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yourleftpinkytoe-blog · 5 months

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Aftg x FNAF fic idea.

BACKGROUND

February, 1997- drake spear is (dishonorably) discharged from the marines.

the spear family decides to purchase a local pizza place (the upper middle class family thought it would be a good environment to raise foster kids also it’s a place where Richard can put his robotic prowess to use)

they have had two (foster kids) so far and for some reason none of them stick.

June, 1997- drake moves out of his parents house.

July, 1997- the business takes off under the spears management.

Children love the robots.

October, 1997- a child goes missing at the restaurant.

The police questioned the owners but determined none had anything to do with it.

They were wrong.

March, 1998- 12 year old Andrew Doe was placed in the care of the spears.

Two months later he meets drake (he was busy with the investigation and didn’t want to risk getting caught)

Andrew got quiet after that. (more so than usual)

The next two years are basically the same as canon for Andrew except the existence of Freddy Fazbears.

June, 2000- four children go missing at the pizzeria.

Drake tries to make Andrew watch the last one.

Andrew fights back(for the first time)

He couldn’t care less about himself but he draws the line at watching drake hurt other kids.

June, 2000- the Andrew Doe became the fifth victim of the 2000 missing children’s incident.

None of the children’s bodies are found.

Backtrack to two years earlier.

The business is loosing patronage because of the first murder.

Nathan Wesninskie, mob boss and serial killer, Nathan sees the goings down and decides to invest in the company to keep it going.

{Idk his reasoning but bare with me here}

Back in July, 2000- Nathan sends Lola and the newly caught Alex Nathaniel to clean up drakes mess.

Dead kids is not something Nathan wants to publicly be associated with.

Nathaniel tries to run.

Andrew gains a friend.

They are two enraged and vengeful souls stuck in the same vessel.(golden Freddy)

The actual story

Aarons pov. October 2000

He’s alone.

His mom is distant and neglectful.

But she’s never hurt him.(in canon she doesn’t start hurting him till after he contacts Andrew)

She’s high a lot.

She had a date with some guy and she lets him come with her. It’s at an exy game.

He likes exy.

This stranger keeps calling him Andrew and asking where he’s been.

He’s a police officer .

He has had a twin.

He steals his mom’s pills to ease the ache of what could have been.

He hates his mom for giving Andrew away. He hates the spears for letting Andrew out of their sight, he hates Officer Huggins for telling him about Andrew, most of all he hates himself for not being able to do anything to help Andrew.

His mom takes one too many pills when he’s 16, he doesn’t cry at her funeral.

He’s lucky Nicky cares.

They greave the “what if” together.

He’s 20, with a scholarship at palmetto university. He plays exy with Nicky.

He likes exy

He wonders if Andrew would have liked exy.

He’s been sober for years.

He and Matt really helped each other with their sobriety.

Kate also helps.

Every year on the date of his brothers disappearance he goes to the memorial. (There are no grave for a missing nobody, a Doe)

The spears knew but they didn’t want to think about it.

If they pretend Andrew never existed, then it never really happened, right.

Someone else is at the memorial.

Hes never really believed the spears were entirely innocent

the lady tells him about Freddy fazbears

She looks like a broken woman

(She lost her son)

Something doesn’t feel right

Over summer break he gets a job as a nighttime security guard.

His family comes with him for moral support (the foxes)

He is going to find out what happened to his brother.

And Andrew is going to fucking kill anyone who tries to hurt him or any of the other children.

(In his eyes anyone who is there at night is a threat)

Nothing good had ever happened when someone comes near him at night.

Then stuff happens and Aaron eventually finds out what happened to Andrew and he kills drake. In the end Andrew, Neil and the other kids are set free.

The sub plot would involve Andrew and Neil slowly growing to trust each other and the other dead kids forming a bond that starts to heal their mental wounds. Kinda their both still angry and vengeful ghosts who’s only purpose (in their minds) is to protect the other kids)

Andrew died fighting for them and that followed him into death and Neil ran when he saw Andrew’s corpse and although he ran for himself after death he feels unexplainably protective over Andrew.

NOT A ROMANTIC STORY FOR NEIL AND ANDREW. THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS PLATONIC BECAUSE THEY ARE FOURTEEN AND THIRTEEN AND DEAD. (They don’t need romance they need some who will stand unwavering at their side)

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alwaysshallow · 9 months

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— coffee at midnight, part 3

John "Soap" MacTavish x f!reader

Sometimes things are just too rough. He's here to make everything easier. (3,9 k)

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Having something stable in your life was rare – you learned that at very young age, when you were tossed from one family to another. Trying so desperately to find a right home, to fit somewhere because after five foster families, you had your hope low.

Well, at least that was until a sweet couple of two women started to be interested in adopting you. First, you were hesitant. Like, no one could blame you, right? The amount of families that you've talked with and nothing came out of it, it was pretty sad for a child to be fooled like that. Yet, when everything was finalized, and Kate presented you the room with full pride, walls painted on your favorite color (she asked!) you cried.

Genuinely cried because you never thought you'd find a family like that. Two moms, who loved every version of you, wanted the best for you. Adopted by the best people in the world, eleven year old, you were on the cloud nine.

You finally had your people.

That "stable" thing also applied to relationships of every sort – friendships, boyfriends you had. Hell, boyfriend-girlfriends type of status scared the shit out of you, considering how many times you ended up crying over something, someone. If you would think about it, nothing really survived through time – maybe that's why you build a wall between you and everyone. Except your moms.

And, except Addison. She was your dearest best friend from high school days and you could trust her with everything at this point. The amount of times she was by your side in your darkest moments or saddest, like when Jake dumped you for some blond chick from cheerleader squad. You remembered vividly how she encouraged you to throw eggs at his car.

The two of you were the equivalent of all these memes about best friends. Dumb ones; the ones where you knew so many shit about each other, so if your friendship somehow would end, you'd have to kill the other person. What was more funny, it was literally like that, even if you were in military and automatically had less time.

When you were on leave? Hell, you reserved at least two days straight just for her, to tell all the tea (the tea wasn't classified at least) or to listen to it. You loved her too much.

Those walls were up until Task Force 141 came in – and specifically that one goddamn person, but you didn't need to bring him up in your mind to know that. Even if it was military thingy, you were like a found family, which was ironic, considering you thought it's gonna be 'job only' relationships.

Yet, that found family bond was so strong that when you were on leave, it was impossible not to contact each other. Not only groupchats were alive (on every platform possible), but also you met with them if there was a slight chance for that. Most of you were going home, and almost everyone before taking that "vacation" wanted to meet again. In normal circumstances, without that big "we're military" thing, so you had a few bars to swing in.

Where no one knew who the hell the six of you were, where you played pool with strangers, being experienced after late night sessions in military. Or, darts, where you once lost and almost scratched guy's eyes out when he bragged about it, and you were completely done since you loved darts.

Well, that was where boys came to conclusion that they won't even try to participate in Monopoly with you, or Ludo. Just because you were "violent" or something like this; you didn't pay attention to that because you had a plan to convince them anyway. They would always fold, especially when some money was on the table to win.

All in all, you loved them, honestly. Their humor, even if you rolled your eyes multiple times, being the only woman, except the moments when Farah or Kate helped you in field. Hell, they were irritating on purpose, only to get a reaction out of you, especially with jokes about women. But, they slowly learned that they could have other things to joke about.

Yet, they were still respectful, even if they were men.

You also loved the way you could count of them. Every situation, every little bump on the road, they were here. Maybe it was shared experience, but you knew it was not only that – empathy counted in this one too, as well as care.

Because here, everyone cared. Even on leave, maybe especially then since inner demons never slept. It wasn't something you all talked about openly, but one glance at someone could be enough to tell if someone was bothered.

Either by the past, the present, or the future. Soldiers had way too many things on their minds on all times, buried deep, so it wouldn't be a problem on the field, when they needed to focus. There were more important things, like killing the enemy, getting intel, protecting the civilians. No time for being emotional, no?

Everyone knew that eventually, it will spill all over.

And when it would, it was sure as hell it's not gonna be pretty.

Probably your moment came right after getting back to base. One day, Price told you – one day to "reset", and the next day, 2 P.M. sharp, all of the team was needed to be back in the field. You wish he wouldn't say that; you needed anything but to rest. Not after a bad day. Not after failing one part of the mission. Not after your uniform was covered in so much dirt and blood you couldn't even see your face properly or hands.

You looked nothing like your previous version, not to mention the mimics and the blank stare in the mirror. Trying to ignore it? Impossible, especially when your hands shook, as you tried to take off your clothes and wash yourself in shared bathrooms. You knew that no one will bother you at almost midnight, they were probably asleep, or playing poker.

With a sigh, you adjusted the water to your liking; it was warm, but not too warm, just perfect for a quick shower. Or, you thought it was gonna be a quick one – you needed a one scrub of your body, and one look at blood coming down the drain, to sit on the floor of the cabine. Unable to make another move, because for the first time in the while, you couldn't even wash properly.

"For fuck's sake" you cursed under your breath, mad at yourself; you were a soldier. You should be able to get yourself clean, to not make a big of the deal of something that happened many times your career.

You saw those situations multiple times, and right back then, under the shower, you were like a broken piece. Broken piece, who suddenly had all of images right in front of her eyes. Images of blood, dirt, broken bones, dead bodies. Voices in your head, people screaming, trying to get you to help them, but you couldn't do shit without orders.

With a loud sigh, you bent your legs, pulling them closer to you, your forehead pressed to knees. Involuntary tears streamed down your face. It was hard not to cry every once in a while to wind off, to let all out of the emotions go away, before they will buckle up once again. Hard was scrubbing your body, while you thought the worst of yourself, but you had to brush everything off. No matter how long it would take, it was necessary.

It was aggravating how badly you wanted to close your eyes, but couldn't since too many images were playing in your head. That's why you were staring blankly at your dirty skin, trying to actually pull yourself together, to make yourself stand again, to scrub your body reminding you of everything. For the first time in a while, you felt like you're losing yourself again, like you don't know what to do, genuinely.

Am I too much? Am I a monster? Of course I am a monster. With a blood at my hands – you thought, clearing your throat, when it started burning. You felt like in any moment, you would burst out crying.

You punched the white tiles right in front of you out of frustration; it was supposed to help in a way, but it didn't, considering that your knuckles came out scratched. And, what's more to it, a little bloody.

That was also the moment when you realized Soap was looking at you, in shock – before, you didn't even notice his presence in community showers. He looked like he wanted to say something, but out of respect, he looked away for a moment, coughing awkwardly.

You couldn't care less at that moment in which state he sees you in.

