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gingiesworld · 9 months

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Hi!! I have a request for a fic in the future if you want to do it. Yn is an actor, same age that Mk and Ashley. He started acting at a very young age and the Olsen twins were like the only competition he had. When the directors casted the twins and yn, he didn't know It was gonna be like hell. They were mean to him and they tried everything to be more famous than him. Years later Yn was casted as( i don't know, Vision or another one) and he met his new costar, everything in his past came back, and he was mean to her for her sisters.

Sorry, too long I think but I have this idea I think you would do a great job if you want to do it.

Wow. This is my first ever request on Tumblr. Thank you so much nonnie for thinking of me. I hope I did a good job buddy

Why Do You Hate Me

Elizabeth Olsen x Male Reader

Warnings: Angst. Fluff.

18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N Y/L/N was known for his earlier roles when he was a child, especially the roles he played in the movies he starred alongside the Olsen twins. Y/N was a timid boy and just wanted to be successful, but the twins made everything a competition. Deliberately making him screw up his lines. Tripping him up whenever they had the chance, or just being plain old mean to him by saying he sucks. He won't survive in the industry.

Although, that only encouraged him to do better in his career. Landing some major roles, especially joining the MCU as Vision. Although, the moment he met one of his co-stars, everything that he thought he had forgotten had come back to him.

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth Olsen, but you can call me Lizzie." She held her hand out for him to shake.

"Hi, Elizabeth, I'm Y/N Y/L/N." He spoke coldly, shaking her hand as he looked into her eyes. Seeing how much she looked like her sisters. His blood boiling at the memories.

As the time went on, his coldness towards Lizzie started to infuriate the woman. Especially when they started to film Civil War, having more scenes together. It wasn't until during the airport scene, one of the wires that held Y/N up as he flew, snapped. Halting the shoot as he collided with the floor. Groaning in pain.

"Are you ok?" Lizzie asked him as he just glared at her, moving away from her touch.

"Don't touch me." He snarled at her.

"I'm just concerned Y/N." She told him.

"Well don't be." He snarled as he sat up as Joe came running to him.

"Are you ok Y/N." Lizzie noticed how he didn't fight when Joe rested his hand on Y/N's good shoulder, deciding to get up and leave.

"I think it's dislocated." He told him as Joe signalled for the medics.

"We'll get you sorted out buddy." He told him with a smile as he helped Y/N to his feet. "We're done for the day guys. Thank you."

Lizzie was starting to get sick of how Y/N was treating her. How he would exclude her from every one of his conversation. Scolding her everytime she forgot a line, so she had done a stupid thing, she decided to get drunk. Only then she had the courage to confront Y/N. She marched to his hotel room, banging on his door.

"Elizabeth." He spoke quizzically, his arm in a sling.

"I need to talk to you." She slurred as she poked his chest, pushing passed him inside.

"Listen, I am tired and I don't care for this conversation." He told her as he gestured to the door.

"Why do you hate me?" She asked him shakily. He watched as tears formed in her eyes.

"I don't." He told her, guiding her to his bed. "You need to sleep and we can talk about this another day." He lay her down, helping take off her shoes before he grabbed her a bottle of water. "Drink this and sleep." He told her, getting up to get the trash can before he went to the sofa. Laying down himself.

"I don't understand." Lizzie mumbled sleepily.

"Maybe when your sober we can have that conversation." He told her softly, closing his eyes as he felt a heavy guilt weighing on his shoulders. He had made her feel how her sisters made him feel when they were younger. That wasn't who he was, who he should be. He was always kind and gentle, caring and selfless, but he has been the complete opposite to someone who could be his best friend. He turned his head in her direction, hearing her snores as she slept. "I'm sorry." He whispered before he tried to sleep himself.

As the next morning came around, Lizzie stirred awake. Remembering the events of last night, groaning as she sat up. Shocked to see Y/N enter the room with a paper bag and some water.

"Here, take these and then eat." He told her before he retreated back to the sofa. As the two ate in silence, he decided to break it. "I don't hate you."

"What?" Lizzie questioned, she could see how he had been kicking himself.

"I'm not sure if you remember me from working on those project with your sisters when we were kids." He told her as she looked closer at him. "They made my life hell whenever we were on set. They would make me screw up my lines and tell me I was worthless. I wouldn't make it in the industry. All sorts of things like that. I honestly thought about quitting when they said that I was too fat for the job, but then I used their slurs and used them. I forced myself into the gym everyday, I cut out fast food and somedays I actually forgot to eat because of it." He sighed as he sat back, his gaze never faltering from Lizzie's. "I'm sorry that I took it out on you, but when you told me your name, it brought everything back."

"Y/N." Lizzie tried as he just shook his head no.

"I'm sorry Lizzie." He whispered. "I made you feel how they made me feel and I was wrong to do that."

"Hey." She got up and sat beside him. "We can start a fresh if you want. Be friends?" She asked him as he just smiled at her, nodding.

"I would like that." He whispered as she smiled widely.

"Good." She smirked. "Well, since you are now the reason none of us have work until you're healed, let's have some fun."

As the weeks turned into months, both of them became closer. Best friends even. But that wasn't entirely something that Y/N ever saw happening, especially since they lived so close to each other. They would spend time in each others houses, watching movies or cooking together.

Over time, Y/N had realised that he has developed feelings for her. Unsure of how to pursue things, unsure if she even feels the same way. So, it wasn't until the cast decided to have a small get together, and Robert's idea to do 7 minutes in heaven.

"You don't have to kiss in the closet, you could just tell each other your deepest secrets since some of us are in happy relationships." He stated, placing the bottle on the table, spinning it and it landed on Scarlett. As the game went on, it was Lizzie's turn, as she spun it, it landed in between Y/N and Evans.

"I've already been." Chris smirked as he nudged Y/N's shoulder. Y/N nodded shyly as he stood up, following behind Lizzie and Robert.

"Remember, seven minutes guys." He told them before he closed the door on them. The closet was only illuminated by a dull light as the two were practically stood toe to toe.

"So." Y/N started shyly.

"We can kiss or you can tell me your deepest secret." She smirked as he choked on air. "One that no on knows."

"I feel like either way, you will find out a secret." He snickered shyly.

"So which is it?" She asked as she stepped closer. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before cupping her cheek. Gazing into her eyes.

"This is going to change a lot Elizabeth." He whispered as he leaned closer. Lizzie's breath was quickening at feel of his breath on her face. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes on his breath.

"I don't care." She whispered before he closed the gap. Kissing her with urgency, she gripped onto his collar before her hands went to his neck. His to her hips as he pushed her against the opposite wall. Her leg wrapping around his waist as their tongues danced together. His hand moving up her thigh to her ass, squeezing it and causing her to grind against his crotch. The two moaning and panting as he moved his kisses to her neck, sucking and biting softly as she continued to grind.

"Time's up!" They heard Robert bang on the door. The two pulled apart with dialated pupils before fixing themselves. Making sure they don't look like they were about to have sex in their friend's closet.

Lizzie grabbed Y/N's hand as she left the closet. Pushing him to sit down before getting on his lap. Smirking as the two continued the evening with their friends. Anticipating what the future has in store for the two.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #wanda x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda x you #elizabeth olsen #wanda maximoff x you #elizabeth olsen x reader #elizabeth olsen x you #elizabetholsen #lizzie olsen x you

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agentsofmarvel · 1 year

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because y’all really liked the last one, here’s

some of my favorite agents of shield fun facts (season 2 edition)

this is part one! i have a lot of season 2 facts so i split it into two parts!! 🫶🏼

- clark gregg found out coulson was the new director of shield a few days before filming.

- chloe bennet said playing skye in season two was almost like playing another person as skye’s bubbly personality has become more “muted”. chloe said some skye’s more muted personality is due to learning it from may as her SO.

- i don’t know if i just forgot or never payed too much attention to it (as i don’t remember this happening), but it’s said fitz’s hypoxia also caused him to lose function in one hand.

- elizabeth only found out she was going to start the season undercover days before filming. she also didn’t know it would be hydra until a day or two before filming.

- the character of hunter was created to be a direct opposite of coulson, but still on the good side. they pretty much made hunter a character to see how funny it would be for him to piss off coulson.

- in season one, skye was created to be the “eyes of the audience” when it came to shield. in season two, they made bobbi the new “eyes of the audience” as she’s new to coulson’s shield and the characters.

- henry simmons has auditioned for multiple roles in the MCU before he was called in to read for mack. they were nervous to cast him as he was said to be “too handsome” but they liked how sweet he was doing the scenes involving fitz so they gave him the role.

- the executive producers and showrunners had a two week break between finishing season one and starting season two.

- in the scenes where fitz is really struggling with the effects of hypoxia, some of them took multiple tales because elizabeth would start to cry and they would have to pull her aside and tell her simmons wouldn’t cry right now and restart the scene.

- the simmons that fitz imagines throughout the season is wearing the exact same outfit from the season one episode “FZZT”. before this simmons had never repeated an outfit in episodes, which is why the producers said her wearing a duplicate outfit was a sign this simmons may not be real.

- the set designers made the Playground dark and old-fashioned design-wise to provide a direct contrast to the new, bright Bus from season one to show shield going back to its 1940s routes as it rebuilds from scratch.

- they didn’t put a toilet in ward’s cell because it was an open set and the crew said they didn’t want to look at a toilet out in the open every time they worked there.

- the character of hartley was created to show the audience that nobody is safe and that a character can die just like that. damn they really said “don’t get too comfortable, they can all die that fast”

- chloe says there is a ton of easter egg’s throughout the show of skye and the number three. she says one is that she only wears three rings after season one but the fans should figure out the rest.

- to make it seem as if coulson’s team has become more experienced during season one, the cast went through a solider boot camp where they even had live-firing exercises with loaded g*ns.

like i said, this is part one of the season two facts. i’m working on season two part two and season three right now and i’ll post them ASAP :)

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Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales; Why It Shouldn’t Exist

Or how I invested time and energy into an analysis of a relatively dead franchise instead of doing it for my actual media analysis university course.

An essay by: a bitter and obsessed PotC fan since they were 7, with a lot of free time.

Lads, this is going to be long. You have been warned.

The Beginning

At the very beginning of the movie, we see a young Henry Turner looking for his dad.

Now, we're not talking about characterization problems or how likely it is that a ten-year-old child would risk his life to look for a man he technically only saw once; we're talking about plot problems, actual logical fallacies. My questions are:

How? The Flying Dutchman is a legendary ship, impossible to be found unless She wants to be found. The only reason we see Her in Dead Man's Chest is because Davy Jones himself is looking for Jack to collect his debt, and in that occasion the Dutchman's captain wasn't even doing what he was supposed to do, so he was most definitely in the living world. Will otherwise, he's doing the job Calypso gave him, so he's constantly in between. Is the movie trying to convince me that a kid was able to do something no one in the history of piracy was ever able to do? And even if he did, why hasn't anyone explained me how? He simply looks at a map and throws himself on the bottom of the ocean. How did he know The Dutchman was there? How did he know it would've come to surface?

Where is his mom? We got to know Elizabeth in the first three movies; we know she's a smart woman and we can assume she's an attentive mother. She didn't notice her son preparing himself for a trip in the middle of the ocean to go look for his dad? Was she distracted? Was she outsmarted by a 10ish-year-old? Or is she just not contemplated in this scenario?

Why does Will look like that? Will is doing his job, so... why does he look like he's slowly corrupting? That kind of corruption is the punishment Calypso reserves to The Dutchman's crew when the captain fails her, which isn't the case. Did they forget about it? Was the idea of putting algae on Orlando Bloom's face just impossible to resist to?

Alright, this isn't actually from this movie but it's bothering me, so I have to write it; also, it would make this whole movie unnecessary, so it's somehow related to it. Why (and I can't stress this enough) can't Elizabeth be on the Dutchman? Why can't they do the job together? Is it because she's not a pirate? I'm pretty sure se actually is. Is it because she's a woman? Last time I checked she was the KING. She wants to stay with Will forever, Will wants to stay with her forever, they can literally live forever on the same ship. Why aren't they?

Whatever the Hell Happened to Jack Sparrow

Imagine creating a character that is so iconic whenever you ask a person who was a kid in the early 2000 to imagine a pirate, they imagine said character.

Now imagine fourteen years pass and you decide to ruin that character by making him the most hideous, annoying, idiotic person in the whole saga, and we're talking about a saga that has Philip the Missionary in it. Why? Jack Sparrow is THE anti-hero. Never on the right side, but never on the wrong one. You can tell he's doing something morally questionable, but you still find yourself rooting for him. He's stupid enough to make you laugh, but he's secretly clever enough to always get away with it. Now he's just... drunk. And that's not even an excuse for this horrendous new characterization, because he was always drunk. The guy FORGOT HE WAS ROBBING A BANK, the same guy just one movie earlier was able to escape from the King of England's palace and steal a lady's earring (by pretending to be a literal slut) in the process. He just switched from the iconic drunk bi bestie everyone loves to my cringe uncle that drinks too much at Christmas parties and makes everyone uncomfortable. Please, if the risk is ruining an entire generation's beloved character, either don't make the movie or find a better explanation than "Bad luck dogs you day and night".

The Pearl in The Bottle

So... what you're telling me is that Jack Sparrow, the guy who was able to defeat Hector Barbossa, Davy Jones and Blackbeard thanks to his slyness, and who loves his Black Pearl more than anything else in the world, had said ship in a bottle in his pockets for FIVE YEARS... and he never thought about breaking the bottle to free Her. That's what you're telling me. This is the pivotal point upon which the entire Jack's plot hinges. I... I don't even know what to say. Was this supposed to be funny?

