoughts and sketches. his muse is thomas <3

- newt likes musicals & claymation/stop motion movies (his fav is dear evan hanson or kubo and the 2 strings) & thomas likes action movies (his favs are starwars or the spiderman movies)

- their fav movie to watch together is fantastic mr fox or coraline

- thomas and minho are both on their school's track team

- thomas downloaded duolingo as a joke but now he feels guilty if he misses even a single day so he has a daily streak of 479

- thomas almost threw up crying watching end game (he forced newt to watch it with him as well)

- thomas prefers calling/face timing over texting and he will do everything in his power to call

- he's also like the least coherent texter of all time He always has like 90 spelling errors in a 4 word text

- newt doesnt like calls but is also the driest texter of all time

- minho sends those corny Good Morning! gifs with a sunset in the background and glitter and flowers on it

- minho studies hard, passes his classes

- newt barely studies, passes his classes (hes just smart)

- thomas doesnt study whatsoever, passes his classes somehow

- minho has legible, normal-but-a-bit-wonky handwriting

- newt has a slanted cursive scrawl

- everything thomas writes is illegible

- minho has the dirtiest mind known to mankind

- when frustrated, minho gets really sassy, thomas gets snappy and fidgety, and newt just goes silent

- minho would go on 5 am runs and post a picture of him on his instagram story all sweaty and smiling and put the dumbest caption of all time on it

- thomas cannot eat unless he puts on a show

- minho scrolls on his phone and texts people while he eats

- newt raw dogs every meal No stimulation whatsoever. pure silence

- thomas is extremely ticklish. like hellishly ticklish. he will literally scream like hes getting stabbed and kick his feet if he gets tickled

- ivy trio stays up until like 3 am playing horror games. thomas is the one who always screams bloody murder at literally any noise, minho keeps yelling at thomas to shut up, and newt is the only one actually playing the game. they also love roblox

- minho and thomas play dress to impress and they get way too invested in it

- newt & sonya braid daisies in each other's hair

- thomas likes having his hair played with

- thomas likes chewing gum, specifically bubble gum because hes actually 8 years old and likes to blow bubbles

- newt looooovessss libraries he'd literally live in one if he could

- minho unironically says "where my hug at" to thomas and newt

- newt is usually the little spoon but he knows thomas likes it too so sometimes he insists on being the big spoon just so thomas is happy

- sun thomas, moon newt, comet minho

- thomas isn't allowed to play fnaf anymore because the last time he did he got jump-scared so hard he threw his phone against the wall so hard it made a hole

- thomas's favourite pony is pinkie pie, newt's is applejack, minho's is rainbow dash

- newt has a fear of heights so thomas and minho always have to beg for him to go to an amusement park with them

- danny gonzalez thomas, drew gooden newt, kurtis conner minho

- minho always quotes random tiktok audios that nobody gets so at one point he just started making up really specific ones that catered to whatever situation they're in and then proceed to gaslight newt and thomas into believing they're real

- dog thomas, cat newt, otter minho

- THOMAS TMNT FAN RAAAHHH

- newtmas' favourite date was an aquarium date. thomas is absolutely captivated by all the fish and newt is so enamoured

- newt would probably like manga (he really enjoyed saiki k, chainsaw man, and sxf)... its his guilty pleasure

- on minho's aforementioned morning runs, he BLASTS pop music thru his headphones. because of this he's literally almost deaf. he always goes "huh" "what?" "say again?" whenever talking to anybody but it especially makes newt so frustrated

- also. minho would love charli xcx SORRY I DONT MAKE THE RULES!!!! he really likes pop music because it gets him pumped up and energized

- when thomas is focused, his speech gets really curt and he kinda shuts the world out because hes so tunnel visioned. as a result people think hes just really rude and a pain to work with

- only newt can work with him effortlessly because they don't need words to communicate. a slight nose scrunch? thomas knows he made a mistake. quirk of the brow? newt nods his head to show his approval. thomas taps his fingers against the table? newt can tell he's frustrated. their relationship can be tacit but understood by one another which is why they work so well with each other

- thomas LOOOOOVES karaoke he literally will not hesitate to belt his heart out

- when thomas blushes, he blushes HARD. he gets really red in the face and gets super embarrassed and newt likes to tease him for it

- when drunk, thomas gets really chatty, newt becomes clingy, and minho turns into a whole nother person he gets SO rowdy and loud and crazy. life of the party kinda guy

and thats all for now hehe !! ^_^ hope these were entertaining enough :p

[send-me-a-puffalope]

I know you’ve tackled this a little bit, but how do you think William Afton (loser) parents his children? Like in the games and movies. And if you think there are any differences between universes.

I think the difference between Afton’s actions in the games and in the movie is his intent behind having a family.

In the games, I believe having a large family was for the grand facade he was building. It was a checkbox on his list of requirements he needed for success. I’d like to believe Michael remembers when William was a good dad, all those years ago, but his “love” always stemmed from his need for control. So when Fredbear’s Family Diner came along, William became enchanted with the animatronics: they were predictable, he was able to change the way they behaved. If they ever malfunctioned, well that was just a reflection of his and Henry’s failure. He was barely at home anymore, though he was very much an absent father when he was.

Michael, on the other hand, had hit the age where he acted out more—mostly to get William’s attention. His unpredictability drove William insane. CC and Elizabeth came around not too long later, William’s attempt to feel the same amount of control over them he felt when Michael was young. When Mrs. Afton left the picture, William’s mindset was still on himself and his slow climb to success. Michael had to take on the responsibility of his siblings instead, though he was Bad at it. Because he was a kid and this was never a responsibility he was supposed to hold.