"I just walked in. I'm... 'm not some kind of creep" he started, stumbling on his own words. He wasn't the best with them in moments like these, you knew that, but appreciated still. "Couldn't find ya, no one knew, and... I was lookin'..."

"I get it, okay" you sighed, clearing your throat.

Maybe you should care that he saw you practically naked – practically because curled like this, he couldn't see your intimate parts or anything, but you didn't. You just were... staring in the wall, again.

"What do you want? Something happened?" you finally looked at him, and he raised his eyebrow, confused that you're even saying something like this, implying that he wants something from you.

"What? No, everything's alright, I just... 'st saw your face when you got out of the jeep. And, there's something wrong with ya, lass, every time you don't say goodnight."

You raised an eyebrow too.

"Fuck. You know what I mean, hen. Don't act clueless."

Of course you knew.

"Yeah, I just..." you bit your cheek from inside.

It was a hard call for you – to share what was on your mind or not. Right, as best friends to the grave (that's what Soap called your relationship multiple times), in theory it was a must. In theory only though, because practice was... a little different.

A lot to take, that's for sure, and everyone had their own problems to deal with – you knew it too well – and as his best friend, you knew his shit that he had to live through. He had enough of his bullshit, to hear about yours, but it was clear that Soap MacTavish wasn't the one who gives up easily.

If anything, he could get more curious about the problem and be more nagging, trying to help because "that's what he does best". It wouldn't probably even be another talk, but small gestures, and as much as you loved these types of things, you wanted to forget what bothered you. So, the easiest way was just to tell him.

"I see their faces. Everyone. Everyone from today, but also from the past. That pregnant lady that I killed right before I met you" you eventually said; quietly, like it was something ignominious to even think of.

It was something ironic to think, considering that you always cared about mental health and told everyone around you how feelings matter, how they are validated to feel everything. Kate taught you that, making a strong point about it when you usually were very closed about telling her your difficulties. She wanted to make you feel heard if you'd be willing to share anything, even something so little, even if you thought it was stupid.

Yet, you still felt bad.

"Terrorist." he corrected you, keeping the low tone. It seemed like the most important thing to him – to correct you that was a terrorist first, pregnant lady second. "It was you or her."

"It's not important, Johnny. My point is, we fucked up. I fucked up, pretty badly. Not only blew our plan, but someone had to pay the price. And I fucking can't even look at myself!" you laughed, feeling bitter and even weaker than before.

It was a tragedy that he had to see you like this.

"I can't even fucking wash myself because I see all of this blood, shallow wounds, and I just..." you shook your head, trying not to break more.

Especially right in front of him, when he was looking at you with... pity?

When you covered eyes with your hand, trying to separate yourself from that feeling, you could hear his footsteps coming closer. Next thing he did was dropping to his knees, at least that what it sounded like, considering that your view wasn't on him.

"I have nightmares lately. Bad ones. And from that dehydration today, from having to see the executions for getting fucking intel... it's just becomes worse. And worse. And worse."

"It's your job. You're good at it. Your job." his voice is steady and quiet, such a contrast to yours; breaking, shaky.

"I'm fucking disgusting, that's what I am." it came out snarky, sudden. You know he doesn't deserve that; he meant the best for you, he always did. Putting you before him, which irritated the shit out of you.

Many times you thought he deserved a better friend.

"I'm supposed to kill bad guys and protect good ones, not to let kill good guys for an intel. It's another fuck up mission, it's getting to my head. If we're doing any good."

"We are doing good. I... I think."

Hearing those words was something like a breaking point for you; you looked at Soap kneeling beside you, the corner of lips twitching before you broke into uncontrollable laughter. It quickly became maniac, something that you had no control over, just to transform into involuntary crying because it was enough. He thought team was doing good?

Thought wasn't enough. You needed a proof, something visible, something on paper that not even everything, but most of your work is needed and does good. Words weren't enough, and his hesitance was just a nail to a coffin you already were in because you chose this work for a reason. Helping people, make them feel safe.

As you looked at Soap, his presence was just melting the walls you had – as always, next to him, you were unable to lie or pretend like with everyone else. You felt you could just throw everything out of your system without wondering if it's appropriate. And you were crying, and laughing, and just making yourself crazy in front of him, yet he wasn't saying anything about it.

You didn't know what was happening in this moment as you were shaking; you just registered that his hands are slowly coming to you, and before he could hug you or anything, you decided to push him away a bit.

"I'm a fucking mess, Johnny." you babbled, trying to get your voice steady again. "Go, I have to... shower. It's pathetic."

A beat of silence passed between you two, before Scot decided to come even closer, pushing you deeper into the cabin. From that moment, he was getting wet too from shower stream.

"Let me."

You blinked.

"What?" you raised an eyebrow, confused what he means by "let me." Let him what? Let him tell you another story how you are brave for the work you're doing, or...

"I'm gonna help you in washing. That's what I mean."

"You're insane. I'm not going to use you like that." you stated, clearing your throat.

A certain wave of embarrassment went through you, like you just realized how bare you were; even if he couldn't see your front properly, you brought your legs closer to your chest, defense mechanism or some sort.

It was another thing that hit you, when you thought about it – how he was always there if you needed him, even if you didn't want him around for his own sake. No matter what it was, he was there, to help you. To make things better, even if it seemed like the shittiest situation in the world.

"It's not like I would take advantage of you, you know that. You're in a bad state" he whispered. "Let me do it. Please. You're gonna do the front, I'm gonna do the back."

"MacTavish-" "-please." he spoke quietly, tenderly – you heard him like this for a first time.

It was a silent agreement to his proposition when you gave him the second sponge; you didn't think that you could say "yes" to it out loud. It seemed embarrassing, it seemed like another overcrossing of a boundary.

Johnny's movements were slow and silky, like he was afraid to hurt you deeper than you were already since you closed your eyes, taking a deep, shaky breaths to ease yourself. Blood and dirt were coming down the drain, making you sick even more with a thought of people that had to be left behind.

Thinking it was some kind of encouragement seeing how all of it comes off, so you won't see "memories" of the mission, you decided to finally scrub your front, giving the whole attention to it. Because you couldn't miss a single piece, you just... needed to separate your body from the events that happened.

Move on to another, to another mission the next day. Time wasn't on your side when it was coming to processing everything on your own, lying in your bed without purpose, trying to tell yourself you weren't a bad person.

No.

You were a soldier. Safety of the world was before anything, even before you, your mental health, anything.

Twenty long minutes, and the next thing Soap did was washing your long hair with certain softness to it, massaging your scalp. If conditions were different, you'd probably joke and laugh about it, teasing him how good he does it and maybe he needs to think about changing careers.

Instead, you were just silent, eyes closed.

You always insisted on doing things alone – you learned it was the best way to not be disappointed; if you don't expect shit from people, you're not gonna be sad after, right? The perfect prevention from possible heartbreak. Not exactly how Kate raised you considering that she always reminded you about making friends to make life easier, but... life verified a lot of things actually. However, lessons from your mom were still appreciated, of course, even if you didn't quite apply them to life out of... fear? Yeah. Fear of being disappointed again.

Better to build walls around you than letting people in.

Version of you before Task Force 141 would hate you for allowing Johnny to help you like this, but the version after, the version of you that lied in bed with him, the version that trained with him, the version that was his partner in the missions?

You couldn't help but appreciate all of it. You wouldn't allow it for anyone else but him, your rock, your person, someone that you trusted to the end of the line. Someone that seen you in your worst right now, and still was there.

"Everything will be alright" Soap cooed, which made you open your eyes to look back at him; his eyes locked in moment with yours. "I'm here, yes? I'm not gonna leave you."

He was soaked, you realized; just because he sat with you under that shower, still in his shirt and cargo pants that he was on a mission with, his boots kicked to the side. You wondered if he was even comfortable enough. Probably not, and yet, he was still by your side.

"Everyone leaves anyway." you said quietly, looking away from him, as soon as you said that, feeling how he tensed. "Not me, hen. Not me." he replied in soft tone – yet again, different than he used usually, and different totally from the one he used out in the field.

Amusing to think that man was shouting few hours ago to you to get down and with ease killed a man hand to hand with his pocket knife; such a contrast to his softness. Such a contrast to hands that held a gun, such a contrast to his voice, now sweet and dripping with honey, easing your nerves, such a contrast to his image in the field.

"You have your own demons, Johnny. You don't need here to sit with me and try to fight with mine, when you have problems. It's..."

"I do have them, yeah." he interrupted you. "I fight 'em when I'm with you – selfishly, in order to fight with them, I just need ya around, healthy and recovered. I can't do that when you're injured like that. Shattered to pieces."

He got up then and tossed you a towel to catch, while you still were bamboozled by his words; you caught it though, wrapping yourself around it quickly. Johnny saw your bare back, but he didn't need to see front.

"I'll meet you in your room, hen. Gotta wash myself" he hummed. "Or, you want to help me?" Soap raised his eyebrow, smiling with the corner of his lips – clearly, he wanted to cheer you up a bit.

"You wish, MacTavish." you replied, collecting your dirty clothes swiftly. You nudged him with your hip. "You want some coffee? I think I need one."

"Yeah! Give me ten minutes."

You spent with him two hours when he came from the shower – it was disappointing considering you wanted to talk with him more, but you had to wake up early to move onto next installment of the mission. The other thing that was different than normal? If you'd have another day off, your little chat would have alcohol involved, but in these conditions you had to be good, so you just talked with him, a mug of coffee in your hands.

Coffee at midnight, as always.

Mission wasn't one of the hardest – getting intel you needed in Mexico, asking civilians about some things, so you were pretty calm when you arrived at the place. Small village; Alejandro said something about "being cautious" with people here since they were sneaky and who knew better than him? That's why you were on high alert, even if Soap was making jokes of you having "stick up your ass".

Mostly he was joking, though, you knew that he appreciated that you had your eyes everywhere.

It was the dynamic between you two – him goofing around with you rolling your eyes at him or goofing with him which usually irritated the shit out of Ghost that tried to do his job.

Back then, you were in mood number two, considering what happened yesterday at night. Your mind was still partially in that moment, with his hands being all over your back and his fingers gently massaging your scalp with all of his attention. It felt so vivid, like he would be doing it in the moment you were wandering around small village, not the night before. You already missed his gentleness, his soothing words, and...

And you were far from admitting it fully, since you shook your head, scolding yourself in your mind to focus, not daydream.

It was nothing, he'd probably do it for everyone.

At least you thought.

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themultifandomgal · 9 months

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Hey!

I have a Matt Casey request for you.