What an Incredibly Lucky Coincidence

A guy needs a treasure to save his father. To find it, he needs the help of a notorious and legendary pirate. He looks for him everywhere, sailing on dozens of ships just so he has the remote chance to stumble across the pirate. The last ship he's been on has sinked, he's the only survivor. He's been found in the middle of the ocean and someone brought him to the nearest city. Which city? I mean, the one that has both the pirate he was looking for and a lady who's the only person in the whole planet who's able to find the treasure he was looking for! And, oh my... he finds the both of them! In that same city! Without even LOOKING FOR THEM! A hell of a coincidence, if you ask me. Also known as lazy writing.

What's Wrong With the Guards?

Now, I know Pirates of the Caribbean isn't exactly known for its accurate historical reconstructions, but why are the guards in this movie acting like they're some sort of hellhounds ready to kill anyone in sight? Even pirates and traitors as Jack and Henry were supposed to stand trial before being sentenced to death. It would've probably been an unjust and barbaric trial, but there should've been one. We literally saw it, in the previous movie. Why's Jack been sentenced to death for simply existing here? He gave pirate vibes and they decided that was enough?

Paul McCartney

This is not an actual point of the analysis, I just wanted to remind people that Paul McCartney is in this movie and that's the only valid reason to watch it.

Salazar

I am confused. Once again, I have questions.

El Matador Del Mar was so good at his job he had almost defeated piracy. "The last ones joined together to try and defeat me". The last what? Pirates? There were no pirates left? This happened when Jack was young, so a lot of time before the first movie, right? Where were, I don't know... Blackbeard? Davy Jones? Barbossa? All the other Pirate Lords? I might be wrong, but I guess Salazar didn't kill them, did he? Why weren't they there during that "last battle" in which "the last ones joined together"?

The Devil's Triangle. I just don't understand what's the logic behind it. So, this is a cursed place. Whoever enters there, can't get out. One would think it means that if you get there, you die; and Salazar does die, but he somehow also becomes a ghost whose only purpose is to find Jack Sparrow and have his revenge. So, do people become ghosts when they get in The Devil's Triangle? We have to assume people have gotten stuck in there before; otherwise, there wouldn't be legends around the place. So why isn't it like full of spirits ready to haunt people? Why are Salazar and his crew the only ones?

Poseidon or Calypso?

What's the Trident of Poseidon? Does Poseidon exist? Isn't Calypso the Goddess of the sea? Breaking the Trident, you break all the curses of the sea, so the Trident must be more powerful than Calypso, which leads to a question. Where is she? She IS the sea, right? So she must have known someone was about to find the Trident and brake all curses, including her one. She just decided it was okay? It really feels like someone decided to suddenly change the world's mythology without giving explanations.

The Compass

This is possibly the most blatant plot hole in the whole saga. Probably the most blatant plot hole I've ever witnessed, and man, I watched all the Harry Potter movies. In Dead Man's Chest, Jack meets Tia Dalma in her "shop" and he tells her he's looking for the Davy Jones' key. She asks him "The compass you bartered from me, it cannot lead you to this?", making another pivotal point of Dead Men Tell No Tales factually senseless.

That man couldn't have given his compass to Jack, because that wasn't his compass.

So either Salazar is lying while telling his tale or they forgot about that line in the second movie. Anyway, let's pretend that line doesn't exist; even if that captain gave Jack his compass in that exact moment, why would it be the key to free Salazar, exactly? How is the compass in any way related to The Devil's Triangle or to Salazar? In the movie, they try to explain it with a sentence: “if you betray it, your greatest fear comes true”. So, is Salazar Jack's greatest fear? I really doesn't seem right, Jack almost didn't remember Salazar when Henry mentioned him. To Jack, he's only a guy he outsmarted decades earlier. Also, Jack technically already gave the compass away, twice: to Elizabeth in Dead Man's Chest, to make her find the chest, and to Beckett in At World's End, when they're negotiating.

That's... That's Just Body Shaming, Mate

Let's talk about her. So, the woman's ugly. It can happen that a woman is ugly. Was it necessary to build an entire scene around some blatant body shaming? This scene wants to mimic the similar scene in Dead Man's Chest: Jack's on an island, running from the main villain, and he's forced to do things he doesn't want to do until someone saves him, then it was Will, now it's Hector.

Except in Dead Man's Chest it was LITERAL CANNIBALISM he was facing, and yet he looked LESS TERRIFIED and DISGUSTED. What's exactly the message here? Lads, is marrying an ugly woman worse than cannibalism? I don't know... that was just bad.

Justice for Hector Barbossa

If you know me (you probably don't, but if you do) then you know about my obsession with Hector Barbossa. I truly believe he's the best written character in the saga, and he's in my top five of the characters I love the most in all media. I watched The Curse of the Black Pearl when I was seven and I am autistic, so I had all the time to develop a literal relationship with these characters in my head. As much as Geoffrey Rush's interpretation was impeccable, as always, it really hurt to watch Hector in this movie. He just doesn't sound like him. First of all, why isn't he on the Queen Anne's Revenge? Why's he letting someone else sail around on his ships? He would've never. Why's he just sitting on a throne and shooting musicians instead of, I don't know... being a pirate? Being a pirate is the only thing that matters to him. He says it at the end of On Stranger Tides, and he even says it in this movie, to the witch. "I'm a pirate. Always will be".

So, why isn't he pirating? What happened to him? And what about the pact with the witch? He made her curse all his enemies; that's honestly the most out-of-character thing he could've done.

Seriously, watch this movie, and then The Curse of the Black Pearl and tell me he sounds like he's the same character. Then there’s his death... was it necessary? And I don't mean if it was necessary to the plot (it wasn't), but the way he died, did it make sense? He takes the sword and sacrifices himself to kill Salazar, but WHY? Salazar was back a mortal. They could've brought him to surface and then shoot him. What was the point of his death, Disney? I will never forgive you.

I would've preferred if they never showed him again. He's alive and living his best life in Tortuga, if you ask me.

How does Carina Smyth exist?

Let's do the math. Carina Smyth has approximately the same age as Henry Turner, who was born around nine moths after the end of At World's End. At the end of that movie, Barbossa once again stole the Black Pearl (he's iconic we stan a legend), so we have to assume it is during that time (between the At World's End and On Stranger Tides) that he conceives Carina. He stays with this woman during the whole pregnancy, bacause he says he was there when she died. So nine months, at least, right? Except; Jack makes it clear that he and Barbossa met Carina's mom, Margaret, together.

When, exactly, did this happen? It can't be between On Stranger Tides and Dead Men Tell No Tales, because Hector himself says only five years passed between the two, and Carina doesn't look like a five-year-old;

it can't be between At World's End and On Stranger Tides, because we know Jack and Barbossa weren't together, and Hector was too busy losing a leg and planning his revenge by working for the King of England; it can't be during At World's End, because Barbossa was too busy rescuing Jack and then slaying (literally and metaphorically) Beckett's men to save piracy; it can't be during Dead Man's Chest, because he was dead; it can't be during The Curse of the Black Pearl, nor during the ten years before it, because he was... he was a skeleton, I hardly believe he could reproduce, despite what’s written in some fanficions; it can't be before, of course, because Carina would be too old. The only chance, but it's a stretch, is that Hector and Jack met this Margaret Smyth years and years before, and that at a certain point (while he was still busy slaying, losing a leg or planning his revenge), for some reason he decided to come back to her and accidentally had a daughter. That would mean that Jack remembered Margaret Smyth's name DECADES after he met her.

The Post-Credit Scene: What?

WHY'S DAVY JONES BACK? The Trident technically broke all the curses of the sea. He is THE cursed man of the sea. AND HE'S DEAD. The only answer I was able to give me, is that the moment the Trident broke the curses, the curse that said if you stab his heart he dies was also broken, so he technically didn't die, but it makes even less sense, because if the curses just aren't real anymore, then a man shouldn't be able to... carve out his heart and put it in a chest, right? (Which by the way, makes Will Turner being alive senseless as well). Even if so, Davy should've come back as a human.

My conclusion is that this movie should not exist, and we, as a community, should pretend it was never made. Hector is alive. Bye.

Imago

#potc #pirates of the caribbean #potc analysis #dead men tell no tales #analysis #media analysis #pirates #jack sparrow #hector barbossa #carina smyth #henry turner #elizabeth swann #will turner #calypso #davy jones #salazar

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nortism · 2 months

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doctor who liveblog pt 39

s7 ep13 nightmare in silver

- classic heads poking out the door one by one

- i’ve not seen classic who but that guy looks the amalgamation of all their doctors

- always the fucking cybermen

- hello warwick davis

- obviously they’re gonna wander off

- uh oh cyberman

- uh oh cyberbugs

- uh oh the cyberman got the little kid

- no blowing up this planet is good advice tbh

- uh oh half cybermen.

- uh oh he got cybered

- they really need a new companion handbook so clara can get how serious cybermen are

- oh that is quite a few cybermen

- oh no the most thing didn’t work

- porridge is the emperor?!

- i think i would have taken him on up on the marriage proposal

s7 ep14 the name of the doctor

- ayyy gallifrey

- oh the first doctor hello

- omg all the classic doctors

- impossible girl lets go

- MADAME VASTRA!!

- RIVER!! i’ve been wondering where she got to

- trenzalore sounds like an anti depressant

- JENNY?!!?!::)/£ NOOOOOO

- oh i don’t like these guys

- what do u mean an ex, u guys just got married??

- uh oh he’s crying, this is unsettling

- oh shit we’re going to the doctor’s grave

- the tardis always the most sensible person around

- oh giant tardis

- hello river

- RIVER’S GRAVE?!

- yay jenny

- oh this fucking guy again

- this is not good

- JENNY NOOOO

- strax omg

- omg clara no

- oh she said the line

- goodbye river

- ohhh the leaf

- this whole name business feels very much like a trans allegory

- hello john hurt as the doctor

mini episode - the night of the doctor

- i’ve been told there’s other mini episodes but this is the one that’s on iplayer

- not sure i got that but crazy stuff

the day of the doctor

- ooh the old intro

- she’s a teacher now??

- WITH BILLIE PIPER???

- also hello david tennant or whatever

- hello billie piper??

- is this meant to be rose?!

- wait she’s the conscience??

- ohhhhhh

- i forgot he married elizabeth i

- oh hello painted david tennant

- david what has happen to your hair?!?

- this is so silly

- uh oh zygons

- jack harkness mention!!

- NO CLARA!!

- yes then clara !!

- that’s a lot of dead children

- ofc the door was unlocked

- ALLLL THIRTEENNNNNN

- oh this is hype as hell

- ohhh the war doctor turning into nine

- i think i supposed to know who the curator is but i don’t

- that was a crazy crossover, i loved it. i just wish eccelston didn’t hate being the doctor bc i would have liked it if all three of them showed up

the time of the doctor

- oh yes fake dating subplot

- ohhh gallifrey

- oh great the silence

- the tardis should work by remote

- oh great the wall crack

- shitttt trenzalore

- oh he pulled a the parting of ways on clara

- how has he aged??

- oh he’s only got a finite number of lives, like a cat

- not again, poor clara

- oh he’s old old

- oh bonus regeneration power

- that’s not peter capaldi??

- oh he’s still cooking

- aww amelia

- AMY 😭😭

- oh the bow tie

- PETER CAPALDI!! i hope he treats clara better bc my girl has been through the wars

- tragic we didn’t get to see him looking awkward in the bow tie, that’s always my favourite part of each regeneration

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sequinsmile-x · 9 months

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Barricade

Emily and Aaron's teenage daughter is exactly like her mother.

The only person who considers that a problem is Elizabeth.

-x-

Hi friends,

Another day, another mommy issues fic.

I had the idea for this when washing my hair, which is apparently when I have my more unhinged ideas. And writing it this evening has helped me distract myself from the increasing anxiety I am feeling about starting my new job tomorrow!!

I hope you enjoy this, I forgot how much I enjoyed writing them with slightly older kids, and I'd love to know what you think <3

-x-

Words: 2.8k

Warnings: Difficult mother/daughter relationship (duh, it's me writing about Emily and Elizabeth)

Read over on Ao3, or below the cut

“Do we have to go?”

Emily sighs as she turns to look at her daughter, raising her eyebrows at the 14-year-old before she looks at herself in the mirror again.

“Vi, you know we have to,” she replies as she adjusts her dress, critically looking up and down at her reflection, “Your grandmother asked us to go so we’re going.”

It was yet another night spent at yet another event her mother had requested they go to. Ever since she and Aaron had got married and had children they’d been invited to more and more things like this, their mere existence, a family Emily was sure she’d never have perfect for Elizabeth’s public image. Emily was able to dodge some of the events, using the kids and their hobbies as excuses as well as her and Aaron’s work, but she knew when to pick her battles. And tonight wasn’t one of them.

Violet leans against the doorframe, her arms crossed over her chest as she sighs, “How come Jack gets out of going?”

Emily chuckles as she takes one last look at herself before she turns and walks towards Violet, “Because, honey, Jack is at college a few hundred miles away,” She lowers her voice and mutters under her breath, “Lucky kid.”

Violet nods and stands up straight, “Dad is helping Benny with his tie, apart from that he’s ready to go. I talked him out of his light-up Spiderman sneakers.”

She smiles as she thinks of her 12-year-old, the boy a double of his father right down to his more serious nature. He was quiet, reserved in a way neither she nor Violet were, and she knew it made her daughter protective of her younger brother. Something Emily hoped would continue forever, through the difficult teenage years that occasionally reared their ugly head, outbursts from the young girl that almost made Emily feel sorry for her own mother.

Almost.

“Thanks, sweetie,” Emily says, tucking some of Violet's dark hair behind her ear. Just as wild and untamable as it had been when she was a toddler, a curl to it that neither Emily nor Aaron were sure where it came from. She looks at the dress she’d chosen for Violet to wear, the dark green material of it suiting her perfectly and she smiles, “You look very pretty.”