In the movie franchise however, William just has Vanessa. I never imagine a Mrs. Afton really existing in this universe at all, so I usually think of her as died early on in Vanessa’s life—to the point where she doesn’t even remember her. Rather than William choosing Freddy’s over his family life, these two became deeply intertwined as Vanessa never left his side. My main HC about the movies is that, before the MCI, William and Vanessa looked like the “perfect family” to the rest of the town, despite it being just the two of them. William was everything anyone could ever want in a father, he even accredited the success of his animatronics to his daughter’s unwavering support. However, I still think that William’s “love” still stemmed from his need for control. Vanessa was the perfect daughter because she listened.

As mentioned before, I think the big shift in their dynamic happened when Vanessa witnessed the MCI. Suddenly, her perception of her “perfect father” shattered and her childhood and innocence died all at once in those backrooms. Post-MCI, William tried to continue his facade. He acted the same as he did prior, though to Vanessa, it was horrifically jarring to see him smiling and laughing after What She Saw. So she began to act out, began throwing tantrums William mentioned in the FNAF movie. Once William realized the “perfect family” he’d spent so long curating was unrecoverable, did he finally drop the act. This kinda relates to another ask sitting in my askbox rn but I think the first time William physically laid a hand on Vanessa was during one of these tantrums—shocking both of them. The moment William realized he still had control and the moment Vanessa realized she was not immune to her father’s anger. Other than this moment, the extent of William’s physical abuse laid in intimidation. A grab of the collar or face to keep Vanessa’s eyes on him. Or bruising grip on her arm to remind her that he has the power in this relationship. I think William using the anger he knew Vanessa had and turning it into violence (her being forced to become his accomplice) was a form of punishment to make her like him in a way that she couldn’t escape.

Anyways i’m normal about these characters (<- highk not sure any of this is coherent because i wrote this on the way to school)

[trashyswitch]

Dangerous? Or Friendly?

Mike is fearful of the animatronics. I mean, can you blame him? They're huge! But Abby appears to gain their trust really quickly. Who are these ghost kids hidden in the animatronics? And why do they want to play with him so badly?

Thus begins the first of many FNAF Movie fanfics. I had started this fanfic before watching the movie. Then, when I watched the movie, I went home and tweaked it before finishing off the rest of the story. Naturally, this fanfic is going to contain spoilers. But despite that, I hope you like it!

Mike stared at the huge bear animatronic that was walking closer to him. He had picked up a chair in an attempt to hit the bear animatronic…or at the very least, keep some space between them…He desperately didn’t want to die by the animatronics tonight. All he wanted was to finish this shift and get the heck out of there. 

��Mike!” He heard, running from the animatronics up to her brother. “They wouldn’t stop tickling me. I thought I was gonna die!” Abby explained. 

Mike was too busy staring at the orange-coloured eyes of the bear animatronic. It was not only huge, but the thing was growling at him suspiciously. He was too busy focusing on that, to realize Abby’s choice of words at first. 

“Freddy…this is my brother, Mike.” Abby told the bear. 

The bear looked Mike up and down, still suspicious of the adult in front of it. Mike didn’t know what to say…or even what to do. The only thing keeping him safe was the wooden chair in his hands. According to Abby, these huge machines weren’t really hurting her…well, not technically. They were tickling her, but not really causing any other harm to her. But he didn’t care if they were harmless right now…the animatronics were still hella terrifying…

Freddy’s eyebrows dropped their ferocious scowl and raised into a more ‘happy’ facial expression. Mike was a little taken aback by this. Was Freddy…not angry at him anymore? Then, the bunny animatronic started making its way up to Mike next. Still scared of the other animatronics, Mike quickly aimed the chair towards the bunny, making sure to keep some distance between them. “Stay there.” He warned. “Abby, get behind me.” he attempted to order.

Abby looked at her brother with worry. “They’re not gonna hurt you. You’re with me.” She told him. 

Mike was still unsure though. He'd rather risk losing their trust and keep the chair up, than lower the chair and let his guard down. As much as he trusted his sister…he was too scared to do anything that risked getting him killed. But…if he’s with Abby…and Abby gained the trust of the animatronics…then maybe…

“This is Freddy, Bonnie, Foxy and Chica.” Abby told him, pointing to every animatronic as she said the names.

He started to lower the chair. The chicken and the fox animatronics made their way closer to Mike as well, soon surrounding Mike in somewhat of a rough circle. Mike looked a little more nervous now…cause it seemed that no matter where he looked, an animatronic would be staring right at him. Though Freddy and Bonnie’s eyebrows had calmed down and showed its trust, the others hadn’t yet. They still looked as suspicious as ever.

But right as Mike felt like he finally had some control and comfort…he felt a single poke to his side. 

“-?!” Mike jumped, barely making a sound as he contorted his body to look at the animatronic that had poked him. “Who did that?!” He asked, staring at both the chicken and the fox. 

Abby giggled. “Chica did!” She told him. 

“W-which one? The…yellow one?” Mike asked. 

“Yup! Chica, as in chicken.” Abby replied. 

Though he would never admit it, Abby’s wordplay…was actually a good strategy to help him remember the name. 

“W-what…” Mike attempted to ask Chica as it got slightly closer. “What are you…” 

Another poke hit him right in the ribs, surprising Mike enough to let out something. “aAh-?!” His voice wobbled, a strained, tiny smile appearing on his face for only a moment. “No.” Mike warned the fox, who was staring at Mike and holding its index finger up in frozen shock. 