What if Casey was together with Kelly severide’s little sister who also is the PIC for ambo 61 and her partner on ambo is Gabby Dawson.

Y/n and Casey have decided that they want to adopt Louie and they are trying to do this, but it is hard when they are basically just dating and they aren’t married or even engaged.

After the celebration of 100 years anniversary at Molly’s, Casey and y/n decides to get married at the courthouse and of course everyone from the firehouse are at the courthouse to see everything and even Benny Severide is there to see his daughter getting married.

A few moments between y/n, Severide and Louie.

Moment between y/n, Severide and Benny.

Moments between Louie and Casey.

And moments between Casey, y/n and louie.

Something that’s based on season 5 episode 8

Matt Casey- Courthouse

How are we at Mollys celebrating 100 years of Mollys, well the bar. I hold my boyfriend, Matt, hand while standing next to my older brother Kelly. He's the reason I became a PIC for ambo 61 and the reason I met Matt. That's was a few years ago. I'm also holding on to the little boy I saved on my hip named Louis. We've both fallen in love with this little chap and so are currently fostering him, with the intent to adopt but it's looking to be a challenge because Matt and I aren't married or even engaged. I would be seen as a single mom.

"Ok" Herrmann grabs all of our attention as he stands on a chair "everybody, uh listen. 100 of anything is impressive but uh, 100 years for a bar that is down right magical. Back then there was no television, radio..."

"Well if we want to be specific radios we're actually invented in 1895 making them over a hundred years old"

"Who invited the history nerd" Hermann points at me making us all laugh

"Sorry. Continue" I tell him

"There was just neighbourhood with hard working people who needed a place filled with family"

"As long as Capone wasn't around" Mouch comments

"That's what this building is about" Herrmann continues "this place was built on Chicago soil and the original soil was rough and bloody, but Mollys, Mollys foundation is built on love" I can already feel tears starting the threaten "I don't care if that's corny. But it's built on love and you can feel it every time you walk in here. So heres to the next 100"

"Let's get married"

"What?" I frown looking at Matt

"Let's get married. Right now"

"Let's go" I smile feeling giddy

"Come here bud" Matt takes Louis from my arms and kisses his forehead

"Where are you guys going?" Herrmann stops us before we leave

"We're going to get married" Matt replies

"What? Guys they're finally getting married!" Herrmann shouts at the top of his lungs

"Not without us" Sylvie

When we all arrive at the courthouse I see mine and Kelly's dad and also our half sister Kate. I frown looking at Kelly confused

"What's dad doing here?" I ask

"I called him and Kate. Thought he'd want to see at least one of his kids get married" Kelly says "and well I know you and Kate talk all the time so"

"Thank you Kell"

"Let's do this!" dad yells clapping his hands. Kelly picks Louis up

"Hey little man. Ready to watch mommy and daddy get married?" he asks Louis who claps nodding his head. I take our dads arm while Kelly stands at the front with Matt

"We don't really need to do this do we? It's not like it's a proper wedding"

"Hey this is a proper wedding. It's your wedding" dad says. He walks me to Matt who takes my hands in his "you look after her"

"I will don't worry"

"Because if he doesn't he'll have me to deal with" Kelly says making all of us laugh.

The minister does his thing, we say our I do's and then we're pronounced husband and wife. We all head back to Mollys to celebrate. I watch as Louis is dancing with Matt

"So, that's going to be my grandson then?"

"Yeah" I give dad a smile "well as long as the adoption papers go through. We're doing them first thing in the morning"

"They'll got through promise" Kelly gives me a nudge "how couldn't they. Louis is so loved and safe with you and Matt. Hell Louis has the whole of the firehouse, PD and Med that will look after him"

"I'm proud of you YN. Both of you" wow dad actually is being super nice. Maybe weddings really do bring people together

"Mommy, dance" Louis says holding his hands out to me. I get up from my seat and join him and Matt dancing together

"You know we love you Louis, we both love you so much" Matt says hugging both of us.

The next day Matt and I walk into the firehouse with Louis holding both our hands

"You two going on a honeymoon?"

"No they are not. We all know what happened on a honeymoon" Kelly responds to mouch

"Shut up" I roll my eyes at my brother "Louis let's go and get some breakfast" I pick him up and take him to the kitchen, sitting him down on a chair

"Cheerios again?" Kelly walks in ruffling Louis hair

"He loves them"

"So when do you find out if you've got Louis?"

"In a week or so" I place the cereal in front of Louis and sit next to him. Kelly sits the other side

"You are going to be one loved and luckily boy" Kelly says to Louis "I've always got yours, your moms and dads back. That's a promise"

#one chicago imagine #one chicago #chicago fire imagine #chicago fire #matt casey imagine #matt casey x reader #matt casey x oc #matt casey

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dr-spencer-reids-queen · 4 months

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The Big Wheel: Final Part

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.3k

Summary: The case you’re on is dependent on a little boy who is blind who sees with more than just his eyes.

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there are any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them. If you’ve seen the show, then it’s the same level of angst unless otherwise stated

You drive back to the police station and see JJ, Emily, and Penelope looking at the board with all the victims on it. You join the group and look at all the victims on the board.

"He sure does like his blondes. Not a good date, though. Too stabby," Penelope says.

"Less so with Michelle and the girl we found this morning. We profiled that he must have known her with the way she was found. I think she caught him in the act or even saw the report on the news. He had to have killed her to keep his secret," you say. "His name is also Vincent. He was caught on footage in a camera shop when he bought tiny cameras for his glasses."

"Every one of these murders happens during a month in Spring. Spring must be the stressor for Vincent."

"Do you think my video was done in the Spring?"

"There's a good chance."

"Okay. The 80s, Spring, and Buffalo. I will search for homicides and see if I can make a connection."

Penelope gets to work on her laptop.

"All of the victims except for Michelle were killed within a year of each other. Victim ten, Joyce Wolcott, was stabbed thirty-two times, and Michelle was stabbed just once two years later. What's missing from Michelle's murder is any sign of rage or overkill. Instead, on the tape we see signs of remorse. A complete and sudden emotional change. It's absolutely fascinating."

"I was just thinking the same thing," you grin at your boyfriend.

"I love you Reid and Y/N, but the stuff you find fascinating is sad. Okay, the woman in my video looks a lot like the ones on your board, don't you think?"

Penelope shows the clearest picture of the woman she can get.

"He's killing her over and over again."

"Guys, there was an actual witness in Joyce's murder. A young boy. Her son. His name is Stanley."

Penelope looks up the details of Joyce's murder as quickly as she can.

"Neighbors called the police when they heard her son screaming for his mother. They were both found in the backyard, and she was dead."

"He saw the whole thing?" you gasp.

"If he did, why didn't the unsub kill the only living witness? Did they interview him? Did he see the killer?"

"He didn't see anything. He's blind from birth."

"Where is he now?" you wonder.

"He was foster-homed after her death. His father died in a car accident years before this."

"Tell me he's still in Buffalo."

"He is. I'm sending over the address now."

"I'll call Derek and Rossi from the car. Thanks, Pen." You text Derek and Rossi from the car and meet up with them at Stanley's house. There is a young boy sitting on the front porch reading a book in Braille. "How's a going? We're looking for Stanley Wolcott."

"Who wants to know?"

"My name is Y/N. I'm with the FBI."

"FBI? Cool," he chuckles.

Something clicks inside your head, and you take a wild shot in the dark.

"Is today your birthday?"

"Can I help you?" Kate comes out before Stanley can answer.

Kate is Stanley's foster mom whom he's been living with for a while.

"Yes, I'm Agent Y/N, this is Agent Derek Morgan and Agent Dave Rossi. We're with the FBI. I'm sorry to do this today of all days, but we need to talk to Stanley. It's urgent."

Stanley and Kate escort you inside their house to talk in private.

"How long have you had Stanley?"

"Nine months. The adoption papers came through last week, so we're moving to California." Stanley walks away from his mom and clicks his tongue to navigate his way. "Uh, Stanley's been blind since birth. His mom didn't want him to use a cane, so he clicks. It's called echolocation. It's where the sound bounces off objects, kind of like a bat uses sonar."

"I'm the Batman," Stanley grins.

Derek walks over to him and kneels down to be on his level even though Stanley is looking nowhere near where Derek's face is.

"Hey, batman. My colleagues and I need to ask you some questions."

Stanley reaches out to touch Derek's face since this is how he sees what people look like.

"This is about my mom, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is."

"Have you found him? I can feel a lie."

"We're looking for him, Stan. We could use your help. Now, what I'm asking you to do probably won't be easy."

"Will it help you catch him?"

"It might."

"Are you sure about this?" Kate asks nervously not knowing exactly what Derek is going to do.

"It's okay. I want to do this."

"Okay, two years ago on that night, you were playing in the snow with your mom, right?"

"Yeah. She said my lips were turning blue. She told me to go in and get warm. She said it was getting dark. I went inside and started to take off my clothes to get warm, but she didn't come back in." Stanley is brought back to that night and looks distressed. "Mom? Mom!"

You get tears at the pain he must be feeling.

"Stanley, what do you hear?"

"The snow is so thick. It covers the house and the yard. Everything's so quiet. I called her but she doesn't call back. I thought I heard my mom."

"Is she talking?"

"Crying."

"What do you do now?"

"Go outside."

"You're doing good, Stanley. You're doing really good. I'm right here, okay? Can you hear your mom now?"

"No. I can't hear anything. I feel... Someone was there. I felt someone there. It's not my mom," he whimpers.

"Okay, that's enough," Kate says and steps behind her son.

"He saw me, didn't he?"

"Yeah, he did."

Hotch calls Rossi to tell him there is another stabbing with someone that looks like Vincent. You hate to bring all this up with Stanley and leave him, but that's exactly what you do. Lynne and Hotch meet up with you at the location where Vincent stabbed someone and left a witness. Two men were going to jump and rob Vincent when he stabbed one of them but not before he was shot. The other one ran away before he was killed like his friend.

When you get there, Hotch and Lynne are talking to the witness who came back.

"He just came out of nowhere. He rolled up on us," he lied.

"Which way was he walking?"

"That way," the kid points east.

"He's heading East."

"So, let me get this straight. You and your friend attempt to rob the guy, your friend shoots the man, he defends himself, and you did nothing? You ran away and called 911?"

"I'm done talking, Fed. I ain't saying nothin'. I want my lawyer."

"You'll get a lawyer. Answer my question," Hotch glares.

"He shot him once," he sighs.

"Where?"

"In the stomach."

"What was he doing when you rolled up on him?" Derek asks.

"He had his head down and was walking real fast like he was late for something."

