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Guardian Angel 🖤 Part 2 🖤

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Chapter Summary: The search for truth begins on your part as you grapple with what happened, while Leon offers comfort. AKA Leon is our gaslighting King.

🖤Pairing: Yandere!Leon/Fem!Reader

🖤Tags (not all apply to all chapters): NSFW, Masturbation, Dubcon, Sex, Gaslighting, canon typical horror and gore descriptions, probably eventual kidnapping or kidnapping like behavior, use of pet names like bunny. Leon induces some PTSD like flashbacks on purpose, general things of that nature. Unwanted creampie, etc. Probably treat as dead dove. There is sexual content in this chapter.

Sorry this one was wayyyy longer than I expected it to be. We’re finally getting to the good stuff, so I wanted to use this chapter to set up the local for future ones. We’re definiiiiiiitely going to get to see the more directly psycho side of Leon after this. <3 As always this was inspired by @hxllfiredoll's amazing writing so you should go check out her Yandere!Leon fic too. ;)

You woke up a few hours later, your eyes crusty and sore. The clock on your nightstand read 12:04pm. So you slept until the afternoon, great. You willed yourself to sit up before rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. Leon was sitting next to you on the bed. So he did stay. Sighing, you looked over to the man who was flicking through his phone. He turned to meet your gaze with a soft smile. “Hey, you’re awake.” “Oh uh, yeah.” Speaking felt weird, your throat felt tight and sore. You still couldn’t get over the impending feeling that something was just simply wrong. The previous night had been so strange. Was it really all a bad dream? There was just no way.

“Are you feeling better?” “Yeah, I think I am.” The words didn’t come out as confident as you would have liked, but you didn’t want to steal anymore of his time than what was necessary. You strained the muscles in your face to force a smile. “Thanks for staying. Last night was really weird, I don’t normally have dreams like that.” “Don’t worry about it. Always happy to help, you know that.”

You averted your gaze. That strange feeling just would not go away, something was wrong. Something was very wrong. Your limbs feel heavy with anxiety. You didn’t want to be rude, but you really wanted to be alone now. “I don’t wanna sound like a jerk but . . .” “You want me to leave?” “Sorry. I just want to take a longer shower and get ready for work.” You gave him a nervous smile in return. “That’s okay, I understand. I’ll be next door if you need me.” “Thanks again for staying. I really appreciate it.” He waved you off as he got up to exit the room, you waited until you heard your front door open and close. You sat in your bed for a few more moments looking around the room expecting something to be out of place, expecting something to jump out at you, but everything was normal. Between the boyfriend situation and Leon being kind enough to have stayed with you, you felt a little guilty remembering the way you’d gotten off thinking of your neighbor the other night. You wiped the thought from your head, you didn’t have time for that now.

You picked up your phone again, muttering to yourself. “Let’s try this again.” You unlocked it and opened your text messages. Still there was no thread with Derek. You tried his number again. Still disconnected. Social media? Still nothing. Unlike the previous night, instead of panicking again you rubbed soothing circles into your temples as you let you take in a few deep breaths. An idea occurred to you, you began opening your messages with your friends and family, group chats, DMs, anything you could. Surely you’ve spoken with someone about him. “Oh what the actual fuck.” All messages from any more than two weeks ago were gone, on all platforms. No mention of Derek. You chucked the phone in frustration before throwing your legs over the bed and making your way to the bathroom to clean yourself up and think about what to do next. You settled on seeing if maybe you could locate someone else who knew Derek, just one person to confirm you weren’t crazy.

Once you were showered and dressed in fresh clothes, you picked your phone up off the ground and sent a quick text to your boss, calling out for the day. Stuffing the phone in your pocket you exited your apartment with determination, a mission. You would find someone who knew Derek, you would prove you’re not crazy. I got this! Unfortunately for you, the government had ways of making people forget, making people comply. A lesson you would learn the hard way.

The first place you stopped was Derek’s job. He worked at some upscale cafe whose name you couldn’t pronounce. You’d never been there before, but you remember joking with him that a coffee shouldn’t cost almost ten dollars, when he’d brought a menu home once. “I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” “I said we’ve never had a Derek Shultz work here ma’am.”

“What? That’s not possible – forget it.” You left, feeling your stomach drop. Ok, maybe he lied about his job. You never actually went to the place before. You thought in an ill-attempted way of trying to calm yourself down. You tried his friends next. They scoffed at you, they claimed to not know Derek, and they claimed to not know you. Ridiculous. This is so fucking ridiculous. You were running out of hope by this point.

There was one last place you attempted. You rattled the fancy brass knocker against the double oak doors. If there was anyone, anyone at all who would remember Derek, then it would be his family right? You’d only ever been to his family’s home once, knowing his mother never liked you. She saw you as not being good enough for her son, or her family as a whole. This was the last place you ever thought you’d be, but you were desperate.

The door opened and there she was, his mother. The woman stood there, her entire being putting on airs for those around her. “Can I help you?” She asked with an irritated tone. “Hi Mrs. Shultz, I was just wondering if you’d heard from Derek recently?” The look on her face warped from annoyance to confusion for a moment. “Derek? I think you have the wrong address. There is no Derek who lives here or works here.” You don’t know why, but that just broke you. You’d flittered around all day from person to person trying to find evidence of your boyfriend, and now even his own mother was acting like he didn’t exist? “What are you talking about, he's your son!” You snapped. “He’s your fucking son, my boyfriend. Derek Shultz.” You couldn’t stop yourself from making a scene on her doorstep, absolutely hysteric. The woman gave you a look of concern and fright. “Look, I don’t know you or what your problem is. I am going to close the door and you have five seconds to get off of my property before I call the cops.” She said before slamming the door in your face. You’d never felt so defeated before as you walked sluggishly from the Shultz’ driveway to the local park, slumping against the bench. The warm breeze of the late afternoon blew your hair, you focused on the trees swaying back and forth and the laughter of children on the playground. You focused on anything and everything you could but your own thoughts, because if your thoughts were true, then you’d need to check yourself into a local psych ward. What the fuck is wrong with me?

You dragged yourself from the bench, making your way back home. Your limbs didn’t feel like they belonged to you, you were on auto-pilot being puppeteered by some outside force other than your brain. You stopped only once when you passed the alleyway, daring to look down. As if it was happening before you again, you could see your boyfriend’s face twisted and deformed into a mess of tentacles. The snarling. The gargling when his body slumped to the ground. You felt the same over encompassing fear, reaching a hand out as if you could do anything to save him.

The second your senses came back to you, you noted there was nothing there. No body. No blood splatter. Absolutely nothing. Not one piece of evidence that the awful nightmare had ever occurred. Hot tears poured silently down your face as you ran home, not bothering to pay attention to your surroundings.

The breath was knocked out of you as you whipped into an all too familiar wall of muscle. You looked up and saw through glassy eyes the blurry mix of honey blond and blue looking back at you. Leon. You had run smack into him for a second time.

Wait. You’d run into him! You’d physically collided with him and he was in your home earlier.

He’s real. Leon is real. Leon is real and familiar.

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~ He knew it would be easy, but he didn’t think it would be this easy. Not even a full 24 hours had passed and here you were, breaking down. He saw you coming a mile away, but decided to stay where he was so you’d smack into him again. So scared. So confused. You looked so pretty when you cried, his sweet little bunny.

He knew the second he saw the text to your boss what your plan would be. You never missed work. An adorable creature of habit. He wished he could have followed you today on your adventure, but he had actual work to get done when you parted that morning.

But now here you were, so defeated, wrapping your arms around him desperately like he was the only thing holding your body to this earth. “Hey, shhhhh.” He cooed softly, tilting your chin up to look at him. He brushed the tears off your cheeks with his thumb with soft circular motions. You were babbling, trying to get him to understand that you didn’t know what was real anymore, you were questioning your whole reality. You think you had a psychotic break. His poor little baby, you really needed him now.

When his gentle touches weren’t working to calm you down, he crushed you into a bear hug with his strong arms and held him until you went slack. “Hey it’ll be alright.” He assured you. “It’ll be alright.” He opted to lift you and carry you to his own apartment this time, sitting on the couch with you on his lap. He held you close to him while you choked out soft cries fisting his shirt. “That’s it, let it all out.” He was savoring you now, the way you felt against his body just felt right, natural. The smell of your hair was intoxicating, he rested his chin on your head just to get closer to it. He was so lost in his enjoyment of the moment, he hadn’t even noticed when your sobs stopped. He was pulled out of his reverie by your soft voice, quiet as a mouse. He looked down at you to meet your gaze. “What do I do, Leon? Should I check myself in somewhere?”

His heart thumped when you said his name. Asking him for advice now? Such a good little bunny to instinctively trust him like this. “Mmm.” He said, pretending to think, as if he didn’t already know the answer. “No, I don’t think you need to do that.” “But then . . . I don’t know what’s going on with me.” “Well . . . I won’t pretend to know what’s going on either, but sometimes stuff just happens. Maybe you just need a reset to clear your head. Do something spontaneous.”

Leon watched as you gave him a confused look, lip bitten while you thought about his words trying to find meaning in them. “What do you have in mind?” “I was thinking maybe an impromptu road trip? Disconnect from the world for a while. I know of a great place with a view of the lake. It’s a few hours from here and it’s secluded enough that you can even see wildlife in the woods. Only if you’re comfortable of course.” He hoped you’d go for it, he didn’t want to have to take the forceful route on this. “I don’t know if I could miss time like that on such short notice, especially without a medical reason.” “Then quit.” He said nonchalantly. “I don’t think I can do that Leon . . . even if I am crazy I still have bills and responsibilities.”

Sweet little thing, you’re not meant for using your brain, you don’t need to think. That’s why I’m here, just say yes. “Hey, just do it okay? I can even get you a job at the office when we get back, if ya want. We’re always in need of people to help with paperwork. You know you can trust me, have I ever let you down in all the time we’ve been neighbors?” ~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

You couldn’t believe you were going to do this, then again you couldn’t believe a lot of what was going on recently. His voice was just so soothing, and those eyes were like the ocean, how could you say no? Besides, maybe he was right. Maybe all you needed was a little reset to clear your head.

You thought about Derek for a moment, a heaviness in your heart. You knew he wouldn’t be happy with you alone on a roadtrip with another man. . . but Derek doesn’t really exist right? So it’s okay? The thought of that did not truly make you feel better. Then you thought of your friends. They’d kill you for being so stupid as to go all alone with a guy you didn’t know that well. But he wasn’t a complete stranger after all. Leon worked for the government and he’d always been kind to you. For god sakes he’d just let you waste the last several of his hours crying and spouting nonsense to him. Of course you could trust him. “Okay. Alright, let’s do it.” You thought you were going to melt when you saw the smile that spread across his face. You’d never done anything like this before, but somehow Leon instilled a sense of confidence in you that you really needed right now. You texted your boss letting them know you’d have to quit due to a personal emergency, then blocked the number, not feeling like putting up with any return messages or questions. It felt freeing in a way to let go of everything.

Leon was kind enough to let you borrow a suitcase as you rushed to pack everything you’d need. The last thing you went to grab was your jacket, digging around in your closet you stepped back confused. You always wore that jacket, you’d had it forever. When was the last time you wore it? You stood in thought for a moment, mind going back to the nightmare . . . you remember digging your pocket knife out of the jacket and then — you stopped yourself from completing that thought, shaking your head. No, that wasn’t real. Don’t think about it. That wasn’t real. Maybe the jacket wasn’t real too, just let it go.

You jumped when you felt Leon’s hand on your shoulder. “Is everything okay?” “Yeah I’m fine, sorry. I’m ready to go.” He insisted on carrying the luggage for you, of course he did, because that’s just who Leon was, a really nice guy.

You sat in his Jeep while you watched him come out of the gas station, handing your fountain drink to you. The sweet bite of the Dr.Pepper mixed with the cool night air was refreshing for sure. You couldn’t help but steal glances over at Leon while he drove, hoping his focus on the road meant that he didn’t notice you essentially checking him out. You knew Leon was fit, you’d crashed right into him twice. But you’d never seen him without a jacket on before, always with those nice leather and bomber jackets. The T-shirt he wore really showcased his biceps, like they were straining to get out of the confinement of the fabric. Fuck you thought guys like that only existed in magazines honestly. Those hands too, you never noticed what nice hands he had before, large with lithe fingers – they looked like they would feel nice on your thigh right about now.

You felt a bit guilty, so you pushed those thoughts out of your head. Leon was trying to help you, you didn’t want to take advantage of that.

You took the last sip of your drink and yawned, hard. You weren’t sure why your eyelids felt so heavy, you’d slept for so long the night before, you hadn’t expected to zonk out so quickly. You rubbed your eyes, bounced in your seat, flipped through radio stations, anything you could to try and stay awake. You wanted to keep watch of the scenery on the drive, keep chatting with Leon, but you just couldn’t. By the time he’d pulled over at the next gas station on the outskirts of the city you were done for, the only thing keeping you conscious was the goosebumps forming on your cold skin. “Hey, you looked tired, why don’t you close your eyes, I’ll wake you up when we get there.” “Can’t, too cold to sleep.” “Here take my jacket.” He pulled it off the back of his seat and wrapped it around you like a blanket. It was plush, warm, and smelled like Leon. “Are you sure?” You asked groggily. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Besides, I can’t let a pretty girl freeze to death.” Pretty? That was the first time he’d ever said something like that to you. If you’d been more awake you probably would’ve reacted, blushed even. But now, you were so tired all you could do was let your eyelids close as you drifted off to the sound of the passing traffic on the road.

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

Leon was glad the gas station had been empty around this time of the night. He’d picked this one specifically because it was run by a family, with only one security camera at the register. He grabbed your requested cup of Dr Pepper and quickly mixed the powder into it. Tasteless, effective. You’d be asleep soon enough. As much as he would’ve loved to bathe in your voice and chat the whole ride, he couldn’t have you paying attention to too many surroundings on the way to your special destination. Now he knew his little bunny wasn’t that perceptive, you probably wouldn’t have bothered to retain the visual information around you, but he could never take chances when it came to your safety. And that was the whole point of this, to get you somewhere safe. Somewhere only he knew. The way you’d give him little glances though was killing him. If he were a lesser man he would’ve pulled off the road somewhere and took you then and there - but he was not a lesser man, your first time was going to be special, he would make sure of that. He opted instead to just enjoy the way your eyes scanned over him. He had worn this shirt on purpose anyway, to give you a little taste of what’s yours. He’s glad you liked it, he knows you never stared at your dead what's-his-name anyway, that look was only for Leon.

He waited a while once you were asleep to gently take your phone from your bag, turn it off, and tucked it away with his own belongings. You wouldn’t be needing it anymore, something like that just wasn’t very safe, ya know? People could track your location. Concerned texts from friends might put some false doubts in your pretty little head. It was best Leon took it, for your safety.

While he was at it, he gently checked through the clothes in your bag, he grabbed anything that even remotely looked like pajamas and tossed them into the gas station trash can. He would’ve thrown them all out honestly, you were going to be much better off with what he had planned, but he knew that would be too obviously suspicious even for his dumb little bunny. This was the last stop on the way to the rest of your life, he was excited as he turned the keys in the ignition again and took off on the road again. He did hear you whimper a few times, clearly still having bad dreams, that made his heart hurt a little. Don’t worry sweetheart. Everything will be okay. You have me.

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

You were jostled awake by Leon’s hand on your shoulder. “Hey, we’re here.” You rubbed your eyes and cracked your neck, sore from the way you’d fallen asleep leaning to the side. You unbuckled yourself and quickly exited the vehicle, happy to stretch your legs and take in your surroundings. When Leon said he knew a place this is certainly not what you had expected. You were picturing a cabin, or something similar. Instead you were greeted with a huge old farm house in front of you seemingly in the middle of nowhere, trees abound. Behind you there was a gate with a code to exit and enter. “Is this an Airbnb you got?” You asked him with a raised eyebrow. “Oh no, I own it. Well actually my parents left it to me. I don’t stay here though because it’s way too far from the office and civilization, it makes a nice vacation spot though.” “Oh.” “Sorry, I should’ve made that more clear.” He said as he pulled the luggage from the jeep and walked them over and set them on the porch. He pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, flipping the lights and AC on. “Don’t worry about the smell, it’ll disappear after the air has been on for a bit.” You nodded, stepping into the home. “Wow.” Everything inside looked original. There were a few upgrades clearly to things like the appliances, the huge TV in the living room, etc. But everything else looked vintage. You were impressed, it was like a house you’d see on the home improvement channel.

“Like it? I spent some time fixing it up.” “Yeah it’s amazing.” You ventured around a little more, taking everything in, familiarizing yourself. Leon showed you the bedrooms, the bathrooms. He of course gave you the master bedroom to stay in, ever the gentleman. “Alrighty, so I do have a few ground rules okay?” “Like what?” You asked with your eyebrow raised. “No going into the attic or basement. The attic is used for storage but the flooring up there isn’t very safe, so you could get hurt. The basement is similar, I have some private stuff down there.” That was peculiar. But it was his home, and it’s not like Leon was a serial killer or anything. “Mkay, sure thing.”

The rest of the day had gone great. Leon took you down to the river as promised. You swam, listened to music, talked. He was a funny guy, in a corny dad-joke kind of way, and god those abs. When he’d taken his shirt off only wearing those swim trunks, you finally got a good look at him, lean, muscular. Like something from a Greek sculpture. If Adonis was real, you thought Leon would’ve been his incarnation.

You stopped yourself from staring too much, again not wanting to make this platonic trip awkward. In addition though, you couldn’t get the heavy feeling of guilt to go away. While you tried to push your apparently fictional ex out of your mind, he just kept weaseling his way back in. Hopefully that feeling would go away over the next few days, or the trip would be a bust. Once the sun had started to set, you packed up and helped Leon carry your items back to the house. You had to insist on doing so as he wanted to handle everything himself, with enough pushing though he finally relented.

“I’m going to go change and then I’ll be back down for the movie.” You said running up the stairs to the bedroom. You hadn’t bothered to unpack fully yet, only opening your bag to grab your bathing suit. Now that you were really looking, you noticed something was missing. Where are all the pajamas I packed? You found a few day outfits and extra bathing suits, but your night time clothes were gone. “Did I forget to pack them? No, I remembered packing my fluffy shorts for sure…”

Come to mention it, you haven't seen your phone either. You hadn’t used it, but left it in the front pocket of your bag and now it wasn’t there. Maybe I left it at home? But I don’t go anywhere without my phone.

Your heart rate started to go up as that familiar feeling of dread was overcoming you. Leon must’ve thought you were taking too long because he knocked on the not fully closed door before cracking it open a little. “Hey is everything alright?” “No, not everything is alright.” You said frantically tearing apart your stuff. “I know I packed them. I know I did.” “Packed what, what’s wrong?” “My phone, my pajamas! They’re gone.” You trembled going through your stuff for the umpteenth time. “Are you sure you packed them? I mean I was with you for most of it and I honestly don’t remember you grabbing anything that resembled pajamas. I just thought maybe you tossed them in when I wasn’t looking.” “Leon, I know I packed them.” “I’m just saying, it’s been a rough few days. I’m sure maybe you left them on your bed along with your phone since you were packing in a rush.” “But I know I did – I…” What else could you say?