Violet beams, smiling in a way that reveals her braces, and Emily watches how her cheeks pink up with embarrassment, “Thanks, Mom. You look pretty too.”

“Vi, Em, we’ve got to get going.”

They exchange a smile at Aaron’s shout up the stairs, and Violet rolls her eyes, “You just had to marry the most punctual man on the planet, didn’t you?”

Emily chuckles and places her hand on Violet’s shoulder and squeezes as she turns her daughter around and leads her out of the room.

“He has his uses,” she says, waggling her eyebrows as Violet looks at her, already laughing before the teenager reacts.

“Oh god, Mom. Gross.”

___

“How are you holding up sweetheart?”

She smiles as she looks at her husband, gratefully taking the glass of wine he offers her as he stands next to her, his arm snaking around her waist so he can rest his hand on her hip.

“I’m surviving,” she says, looking at the dancefloor and smiling as she spots Violet and Benjamin dancing together, both of them laughing, “At least they are having fun.” She leans into his side, seeking out his comfort, “I miss the days when we could use their early bedtimes as an excuse to leave,” she says, sighing as he kisses her temple, “Or a case.”

He smiles against her skin and kisses her once more before pulling away, “Sorry for retiring and throwing a spanner in the works for you.”

She hums and tilts her head to look at him, “I’ll forgive you,” she says, winking at him, “It’s kind of my fault too for accepting that promotion.”

When he retired, content for Section Chief to be the highest he climbed in the FBI, she was the obvious choice for his replacement. It was a promotion she’d gladly accepted. Whilst she missed being part of the BAU, the timing, and the opportunity to spend more time with her family, were perfect.

Even if it did mean she no longer had a valid excuse to dip out of her mother’s events early.

Any further conversation is cut off as Elizabeth walks over with a man Emily vaguely recognises, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tries to remember who he is.

“Emily, Aaron,” Elizabeth says as she comes to a stop in front of them, “You remember Russell Shaw,” she says, indicating to the man with her, “He’s the Head of Georgetown Day School.”

It clicks into place, and Emily has to stop herself from sighing. Ever since she and Aaron had become engaged, and it became clear to Elizabeth that the relationship was going to last, she’d been insistent that they sent Jack to private school. It was something both Emily and Aaron made clear they didn’t want, and they repeatedly told her so again and again. Her comments about it only got more frequent after Violet and Benjamin were born, and her distaste for them going to public school, no matter how excellent the schools were, never wavering.

This wasn’t the first, nor did Emily think it would be the last, time that Elizabeth blind-sighted them with one of her friends who just so happened to be a head of a private school.

“Your mother tells me you have two children,” Russell says as he shakes Aaron's and then Emily’s hands.

“Three,” Aaron corrects, his hand landing on Emily’s hip again, squeezing tightly in a way he knows she needs in moments like this, “Jack, our eldest, is at college - Yale,” he says, smiling as he always did when he thought of how his son had chosen Emily’s alma mater over his, “Violet and Benjamin are 14 and 12,” he adds, nodding over to them on the dance floor.

Russell smiles and casts a glance at the children, “Well,” he says, turning his attention to Emily, “Your mother tells me you’re interested in them potentially joining Georgetown Day School,” he says, and Emily grits her teeth, her eyes flashing to her mother’s as Aaron holds her even tighter, “We’d be delighted to have some Prentiss’ in our school community.”

“Hotchners,” Emily says, not missing how her mother tenses as she corrects the man in front of her.

“Excuse me?” Russel asks, clearing his throat, and picking up on the rising tension.

“My children are Hotchners,” she repeats, a wide, yet fake, smile on her face, “Not Prentiss’. And we’re perfectly happy with the school they currently go to,” she says, looking at her mother, her gaze hardening as her eyes meet hers, “My mother must have got her wires crossed.”

Elizabeth glares at her for a beat, her disapproval clear, before she turns to Russell, “Come on Russell, I believe I saw the O’Briens,” she says, leading him away, another look thrown over her shoulder at her daughter, “They’ve been dying to see you.”

Emily feels the tension leave her body and she allows herself to sink into Aaron’s side, “She is unbelievable.”

Aaron runs his hand up and down her side, soothing her in the only way he could until they got home, “I’m sorry, sweetheart. Do you want to go?”

She shakes her head and presses a kiss to his cheek, “It’s okay, it’s just easier to stay,” she sighs, draining the rest of her wine, “I wouldn’t mind another glass of wine though.”

He smiles and stamps a kiss against her lips, before he steps away, “Another glass of wine coming up.”

She blows out a steady breath and shakes her head, but barely has a moment’s peace before a hand wraps around her wrist and drags her out into the hall. She frowns at her mother as they find themselves in relative privacy, and she pulls her arms out of her grasp.

“Mother, what is-”

“Did you have to be so rude to Russell?” She asks, her voice a low whisper as she shakes her head, “He was only trying to be nice.”

Emily rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest, “I wasn’t rude,” she says, “And how many times do I have to tell you we aren’t sending the kids to private school.”

She sees a familiar wave of disapproval wash over her mother’s face, an expression she’d been on the receiving end of for as long as she could remember. From back when simply skimming her knees by playing outside would seemingly warrant it to now, being a mother herself and making decisions for her children that Elizabeth would never agree with.

“I just think you’re being narrow-minded-”

“I’m being narrow-minded?” Emily asks, chuckling humourlessly as she shakes her head, “You’re the one trying to force me to send my kids to a school I have no interest in sending them to,” she says as she spots Aaron approaching them over her mother’s shoulder.

“Is everything okay over here?” Aaron asks, standing next to his wife, his hand finding its place on her lower back, the curve there that seemed to be carved out specifically for him.

Elizabeth shakes her head, “Talk to your wife Aaron,” she says, sounding exasperated, “She’s putting your children’s futures at risk because she’d rather spite me than put them first like a mother should.”

Emily’s mouth falls open, the accusation enough to shock her briefly into silence, and just as she’s about to respond, she’s cut off by another voice entirely.

“You can’t speak to her like that.”

All three of them turn to look at Violet standing just a few paces away, her arms crossed over her chest, and her face furrowed into the frown she’d inherited from her father.

“Vi-”

“She’s an excellent mom,” Violet says, stepping closer and cutting her father’s attempts to stop her, “And I don’t want to go to some stupid private school. I like my school, with my friends,” She looks back and forth between her mother and her grandmother, “You of all people don’t get to imply that she’s a bad mom.”

“Vi,” Emily says, stepping forward and squeezing her daughter’s shoulder, “It’s ok,” she says, smiling reassuringly when Violet turns to look at her, “Go get your brother and meet us by the car.”

Violet looks like she’s going to argue but she nods sharply and leaves, disappearing just as quickly as she’d appeared. Emily briefly catches her husband's eye, and she doesn’t miss the absolute pride shining on his face. Elizabeth hums disapprovingly and shakes her head.

“That girl is just like you.”

Emily feels Aaron tense next to her and she reaches for his hand, squeezing it tightly, a silent reminder of his years old promise to never say anything to her mother, to leave those battles for her.

“Yeah,” Emily says, smiling as she nods her head. It was something she’d been told since the moment Violet was born. Their similarity looks wise the first thing that people often drew on. As Violet got older and her personality developed it only got clearer just how much she was like Emily, traits and habits that she’d been chastised for her entire life shining through her daughter in a way that she could only see as positives. Things that would be a strength as she got older, instead of the hindrance her own mother clearly still saw them as. “She really is,” she looks up at her mother, their eyes meeting, “And I don’t see anything wrong with that.”

___

Violet is out of the car and up the stairs to her bedroom before Aaron can even get the key back out of the front door.

“Vi-” He calls up the stairs after her, but Emily squeezes his arm and shakes her head.

“I’ll go talk to her honey,” she says, smiling at him before she turns to Benjamin, “Time for you to go to bed, sweetie.”

Benjamin nods and wraps his arms tightly around her, “Okay Mom,” he says, not negotiating to delay his bedtime like he usually would, “Love you,” he squeezes her tightly one more time before he disentangles himself and throws a look at Aaron, “Love you too, Dad.”

“Love you buddy.”

“Love you, Benny.”

Emily and Aaron speak simultaneously and smile as they watch their son run up the stairs, and she looks at her husband, “I’ll go speak to Vi, meet you in the living room after?”

He nods and kisses her forehead, “I’ll make the hot chocolates.”

She sighs contentedly as she briefly leans into him, “I knew I married you for a reason,” She pulls away and heads up the stairs, coming to a stop outside her daughter's room to knock on the door.

“Vi, it’s me, honey.”

There’s a brief pause before she hears a response through the door, “Come in.”

Emily pushes the door open and feels her heart clench as she spots Violet sitting in the centre of her bed. She has her legs against her chest and her arms tight around them, her chin resting on top of her knees.

“Am I in trouble?” Violet asks, her voice shaking in a way that was uncharacteristic, “For telling Grandma off?”

“Oh, sweetie, no,” Emily says, joining Violet on the bed, reaching out and grabbing one of her hands, “If anything, your dad is probably planning on raising your allowance for saying some things he wishes I’d let him say years ago.”

She hadn’t missed the not-so-subtle smile on her husband's face the entire journey home, or how he’d kept looking at a very quiet Violet through the rear-view mirror.

Violet laughs and nods, squeezing Emily’s hand, “I’m sorry though, I hope I didn’t make things worse.”

“You didn’t, Vi. I promise,” she assures her, “What you said was sweet.”

“It’s true though,” Violet says, shifting closer to Emily, “You’re the best mom, and I hate that she was trying to say you aren’t because you won’t send us to some school. She’s the bad mom.”

Emily sighs, “Vi-”

“It’s true!” Violet exclaims, her voice raising slightly, “You’re always sad after we see her, and she always says something mean. It drives us crazy.”

She frowns, her eyebrows knitting together, “Us?’

Violet nods, “Yeah, me and Jack and Benny.”

“You…talk about it?” She asks, guilt simmering in her belly at the realisation that she hadn’t hidden any of it as well as she hoped she had, that her children had picked up on everything she’d tried to protect them from.

“Yeah,” Violet replies, as if it was obvious, “Why do you think Jack always calls you after we’ve seen her? Or why Benny and I don’t argue about bedtime or fight with each other afterwards,” she shrugs half-heartedly, “It’s our way of trying to help.”

Emily sighs and pulls Violet into a hug, something she gratefully returns, her arms tight around her mother’s neck.

“Oh sweet girl,” she says as she strokes her daughter’s back, the nickname she’d stopped using three years ago when Violet declared she was too grown up for it slipping out, “You guys always help, no matter what.” She pulls back and smiles at Violet and cups her cheek, her thumb catching a stray tear that had escaped past her lashline, “And I’m sorry I didn’t protect you from it all a little better.”

“Mom, you have nothing to be sorry for,” Violet says, a wry smile spreading across her face, “You’ve raised some pretty smart kids, even if you have sent us to crappy public schools.”

Emily barks out a laugh and briefly presses her forehead into her daughters, “I’m going to let the cursing go this once, but please don’t do it in front of your father, you’ll give him a heart attack and I quite like having him around.”

Violet nods in agreement and her smile fades, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, “I’m sorry if grandma is mad about tonight.”

Emily shrugs it off and stands up, “Leave your grandmother to me,” she says, offering a hand out to Violet, “Now, Dad said he was going to make me a hot chocolate, and I have a sneaking suspicion he will have made you one too.”

The teenager smiles widely and jumps up off the bed, surpassing Emily’s hand to link her arm through hers, her head on her mother’s shoulder as they walk out of her room.

“Do you think we could convince him to watch Real Housewives of Orange County with us?”

Emily smiles and kisses her daughter's temple, “I think you could convince him of just about anything right now.”

Violet hums to herself, “Maybe I should yell at Grandma more often.”

“Violet.”

-x-

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ricky-tiki-tah · 3 months

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Glamrock Freddy Through The Ball Pit Part 1

(These aren’t particularly chapters, but each post is numbered and tagged ‘#gfttbp au fic’ so it’s easier to get to them)

“Disassemble Freddy!” Vanny screeched, her wide crazed red eyes zeroing in on the bear.

“Gregory, run!” Freddy called out, giving the boy a soft push in the direction he needed to go before taking off towards the many employee hallways to lose the staff bots. “I’ll distract them!”

Gregory gave a determined nod and continued on his way.

Freddy ran as fast as he was able, finding a nearly empty storage room to barricade himself in, tumbling staff bots as he went.

That was a mistake.

It appeared that the staff bots weren’t working alone. The spare endoskeletons had joined in the hunt and started to bang on the door Freddy had hurriedly closed. He looked around in case there was anything helpful in the room.

There, a crowbar! After a moment’s contemplation, Freddy jumped away from the door, racing towards the opposite side of the room, past the abandoned ball pit that seemed to be the only other thing in the room.

He didn’t make it. The staff bots swarmed him and the much stronger endos started tearing into his outer shell.

The bots ripped him apart, pieces flying everywhere. Freddy had barely enough time to hope Gregory would make it out of the pizzaplex safely before one of the bots tore out something he needed to function, and everything went black.

It was the housing for Freddy’s AI coding. The ending that had ripped it out, tossing the bits of metal and wires aside to continue wreaking havoc on the animatronic bear.

No one noticed that the small bit of Freddy that made him who he was landed in the ball pit.

(>*v*<)

Michael was playing hide and seek. Or more accurately, he was hiding in the Fazbear Diner’s ball pit, laying in wait for his little brother, planning to jump out and scare the nearly seven year old.

“Ouch!” Something poked his leg, and Michael put a hand down to feel around for whatever the thing was. It wasn’t safe to leave pokey things where little kids played.

After waving through the colorful plastic balls for a long moment, Mike’s hand closed around something small and slightly rubbery. Confused he surfaced and pulled the thing up to look at it.

The small object appeared to be some sort of charm, missing its chain. It was a light blue, rubbery plastic, lightning bolt. It looked cool.