"When he didn't give you what you wanted, what did he do?"

"At first nothing. He just started making this noise with his tongue."

"What kind of noise?"

The kid shrugs and you step forward.

"Listen to me. Was it like this?" You click your tongue in the same way Stanley did.

"Yeah, just like that." You look back at Derek and Rossi worriedly. "Exactly like that. He slammed Jay with a knife and turned and came after me."

"It's called Echolocation. The tenth victim left behind a blind son who uses echolocation to get around."

"How would the killer know that?"

"Because he saw the boy was blind the night he killed his mother. I think that's why he didn't kill the boy. Today's that kid's birthday. He's the event."

"Henderson, get units to meet us at 6518 Cantwell Drive right now," Derek says.

You rush over there as soon as you can but Stanley is already gone. Vincent must have taken him right after you left. Kate hears the sirens and comes rushing out of the house with tears streaming down her eyes.

"He's gone! He's gone. I thought he was in his room. He said he was tired."

"When was the last time you checked on him?"

"Twenty minutes ago. I just don't understand. He would have had to pass me to get out."

"When you checked on him, was he asleep?"

"He was under the covers."

"Did you hear anything?"

"I heard a car horn beep twice. I looked out the window, but I didn't see anything."

"He's gotta have at least twenty minutes on us," Derek sighs.

"He's gonna kill him, isn't he?" she cries.

"Let's just take a look inside."

You walk inside the house and see Stanley standing by his door. When you walk closer to him, he walks further from you. Vincent is outside the window helping him through. Both of them run to the car that's waiting by the curb. Stanley didn't seem scared. He knows Vincent. You look down and see blood on the window sill.

"There's blood here."

"Oh, God," Kate whispers.

"No, it's not Stan's. I think the man who took him was injured. It's his blood. We think his name is Vincent."

"Vincent?" she gasps. "Stan knew him before he came to me. He's known him for over a year because Vincent was a registered helper in a mentoring program. He comes around from time to time to talk to Stanley."

"Which one?"

"Oh, God. Stan has belonged to so many programs. I can't remember where he met Vincent," she groans.

Derek calls Penelope for further assistance.

"Garcia, we got a name. Vincent."

"Morgan, I'm gonna need a surname, honey."

"She can't remember."

"Can you at least cross-reference Vincent's name with all of the mentor organizations in Buffalo?"

"I think we'll get more from the video."

"We're running out of time. He has the kid."

"Trust me, okay? Give me a second." Penelope types as fast as she can and gets an article published in the mid-80s. "That's her. That's the woman from the film. Her name is Kim Rowlings who was killed in her home. When police arrived, they found her son Vincent Rowlings sitting with the body of his murdered mother. Police believe that he sat with her for more than twenty-four hours."

"He was only nine years old," JJ says from beside Penelope. "He filmed his mother's murder and hid the tape from the police all these years."

"I found it. Vincent Rowlings, 5605 Pearl Street on the East side in Buffalo."

"Tell Hotch we're en route," Emily says.

"They found his address," Derek says to Rossi.

Hotch, Spencer, and Emily head over to Vincent's house, but he isn't there. They find his studio set up where he edits his murders, including his mother's. Penelope calls Hotch and brings in Derek so that you're all communicating on one line. Derek places her on speakerphone so everyone can hear.

"Hotch, you've got Rossi, Y/N, and Morgan."

"We have Stan's foster mother, Kate, here. Stanley is missing, and there's blood on the windowsill."

"Kate, did Vincent take Stan out? Was there a favorite place they liked to go to?" Hotch asks.

"No, I only allow him to see Stan under this roof and with my supervision. He's been coming around more since I told him we were moving away."

"When did you tell Vincent that?"

"Like a week ago. Why?"

"He killed Michelle a week ago. That must be the stressor that triggered Vincent's behavior change."

"Kate, Vincent wrote the number twenty-nine with a circle around it numerous times. Today is the 29th. We believe the circle may represent a specific location. They would have talked about it, or he might even have taken him there before. Did Vincent talk to Stan about adventures that they could take? Places they could visit?"

"I don't know," she sighs in frustration.

"What are Stanley's favorite things to do?" you ask.

"He likes to build things. Vincent used to help him."

Kate shows you the construction sets that are made from plastic. Among them is a ferric wheel that Vincent helped Stan make.

"The Ferris Wheel is a circle. When did they build this?"

"Over the last couple of months. He's been in here every night."

"Garcia, check Buffalo and the surrounding areas for any theme parks, permanent or visiting," Derek says.

"There's a theme park just outside of Buffalo that's happening right now."

"Does it have a Ferris Wheel?"

"Yes."

"Let's go."

Your team meets up with Hotch's team even though Hotch isn't with them. He stayed behind to go over the footage of who else could be victims at the hands of Vincent. There are a ton of people here but you know exactly what Vincent and Stan's energies look like. You don't waste time trying to find out where they are because you can just follow the trail.

"Follow me!"

No one argues with you and follows behind as you run through the theme park. The Ferris Wheel is in the very back of the theme park, and you stop once you reach it. You look to the top and see Vincent and Stan there talking. He looks over and sees the FBI. He knows he's not getting out of this, but since he has an untreated gunshot wound, you don't know if he's going to be alive for much longer.

"I need you to get this kid off the wheel. Do it now." The attendant moves the Ferris Wheel so that the car in which Vincent is in is lowered to the ground. You don't have to touch Vincent to know that he's dead. He knew he was going to die and wanted to bring Stanley here. "Okay, now open it."

"What's going on?" Stanley asks.

"Stanley, it's Derek from the FBI. It's okay. You're going to be okay."

"Vincent, what's going on?"

"Listen to me. I need you to come with me. Let go of Vincent. Just come with me. I'm getting you out of here."

Derek picks Stan up, but the small child looks to where he thinks Vincent is.

"Vincent?"

Derek brings Stan over to an unoccupied bench while Lynne checks to see if Vincent is alive. Kate rushes through the crowd and hugs her son tightly.

"Honey!" she cries.

Derek tries to leave to give them a moment but Stanely stops him.

"Derek?"

Derek walks back over to Stanely and kneels so that Stan can feel his face.

"What's up, kid?"

"Did he kill my mom?"

Stan can feel a lie so if Derek lies, then he'll have his answer. Though, he doesn't say anything to him. Stanley breaks out in tears and cries against his foster mom's chest.

"No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible." - George Chakiris

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elly1233luv · 8 months

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Finally she's Here!:D

Full name: Petra Žukina

Name: Petra,Petals(nickname)

Last name: Žukina

Age: 25

Birth date: 29th June 1998

Species: Wolf 40%,demon 30% And human 30%

Likes: Drawing,bread,her Brothers,music,MK, Noodles,Mei,Red Son,training,kids And more.

Dislikes: Loud noises,seeing others hurt,horror movies,Lady Bone Demon,The Mayor,Jin And Yin And more.

Phobia's: Claustrophobia,Arachnophobia,social phobia And Ophidiophobia.

Weapons: fan,katana,sycthe,axe,sword,staff,Spear And Smoke bombs.

Personality: Bubbly,cheerfull,Kind,Savage,gremlin,funny,a swertheart,adventuress,calm,curious,Chill,loving,matture,mother figure And inocent.

Family: Marcos Žukina(deceased father),Ari/Ariana Milić(deceased mother),Katrina Žukina(elder sister),Kate Žukina(second elder sister),Anne Žukina(little sister) Jc the kitsune(Foster Brother),Azrael Newgate(Foster Brother),Leafy the dragon(Foster mom) And Finn & Felicity(creation's/Adoptive children.)

Facts: She plays the trumpet,she can sing but is shy about singing infront Of others,she likes to be In the rain,she is an animal lover,She loves cooking Like her brothers but is more calm & messy,she has a human disguise but uses it Being around other humans,she doesn't know much about her ancestor Of her country,she is a workaholic And she is sometimes naive.

Abilitys: Shapeshifting,she can stay in the shadows Of anyone And can turn into one just Like Macaque,she can teleport,she can controal any ability,she has the ability to control anyone Like a puppet And can use her Wings as a Shield.

Friends: MK,Mei,Pigsy,Tang,Sandy,Sun Wukong/Monkey King,Six Eared Macaque,Nezha,Chang'e,Princess Iron Fan,Mr. Dragon,Mrs. Dragon And Demon Bull King.

Enemys: Lady Bone Demon,The Mayor,Spider Queen,Syntax,Huntsman,Strong Spider,Azure Lion,Peng,Yellowtusk And Kui Mulang.

Race/Nationality: Croatian/European

voice actor: None for now

So Here she is Lady's And Gentlemen!

#lego monkie kid art #art #oc art #original character #oc #lmk oc art #lmk oc

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castawaycat · 1 year

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The Tales of a Little Tiger: Chapter 13- This Little Light of Mine

Summary: Y/N Says goodbye to her grandparents and they return home. Yelena and Natasha have a heart to heart and discuss their childhood trauma as well as their fears for the future. Wanda has a conversation with Nat about her own trauma.

Melina hugged her daughter Nat as she fought hard to keep her tears at bay. “Do you really have to leave?” She loved having her family back home, especially now that she had a granddaughter to spoil.

“We will be back before you know it. Besides you and dad still have to come to Y/n’s first birthday party in a few months.” Nat said as she hugged her mom. She had never seen her adopted mother look so sad to see her go. It was a strange feeling, but one that she could get used to.

Alexei was taking it a lot harder than Melina as he didn’t want to let you go. He was currently holding you and giving you kisses on your rosy pink cheeks. His long beard was tickling your face which caused you to erupt into a fit of sweet giggles. “Don’t you forget your Dedu and Babu.” He said to you as he chuckled softly when you wrapped your little hand around his pinky finger.

“Dad, it’s going to be okay. Believe me Y/n isn’t going to forget you or mom. Look, her birthday is in two months and you can come stay with us and help us set up her party. Now, can I please have my baby?” Nat asked in a playful tone as she motioned for her dad to hand you over to her.

Alexei sighed sadly as he hugged you before handing you over to your mama. “I’ll see you soon, malen’kiy.” He then turned to Yelena and Kate who were saying goodbye to his wife. “So when will my youngest daughter have children?”

Melina’s jaw dropped as she gave her husband the scary “shut your mouth” look. “Alexei!”

“What? I'm Dedu now and I want more grandbabies to spoil.” He said as he shrugged his shoulders.

Nat and Wanda couldn’t help but giggle as they watched Kate and Yelena’s faces turn beet red. They found it adorable that both Melina and Alexei had slipped into their grandparent roles so easily.