Abby smirked. “Uh oh~” she teased. 

“Abby, no.” Mike warned his sister. 

“It’s too late~” Abby teased evilly, letting out a giggle.

“Abby- GaAha-!” He jumped again, curling in a little bit and temporarily losing his footing. 

“Go for the ribs and armpits!” Abby declared. 

Mike looked over at Abby with panic and betrayal. “ABBY!” He reacted. 

“His feet are ticklish too! Hehehe!” Abby giggled. 

Mike shot Abby a fearful glare. “Shut it!” He ordered. Then he looked at the animatronics, which were all staring at Mike just inches away from him. “Sh-she’s lying!” He told them desperately, hoping and praying they don’t try anything. 

But this lie didn’t do anything…in fact, all it did was encourage Abby to run up and squeeze his sides! Mike gasped and hugged himself, curling up a bit and trying to keep his laughter in. “aAH- ST-Stop- stOP!” He ordered in desperation. Though they weren’t the most ticklish spot, they were still bad enough to render him somewhat helpless. 

“See?” Abby told the animatronics with a proud, shit-eating grin. 

The animatronics looked back and forth amongst each other, showing contentment in their robot faces. Mike didn’t know whether he wanted to strangle his sister, or run away. He loved his sister, but my god…the girl loved to test the waters and make him question it. And if this week wasn’t evidence enough of that…then I don’t know what was. 

On top of that, Mike could feel his knees beginning to buckle due to his sister’s tickles. He was curling into the sides and fighting every instinct to flee as he felt his legs weaken further and further. He knew he was going down slowly…but he was not going down without a vigorous fight. But his arms could only protect so much at once, especially when you’re trying to prove to the animatronics just how not ticklish he was. The truth was…Abby was right. He’s very ticklish, and wouldn’t be able to last much longer. 

The man wasn’t sure if he should continue to fight on, or just give up and laugh. 

…And then Abby pulled a brutal move on him…by squeezing his lower ribs. 

“aAAHA!” Mike dropped to his knees and hugged his ribs. “A-ABBYHYHY-!” Mike shouted, flopping onto his side and kicking his legs as Abby playfully dug further into his ribs. Mike had closed his eyes…which meant he couldn’t see the animatronics’ reactions and movements. Dammit, Abby! Why must she do this to him!? 

Mike’s panic only exacerbated the moment he felt a pair of large, metal, blue hands grab his waist and lift him up. Yes…I am not kidding. The animatronic lifted him up like a toddler, not even phased by the size and weight of this security guard. “AAH! NO! LET ME GO!” Mike shouted, now squirming and kicking his feet wildly. But to no one’s surprise, not even a body shift could compromise the animatronic’s undeniable strength. Whoever thought making scarily strong animatronics like this was a good idea…was unbelievably insane. 

“Wow! Bonnie’s really strong!” Abby reacted, somehow unphased by this huge feat. 

But Mike’s squirming halted for only a moment when he felt skitters and squeezes on his upper ribs. Mike gasped and started squirming for a completely different reason, as a wobbly, stupid little smile began to fill his lips. “Ohno- NONONO-!” Mike opened his eyes and screeched as he felt the fat skittering fingers of the bear animatronic, moving up and down his lower front ribs. Finally, Mike burst out in surprised laughter as he tried and failed to get out of their strong grip. “OHGOD NOHOHOHOhohooo! aaAAHAHAAA-!? NOHOHO! Thihis isn’t fahahairrr!” He laughed. 

Abby was giggling like mad, loving every second of this. “Hahaha! How’s it feel being tickled by robot tickle monsters?” Abby asked with a grin. 

“Thihihis ihis INSAHAHAHANE!” He hung his head and shook in Bonnie’s grasp. “C-Cohohome ohon-” He jumped and lost his composure yet again, when he felt the blue fingers going up his ribs slightly to the 4th or 5th rib. “NAHAHAHAhahahaha! W-WAHAIT- GAHAHAhahaha!” Mike yelled. 

Abby smiled brightly. “Go for the armpits! His armpits are bad too! They make him all squeaky!” Abby told Freddy. 

Mike groaned through his laughter. “Abs plehehease stohohohop!” He pleaded. “Yohohohou’re nohohot- NO!” Mike screeched and yelled as Bonnie scooted its hands slightly lower on his ribs, presumably so Freddy had more access to his underarms…

Why Abby keeps telling Freddy and the animatronics his ticklish secrets, he could not tell you. But man, he was tempted to tickle his sister to tears the moment he got free. 

“F-FREDDYWAIT-” Mike stared at the thick fingers that were subtly threatening to tickle his now-vulnerable armpits. When Freddy had placed the fingers mere millimeters away from his armpits, Mike knew he was doomed. But still…he tried one last attempt to ask for freedom. He gulped. “Uh….m-mercy?” He asked rather anxiously. 

Freddy’s ears wiggled slightly before the fingers finally touched down on his armpits. Just the touch down was ticklish enough! But when the fingers started MOVING?! HOLY CRAP, IT TICKLED LIKE MAD! Any amount of laughter that filled his lungs, came out in an uncharacteristic, high-pitched squeal. “aaaAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHO! NaAaAAH! NAHAHAHEHEHEHE!” Mike squeaked and squealed through his laughter. 

Abby just laughed as she watched. “Isn’t Mike’s laugh funny?” Abby asked. 

Freddy then stopped his tickle attack for a moment, to let the man breathe. Mike treated the break like a trophy, and happily took advantage. It was like he hadn’t taken a breath in years! The feeling of a simple breath made him overwhelmed with gratitude. He cleared his throat a little bit as he tried to pull himself together. 