“Look, it will be okay, don’t sweat it. You can borrow some of my clothes for bed if you’d like. They’d look cuter on you anyways.”

You couldn’t help the blush that creeped its way onto your cheeks, despite the gnawing feeling in your stomach. His smile was so sincere. Maybe he was right. You just left it at home, you were worrying for nothing. “O-okay.” He disappeared and reappeared handing you a black t-shirt which was far too big on you along with some soft sweatpants that you had to roll up at the waist to keep on. You let your hair down from its bun before trodding back downstairs to sit on the couch with him.

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Leon had ensured the house was ready long before your arrival with him, he’d been prepping this for a while now making sure it was perfect for you. Prior to waking you up to come check things out, he ran around ensuring his prep work was holding up. The gate could only be opened biometrically using his data, the hidden cameras were connected. He double checked to make sure he removed the locks from the correct doors, and the ones with locks worked properly, among other things. Anything and everything to keep his bunny safe.

The home was his personal fortress just for you. You wouldn’t be going anywhere without him, and even if you managed to escape, the property line goes well into the woods, all staked out and surveillanced by him of course. But he’d get to that with you later. For now he just couldn’t wait to enjoy your time together. You had all the time in the world for him to teach you how things were going to work from now on, to accept things.

His instincts were right too, when he saw you looking at him down at the lake. That’s right bunny, soak it in again. I’m all yours baby girl, and you’re all mine. Fuck if you didn’t look beautiful in that one-pieced swimsuit too. Of course he had to remind you to wear sunscreen though, even basic safety precautions you seemed to be unaware of. Silly bunny.

Then back at the house, wrapped up in his too big clothes, damn you were perfection personified for him. It was a reminder of how small and fragile you were. A reminder of the necessity for him to watch over you, keep your glass lid on.

Leon had even picked this movie just for you, his special girl, though he wouldn’t tell you that. As far as you knew he selected the movie at random. He saw the look on your face when he started the Zombie movie from Netflix, before you steeled yourself. It was just adorable how you try to put on that brave face, not wanting to admit to being too chicken to watch a scary movie. Oh but this one was very special indeed, he selected this movie because the effects on the zombies were the closest thing he’d ever seen to the Plagas in Hollywood fiction. Don’t worry though baby, he’s here for you. You’re safe with him.

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

You couldn’t believe the movie he picked, especially after everything you’d told him the past few days. He insisted that watching a horror movie was a great way to release anxiety in a controlled environment – it sounded logical you supposed. There was also a small part of your pride that didn’t want to be defeated by a stupid movie, especially after how pathetic you’ve acted and felt around him. You plopped down on the spot next to him. It didn’t take long for you to unravel. It started with you clinging to the throw pillow, unconsciously making your way closer to Leon with each jumpscare. Then 30 minutes in, one of the zombies exploded into a new type of monster. Suddenly you were back in the alley again, staring at Derek’s twisted malformed face before it exploded. That repeated in your mind over and over again like a never ending loop, you hadn’t even realized you were shaking or crying until Leon had you lying down while he held you close, using his whole body to squish you between him and the couch. “It’s okay bunny, I’m here.” He said, stroking your cheek. Did he just call me bunny? You didn’t have time to question it as more sobs choked out of you. “It’s okay, I’m sorry for the bad choice of movie. I promise you’re safe with me, I won’t let anything happen to you. You’re safe.” You wriggled yourself until you were able to roll over awkwardly in the limited space to face him. He touched your foreheads together and closed his eyes for a moment, you did the same, lying in his comfort again. “Hey pretty girl.” He whispered against your lips. “Why don’t I distract you for a bit, hmm? Make you feel real good, to make up for it. I saw the way you were lookin’ at me in the lake, and in the car.” Your face turned red instantly, so you’d been caught, damn. You weren’t so sure this was the most appropriate way to comfort someone, but his words sent heat straight down between your legs. Like usual, he wasn’t wrong though, that feeling of unease hadn’t fully left you perhaps this would be a good distraction.

You didn’t get the chance to answer full as his lips connected with yours, soft and warm. Delicious and comforting. You leaned into the kiss happily as he ran his tongue over your bottom lip asking for entrance, you happily obliged allowing his tongue to dance with yours. Your sloppy wet makeout session was only interrupted when Leon moved to get off the couch, leaving you whining. “Don’t worry, I’m just moving locations that’s all.” He said lifting you up to carry you to the bedroom. He gently plopped you on the bed, he leaned over you connecting your lips again, softly this time before he trailed kisses down your neck, nipping every now and then causing you to jolt. His expert hands slid up your shirt to cup your breasts, running his fingers over your hardening nipples. You unconsciously bucked up into him, wanting to appease the growing need between your legs. “Don’t be impatient sweetheart, I’ll take care of you I promise.” After leaving a particularly rough hickey on your neck, he lifted your shirt up enough so he could suck and lap at your nipples with his tongue, teasing you further. He was moving at an agonizingly slow pace, causing the slick between your legs to pool even more. You bucked upwards again, hoping he’d get the picture. “Leon, please.”

“Alright, alright.” He said trailing kisses down your stomach giving a little lick just before the rolled up waistband of his pants. He gently slid them off of you, panties and all, the cold air hitting your exposed cunt made you shiver. “Oh bunny, look at that, you’re so wet and I haven’t even touched you here. You must really like me, I’m honored.” He teased as he began to kiss and suck at your thighs, leaving hickeys between your legs while you squirmed about. He finally made it to your poor pussy, poking his tongue out to lick one stripe across your clit. The sensation jolted you and you let out a short moan. He tested again this time, flicking his tongue up and down repeatedly before circling it around your clit. Every now and then he’d change up and lap at your hole to taste your juices. “Fuck baby you’re delicious, I could stay down here all night.” You couldn’t help but buck into his mouth, his words heating your body up more. He pulled you closer to his face, hooking his arms around your legs to keep you right where he wanted you. He was done teasing you now, the tent in his own pants growing. He devoured you like a starved man, working his tongue in ways you couldn’t have conceived as he lapped at your clit and fucked your hole on his tongue. “Oh fuck, fuck Leon I think I’m gonna—” You came undone the second he sucked on your clit, feeling the heat explode between your legs as you finished in his mouth. He gave you a few more lazy licks just to get your reaction as the overstimulation would cause you to squirm and whine in his grasp. He let go of your thighs and kissed his way back up until your mouths were connecting again. You took the opportunity to run your hands all over him, feeling every tight muscle starting with his shoulders all the way to his abs, and then lower. “Oh.” “Oh?” “You’re just a lot bigger than I expected.” You said as you gave a few languid strokes to cock fat heavy cock. You could hear him chuckle in response to that.

“Worried it won’t fit?” “A little.”

“Don’t worry baby, it’ll fit or I’ll make it fit.” Those words sent another shock of heat between your legs, your pussy clearly rearing to go again. He gave you a few soft kisses before he gently removed your hand from himself, lining up the fat head of himself at your hole. You threw your hands up to his chest. “W-wait.” “What’s wrong sweetheart?” “Sorry I should’ve said this earlier, do you have any condoms, I’m not on the pill.” “Oh you know I didn’t think to bring any, don’t worry though, I’ll pull out okay?” Better judgment would’ve told you this was a bad idea. You didn’t have better judgment though, all you had right now was Leon.

“Okay.”

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

Of course you weren’t on the pill, Leon knew that. He didn’t really care though. Get pregnant, don’t get pregnant. It’s whatever to him. What he does know is that your tight little hole belongs to him, and he has to cleanse it for you, which is exactly what he intends to do. He pushes in slowly at first, hissing when he finally makes contact with your tight wet heat. “Fuck baby.” He says sinking deeper and deeper until he’s bottomed out in you. He took a moment to let you adjust, and to admire that dazed look on your face. You looked so dumb and cockdrunk already, he hadn’t even moved yet. God you were made just for him.

He gives a few shallow thrusts enjoying himself while he watches you writhe beneath him. “Look baby look how far I am.” He said placing his hand on the bulge in your tummy, he watched as the added pressure caused your head to roll back and body to arch. “You’re so pretty like that bunny.” He said pulling out to the tip before slamming back in jolting you. Every reaction you gave him was delicious, he could tell you were so close again, and while he normally had a lot of stamina, you were his weakness right now. He didn’t know how much longer he himself could last as he began to fuck you into the mattress, so he opted to use his thumb rubbing rough circles over your clit in time with his thrusts. He knew you were close when it felt like your little pussy was attempting to pull his cock right off his body with how tight you were getting. When he felt that last gush of wetness from you and the feral moan that escaped your lips, he was done for. Despite your own sense of bliss, he could tell you knew he was close too as he thrusted rapidly to chase his own high. He saw the concerned look on your face, he ignored it. Leon groaned as he finally felt the coil in his own stomach snap. He felt you try to squirm away. “You promised –” but he ignored you in favor of pulling you closer, fucking himself blissfully through his orgasm, holding your hips like a vice ensuring you weren’t going anywhere as he filled you up. “Oh shit - sorry baby. I’m sorry, I guess I got too carried away. We’ll get the morning after pill mkay? Promise.” He leaned forward to kiss you. He was lying through his teeth, but it didn’t matter you needed this, even if you didn’t know it. He knew you trusted him. Good little bunny you should, he always knows what’s really best for you.

He collapsed next to you on the bed pulling you close, placing soft and sweet kisses to your forehead and face.

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

You laid there fucked out in his arms, under different circumstances that would’ve been the perfect distraction, but this time around you were left with a sense of shame and guilt. You weren’t sure you fully believed him about accidentally getting too carried away, but that wasn’t even on the forefront of your mind. Derek. There he was again, the gnawing feeling of guilt. The feeling of dread. The feeling that something was wrong. You tried to push it out of your head. You tried to relax in Leon’s touch. You tried to sleep. You just couldn’t. “Leon…could you take me home?” You swear you saw an annoyed look cross his face, but only for a brief second. “Right now? It’s the middle of the night. We also have several more days planned.” “I know I just…. I don’t feel right. It has nothing to do with you or this.” You said motioning to your bodies. “I just think I’d be more comfortable at home. I think I want to check into that psychiatric clinic. Please? I’m so sorry I’ll owe you one, I know I’m being a pain in the ass.” “No.” You looked at him shocked. Did he really just? “What?” “No can do.” He said, wearing a serious expression on his face. “Why not? I mean I can wait until morning.” “No. You agreed to this trip with me, you’re not leaving. I’m not wasting the gas to drive you back.” You looked mortified by his words. “Then let me use your phone to call a friend to come get me.” “No.” Your hands began to tremble slightly at that word. What the hell was wrong with him? He can’t just fucking keep you here right? “Leon… please take me home or let me call someone.” “No.” “Le–” “Sweet little bunny, you’re not going anywhere.” He said with a look on his face that sent fearful shivers down your spine. You didn’t know what the hell had gotten into him, but you didn’t want to stay to find out. You looked around the room seeing he left his keys and phone on the table in the hallway through the open door. You gulped before making a b-line for them, you thought luck was on your side as your hand made contact with both items. You practically launched yourself down the staircase and out the front door to his jeep, sitting in the drivers side. You were shaking as you turned his phone on hitting the emergency dial button as you started the ignition in the jeep. All you kept getting was an out of service error. “Fuck!” With the jeep turned on you finally saw Leon walk out of the house, having put on a pair of sweatpants, he leaned against the door frame watching you. He didn’t seem all that concerned which made you feel more nervous. The gate! Fuck what were you going to do about the gate? Maybe you could ram through it? That was the only plan you had, you shifted the jeep into reverse and slammed the gas, but nothing happened. You saw mud slinging about and the sound of tires moving but you weren’t going anywhere.

Shit. Fuck. Shit. Shit. Shit. You slapped your hands on the steering wheel in a tearful fit of rage. You hadn’t noticed Leon began to make his way to the Jeep, by the time that occurred to you, you tried to scramble out the other side, but he had already grabbed your arm.

“Let me go you fucking asshole.”

“I just gave you the best dick of your life and this is how you’re going to act? I’m wounded, bunny.” He said hoisting you out of the vehicle effortlessly. You don’t even think he used any strength at all. As he carried you back towards the house you beat on his back and flailed in a useless attempt to get him to let go of you.

Before the door closed, you caught a glimpse of the front tire with a boot on it. He booted his own vehicle? What the fuck.

“Sorry sweetheart, this is for your own good ya know? I didn’t want it to have to be this way, but since you’re gonna act up, we’ll have to start your lessons sooner rather than later.”

You had no idea what that meant, but a new fear made you cold to your very soul when you saw him open the door to the basement. You hadn’t the bravery to even imagine what was going to happen next.

You wouldn’t have to though, Leon was going to show you.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #yandere! leon kennedy #fanfiction #resident evil #reader insert #resident evil 4 #re4r #re4r leon #leon kennedy x y/n #female reader #yandere leon kennedy

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gavisuntiedboot · 1 year

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heyyy could you please do one where you go random grocery shopping w gavi and basically just having a normal day hanging out together?? im so sorry if its very vague i just saw smth similar in my dream😭

A/N: this one has been sitting in my inbox for so so long but I never forget about any of y’all 🫶

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“Why are you dressed? Where are you going?”

Gavi’s head peaked up from over the back of the couch, the show the two of you had put on still playing on the background. He had fallen asleep on your lap about an hour ago, waking up to find your hoodie clad form trying to quietly open the door.

“I’m just going to the store to get a few things missing for dinner. I was just going to let you sleep - you seem like you could use the rest, mi amor.”

Gavi sat up fully now, rubbing his eyes and stretching, the golden light of the late afternoon sun bouncing off his tanned skin. His hazel eyes were hooded as they met yours, a pout across his plump lips.

“You don’t want me to come with you?”

Fuck. He was just so adorable.

“I want you to relax on your day off. But I would love of you came with me, Pablito. Go out on one of our sweaters - it’s chilly out.”

“Our sweaters?” Pablo asked, peering at you from over his shoulder with one eyebrow raised. Over the last year, you had slowly stealing over 80% of Gavi’s clothing with sleeves, and you occasionally let him loan them back out.

“I bought all these sweaters with my hard earned money and I have to make an appointment to wear them.” Gavi came out in his dark green Zara hoodie, spraying it with 1 million by Paco Rabanne.

“It’s my ticket sales that pay that salary, so these hoodies are still mine. Come here.”

You hugged him close, deeply breathing in his cologne. You drove to the grocery store by your house, Gavi grabbing a cart and following you around the store.

You scanned the shelves, grabbing items and handing them to Gavi, who arranged them in the cart. You moved towards the sweets aisle, standing in front of the shelves and staring up at the massive selection before you. Two arms wrapped around your waist, and you felt Pablo rest his head on your shoulder.

“Should we get Cadbury eggs or Reese’s bunnies?”

He hummed to signify that he was thinking, pulling you closer against him.

“Why don’t you get both if you can’t decide?” He asked, punctuating the sentence with a kiss on your cheek. You giggled at the sensation of his lips on you.

“Noooo Pablo, we don’t want all chocolate candy. We also want some of the sour patch kids. And some skittles. And-“

“We might want to get some toothpaste as well. Are you trying to kill us with sugar?” He asked, grabbing the items from the shelves.

“Shut up. I love sweets.” You said, moving to the end of the aisle and spotting the sour patch kids at the top. You stood on your toes to grab it, shirt riding up. You felt someone pull the hem of your sweatshirt down.

“Amor, stop showing off my girlfriend to the whole store. This is private property.” Gavi said as he kissed your temple. He released you, reached up and grabbed your sweets from the shelf, and tossed them into the cart. You grabbed the cart, moving towards the fridges, and Gavi grabbed the bar as well, caging you in his arms.

You two continued to walk around the grocery store like lovesick teenagers - maybe that’s what you were. There was nothing in the world that brought you more joy than this domestic bliss. Walking around your local grocery store, telling little jokes and stories, grabbing whatever snacks tickled your fancy. Gavi kept his arms around you, giving you somewhat discrete kisses as you two continued your shopping. At the end you scanned all your items, and as you were digging in your purse, you heard the ding of Apple Pay.

“Pablo! Why did you pay for the groceries? I wanted to treat you to dinner!”

He smirked at you, grabbing the bags.

“It will be a cold day in hell when I let my girl pay for anything. Besides, amor, you’re going to cook for us.”

You smiled, grabbing the last bag that he couldn’t carry. You two got in the car, and as you drove home, Pablo continued to tell you stories about football and training, feeding you sour patch kids on the ride home. This was it. You were in love with Pablo, and he was in love with you. And it made everything, even buying groceries, feel like a magical and memorable moment that you never wanted to end.

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A/N: short and sweet 🥰🥰 hope y’all enjoy, and please feel free to send requests for new imagines (or or or - as a treat for reading this far, send things you really want to see included in the next part of just pretend 🤭). Love y’all!!!

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 1 year

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(Genshin Impact) Yae and Lisa's S/O being a heavy sleeper

That just straight up sounds like a cartoon.

Yae makes it a personal game of how many things she can get away with before her S/O wakes up.

So far her record has been, all at once:

- Having her shrine maidens sing, - Yae throwing a fish from the pond onto their face, - a fox sit directly on their face, chest, and stomach, - a light shock from her Electro Vision - lastly, screaming directly into their ear.

The thing that wakes her up, much to her amusement, is Yae's bonking them over the head with a book.

(Yae) "Ah, finally awake. That's a shame."

The shenanigans she gets up to when they take a nap is one of the funniest things in the world to her.

Lisa simply chuckles and carries on with her day, letting them rest. If they didn't bother her during her beauty sleep, why should she?

Depending on the weather, she puts a blanket over them and either reads a book next to them or makes tea.

She normally would try to be careful not to wake them, but she can be as loud as she wants, to the point of breaking glass, and S/O wouldn't even stirr.

Lisa likes this, since she can plan all sorts of little surprises without fear of them waking up.

For a joke, she once had Klee put a Jumpty Dumpty onto their chest, while Amber put a Baron Bunny next to it.

They were duds, but S/O wouldn't know that. And since they wouldn't wake up in a while, the joke would be even more funny once they did.

Lisa was reading a book when she heard the scream of terror come from S/O, making her keel over laughing. She honestly forgot about that since it was so many hours later.

#genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #yae miko x reader #lisa minci x reader #yae miko #lisa minci

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altheasmeadow · 1 year

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Cat Nap

Word Count: 696

Warnings: Mentions of narcolepsy (incase that's triggering) none other than that.

Summary: In which sharing a sleep schedule in separate time zones was not a good soul bond.

“Good news it’s not narcolepsy.” The doctor hummed looking down at her chart with an odd look.

“Then what is it? Because falling asleep in the middle of work is something I can't afford.” She frowned, twiddling with her fingers trying to wring out her anxiety.

“Seems it’s your soul bond, you’re connected by sleep.”

“Oh that’s perfect!” Her father cackled, finding the whole things amusing.

“Dad!”