Michael completely forgot his previous mission of scaring Evan and instead went searching for something to string through the small circle at the top of the pendant. He planned to wear it, declaring in his mind that it was something a cool rockstar would wear.

It wasn’t long before he found a bit of balloon ribbon and had strung the pendant around his neck. He planned to switch the ribbon out for a bit of twine when he went home later that evening.

Speaking of going home…

“Mikey, let’s go! Daddy says we’re leaving!” Elizabeth called out, running past him to join their father and little brother at the entrance.

“Comin’!”

(>*v*<)

Freddy didn’t think he would wake up. Not that the animatronics really slept, but they did rest occasionally. This felt different. Like he was under water or behind a curtain. He couldn’t quite see anything clearly yet, but he heared one voice very clearly.

“Now I look like a superstar!”

He wondered where the voice came from. It sounded excited, and Freddy realized he was excited for the voice as well, despite not knowing who it belonged to. Everyone deserved to be a superstar.

Freddy blinked and everything got a tiny bit clearer. Just enough that he could make out vague shapes around him, but not enough to understand where he was.

“Wait until I show my friends!” The voice squealed and Freddy smiled softly before everything fell dark again.

(>*v*<)

Over time, though Freddy was unsure how much time, he was able to see much clearer, and what he saw greatly shocked and confused the poor bear.

He wasn’t in any sort of machine, be it endoskeleton or computer. He actually appeared to be riding along in a young boy’s head.

He couldn’t do much about this fact, unable to actually move on his own or even speak aloud. He did learn however, over the course of a day or so after the world finally cleared up, that the boy seemed to be able to hear him, at least a small amount. Pausing as if considering Freddy’s commentary at some points.

Freddy learned that the boy’s name was Michael and that he was thirteen years old. He has shaggy brown hair, grey-blue eyes, and a bright smile that lights up his brown, freckle covered face. Michael also has two younger siblings, Elizabeth and Evan. They live with their father, and visit a diner that he owns nearly every day.

Freddy also learns that Michael has three friends. The strange part, he thinks, is that each of them have a mask depicting much older versions of his friends, and even himself.

It’s with these three friends that Freddy finds himself most vocal, quietly scolding when the four boys pick on younger children at school or even Michael’s own brother. He doesn’t know why they do so, but he intends to make Michael aware that it is unkind.

(>*v*<)

Mike is fairly certain he’s going insane.

He keeps hearing a voice at the back of his mind, asking random questions, noting something he might have missed in schoolwork, and even scolding him for his actions. He wonders if his conscience woke up and gained a voice.

It’s very strange, he thinks, to have a proud voice say ‘well done, Superstar!’ after he’s completed a task, but he smiles at the praise nonetheless.

Lizzie keeps looking at him strangely when he suddenly starts grinning like a loon after washing the dishes. He’s not sure how to explain that the voice in his head is proud of him for doing something so simple as his chores without looking like a nutcase so he stays quiet. It’s not like she needs to know anyway.

Instead, Mike plots his surprise for Evan’s birthday at the end of the week.

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greatbritishsimchallenge · 4 months

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"Cassian! I have amazing news!" beamed Elizabeth.

"Is that so, my love? Pray tell!"

"I'm pregnant!"

Cassian hugged Elizabeth and began to rub his hands over her bump, "How far along are you? This is... a sizeable bump."

"I don't know much about these things, sweetie. Must have been from one of our spirited love-making sessions a while back and it's just taken me a minute to realise."

"But we didn't make love in a manner that could bear children until quite recently?" asked Cassian, confused.

"What are you talking about?" laughed Elizabeth, "We've been at it since long before our wedding day! It's honestly a wonder this hasn't happened already."

"No, but -" Cassian tried to interrupt, but Elizabeth quickly covered him in kisses.

"Oh, you are going to be such a wonderful father, I can't wait! I must dash, sweetheart, I have a riding lesson booked and you know how fussy the squires get if you're late. Honestly, you'd think the mood of the horse was more important than my own!"

Before Cassian could challenge her further, Elizabeth had left.

Cassian sought out Henry to ask his thoughts.

"Perhaps she is right, father. Perhaps you just forgot one of your particular episodes with her? You have been rather active, after all."

"Maybe I am just becoming forgetful in my old age..." Cassian replied, unconvinced. "I'll try talking to her again when she returns from riding."

Hearing that Elizabeth was out riding, Henry quickly shifted tact.

"Although," he added cautiously, "If you are that concerned, I wouldn't wait. Perhaps she didn't feel able to speak openly in the castle - the walls have too many ears. Perhaps in the privacy of the woods she might feel able to be more honest?"

Cassian nodded sombrely, "I suppose... I'll go talk to her. I'm probably wrong, but... something just feels off."

"Better to be sure with these things," Henry agreed. As he watched his father leave, Henry felt a cautious happiness build within him.

Story continues under the cut (NSFW: sex, murder, domestic violence against women)

It took Cassian some time to find Elizabeth. Eventually it was the noise that drew him to her; at first it sounded like the intense rustling of animals fighting, then the noises became distinctly more human and sounded like moaning and groaning. Concerned she might be hurt, Cassian rushed towards the sound and halted to an abrupt stop when he was able to see the source of noise.

Cassian watched Elizabeth rolling around in the grass with her lover, his rage building as she failed to notice that she was being watched. As he watched, he thought of all the times she was with him. With him, sex with her suddenly seemed like an amateur dramatic performance filled with over-the-top cries of pleasure and performative declarations of love. Seeing her with this man, Cassian could see how real and genuine her pleasure was - and that only infuriated him more.

"Elizabeth!"

"Cassian!" Elizabeth pushed the man away from her and lept up, looking frantically around as if for some reasoning she could give to what Cassian had seen. "I... umm... thank goodness you're here! That man attacked me!"

Cassian looked the petrified, naked man once over and saw the way he looked at Elizabeth with eyes filled with hurt and betrayal.

"You're lying. I watched you two together and you were wanting every fucking second," Cassian snarled, before adding to the man, "Get out of here." The man grabbed his clothes and rushed to his horse, galloping off without looking back.

Cassian stepped menacingly towards Elizabeth.

"That baby is not mine, is it?"

"Cassian, darling, of course it is. This was a one time mistake, I -"

"Stop lying to me!" Cassian yelled, grabbing Elizabeth by the throat. "How long have you been lying to me? Did you ever even love me? Or have you just been using me all of this time? You were going to pass another man's child off as mine? You made me think you loved me! How could you do this to me, you evil whore!"

In his rage, Cassian failed to recognise how tightly he gripped Elizabeth's neck, nor how her flails were growing weaker. It was only when her eyes closed and her arms dropped to her sides that he released her. Her dead body fell in a crumple to the floor.

The moment her body fell, all of Cassian's rage left his body and was immediately replaced with sadness.

"What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?" I repeated over and over to himself.

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melancholicheart · 9 months

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All This Time- Chapter 5

cw: trans male pregnancy (past, mentioned), angst, miscommunication, fluff and happy ending

The supermarket was as uneventful as a shopping trip with a four year old gets. Elizabeth was determined to show her Dad all her favourite things, like the cat food that has the ‘pretty kitty’ on the box and the dog toys that cause arguments between her and Johnny since he won’t get them a pet.

She asks politely for a chocolate bar, which she receives, and she shares it with Simon after he tells her that Snickers are his favourite too.

Like clockwork, when they near the checkouts, Johnny grabs four different flowers without a word. He picks a tulip, a rose, a chrysanthemum and a gerbera daisy.

Simon tried to ask what they’re for but got distracted by Elizabeth pulling on his hand when the crowd around them grew. It was busy in the store, lots of people getting last minute back to school supplies as well as their weekly shops.

Before long, they wandered across from Tesco towards a church. Simon knows it well, it’s the reason he and Johnny had the flat so close to it, he buried his family there many years ago. Simon is surprised to see Johnny pick Elizabeth up, swinging her onto his hip as she holds the four different flowers gently, as he then waltzes into the graveyard.

Simon is a few steps behind but quickly catches up as they wander through the cemetery. It’s more crowded since he was last there, newer gravestones deep in the ground with gold etching on the marble.

Just as Simon goes to speak, Elizabeth is placed on the floor and she rushes off, quiet mumbles of ‘Nanny!’ escaping her mouth. Simon stands to Johnny’s side, “Johnny, why are we here?”

“To see her Nan,” Johnny says, matter-of-factly. He turns to Simon and his face pales dramatically fast. His hand comes to his mouth as he gasps, “Shit! Fuckin’ shite! Simon, I’m sorry, I didn’t think and I- I- Christ Almighty, I’m such a fuckin’ moron! I- we can go back, I’m sorry!”

Simon shakes his head, “No, Johnny, it’s okay. Probably about time I paid my respects.”

“Simon, I mean it, if you want to leave, we can go. It’s your call.” Johnny says firmly.

Simon looks up in time to see Elizabeth plop herself down in front of a grave with a smile on her face. He knows the plot well. Two companion plots, at a hefty sum too, but the lifting weight from his pocket did nothing to ease the weight on his mind. Far on the other end of the yard, an abandoned plot at this point, probably still stands. Withered with age and damaged from the weather. He hopes it rots eternally.

“Johnny, it’s fine.”

And with that, they catch up to their daughter.

For a four year old, her knowledge of graveyard respect is exceptional. She sits by the graves, but the heavy load sitting on Simon’s shoulders as he approaches dissipates when he sees Elizabeth there. She is plucking at the weeds in the ground, muttering ‘yuck!’ to Johnny as he sits beside her. She grabs dying flowers from out of the pots and places one of the flowers in each one.

Elizabeth Riley gets the Rose, Beth Riley the Tulip. Tommy gets the Daisy and Joseph. Joseph, whose age doesn’t even reach ten, he gets the Chrysanthemum.

The graves are perfectly maintained. No damage, no disturbed soil, no birds leaving their mess on the stones. They’re meticulously cleaned and Simon sees immediately that this has been Johnny and Elizabeth’s ‘project’ over the years.

“JoJo, I brought the- Papa I forgot how to say it! Ah, bronty- bron-to-saurus,” She spells out with a grin, “This week.”

She places the little toy dinosaur in front of the grave marker and lets it walk over the ground before saying, “Your turn!”

Joseph lays in the plot between his mother, and his grandmother. Tommy is on the end but there’s one grave missing. There’s a chunk of marble still forced into the ground and Johnny sees where Simon is looking.

He clears his throat, “A documentary came out a few years ago. About what happened. Kids came here and vandalised your stone. I- I was about eight months pregnant when it happened but I came and removed the stone. Broke it into pieces and took it out from here in the middle of the night. Police came knocking the day after, thought they might’ve caught me somehow, but they came to inform me of the incident. They had caught the vandals and assumed it was them. Think they took pity on me.” Johnny turns to Elizabeth and combs a hand through her wild hair.

Simon nods weakly and huffs, “Why'd you do that?”

“Regardless of what you think of yourself, Simon, I wasn’t going to let a group of kids ruin your name. I couldn’t stand it. You saved my life multiple times, you gave me my daughter, you’ve done everything and more for me and all I wanted to do was pay you back. Do something for you, for a change.” Johnny mumbles. He reaches over to Elizabeth Riley’s grave and plucks a dandelion out the ground.

“Talk to your Nana, sweetheart.” Johnny tells Lizzie, letting her clamber in front of the stone. She natters away about how she’s starting school and how the little girl next door is going to be in the same class.

She then mumbles, “Mah Daddy came home, Nana! He’s funny and big!” She giggles and Johnny turns to Simon to see him walking towards his Father’s grave.

“Ah shite,” Johnny sighs. He gives Simon his space for a minute, watching him out the corner of his eye as he stops at the grave in the far distance. He lets Elizabeth say everything she wants to, plays with ‘Joseph’ again and tells Beth how her hair is growing long and pretty like hers, before he bundles her into his arms and goes after Simon.

Just before they get there, Johnny places Elizabeth down and tells her he’ll just be a moment. He asks her to stay close by and she nods, going sitting at some other graves and taking weeds out the ground there instead.

Johnny walks over to Simon and places a hand on the small of his back, feeling Simon flinch. He looks at the grave before him. The sides are chipped and damaged, the words are weathering away and there is moss growing on the surface of the rock. The name ‘Damien Riley’ is slightly visible on the grave and Johnny notes how Simon’s hand is in a fist.

“I never brought her to this one,” Johnny mumbles, “I knew what he did to you all, couldn’t even think about paying respect to him, never mind force Elizabeth to.”

“You- How long have you been coming?” Simon asks.

“Since you left. It sounds silly, because I knew, deep down, you were alive. I was scared you may have been KIA or something though and I- I wanted to feel close to you. I would sit at your grave a-and talk to you. I would bring pictures from my scans and I played you a recording of her heartbeat once. I thought that if you knew you would’ve been here.” Johnny mumbles, “Since then, I’ve been caring for all the graves. Brought Elizabeth for the first time once she had all her jabs. I’ve talked to the graves a lot, these past five years almost, Simon, but I’ve never been to this one.”

“And Elizabeth,” Simon mumbles, “You’ve told her all about them? She calls my Mum, Nana.”

Johnny nods, “Well she is, isn’t she? I told her that they were in an accident.”

“Johnny I-” There’s a crack in Simon’s voice and when Johnny looks up, he sees tears on his face, “I don’t know how you could say you want to pay me back when that’s all you’ve been doing always.”

“It doesn’t feel like enough.” Johnny says.

“Well it is! You have cared for my family, thought about them even in death. You protected my honour. You did it all whilst having and raising our daughter when I wasn’t even here. I walked out on you when you needed me the most, and I'll never forgive myself for forcing you to do this all on your own.” Simon sighs. He glares deeply at the grave before him before turning his back to it and looking into Johnny’s eyes instead.