Once Mike felt calm enough to properly think, he tried to get himself free from Bonnie’s grip. “Okay…You had your fun. Can you please let me go now?” Mike asked. 

Abby looked at the other animatronics and watched as they…almost conversed with each other. Mike watched them with both confusion, and fear in his eyes. He lowered himself slightly to talk to Abby. “What’s happening? What are they talking about?” Mike asked. 

She giggled. “They’re talking about what tickle spot to go for next.” She told him outright. 

Mike bit his lip. Oh no…Not good. 

Wait…How does she know?! Can she- Can she TALK TO THEM?! 

Mike widened his eyes and turned to Abby with fear visible in his eyes. “Can you tell them to stop?” Mike asked. 

Abby tilted her head. “Why? They just want to play.” She told him. 

“I…I don’t have time to play. I’m supposed to be working.” Mike told him. 

The animatronics stopped their ‘conversation’ and looked over at Mike and Abby. Mike tensed up slightly as he stared at the animatronic bear’s eyes again. Something about those eyes looked dead inside, yet…their eyes glowed in a human-kind of way that made a shiver move up his spine. It was nerve-wracking, and he wasn’t sure he liked it all that much.  

But Freddy looked over at Chica, and…started waving for Chica to come over. Mike widened his eyes and started squirming all over again. No no no, that chicken thing had better not be getting closer to him. Abby had gasped and covered her mouth, letting out an excited squeal. Oh no! What in the world were they planning that was so exciting to her?! 

“Abby?! What are they planning?!” Mike asked. 

Abby looked at Mike, and giggled menacingly. For the love of-WHY WON’T SHE TELL HIM?!

Mike looked at the chicken animatronic and prepared himself. “Chick-Chica NO.” Mike lifted his right foot up and started pushing against Chica’s middle chest. “Stay back. I’m warning you.” He ordered before pushing with his other foot as well, in an attempt to get the animatronic away from him. 

But to both Mike AND Abby’s surprise, Chica grabbed his ankles, and gave him a bit of a tug. And to Mike’s horror, Bonnie let go of him and let him fly upside down! “WhooOOHNO-” 

Abby gasped and held her stomach as she bursted out laughing. 

Mike felt his bangs fall above his head as he struggled to come to terms with being upside down. Great…Looks like the animatronics were just toying with him at this point. 

“Abs, please…” Mike said, looking at her upside down. “What are they doing?” He asked, confused and worried. But his attention switched over to the fiddling and adjusting he felt against his shoe. “What-” Mike muttered as he curled himself up, attempting to see how his feet were being toyed with. “Hey! Stop that!” He ordered. 

But Mike widened his eyes in horror the second he felt his shoe being slipped off his foot. SHIT! 

“OHNO-?!” Mike started to panic as he heard the shoe fall to the ground. “Abby help!” Mike yelled as he pulled on his ankles and struggled to get himself right side up. “ABBY!” Mike held his arms out desperately. 

Abby only giggled. “You are all gonna love this! His feet are so ticklish!” Abby told them excitedly. 

Mike groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. “Abbyyyy…” Mike groaned. 

“And don’t forget his piggies!” Abby teased. 

“Abby-” Mike was growing somewhat impatient with his sister by this point. 

“Though be careful with his toes. He might die if he’s tickled too much there.” She warned. 

Heh…‘Be careful’...Hearing that was funny enough in its own right. At least she has the right of mind to tell them to at least be careful…

His breath hitched the moment he felt a fat finger on the arch of his socked left foot. He squeezed his eyes shut and covered his mouth with his hands. NO. They are NOT getting away with tickling him again. Nuh uh, no way. They can fight with him all they want to, but they will NEVER get a laugh out of him! Not now, not ever again. 

Or so he thought…

Only one little flutter…right under his toes…was enough to make every bit of laughter burst out of him. The poor man threw his arms against his chest and leaned his head back slightly as every laugh he had bunched up in his lungs, had finally let themselves free. “GAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! Ohohokahay, okahahahayyyyy!” Mike yelled. 

“YAY!” Abby declared, laughing alongside him. 

Mike put his hands in praying position. “Yohohou got mehehehee! P-Plehehehease stohohop! Ihihihi’m lahahaughihihing ehenohohough!” He pleaded. 

“Okay, let’s stop.” Abby told Chica. 

Chica moved its fingers away, and looked at Abby for her next instruction. 

Abby waited a few seconds, while listening to his brother breathe somewhat heavily from exhaustion. “You okay?” Abby asked. 

Mike huffed and puffed a few more times. “Ihihi…Ihi’m okay…I’m good.” 

“Do you need a break?” Abby asked. 

“Thahat…would be nihice.” Mike admitted. 

“Okay.” Abby replied. “How about…in a few more minutes?” Abby asked, looking at the animatronics. Mike nodded his head. A break sounded amazing right about now. Especially if…wait, did she say ‘in a few minutes’? 

“Okay go!” Abby suddenly told Chica. 

Mike’s eyes grew to the size of saucers. “Wait WHA-” 

Mike shrieked as the fat fingers started tickling him all over again. He couldn’t even hold in his laughter this time, instead just letting it fall out of him. “BAAAHAHAHAhahAHAhahaha!” Mike cackled, shocked by the sudden tickles against the ball of his foot. When he finished his fit, Mike took in a breath and squealed in a rather high-pitched voice before falling into another fit of cackles. “Plehehehehehease! HAHahahaha! Ihihit’s toohoohoohoo ticklihihish!” He told Abby. 