“What? I’m not wrong, you are paired with someone who sleeps a lot, it would explain your recent insomnia spells if you live in a different time zone.”

“Let’s not go into time zones, maybe they work a night shift.” She groaned, packing her bag after filling out the necessary paperwork to leave.

“I don’t know honey.”

“Are you packed?” She wondered, hoping to change the topic, her father rolled his eyes, putting the car in gear and backing out of his parking space.

“Yes, I am. But I’m not comfortable leaving you here alone.”

“I’m a fully grown adult.”She deadpanned, not liking that her father was babying her.

“A fully grown adult with a soul bond that causes her to sleep sixteen hours a day, I mean come on, is your soulmate a cat?” He argued, turning a corner.

“Probably, you know I’m a cat person.” She shrugged, not even thinking twice about the joke her father had cracked, “I can survive alone.”

“No you won’t because I think you should come with me.” He blurted, earning an eye roll.

“This is ridiculous.”

“No it’s really not, if you’re here you’ll eat during the night and it’ll mess up your systems more and make you sick. So come with me and I can monitor you. You’re already basically in Korea’s time zone with the way you sleep so you won’t have to readjust much.”

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And that’s how she ended up in Seoul, South Korea. Her father had a huge conference to attend here and so she was mainly left to her own whims. After about two days she realized she really was on Korea’s time, she slept perfectly through the night and woke up more energized than ever, and her father was rather smug about this when he noticed. One day she was taking a walk near the river when she saw six men playing around in the grass, one of them looking her way when he noticed the eyes, he gave her a weary bunny-like smile before turning away. She looked around to find a bench, though someone was already sitting on it, there was enough space for her to give them distance. So She sat on the edge of the bench and looked up at the clouds with a soft smile, not noticing the soft gaze she received or the thrumming under her skin from the bond, all she knew was the most relaxed she had ever been, and as she dozed off, the man next to her followed in suit. And so they rested, the most content faces being shown to the members nearby who knew Yoongi would never fall asleep next to a stranger, so he must’ve fallen asleep before she sat. Jungkook walked over and woke his hyung up but was startled by Jimin’s gasp, he glanced back to see what was going on and followed Jimin’s eyes to the woman on the bench began stirring, which really didn’t make much sense, they hadn’t made any noise.

Yoongi grumpily woke up, shaking Jungkooks hand off of his shoulder, reaching out to the woman subconsciously, and when their skin connected, the thrums were impossible to ignore for her, making her gasp loudly.

“Oh My God.” Taehyung watched on with wide eyes as Yoongi initiated affection with the stranger, Yoongi pulled her close nuzzling into her neck sleepily which she squealed a bit at.

“Are you actually a cat? Cause if you are, my dad is going to love this.” She teased, causing Yoongi to bite her gently in defiance. It might’ve been too soon for that in normal relationships, however soulmates were known to basically jump each other on sight so he’d say this was pretty tame.

“Oh you are such a cat.”

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bitchyglitterfox · 1 year

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Angel - Pietro Maximoff x F!Powered!Reader

Warnings: fix it fic where Pietro doesn't die at the end of Age of Ultron! Medical jargon is probably incorrect.

A/n: Anyway this is for a friend of mine who asked where Wanda's brother's fics were and why I haven't written any. Heres to you 🫡

All grammatical errors are my own bc I don't have beta readers.

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“Male, Caucasian, approximately 22-24 years of age, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, abdomen and arms. His breathing is labored and blood pressure low.” One of my nurses says as we wheel this unknown man into the O.R.

“Alright! We need gauze, bowls and scalpels and blood! GO! GO! GO!” I yell at my team trying to save this young man’s life. I may be only 20 and one of the youngest surgeons in the world but my team knows I care about them and only yell when it’s something crucial.

“Here ma’am, everything you need.” Maria, my head nurse tells me while I walk into the room gloved and masked.

“Alright ladies and gentlemen, we are going to save this man’s life.” I say looking around the sterile room.

*6 hours later*

“Alright we did it, great job guys. Move him over to an empty recovery room and let them know their friend is fine.” I say walking out. I go and stand near the coffee machine and buy myself a cup.

“So Doc, how's the kid?” I look up and see an old friend.

“Well, Stark, how many times have I told you not to call me Doc? Reminds me of Bugs Bunny, and he’s doing fine. We managed to save him, just barely. He lost a lot of blood, had multiple breaks, what the hell were you guys fighting?!”

“Uh robots, and besides if you had come along with us like I keep suggesting and using those wonderful powers you have-“ I cut him off before he can even finish his thought.

“Stark I’ve told you before, I’m not properly trained for combat, I’m just a doctor, and I’ll tell you what I’ll go and heal all his wounds right now, that way you’ll have him back.” I say sipping the black hot liquid.

“And I told you (y/n) there’s more out there than just shitty coffee and white walls. Listen I'll pitch the idea to Fury to have you move to the compound and become an avenger, you could help a whole lot more people if you agreed” He says as he walks back down the hallway and out the door.

I threw the cup of coffee away and walked into Pietro’s room. I learned of his name after the operation. He honestly looks very peaceful just lying there sleeping. I go and close the blinds and shut and lock the door. I don't need anyone not authorized to know about my powers to come stumbling in the room.

I take off my glove and remove his blanket from his chest; I take a deep breath and lay my hands on his chest. A white light filling up the room along with the slight hum of the machines connected to him.

When I finish he begins to slowly open his eyes. “Is that an Angel I see? A beautiful angel?”

I blush slightly “No Mr. Maximoff, I can assure you that I am no Angel. I am your Doctor; my name is (y/n) (l/n).”

“So I do have an angel in front of me because only an angel would have such a beautiful name as that.” He said smiling.

“Well it’s good to see you are getting back to normal brother” a female voice came from the door.

“Well that is my que to go, I’ll be checking back on you tomorrow and if everything looks good, you should be free to go within the next few days” I say sliding out of the door.

“She seems nice” I hear his sister say as I walk back to my office. Wait, how’d she unlock the door? Did she see me use my powers? All these questions went on swimming through my head.

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“Good morning Mr. Maximoff, how are you feeling?” I asked while walking into his hospital room, looking at his medical charts “are you eating alright?”

“Good, I've gotten my strength back and maybe that means my speed came back?” he says, getting up in his bed.

“Wow there mr maximoff you've only just started healing and you only recently had surgery. It might take some time for your speed to get back.” I say while gently lying him back down on the bed.

“Alright but promise me once we're out of here and I'm no longer your patient we will hang out and be friends yes?” he says while smiling the dorkiest of smiles I've ever seen.

“Yes, we are already friends but when you get released we can hang out” I say while grabbing my clipboard and walking back out of the room and closing the door. I lean against the wall outside and take a deep breath, wow i can't be falling for my patient but he wont be my patient next week, no next week he’ll be my teammate.

Just before walking into his room this morning I had gotten a call from Stark informing me I would become an official member of the team, healing them whenever necessary as well as healing those injured during missions.

This will surely be a fun experience especially when I have a handsome man like Pietro on my team.

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dixonsgirl93 · 9 months

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Stitches

Gift for @barbwire-batz ’s Birthday! (Thank you for the inspiration to write this!)

Daryl x Masc!reader

Location: Hilltop

Word count: 839

Content Description: Y/N is the doctor of Hilltop. Daryl is a day late from what should have been a simple supply run. Y/N gets anxious until Daryl shows up injured.

Yesterday, Daryl and some of the others went on a supply run. You had been checking up on old patients, making sure their injuries were healing fine, all the while expecting Daryl back that afternoon. When the afternoon came and went, anxiety set in. You’d starting messing up with your checks of the infirmary until Tara suggested you take a break and tried to reassure you Daryl would be fine and she was sure he’d be back soon.

So you spent the next couple of hours trying to distract yourself. You tried to nap, having not got much sleep the night before, but your brain wouldn’t shut off. You tried reading but just couldn’t focus. You eventually settled on lying on the sofa and staring at the ceiling, worrying yourself sick with all the things that could have gone wrong.

You were on the verge of truly convincing yourself he wasn’t coming back when you heard the distinct sound of the gates opening.

“THEY’RE BACK!” Someone yelled in the distance. In an instant you were on your feet, yanking open the front door and sprinting to the gate. You saw a dark figure at the front of the group, clutching his arm but otherwise seemingly fine.

“DARYL!” You yelled, rushing to him.

“Woah! I’m fine, I’m fine.” He soothed but your eyes and hands were on his arm, he was covered in blood. “Looks worse than it is, trust me.” He tried to reassure you.

“Still, it could need stitches. Come with me.” You grabbed his uninjured arm and pulled him to the infirmary where you unceremoniously forced him to sit on the bed. You turned and rummaged for first aid and other supplies, laying them out on the dish. You were so racked with worry you could hardly look at him. No, you needed to focus. Otherwise you’d throw yourself in his arms and sob and he’d tell you you’re being silly.

“Y/N.” He called, his voice soft. Your heart ached and you stopped what you were doing, your back to him.

“I was so worried.” Your voice broke and you turned to finally look him in the eye. “What happened?”

He shrugged. “Just normal stuff.” Then he lifted his arm. “Snagged it on a tree. I wasn’t bit. I’m fine.” He repeated. But you didn’t believe that.

As you tended to his injury you could feel his eyes burn into your head.

“I’m glad it’s not worse. Otherwise I’d have to keep you in here all day.” You finished him up and, standing very close to him, you looked up into his blue eyes.

“All day, huh?” He smirked.

You wagged a stern finger at him. “Don’t go getting any ideas!”

Daryl smiled and held up his hands in surrender. “Wouldn’t dream of it, bunny.”

“Bunny? That’s a new one.” You blushed at his casual use of a nickname for you.

He shrugged. “The way you ran to me, so fast. But you’re too handsome for an…another nickname. Bunny suits you.” His voice was soft, his eyes never left yours. You blushed again and looked down, absentmindedly caressing his new bandage.

“Well, thanks. I quite like it.” Your eyes reached his and you grinned.

A few days later the door of the infirmary burst open as you’re making your checks of stock. Daryl is slumped between two men.

“Quick! Get him on the table!” One of the men shout.

“Oh my god!” You exclaimed, panic rising in you at the sight of all the blood. You cleared the way and they got him onto the table and you found the issue easily, a blade sticking out of his side. Your eyes widened and you stared between them all. “What happened?!”

“Accident.” Daryl muttered from the table.

“An accident?! How… How?!” You turned to grab your stuff but still looked over at everyone in the room. “Tell me!”

“Just stitch me up, little Bunny.” Daryl, while full of pain, still managed a teasing tone.

“How though? You weren’t even outside the gate. I don’t understand.” As you talked, you worked on stopping the bleeding and taking out the blade. Your assistant pressed a rag into Daryl’s side.

“Told ya. Accident.” He grunted and winced at the pressure.

“Fine. Don’t tell me.” You muttered.

You finished patching him up and he lay back, eyes fluttering shut, breathing steady. “Pain meds will kick in soon.” You ripped your gloves off and stood over him, tentatively touching his chest.

Daryl lifted a hand and placed it on your cheek. He smiled weakly. “Guess you gotta keep me here a while, huh?”

It clicked then.

“Did you do this on purpose?!”

He didn’t answer.

“That’s so stupid! Why?” You almost yelled.

“Any excuse…to spend more time with my…honey bunny.” He smirked and his whole body relaxed into what was undeniably sleep.

“You’re such an idiot.” You leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead, gripping his hand in yours. You sat with him then, glad to be with him too.

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mirisss · 2 years

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I Like The View Chapter 4

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Summary: Minho and Felix both want to get a cat to have in the dorm. Hyunjin and Seungmin want to get a dog. Jeongin, Changbin, and Jisung don’t really care, they just want a pet. Bang Chan isn’t sure about either idea as he doesn’t see them having the time to take care of a pet. However, can Bang Chan resist the idea of a pet, or well a hybrid, when the cute little bunny hybrid stands before him?

Warnings: Screaming, public shaming, threats, panic attack, slight violence

Word count ≈ 5.1k

Taglist: @ayoo-bangtan, @lose-lose07, @kingcarrot-thecarrotking, @starjane312

A not from Mirisss: Thank you for the patience with me publishing another chapter. I’ve had a lot to do and been quite tired so I haven’t had the energy to write but finally I have somewhat finished at the point that i had planned. Also, thank you so much to everyone who has shown any interest in this story.

Please don’t mind any spelling mistakes :)

Please reblog if you like it!

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7,

Now, the adventures of tomorrow and every day after that await her. But all the cute bunny hybrid could think or dream of was how happy she was to have been found by such sweet and loving people. Her last thought before falling asleep was: I can’t wait to go clothes shopping with them tomorrow!

Even though hours passed before the sun rose and morning arrived, (Y/n) believed only mere seconds passed. Perhaps it was because she for the first time in years could sleep for real without worrying about anything. The safety of the eight young men living in that dorm brought her a sense of comfort she had never felt before. (Y/n) woke up to faint voices and the light sounds of pots or something like it clinking in the kitchen. She slowly sat up and scratched her long ear before looking towards the bed where the oldest member of the band had slept during the night though unsurprisingly her eyes fell on an empty bed. She concluded that Chan must be one of the people in the kitchen as he wasn’t in his bed, even if she wasn’t aware of his daily schedule. (Y/n) stretched her arms and back out a little before she stood up, excitement filling her body as she thought of today’s awaiting adventure. Shopping with her new family. Family. Such a nice word. One she has never had the pleasure of believing in until now. The bunny hybrid sneakingly ventured out of the bedroom and walked towards the faint voices that were growing louder and louder the closer she came to them. Once right outside the kitchen (Y/n) came to recognize the voices of Lee Know and Jeongin, she could only hear two different voices and two different heartbeats meaning the other members were somewhere else in the dorm or perhaps outside of it. “Oh, (Y/n). Good morning!” A voice suddenly spoke behind her, spooking her, which caused her to flinch and start breathing a little heavier as she was caught sneaking around - something she was never allowed to do in previous homes. Once she had turned around and came face to face with Changbin she began calming down as she remembered that these men would never hurt her in any way. “I’m so sorry bunny. I didn’t mean to scare you, I’ll try thinking of that in the future,” (Y/n) shook her head, He has no reason to apologize I’m just being silly… “Don’t apologize Changbin, I shouldn’t be this frightened,” Changbin internally shook his head, anger rising within him as he thought of how the poor hybrid has had to live her life. “It’s okay to become scared when someone surprises you like this, it’s normal. Especially for someone of your background, having lived in such toxic environments isn’t right. You should never have to apologize for being scared,” Lee Know and I.N had heard the commotion from inside the kitchen but stayed dormant there in order to let Changbin and (Y/n) figure this out on their own. Lee Know and I.N knew that Changbin would probably explain this matter the best for the bunny. “I’m still sorry for reacting that way,” “It’s okay, you shouldn’t have to be but I understand why you are. (Y/n), if you ever want to talk about your past or anything at all you can always come to me. I’ll always listen to you, no matter how busy I am. Okay?” His smile was comforting and genuinely kind, Changbin’s personality felt like a soft and warm blanket that will protect you from any evil thing out to get you. Changbin felt like safety. “Okay. Changbin?” “Yeah, what is it bunny?” (Y/n) gave him a small smile, one that had grown from the night before. “Will you promise to come to talk with me if you ever need to say anything?” Changbin’s heart began beating faster, and his whole body felt warmer, such a sweet and loving soul this precious bunny has, and to think that there were people who have hurt her. “Of course, I will,” The two then both looked towards the kitchen door before looking back at each other, Changbin let out a little laugh at which a voice came flying through the door. “Come in here already, it’s not like we’re gonna eat you,” Lee Know. Of course, it was Lee Know. Even though his voice was harsh and sarcastic, it didn’t frighten the bunny, Minho was the man who saved her life so how could (Y/n) be afraid of him? (Y/n) and Changbin went into the kitchen to find Minho completely clean and composed while Jeongin was covered in what appeared to be flour. Minho looked over to the rapper and the bunny who just walked in only to find them staring with wide eyes at the maknae, he let out a laugh before explaining that Jeongin was going to try and throw some flour on Lee Know but managed to trip on air and throw it on himself instead. (Y/n) found herself holding back a little laughter at the image of I.N failing his prank, however, she quickly composed herself before she let it out - old memories surfacing back with countless people telling her she shouldn’t laugh as her laugh was ugly and undesirable. The maknae and the main chef ( yes I’m calling him that) caught the bunny hybrid's action but neither said anything. The boys had a discussion last night in their group chat about not pushing (Y/n)’s too much this early on, everything is different here but she needs time and space to find that out for herself. They won’t get anywhere forcing her to believe that because then she won’t actually believe it, but if she herself discovers that she can do anything here then she will understand that it really is that way. “Changin-ah set the table.” “But hyung-” “No buts, you want to eat, right?” “Yes, hyung…” Changbin gave a fake pout at Minho before moving to pick up the plates Jeongin had already taken out of the cupboard and then proceeding to place them around the table. “Can I do anything to help?” The bunny shyly asked to which she was met with that wide welcoming foxy smile from Jeongin. “Yeah, you can help me stir these eggs while I get the other bowl from the cupboard… you see Changbin-hyung is too short to reach it so I’ll help him out” Jeongin ended his sentence with a playful smile, (Y/n) answered with a small smile of her own - a smile that keeps growing each time she dares smile in this household. “Okay!” (Y/n) cheerfully responded to the maknae before stepping closer to the pan and continuing carefully stirring the eggs so that they became scrambled.

A few minutes later all the other boys came into the kitchen after Minho sent a text saying breakfast was ready and anyone arriving later than within a minute would go without food. (Y/n) was worried when she heard this and was ready to say that whoever that was could have her food but Changbin explained that Minho didn’t actually mean it, it was rather a tactic to get the members to hurry up and come to the kitchen. Once all eight boys and the bunny hybrid were in the kitchen they began eating. Once everyone was finished, Hyunjin and Seungmin were given clean-up duty with Felix and Bang Chan helping them out to finish it quicker. (Y/n), Changbin, Lee Know, Han, and I.N all went to get ready. “Hey (Y/n), did you sleep well last night?” The friendly quokka-looking human - also known as Han Jisung, asked the hybrid as he caught up with her while they walked from the kitchen towards the bedrooms. “Yeah, it was a very comfortable bed. Thank you for buying that for me. How did you sleep?” “I slept really well, except woke up in the middle of the night and was really thirsty so I had to go to the kitchen and get some water but then I fell asleep the second I laid down in my bed again,” “Oh, maybe you should have brought a glass of water with you into your room last night - you should definitely do that today,” “You know the funniest thing?” “No?” “I had a glass of water in my room but I forgot about it” The bunny hybrid couldn’t hold back the giggle that escaped her. Han’s own smile just grew wider seeing the bunny enjoying his mishap and feeling comfortable enough to let out a giggle. Further down the corridor, the other members who were not in the kitchen heard the giggle and they all smiled to themselves at the beautiful sounds. Each and everything she does makes them all for more in love with her. They all hope that she will feel the same for them, eventually. Someday, she will be strong enough to do so.