Kate was the first to speak as she had finally found her voice. “Yelena and I actually have an announcement to make.” The brunette felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest from nervousness. Some of her anxiety slipped away when she felt Yelena squeeze her hand reassuringly. “Yelena proposed to me last night and we’re getting married! We also are looking into fostering. After the incident with Y/n we realized that we do want to have children but we have a lot to learn before we adopt.”

It took a few awkward minutes for everyone to process what Kate had announced. Once everyone processed the wonderful news the room filled with love and congratulations. Yelena and Kate were squished in between Alexei, Melina, Wanda and Natasha who was still holding you.

You got lots of hugs and kisses when you clapped your hands excitedly even though you didn’t understand why everyone around you was so happy.

Once everyone settled Melina looked over at Kate, “wait. What incident with y/n were you talking about?”

Yelena’s face turned white as she locked eyes with her mom who had the, “what did you do to my grandbaby?” face.

Nat came to the rescue as she placed you in your Babu’s arms. “Nothing to worry about now. I think Y/n wants to give her Babu a kiss goodbye.”

You placed a slobbery wet kiss to your Babu’s cheek as she hugged you tightly.

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The drive back home went smoother than expected as you had slept most of the way home. The rest of the time that you were awake you spent watching baby educational videos that your auntie Kate put on her phone for you.

Wanda sat in the backseat with you and Kate, as Natasha had insisted that her and Yelena could take turns driving home.

Natasha smiled when she turned to look in the backseat and found that you, Kate and Wanda had all drifted to sleep. Honestly it was a miracle for anyone to be able to sleep while Yelena was driving.

“So you and Kate are ready to tie the knot?” Nat asked as she made small talk with her sister. She was happy that Yelena had found an amazing woman who loved and cared for her.

Yelena’s cheeks blushed slightly as she nodded her head, “we are. I love her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. She’s amazing in every single way… I just hope that I can be just as amazing for her.” The blonde bit her lip nervously as she gripped the steering wheel.

“You’re both made for each other. You will be a great wife and mother, sestra.” Nat said as she placed her hand reassuringly on her sister’s shoulder.

Yelena nodded her head, “I hope so. The last thing I want is for my trauma to seep into those that I love. I’m scared that my childhood trauma is going to affect me as a wife and mother one day.” She paused as she focused on driving. She was thankful that there weren’t many people out on the roads this late at night. “I mean… I forgive mom and dad, but what happened to us was… abuse. What if I ever hurt Kate or our children? Sometimes I have nightmares that I’m still a mind controlled assassin.” Tears fell down the blonde’s face as she felt her lips tremble.

Nat felt her heart break for her sister as she also shared the same thoughts and fears as her little sister. “Yelena. I’m sorry. I wish I could go back in time and rescue you from the Red Room. I should’ve gone back for you.” Natasha dug her nails painfully into her thighs as she felt her own tears fall down her cheeks before letting out a sigh. “I can’t change the past. We both can’t. But one thing that Wanda and Y/n have shown me is that I have the power to choose my present. We’ve both had so much taken from us, let’s not let Dreykov take our future away from us too. All we can do now is learn how to heal, and hold the ones we love close. I love you, sestra.”

Both sisters cried silently as they held each other’s hands in understanding. “I love you too, sestra.” Yelena said in a quiet whisper.

Wanda smiled to herself as she had woken up in the middle of their conversation. She was thankful that Nat and Yelena were knocking down the walls of their childhood trauma and getting closure.

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Wanda carried you into your nursery as you had just finished breastfeeding. She laid you on the changing table and changed your diaper. “Y/n, I love you so much sweet girl. You are bringing so much healing and love to this family. I don’t think I’ve ever seen your mama and her family so happy before. We are so lucky that you are our little tiger.” She said as she rocked you in her arms.

Natasha walked into the nursery and wrapped her arms around Wanda’s waist from behind. She loved watching Wanda be so loving and nurturing to you. “Thank you for loving me and Y/n.”

“I’ll always love you and Y/n.” Wanda said as she gently lowered you into your crib before turning and facing her girlfriend. “You both complete me… Nat there’s something I need to tell you… it’s about my past.”

“Whatever it is Wanda. I promise I’m not going anywhere. Come let’s go talk in the living room, I’ll make us some tea.” Nat said as she held her girlfriend’s hand and led her out of the nursery.

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Wanda sat on the couch crisscrossed as she sipped her tea carefully. She felt nervous to finally reveal her own trauma to the love of her life.

“I’ve always wanted to be a mother and there was a time in my life where I went to great lengths to have that possibility. After I lost Vision my heart felt dark and empty. We had talked about getting married, buying a house and having children. We dreamed of having twins… twin boys; but as you know Vision died before we could make our dreams come true.” Wanda took a shaky breath as she sat her mug of tea on the coffee table. She didn’t want to spill it due to her hands shaking.

“When Vision died I went to the town where we were supposed to build our life. I used my chaos magic and I created a fake version of the life that I had wanted. I created a fake reality where I was married to Vision, became pregnant and gave birth to two beautiful baby boys. Billy and Tommy had become my whole world and I loved them with every fiber of my being. The thing was that they weren’t actually real. I’m not ready to talk about how I lost them and the fake world that I had created; but what I need you to know is that I’ve done horrible things too, Nat. I’m scared just like you. I’m scared that if something happens to you and Y/n that I’m going to turn into the darker version of myself… when y/n almost died… I felt it. I felt my darker side.”

Natasha could tell that Wanda had been wrestling with your near death experience. To be honest everyone that almost lost their Little became even more protective of their babies. Since the incident Wanda hadn’t taken on any missions. “Wanda you’re not a monster. If anything ever happened to you or y/n, I would turn into the assassin that Dreykov raised me to be.” She said as she moved closer to her girlfriend and took her shaking hands into her own.

The stress and exhaustion hit Wanda like a ton of bricks as her shoulders relaxed. Her head hung low as she began to sob. She cried for the life that she had lost and she cried over watching you almost die. She knew that as an Avenger that it was her job to protect everyone, but she didn’t want to lose you or Natasha in order to save the world. She would always go above and beyond to protect those that she loved.

Nat instantly pulled Wanda into her lap and embraced her. She felt her own tears fall down her face. She hated seeing the woman she loved break apart; but this is what healing looked like. This is what facing your fears and doubts looked like. Darkness grows in isolation. She knew that better than anyone. “Let it out, moya lyubov'. I’m right here. You’re safe, we are all safe and we are home.”

Both women held each other as they let their walls continue to fall. They opened up and talked about their fears, their broken and fractured memories, and they shed light onto their dark pasts. They both had done horrific things that they weren’t proud of, but opening up about those things and being gentle with themselves was what they both needed. It would be a learning curve for them to fully heal from their pasts, but they weren’t alone anymore. Their little tiger was shedding light, love, and healing onto all that was dark.

Author's Notes:

Thank you for continuing to read this story. I've started to map out where I want this story to go and where I want to take all of the characters. I've decided that I want this to show the healing and character growth of all the characters and not just showcase the reader's journey. I feel that in this story the reader is growing and healing, but she is also bringing light to those around her, and when light sheds on darkness things are uncovered. As for the timeline of things I've decided that it will not follow the true timeline of the movies and shows, and the events that are mentioned will have different endings than the ones we are familiar with. I'm also planning on bringing other characters from the MCU but like I said it won't follow the timelines that we are familiar with. I hope that I won't upset or confuse anyone. I know change is hard, but my advice is to read the rest of this story from a different perspective. What I've found has helped me is viewing this world as an alternate timeline than the one we know and love.

I will say that this story is far from done and I'm thinking that this story will go on for some time. One of my goals this year is to get better at updating my stories, I hope that in the next few months I will be able to have a set schedule for updates. Again I want to thank everyone for being so kind and patient with me.

#wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #wandanat x daughter!reader #wandanat imagine #yelena x kate #little reader #marvel imagine #mcu imagine

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ridinroundtowntheygonfeelthisone · 11 months

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💀 gimme your finest frights hc's please

When someone actually asks abt my FazFright HCs:

Okayyy soo, idk where to start but let's go! (this took me like 3 fucking days)

-AU takes place in like 2012-2013 but sometimes there will be stuff from like 2014-2017(or even later) in there

-Umm so first I took insperation from your hurricane paranormal society thing so most of my Fazbear Frights are in some group/organization to discuss "weird" things that they've seen, heard or that have happend to them, Greg is the founder(?) ig, cause he started it some little blog thing and ppl started adding their own stories, so it basically became some online group thing, then they started meeting up irl

-Order that people joined in: Sarah, Oscar, Isaac, Raj, Millie, Reed, Toby, Tabitha, Pete, Julius, Devon, Kelsey and Oswald

-Greg Chapman is Native Hawaiian/Polynesian, he was born December 16th, 1997 and is 15yrs old,

He has a tan/brown skin tone like Carmen ltran (@carmenltran)’s,

complete heterochromia (left eye: blue, right eye: brown) and hooded eyes,

somewhat thin lips (darker upper lip),

a downturned nose, curve starts at the dorsal bridge,

12inch, thin 2A, honey blonde hair, has a choppy wolf cut with shaggy bangs kinda style (he did it himself, or at least he tried❤️),

5’7, slender + he has a lot of freckles across his cheeks and nose and on his body

Has BDD, MDD, and ASD/Autism (Undiagnosed)

Knows some Hawaiian, primarily knows/speaks English

Likes artists like Brent Faiyaz, Steve Lacy, Kali Uchis, Gorillaz, Mother Mother, I Monster, Jack Stauber, Lemon Demon, Will Wood, Tally Hall, Roar, Surf Curse, The Cardigans, TV Girl, Alex G, Mitski, bôa, Caravan Palace, Glass Animals, The Stokes, Radiohead, Hot Freaks, Two Door Cinema Club, Foster The People, Tommy Newport, Cage The Elephant, Tame Impala, Mac DeMarco, Men I trust, Maya Hawke, Eyedress, Wham!, The Cure, The White Stripes, Tears For Fears, The Clash, Queen, October Country, Kate Bush, Sohodolls, The Dresden Dolls, The Crane Wives, Harry Nilsson, Grover Washington, Jr., Marvin Gaye, Gloria Gaynor, Earth, Wind & Fire, etc.

Greg was a nervous wreck when he started the group I mean people could think he was crazy and he was meeting new, random people on the internet + when they planned to meet up he had to come up some sort of excuse for his dad for why all of a sudden he'd constantly be leaving the house, he'd use Hadi and Cyril as an excuse most of the time (even if they weren't talking that much anymore and he was kinda avoiding them) since if he said he had other friends his dad would probably give him a whole interrogation

Contortionist

He got a bonsai tree to take care of, it’s sort of a distraction but he still enjoys it, most of what he does is a distraction anyway

Still does yoga before bed and also still really into science

He likes a lot of "girly" or "childish" things like MLP, dolls, etc.