“So ticklish you can’t remember your right from left?” 

“HEHEhehehehe- Yehehehehesss!” He replied. 

Abby walked closer to Mike and started poking and tickling his sides. “How about now?” 

Mike jumped and grunted, grasping at his sister’s hands, laughing slightly harder. This is the most Abby has touched him, let alone tickled him, in quite a long time. And though he was technically in a very vulnerable position right now, there were much worse scenarios to be stuck in. 

“Alright. Let’s stop for real this time.” Abby told Chica. 

Chica stopped its fingers. 

“Can you flip him the right way, Chica?” Abby asked. 

Chica lowered its body down and placed its hands under Mike to help pick him up. “ooOKAY…” Mike felt as Chica grabbed under his arms and nodded to Bonnie. With that nod, Bonnie let go of Mike’s feet and let them drop. “Okay- OW.” He yelped as his foot inevitably hit Bonnie’s leg. “Ohokay.” He muttered. Chica lowered Mike down till his feet were touching the ground. “Thank you…” He huffed and attempted to pull himself together. “Not…sure how I feel about you being able to lift me so easily…” Mike admitted. Chica removed his fingers, accidentally tickling his armpit one more time. This made Mike jump snicker one last time. 

Abby shrugged her shoulders and smiled. “That wasn’t too bad, was it?” Abby asked. 

Mike turned to his sister…and slowly gave her a devious smile. “Get over here, you ticklish tattle-tale!” He declared, picking her up and skittering his fingers all over her ribs and belly. “Tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-tickle~!” He teased, using toddler-like teases so he could further torment her. 

“MIHIHIKE- HAHAhahahaha! NAHAHA- SOHOHORRYYYY!” She shouted. 

“Sorry’s not gonna cut it, Abs.” He teased. “You understood exactly what they were doing, and didn’t bother to tell me all of it.” He moved his fingers to her belly button, earning him a high-pitched squeal. “AND you couldn’t keep your mouth shut about how ticklish I am!” He added. “You’re a little menace who deserves to laugh just as much as I did.” He told her. 

“NAAAAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOT MY BEHEHELLY BUTTOHOHOHON!” She pleaded. 

“What belly button?” He asked innocently. “I didn’t know you had a belly button! Let me see!” Mike picked her up bridal style and blew a raspberry onto her belly button. 

Abby squealed and screamed with laughter as the raspberry filled her belly, before stopping. He lowered her sister down, and continued to hold her bridal style. Abby was still a bit of a giggly mess despite not being tickled for nearly as long. He put her down onto her feet. “There. Should we make it a tie?” He asked, holding his hand up. 

Abby nodded her head and gave him a high five. With that set in motion, Mike started to collect his stuff and take Abby out to the car. Funnily enough, the animatronics had tickled him up until his shift had ended. 

And by the time Mike had pulled into the driveway, Abby was sound asleep against the car door with a mauve blanket being used as a pillow. 

[thriftedtchotchkes]

piece of me

pairing: younger!mike schmidt & baby!abby schmidt

summary: at 22 years old, mike is given custody of his infant sister after the loss of their parents. though he might not ever truly feel worthy of her, there's one thing he'll always be certain of—they belong together.

warnings: pre-fnaf movie au, inspired by the official movie novel, loss of parents, mentions of depression and anxiety, childhood trauma

word count: <1k

Mike never asked for this.

As his tiny sister reaches for him from her playpen, his first instinct is to wait for their mom to pick her up and give her the attention she needs. But their mom isn't here anymore. Neither is their dad.

It's just Mike and Abby now, and he has no idea what to do in a situation like this. The longer she makes grabby hands in his direction, the more upset she gets, but he feels like he can't move. He's frozen, riddled with guilt because he already knows he can't help her.

Mike isn't equipped for this. He's not ready for this.

Kids were never on the agenda, if there was ever an agenda to begin with. The horrible truth is that he can't be trusted with that kind of responsibility. He already proved that a long time ago. With Garret.

The thought alone is so painful, he pushes it to the back of his mind to preserve his own sanity. Right now, it's just another reminder of how much of a fuck-up he is. A failure of a big brother, destined to destroy yet another little life. And this time has the potential to be so much worse.

Abby's barely 11 months old, which means he actually has to raise her. Between long shifts at a dead-end job, he'll have to teach her how to walk and talk and read. Buy her diapers, her toys and clothes, her formula. She's not even old enough for solid food, for fuck's sake.

She needs her mom. Instead, she's stuck with him—her shitty older brother who's still glued to the couch, incompetent as ever. She's not crying at least, so it's not an emergency—yet. But her little button nose is starting to scrunch up, and that's never a good sign.

Another moment passes as they continue to watch each other, stuck at an impasse only Mike has the power to end, if only he could just fucking move. But before he can convince his limbs to cooperate, Abby's hands drop to the wooden slats of her pen like she's finally given up. Her bottom lip wobbles dangerously, and his chest seizes in panic.

Okay, now it's an emergency. Now, he has to do something. Tears well up in her eyes, and she hiccups around what he assumes is the first of many sobs to come. What is he supposed to do? How does he stop this? When no solution comes, he feels his palpitating heart break—for both of them.

Because Mike is lying to himself.

Deep down, he knows what she wants, but he's too scared of the consequences of giving in. Just pick her up. Just hold her. But he can't. He doesn't want her to get attached. It'll only make it that much harder when he inevitably lets her down and they take her away from him. Maybe they should. What kind of monster refuses to comfort a crying child?