“And I’d do it all again in a heartbeat,” Johnny confirms, “Whether you believe it or not, I was indebted to you Simon. I always repay my debts.”

Simon wraps his arms around Johnny and buries his face into his neck. He breathes shakily as Johnny holds him close and mumbles, “Thankyou.” under his breath.

Elizabeth comes over, tugging on both of their jeans in an attempt to get their attention. Simon breaks the hug and lifts her up, sitting her on his hip, before leaning back into Johnny’s embrace.

A hand rubs his back, distinctly Johnny’s, but he feels a smaller hand gently patting between his shoulders when a voice speaks up, “Sad Daddy be happy now.”

Simon chuckles a little and rests his head against Elizabeth’s, “I am happy, darling, I promise.”

Johnny leans over and plants a kiss on Lizzie’s cheek, mumbling to her about how proud he is that she’s been good and that she’s such a sweet girl and Simon feels the large weight on his chest lift, like a dam opening up, and love comes flowing through the gaps and encompasses his heart entirely.

#call of duty #mw2 #ghostsoap #mw2 2022 #soapghost #john soap mactavish #family #ghost #simon ghost riley #soap #trans mpreg #trans man

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INSPIRED BY ART- IBA

Bandit Crush

(CASSIDY BLACKWATCH X FEMALE!READER)

I just look at this art and is so cute, I wanna give it a try!

*Blackwatch base, they were having a reunion about last mission...failed mission*

Gabe- I told everybody to back off! Why the fuck you stay there, Genji?!

Genji- Hm...*cross his arms looking away*

Gabe- ANSWER ME, BOY!

Moira- *open the door* I got bad e good news.

Cassidy- Ooh hey snake poison, we missed you *chuckle*

Gabe- Where the hell were you, Moira?

Moira- Jack Morrison find me on the laboratory and he wanted me to give news for you, commander.

Gabe- *sighs* What is the good new?

Moira- We're having a little help for the next missions.

Gabe- And the bad one?

Moira- Is a She.

Gabe- *looking around* And why this is bad?

Moira- Bad for me having to handle with young girls trying to look strong and feminist *roll eyes and step out the room*

Gabe- Moira we didn't...! WE DIDN'T FINISH THE REUNION!

Cass- Jesus...! Commander, can you scream lower? *lighting the cigar*

Gabe- No smoking inside...

Cass- ...fine...*sighs putting back on the pocket* So! Is a "she"? Interesting have a new woman figure here...I hope she is more...normal.

Genji- I hope she is at least hot...

Cass- Hey hey! *laughs* Don't be so thirsty, Genji.

Genji- A pretty woman would definitely make me feel better....

Cass- Oh yeah, I forgot that you were a playboy guy. Anyway! *gets up*

Gabe- Sit down, I'm not finished.

Cass- Alright...*sit down*

Gabe- Next mission...I- *someone open the door* GOD DAMMIT! What is it now?! *look at the door and feels embarrassed* Oh...

You- Should I have knocked, commander?

Gabe- *look up and down* Yes but I'm sorry yelled at you, miss. You may be the one.

Cass- Howdy, lady...*gets up taking off the hat holding against his chest*

You- Cole Cassidy...*wink and smile*

Cass- Oh...*laughs embarrassed* She knows my name! *whispers to Gabriel*

Genji- *take a look and sighs* Ok, she's hot. I'll take it.

You- Excuse me?

Cass- Hahaha! I'm sorry, miss! *put his hat on Genji's face* He is just a kid, you know!

Gabe- Well, so...can you introduce yourself, please?

You- Y/N strike commander of the Unit Forces in Canada.

Gabe- And you're Canadian?

You- Does it make a difference?

Cass- Uuh she's a tough...*talking to himself*

Gabe- How do you know Jack Morrison? He never mentioned you before?

You- Are you jealous, commander? *smirk* He never had a reason to mention my name.

Gabe- And what make you so special to come help Blackwatch? We make the dirty work here...

You- *laughs* I know, that's why I accepted... I'm the one who murder in cold blood, torture... first, I was trained to be a assassin and second, strike commander. I pass trought some good shit, commander Reyes. Trust me.

Genji- I trust her *wearing Bassie*

Cass- Give me the hat! *grab it putting back* Anyway! I need some coffee break, we'll leave both of you to speak a little bit more about...missions and...torture *wink and pull Genji with him together outside*

*After a few minutes, Gabriel and you leave the room and you spotted Cassidy coming out of the kitchen with another coffee mug, he stopped looking at you and smirk*

Cass- Howdy, miss.

You- Howdy...Jesse Mcgree...*cross your arms and smile* Changed your name?

Cass- Yeaah, you know...starting life from 0.

You- *smirk* It worked?

Cass- We will see *take a sip* Wanna a coffee?

You- No, thanks...*approching* I've heard that you were in Deadlock gang...*look at his tatto*

Cass- Well, old times! *laugh nervously* I mean, the boss there doesn't know I'm here yet, so...

You- Elizabeth Caledonia?

Cass- Oh...you know her.

You- I chased her for a long time, but now...whatever *fix his vestments* I could use you to catch her, but...I dont want to waste your charming, Cassidy.

Cass- M-My...My charming? Hehe...! *blushing*

You- *Grab him by the clothes pulling him to you* But if I catch you with Deadlock gang...you're a dead man! Understood?

Cass- Yes...! Yes! Of course! *swallow dry* Don't worry, strike commander, I will never be affiliate with Deadlock again, miss.

You- Good boy... *tap his chest and smile* You know...I always felt a little uneasy with cowboys *Playing with his collar*

Cass- Uneasy in a strong word, lady...*blushing* ~Why the hell I'm so fucking nervous around this woman?! I don't even know her! ~

You- Always so rebel and egocentric.

Cass- Don't believe in what you see in the movies *chuckles* I'm a cool cowboy.

You- You're a nice cowboy? *sexy voice taking your hand to his face feeling his face warmed*

Cass- Ye-yeah...*blushing harder* I'm...nice!

You- I always had a crush on you, Cassidy. Don't disappoint me...*pull his chest and smile walking away*

Cass- I...I...*laughing like a goofy* Yeah...I won't...*hearing something dripping and looking down, the coffee was dripping out of the mug* Wha...?! AH! My coffee! Clumsy cowboy! Dammit!

Genji- ...the fuck was that? *looking at him from the sofa*

Cass- Wha? Which part?

Genji- You literally turned you mug...are you ok?

Cass- *laughs* I'm feeling wonderful, partner! Hehehe!

*Later at Gabe's room*

Gabe- *laughs* She flirted with you? Really?

Cass- Yeah! I'm not lying!

Gabe- *take off his shirt* Right, you did not flirt with her? She did?

Cass- Yes!

Gabe- How can someone leave you so fucking embarrassed, Cole?

Cass- Her! She's so...! So everything!

Gabe- You just met her, Cassidy...

Cass- She knows me! And she said that always had crush on me!

Gabe- A crush on you?! Come on, Cassidy! *laughs*

Cass- She knows the Deadlock gang, God Dammit, Gabe! She were after Ashe a few years ago, I do even remember her talking about someone following all her tracks!

Gabe- Really? Oh, so she may have some stuffs about you.

Cass- Exactly, that's why! She have a crush on me *smirk* Got it?

Gabe- But you were a bandit.

Cass- She may like the bad guys *laugh*

Gabe- You're...not...a bad guy, Cass *holding laugh* Actually you're pretty nice for a bandit.

Cass- Hey, come on! I use to rob and...

Gabe- Kill innocents? I don't think so.

Cass- Ok, I do have a problem with being a actually bad guy! *lighting cigar and Gabe open the windows*

Gabe- *sighs* Well...so, what you gonna do? Hook up with her?

Cass- That would be interesting *walking close to the window*

*someone knock the door*

Gabe- Come in.

You- Excuse me *go in with some papers, look at Cassidy and smile* Well, am I interrupting something?

Gabe- No no...just talking. What is this?

You- Next mission, take a look yourself, commander.

Cass- Well...good thing you'll be with us this time *smirk looking outside the window*

You- *smirk* Yeah? It would be a good thing if you show up at my room tonight, Cassidy.

Cassidy- *look at you completely red, like the photo* Wh-what...?

Gabe- *surprised and trying not to laugh* ...!!

You- I need some cowboy to teach how to ride tonight...*wink and walk out the room closing the door*

Cass- *paralyzed*...oh...

Gabe- That was...*chuckle* insane!

Cass- I...I talk to you later...Commander...*getting out of the room* I got some...business to...take care.

Gabe- Take a good care, Cassidy, I'll only let you both do this time! *laughs*

Cass- Yeah yeah, whatever! *ran away*

Yeaah a short one! 1 shot! Yay! \o/

#she/her #overwatch #overwatch x reader #fem!reader #overwatch x you #cole cassidy #cassidy x reader #cole x reader #overwatch fanfiction

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Billy Calls 911 after being drugged AU

Basically, after the kids drugged him and left with his fucking car, Billy pretends to be asleep and staggers to the phone. He calls 911.

PART 2

Billy didn't know what the fuck was happening. The last thing he remembered was trying to find Max, getting mad and getting a needle in the neck from the person he was trying to help.

It didn't help that his head was pounding even worse than the time he tried cocaine and that he felt woozy, like he'd gotten hit in the head with a frying pan kind of woozy. He didn't know what to do because when he staggered to the door, his car wasn't there and his keys weren't in his pocket anymore.

He was basically stranded in a stranger's house, feeling like shit and he didn't have anyone he could turn to. He looked around, trying to see if he could find a lifeline in this mess and the phone mounted near the kitchen wall suddenly seemed like his salvation. When in doubt, call 911 because that's what his Mama had taught him.

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It was just another regular night shift filling in for her pregnant co-worker for Samantha Collins when she got the call that changed her life.

“Hello 911. What’s your emergency?”

“My step-sister injected me with an unknown drug and left, taking my car with her. I feel funny. My heart’s poundin’ like crazy.”

She jolted awake. Well, that was certainly a first. What the fuck was happening here?

“Sir, what’s your name and location?”

“My name’s William Hargrove but I go by Billy, I’m 17 and I’m in Hawkins, Indiana at I think the Byer’s place, a bit past the main road.”

Fuck, he was just a kid but Sam couldn't dwell on that. She had a name and a general location. Sam could work with that. It didn't take too long since she recently had a call from Hawkins a few weeks ago and she had the information for the hospital and the sherriff's station already stored.

“I’ve contacted the local hospital and authorities. Help is on the way but I need you to stay on the line for me, okay?”

She heard a thud in the background, like a hand catching on the wall and she prayed that the ambulance hurried up.

“M’kay. What should I do though?” He slurred.

“I just need you to talk, Billy. Can you do that?” Sam implored.

She had no way of knowing what drugs were injected into the poor kid. She didn't know what effect it had and how long it would take to have an effect but all she could do was stall for time, time that this young kid might not have.

“Sure! Oh! Could you help me find my mama?”

Fuck, of course he would be missing his mom if his step-sister was the one who injected him with fucking unknown drugs. Still, it was a starting point and Sam would hold onto it with dear life because it just might save this young man's life.

“Yes, yes, sure. Just tell me about her.”

“M’Kay. She left when I was 8 since my dad kept hittin' her but she forgot me so he started hittin' me instead. She loved the beach though. You know, one time, I managed to ride a 9 foot wave!”

Her heart broke for this kid. He was only 17, not even old enough to drink and he's already been put through so much by his family. Weirdly enough though, even if his mom left him, he still loved her and it seemed like he'd had a lot of good times with her.

Thankfully, there was some good news on her end. The ambulance had just left the hospital and it would only be another 10 minutes until they arrived. She only had to keep him lucid for 10 more minutes in the hopes of making sure he survived. Even if his speech was starting to slur and be slowed, as long as he was captivated by the conversation, she would take it.

“That’s so cool! What else can you tell me about your mom?’

“Well her maiden name was Elizabeth Williams n' she has blond hair n' blue eyes like me. She used to work as an author 'fore Neil forced her to stop work so she could take care o’ me. I tried to find books she wrote but I don’t think she uses her real name fer ‘em.”

Sam hurriedly wrote down everything Billy said about his mom. That's information she can use to track down the no-good, child abandoning mother who needed to know what her son had gone through with her gone.

“That’s good! What else can you tell me?”

“Oh! She loved seashells n' sunsets. She loved any excuse to get out o' the house n' the beach used to just be a 10-minute walk from our house but here in Hawkins, there’s only a shitty local pool n' a lake.”

So he wasn't from Hawkins? That just made finding his mom a lot more difficult but Sam wasn't raised to be a quitter.

“Where were you from then?”

“Oh, we lived in San Diego, California 'til my mom left. After she left, dad took me to stay wit' my grandparents down in Denver while he moved our stuff to a new house. We moved to Lenora Hill back in California after a year. Then, we moved to shitty Hawkins a few months ago when my shitty stepsister tattled on me to Neil n' got me beat so badly I was in the hospital fer two weeks.”

That might explain why the mom wasn't able to get back in the picture but it would help a lot in helping Sam figure out where Billy's mom was. She tried and failed to ignore the casual mention of child abuse to the point of hospitalization because that would do nothing to help Billy right now. Sam had to keep the conversation going in a different direction even though she wanted to ask how often Billy was beat that it wasn't even an issue for him but rather a simple fact of life.

She did make sure to tell the hospital staff though and the emergency response team about the new findings. It seemed his entire family would have to have been kept away so that Billy could actually be given a chance to recover.

“Do you miss California?”

“Oh, yeah! I was good at surfin' n' I was a lifeguard which got me enough money to buy a car n' fix 'er up. My friends are also there n' I miss being around people I can trust. I don’t have anyone to run to here in Hawkins. My friends n' their families used to love havin' me over so I could get away when I needed to.”