After 30 minutes everyone was ready to go out shopping. “Whatever you do (Y/n)... Do not take styling advice from Chan-hyung or Changbin-hyung… they only dress in black and while that can be stylish I think you should have more variation in your style so I recommend you take advice from myself, Jeonginnie and Seungminnie - And Felix for some things… Oh and if Han even dares to bring up anything about hats - just run, run in the other direction or you will end up with a hat bigger than you,” Hyunjin spoke sounding very serious but he kept a playful look on his face. “What about Minho-oppa?” “Hmmm, I guess his style is accepted,” And so they got in their cars and began driving towards the shopping center (let’s pretend that at least two of them have their driving licenses). The ride there was fairly calm. (Y/n) was bussing inside, she was so excited to finally experience the good in the world with her new family. Family. She would never grow tired of saying that word. “Excited?” Seungmin turned towards (Y/n) as he asked her his question. “Mm, very excited. A little nervous too. I haven’t been in large crowds before,” “Don’t worry, we’ll all be there and we won’t let anyone sweep you away. If you’re scared you can hold onto my hand while we walk, or anyone’s hand and we won’t let go unless you want us to,” The reassurance made her calm down and she was once again simply excited about going to the shopping center. The two designated drivers parked the cars and then the somewhat new-found family arrived at the shopping center. Once (Y/n) had gotten out of the car and the nine of them were about to walk into the shopping center she quickly walked up to Seungmin and carefully intertwined her small hand with his as she looked down at the ground, not daring to meet his eyes. He gave her a reassuring squeeze before he continued to walk. The other boys shared a proud look as their new family member warmed up to them step by step.

They walked around for about 10 minutes before (Y/n) seemed to find a store that caught her eye. A clothing store (of any brand) that had a stuffed toy bunny in the window with some cute stylish clothing. Hyunjin gave an approving nod after examining the store a little quickly. “Do you want to go in there?” “Can we?” “Of course bunny. Let’s go!” Seungmin began walking, still holding (Y/n)’s hand in his and by that hand, he pulled her with him as she was a bit uncertain about whether she really could walk in there or not. “Come on (Y/n)! Let’s find some awesome clothes for you” Jeongin said as he once again gave her that smile that reminded her of a dessert fox hybrid she used to know. “Okay,” For the first time since they left the car she dared to let go of Seungmin’s hand, for now, the crowd wasn’t too big so she felt safe enough to just be close to the boys but not holding on to them. At least inside the store, once out there walking between stores again she would hold on to someone. “(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Come check out this dress!” Hyujin half-shouted for the hybrid who quickly walked over to him. Hyunjin held a knee-length dress in his hands that were casual but could be dressed up with the right accessories, it was a marine-blue color, with ¾ sleeves and a round neckline that went just below the collar bones so it wasn’t too revealing, with a bit of a flowing skirt that looked light enough to wear in summer but still warm enough for winter with the right jacket. “Do you like it?” “It’s beautiful” “They have it in more colors, I just picked this one because it’s quite a nice color. Do you have a favorite color?” “I don’t know, I like all colors I think,” “Okay, let’s try some different sizes in different colors than to find the best one!” Hyunjin chooses some different sizes among that dress picking out the marine-blue, a lighter blue shade, a baby pink one, and a grey one. “(Y/n), come look here!” This time it was Felix who was calling her name, (Y/n) looked over at Hyunjin who was still looking at the different colors on that one dress. “Can I go over to Felix or should I stay with you?” “Huh? Oh, go on. You can go to him and I’ll continue looking around. You can try these later on,” “Okay, thank you, Hyujin” Hyunjin’s heart skipped a beat as she spoke his name for the first time without whispering it. (Y/n) walked over to Felix who was looking at some t-shirts that were both neutral and some with prints of animals, flowers, texts, and much more. Felix was holding a t-shirt in his hands that was a soft brown color (if anyone wants to imagine the clothes in any other colors - go ahead) and had a bright orange-colored carrot on it, it was cute and honestly very fitting for the hybrid. “I thought of you when I saw it so I kind of had to have you look at it” “It’s cute, is it soft?” “Very! Here, feel it,” Felix extended his arm towards (Y/n) so she could feel the material of the shirt. It was very soft, she liked it. Felix observed the bunny’s reaction to the fabric, he noticed that she kept squeezing the shirt and he concluded that she did like it from the way she didn’t want to let go of it. “Do you like it?” “Yes. It’s so soft,” “Okay, do you want the shirt to have a tighter fit or to be looser?” “I don’t know, I’m sorry,” (Y/n) looked down at the floor in shame as she couldn’t answer his question. “Hey, no worries. We’ll just take some different sizes and you can try them all on and say which ones you like and don’t like,” “Are you sure? I feel like I’m bothering you guys by taking unnecessarily long to decide what I want…” (Y/n) looked down at the floor in shame. “You’re not bothering us, we wouldn’t do this unless we really wanted to” And so they continued picking out clothes until all eight boys couldn’t carry anymore. They went over to the dressing rooms in order for (Y/n) to try on all the clothes, it took about one and a half hours for her to try every single item but she eventually managed. After gaining approval from Hyunjin, I.N and Seungmin (Y/n) ended up with around 75% of all the clothes she tried on. Once the group left that store they saw that more people had come into the mall. The halls were now filled with people who were walking, chatting, window shopping and even some who were running. The noise level was immense for the bunny with her enhanced hearing, the boys barely thought of the volume or number of people. This time they were walking towards the restaurants with a hungry Han leading the group, (Y/n) was walking behind the boys in hope of being protected from any prying eyes and from accidentally touching anyone other than Stray Kids. Unfortunately, her plan was not working once they came closer to the food court. Closer to the food courts you could find a myriad of people standing, walking and running around. Even the sturdy group of idol singers were separated in the crowd which, of course, meant that the small hybrid too was separated from them. (Y/n) could feel her breathing increase, her heartbeat was going crazy, anxiety was taking over, panic and her flight-or-fight system was hijacking. She was frozen. Standing in the hall. She couldn’t see anything, she didn’t hear anything either. All she felt was her body frozen in panic, until. Until someone harshly bumped into her making both her and the person fall down to the floor. (Y/n) let out a whimper, not because she was injured but because she knew this would mean trouble. Across from her was a middle aged man who wore a mean and angry look on his face. He stood up and began screaming as loud as he could, he was shouting so much that (Y/n) could barely understand half of what he said. Although, she knew that most likely he’s saying how this was her fault, the stupid hybrid who caused him to fall down, who hurt him. When the commotion began the SKZ members rushed over to see if the poor hybrid being shamed by this man could be there beloved bunny. Unfortunately, it was their (Y/n).

Changbin was furious at the man but also at the people standing around them who did nothing but enjoy the show. He stepped closer to the man while Minho and Felix went to check on (Y/n). “YAH! Shut up!” “Heh,” the man arrogantly scoffed as he only saw Binnie’s short build, he did not pay attention to the bulging muscles on the rapper’s body. “What do we have here? A little boy about to play hero? Go home, this runt is going to be put down for being so wild and attacking me,” “She’s not a runt. She’s my hybrid and I would watch my mouth if I were you. I’ll give you one chance to apologize to her or I’ll sue your ass for more money then you will ever have,” Changbin was holding himself back from attacking the man, he quickly looked back to see that (Y/n) was safe within the comforting arms of Felix. He did notice that her body was shaking as if she was crying. Oh that man is going to pay, he made their sweet little (Y/n) cry. “And how are you going to do that? Huh? Ask your mommy to help you? You could maybe afford an ice cream if you’re lucky” “Seungmin-ah?” “Oh, yeah. What is it, hyung?” “Call the company. This man has damaged someone under their name, is threatening me and our hybrid. Call them and say that we need our lawyer sent out asap while I get this mans information,” “Sure thing,” Seungmin easily made his way out of the worst crowd as people began recognizing the boys to be more than just young men, they were important people. “Now, apologize,” Changbin said with a stern voice as he also gave the man his best death glare that literally could kill someone. “Why should I? The stupid thing was in my way,” “You could have walked around her or used your voice to say ‘excuse me’, but no, you choose brute force and violence,” “Whatever, I’m leaving,” “No you’re not,” As the man turned around to leave, he was met with the icy look of a pissed of Jeongin. Jeongin and the man was about the same height, I.N was a bit leaner but you could clearly make out strong muscles on the boy while the man seemed quite weak as he was trembling while looking at Jeongin’s bare flexing arm. “Move it, boy” “Hyung! Lawyer will be here in 5,” Changbin chuckled as the man’s face contorted into one with panic. “I’m not moving unless you turn around to apologize and while you are at it, you can give us all the information our lawyer’s going to need so we’ll save some time. You see, we are all quite hungry,” I.N ended his sentence with a cocky smirk. The man was speechless. Never had he been confronted by such young people no matter what he has done. He kept trying to walk away but whenever he turned someone stood in his way. I.N, Changbin and Bang Chan being the scariest in the man’s opinion but Hyunjin, Seungmin and Han were not far behind. And as promised, 5 minutes later SKZ’s private lawyer from JYP walked in through a door and came right over to the crowd. “Move, lawyer on the go here” The woman said with a clear and loud tone, one that screamed BUSINESS. Once the man saw the woman come in dressed in a suit, holding a briefcase and was followed by two police officers, he realized that he had lost. He turned around until he located where the scared hybrid was hiding, still in Felix’s embrace, “I’m sorry for walking into you and for screaming at you” Then the man walked over to the lawyer to give her his information. The man hoped that if he apologized the boys would let the suing go. Alas his hope was for nothing. Changbin would not let this go, not for a million years. Fortunately, they had already intertwined the company with this which meant even if he wanted to drop it they company wouldn’t.

Bang Chan gave Binnie a pat on the back. “Good job standing up for her, for all of us” “Thanks, hyung. But we shouldn’t have had to do that, I’m just glad the company backs us up with this,” The crowd returned to what they were doing prior to the commotion and so the SKZ members easily regrouped with the terrified - still crying, (Y/n) in the middle of them. “Hey, it’s okay. That man was mean but Binnie took care of him, no one messes with our family,” Lee Know tried to comfort her but she was so shaken up from the incident that she could not calm down. The members tried many things in order for her to stop crying but nothing seemed to work, eventually (Y/n) ran out of tears and she shakily managed to whisper one word. A word that warmed the hearts of all eight SKZ members. “Home”. Home. Home, she wanted to go home. To their home. “Let’s go home. We’ll order some food on the way so it will be there just after we arrive home,” Home. Feels good for all nine of them to say and think of that. Many people would say that they have a weird family but they love it. Eight idols and their bunny hybrid. When they get home they will have some work to do with (Y/n) who managed to fall asleep in the car as she was so exhausted from her hysteric crying and light panic-attack.

2 hours later (Y/n) finally woke up again, during the car ride she rested her head upon Han’s shoulder. Even if Han was starving and would have wanted to eat in the mall he appreciated her skinship. She was somewhat alright, that’s all that matters. No one is physically hurt. The SKZ boys ate the food they had ordered for themselves and let (Y/n) sleep, they would order food for her when she woke up and could tell them what she wanted. Changbin carried her from the car into the living room where he carefully laid her down on the couch and then Hyunjin gently laid a warm blanket over her as their apartment was slightly chilly at the moment.

As previously stated, 2 hours later (Y/n) woke up from her slumber. A bit disoriented as she thought she would still be in the scary mall with that horrible man screaming at her but as she came to she realized that she was home. The feeling of still being in the mall was just a phantom feeling left by the nightmare that she had to be in as she slept. Small murmurs could be heard from some of the rooms and as she focused her hearing she could make out Felix, Seungmin, and I.N’s voices as they spoke and the clattering of three keyboards. They were probably playing some pc game together. From another room, she could hear hushed whispers and low music, most likely 3racha working on some new music for the group. That left Lee Know and Hyunjin. No matter how much she tried to focus she could not hear any of them, she wanted to speak with Hyunjin as she had not had the chance to interact with him that much yet. So the bunny set off from the living room on a hunt for the tall dancer.

First, the kitchen. He might be eating, or cooking… Does he cook? I don’t know, I’ll find out eventually. But the kitchen was empty, not a single sign anyone had been in there for a while. Secondly, his bedroom. (Y/n) walked down the hall to the room with a handpainted picture of a small dog with the writing Kkami on it, she remembered that Hyujin said he once had a dog called Kkami. Wonder if he can teach me to paint this well? The hybrid carefully knocked upon the wooden door and waited to hear Hyunjin’s smooth velvet voice from inside but to her surprise no sound came from the room. (Y/n) was daring and for a second forgot about all the rules she had ever been taught in previous homes - they don’t deserve to be called that… With her sudden confidence, she gently opened the door to peek inside, unfortunately, she found no handsome long-haired dancer inside. The room was empty. (Y/n) let out a disappointed sigh. She gave up on finding him by herself so she closed the door and dragged herself to Bang Chan’s room in which she had spent the night and knocked upon the door.

3racha all raised their heads at the sound, none of the members would knock on the door even if the producing members were working so all three knew who was on the other side of the door. (Y/n). “Come in!” Hannie said, seconds later the door opened, and (Y/n) stepped inside. “Hey bunny, how are you feeling?” “I’m okay Changbin-oppa. I was very shaken up but I think I’m fine now. Does anyone know where Hyunjin is?” At her question, the three 3racha members all smiled. “Yeah, Jinnie is at the company with Minho for a dance meeting, a special choreo thing the two are doing. They should be back in about 30 minutes or so,” “Oh, okay. Thank you. What are you guys doing?” “We are working on a song. We got some inspiration at the mall so we got right to it after eating. Right, about eating. You hungry?” Jisung explained and then he remembered that (Y/n) had not eaten any lunch and dinner time would be in a few hours. “A little but I don’t think I can eat a whole meal. After something like that I often struggle with eating,” “Okay, want me to make a smoothie for you? With berries, of course,” “Yeah, I’d like that Binnie. I’ve never tried one but they sound and look delicious.” Changbin’s heart skipped a beat at the nickname that so easily fell from (Y/n)’s lips. Chan and Han also noticed the nickname and shared a happy look as they both thought that (Y/n) was becoming very comfortable with them quickly so which they were happy about. They all wanted her to like them and feel comfortable, they wanted to give her a home she’ll never have to leave. Because in this short time, they have all grown to really like the sweet hybrid and they would hate to see her leave. So would (Y/n), she doesn’t want to leave these guys. They are like heaven, like a warm coat on a cold day, they are home.

Binnie left the room to quickly make some smoothies for the bunny, himself, and his producing mates. (Y/n), Chan and Han made some small talk about the coming days while he was gone. Because soon they would have to get back to work with performing, practicing, and all that. Chan wanted (Y/n) to be prepared for how it would work before they actually went anywhere. (Y/n) was a little confused, as she had never seen an idol’s life before she couldn’t imagine how it would be but she was willing to fight to be able to stay with her new family. At that thought, Changbin returned with a tray that had 4 glasses filled with a pink-ish sort of firm liquid within them that (Y/n) concluded looked absolutely delicious. “Here we go, a smoothie for hyung, a smoothie for the squirrel, one for the adorable bunny, and one for myself!” “Thank you!” Chan, Jisung, and (Y/n) all said in unison before taking a glass each and taking a sip. (Y/n)’s eyes become wider as she tasted what must have been a gift from god as she had never in her life tasted something so delicious, so good before. “Woah! This is amazing!” “Careful (Y/n). Don’t drink it too quickly because you’ll end up with a brain freeze and a stomach-ache,” Bang Chan said with a firm but caring tone, one she had heard before from a loving father to his children and she imagined that Chan probably acted as a father to the rest being the leader and everything. “Sorry,” “No don’t apologize, I just don’t want you to give yourself those problems,” And so (Y/n) stayed sitting close by as she listened to 3racha working on the song, slowly sipping on her smoothie, waiting for the tall and lean dancer.

~ To be continued ~

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Pancakes Household: Chapter 8, Part 2

In this part Fergus' sleepover continues then Eliza tells Bob about her pregnancy decision. It's a quick Freezer Bunny day and Iggy and Carson catch up after their scout meeting. Contains some sim spice, as usual no pixel private parts are shown.

For clarity Bob's nickname for Eliza is Jumble, and Eliza's nickname for Bob is Sleek. I'll try to capitalise them when they're being used as names to make any translations easier.

Eliza: Kids! Come eat! Bob left waffles

Drake: Sweet

Fergus: Did Atlas just disappear

Eliza: He left, he’s not coming back

Fergus: OMW mother what did you do

Eliza: Nothing! He was coughing and his mum rang and said she tested positive for Llamaflu and thought he should get home and rest just in case

Kelly: I hope he infected us all, it’s what I would do

Iggy: Fergus why are your friends so weird

Drake: I’m sure your friends are more weird

Ginger: *whines* just drop a corner, come on, give me a taste of waffle

Iggy: Kelly? Weren’t you just here

Kelly: It’s called a sleepover and if it goes well the watcher will count it as one of needed three gold sleepovers

Iggy: I’m not sure that’s how the watcher works

Kelly: How would you know? Had a conversation with them have you

Iggy: Just about how annoying you are

Eliza: Ginger? Where are you?

Ginger: *barks happily* 🎵trash, oh glorious TRASH🎶

Eliza: Ginger did you come outside?

Ginger: *barks happily* 🎶Trash I love you, oh trash I do🎵

Eliza: GINGER! We do NOT play in trash! Are you a common stray? No, you are meant to be domesticated. Get your paws OUT

Ginger whines sadly, learning not to play in the trash.

Eliza: There there, it’s okay. You’re still the best girl around here

Eliza: Lets go give you a bath before Bob decides you smell great in trash scents

Fergus: It’s called- mother, why are you here

Eliza: It is my house, I need good light

Fergus: But this is my sleepover

Eliza: Relax Fergus. I’m nearly done then I’ll leave you three in peace

Drake: Knew we should have done this at my house

Kelly: To bad you were to stupid to book this weekend first

The kids bicker and Eliza once again wonders how any of them call Kelly their friend.

Drake: I hope Atlas will be better for school

Fergus: The family always get their vaccinations, they’ll be fine

Kelly: Unless they all die

Drake: You don’t seriously think that

Kelly: Maybe they’re getting a visit from Grim right now, he’s going to get us all

Fergus: Oh yeah? Is Grim going to get Anya then?

Kelly: Obviously, Grim means business

Fergus: I forgot to tell you, I’ve joined the drama club

Drake: Why

Fergus: Just had a whim to try it

Kelly: Yeah I have whims to but they’re normally stuff like, make enemies

Drake: Do you actually have any enemies

Kelly: *sighs* it’s not for lack of trying, believe me

Fergus: Plus look at those two on the TV, they’re our age and they would have made money from this

Drake: Their parents probably forced them to do it

Kelly: Parents are the worst

Fergus: Make that all adults *titters* I’m an adult and you need to do what I say

Drake: If you don’t you’ll be sent straight to bed

Kelly: With no supper to wither and starve

The three wind themselves up with their impersonations and eventually have to give up on the film after missing what was even happening.