From the outside looking in, he's sure his actions—or lack thereof—seem cruel. They'd never know his throat is starting to constrict or that his head is filled with so much white noise, it's impeding his capacity for logical thought, or any thought at all. He wishes he was a more capable man. A better man. But he's broken. From the outside or not, anyone can see that.

Except for Abby. What must she see when she looks at him? Babies, especially ones as perceptive as her, are supposed to be able to sense tumultuous emotions, so why doesn't that explain the way she's looking at him right now? Like he's familiar, like she knows he's family. Like he's her world.

Their eyes lock, and suddenly it's like he's looking in a mirror. The same brown irises and dark, curly hair. Their father's nose and their mother's smile. If he wanted to, he could see that smile again. It's been a long time since it graced his own face, but if he just picked her up. If he just held her.

An unexpected wave of clarity washes over him. This responsibility wasn't forced on him. He chose this, to care for her and provide her with a happier life than she would've had with their cold, money-hungry aunt.

He chose to raise her because regardless of how ill-equipped he is to be a parent, she deserves to be loved, and he will always be able to give her that. And when she reaches out her tiny hand again with hope in her tear-filled, brown eyes, he realizes she's choosing him, too.

Mike never asked for this. But as he lifts Abby into his arms and cradles her against his chest, he knows in his heart that this is where she's meant to be.

thanks for reading!

divider by @saradika-graphics

[strandedcrow]

hi friend you're a video essay enjoyer i believe do you have any recommendations people and or videos? need somethin interestin to listen to while tryin to draw

HELLO FRIEND ok so skipping over the obvious popular ones (victorious, roblox oof, defunctland in general, my house.wad, etc) some of my favorites are:

The Downward Spiral of Watching Velma: one that i only found recently, a lengthy deep dive into the shitty hbo velma show so that u don’t have to watch it

How SunnyV2 Ruined Video Essays: also one i found recently, a shorter one which provides a meta analysis of video essays on youtube, also got me back into video essays tbh

How Sponegbob Explored Existential Nihilism: VERY short one (under 10 minutes) but actually neat

I Found Every OSHA Violation in FNAF Security Breach: there are so fucking many

The Biggest Cheater in Clone Hero History Was Finally Caught: honestly it’s been a rocky past couple weeks for the CH community bc just recently Multiple big name players have admitted to cheating so like calling this person the biggest cheater might not even be accurate anymore but like. still a rlly good watch

Bojack Horseman Full Series Retrospective: if you want lengthy here it is (almost 6 hour analysis of every season)

Disney Trash Can Tier List: not rlly a video essay at all however it’s such a random tier list to make and it’s delightful

Dream (Market) - The Infiltration of the Dark Net: literally an insane fucking story one of my absolute favorite barely sociable videos bc the whole story is just so fucking wild

The Dark Side of the Silk Road: one of my other favorites from barely sociable

Explaining: This House Has People In It: one of my favorite youtubers providing a complete analysis of my favorite arg/analog horror project HIGHLY recommend this one btw

DHMIS Explained: another from the same youtuber, but this time with defunctland style production (before defunctland started having these vibes. honestly maybe a little the other way around given this is 6 years old)

Fear of the Deep: nexpo is the third of my horror/unsettling internet history trifecta that i watch in this list (barely sociable, night mind, and nexpo my beloveds), this one was made just before oceangate, but talks about a few different projects that focus on. ig a fear of the deep really

[or13m]

Feline Feelings, a FNaF story chapter 015

You were pretty sure you were losing your mind.

It had been two days—two long, painfully awkward days—since you’d discovered that the two kittens you’d spent weeks showering in kisses and cuddles had actually been the daycare attendants all along. Now, every interaction felt stiff and uncomfortable, layered in an embarrassment you could barely hide. It didn’t help that Sun would stumble through every conversation as panic flickered in his white optics whenever you caught his gaze.

Somehow, despite everything, Moon remained infuriatingly smug. He glided around the daycare with a confidence that was both insufferable and endearing, constantly teasing both you and Sunny whenever he got the chance.

Until today.

Today, the lunar animatronic finally experienced his own version of emotional devastation. Even though you hadn’t realized it at first.

You’d just finished reorganizing the art supplies, carefully sorting colored pencils into the labeled containers, when you heard someone clear their throat behind you. Turning at the soft, nervous sound, you found an employee you’d only ever interacted with briefly during clock-ins and breaks in the employee lounge.

“Oh,” you breathed, surprised with his appearance in the daycare. You were pretty sure that he worked in the arcade. “Ethan? What’s up?”

“H—Hey, Y/N,” he stammered with a furious blush, eyes darting between your face and the colorful play mats on the floor. “I, um—I wanted to ask you something. If that’s okay?”

Tilting your head curiously at his nervous shifting, you got to your feet with what you hoped was a comforting smile. “Sure. Go ahead.”

Across the daycare, Moon’s scarlet gaze immediately narrowed into suspicious slits. Unbeknownst to you, his entire frame stiffened before silently creeping closer to observe the conversation with laser-focused intensity.

Ethan’s blush deepened, but he took a shaky breath and finally blurted out, “I wanted to know if maybe you’d like to…go out with me sometime? Like, on a date?”

You froze, eyes wide. You could feel your heart fluttering beneath your ribs—not because of Ethan’s question—but because your first thought was of Sun and Moon. Their faces flashed into your mind and you couldn’t help what you said next despite the uncertainty coloring your words.