Fuck, that just hurts even worse. To find out that the kid had an actual support system where he used to be only to be dragged into the middle of nowhere only makes Sam hate his family more. God, some people just really deserved to burn in hell.

“That’s sad! Don’t you like Hawkins?”

“What’s there to like about shitty Hawkins? The place literally smells like cow shit, there’s no water, my stepsister’s a little shit who’s running around wit' boys she used to hate n' the boy I like doesn’t like me. Oh no, no, no, no!”

Fuck, did she do something wrong? Shit!

“What’s wrong, Billy?”

Sam held her breath, waiting for a response. She heard the sound of muffled sniffles from the other side and it only punched it into her gut that she was dealing with an abused kid who also just happened to have been drugged out of his mind. If she was there, she would have pulled him into a hug already.

“You won’t help me anymore since you know I’m queer. Dad always said that queer people are disgusting and that no one wants to help a queer.”

Fuck, was that it? Sure, it wasn't ideal but Sam was uniquely equipped to handle this situation. This was one of the things she was sure she could diffuse even if it meant outing herself to a complete stranger. If it meant giving this kid a little bit of comfort which was something that seemed to be sorely lacking in his life, she'd happily do it.

“Your dad was wrong, Billy. Can I tell you something? I’m queer too. I like boys and girls.”

“Really?” Billy sniffled.

Sam could hear tears being wiped and a nose being blown but she was glad for it because it meant he was still alive and somewhat lucid.

“Yes, really.”

“And no one hates you for it?”

That was a tricky question because of course, there were people who hated her for it. Her own mother had disowned her when she had come out to her family but her siblings and her friends had stood by her side and they had helped her move on and live freely.

“Well some do but the people who hate me for it don’t matter. All the people I need in my life know and accept me as I am.”

“I wonder how that feels like.” Billy said, wistfully.

Fuck the rules and damn the consequences. She would do everything in her power to help this kid because God knows he needs someone to.

“You won’t have to wonder, okay, Billy? I’m here to help you.”

“But I don’t even know your name!” He protested.

Sam chuckled. If all it took was a name to get Billy to accept her help, she would gladly give it.

“I’m Sam. Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, Sam. I’m Billy.”

She could imagine the kid holding out a hand to be shaken in front of the phone and she had to stifle a laugh. A quick look at the time told her that the ambulance should be in hearing distance from him so she needed to confirm.

“I know. Okay, Billy the ambulance should be close. Can you hear the sirens?”

“Yeah. It’s getting louder and I don’t like the noise. I want it to stop.” He whined.

“It means that help is on the way, okay? It’s good noise.” Sam placated.

“I just want to sleep.”

Fuck, this was what she was trying to prevent. She needed him lucid when they got to him because they don't know what drug or drugs may have been injected into him. She knew it must've been exceedingly difficult for Billy to keep talking and to keep going but all she needed was just a little bit more time.

“No, Billy. You have to stay awake okay? Just a little bit more and you’ll be able to rest. They already know what happened and I’ll handle the rest.”

“Okay, Sam. Are you still going to help me find my mom?”

This kid really didn't let up about his mom. Sam would just have to start looking for her as soon as her shift was over.

“Absolutely. As soon as you get help, I’ll start searching for her and I won’t stop until I find her.”

“Thank you, Sam.”

“You’re welcome, Billy.”

Sam heard the door be bust open and she disconnected the call as soon as he was being loaded. One of the EMTs updated her to tell her that they’ve got the situation handled.

Sam took a deep breath before she went out to take her break. Thankfully, her best friend Amy saw her leave, a little bit more shaken than usual so she joined her outside for a smoke break. Sam had already lit her cigarette and was already taking a few deep drags so Amy just pulled out her own, taking a few drags herself before she got the ball rolling.

"What's going on, Sam?"

"The last call I had was so hard, Amy. He was just a kid, only 17 and he was apparently injected with unknown drugs by his step-sister before he had his car stolen. His dad beats him on what seems to be a regular basis and his mom left him. To top it off, he basically said he was a queer and that his dad's a homophobic piece of shit."

Amy almost dropped her cigarette in shock.

"Fuck."

Sam took a long pull from her cigarette before responding.

"I know. That's how I felt."

"How'd it go?"

"Thankfully, I kept him lucid until the EMTs got there by letting him tell me about his mom whom he asked me to find."

"Are you going to look for her?"

"You know me, Amy. Of course I am. I thought I had a shitty family situation but damn, this kid takes the cake. If there's any chance that this kid's mom might actually care, I'm going to take it because that kid needs someone in his corner."

"Good luck, girlie. You're going to need it."

"Thanks but something tells me that I won't need it. After all, I made a promise to that kid and I don't break my promises."

If you liked this, I have the next part partially written out so I might be able to be motivated to work on it after.

#billy hargrove #billy deserved better #billy hargrove deserved better #ellewritesandrants #billy hargrove au #billy hargrove redemption #stranger things rewrite #911 call #stranger things s2 #tw child abuse #tw drugs

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This story takes place in my AU death swap, Basically a lot of the deaths are swapped Charlie is alive Sammy is dead, Michael gets his self grabbed by circus baby and Elizabeth does Michael's role in sister location and gets herself scooped. Now Evan who survived the bite and became a murder guy just like his dear old dad. This is right after the events of Elizabeth waking up and being found by Charlie Evans coming in to give the more information on what happened. Or so they think Evans about to lie through his teeth for like 3 minutes straight

Sorry if there's a couple mistakes I really pushed this out to make the day! but it was really fun having to write things quicker :3

TW: Mentions of blood, death, mental illness, Murder.

Anyway my submission for the last day of the bash @and-stir-the-stars I hope you like it!

Evan stood outside of the building. It was in a bit of a dirty part of town but was still nice enough.. honestly it was better than he was expecting. His boots didn't even get that dirty as he walked over to the collection of buzzers on the outside of the apartment looking for Elizabeth's apartment number.

Evan pressed the correct button and cleared his voice.

“Hello”

Susie's voice hasn't changed a bit in the almost 7 years since he spoke to her. Evan expected being in a band would make her voice louder, bigger but no it was still that delicate pageant girl voice that had been trained into her.

“Hey it's me Evan! Here to see Charlie and my sister!” Evan couldn't help but smile to himself despite the bite ruining his face and head, he still had inherited his father's buttery British accent.

“I thought I told you to go shove a stick up your ass…” and The nice Christian slightly overweight, pageant girl was gone and the Punk girl who thought she was interesting was back.

Evan was hoping the charisma that he had been practicing almost his whole life would get her to be a little bit less obnoxious..

Evan replied with a good natured laugh hiding his annoyance. “Funny but Susie this is serious if you could just open the door for me I love that!”

He heard a bit of chatter too far for the small speaker to pick up. Charlie had intervened, thank God he liked Charlie.

“Sorry about her Evan! She's just a little bit on edge. I'll let you in!” Evan smiled. Charlie was nice. Charlie always came to the hospital to read him books when he could not read himself. She had always been kinder to him than anyone else other than maybe Elizabeth. The only problem with Charlie had been how she liked Michael. He hated how they were friends and then he hated when they were together. One of the many things that had gotten better once Michael had died.

He heard the door open. There was Charlie, a tired smile on her face, Her dark brown hair Wild.. She was wearing some band t-shirt he didn't recognize And comfortable loose sweatpants. She looked like she hadn't slept in days.

“Charlie!” Evan smiled hugging her tight as he felt her arms wrap around him. Always forgot how tall she was.

“Evan I'm so sorry we didn't talk sooner just with school.. and the band… and work. It's been a lot.. I'm so glad you're okay man..” Charlie let out a sigh letting go of him. Evan understood..

His less important job at Freddy's and his more important job of gathering remnant took up most of his time.

“Same here Charlie…” And Evan was telling the truth it wasn't part of the plan to have Charlie go down to Circus baby's entertainment and rentals. He had any say in it his sister wouldn't have either. But it was all part of his father's plan so Evan had no choice

Evan and Charlie talked a little bit as they walked through the door and got into the elevator in the apartment. Apparently school was going well and she had gotten a job working for a computer company doing programming. The band was also going to perform at a big venue next month or it was..

But Evan wasn't really listening to the chatter though. He was thinking about Elizabeth. From what he had heard over the phone she was dead.

Charlie had told him the whole story through heavy gasps and obvious tears. How they had gotten the call from William telling them that Michael was down in Circus baby's entertainment and rentals and they needed to put him back together. How Elizabeth got a job as a night technician and Charlie got a job as a day technician. How Elizabeth had fought through the first four nights with the help of a mysterious voice revealed to be the main star herself, Circus baby.

How on the 5th night circus baby and all the other animatronics had tore themselves apart and melted together into a new monster that called itself Ennard. How they head killed the other technicians and nearly killed Charlie but stopped. Evan had heard Charlie's voice break when she mentioned the monster had Michael's voice.

And then the monster, the horrible wire thing lured Elizabeth into the scooping room and ripped her to shreds. It had stolen his sister's skin.

He felt a bit vindicated, he was right all those years of Michael playing like he was some kind of saint. Refusing to kill, refusing to get blood on his hands even though he wasn't Michael with free will, she was Baby the killing machine..

He was getting spiteful, Charlie noticed.

“Gosh Evan, I didn't know you hated Computer programming so much.” Charlie looked over nervous as the elevator door opened. Evan had let his mask slip that was bad..

“No I was just thinking of everything that happened, I'm So Sorry Charlie..” It was a good enough excuse and he was sorry. Evan knew he and Elizabeth were estranged and she hated him, but he hated the idea of something that horrible happening to her.

But he also had to admit he loved the vision of it. Blood and visceral everywhere organs spilling on the ground and Michael once again covered in blood. Evan thought of the years that he had spent checking the camera footage of Baby's room, to see the cowardly thing crying to herself or pleading for someone to acknowledge she was Michael. How she had refused to do the one thing she was built for.. and she still ended up covered in blood! since that was all Michael was good for getting his siblings blood everywhere

The two of them stopped at number 5. Even if Charlie hadn't guided him Evan would know this was Elizabeth's home. A pride flag sticker was on the door.

“Yeah.. Liz and Susie aren't exactly secretive about….” Charlie let out a small chuckle as she opened the door. Evan couldn't help it. He did too, her laughter even so small, sad and tired was infectious.

“What are you laughing at…” And there was Susie. Jesus Christ. Time had sculpted the Pink dress, wearing golden curls, Bible reciting, Susie he had known into a black clad, imposing woman. Evan could still see the traces of the shy, homeschooled, girl he remembered. But None of the kindness she had held for him as a child still lurked in her eyes.

“Nice to meet you again!” Evan put on his most charming smile, Reaching out his Hand to be shook.

Susie just stared down at his hand, Her bright blue eyes looking at him with such hatred he almost feared that she knew how many lives his hands had taken. They stood there for a minute before Charlie broke the silence.

“Um.. Let's just go inside.. I can make everybody some coffee!” Charlie said nervously. Susie nodded sharply, moving out of the way so both Charlie and Evan could get into the apartment.

Evan stepped inside and he had to admit, the apartment was nice. There was a cozy old couch and armchair with a nice, if slightly rickety table to sit and have meals at. There were a couple shelves filled with records, a drum kit and two electric guitars.

“Not fancy enough for you?” He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard Susie's voice.

“No, it's a nice place..” It wasn't the sort of place Evan wanted to live, but it seemed to fit Elizabeth, Susie and Charlie well enough.

It was definitely nicer than his room back at his father's house. He hadn't changed it since he was carted off to the hospital on that fateful birthday in 1983. His father didn't let him change it.

“Yeah sure…” Susie sat down on the couch. Evan sat down on the chair beginning to hear the noises of Charlie making coffee in what seemed to be a small kitchen.

“Did you know your dad was sending my girlfriend, your sister, his f****** daughter down to Hell?” Her voice was accusatory and angry. Evan did know. Evan knew that place was a death trap, That there was a chance his sister wouldn't come out of there. But what was he going to do about it? it's not like he could change anything, like he could stop it?

“No! And I swear to God my dad didn't either! He's already having a discussion with the owners of rentals” Evan tries to believe the lie himself, tries to believe that his father didn't mean for his only daughter to die.

He did not know his father's plan but he had a feeling that Elizabeth was supposed to die down there.

“Susie, can we please not get accusatory! I know you're scared, I am too but Evan's here to help us fix this” Charlie stumbled in with three coffee mugs. Evan gratefully took a big long sip.

“I get it! you think he can help but Elizabeth doesn't want to see him and Elizabeth is the one who's..” Susie stops herself from saying that part. Evan can only imagine what it must be like.. He doesn't know much about their relationship other than it's romantic. To have your partner become a monster before your eyes must be horrifying.

Susie and Charlie began to whisper.

It was almost sweet.. To love someone that much, to be loved that much. Avenue nothing of love. He was almost certain he couldn't feel it, just another sign that he was broken.. He wondered if his father didn't feel love. He wondered if it was the bite that made another part of his brain broken..

The whispering stopped and Susie, her face still a mask of anger yelled out. "Liz! Evans here!”

Evan put on his best Charming, biggest, I've missed you sister, smile. As he ran through the possibilities of what his sister actually would look like. He wasn't good at the supernatural science of it all, but he had a basic understanding of how these things worked and Elizabeth's condition was nothing he had ever heard of.

There was a possibility that dad had just never told him about anything like this but he didn't think so.

And then trudging out from the hallway which presumably led to Susie and Elizabeth's room came Elizabeth.

Elizabeth trudged out with an angry look on her face. The first thing ever noticed was that his sister was missing half of her face. The entire skin on the right side of her face was gone revealing the bone. Her skin was also pinkish purple… And she was covered in..

“Sticky notes?” Evan said in confusion. Now that was a big slip up his first words were supposed to be something inviting, not sticky notes… He couldn't help it! He was surprised! Evan didn't know exactly what he had been expecting but not this….