Fergus: Okay, story time! Come here Ginger, you can help

Drake: Why is your dog half inside your sleeping bag

Fergus: Dogs belong everywhere, don’t question it

Kelly: This better be scary

Fergus: Actually I’m going to tell the tale of a pirate

Drake cheers while Kelly boos. Fergus launches into his adventurous tale anyway. He has fun and the boys can see he’s practicing for drama club already.

We had some minor game glitches (by minor I mean it took between 1 and 2 hours of mod testing to find the culprit) so if there’s some continuity errors we will all just roll with it.

Bob arrives home happy. He had a stern critic come by the restaurant and rather than bore them with the house staple he decided to make them some comforting mac and cheese. He didn’t lose any job performance, so he calls in a vacation day for tomorrow. He sneaks inside past the sleeping kids and goes to find his wife.

Eliza: And that is why your only choice can be to invest in the company

Bob: I’m convinced

Eliza: You’re home, finally! Let’s get it on

Bob: Can we talk first

Eliza: Sure. What is it Sleek?

Bob: Have you thought about if we’re going to properly try for another pregnancy

Eliza: *sighs* I have thought about it

Bob: Do we have a verdict

Eliza: Lie back, get comfy, and listen

Bob climbs on the bed and Eliza begins to speak between kisses.

Eliza: I want another kid with you. I do. But I’m proud of what I’m achieving career wise right now. This next promotion will take a lot of work. If we get pregnant, then we get pregnant and I will love our child, but for now my focus needs to be on upskilling myself

Bob: I think you’re very skilled already

Eliza: *smirks* I can hardly use these skills in the boardroom. But I’ll make you a promise

Bob: I’m listening, I am a captive audience after all

Eliza: If we don’t get pregnant by the time Fergus is a teenager, we can start properly trying again. Will you be okay with that?

Bob: I can be. I love you. I want you to be happy

Eliza: Believe me Bob, right now you are making me very happy and… *chuckles* yes it feels like I’m making you happy to

The conversation draws to its natural conclusion, woohoo. The next day is Freezer Bunny Day and the slumber party kids wake up pretty early.

Eliza: Have you lot had breakfast already?

Fergus: Of course mother

Eliza: Are you alright Kelly? You don’t look too flash

Kelly: Bloody Atlas must have infected me before he left

Eliza: I think it’s time to head home then. You to Drake

Fergus: Mother what time is the holiday ceremony

Eliza: Not until 10, we have some time

Bob: I wanted waffles for breakfast

Eliza: You could always make some more

Bob: No point, I’m doomed to be sad

Eliza: Have some of this trout with me, you did a great job with it

Bob: Really?

Eliza: It’s excellent, I promise

The two eat and flirt some more before Eliza gets up to wash the dishes.

Eliza: I can feel you staring at my ass Sleek

Bob: But it’s such a fine ass

Eliza: I’m glad one of us appreciates this unshifting baby weight

Iggy enters the kitchen and Bob decides to pull Eliza aside to keep talking.

Bob: I’m sorry you’re unhappy with it, but I do love the curves

Eliza: I know you do, I just wished I loved them more. I mean looking at me, who would know I’m fit

Bob: Don’t worry about what other people think, to me you’re the most beautiful sim in the world. Remember what I told you last time you felt like this

Eliza: *sighs* That me being curvy was a sign of love? Love for the food you make and love for the lives I brought into this world

Bob: Exactly. You know I met this stunning girl in university who told me, weight doesn’t equal worth, and it helped me beyond measure

Eliza: She sounds like a catch

Bob: *chuckles* why do you think I married you before some other sim could. Now come on, or we’ll be late

After the Freezer Bunny Day ceremony Eliza goes to practice her skills and Bob searches for Ginger. She is very dirty so Bob decides the smartest thing to do is wait until after a jog to give her a bath.

Fergus: Did you check the couches

Iggy: Yes, I found a couple. Did you look in the laundry bins

Fergus: I don’t think the Freezer Bunny would put eggs in dirty laundry

Iggy: Yet you said we needed to check the toilets

Fergus: You’ve been pranked!

Iggy: How could it be a prank if I found an egg there

Fergus: *huffs* stupid Freezer Bunny

Bob: We did the jog, no more avoiding, it’s bath time

Ginger: *whimpers* but I don’t even know how I got dirty

Bob: I’m sorry. If it was up to me you could stay dirty forever. But we need to think of the others in the house, and they don’t enjoy dirty dog smell

Ginger: *whines* but I just had a bath yesterday, infants don’t even get bathed daily

Bob: Guess we’ll do this the hard way then

He scoops up Ginger and carries her to the bathroom, all the while she yaps in protest.

Bob: See, if we keep the harness on we can clean it at the same time. Eliza had to get me to stop showering with my clothes on, but it saved time so it was hard to convince me not to

Bob places Ginger down and she immediately begins flinging off all the loose water. Bob tries to avoid it but a puddle appears. He decides it will dry by itself. Carrying Ginger in to the lounge he sets her down and switches her into he collar.

Bob: There, clean and fashionable

Iggy brings Carson with him after scouts. Harvey is going to swing by for dinner and pick him up then. They do the secret scout handshake and reflect on the meeting.

Carson: I can’t believe you found that super rare badge

Iggy: I can’t believe they dropped it. I’m glad the troop leader knew who it belonged to though and was able to get it back to them

Carson: You definitely couldn’t have kept it, the leader would know you didn’t earn it

Harvey: I saw your wife tuning up the doorbell

Bob: I knew there was probably something I forgot to do

Harvey: Are you looking forward to your birthday tomorrow Iggy?

Iggy: Yes! Though it sucks Carson can’t age up at the same time

Carson: We are technically the same age after all. Promise me you’ll still come to my birthday party when I have it

Iggy: Absolutely!

Bob: Food everyone! Come and get it!

Iggy: It looks great dad. Mother are you... smoking?

Eliza: I’ll be fine. I just got electrocuted by the doorbell

Bob: Are you sure you’re okay? Maybe you should lie down? With soup!

Eliza: I’ll be fine Bob

Fergus: Wait… if both of you are Llamacorn scouts... why don’t you have matching uniforms?

Iggy: I don't have an answer (and neither does the watcher)

Previous Part ... Next Part

#sims 4 #the sims 4 #the sims #Rotation8 #ChangingPlumbobStorytime #PancakesHousehold #ElizaPancakes #FergusPancakes #BobPancakes #KellyYork #CarsonFoster #HarveyFoster #simblr #OnyxPancakes #IggyPancakes #R0805

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wedreamedlove · 2 years

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MLs reaction to mc beating the shit out of someone with a sandal like a pervert who tried to touch mc😂

this really exercised my brain. ngl i was like "how am i supposed to possibly write this?" at the start but the more i thought about it the more the plot bunnies came. touché anon!

You were having one of the worst days possible. It was as if the universe conspired to have everything that could go wrong in a day go wrong, starting from you sleeping through your alarm, to not having time for breakfast and being late for work, to being sent out on an impromptu work trip, to a slew of ridiculous emergencies happening at said off-site work location, and finally to missing the bus home by two minutes. All of this has resulted in you sitting at the bus stop, waiting for the next bus that would only come half an hour later. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem for you either, except for the fact that this was not a normal day and your patience was thoroughly exhausted. So, when a man came to the bus stop and stood exceptionally close to you and even repeatedly stepped into your space when you stood up to move away, your temper immediately began to fray. Honestly, when he copped a feel of your butt, you were only too glad to have an excuse to start pummeling him with your sandal. Who could blame you for defending yourself, right?

OSBORN

It was a whistle of appreciation that snapped you out of your rage-induced haze. You froze, mid-swing, and turned your head to the source of the sound only to see Osborn leaning against the bus stop shelter, watching you with raised eyebrows.

“Looks like I should be grateful our Lil’ Xiao Five doesn’t seriously swipe her claws at me, or should I start calling you wildcat?”

You blushed with shame at being caught like this by your boyfriend and, for a second, you weren’t sure whether you should put on your sandal or hide the “weapon” behind your back.

Osborn’s eyes moved to the pervert, who was cowering on the ground in front of you and covering his head, and he gave a wicked smile while narrowing his eyes. “Do you want me to hold him for you?”

“Huh?” Both you and the pervert stared at Osborn with incomprehension.

“I can hold him in place until you’re finished venting,” Osborn explained casually, as if helping his girlfriend beat someone up was an everyday occurrence.

“N-no, I think I’m done now,” you stammered sheepishly as you slipped on your sandal again, took a few steps away from the man by your feet, and smoothed the wrinkles on your clothes, trying to look put together again.

“Oh.” Osborn bobbed his head in understanding and then he directed a polite smile at the other man, but his eyes were like chips of ice. “Still not leaving? My girl says she’s done with you.”

The pervert scrambled to his feet, cursing the two of you for being psychopaths, and then ran off as fast as he could, disappearing around the nearest street corner.

Osborn walked over and took your hand. “I’ll send you home. By the way, when you’re swinging something, don’t just use your arm, use your hips too. If you throw your weight behind your swing, it’ll make it more effective.”

You nodded obediently and let Osborn lead you to his motorcycle. His hand around yours was solid, warm, and reassuring.

... Some time later in an alley, unbeknownst to you.

Osborn tossed aside the metal pipe in his hands and stared at the man on the ground howling in agony over his broken wrist without any emotion. This was the pervert from earlier in the day.

He grabbed the man by his collar, dragged him up, and then slammed him against the wall. “Remember me? If you even think about finding trouble with my girlfriend again, things won’t be settled with just a broken wrist. In fact, if you ever think about harassing another girl like that, I’ll find you like I’ve done just now and do something even worse.”

Osborn wasn’t that little boy anymore who didn’t know what to do and failed over and over again to change anything in society. He was strong enough to protect whoever he wanted to protect now.

EVAN

“Miss Rabbit?”

When you looked over and saw Evan, your immediate reaction was to hide your sandal behind your back in one hand and use your other hand to tuck your disheveled hair behind your ears in an attempt to neaten your appearance. The contrast between your messy clothing and Evan’s immaculate suit was just too dismal.

Evan’s eyes moved between you and the cowering man by your feet before his eyes seemed to darken. “Zhou Yan, take care of that man.”

“Yes, sir.” His assistant, Zhou Yan, replied without hesitation and the pervert was swiftly taken out of your view.

Evan walked up to you and then kneeled down on one leg before you could react. “Could you raise your foot?”

“Wait, your suit!” You automatically protested, but just as you were going to tug at his arm to urge him to get up off the dirty ground, he ignored your words and directly lifted up your bare foot.

The sudden loss of balance caused you to drop your sandal and reflexively grab onto his shoulders to steady yourself. His forceful mannerism was uncharacteristic of someone who was brought up with a gentleman’s etiquette and so you cautiously asked him, “Are you angry?”

“Is there something I should be angry about?” He calmly returned a question to you while he pulled out a pure white handkerchief and began to wipe your foot.

“Urk...” You were made speechless. It wasn’t right to say yes, but it also wasn’t right to say no when he caught you doing something so reckless. Now that you were calmer and could reflect on your actions, you realized how the situation could have escalated.

As you racked your brain over how to answer this dilemma, Evan already cleaned your foot, picked up your sandal, and slipped it back onto your foot. He set your foot down gently and then stood up, patting off the dust on his pants indifferently. Then he wiped his hands with the handkerchief, folded it into a neat square, and passed it to Zhou Yan who had returned.

“If you know what you’ve done to make me angry, then take care of yourself better in the future. Don’t make me worry.” Tilting his head down to look at you, Evan reached out to stroke your hair.

“Mm, I’m sorry.” You lowered your head with contrition.

Zhou Yan, seeing that the two of you were done, cleared his throat politely and gestured to a car nearby. “Young Master, Miss, this way please.”

In the future, if there were suddenly more company cars and drivers to send and retrieve employees from off-site work locations, well, no one was going to complain.

SARIEL

"What’s going on here?”

A subarctic voice froze both you and the pervert in place. You turned your head to the side to see Sariel with a dark expression, his eyes moving slowly from the sandal in your hand to the pervert on the ground and then to your face. Your lips twitched in an awkward attempt of a smile, which only seemed to make the temperature around him drop more.

“Put on your sandal.” Sariel came up to you and, after you did as ordered, he grabbed your wrist and began to walk away, forcing you to follow him to avoid being dragged. His hold on you was tight but it didn’t hurt.

During this entire course of events, he didn’t give another glance to the man on the ground and instead you were the one who couldn’t resist looking over your shoulder to see that the pervert was still sitting on the ground, completely baffled at how you two just left without a word.

To be honest, you were also trying to catch up with everything. “Are we just leaving him back there?”

“Or what? Do you want to go back and hit him some more?” Sariel shot a sidelong look at you and coldly snorted.

“N-no...” You shrunk your head back and pulled up your shoulders.

“Good. Your hands shouldn’t be used for such things.”

A lightning-quick emotion streaked from him into you through the skin contact between you two and, although you couldn’t catch the particulars, you could sense the heavy swell of negativity, like a dark cloud weighed down with rain to the point where it brushed across the top of his heart and threatened to unleash a flood that would swallow him.

You tugged at your hand until Sariel, who was walking ahead of you and looking forward rigidly, released you. But then you curled your fingers around his and swung his hand lightly to try and ease the atmosphere until his fingers entangled themselves around yours in return.

“What should my hands be used for then?” You put in as much innocent curiosity as you could into this question.

“Finishing your overdue draft design.”

... Okay, you were the clown for asking.

CHARLIE

“Fiancée?”

You startled at the familiar voice and turned to look at the new arrival along with the pervert. The sun happened to shine on Charlie from the back but, to be honest, your eyes were dazzled more by his eye-catching sea silk than how he looked like an angel who descended to rescue you.

Charlie swiftly assessed the situation in front of him and you saw the warmth and smile that hung on his lips upon seeing you be replaced with an arrogance and domineering expression that reminded you of the time back at the bar when you still barely knew him.

“Tsk, tsk, who is this person with no eyes that dared to anger my fiancée?”

It must have been the sneer that triggered the pervert’s strange sense of pride, because the man clambered to his feet and pointed at Charlie in anger. “Who the hell are you?”

“You don’t recognize this perfect face of mine?” Charlie sounded surprised before he nodded after a second of contemplation. “No, that’s understandable seeing as our social statuses are simply too far apart it would be like expecting an ant to understand the existence of a hawk.”

The pervert opened his mouth, about to retort, but Charlie interrupted him by snapping his fingers. Immediately, a group of men in black suits appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the pervert, scaring the man into shutting his mouth.

“As you can see, I’m not someone you can afford to anger. Which brings us back to the subject of how, if you can’t afford to anger me, then you must have the courage of a thousand men to anger my fiancée, someone even I don’t dare cross.”

By now, the pervert realized that things weren’t going well at all and Charlie was someone with money and influence who could likely do anything he wanted to a poor, ordinary man like him, and so he began to apologize profusely to both you and Charlie.

“Give this man a lesson in etiquette.” Unfortunately for him, Charlie ignored him, gave his bodyguards an order, and then turned to you. “Fiancée, you didn’t injure your hand, did you?”

“... No.” Your reply was delayed because you were still processing everything that just happened and also the sight of the bodyguards forcing the pervert to read a gargantuan book on gentleman’s etiquette out loud. Faintly, you could hear a bodyguard tell the pervert that he wasn’t allowed to leave until he finished the entire book. Please, there had to be 1000 pages to that book!

Charlie took your hand and helped you put your sandal back on before he tugged you away from the spectacle in front of you. Gentleness had returned to his eyes, although there was a proud smile on his face now. "Don’t you think it’s a romantic coincidence that I came across you here? So, under this happy coincidence, will you give me the honor of dining with you tonight?”

Later on, there was a massive donation to the city to make them install more cameras in public areas and also promote awareness of sexual harassment. But this was a story for another day.

JESSE

A loud and shocked gasp interrupted your beating of the pervert. Looking to where the noise came from, you saw Jesse on the other side of the street. You felt a rush of relief, knowing he would support you unconditionally, but before you could even say a word to him after he rushed over, he passed you without a glance, helped the pervert up, and supported him away.

“Sir, I know some physiognomy and the second I saw your face I knew I had to tell you that—”

You stared, dumbstruck, as Jesse and the man walked farther and farther away. But just as they were about to turn a corner, Jesse looked over his shoulder at you and winked.

Realizing he must have a reason for doing what he was doing, you put your sandal back on, tidied your clothing, and waited for his return.

Sure enough, several minutes later, Jesse came back alone and briskly walked up to you before holding you gently by the shoulders and examining every inch of you.

“You’re not hurt, are you?” Concern radiated from him.

“Not a scratch,” you reassured him, and then you really couldn’t hold back your curiosity anymore. “So, what were you doing with that man?”

Jesse’s eyes darkened momentarily when you brought up the pervert, but then he slipped into a good mood and shrugged nonchalantly. “Oh, him. I just made it so that he won’t bother anyone in the near future because he’ll be too busy looking over his shoulder. He’s under the impression that there’s a star of bad luck over him and, if he’s not careful, he’ll meet with a terrible accident.”

Your mouth dropped open. “How did you get him to believe that?”

“You know I can do some basic fortune telling, right? So after I convinced him I was legit, I made the rest up.” Jesse’s grin widened, impishly revealing a canine tooth.

"Jesse! You’re awful!” Even though you said this, you couldn’t stop laughing at the pervert’s karmic retribution. Jesse began to laugh as well, infected by your delight, and the two of you ended up leaning against each other to keep the other standing.

In the past, you used to be the one who protected him but now he was showing you that he could protect you too.

#answered asks #光与夜之恋 #light and night #ln osborn #ln evan #ln charlie #ln jesse #ln sariel #ln xiao yi #ln lu chen #ln zha lisu #ln qi sili #ln xia mingxing

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lucero-is-here · 10 months

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Headcanons time! Émile Bardot. Requested by myself.

Anyways here’s a photo of this boy:

1 - He really likes dogs. He thinks they are adorable. But he’s a bit scared of the bigger dogs.

2 - (angst) he’s fatherless. His dad left him when he was 6 years old.

3 - he’s scared of unexpected loud noises. He has some noise cancelling earphones and also ear plugs in his bag and pockets in case he needs them

4 - aside from dogs, he likes most animals. Bunnies are his second favourite animal. While most cats are no for him. He finds them kind of scary.

5 - he likes hugs sometimes. Not all the times…So if you wanna hug him, you should ask him first.

6 - he’s pansexual.

7 - he got flirted with before, and he became so flustered it was hilarious-

8 - his hands are really warm…But his hands are also kind of rough.

9 - He tends to bite his nails and pick at his skin sometimes, cause he gets too anxious.

10 - he has a bicycle. It’s this light blue bicycle he really really likes. He cycles to work sometimes, other times he walks.

11 - he can cook and also can’t cook. He can make easy things. Also he nearly burnt down a kitchen once.

12 - he likes listening to rock music sometimes.

13 - Enzo is always crashing Émile apartment- and things are bound to get broken sometimes- (I see Enzo and Émile as these really close friends-)

14 - Émile had a guitar. He really liked it. He bought it for himself too. And then Enzo accidentally broke it and Émile cried about it- Enzo ended up buying Émile a new guitar as apology.