Kinda isolates himself now so usually stays in his room watching Musicals, trying to get into new books, listening to music, doing random stuff on his laptop, etc

He got into paranormal/supernatural stuff like contacting the dead after the incident (he mostly did it because he wanted to “contact” Kimberly)

He thinks of the “Fazbear Frights” group as a safe place

Has a tinyyy (huge) crush on Millie

-Sarah .G. Patel, her mom is Indian and her dad was Zimbabwean, born April 1st 1997, 15yrs,

Has a brown skin tone like Kiara Pike's

dark brown, slender/thin almond eyes

medium-thick, natural brows + slight unibrow

round, broad nose with a slight bump on the dosal bridge

wide, two-toned lips (darker upper lip, pinker lower lip), kinda prominent cupid’s bow

Dark chocolate brown, mid-length, thick, coiled, 4B afro

5’5, Chubby + has nose, cheek and body freckles and crooked teeth

Has BDD, Bulimia and HPD (Kind of aware abt the Bulimia, well she at least is kinda aware abt eating disorders)

Voice HC: Hollyhock (Aparna Nancherla) + can only speak English but she understands Hindi

Likes shows like: The Baby-Sitters Club (1995), The Breakfast Club, Welcome to the Dollhouse (1995), Heathers (1988), Carrie (1976), Jennifer's Body, Twilight/The Twilight Saga, Scott Pilgrim vs. the World, Percy Jackson

Likes artists like MARINA, Olivia Rodrigo, Katy Perry, Wonder Girls, Fifth Harmony, Ariana Grande, Beyoncé, Destiny's Child, Rhianna, Aaliyah, Amerie, Ciara, Estelle, TLC, Blaque, Brandy, Kali Uchis, Erykah Badu, WILLOW, Brent Faiyaz, Men I Trust, Eyedress, Tears For Fears, Kate Bush, Madonna, Blondie, etc.

Definitely gonna make her a Constance Blackwood and/or Sayori kinnie

TBB was some sort of fever dream or something, or at least that's what it seems like

She's a bit more closed off at school and home, mostly talks to the others at the FF group

She's friends(ig) with Oscar, Tabitha(H&S) and Greg

-Millie Liú Fitzsimmons, Millie’s mom is half Puerto Rican (has Spanish and Native American descent) and half Irish, and her dad is Chinese-American, Born April 28 1997, 15yrs old

Has a tan skin tone similar to Yve/Toad (@/froggyve)

12inch, soft black, thick 2C hair, often gets frizzy

dark brown, puffy, monolid eyes

medium-thin, arched brows

broad, downturned nose with a curve starting at the dorsal bridge (basically a broad, hooked nose?)

full, tan colored lips with a soft cupid's bow

5’3, Chubby and slightly curvy + has fang-like canines and dark blue braces with elastics

Wears black frame, semi-rimless, Ray-ban Clubmaster perscription glasses with a CosTimo/Weewooday glasses chain (cross or bat ones, mostly cross) + most of the time wears full gothic makeup

Has MDD and ASD/Autism (Undiagnosed)

Voice HC: Jobu Tupaki/Joy Wang (Stephanie Hsu) + Speaks English and her dad taught her Mandarin

Likes The Cramps, The Dresden Dolls, Jack Off Jill, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Rammstein, X Ray Spex, October Country, The Stooges, Bikini Kill, The Cure, The Runaways, Tears For Fears, Metallica, Nine Inch Nails, Talking Heads, Moi Dix Mois, Ghost, Fleetwood Mac, Charles Aznavour, MCR, I Monster, Le Tigre, Mother Mother, The Crane Wives, Sohodolls, Ladytron, MARINA, Queen, etc.

Probably watches/watched: The Breakfast Club, The Twilight Saga, Corpse Bride (2005), The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993), Edward Scissorhands (1990), Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007), Sleep, My Love (1948), Suspicion (1941), The Addams Family (1964-1999), Elvira: Mistress of the Dark (1988), Beetlejuice (1988), The Craft (1988), Carrie (1976), The Scream franchise, The Saw franchise, The Haunting (1963), Possession (1981), Poltergeist (1982), The Exorcist (1973), The Blair Witch Project (1999), Black Swan (2010), Suspiria (1977), The Ring (1998), etc.

Do I HC her to have crushes on most of the female characters? (especially Elvira) Yes.

-Reads books like Frankenstien (1818), The Vampyre (1819), Dracula (1897), Carmilla (1872), Great Expectations (1861), The Silence of the Lambs (1988), The Hunchback of Notre-Dame (1831), also a Brothers Grimm, Stephen King, Anne Rice, Ann Radcliffe, Edgar Allan Poe, H.P. Lovecraft and Tim Burton fan

She and Kelsey are close family "friends", kinda consider eachother cousins, mostly Kelsey, he'll call Millie's parents "Auntie" and "Uncle" and just stuff like that (Millie is very against it)

She's a Romantic Goth

Got into baking recently, asking Kelsey would help a bit since knows more about it but...

Got into drawing as well

Loves humming and singing out loud but almost never does it

Not sure why she ended up joining the group

Usually doing her own thing, has a bit of small talk with people like Sarah and Greg, talks to Tabitha(Hide and Seek) the most

-Julius' thing was moved

-Devon .B. Miranda, his mom is Jamaican and his dad was Cuban (of Taíno descent), Born June 8th 1997, 15yrs old

has a dark skin tone similar to Anu Oloyede's

14inch, black, medium sized, dreads/locs (Interlocked)

has dark brown, small eyes(idk how to describe them)

downturned nose with a bulbous tip and bump on the dorsal bridge like (333zahra333/itszahraig) Zahra’s

rounded, medium brows

full, two-toned lips (darker top lip and his lower lip is pink) with a soft cupid's bow

has a moderate amount of acne, a mole under the right side of his bottom lip, one next to the left side of his nose/near his cheek + crooked teeth and a gap in bottom two front teeth

he also has a few small scars like a cut across his nose, a scar from a busted lip (it's like a cut running down the left side of his bottom lip), etc.

5’9, Skinny/Lanky

Has BPD/EUPD and ASD/Autism (Only knows that he "possibly" has BPD/EUPD) + Eczema and Asthma

Voice HC: Tyler Okonma 2009-2013(2015?), Speaks English, Patois/Patwa, and he also knows ASL

He likes Jazz, R&B, Neo Soul, Rap, Hip Hop, Indie, Alternative, Rock, Metal, Horrorcore, etc.

And artists like: MF DOOM, Kendrick Lamar, Brent Faiyaz, Odd Future, Tyler the creator, Steve Lacy, The Internet, Childish Gambino, Bell Biv DeVoe, Bruno Mars, Grover Washington, Jr., Marvin Gaye, Gloria Gaynor, Earth, Wind & Fire, Cocu, Santana, Anthony Santos, Joe Veras, Usher, Skee-Lo, Eazy-E, Mix-A-Lot, Eve, Tems, Erykah Badu, Mary J. Blige, Lil’ Kim, Missy Elliott, Brandy, Aaliyah, Kali Uchis, Gorillaz, Tame Impala, Glass Animals, The Stokes, Will Wood, Roar, Hot Freaks, Two Door Cinema Club, Foster the People, Tommy Newport, The Dresden Dolls, Eyedress, Mother Mother, Radiohead, The White Stripes, The Cure, October Country, The Cramps, The Stooges, Metallica, Skindred, Iron Maiden, Talking Heads, Fleetwood Mac, MCR, Le Tigre, Rammstein, etc.

he loves horror, from Goosebumps to Stephan King to H.P Lovecraft to Saw, even The Hills Have Eyes, and he also really loves highly disturbing and graphic stuff (he just really wants to see gore and guts) but Mick HATES horror so he never got to watch it with him much, Kelsey is more into gothic and psychological horror but at the same time he does like the thought of just watching a bunch of gore even if it has no plot, there's a VHS rental near his house, it's pretty rundown but it has a lot of his favorites

Had pretty bad seperation anxiety with Mick

He has a bad habit of biting, he bites his nails, chews on the strings of his Hoodies, there are bite marks on his hands/arms, for some concerning reason...(Just like me fr<3)

Allergic to dust + it makes his Asthma and Eczema act up

Interested in Physics and Chemistry + he likes photography and Literature (Drama and Novels)

Can play piano, kinda likes it (really likes it)

Wants to write horror novels

When he goes urban exploring he’ll take some pictures if he can, sometimes the creepy, rundown scenery inspires a setting for a story, or he just thinks its cool

His mom is a hairdresser and a cleaner

Has a slight lisp

Friends with Pete, kinda friends with Julius as well + annoys Greg sometimes (he means no harm though)

-“Kelsey” Oyindasola Grace D. Mateko, his mom is Nigerian (Yoruba) and his dad is Zimbabwean (Shona), Born September 15th 1997, 15yrs old

Has a dark skin tone like KaDija Kallon's

-Has Carolina blue, almond eyes (his eyes tend to reflect light like in pictures regardless of actual lighting, basically it always looks like he has red pupils/the “red-eye effect”)

medium-thick, bleached, straight brows

flat, round nose with low nasal bridge

full, two toned lips (darker upper lip, most of his lower lip is a pinkish color and the rest is the same color) with a soft cupid's bow

Has a mole under his right eye/close to his cheek, one on the right side of his bottom lip, and another in between his eyes/on his nose bridge more to the left side + dimples

Tooth gap and fang-like canines

Around 12inch, dyed, light golden blonde (with black roots) volumized, curly sisterlocks like Imani Goodridge’s (@imanitaylorgood)

5'10.8, Chubby

Has ocular albinism

Has Audhd, Conduct disorder and possible Bipolar disorder

Voice HC: ????, Can speak English, learning ASL from Devon and practicing French

I like to think we barely know anything about him so I can do what I want with him, I mean some people just straight up think he's not real

Likes artists like Stromae, Kali Uchis, Doja Cat, Eve, Yemi Alade, Ayra Starr, Tems, Ravyn Lenae, Amerie, Rihanna, Beyoncé, TLC, Tinashe, Keri Hilson, Ciara, PinkPanthress, Erykah Badu, Eve, WILLOW, The Internet, Gorillaz, Tame Impala, MF DOOM, Mix-A-Lot, Michael Jackson, Odd Future, Kendrick Lamar, Earl Sweatshirt, Tyler the creator, Steve Lacy, Kali Uchis, Gorillaz, MARINA, Lady Gaga, Foster the People, Millionaires, Gwen Stefani, The Cramps, Mother Mother, Rammstein, October Country, The Dresden Dolls, ICP, Blondie, Harry Nilsson, Grover Washington, Jr., Marvin Gaye, Gloria Gaynor, Earth, Wind & Fire, Caravan Palace, Glass Animals, updog, Hot Freaks, Two Door Cinema Club, Foster The People, Tommy Newport, Cage The Elephant, Tame Impala, TV Girl, Alex G, Men I trust, Maya Hawke, Mitski, bôa, Eyedress, Le Tigre, etc.