“Sorry I was busy writing you know all of this being sent to my death by my father, seeing the kind of ghost of My Dead Brother and becoming a zombie business gave me some killer ideas for music..” Elizabeth ruled her eye and Susie let out a small chuckle

Evan, cleared his throat

“It's been so long, Elizabeth! I know it's under bad circumstances but still it's wonderful to be back together!”

Evan hopes that his words were convincing enough. Despite not wanting anything to do with them, Elizabeth was still an Afton, so she was able to recognize manipulation but all those years away from father probably lessened the skill.

“Stop trying to be my brother.. Just get this over with so I can get back to songwriting and cuddling my girlfriend” Elizabeth looked away; she only had one eye now. And that one eye was filled with such hatred.

“Yeah and you better not tell any faz-themed lies you little company rat” Susie looked like at any minute if Evan said Susie deemed a lie, her fist would be planted in his shattered skull.

Charlie gave them both a stop fighting look before speaking

“You work with William, you know something about the rentals and what happened to Michael right?”

“Yes I do..” Now it was time for the lie.. Evan had been practicing this. His father had gone through the basic idea of what he was supposed to say but Evan had added on details..

“As you all probably remember, on the Opening day of Circus Baby's Pizza World there was a gas leak..” This he had gone through with his father there was never a gas leak.

Most of the “gas” was just circus baby overheating and letting out excess smoke because her body wasn't built to fit someone of Michael's size

All three of the women's faces fell dark. Evan could remember that day just like they did.. Smoke choking the air, children running in fear and Elizabeth stepping out of the party room covered in pizza sauce. It was really Michael's blood, but William had convinced everyone that the gas had tampered with Elizabeth's mind and she had just wandered into the kitchen and spilled tomato sauce. How poor little Elizabeth hadn't been able to understand what she had just seen and had begun to cry that circus baby ate Michael..

“But what you don't know is that the gas leak was caused by Michael…” Evan tried to look somber but he could barely hold in his grin. He had added this part. And the next one

Charlie began to fidget uncomfortably. She had been closer with Michael than anyone at that time; this was going to hurt her a lot..

“He went mad I think quite a while ago.. Was convinced he needed to combine himself with the machines. Made an excuse of getting ice cream for you Elizabeth, then rigged circus baby so she would instead of handing out ice cream pull ice cream in and in this case he was ice cream..” Oh this was fun to see, the look on Elizabeth and Charlie's faces. He cared for them both but the way they liked Michael after everything he did made Evan's blood boil..

“No no you're lying! he wouldn't- I knew him! he-we had a plan! he wouldn't-” Charlie got up beginning to pace.

Evan just sat there trying to look sad. “I'm afraid it's true.. My father didn't tell anyone, fearing that him and Henry would be under more scrutiny and I know it's wrong! He regrets it a lot! but he was scared and sad and thought that was the best decision..”

Evan spoke in a quiet voice trying to sound sad harder, since even though he was a good liar, seeing Charlie dislike Michael seeing her finally understand that he was a monster and a murderer made him feel good…

“So Michael went crazy and let out the gas leak and shoved himself in the robot? How does that explain him being a part of circus baby and appearing to Liz? Is he like haunting it or something?” Susie was the only one not having an emotional reaction to this; she hadn't known Michael. The only steak she had in this was her girlfriend's well-being.

“He was mentally unstable and scared and thought that was the only way he could be whole.. And yes I believe that in some form his consciousness lingers on and it influences Circus baby and the rest of the animatronics to be violent.. to do that..” Evan gestured to Elizabeth making Susie give him a death glare.

This was sort of true. Michael was Circus baby and was fully conscious. But he wasn't responsible for the others' murderous programming, dad just made the funtimes like that.

“That's why they were locked up down there. That's why they're punishment was so severe, Michaels sou-if you want to call it that made them go insane…” Elizabeth nodded along quietly.

“It makes sense, He didn't seem that sound of mind when I saw him..” Elizabeth ran an unconscious hand over the entry scar on her back where the scooper had hit and that monstrosity had torn into her.

“No, I know Michael! I knew him so well then!! We were close! If he was feeling like that he would have told me!? he would have said something, he would have like painted it or some s*** Michael doesn't-” Charlie looked around hoping for that hostility Susie and Elizabeth had to Evan earlier but his lie was good they knew he was right.

“Look Charlie I'm not saying we trust the corporate asshat over there..But it seems to line up with what Elizabeth said…” Even though Evan hated being called a corporate asshat, She was on the right track or the track he wanted her to be on.

“May I continue?” The word sounded Melancholy as if he couldn't bear to continue telling the tale.

Charlie nodded, looking like she was about to explode. Evan went ahead quickly before Charlie could say anything else

“But trapping a bloodthirsty animal in a cage makes it more vicious so All of the animatronics influenced by Michael's anger and Madness at time of death combined and used Elizabeth to escape..”

“Then I got moldy and they injected” Elizabeth added on

“Exactly and here's where it all comes in.. You brought me here to find out more information and now you've got it! but we still have a murderous pile of wires on the loose, who's willing to do worse than what happened to Elizabeth in a heartbeat…And it still thinks like Michael in some weird twisted way so.. ” Charlie stopped pacing and stared in object horror at what next was going to come out of Evan's mouth. Evan couldn't help but smile here he had been waiting for this part, he'd been waiting to even do this since he woke up in that stupid hospital bed in 1983

“We need to kill it, And Charlie I need your help to get it done…”

#fnaf death swap #crying child weekend bash #evan afton #fnaf au #tw blood #I really hope you like this...

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duchesssoflennox · 8 months

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CHILDREN OF PRINCESS VICTORIA MELITA OF EDINBURGH 🥺💙✨️🫶

Princess Victoria Melita (25 November 1876 – 2 March 1936) was the second daughter and third child of Prince Alfred of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha and Grand Duchess Maria Alexandrovna of Russia! She was the granddaughter of Queen Victoria from her English father's side and Tsar Alexander II's granddaughter from her Russian mother's side. She is famous for her divorce and remarriage scandals!

In 1894, at the age of 18, at the suggestion of her grandmother, Queen Victoria, she married her cousin, Prince Ernest of Hesse and by Rhine! Between 1895 and 1900, Victoria Melita and Ernest had 2 children:

Princess Elizabeth of Hesse and by Rhine (11 March 1895 – 16 November 1903) affectionately known as "Ella"!

a stillborn son (25 May 1900 - 25 May 1900) who died in the womb of his mother In 1900, Victoria Melita gave birth to a stillborn son, which was very disappointing for Queen Victoria!

In 1901, Princess Victoria Melita and Ernest divorced because they had an unhappy and incompatible marriage. They were first cousins who married under family pressure, but they soon realized that they had nothing in common Princess Victoria was in love with another cousin, Grand Duke Kirill Vladimirovich of Russia, while Ernest was rumored to be a homosexual.

Princess Victoria Melita had a complicated and tragic relationship with her daughter Princess Elisabeth... She was fond of her daughter, but she was not very involved in her upbringing.

Princess Victoria Melita's relationship with her daughter Princess Elisabeth was strained after the divorce. Princess Elisabeth blamed her mother for the divorce and resented her for leaving her father. Princess Victoria tried to reconnect with her daughter during her visits, but she was only partially successful. Princess Elisabeth was very close to her father and preferred to stay with him at Wolfsgarten, where he built her a small house of her own in the woods. Princess Victoria and Princess Elisabeth never had a chance to fully reconcile, as Princess Elisabeth died of typhoid fever in 1903, at the age of eight. It was a tragic loss for both parents, who loved their little daughter dearly.

Victoria melita later wrote in her memoirs: "My little Ella was taken from me. She was the joy of my life and I never really recovered from this loss."

Victoria melita's memories of her daughter were mostly sad and bitter, but she also cherished some happy moments they shared. She remembered how Ella loved animals and nature, and how she enjoyed playing in the woods near Wolfsgarten, where Ernest built her a small house of her own. She also remembered how Ella had a sweet and gentle personality, and how she looked like a fairy with her Dark hair and blue eyes... Two years after the death of her daughter Elizabeth, in 1905 she married her cousin and long-term lover Kirill Vladimirovich! In 1907, Victoria Melita and Kirill welcomed their first child, a daughter named Marie. Marie was named after her maternal grandmother! In 1909, Kirill and Victoria Melita welcomed their second child, a daughter named Kira! And in 1917, Kirill and Victoria Melita welcomed their third and last child, a son named Vladimir, The birth was so difficult and painful that 41-year-old Victoria Melita went near death during the birth of Vladimir! Princess Victoria Melita had 3 children from her second marriage who survived to adulthood and married and all had children. Despite the birth of three more children, Princess Victoria Melita never forgot her little Elizabeth and always kept a portrait of her in her room until her death in 1936...

#Victoria melita of Edinburgh #princess elisabeth of hesse #Marie Kirillovna #Kira kirillovna #Vladimir Kirillovich

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what-do-you-mean-soulmates · 4 months

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Would y'all like to hear a head cannon that I've had for a while now, since like, KC showed up?

Imma tell you anyway. Imagine that Sun is just already dead. Like, he died a while ago. Probably around the end of October, when Bloodmoon was beating up Eclipse, cause we have no idea what the old Bloodmoon did while Sun and Eclipse were both in the mindscape. The body was left defenseless, and Bloodmoon's Bloodmoon so I think that it's pretty safe to assume that he didn't just stop beating them up when they went limp cause no one was piloting the body.

So, Bloodmoon killed Sun. Why'd Sun wake up then? Cause now he's a ghost like Golden Freddy, or Elizabeth and Evan Afton from the other shows. Why is he a ghost? Cause in the episode where Golden Freddy is warning Moon and Sun about the government being after them, Golden mentions that he's a really old ghost, and something about having a spell that brought him back as a ghost. And Moon is like, oh my goodness, that sounds awesome, you should teach me that so that I can use it on us so that we don't die.

And we never know if Golden did teach him that spell, but imagine that he did and that Moon used the spell on Sun, and then forgot about it afterwards because of all of that stuff with Lunar and everything else.

So Sun died. He's a ghost.

Can you imagine how much can explain? Like, when he blows up the bunker with his magic and him and Eclipse are inside. How did they both not die then? Because they're both dead. They're both ghosts, or Eclipse just had some sort of backup in Solar Flares system already so that activated when the other backup died.

Also, it makes the fact that he sees Bloodmoon and Old Moon make more sense. He's actually seeing their ghosts, not hallucinations. No one else can see them because they don't want to be seen by anyone but Sun. I don't know why they're tormenting him though, probably cause they're both assholes.

He's got a ghost form and a normal form like Elizabeth and Evan do. His normal appearance is the one we see normally, not damaged and white eyed. However, we see his ghostly appearance after he blasted Eclipse into the portal with star power, the mangled broken Moon looking form.

So he's just dead already.

I don't know, it's like three in the morning and my brain is tired, so have this.

#the sun and moon show #tsams #sun and moon show #sun and moon show au #headcanon #death mention tw

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faerie-starv · 5 months

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80s Kids: Afton Kids

I've been meaning to draw my own version of the Afton kids from Five Nights at Freddy's for some time now and here they are! :3

I'm also doing the Duchess Celestia ideas challenge(50 ideas actually) and picked the second choice which is 'Look at some of your old photos and either draw them or something inspired by them'. While I have the photos, I'm not going to post them here for safety reasons but I was born in early 80s and have some memories of the era. Since the Afton kids were living in early to mid 80s era I figured they're perfect idea to draw them.

For Evan Afton aka the Crying Child from Fnaf 4(Evan is not an official name by the way but it seems to be the most popular fan name), his outfit was based on a former neighbor kid from Tuscon neighborhood in Arizona. The kid was around eight or ten years old(can't remember as I was three back then) but I do remember the shirt and shorts he was wearing when he was over along with his older sister (who was my babysitter). I don't remember how many stripes was on his shirt so I'm only guessing.

The oldest Afton kid, Michael Afton from Sister Location and Fnaf4, as much as I liked the teen Michael render with Peter Parker hair(I forgot who made it but you'll see it on Fnaf animations on YT), it doesn't seem to match up with the early to mid 80s hair style. Me and other fans think he should have a mullet hair as it was popular hairstyle in the 80s. I got inspired of Steve Harrington's mullet like hairstyle from Stranger Things and I loved it how it turned out. I also made the jacket based from Eddie Munson(also from Stranger Things) because it looks bad ass and since Michael is a rebel, I put the Metallica logo patch on his jacket. I used @adorkastock pic for a reference pose for him and Evan. https://www.deviantart.com/adorkastock/art/2021-DEJ-18-No-872493165

Lastly, Elizabeth Afton's(either middle child or youngest, I'm not sure as there's a debate over it so I'm making her a middle child) dress was based from a Simplecity sewing pack. I changed the stripe colors to pink and blue based from her original dress she wore from Sister Location(which she possess Circus Baby). The dress was pretty popular for little girls in the 80s and I had a dress similar like that(mine was light blue with flowers, I think they were small daisies, can't remember) along with my daycare mates. I found it on Etsy when I was trying to find an 80s summer/spring dress when I found it. I also gave her a Mary Jane shoes.

I am sorry that Evan's and Mike's shoes didn't turn out well as it's my first time drawing sneakers(I know it looks bad) and I didn't use any references(which I should have but oh well).

I tried to make the 80s retro back ground using a tutorial but it didn't came out the way I wanted so I just kept the bottom grid. I promise I'll try to make a better one next time as I really loved the 80s grid background.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #elizabeth afton #michael afton #evan afton #80s #stranger things #Youtube

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fandomfuntimem · 5 months

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Second chances au

Part 1, part 3

Chapter 2: Playground

So. It's currently summer and a week before that day. The worst day of Michael's life. Michael only has a week to make sure it doesn't all go to shit. It's only been a few hours since breakfast and so far everything has been generally ok. A few flinches from Evan and a few mini crises from Michael, but over all it's fine. They were all just sitting on the couch, The Immortal and The Restless was playing on the TV. Michael almost forgot how much he loves this show, he would always watch reruns of it after work. He felt for the baby. An absent father and a mother who was just too focussed on her hatred for her husband to pay attention to her own child. How unfortunate.