15 - Émile gets pranked by Enzo sometimes. It’s always those small harmless pranks, and it always annoys Émile a lot.

16 - Émile has these really nice socks he always wears to sleep- he also has cat socks and they are adorable-

17 - he has some stuffed animals. They are usually these really small keychains…But he also has an otter plushie that he absolutely adores.

18 - he paints and draws sometimes. Usually landscapes- he doesn’t have the courage to try to draw people, since you normally have to ask people for that and he can’t- he’s too scared

19 - he likes going to the park.

20 - low-ass spice tolerance. He can’t eat anything spicy-

21 - he likes kids, but is also scared of kids- cause I gave him a baby cousin who always randomly smacks Émile (gently) pretty much everywhere. This happened so much Émile cried about it- (yeah totally not based of my actual experience with my baby cousin-).

22 - Émile likes the book “the little prince”. He watched the movie before and absolutely loves it-

23 - he has a close relationship with his mom. He really loves his mom and they call each other every weekend to check in on each other. They don’t live so far away from each other (20 minute walk to each other’s apartments), and visit one another every now and then.

24 - gets very little sleep- he pulls a lot of all nighters, but usually sleeps about 3 hours when he does sleep.

25 - gets cold easily- so he’s either always wearing his jumper or always has his jumper on hand.

26 - His hair is fluffy, and really nice to touch. When he had first met Enzo and Nadia, the both of them wouldn’t stop touching his hair after getting permission too. Émile didn’t mind that- and then Hugo also learnt of Émile having fluffy hair and joined in on this. So every now and then someone is gonna he touching Émile’s hair with Émile permission.

Might post a part 2 for these headcanons lol- anyways I might have made an OC to ship with Émile and I don’t know about it AHA- should I post about the OC?

#criminal case #headcanons #Émile Bardot

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aajjks · 9 months

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bunny!jungkook if your boss doesn’t give you your normal hours back i’m just going have to slash his tires for taking my husband away from me, wouldn’t i… aw my baby, she’s so adorable when she’s sleeping. i think the medicine started working if he made her feel good enough to sleep… i-i’ve been craving sex as well… honestly seeing you mad when you walked in made me feel things i can’t exactly say in the presence of our child but you know what i mean.. i would suggest we make love tonight but seeing how tired you are from work, i’d suggest letting me talk control however im to exhausted to be on top tonight, maybe you can hold me tonight while we go to sleep? it’s already 1:33am, let’s get her up into bed.. oh my hormones are just from my period about to start. i’ve been craving chocolate all day. i did try to get some earlier but i spent most of the day at the emergency room trying to see what was going on with areum. and if i don’t get some sometime soon i’m going to go insane hah

Oh, don’t worry, we’ll slash the tires of his car together, if he refuses to do it noona, i’m so sorry I haven’t been giving you the time I should be as your husband, yes, she’s so pretty just like you, so pretty like her mother. let me put her on the bed okay? hmm done, you miss me? well noona I can never be too tired for you but you look exhausted so let me cuddle you, oh wait, I’ll massage your body, let me please!!!? Oh chocolate eh? Hmm, how about… I take out on a late night ice cream date??”

#ask: bunny!koo

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talesfromsiteredacted · 1 year

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Not A Date, Remember?

After two weeks of testing that was frankly more difficult and stressful for Dr. Clef than for the tested, being me, I did promise my boss a totally not romantic social outing. Turns out, Clef off the clock and out of his "fear me, I'm the fucking devil" shtick is kinda fun. Just so happens, tonight is the costume contest. In hindsight, maybe '40's noir Poison Ivy was a bad costume idea.

It's been a rough patch, I'll admit. But... I'm holding up fine. My boss is not doing so well. He's his usual self in public, but he's been quieter in office when it's just us. He hasn't even played his edgy 'I'm deliberately playing this to irritate the general populace nearby' jams last two weeks. This ain't the Clef I'm used to.

Maybe if I agree to go with him to this silly costume contest, it'll liven him up. I wasn't planning on going, but I do still have a few old cosplay costumes, one perfect to go with his choice of RE4 Leon in a suit. Ah, here's the boss, fresh coffee in hand. Perfect.

"Hey, Bunny. How you doing?" Geez, even his voice went flat. No good.

"I'm here, so... guess I'm okay. You've been a bit out of it lately. You okay, Boss?"

"Yeah, just tired. Guess I need to start sleeping more or something."

He goes to check the weekly reports, and I try to think of how to ask him. After a while, I finally know what to say.

"Boss, the costume contest is tonight. You got plans or anything?"

"Was thinking of skipping it since ol' COG told me no DoomClef this year. You?"

"Kinda why I'm asking. Kind of last minute, but... I do have something that should suffice nicely with your mobster suit."

"Please tell me it's not the tall ass vampire lady. I have a height complex as it is."

"Hey, I grew six inches, and I'm still shorter than you. Nope. Was thinking noir Dr. Isley. Got the green dress, add some matching heels, wrap some vine garlands and fake flowers around me, I'm set."

"You sure you didn't plan ahead?"

"Nah, would have made a snowbunny costume just for you, Boss." I winked, teasing him. Clef turns pink.

"Don't mind me calling you Snowbunny, heh? Can only imagine the outfit. Blue velvet, embroidered silver snowflakes, white faux fur trim. Very cute. Might just have to have something made for you."

"It's not a date, remember? This is just two friends letting off steam."

"Grr. Okay. So, meet here at 6:30, then?"

"You mean 6:30 exactly, or 6:30 Clef Time?" Clef Time being 15-30 minutes later. But, when you're Site Command, only O5 can tell you off for being late.

"Contest is at 7:30, so... normal time. I'm looking forward to this, Snowbuny."

"Me too. Dr. Rights said you look hot in a suit, by the way. Made Dr. Bright a bit mad at her, but... it's Bright, he gets over this stuff quickly."

That settled, we run out the final two hours on the shift clock. While the time winds down, I text Iris for some last minute hair and makeup help. While I'm pretty good with clothes, I suck ass at makeup. Iris is pro level, she can make even Iceberg look good in drag, a near miracle as he's now rocking the villain goatee.

After shift, the transformation begins. I pick my dress, a vintage swing dress in green silk. I dig out my one pair of green heels, and hunt for foliage. By the time Iris is here and set up, I've got plenty of flowers and a long ass bushy ivy garland. Perfect, pin this to my seafoam shawl wrap, and then it's off to hair and makeup. Iris checks my kit. I notice she's decided to be Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, a classic.

"Noir Ivy? Wasn't that your Comicon outfit, day 2? First day you were Isaac Clarke, but bitched about the helmet."

"Yeah, but... my date never saw this, so... I'm going with it. The date was last minute, Sis."

"Who's the lucky guy? I know 049 isn't going."

"Dr. Clef." I mumble. Iris nearly drops the foundation brush. "He's having a rough patch, I just thought I should try being nice to him. He's gone though way way too much."

"Clef? Alto Fucking "Gonna Torture You Suckers With Super Slow Smashmouth on Ukulele" Clef? This is a prank, right?" Iris keeps working, but waits to see if I'm serious.

"No prank. He's not as bad as you've heard, Sis. He's kinda sweet sometimes. Bit weird, but we're all freaks here." Iris motions for me to stop talking while she works. Once she's done with the makeup, she starts working with my messy, wavy, blood red tresses. She settles on a simple loose braid, with a white rose tucked behind my right ear. Then, a crown of ivy is pinned to my head. I slip into the rest of my costume, and Iris admires the outcome.

"Gotta say... you might need a chaperone. I doubt even Dr. Gears wouldn't at least take a few long looks. Good thing you're also good with ice, as this look is straight fire."

"Thanks, Sis. You going with anyone?" We pack up Iris's things while we talk.

"Viktor and Sergei. Viktor is Toto, Sergei the Cowardly Lion. And... Alina, the new girl? Tin Woodswoman. We're swinging by Evie's for photos first, so I gotta go. I'll show you the snaps tomorrow. Later Sis!"

I head to my boss's office, half sure I'm either going to be pranked, or worse, stood up. But... to my surprise, there's the boss man, looking like the perfect Leon Kennedy gangster cosplay. Wow. He really cleans up well, he even shaved. Never mind the weird third eye, the Cheshire cat grin that unnerves even Abel, the slight dad bod, or the torture by ukulele... Alto Clef is fine af.

"Ah... Dr. Isley, I presume?" He removes his hat, bowing.

"Agent Kennedy? Charmed to meet you. I wasn't informed you were quite so handsome."

"Nor was I told how lovely you truly are. Will you allow me to escort you to the party? It's safer to travel in pairs, after all."

"I'd be delighted, Agent Kennedy." I offer him my hand, he raises it to his lips. Not going to lie... I might be attracted to my boss. He then places my hand on his elbow, off we go.

We arrive right on time. Dave at the door does a double take, but lets us in. The music is going, a few couples dancing. After we catch up with a bunch of coworkers, we're off in a corner and I get bold.

"Wanna indulge a fantasy of mine, Doc?" I whisper in his ear. He adjusts his collar, nervous. I go on. "I've always wanted to dance with the devil. Traditionally, there's moonlight, but I'm not big on some traditions. So... may I have a dance with the handsomest devil around?"

"Normally, I'd say no, but since you're so charming, I can't refuse." We step out onto the dance floor just as the music changes from some slow drivelling ballad to... "Jump Jive and Wail" by Brian Setzer Orchestra. Wasn't expecting that, but... okay. Little did I know... Dr. Clef can swing. By the time the night is over, we had danced almost all night, and won second place in the couple's costume division, losing out to Scorpion and Sub-Zero. Not even mad, Draven and Jim may as well have stepped out of Mortal Kombat 11, their costumes were that good.

Party over, and we're walking home. So far... I've remembered to behave, and not do what I want to do: just kiss him already. But... now we're just feet from my door. He likes me, otherwise he wouldn't be here. It's clear I like him too. And things with 049 have fallen apart, both due to us nearly overworking ourselves to death. We parted on good terms, but I shouldn't rush into anything yet. Besides, Clef is my boss. If this goes wrong, there goes my career. Still want to kiss him, though. We're at my door now.

"Rabbit, thanks. This was way more fun than what I had planned." He leans in, presses the softest of kisses to the corner of my lips. Just as he's about to pull away, I reach out, and run my fingers through his hair. My eye gaze into his, and next thing I know, I'm kissing him. His hands find my waist, holding me close. Oh wow... never thought I'd even think this... but if he keeps kissing me like this, I'm inviting him in. Before I can though... the kiss is over. He wants to ask me, I can see it in his heterochromic eyes. He speaks before I can, though.

"Not on the first not-date, Snowbunny. Believe me, it's taking a lot to not give in. But I don't want to rush you."

"So... you doing anything on Friday? How about a real date? Dinner, a movie, maybe bring your hanky to meet my panky?"

"Not sure about the last part, but... dinner? Yes." He sighs, then takes my cheek in his hand. "343 knows I'm not worthy, but yes."

We stand there for a few more precious moments, forehead to forehead. Just in time for my jerk of a neighbor Dr. Iceberg to walk by.

"Gotta say, you two make a cute couple. Poison Ivy and her henchman."

"Fuck off, Julian!" We both shout in unison at his retreating back. The door slams behind him.

#scp foundation #tales from site redacted #agent rabbit #dr clef #not a date #seems like a date to me though

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koala2055 · 10 months

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Thumbs up for my autism for making me fight off a meltdown while sitting on my couch because the guests we invited over were staying later than I wanted them to and I was supposed to sleep 30 minutes ago and I was supposed to start getting ready for bed 30 minutes before that, but nooooo instead I have to try and maintain don't semblance of normal conversation as a bunch of slightly intoxicated people debate about consumerism.

This is all after a long day of a kid screaming bad bunny lyrics at the top of his lungs for three hours straight (when I say three hours straight I am not exaggerating) and having to make a lot of painful eye contact (why. i don't understand it it's weird and awkward and we're not in love why should i look you in the eyes?) with a bunch of newly met people.

Needless to say, I'm tired. And it's late at night.

But nooooo I can do the reasonable thing and just go to sleep because oops there's that thing I forgot to do today that I promised myself I would do every day and even though it's not really a thing that should be done late at night I did it anyways which took another 15 minutes.

So here I am, 1 hour after when I was supposed to be sleeping, finally heading to bed.

Fun.

Good night 👍.

#actually autistic #asd #autism #autism spectrum #autistic #actuallyautistic #actually autism #vent post #koala.txt

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angelofrainfrogs · 1 year

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We Found Him, Superstar: Ch. 19

Fandom: Five Nights At Freddy’s: Security Breach

Description: Since starting his new afterlife at the Pizzaplex, Gregory has managed to befriend the Glamrock animatronics and made a surprising discovery—Bonnie’s been hidden in the basement warehouse this entire time, badly decommissioned but still powered on. Along with Bonnie are the endoskeletons that, no longer under the virus’s control, seem much more sentient than normal animatronics… Gregory and his friends are determined to get Bonnie back into commission and figure out the mysteries of what exactly these endoskeletons are—and how to help them, too.

Chapter Summary: Everyone’s favorite rabbit is officially out of Parts & Service! Bonnie’s triumphant return gives everyone a renewed burst of energy—and in Gregory’s case, the confidence to try something he’s been wanting to for quite a while now. If all goes well, the guards won’t have a need for ghost communication tools any longer.

Rating: T

Read on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38728158/chapters/110956236

Freddy returned to his room to see Gregory passed out exactly where he’d left him. It didn’t even look like the boy had moved at all in his sleep, so he must’ve been exhausted. Freddy stepped into the back area for a quick recharge, then returned to his room and leaned over the couch to gently shake Gregory’s shoulder. “Good morning, superstar; it is time to get up. Bonnie should be arriving soon!”

“Oh, already…?” Gregory yawned, rubbing at his eyes before stretching his arms up over his head. “When can he come back for good?”

“That I do not know,” Freddy said, lifting him up instinctively. “If all has gone well he should be fully repaired, although the technicians will want to see him in action before they allow him around guests. Thomas and Leon may be able to tell us more.”

Gregory wiggled with excitement. “That's great news, though! Then all we need to do is help free the kids! That's like… everything on our to-do list!”

Freddy chuckled, but before he could respond further there was a knock at the door. He met Gregory’s excited gaze with a grin and quickly rushed to greet the visitor.

Bonnie stood outside, fidgeting with his own excitement as he waited for the pair. He looked mostly the same as the last time Freddy and Gregory had seen him, although there were two notable additions: he now sported a deep red bowtie and a red and yellow striped bowling shirt, matching the images of him in the Bonnie Bowl ads to a tee.

“Hi, you guys!” the bunny exclaimed as Freddy opened the door, instantly wrapping his arms around them both in a big hug. Thomas and Leon watched from a few feet away, smiling at the heartwarming scene.

Gregory squealed with excitement, not minding in the slightest as he was sandwiched between the two animatronics. “We all missed you soooo much, Bonnie!”

“We have indeed,” Freddy agreed, holding a little tighter before finally releasing him. Bonnie instantly made grabby hands towards Gregory, and Freddy handed the boy over without question.

“It didn’t feel like more than a few hours to me!” Bonnie said with a laugh. “I was in sleep mode most of the time… but I was ready to see you guys the second I was powered back on tonight!” He shifted his gaze between them, one ear tilted questioningly. “How is everyone? How are the kids?!”

“It felt like forever to us!” Gregory commented, shifting comfortably in Bonnie's arms. “We're all good—we just missed you lots! And the kids got to meet their favorite animatronics! Sun and Moon, too!”

“Whoa, that’s awesome! I’m sure they loved that!” Bonnie grinned, his ears bouncing as he shifted from foot to foot—apparently they were supposed to be a lot more expressive than when Roxy patched them up. “How’d you get Sun and Moon down there?”

“Gregory manipulated the lights as we traveled so they were both comfortable,” Freddy explained, looking at his son proudly. “He has gotten so much practice with his abilities!”

“Really? Good for you, bud!” Bonnie gave Gregory a squeeze, then glanced over his shoulder at the guards. “Thomas and Leon said you guys have been talking to each other, too?”

Gregory grinned proudly from ear to ear. “Uh-huh!”

“We think we understand how Gregory can become visible to humans as well,” Freddy added. “I will explain the details another time, but everything we learn about his powers should help us with the other children once they are free!”

“Yeah, I’m sure it’s weird for you to see the guards, but you’re invisible to them, huh?” Bonnie laughed, looking over his shoulder again. “It’s probably weirder for them, though!”

“Yeah, I guess…,” Gregory remarked with a roll of his eyes. All of this was a weird situation. “Monty also told me that when you feel better, he’s going to give you a super big hug!”

“Oh boy...,” Bonnie chuckled, already bracing himself for impact.

“The others should still be around here,” Freddy commented, glancing down Rockstar Row. He swore he could see a bright purple eye peering out from the window in Chica's room. “They were anxious for your return as well.”

“We'll let you guys be,” Thomas piped up, giving the trio a bright smile. “Bonnie, just make sure you meet up with us before 6am so we can go back to Parts & Service for the dayshift changeover, okay?”

“You got it!” Bonnie replied, giving him a salute as he held Gregory with his other arm. Leon nodded, offering them a simple wave as he began walking back to the office with his hands in his back pockets.

“Oh, I slept for so long I didn’t get to see anyone today…,” Gregory mused, propping his head on Bonnie’s shoulder.

“Well, it seems you will have the opportunity to do so right now,” Freddy said, laughing at the sight in front of them as they approached Chica’s room. The other animatronics were now all visible, curtains drawn wide open to show Chica jumping up and down excitedly, Roxy’s tail wagging like crazy, and Monty’s snout pressed against the window. When the glass fogged up he’d lean back, wipe off the condensation, then immediately press his face right where it was.

“…You might wanna take Gregory,” Bonnie commented, handing the boy over to Freddy. “I don’t want him to accidentally get smushed.”

Gregory giggled at the sight of the excited robots, letting Bonnie pass him over to the bear. It looked like Monty was saying something, but all that could be heard was his snout scratching against the glass as his mouth opened and closed.

“Can’t hear you, Monty!” Bonnie called, shaking his head, although he wondered if the soundproof barrier worked both ways… He gestured for the trio to join them in the main part of Rockstar Row. “Come out here so we can say hi!”

Monty moved immediately, pushing Chica and Roxy behind him as he quickly ran for the door. The bunny simply chuckled at Monty’s actions, shifting his stance and holding his arms out to brace himself for the impending hug from the gator.

“You look amazin’!” Monty gasped, trying his best to be careful as he picked his old friend up and spun him around.

“Oof—thanks, Monty!” Bonnie grinned, clinging as best he could.

“Outta the way, Gator!” Roxy exclaimed, pushing past Monty and practically falling onto Bonnie in a tight hug as soon as he was put down. “I missed you more, Bon!”

“I didn’t know it was a competition!” the rabbit stated as he returned Roxy’s embrace, noting how her tail-wagging picked up speed as he did so.

Chica simply walked around and hugged him from behind, resting her head on his shoulder. “We all missed you so much!”