“O—oh,” you mumbled, your own cheeks beginning to burn. “Ethan, that’s really sweet, and you’re wonderful, really, but I—” You swallowed your nerves as you struggled to find the right words. “I’m kind of…seeing someone?” ‘I think,’ you added silently, mind filled with red and white eyes and gleaming metal.

Moon, previously tense, felt something twist within his core. The smug confidence he always carried faltered. Seeing someone? Had you actually meant them?

Your coworker’s smile became sheepish, embarrassment softening into understanding. “Ah, sorry, I didn’t know. Thanks for being nice about it, though.” He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Guess I waited too long, huh?”

“You didn’t know, it’s okay,” you reassured with a smile, relieved that he didn’t push it. “But thank you for asking me.”

He gave an awkward wave before slipping away. Pink still clung to his cheeks when he left the daycare but his expression was as warm and kind as ever.

As soon as he left, your eyes drifted upward automatically only to meet Moon’s narrowed and unreadable gaze. As silently as ever, he’d moved to stand directly behind you, towering over your smaller form. You were so used to his ability to sneak up on you that you barely flinched anymore. His arms were crossed tightly across his chestplate and the red lights that made up his pupils glowed with a dimmer intensity than you were used to seeing.

“Moon?” you asked quietly, concerned. “You okay?”

“Perfectly fine,” he answered, voice colder than usual. He turned sharply away from you, clearly sulking. You doubted that he’d ever admit it though, even under threat of permanent deactivation.

A worried frown slipped onto your face as you took a step closer. Placing a comforting hand on his arm, you pressed further. “Moon, seriously, what’s wrong?”

He paused before responding—an uncharacteristic hesitation that you picked up on immediately. When he did speak again, his voice held a note of irritation and, beneath that, vulnerability. “I didn’t like him asking you.”

Your eyes widened at the admission, heart jumping in your chest. “Wait…are you…jealous?”

“No,” came the naptime attendant’s childish growl. It slipped out before he could stop it, eyes flashing briefly in denial.

“Uh-huh…” you bit back a smile, not believing him for a second. Despite your playful tone, feelings were building up fast behind your carefully-constructed walls.

With an agitated static-laced grumble, he snapped his head away to glare at a random Monty plush on the floor. “Maybe. Slightly.”

Your stomach flipped. Realization finally dawned—terrifyingly-clear and dangerously-overwhelming—causing a searing heat to rise to your face. Moon was actually upset—jealous—because he genuinely felt something for you. Not just playful teasing or a strange possessiveness, but something deeper. Something real.

And, you finally understood, you felt it too…

“Oh, god,” you whispered, taking a step back as panic suddenly flashed—white-hot and stinging in its clarity. “Oh, no”.

Moon tilted his head, confused by your reaction. “Y/N?”

“I—I think I have to go,” you scrambled for an excuse, heart hammering beneath your colorful nametag. “I just remembered—something—I need to check something—”

Without another word, you turned and practically fled, leaving Moon staring after you with a bewildered expression on his faceplate.

Nearby, Sun approached, cautious and confused. “Moon?” he asked, voice soft and optics flickering after your rapidly-retreating form. “What just happened?”

With an irritated rumble, Moon flashed a look at his golden twin. “Apparently, Sunshine, I have feelings.”

Sun’s optics flickered in a combination of amused sympathy and understanding. “Oh. I’m sorry.”

“So am I,” Moon sighed, slumping to the padded floor in melodramatic despair.

“Welcome to the club!” Sun giggled with a pat to his counterpart’s nightcap.

[alexandraisyes]

Bloodmoon and Lunar have been arrested at least once when their date got out of hand. This doesn't count the other times they manage to avoid capture.

Eclipse refuses to go on double dates with Bloodmoon and Lunar anymore since Sun will pay more attention to keeping them out of trouble than him. (the best part of the double date was when Bloodmoon and Lunar had a sugar crash and were sleeping in the backseat of the car so Eclipse could actually have Sun to himself for more than five minutes)

They've been arrested a few times for several different reasons. Moon or Flare have to come bail them out, and depending on the severity of the crime sometimes Lunar even calls Monty to avoid a scolding from the other two (who find out anyways).

They tried once and it almost ended in a massacre that Sun barely managed to prevent. They're now banned from that diner.

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[miiilowo]

fnaf fans who want to fuck burntrap are the most brave . the most bold. the most genuine old man enjoyers of the lot. hes like 100 something. he barely even has organs anymore. hes disgusting. hes all teeth no lips. and yet you persevere

[noivoom]

I'm normally one to not worry so much about the quality of writing with these shows because to me they've always just been "the dumbass fnaf rp /aff". But. What the hell is this character assasination.

The fuck do you mean Moon suddenly doesn't care anymore. The fuck do you mean he's okay with killing Earth.

Really?? After EVERYTHING. Everything he's done to keep his family safe and make them happy. All the character development he's gone through. All his struggles with trying to prove he's better than the old him.

He's just suddenly.

A cold-hearted villain. That's it.

I'd actually be on board with this if it weren't for the way they're seemingly doing everything in their power to just turn Moon into an irredeemable asshole- There were some really interesting lines in "Moon KILLS EVERYONE" that make so much sense, like when Moon mentioned everyone getting in his way to stop him from doing things when he just wanted to do something, and now he's decided "fine, I'll BE selfish then for once" for example. I really like that as a motivation, but why would he just stop caring for his family?? I would've been on board if it was something like how I thought it was going originally, that he's convinced this is the only way to bring Solar back, if he can just do this then everything will be okay again. He knows this is bad but it's the only way, right? He doesn't want to do this, doesn't want to hurt his family and tear his relationship with them apart, but it'll all be worth it. Maybe this is selfish, but he needs to do it. Maybe they won't forgive him, maybe Solar will hate him too, but at least he'll be alive, right? So long as they're all alive and well, he can live with that. And then the others are fighting back because they don't want Moon to go down this path, they don't want to lose him, too. We can find another way, please just stop.