Elizabeth and Evan were on the otherside of the couch. Elizabeth was busy brushing her dolls, meanwhile Evan just seamed bored. Michael couldn't blame him, this show does get repetitive. It didn't even get a propper ending! It got cancelled in '88 because the main voice actress killed her husband, so they had to rush it. Soon, Michael also began to feel bored. He just got back from the future and he hasn't even explored his childhood town yet. What if, somehow, things were different? It was a nice day. The sun was shining, its warm, a few clouds in the sky, and a nice breeze was going. Oh! Michael thought, I can take Evan and Lizzie to the playground! They'll like that right? He was sure they would!

Michael stands and claps his hands grabbing Elizabeth and Evan's attention. "I'm bored! How about we go to the park?" He exclaimed with a smile. Unfortunately this only earned him a couple of suspicious and concerned glares, Shit. Elizabeth stood up on the couch to get to his eye level, leaning forword she glared at him, "are you sure you're ok? You hate the park! Even when you do go you spend the entire time terrorizing other kids with you 'friends'," she hissed 'friends' as if it was a curse. Fair. Michael's old friends weren't the nicest people. Now, how does he defuse this situation? How does he convince them to go to the playground???

"If my friends show up I'll beat the shit out of them." Nice. Situation handled.

Elizabeth looked thoughtful. She looked at Evan, then back at Michael, "fine! We'll go. But you have to swear on that! AND! You have to buy us ice cream!" She exclaimed. Ice cream? Ice cream sounds nice! He hasn't had ice cream since he got scooped. Ice cream scoopers do kinda make him uncomfortable though... still! He will do it for Lizzie and Evan! "Alright. Then. I swear I will deffend both of you with my fists and my life. Aswell as buy you ice cream." Michael grinned as Elizabeth squealed and dragged Evan away to get ready.

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Michael felt like crying. Elizabeth won't stop talking about getting "the biggest heap of ice cream" and how she wants them to use "the largest scooper they have." He gets it, she's a kid and is very excited for ice cream, but Jesus Christ. Michael felt his gut ache at just the thought of that vile machine. It doesn't help that Circus baby was possessed by the alternate dead version of his sister, and was using her voice to tell him all about the scooper. Evan must have picked up on his discomfort, because he saw the little boy shoot him a fiew concerned glances.

When they got to the ice cream place Elizabeth insisted on the largest size. "Please! Please! Pleeeeeaaasssseee! Mikey!" She was tugging at his arm and swinging around, "Daddy always lets me get the biggest size!"

"No. I won't have enough to buy us all one! You're getting a medium."

"Nooooooo," she whined, "i want a laaarge. Come oooon"

Michael sighs, turns to Evan and crouches down it his hight, ignoring the tantrumming mess behind him. "What do you want Evan? Mediam, no toppings," he said gently.

Evan looked at the sullection then up at Michael, "Butter Pecan," he said, pointing with his fazbear plush.

"Alright then."

Michael got Elizabeth a Medium. She pouted the entire time but ate it anyways. Michael got himself some soft served vanilla. He felt for the ice cream, so soft serve felt like the more humane way to serve it. No big scary scooper. Evan enjoyed his ice cream in silence, kicking his feet and smiling. It was nice.

The walk to the park was uneventful. By the time they got there the sun was high and plenty of kids were running around. Michael waited on the bench and watched his siblings play. Some parents were cautious, he wasn't surprised concidering his track record of mocking the kids. Some seemed more concerned he wasn't doing anything. Thats the least of his worries though. Right now he is on watch. Making sure his siblings are just happy. Evan was even willing to let him old onto his fredbear for him! No one is gonna touch this thing!

Then he heard a shout. It was Evan, and he's crying. Michael jogs over to see him sitting on the ground and holding his knee. Tears streamed down his face while Elizabeth did her best to calm him down. "What's wrong? What happened?" Michael asked, crouching to Evan's level. The air almost seamed tense with how many parents and kids were watching them.

"He fell over," Elizabeth stated, "his knee is bleeding."

Indeed it was. Michael reaches into his bag and pulls out a pack of sanitary wipes and baindaids. "Don't worry. Dr Mike is here with his assistant nurse Fredbear," he grinned cleaning up the scrape. Everything seamed to go back to normal. The sound of a child crying had always seemed to set Michael off after that day.

Evan had giggled at the small fredbear joke. He gently took fredbear back, looked at Michael and through his mix of tears and snot and said, "That was lame." Michael laughed along. It was lame, but atleast he made Evan smile.

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By the time they were walking home the sun was already setting. Elizabeth held Michael and Evan's hands and happily trotted along. Evan was completely tuckered out. He was rubbing his eyes and lazily trying to keep up. Michael had offered to carry him, but it didn't seem like he was too comfortable with that notion yet. Thats ok.

Today everything has just been so perfect. It's everything Michael had ever wished for. Of course. Nothing is every perfect for too long. "Hay Mike! Whats with you being so cuddly all of a sudden?" Erick. His snarky, cockyass voice pierced the ears like a fine needle. Michael always hoped he would never hear or see him again.

Michael looks up. Freddy, Chica, Bonnie. All they need is their foxy, "Listen Erick. I just thought about some stuff. I'm done."

"What do you mean 'you're done'?" Finch snarked. Bonnie was always the more aggresive one.

"I mean I'm done. I'm done being a bully. I'm done with scaring Evan, I'm done with beating up kids. I'm just done."

"We've all been through thick and thinn together man. You can't just throw that away for your crybaby brother and spoiled ass sister. What the hell made you change your mind anyway?" Jeremy glared. In all honesty the Freddy mask makes him far less menacing. Almost hokey even. How were they ever menacing?

"I- well- I got grownded. Yeah. I just had time to think and I decided the way we act, behave, and the way we treat others is just shitty. We're just being assholes," Michael stated. That did not sit well with the group of boys standing before them. Feeling a tug, Michael looked down to see Evan, "can we go home now?" He said in a small voice, "I'm scared."

Michael felt all his muscles relax, he didn't even realise how tense they were, "sure bud. We can go home. We'll take a different rout," he said, briefly glaringnat his old friends before turning to leave.

He wasn't even ten steps into leaving before he felt a fist slamming into the back of his head. Michael paused. He heard the laughing behind him. Their disgusting laughter. The laughter he heard that day. The laughter he heard every time they made fun of Evan. Every. Single. Time. He reaches up to his head and felt the familiar sticky warm sensation of blood, must have been some brass knuckles... Blood. He was bleeding... he. Was. Bleeding. He was alive! Michael hasn't bled in decades! He hasn't felt pain in so long, he almost forgot how it felt. He smiled. Then he began to laugh. Turning to face the group of boys he grinned. Don't get him wrong, the punch hurt, but the pain he felt in the life before was far worse. This was going to be fun.

Finch, the one who threw the punch, stopped laughing. He looked scared. Good. Michael threw his whole body into his punch knocking Finch onto his back. The crunch of the cheap plastic mask mixed with the yelp of pain was almost satisfying. Evan was now fully crying while Elizabeth held onto him. Michael looked back for one second to make sure they were ok, and somehow in that single second Jeremy and Erick came for him aswell. Now it was an allout brawl. Oh well.

Jeremy tried to grab him from behind. Michael elbowed him in the face before turning around and decking him as hard has possible. A tooth flew out of his mouth. Michael may have forgotten how hard is too hard to punch, last time he got into a fight it was with a giant yellow bunny. Hopefully thats the worst injury Jeremy will ever sustain. '87 was a rough year for him.

Erick, meanwhile, whent for the legs. Michael was too focussed on Jeremy to see it coming before he was already on the ground and getting pummeled. Three against one is not fair. It felt like an eternity of struggling and fighting. The stress only rose when Evan and Elizabeth were yelling at them to stop.

Then all of a sudden, BWOOP BWOOP! "Hurricane police! Seperate and put your hands up!"

Shit.

***

In all honesty. The police station wasn't too bad. Yeah it was cold and sitting in a cell sucked, but atleast Michael got treatment for his injuries. Poor Elizabeth and Evan had to vouch for him and explain what happened. Apperently whoever called the police also told the police he was just deffending himself. So that was good. Unfortunately, Michael had watched as the rest of the Masked Muskateers whent home with their parents. Meanwhile, Michael was stuck. Waiting. Dreading.

The sound of the cell door sliding open startled him out of his thoughts. "You're free to go kid," the cop said. Michael briefly thanked him, whent to pick up his belongings, then entered the lobby.

In the lobby there was a very familier figure in his signature purple suit, clutching the head of a certain yellow bunny costume.

"Michael."

"Father."

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spacehostilityy · 11 months

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Okie well I can't shut up ever so I'm going to compile my thoughts here on Tumblr as I rewatch nnt fom the beginning !! Also pls feel free to scream and/or rewatch with me👉👈👀

Kinda long so more thots below the cut

Season 1, episodes 1-6

I forgot how good the writing and animation are in the first season, like they truly thrived under aniplex😔 the brief white blood period in I think season 3 shows us just how good we had it

I love seeing Hawk and Meliodas's relationship, and his star Boar earring😭 plus having the Boar hat as the main location is just so comforting !!

Also I JUST realized his name is hawk because of a ham hok😭😭 this is like when I realized toe mater's name was tomato at the ripe age of 18

I miss the holy knights being powerful. Like I get that the Sins are always more powerful than them, had a long way to go in terms of power ups, and meliodas straight up had most of his power sealed but like DAMN. They were so cool in season 1 !! Gil was such a badass😭 I guess I just wish that the holy knights powered up along with the Sins

Seeing the very first episode got me thinking about the original pilot Manga (chapter 0) and how cool it might have been !! Like I love the story we got, but I do think those versions of Mel and Elizabeth maybe would have been better than the ones we got😳 like I just really like Meli's original design, I feel like he looks a bit older, and chapter 0 Elizabeth is simply superior ngl. She's funny, brave, and assertive - a lot more like Liz and goddess Elizabeth, except funnier

The first half of season 1 has one of my fave intro and outros like damn I forgot how fucking cool they were. Some of my fave songs to !! (my all time fave is def howling from season 3 part 2 (i think lol) tho)

Like look how cool this is !!! It reminds me of this pic from the manga

Speaking of intros, I miss the title cards !! Like look how cute this is !!

Everytime the fiddle (?) Music plays I get SO FUCKING HYPED BRO like damn Ik it's through all the seasonal and I'm so glad it is because it's rlly the perfect hype song - here it is on Spotify

Also Gil is such a badass in early episodes, I love his strength !! This moment is the fucking coolest and you can't convince me otherwise

Overall, I think the attention to detail is just better, the sounds the armor makes, the animation and drawings (esp background characters), Meliodas just sounds a bit older too (and I have theories on his voice here if u want them 👀)

The whole perv thing is really exhausting really quickly. Almost surprised 14 year old me made it through this as the 2nd anime I ever watched and the 1st I watched alone

I feel like Diane got shorter through the seasons. Like she doesn't compare to Hawk Mama like she did in season 1, and I think that's a damn shame. Let my giant girl be giant !!

She's also a decent bit more violent and I enjoy that thoroughly. She's just a silly goofy kween😌

Also her original costume is superior, her boots are just👌

Just realized that Meliodas was like an older brother/mentor to Gil and now they're brothers in law 😭😭

Also young Elizabeth and Gil are so cute😭 I always forget that they grew up together too

I love Hawk, but I feel like kicking him would just be so satisfying 😔

HOLY SHIT I forgot how badass Ban is when weren't first introduced to him !!

The humming while impaled and bleeding out he really is that girl tm

He's such a masochist. A damn if it isn't kinda hot.

Wow they really introduced Diane's body issues and then almost never bring them up again

Also my plus size Diane headcanon is so real like damn. Body issues girlies are being represented by her fr😔

Ban's slutty waist. That's it. That's the thot.

Also his pre series hair. First season reminding me why I love Ban sm

Lowkey miss the dragon handle sword. The broken blade was so cool:( Lostvayne still cool tho

I think it's so funny how they always wore their armor as holy knights, and yet anytime they wear armor in the present time line, it just immediately cracks off😭

Really anything except pants is going to be blasted off🤪

Okay SO in episode 5, when Ban is about to get his scar from the dragon handle sword, he tells Meliodas "you and me have been hanging together for a lot of years now." This scene takes place 12 years before present (bp). Does this mean Ban and Meliodas were friends before the formation of the Sins? Or was Ban the first after him and Merlin? Ban has been immortal 20 years BP, leaving 8 years in between present and the flashback. 8 years before this scene, Meliodas was still in Danafal/Danfor and would be for another 4 years. What does any of this mean? Idk, just thot it was intriguing lol.

Also how did I not notice this is the first time we see demon!Meliodas !! Baby's first sighting as an unnatural creature with otherworldly rage🥰🥰

Also the fact we never see the scar Gil gave him again lol. Plus him presumably needing to do demon mode so hellfire can heal him is actually rlly cool

Just thought about how Elizabeth laying her hand on his chest to check the scar was the first time in years his love touches him with gentleness or concern🥲🥲

The fact that it took me 6 years to realize that when Meliodas says he'll keep the promise he made to Elizabeth, even if she should die is referencing the promise he made to her originally to break their curses🥲😬😤😭😭😭😭

6'11 Ban thinking that he even had a chance in fitting in Jericho's armor is just so... him

Diane calling Elizabeth kiddo is so fucking cute🥺

Also they definitely get away with a lot more innuendos and swears. The words badass and foreplay in the same episode? Impressive

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