Watches stuff like: Boondocks, For Colored Girls, Pose, Velvet Goldmine (1998), The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975), Elvira: Mistress of the Dark (1988), Carrie (1976), The Craft (1988), Get out, Us, The Blair Witch Project (1999), Black Swan (2010), Suspiria (Both versions), Corpse Bride (2005), Lolita, Valerie and Her Week of Wonders (1970), Helter Skelter (2012), Ride the Cyclone, Heathers (1988), The Breakfast Club, Welcome to the Dollhouse (1995), etc. he also likes anime (he babysits Oswald sometimes and he got him in to it

Enjoys drawing and painting also knows how to bake and loves baking for other people

Interested in the Arts and Criminology

Has squared, clear frame glasses, usually only wears them at home

Can roller skate and skateboard but somehow doesn't know how to ride a bike

Has a Nintendo DSI XL (Metallic Rose) put a bunch of stickers and attached a few charms to it + LOVES Princess Peach, she's his main on like every game he has where she can be his main

Either freezes up/zones out or walks out of awkward/uncomfortable situations

Mostly prefers smaller crowds of people, can easily get overwhelmed

He can waack and wants to practise voguing

Plays volleyball after school

Loves Musicals, gets Devon to watch them with him

Sam (Blackbird) is his older brother, Tabitha (TBB) is his sister and he has another older sister

-Oswald Alvaro Guzman y Morales, he's Colombian (His dad is of White and Native American descent and his mom is of African descent) Born, May 1st 2001, 12yrs old

Has a brown skin tone like Jasmine Blandford (chola_girl)

Around 8inch, chocolate brown hair, in two-strand twist locs

-Has chocolate brown, almond eyes

medium-thick, straight brows

short, round nose, low bridge

full, wide, two toned lips (upper lip slightly darker than his skin tone lower lip pinkish-brown color) and a somewhat prominent cupid's bow

Ample(?), 5’1.5 + has a lot of nose and cheek freckles, also has body freckles

Voice HC: "Wybie" Wyborn Lovat (Robert Bailey Jr.), Can speak English and Spanish

Has ADHD (Undiagnosed)

His arm is almost completely healed (it was fractured) but there’s a huge, weird, bite mark looking scar on his right arm

Likes drawing, has had around 2 sketchbooks, first one was just an old, mostly empty notebook he found and his current one is a proper sketchbook that he begged his dad to get him, it’s black has a stickers on the outside, it’s mostly filled with sketches of his usual cartoonish drawings including the mechanical animals

Definitely has/uses a Nokia (2600)

Likes Mangas and Animes like: Nana, JoJo, Death Note, Soul Eater (and Soul Eater Not), Fullmetal Alchemist, Bleach, Black Butler, One Piece, Hunter×Hunter, etc.

Likes I Monster, Harry Nilsson, Earth, Wind and Fire, Foster The People, Gorillaz, Tame Impala, Tommy Newport P, GHOST (and pals), Guchiri/y, Kikuo, Moe Shop, Maretu, etc.

His gaming console is the Nintendo Gamecube “Orange Spice” and he really likes “the Legend of Zelda” games and Shadow the Hedgehog (game and character), He also likes Princess Daisy, Lemmy Koopa, Kirby, Meta Knight, Eevee, Knuckles, etc.

After his Grandma died he ended up moving to Colorado, Kelsey babysitted him most of the time since his parents were out/busy, he still does it from time to time, with pay ofc

Was only brought to the group later because Kelsey was babysitting him and Devon insisted it was fine if they just brought him with

Talks to almost no one there, usually just the others being "friendly" because he's a kid, Kelsey just let's him play on his DSI since he understands why he wouldn't want to be here

-Sadly I don't have much to say abt Reed, Pete, Oscar, Isaac or Raj, it's been a while since I read their books, but moving on

Millie thinks Tabitha(H&S) is actually pretty (really) cool, she's really confident, talkative, friendly and, loud, but Millie dosen't mind that much, though she acts like she does (she def has a crush on her)

Millie and Oswald talk from time to time, mostly about their "spoiled" cats (they mean it in an affectionate way<3)

No one there is really close with Sarah, I mean there’s Dev maybe but she doesn’t want to make anything seem more than it is (I know this sounds like she has a crush or something but I mostly, mean in a platonic way, like she doesn’t want to make it seem as if they’re close friends when they’re less than that, I say mostly because I actually may make her have a “crush” on him for like comphet reasons) she's mostly just the sweet one and that's about it, she's a bit creeped out by Kelsey though, catches him staring a lot (y'know it's funny, usually she'd be honored if a cute boy was staring at her)

Julius restraining the urge to claw out Reed's eyes every group meet up<3

Julius also desperately needs a wheelchair (walking with crutches for such a long period of time gets tiring) but his parents can't exactly afford it

At group meetings Kelsey literally talks to no one BUT Devon (and well, Oswald) like I don't even mean he only has conversations with him I mean if he isn't talking to him he'll just be standing or wandering around looking lost and shit (he thinks the others seem nice but he can barely even make eye contact)

My AU's Kelsey isn't an entity or whatever he's just a weirdo and got into some concerning shit (kinda like Vanny basically) + Kelsey doesn't get lured into the suit, Dev was planning to but Kelsey got really apologetic and shit and it kinda made him feel like awkward and guilty, Dev was still kinda considering it but then Mick kinda interfered

Kelsey does go missing the same day he was supposed to die, Mick and Devon don't tell anyone about the fact that they were kinda the last people who were aware of his whereabouts, etc.

Either way Kelsey doesn't die (kinda) so that's the important thing

Kelsey has some weird mini Freddy Fazbear robot-doll thing that he keeps in his room, Dev says it's cool but Mick thinks it's, off(Yes, it's a Lonley Freddy, Yes, it's Alec)(when one of your 7-8th grade besties is trapped in some weird robot doll thing you have and you don't even know😋)

#fnaf #fnaf au #fazbear frights #fazbear frights au #fnaf greg #fnaf sarah #fnaf millie fitzsimmons #fnaf devon #fnaf kelsey #fnaf oswald

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can you do ♡ and ♦ headcanons for jake and venus pls?

Absolutely!

Family headcannon-

Jake always knew he wanted kids. Venus was unsure, not so much the "do I want kids?" part. Moreso, she wasn't sure if she would find someone to have kids with. So she became very open to the idea of adoption.

When she meets Jake, it's the first time she can imagine herself having kids with a partner. She's prepared herself for the idea of adopting a kid as a single mom. But with Jake, she can see herself having a family. All it takes is her visiting Jake's family, where she sees him interacting with his nieces and nephews and she's sold.

They have twin girls. Emma Kate and Collete "Cole" Leslie Seresin. Then, their third is a boy, Thomas Jacob Seresin. I can see them for their fourth child, adopting or fostering (who they end up adopting). I can see Jake wanting to honor her wish to do that.

I can see Venus really connecting with an older child. She understands that the guard they put up is a means of protection (as does Jake), but she's able to break down that guard. I can see her connecting with an older kid in the foster system and that child is a bit hesitant around Jake, and Venus (while totally understanding of why), shows them that he is a sweet, loving guy who wants to be the dad they deserve.

Quirks:

Venus acts like she's high and mighty, but that girl LOVES the Bachelor. Jake introduces her to Love Island (recommended by one of his sisters) and she LOVES it. They both watch it. A contestant says "Can I pull ya for a chat?" And they give each other a look that conveys a whole ass conversation. I just seen these two so content to sit on the couch next to each other, eating Thai food ❤️❤️❤️

#ask #jake and venus #anon

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aclaywrites · 6 months

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Oh hey 1990!!! This is an unnecessarily hostile tone to take with your readers, I feel. ‘Why can’t you name more than two lesbians?!? What kind of lesbian are you!!!!’ 😂

Rather than a list of the names we all know, let’s try and list out lesbians of 1990! See if we measure up to the Lesbian Standards set by women who wonder if you actually want to cheat on your girlfriend with her mom.

Billie Jean King pops to mind. She’d been outed thanks to that lawsuit. Rita Mae Brown had published Rubyfruit Jungle, which is about as lesbian as it gets, but I’m not sure she was famous enough in general circles to count. According to Wikipedia, Martina Navratilova has been out since 1981 (though Rita Mae said when they were dating that Martina was so far in the closet ‘she was in danger of becoming a garment bag’). kd wasn’t out til 1992.

There were plenty of rumors! Kate Jackson from Charlie’s Angels was a name that often came up. And there were numerous stories of Jodie Foster and Kelly McGillis fighting over Whitney Houston on the set of the Accused. But there was still a huge price for being out at the time. So I guess the answer to ‘Why can’t you?’ Is because they still needed to guard their secrets in order to protect their lives and careers.

#lesbian queries #lesbian query of the day #lesbian #lesbian history #lesbian celebrities #ingenue dykes in Hollywood #herstory #gay shit #gay #gay history #lgbt #lgbtqia #lgbtq community #jodie foster #whitney houston #k.d. lang #tennis

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4 and 18 for odessa!! (or alternatively, casilda lore??)

aHHHHH someone asking about my girl Casilda! 🥺 she and Odessa are the main ones I'm currently fixated on, so I'll answer BOTH~ (ironically, they both have gardening as hobbies, and that happened by sheer coincidence, but seems fitting.)

Odessa

4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? Odessa's parents were very active in her life and in raising her. She was their only child, so they maybe spoiled her a little--but just with love. They'd take annual trips to local conservatories and zoos on her birthdays and just basically let her infodump about all the plants and animals she'd been reading about. They, unfortunately and very suddenly, died in a freak ice storm when she was a teenager. (This is a plot point that links back to a handful of stories we'll be writing, so I'm trying to be vague in case anyone reading this wants to read her stories!)