At this point, all Bonnie could do was grin as everyone’s arms wrapped securely around him. He’d been down in that basement with a severed network connection for so long, it’d been getting harder and harder to recall what it felt like to be so close with everyone. But now, he could feel everyone’s affection towards each other in the way they squeezed together, as well as in the buzzing undercurrent of their telepathic radio waves—and he’d never been happier than in that moment.

Of course, being the sappy bear he was, Freddy couldn’t resist the group hug for long. He walked over and wrapped one arm around Chica’s shoulders, angling Gregory so he could get ahold of whoever was closest.

Gregory laid his head against Monty's shoulder pad, smiling happily. “This is the best group hug ever!”

Chica nodded in agreement, shutting her eyes. “I was so worried I’d never been able to say goodbye to Bonnie... But now I can just worry about all the 'hellos!’”

“Awwww, Chica…!” Bonnie exclaimed, wiggling until the others got the hint and took a step back. Then he turned around to wrap Chica in a sort of bear hug and nuzzle his cheek against hers. “You’re even more of a softie than I remember!”

Freddy smiled at the sight. He agreed with Chica’s statement wholeheartedly, and was overjoyed that Bonnie had not only been in the Pizzaplex the entire time, but was salvageable as well. Now he just needed to be reinstated as a walk around character during opening hours, and everything would be back to the way it used to be!

Well… with a few notable—but much better—exceptions, Freddy mused as his gaze shifted to his son.

“I heard you guys’ve been spending time with the kids!” Bonnie remarked as he was finally allowed to stand on his own again. “I hope they’re talking more…”

“They've been super chatty!” Chica mentioned, clapping her hands together.

“Perhaps we could visit them?” Freddy suggested. “I know they are anxious to see you.”

“Yeah!” Bonnie nodded enthusiastically, his ears flopping every which way.

“Then let’s go!” Gregory insisted, kicking his feet as if that’d get Freddy moving. The bear was about to start walking, when he suddenly noticed something odd.

“Superstar… where are your shoes?” he asked, and Gregory gasped in realization.

“Oh, oops—I left them in the room… one sec!” Squirming enough that Freddy got the picture and put him down, he darted back to the room and returned a few seconds later with his red sneakers in hand.

“Alright, alright, Dadbear—can we go now?” Roxy exclaimed with a snicker as he and Gregory worked together to get the laces tied. “Robin’s waiting for me!”

Chica giggled quietly, following after Roxy as she started walking. “Freddy’s definitely the most responsible out of all of us, no question about that…”

Monty snickered, smacking Roxy in the back of her knee with his tail as he walked by. “Oh yeah! Freddy’s like a dad... Or a grandpa!”

“I do not think I am that old…,” Freddy mumbled, though he clearly wasn’t offended by the comment. As the main face of Fazbear Entertainment, he always tried to be as responsible towards children as possible—especially now that he officially had one to call his own. If some people took that as him being a little over-protective, then so be it.

“Hey… we’re all gonna be like parents too, aren’t we?” Bonnie commented, tilting his head as he thought about the situation. “I mean, we’re kinda getting there already with the kids, but once they’re out and ghosts like Gregory…” He trailed off, looking at the others excitedly.

“Yes, that is what I have been saying!” Freddy added with a laugh. “Soon you will all have wonderful children to take care of, just as I do!”

“Oh yeah, I wanna be a papa!” Monty shouted, followed by a loud laugh. “By the way Fredbear, you're still gonna have to share until the kids get out! I wanna play games with Gregory, too!”

“Of course!” Freddy agreed, pressing the button once everyone had piled into the elevator. “I would never try to keep his attention all to myself.”

“Good!” Monty grinned widely, taking the opportunity to snatch Gregory up and toss him in the air despite the cramped space. Freddy watched this intently, though of course the gator was being careful as ever.

“Hey, no fair!” Roxy whined, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “How come Monty always gets the kid first?!”

Before anyone could respond, the elevator came to a stop. A huge grin lit up Bonnie’s face as he stepped out, rushing to the hallway where the endoskeletons lingered. The basement was quiet for a moment until a voice spoke up.

“It's Bonnie!” a small voice finally spoke up, not one of the ones frequently heard before.

Bonnie gasped at the voice, turning towards the direction it came from. “Hi there! Who was that—Katie? Yeah, I’m all fixed up!”

“Robin, how’s it going kiddo?!” Roxy asked, lightly tugging on Monty’s tail before rushing over to where the endo had been the last time she’d seen him. The kids could’ve always moved around during the day of course, but once they spoke up it was easy for the animatronics to hone in on them.

“Yesssss!” Ben cheered, slowly raising both hands as the gator neared him. “You guys brought Bonnie back!”

Katie giggled happily, staring up at Bonnie from where she stood. “We missed you!”

“...Hi Roxy! Hi Bonnie!” Robin said, his endo shaking from excitement.

“I missed you all, too!” Bonnie replied, honing in on where Katie’s voice was coming from and grinning at her. He then looked around the room, asking, “Now, where’s my buddy Mia hangin’ out tonight?”

Katie pointed towards an endoskeleton that stood completely still at the other side of the hall.

“Hi, Bonnie! You're all better now!” Mia spoke up, a prominent smile in her voice.

“I sure am!” The rabbit walked over and gently clasped one of the cold, robotic hands in his own. “Thanks for keeping everyone in check while I was away!”

“You’re welcome…,” Mia replied, a bit bashfully as she squeezed his hand back.

“Montyyyyy!” Ben cheered, slowly raising both hands as the gator neared him. “You guys did it!”

Monty quickly approached Ben and gave him a careful high-five, shifting Gregory in his arms. “Hey there, squirt! Hope you've been keepin’ out of trouble!”

“’s hard to GET in trouble around here…,” Ben muttered, seeming a little bummed out by this fact. His glowing eyes shifted as he looked from Monty’s face to Gregory. “Hey, no fair, Gregory! Why does Monty get to hold YOU?!”

Gregory shrugged, narrowing his eyes. “It is fair—he wanted to! You just have to wait your turn.”

“Hmph!” Ben huffed, and it was clear in his tone that he’d be crossing his arms in front of his chest if he could. “But you’ve already got Freddy! You can’t hog EVERYONE!”

“Trust me, Ben—I doubt Monty is ever going to put you down, if you so desire,” Freddy reassured with a soft smile. Still, he reached out for his son, not wanting the boys to argue. He had a feeling these two were going to be great friends, despite their occasional clashing attitudes.

“We're all supposed to hang out! And don't you worry, I'll be botherin’ you all the time once you're outta here!” Monty assured with a wide grin, gripping Ben’s shoulder.

“You’d better!” The endo rocked from side to side as Ben’s excitement grew at the prospects of both getting out of the basement and hanging out with Monty all the time. “We’ve gotta practice all the games so we’re better than Roxy!”

“I heard that!” Roxy piped up from the other end of the hall, narrowing her eyes at Monty before turning back to Robin. “Don’t worry, kiddo—we’re gonna be the best at everything!”

“Oh dear…,” Freddy sighed, shaking his head slightly. He’d expected their competitive streak to be passed down to their children, but he didn’t think it’d happen so soon…

Chica of course had been giving most of her attention to the twins, finding them rather clingy even in these awkward bodies.

“Chica! Stay, stay!” Ivy piped up as the bird hugged them tightly, and Lily chimed in: “We wanna play more!”

“I'd love to stay, but I'll need to get charged up eventually!” Chica replied with a small laugh.

“…What’s that mean?” Ivy asked, not quite understanding the concept of the animatronics, let alone how they worked. To them, Chica just seemed like a new caretaker with a funny but very friendly face.

“Don't worry much about that!” she told Ivy with a warm smile, resting her hands on her hips. “Did you color anymore pictures?”

“Yeah!” Lily responded, slowly pointing to a pile of papers in the center of the room. “We drew a whooooole bunch with Sun!”

“And alone too!” Ivy clarified, trying to let Chica know that they were perfectly capable of drawing without the daycare attendant's help. Even so, the twins both agreed that it was more fun to play with Sun... And they were very excited to properly draw with Chica too someday!

“Wow! You guys are so talented!” the bird gasped, placing her hands on her cheeks excitedly. She couldn't wait until she was able to hold them properly…

Gregory stretched out his arms and legs comfortably, letting out a little hum. “Mm, I wanna go color in my book!”

“That sounds like a good plan, superstar,” Freddy replied as he took in the scene around them. The animatronics and kids were happily chatting, and Bonnie was doing his best to split his attention between all of them. Everyone seemed perfectly content, and Freddy wanted to give the others as much time as possible to get to know their kids just as well as he knew Gregory.

Stepping up to the rabbit, Freddy tapped him on the shoulder. “Bonnie, we are going upstairs for a bit; would you like us to come and get you when it is time to meet with Thomas and Leon?”

“No need!” Bonnie replied with a huge grin as he turned to face the pair. “I'm all connected now, including my internal clock! I'll come and say goodnight on my way out if I don't see you beforehand though, okay?” He ruffled Gregory's hair. “Have fun with your dad, bud!”

Gregory leaned into Bonnie's palm, smiling widely. “I will!”

“Oh—bye Gregory! Bye Freddy!” Mia chirped as she waved a stiff hand, the endoskeleton's fingers slightly twitching with the movement

“Goodbye, Mia,” Freddy replied jovially. The other kids were thoroughly distracted, so Freddy decided to leave them be and take Gregory back to their room. Leaving the elevator, they were surprised to see the night guards wandering around the area with looks of mild concern on their faces. Freddy called out to them, waving an arm. “Hello again, Thomas and Leon!”

“AH—Oh, it's just you, Freddy,” Thomas said, clutching at his heart as he gripped his trusty flashlight tightly with the other hand. His gaze shifted around the area before focusing on the bear and his awkwardly raised arms. “You, uh... you guys haven't seen anyone else around here, have you? Besides the usual crew, I mean.”

“No, we have not,” Freddy replied with a shake of his head. “Why do you ask?”

“Tell them I said hi!” Gregory insisted, gently squeezing Freddy's arm.

“Well, we... we thought we saw something on the cameras, but... eh, it was probably nothing, right?” Thomas glanced at Leon for confirmation, smiling shakily.

Leon nodded, clearing his throat as he looked over his shoulder. “Yeah, maybe a trick of the eye or something.”

“Hmm... we will keep that in mind, regardless,” Freddy said, looking around as well. Everything seemed in its usual place—and knowing the guards as he did, especially Thomas, the human's own mind probably had just made up something that unnerved him.

“Thanks,” Thomas replied, smiling a bit easier now and returning his flashlight to its holster. “What are you guys up to, anyway? I thought you were all hanging out with Bonnie and the kids!”

“Gregory wanted to take a break and color for a bit,” Freddy explained, nodding his chin towards the supposedly empty space in his arms. “He says hello, by the way!” He paused, glancing down at the boy questioningly. “Perhaps you could join us, if Gregory is up for it?”

“Heck yeah!” he answered with a vigorous nod.

“I don't mind hanging out with you guys for a bit,” Leon said, folding his arms over his chest. “Sitting in that office all night gets pretty boring, anyway…”

“Ugh, so boring,” Thomas agreed with a groan, rolling his eyes to the ceiling.

“Ooh—I wanna try showing them what I look like!” Gregory gasped, tapping Freddy’s shoulder. “Tell them, dad!”

“Oh, do you think you have the energy for that, superstar?” Freddy asked, meeting his gaze briefly. “If you do, then by all means you should try it! I just do not want you to tire yourself out too much…”

“Today I do!” Gregory insisted. Now that he had a better understanding of how things worked, he was itching to try out more of his powers.

Leon tilted his head at Freddy, a curious crease between his brows. “Hm? What does Gregory want to try?”

They made it to the bear’s room just as Leon posed his question. Freddy ushered them inside with a big grin, setting Gregory down before looking to the guards. “Gregory would like to try and make himself visible to you!”

“Really?!” Thomas exclaimed, his face breaking into a huge smile. He tugged on Leon’s sleeve excitedly. “Dude, this is awesome!”

Leon was surprised to hear this, looking around the room wide-eyed. Admittedly, he was a bit nervous to see the boy. He was a ghost, after all, and Leon read that sometimes spirits could look a little gruesome, especially if they met an unfortunate end... Leon just hoped the animatronics hadn’t gotten jaded by his appearance and he and Thomas weren’t about to be scarred anew.

“Well... Does he know how?” Leon asked, his brows pinching together. “I mean—is there a trick to it?”

“We have a working theory, I suppose you could say,” Freddy explained, moving to sit on the couch next to the boy. “Gregory just needs to be able to shift his form to the first ‘layer’ of existence and then you should be able to see and hear him.”

“Has he… tried it before?” Thomas asked, meeting Leon’s nervous gaze. “You said he did it on accident, right? But has he done it intentionally?”

“Not yet.” Freddy shook his head, then brightened as he noticed the plushie of himself still sitting in the little table. “However, he did possess this doll the other night, so he has great control of his powers already!”

“Tell them to not look!” Gregory instructed, hopping to sit on the couch. “Maybe turn around... And you too! Maybe I'll focus better when no one’s watching.”

“Alright,” Freddy nodded, then addressed the guards. “Gregory says to turn around; I will hide my face as well, as perhaps it will be easier if we are not watching him.”

“P-possessed the… O-okay…,” Thomas murmured a bit shakily. However, he did as he was told, turning to face the door and covering his eyes for good measure. “Uh… good luck!”

“I believe in you, superstar!” Freddy said, ruffling Gregory’s hair before angling his body away and covering his face along with Leon.

“Thank you!” Gregory chirped, taking a deep breath. He tried to focus on what happened when Roxy and the others tried to get him to return to normal. The hard part was that he couldn't truly tell when he switched or not… The answer was usually given away when someone around him pointed it out.

“Freddy—is it working?” the boy's voice finally sounded, which seemed to catch Leon off-guard and made him jump.

“I… cannot tell,” Freddy replied, turning back to see Gregory exactly how he’d just been. Since animatronics could see the first two layers, it wasn’t a big surprise.

Although… the guards seemed to be having a completely different experience.

“Ohmygod!” Thomas breathed out in a rush, having nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden voice. Slowly, he turned around to see a boy sitting on the couch next to Freddy. He couldn’t have been more than ten, with messy brown hair and big brown eyes that were watching him curiously. “I can see him—Leon, I can actually freaking see him!”

Leon turned as Thomas did, eyes wide in shock. He was rendered speechless for a moment, only able to muster a faint: “He... Is... Huh..?”

Gregory laughed with success, throwing his fists up in the air before jumping into Freddy’s arms. “I did it!”

“Well done, superstar!” Freddy praised, holding him close.

“Holy moly…,” Thomas muttered, his eyes like dinner plates. He was the opposite of speechless however, immediately beginning to ramble. “There’s a literal ghost kid right in front of me oh my god… I-I mean I knew he was there but not like THERE, there, but well… THERE HE IS, and… wow.” He blinked a few times, trying to collect himself, and managed a small grin. “T-This is awesome, Gregory!”

As his name was called, Gregory released Freddy and hopped off the couch, walking slowly towards the guards with hands outstretched. “Maybe I can actually touch you this time! I can't when I'm in the second layer unless I really focus…”

Leon took an instinctive step back, clearing his throat nervously. “This is just, uh… so crazy! Honestly, I've never seen anything like this in my life…”

“Me either…,” Thomas said, shifting his weight as if to take a step back as well. Then he froze, looking down at Gregory.

Yeah, he was a ghost, but… he was also just a kid, right?

Hesitantly, Thomas crouched to be on Gregory’s eye level and held out his own hand, letting the boy make the first contact as Freddy watched the scene with wary anticipation. He knew the guards wouldn’t do anything to hurt his son, but he hadn’t quite taken into account how the humans might react to suddenly being presented with a ghost… and Leon seemed particularly unnerved by the situation.

Gregory rested his chilled hand against Thomas', gasping at how warm he felt. Besides the occasional times he’d accidentally phased through people, this was his first legitimate physical interaction with a person since he’d been trapped in the Pizzaplex. Whereas Freddy and the animatronics offered a cold sort of comfort, Thomas felt full of life.

“He feels weird… like super warm!” Gregory mentioned, glancing back to the bear and obviously quite excited to make human contact. It’d been awhile since he'd felt it.

“Whoa!” Thomas exclaimed, sucking in a breath though his teeth as the tiny hand made contact with his. “Oh man, you’re so cold! C’mere—”

He reached forward, brotherly instincts kicking in and making him want to pull the kid into an embrace until he warmed up a bit. He froze with his arms halfway around Gregory, holding them in the air as he came to his senses enough to ask in a hesitant stutter: “Uh, sorry, c-can… can I hug you?”

Gregory didn't answer verbally. Instead, he closed the distance between them by quickly wrapping his arms around Thomas’s neck and hugging him without hesitation. It was a lot different than embracing Freddy, that was for sure. Not only was Thomas warm, but the ghost was able to hear his heartbeat rather than mechanical whirring. Gregory slowly shut his eyes, gently squeezing Thomas as he held onto him comfortably. He didn't realize how touch-starved he’d been until he felt human body heat again…

Thomas could sense that Gregory was going through something as the boy clung to him, slowly holding on tighter and tighter. He was cold—far colder than Thomas had anticipated, but that didn’t matter to the guard. All he cared about in that moment was making sure Gregory knew he was safe with him.

Carefully so as not to dislodge Gregory’s grip around his neck, he wrapped one arm around his back and the other under his legs before hoisting the boy up into his arms, just as he’d done with his sisters billions of times. Thomas knew he’d never be a match for Freddy when it came to hugs, but by the way Gregory automatically shifted to get comfortable instead of struggling to be put down indicated he didn’t seem to mind the affection.

“Well… it’s nice to officially meet you, Gregory!” Thomas said with a grin, doing his best not to shiver. Although, he could swear Gregory was warming up ever so slightly… but this could’ve just been his wishful imagination.

“It's nice to meet you too…,” the ghost murmured, reveling in the embrace as much as possible.

Leon felt guilty for being nervous, especially since Gregory was only a kid and still trying to figure out the full implications of his own death. He reached out to give the boy a light pat on his back, frowning at the coldness but otherwise showing no signs of discomfort. Instead he let out a soft chuckle. “I guess Sun's description of you is spot-on, huh?”

Resting his head on Thomas's shoulder with a giggle, Gregory gazed up at the guard. “Do I still feel really cold?”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t bother me,” Thomas replied, forcing his teeth not to chatter. He gently rubbed Gregory’s back where Leon had patted him, wondering if the light friction would help warm him up at all… though he had a feeling that nothing would completely resolve the ghost’s temperature issue.

“Here, this may help,” Freddy said, finally standing and waking over to the pair with a blanket in his hands. Thomas shifted the boy just enough for Freddy to wrap him up in a flannel burrito before hugging him close once again.

“Much better!” Thomas grinned, his gaze softening at the sight of the kid’s little face poking out of the blanket “Geez, Leon’s right; Sun described you perfectly…”

“Freddy’s hugs are the best, but I don’t think I’ve ever gotten one like this; it’s nice,” Gregory mentioned, enjoying the warmth seeping through the blankets. He soon rested his head back against Thomas’s shoulder and shut his eyes, completely unaware of how the others reacted to his simple comment.