As it stands it just kinda feels like they're forcing things in a specific direction in order to justify whatever resolution they have planned, which at this stage seems to be bringing the Old Moon back. And honestly, bringing back the Old Moon is a fascinating concept to me, it would be so interesting to see how that would go- how would he react to everything that's happened in the time he missed, how would he interact with Sun, how would Sun interact with him now that he's started coming to terms with how toxic their relationship had been. But at the expense of whatever the hell they're doing to the New Moon? Not worth it to me.

I also have a lot of feelings about the way Earth just COMPLETELY decided "oh okay screw you then" with barely a hint of actively wanting her brother back- like come on you're telling me that when the Creator betrayed her she struggles to come to terms with it for weeks, but with Moon she gives up just like that??? But I. Honestly barely even have the energy anymore.

Why. Just why.

[foogadooga]

Rant about SaMS

TW: mentioned sexual harassment, referenced pedophilia/grooming

I’m so glad that old moon talked about the time when foxy harassed him. Yeah, I know the current foxy is a whole different character, but I feel like the show didn’t really talk about it.

If your confused, I’m referring to the episode where foxy made a bunch of borderline sexual comments about moon and tried to get him to go on a date with him, refusing to except no when moon very firmly said he’s not Interested.

The reason why I’m glad we’re talking about this now is for there reasons, one, maybe the show won’t be referred to as a kids show anymore, two, other characters who have dealt with similar things too might have some light shined on them too, three, I feel like no one really noticed that this happened And it honestly was really disturbing. Plus, it might help with the whole “people shipping old moon despite him being aroace” Situation. Particularly with foxy? I’ve seen some stuff shipping foxy and moon. granted it might be nexus/new moon

This show has struggled with being considered and “kids show” for so long at this point. And I do understand why, a lot of sun and moon fnaf fans are younger, plus the show started off with some more kid friendly episodes before adding eclipse and things got dark after that. But this show contains a lot of dark themes, Id prefer if my future didn’t didn’t watch until they got older (at least 13)

The “other characters” I’m referring to is bloodmoon. You will not change my mind that ruin harassed bloodmoon. He made bloodmoon to hurt people, while having a thing for getting hurt. He set bloodmoon up so that bloodmoon would be angry enough to lash out if given the chance, and told bloodmoon he could shock him, and proceeded to get *very* into it if you know what I mean. Some people might agrue that bloodmoon was in control and knew what was happening, but that’s not fully true. Bloodmoon had no idea ruin was into it, and was being manipulated, and seemed genuinely confused and disturbed when ruin liked the shocks.

On top of that, I’d like to bring up something killcode said back when he was considered bloodmoons fathers. In an episode, when talking to eclipse, he said something along the lines of “now allow me to speak with your *child* sibling” that being bloodmoon. Some people said that killcode was calling bloodmoo a child like he does eclipse, just in a fatherly way, but if that was the case, wouldn’t he say something like “allow me to speak with my other child”? That would make more sense. Meaning that bloodmoon is a child. At least compared to eclipse. Now maybe ruin made bloodmoon older when remaking him? But even then, that would still be very creepy- also baring in mind ruin and bloodmoon considered each other siblings.

[kamatronic]

Is it wrong for me to like, dislike FNaF more and more for what it has done to the interest in animatronics?

While I won't deny that it has undoubtedly gotten a ton of people interested in them, I also feel that it has had the opposite effect to where people almost exclusively associate animatronics with Five Nights at Freddy's. While a lot of it is just children having their fun, I think the IP itself has done nothing but underutilize and not really explain what animatronics actually do and how they function. Virtually every mech (referred to as an "endoskeleton") in FNaF is an identical humanoid shape with no special feature or function that you'd often see as the particular focus point of a character. Now I understand that this is partially the fault of Scott using the relatively uniform one stage Chuck E band as a base, it continues to perplex me how the series is dipping its toes into the 70's and there's still not a sign of more simplified or specialized mechs. Imagine the horror that could come from an animatronic bound to a specific purpose such as drumming or playing a guitar, or a portrait-like character dragging themselves towards you? The new game is set in a factory and I genuinely could not tell you if there's any inspiration taken from the famous Creative Engineering warehouse or not. There's also no real character to a lot of the FNaF cast, let alone any banter between them. The animatronics in the ENTIRE series interact once, and it's Roxanne yelling at Freddy to get out of her room, with Freddy's half of the exchange being cut... yeah. The closest thing we've gotten to a showtape is also from Security Breach, which is again absent any voice acting and was also outsourced to a likely underpaid VFX studio... great. You have so many unique personalities, so many angles you could approach to an animatronic character, and the current main antagonist of the series is a mech with zero personality. It's a bummer, right? And now you have the FNaF books, whom half of which barely even feature characters resembling real animatronics anymore, they just throw whatever in because it'll sell no matter what. As someone who grew up going to Chuck E Cheese back when they had animatronics as well as seeing constantly in my life through other means before FNaF, it's really disappointing that the IP wears them like a skinsuit and does virtually nothing with them that real animatronics do. The characters don't interact, they don't sing any songs, and now it seems more and more like the series wants to advance on from them altogether. There seriously needs to be another piece of animatronic media that rescues them from the endless gray sludge of mediocrity that is Five Night's at Freddy's.