18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games, and anything else! books: horror and science-fiction, a little fantasy. she's really partial to Stardust by Neil Gaiman, might even call it her favorite (right next to the works of Mary Shelley and Shirley Jackson). music: pop (especially 70s/80s pop/rock, her mom's favorite) and guitar-heavy rock (some favs include ABBA, Marina, Madonna, Fleetwood Mac, Kate Bush, The Offspring, and Taylor Swift). tv shows and movies: sci-fi, comedy, a little pickier with horror movies as opposed to books.

Casilda (as with Odessa, I'm going to assume anyone reading this knows something about The Sandman TV show. anybody let me know if you want a scattered/messy Casilda lore post like I did for Odessa! basically all you need to know for now is that she's originally from the 1600s, and joined the realm of the Dreaming after her death in the Waking, and she works in the palace of Dream of the Endless.)

4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? in her Waking life, Casilda only really got to know her father; her mother died in childbirth while having her younger sister (Casilda was about 4 years old). Her family was very poor, and worked at any trade they could manage to try to get by (mostly vegetable and animal farming). Her father was kindly, and tried to give his daughters the best life he could. He fostered her love of art, even if he didn't always understand it, and often went without things for himself to buy her books and painting supplies.

18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games, and anything else! Casilda is such a romantic; she can't pass up a good romantic drama of any sort. she and her sister used to sneak into productions of Shakespeare plays when they couldn't afford tickets. Once she arrives in the Dreaming and has access to essentially the whole history of books, she gets really into Jane Austen and the Bronte sisters. but, given where she lives, she also regularly devours some fantasy adventure stories. George Méliès' adaptation of A Trip to the Moon impressed her so much that she still calls it one of her favorite movies. her best friend curates all the history of the Waking's music, so she's been introduced to a lot of new genres since the invention of the record player. her favorite, though, is folk music. she's fond such modern artists as Sinéad O'Connor and The Crane Wives! (her best friend is getting her and Dream into grunge rock and bubblegum pop, though, since they both missed the 80s and 90s due to Plot Things. so far, Casilda is really enjoying Britney Spears!)

I'm THRILLED that people are actually sending me questions about my characters, like this has totally made my week omg ;u; thank you so much for asking!!!

#ask #thelivingautomaton #oc talk #odessa #casilda #text #text heavy

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Ruby Cullen (anteriomente Ruby Delani) é uma vampira. Ela é filha adotiva de Carlisle e Esme Culllen, assim como irmã adotiva de Rosalie Hale, Emmett, Alice e Edward Cullen. Ela é a esposa de Jasper Hale, também é cunhada adotiva de Bella Swan e tia adotiva de Renesmee Cullen.

Ruby é uma jovem imortal criada por Sasha, e irmã biológica da criança imortal, Vasilii. Ruby nasceu durante uma das pragas das crianças imortais. Ela é considerada parte do coven Denali. Quando os Volturi descobriram a existência de Vasilli - depois que ele massacrou uma vila inteira - eles executaram tanto Vasilli quanto Sasha, devido ao perigo que ele representava para a comunidade vampírica, tendo como testemunha, Irina, Tanya, Kate e Ruby.

Ruby Cullen is a vampire. She is the adopted daughter of Carlisle and Esme Cullen, as well as the adopted sister of Rosalie Hale, Emmett, Alice and Edward Cullen. She is the wife of Jasper Hale, is also Bella Swan's adoptive sister-in-law and Renesmee Cullen's adoptive aunt.

Ruby is a young immortal raised by Sasha, and the biological sister of the immortal child, Vasilii. Ruby was born during one of the plagues of the immortal children. She is considered part of the Denali coven. When the Volturi discovered of Vasilli - after she slaughtered an entire village - they executed both Vasilli and Sasha, due to the danger she posed to the vampire community, with Irina, Tanya, Kate and Ruby as witnesses.

Nascer/born: 1000 DC; Alasca/Alaska

Criada por/created by: Sasha

Espécie/species: Vampira/vampire

Família/family: Jasper Hale (marido/husband), Carlisle (pai adotivo/adoptive dad), Esme Cullen (mãe adotiva/adoptive mom), Rosalie Hale (irmã adotiva/adoptive sister), Emmett Cullen (irmão adotivo/adoptive brother), Edward Cullen (irmão adotivo/adoptive brother), Bellan Swan (cunhada adotiva/adoptive sister-in-law), Renesmee Cullen (sobrinha adotiva/adoptive niece), Vasilli (irmão biológico/biological brother), Irina (irmã adotiva/adoptive sister), Kate (irmã adotiva/adoptive sister), Tanya (irmã adotiva/adoptive sister).

Personalidade/personality: Ruby é considerada uma pessoa muito calorosa. Diz-se que ela é teimosa e obstinada às vezes. Ela tem uma personalidade muito brilhante e é constantemente comentada por ter uma aura muito calorosa sobre ela - algo que ajuda a atrair seres espirituais para ela, para que ela possa ajudá-los. Ruby usa seu tempo livre, já que os vampiros não dormem. Ela passa a noite lendo livros, jogando videogame com seu irmão adotivo Emmett ou experimentando a última moda/maquiagem com sua irmã adotiva, Alice. Ruby gosta de ouvir uma grande variedade de músicas, afirmando que gosta de ouvir qualquer coisa que pegue seu humor. No entanto, ela gosta de fazer piadas sobre a escolha musical de seu irmão.

Ruby is considered to be a very warm person. She is said to be stubborn and headstrong at times. She has a very bright personality and is constantly talked about as having a very warm aura about her - something that helps draw spiritual beings to her so that she can help them. Ruby uses her free time, as vampires don't sleep. She spends her evenings reading books, playing video games with her foster brother Emmett, or trying out the latest fashion/makeup with her foster sister, Alice. Ruby enjoys listening to a wide variety of music, stating that she enjoys listening to anything that catches her mood. However, she enjoys making jokes about her brother's music choice.

Aparência/appearance: Ruby é uma jovem que tem um rosto atraente com olhos verde-azulados, cílios escuros e cabelo loiro. Seu cabelo na altura dos ombros é usado em uma variedade de estilos diferentes, embora geralmente usado puxado para trás com um clipe, expondo sua forte linha da mandíbula. Ruby parece estar ausente de maquiagem pesada e usa uma quantidade mínima de joias, geralmente apenas um colar ou pingente. Ela usa uma variedade de estilos diferentes de roupas, desde malhas coloridas, jaquetas jeans e jeans, vestidos florais de verão, cardigãs com sandálias ou botas e, ocasionalmente, combinando com lenços coloridos.

Ruby is a young woman who has an attractive face with blue-green eyes, dark eyelashes, and blonde hair. Her shoulder-length hair is worn in a variety of different styles, though usually worn pulled back with a clip, exposing her strong jaw line. Ruby appears to be absent from heavy makeup and wears a minimal amount of jewelry, usually just a necklace or pendant. She wears a variety of different styles of clothing, from colorful knits, denim and denim jackets, floral summer dresses, cardigans with sandals or boots, and occasionally matching with colorful scarves.

Habilidades/skills: Habilidades básicas de vampiro/Basic Vampire Abilities, Auto-controle/Self control

Habilidades especiais/special skills:

Alukinesis: Ruby pode criar alucinações à um indivíduo ou a um grupo de pessoas, é extremamente eficaz, distorcendo a realidade pode trazer a cada um uma realidade diferente acompanhada na maioria das vezes dos sintomas de tontura e confusão. Tendo uma grande associação com a escuridão e os medos de cada um faz com que Ruby tenha a fórmula perfeita para atormentar seus inimigos e os deixando prontos para o abate.

A Alukinesis não pode ferir um indivíduo fisicamente, embora ele tenha a impressão de estar sofrendo é apenas psicológico. Ruby possui em especial olhos completamente brancos sem nenhuma íris, Quando a habilidade é ativada mãos negras saem de dentro dos olhos, a pele também pode tornar uma tonalidade cinza quando a Alukinesis for utilizada. Se usada com muita intensidade ou por muito tempo podem ocorrer sangramentos no nariz e boca de Ruby.

Cria pequenas criaturas, sombras ou sons apenas para atormentar sua vítima, tem como único propósito o medo. Pode criar criaturas maiorias e varias aparições desta vez os sons já são muito próximos e a vista do indivíduo já ficará turva, a área de visão se limita muito o deixando com a impressão de estar preso em uma "bolha de escuridão". A vítima pode começar a delirar e suas alucinações não se limitam mais ao medo, o podendo deixar em estado de euforia ou ter o mesmo efeito de drogas como LSD. Adentra no mais profundo de sua mente e trás a tona os maiores temores de alguém, chance de ter forte enxaqueca alguns dias após.

A forma final da Alukinesis, pode afetar ate mesmo Ruby, semelhante ao 81% porem muito mais intenso, pode enlouquecer a vítima e ela ou causar algum dano cerebral caso usado por muito tempo, do contrato nenhum deles terá sequelas.

Alukinesis: Ruby can create hallucinations to an individual or a group of people, it is extremely effective, distorting reality can bring each one a different reality, most often accompanied by symptoms of dizziness and confusion. Having a strong association with darkness and one's fears makes Ruby the perfect formula for tormenting her enemies and leaving them ready for the slaughter.

Alukinesis cannot physically injure an individual, although he has the impression that he is suffering is only psychological. Ruby especially has completely white eyes without any irises. When the ability is activated black hands come out from inside the eyes, the skin can also turn a gray hue when Alukinesis is used. If used too intensively or too long, Ruby's nose and mouth may bleed.

It creates small creatures, shadows or sounds just to torment its victim, its sole purpose is fear. She can create most creatures and several apparitions this time the sounds are already very close and the individual's sight will already be blurred, the vision area is very limited leaving him with the impression of being trapped in a "bubble of darkness". The victim may start to delirium and his hallucinations are no longer limited to fear, they can leave him in a state of euphoria or have the same effect as drugs such as LSD. It gets into the depths of your mind and brings out one's greatest fears, the chance of having a severe migraine a few days later.

The final form of Alukinesis, can affect even Ruby, similar to 81% but much more intense, it can drive the victim crazy and she or cause some brain damage if used for a long time, from the contract none of them will have sequels.

Notas e curiosidades/notes and curiosities:

. Durante seus primeiros anos como vampira, Ruby costumava usar sua inocência infantil para atrair as pessoas para ela, antes de se alimentar delas.

. Ela era inicialmente uma estudante de psicologia. Que inclusive é graduada na área.

. Ruby é interpretada por Leah Pipes ao longo da franquia.

. During her early years as a vampire, Ruby would often use her childlike innocence to draw people to her, before feeding on them.

. She was initially a psychology student. Who even graduated in the area.

. Ruby is portrayed by Leah Pipes throughout the franchise.

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