Thomas frowned slightly. He was about to reply, but locked gazes with Leon and suddenly remembered what his coworker had told him about Gregory—which was that they didn’t know much at all. They knew he’d apparently been living on the street before getting stuck in the Pizzaplex, and obviously those circumstances weren’t good, but… judging by Gregory’s statement, maybe he’d been worse off than anyone expected.

“Well… as long as I’m here, come find me anytime and I’ll give you all the hugs you want,” Thomas said eventually, gently resting his chin on top of Gregory’s head as he held him a bit tighter. “All my sisters say they’re too old for hugs like this now, so honestly I kinda missed this sorta thing…”

“You are both very kind,” Freddy said, looking between the guards. It was clear which of the pair felt the most comfortable with the ghost, but judging by Leon’s face Freddy could already see that Gregory had already made his way into his heart, too. The bear chuckled softly before adding in a joking tone: “Although, you should be careful of what you say, Thomas—Gregory might take you up on that offer!”

Leon snorted at his coworker, his gaze slipping to the boy in his arms. He wasn't much of a fan when it came to kids in general, although it was evident that Gregory managed to find his soft spot. Looking at Freddy, Leon let out a quiet chuckle. “I'm sure Thomas wouldn't mind—if you ever put Gregory down long enough for him to find him, that is.”

“We animatronics are programmed to be very affectionate if prompted, and we adore children who appreciate that,” Freddy explained, reaching forward to ruffle Gregory’s hair. “And Gregory is my superstar, so… there is really not much more that I need to say!”

Gregory smiled brightly, quickly nodding his head. “Yup! ‘Cause Freddy’s my dad, and he’s the best dad ever!”

Thomas blinked a few times, not unlike Freddy trying to process information. His gaze shifted between Gregory and the animatronic before he shrugged. “I mean, I kinda figured as much, but actually hearing it straight from Gregory is… huh.”

“I know it may sound odd, but I truly do care for Gregory as my son,” Freddy added.

“Trust me, we don’t doubt that at all!” Thomas replied with a shake of his head. Catching sight of Leon out of the corner of his eye, he realized just how far away his coworker was standing. “Dude, he’s not gonna bite you! You can come closer; I don’t wanna hog all his attention!”

He knew full well that Leon took the late shift not to be around the kids, but Gregory was clearly an exception and Thomas was determined to get the two of them to interact more before the night was over.

“I just don't... hold kids,” Leon explained, rolling his eyes as he ruffled Gregory's hair in response. The ghost wasn't bothered by Leon’s reluctance. He understood the guard still needed time to process what was going on at the moment.

“Alright, alright,” Thomas relented for now. “That's fine, between me and the animatronics there's always gonna be someone around who can pick him up.” He paused, recalling one of their encounters from the other day with a slight frown. “Wait, wasn't Monty holding you the other night?! I didn't think he'd be into that—carrying around kids and stuff...”

“Monty may surprise you about a lot of things,” Freddy laughed. “He is a bit different than he is often portrayed to be, as Gregory can assure you.”

Gregory let out a small giggle, nodding his head in agreement. “Monty’s a big softie! And so’s Roxy.”

“They sure are, uh... characters,” Leon murmured quietly as he rubbed at the back of his neck.

“Yeah, that's an understatement...,” Thomas muttered under his breath. He shivered, though this time it was from the memories of numerous scares he'd received from Monty and Roxy rather than the cold ghost in his arms.

“I am sorry they like to frighten you both,” Freddy said with a small sigh. “I have told them not to do so, but they do not always listen to me... they never wish you any harm, however. None of us do, of course!”

“Monty and Roxy are super nice, but they say it's funny when you get scared because you scream!” Gregory explained, as if this was a well-known fact.

Leon went silent for a moment before looking over at Thomas and stifling a chuckle. “…Yeah, you do scream like a lady.”

“Wha—I do not!” Thomas exclaimed, his shrill pitch only emphasizing Leon’s claim. “I’m just… easily frightened, okay?!” He glared at his coworker. “And you scream too when you’re freaked out enough—remember the daycare? Moon scared the shiiii—take mushrooms outta you!” Thomas grimaced at the horrible save from cursing, although Freddy did give him a nod of appreciation for the effort.

“Yeah, I scream.” Leon snorted. “Not like a chick, though.”

Thomas bristled, narrowing his eyes even more. “Ooh, you’re so—AH!” He shrieked as something slammed onto the window of Freddy’s room, clutching Gregory protectively as he turned to see Monty’s snout pressed against the glass. The guard let out a shaky breath. “Oh my god, that gator is going to be the end of me someday…”

It wasn’t just Monty outside but the whole crew of Glamrocks, all trying to squeeze in and look through the window. Freddy watched as they chattered excitedly, though he couldn’t quite hear what they were saying. Eventually Bonnie locked eyes with Freddy and pointed to Gregory and Thomas, hopping up and down. The bunny gestured to his eyes, then back to the boys, tilting a questioning ear, to which Freddy nodded and he started jumping even more.

“I have a feeling that it is about to get very crowded in here if we do not go out and meet them,” Freddy said with a chuckle.

Gregory was more startled by Thomas' loud scream than he was by Monty, soon looking over his shoulder towards the animatronics. He smiled and waved at the gang, giggling quietly.

“Let us go see what they are up to,” Freddy instructed, gesturing for the guards to follow as he moved to open the door and join the others in the hall. Gregory seemed perfectly content in Thomas’s arms, so as long as neither of them complained, Freddy would let them be.

Thomas met Leon’s gaze then gave a resigned sigh, before glancing down at Gregory. The boy certainly wasn’t heavy and Thomas was used to the cold at this point… plus, the blanket definitely helped provide an extra layer of protection from the icy chill, so he didn’t mind holding onto the kid a little longer. Besides, it really didn’t seem like Gregory wanted to move anytime soon. With a soft smile, Thomas followed Freddy and Leon out into the hall where the others were eagerly waiting.

“Yo, Thomas! You're gonna have to give Gregory back to me pretty soon!” Monty remarked with his arms folded over his chest.

“I-I’m not sure that’s really my choice,” Thomas replied, trying not to be intimidated as he stared up at the huge gator. “I’ll hand him over if he wants, but I don’t think Gregory’s ready to—”

“No way!” Roxy chimed in, pushing past Monty to stand in front of Thomas with hands on her hips. “If you’re handing the kid over to anyone, it should be me!”

“Um, does no one else understand the really awesome part of this whole situation…?” Bonnie asked, gesturing to Thomas and Gregory.

“Uh... no? What's going on?” Monty questioned, scratching the top of his head.

Gregory didn't seem to be bothered by the jostling whatsoever. In fact, it almost looked like, despite all odds and the loudness of his mechanical family, he’d fallen into a light slumber.

Chica sighed, resting her hands on her hips. “Gregory was able to control his powers! Now the security guards can see him!”

“That is correct!” Freddy confirmed, grinning proudly at his son’s big accomplishment. He looked at Gregory and noticed him quite still, eyes closed and his expression peaceful. “Oh my goodness… did he fall asleep?!”

Thomas just nodded, not wanting to risk waking Gregory up by talking. He couldn’t believe he’d been afraid of this kid less than two weeks ago…

“Aww…,” Bonnie murmured softly. “That’s so sweet!”

“He clearly feels safe with you, which is a great accomplishment,” Freddy added, and Thomas blushed slightly from all the attention. He really hadn’t done anything special—he’d just given the kid an apparently super warm, comfy hug!

Leon nodded, remaining silent as well. Of course he was happy that Gregory and Thomas now had a better relationship, although he couldn't help but worry about the boy. What had he been through to make a simple hug feel so special to him? He was currently stuck in his thoughts, but didn't want to voice them—not now, at least.

Monty chuckled softly. “He's wrapped up like a lil’ hot dog, hehe! Ain't he just the cutest thing?”

“We do not notice as animatronics, but Gregory is apparently quite cold to the touch for humans,” Freddy explained simply. “The blanket helps both of them regulate their temperatures.”

“Yeah, really cold…,” Leon mentioned as he looked over at the sleeping boy, a small smile forming across his lips. “But it's bearable. I guess those cold breezes were just Gregory passing by, huh?”

Thomas nodded with a soft smile, Gregory’s calm breathing proving that he was still passed out. It was weird that his body still seemed to retain some functions from when he was alive, though Thomas wondered if these were simply a habit at this point instead of actual necessity.

“Man, you’re so lucky!” Roxy whined softly. “I never have kids fall asleep on me…”

“Probably ‘cause you can’t sit still!” Bonnie commented, playfully jabbing Roxy in the side, and the wolf stuck her tongue out at him.

“Oh, it is not even 4am; I thought it would be later,” Freddy commented as he checked the time, tilting his head at Bonnie curiously. “We enjoy your company of course, but I thought you would be spending the whole night with the children!”

“The kids were getting a little overstimulated with all of us there,” Bonnie explained with a small laugh. “Some of them were starting to argue with each other, and then Ben kinda fell over trying to chase Monty—he was fine, but we decided to give them all a break for the night. Boy can they move fast, though…”

“Oh, yeah! It wasn't funny, but... Okay, yeah, it was kinda funny,” Monty snorted.

“Ben?” Thomas echoed, voice so quiet the others were lucky they had advanced robotic hearing. He shot a glance at Leon, wondering if he could help—obviously Ben was one of the missing kids, but that name stuck out for some reason in particular that Thomas couldn’t quite remember.

“Ben was the first to go missing... His parents are still some of the most active when it comes to looking for the kids,” Leon mentioned, catching his coworker’s gaze.

“Right…,” Thomas whispered with a grimace. Not only did the children themselves have to go through such traumatic events, but their parents were left without answers, too… He hoped in the future they’d be able to give everyone some closure, but that likely wouldn’t happen for quite some time.

Freddy perked up at the guard’s conversation. So Ben was the first missing child? That was surprising—he’d expected it to be Mia since she seemed like the ringleader of the group.

“Well regardless of when they went missing, we’re definitely gonna get ‘em out at the same time!” Bonnie announced with a resolute nod. “I think they’d be ready to meet you both soon, by the way—they keep asking about the new friends that are trying to help!” He gave a short laugh. “When you guys are up for it, of course.”

“Well... What do you think, Thomas?” Leon spared a raised eyebrow towards his fellow night guard. “I'm ready whenever you are.”

Chica smiled warmly, clasping her hands together. “Ooh, this is exciting! I'm sure they'll warm up to you two fast!”

Thomas tried to smile as everyone looked at him expectantly, though it looked more like another grimace. “Um, let’s… let’s go first thing tomorrow, okay? I kinda have my hands full right now!” He gave a quiet laugh, tilting his chin towards Gregory who was still fast asleep and now snoring ever-so-slightly.

“That’s fair,” Bonnie agreed with a nod. “Besides, like I said, the kids probably need a break from so much excitement! Fredbear and I can take you guys down with Gregory tomorrow, how’s that sound? Just the five of us for now.” He gave a pointed look at the other animatronics.

“Aww…,” Roxy whined, her tail drooping. “Fiiiine… it’ll be super crowded down there, anyway.”

Thomas opened his mouth to ask another question, but startled instead as he suddenly felt a wet spot on his shoulder. A glance downwards proved it was only Gregory drooling on him. He let out a sigh, gently wiping Gregory’s mouth with a corner of the blanket. “Oh… I don’t have another shirt with me…”

“Maybe you can snag a new one from the gift shop?” Chica suggested. “Doesn’t the staff get special deals, anyway?”

“You know… actually, I think that’d be a great idea before seeing the rest of the kids,” Bonnie said slowly, appraising the guard’s uniforms. He looked at Freddy, who seemed to immediately pick up on his concern.

“Ah.” Freddy nodded in understanding. “Since their last experience with a security guard was… unpleasant, we would not want the children to react negatively to you solely based on your clothing.” The bear hummed, looking the guards over as well. “Hmm… your pants are generic, so as long as you do not wear the hats and either cover or change your shirts, it should be alright.”

Leon didn't even think about how seeing a security guard could potentially re-traumatize the kids. Thank god the advanced robots were here to remember little details like that. “Hm... You guys are right. Then we'll both pick up a shirt for tomorrow.”

Monty cleared his throat, bringing everyone’s attention to him yet again. “Just don't get one with Roxy's face on it—mine are the best quality, anyway!”

“Thomas is probably gonna get one with my face on it,” Bonnie spoke up, pointing a thumb to his chest. It felt good to have a fan again, especially one who’d apparently loved him way before the Glamrock version.

“Uh, yeah—no offense, Monty. You’re cool, too! And so is Roxy!” Thomas paused, his face paling a bit at the memories. “Y’know, when you’re not trying to ‘greet us’ or whatever…”

Monty waved a dismissive hand. “I'm not tryin’ to greet you sometimes, you know! I'm tryin’ to greet Gregory and Freddy! But you guys always find my hidin’ spots so it's not my fault ya get scared!”

There was a shifting within the blanket as Gregory finally stirred. He let out a huge yawn, lifting his head and rubbing his eyes. “Hmm... what’s going on? What’d I miss?”

“Hey, Gregory; did you have a good nap?” Thomas asked, with a questioning tilt of his head.

Blinking a few times to reorient himself, Gregory soon gripped onto Thomas’s slightly damp shirt. “I slept great!”

“Good! Seems like you were really passed out—you drooled on me a little!” Thomas laughed, though he clearly wasn’t annoyed.

“We are taking a trip to the gift shop,” Freddy added, stepping closer to ruffle Gregory’s hair. While he was very happy Gregory was comfortable with Thomas, he couldn’t help but miss holding his son a little bit. Still, he knew it must be nice for the boy to be carried by someone with actual body heat, so he wasn’t going to take that away from him.

“Is everyone coming with?” Bonnie asked, looking around the room. Obviously the guards were going, and since Freddy stuck with Gregory—who was currently stuck with Thomas—the bear would certainly follow, too.

“I’m goin’!” Monty said with a raised hand, waving it around excitedly as he quickly moved to stand by Bonnie.

Meanwhile, Chica gently shook her head. “I'll go back to the kids and keep them company.”

“I’ll go with Chica,” Roxy said, walking over to the bird and patting her on the shoulder before shooting another grin at Monty. “I need a break from your face anyway, Monty!”

Monty froze mid-walk before slowly turning around to face Roxy. “Well now I'm going with you guys!”

“Hey, I always wondered… Are they supposed to fight like that?” Thomas asked curiously, looking to Freddy for an answer. “Seems weird they’d be programmed with that sort of thing…”

“Technically no—that is not in their original programming,” Freddy replied. He gave a small sigh. “However, their competitive personalities make it very easy for them to clash… it is always in good fun, though; the never mean any harm by it.”

Gregory couldn't help but giggle as he heard Roxy and Monty. Tugging on Thomas’s sleeve, he remarked: “We can get matching shirts!”

“Sure!” the guard agreed, elbowing his coworker’s arm with a grin. “As long as Leon gets one, too.”

Leon let out a resignedsigh. “I guess it won't hurt.”

Gregory squealed with excitement, slightly squirming in his blanket. “Yay! We're all gonna match!”

“Alright, let’s go; we’re running outta time before dayshift starts!” Bonnie exclaimed, ushering the group forward before waving at the other animatronics. “I’ll see you guys soon! Tell the kids that Freddy, Gregory, and I will be back with new friends tomorrow!”

When they reached the gift shop, they immediately went over to the wall of shirts. Thomas angled himself so Gregory could see the options, asking: “Okay, take your pick. Which one do you think would suit all three of us?”

Gregory immediately pointed to a Freddy shirt, his smile brightening. It was one that he actually didn't have, so it must've been new. “That one for sure!”

Leon reached up and took the clothes, grabbing one that looked to be Gregory's size followed by a size for both himself and Thomas. “These? They look pretty bada—awesome. I mean awesome.”

“Here, I will take Gregory’s,” Freddy said with a smile, and Leon handed the tinniest shirt over to the bear.

“…We should probably head back to Parts & Service, huh?” Bonnie asked, his ears drooping slightly.

“Yeah, probably,” Thomas agreed with a nod. “But we’re gonna see all the kids tomorrow night, so… we have that to look forward to!”

“May I make one request before you and Leon leave?” Freddy piped up, and the guards turned to him. “Gregory, would you like to try switching back to the second layer? Since I am unable to tell whether you are on the first or second, the guards can help—if you can switch back now, we do not have to worry about you being spotted during dayshift tomorrow!”

“I can try…,” Gregory murmured, scrunching his face in concentration.

“Uh, should I put you down, or…?” Thomas trailed off, unsure of what to do. Would he still be able to hold Gregory if he went invisible, or would the boy just… phase through him?

Before Gregory could answer, the boy seemed to vanish in thin air. Instead of moving onto the second layer, he moved onto the third. A small hiccup, but at least they knew he wasn't completely gone. The blanket had flattened out in Thomas' arms, not taking shape at all while the kid himself phased straight through the guard to land with his feet flat on the floor.

“Whoa—where’d he go?!” Bonnie exclaimed, eyes widening as the blanket flattened.

“Oh god…,” Thomas breathed as he clutched the empty blanket in his hands and tried not to panic. He shivered violently as the ghost passed through him, suddenly hit with a new wave of icy cold.

“He is just on the third layer,” Freddy reassured, wanting to keep the others calm so he didn’t start to worry as well. “Gregory, I think you went a bit too far—none of us can see you.”

It wouldn’t do any good to panic. Gregory was in control—not his fear. Taking a deep breath, he focused harder than before. It took him a moment, but he soon reappeared in the second layer beside Freddy. He looked around worriedly, hoping for a response from his guardian.

“Hello, superstar!” Freddy said warmly, crouching and holding his arms out for Gregory to cling to him. “Great job!”

“No worries, he’s back!” Bonnie added, grinning at the guards.

“Oh good,” Thomas said with a huge sigh of relief, looking over at Freddy. “This is still so… weird. Awesome, but weird.”

Leon nodded in agreement as he slipped his hands into his pockets. “It looks like he's getting the hang of it now.”

“Here, this is yours,” Thomas said, handing the blanket to Freddy with a smile. He then turned to Bonnie, gently patting him on the shoulder. “Alright, you ready to head back? We’ve got a great report for management on how perfectly you’re functioning!”

“Yes!” Bonnie cheered, hopping up and down. He grinned at Freddy and Gregory, giving them an enthusiastic wave. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow!”

Gregory smiled, snuggling close to Freddy. The animatronic didn't have the soft body, heartbeat, or warmth that Thomas had, but Freddy had the most special thing which made up for everything—his unconditional love.

Besides, Gregory still felt rather comfortable in his hold even though it was comprised of sleek metal. The boy waved his hand as the security guards walked off with Bonnie, soon looking over at Freddy.

“You're the best dad ever!” he reminded, resting his head against his shoulder.

“And you are the best son ever,” Freddy reminded right back, nuzzling his cheek against the top of Gregory’s head until the boy giggled. Then he set off for their room, where he’d soon tuck the boy in and start the day anew.

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