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monty-glasses-roxy · 1 year

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❤️ Roxy and monty

❤️ (Red heart) for a romantic ship!

This is such an under used ship it should be a crime. Come on, they're so good! They're an amazing example of rivals to lovers!

Literally, these two go from hating each other and the ifea that the other one could beat them, to loving the challenge and hanging out all the damn time. Like, the competition is their love language!

Over time, they stop being such sore losers whenever the other one wins, but get even more mad if anyone else beats them. No one should be able to beat them but each other! They're the most equally matched in almost everything, with Roxy excelling at the racecourse and mechanical skills while Monty excels at mini golf and improvised construction. Roxy breaks golf clubs in frustration while Monty is convinced screeching tyres means the go-kart is going at top speed and not slowing him down at all. If they team up in anything they obliterate the competition. Like, no one else has ever stood a chance and for that, they're no longer allowed to team up.

They share a braincell sometimes too and with their powers combined, they can reduce the Plex to rubble and get away with it if so desired. They have similar senses of humour and have in-jokes from here to the Arctic and they also share a lot of the same problems. Both of them are seen as replacements for well loved band members and both of them have some sort of anger issues. Where, Monty will rip apart his room, Roxy will primarily target staffbots for stress relief, and sometimes, they'll just join each other in the destruction as a form of shared rage at their circumstances. Sometimes they'll get their energy out with a fight or some hyper competitive game of some sort. That's the origin of fight night. It was originally just another way to vent at each other but over time, they started to do it for fun too or to settle some sort of debate instead of an argument.

Despite everything they have in common, they'd both laughed at the mere suggestion they could be a thing. Like hell were they falling for that dumbass best friend of theirs! They would never! That's ridiculous!

The denial is huge. Even as they start to realise that maybe they do have feelings, neither of them will accept it without a fight. It scares both of them to think that what they have could ever change into something more or that it could be lost forever if their feelings aren't reciprocated. The anger that comes with it is probably one of the hardest to deal with too. They can't go to each other to wind down and get it out of their systems because guess what! It's all about them and it's not their fault! And that just makes them angrier!

When Monty realises he has feelings, Roxy becomes the absolute bane of his existence. He wants some space but he doesn't want to make it obvious he's mad at her because he knows it'll upset her and she'll demand to know what she did so he's just trying to avoid her. She's not very easy to avoid and she can be very physically affectionate when she's not feeling like a powder keg about to explode or a sad ball of mush so yeah Monty is REALLY struggling, even when he stops avoiding her. His internal monologue for a while just becomes "GOD FUCKING HELL STOP BEING SO STUPIDLY CUTE STOP STOP STOP STOP YOU ASSHOLE YOU PIECE OF SHIT YOU'RE ADORABLE STOOOOPPP NO NO WHY ARE YOU BEING SO COOL NOW OH MY GOD WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS YOU BITCH" He's just so mad about how he feels about her. When he finally accepts it, he's still mad about it he just stops trying to avoid her. Eventually he makes little attempts to try and win her over. Little things that the ordinary person probably wouldn't notice, but he's trying so hard here an he doesn't think she's even noticed and oh god please tell him he's not obvious at all oh god help him

When Roxy realises she has feelings she's actually in denial for a lot longer. She gets put into like, four timeouts a week because if she doesn't stop breaking staffbots, they're going to run out how is she breaking thousands of these things this fucking quickly what the fuck?! And of course, the timeouts make her even more angry and it's a vicious circle until she actually sits down on her own or with DJ or someone and talks about it. It's a very, very long conversation. The idea of having feelings for someone scares her and the idea of Monty or anyone ever finidng out scares her even more. And you know what's even worse about the timeouts where they lock this ball ball of lightning energy into a small room? Monty is there, every single time, right outside her window, trying to cheer her up. Every. Single. Time. DJ thinks this is the sweetest thing he's ever heard but also thinks they're both the biggest fucking idiots known to man. He chooses not to ask why Monty doesn't just find a photopass to let her out of her room. He gets the feeling neither of them have thought about that yet and he's kinda curious how long it will take. When she does finally accept that yeah, she may have feelings for Monty, DJ gives her a round of applause but she's still mad about it. She doesn't want feelings for anyone least of all him! How does she turn them off? How does she stop them? She learns very quickly that it doesn't work that way and DJ and the Minis spend several nights with her while she sulks about how doomed she is. Like Monty, she starts doing little things for him too and won't admit how much it means to her when Monty does things for her to anyone but one very specific Mini who always seems to be around at the time.

I'm not sure if any of this would come across very clearly to anyone else though. Maybe the occasional suspicion when they get a bit too friendly with each other but nothing concrete. If they ever find out, they're pleasantly surprised I think, but also it would be really funny if everyone else knew the entire time and the reason they didn't tell anyone about their feelings was because they can't stand the thought of everyone saying "I told you so." I feel like no matter what, if they ever get together, it's gonna be in secret for a long while at the very least due to them being nervous about how it'll be recieved but if everyone had said they were clearly in love? It's never happening. Not over their dead bodies. If anyone but whoever Roxy and Monty confided in before they got together find out about them, it's purely because they were caught being extra cuddly on a date or something. They're sworn to secrecy which works unless it's Chica who ran off to tell everyone before she could swear to anything. They're mortified at being caught oh noes they thought they were sneakier than this :(

Oh you know how I think they'd confess? With an argument. I think neither of them would have the balls to say a word about how they feel unless it's in the heat of the moment and when's the best time to angrily tell someone you love them? An argument! They're both arguing over something actually serious to them and at some point they're like "WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE?!" "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU YA FUCKING IDIOT" "YEAH WELL I FUCKING LOVE YOU TOO DUMBASS WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS" and the argument continues, neither realising what they've said until they're ranting about it to someone else. Both of them realising what was said and bailing from the conversation to go and find each other, the argument long forgotten as they ask each other if they meant it, like if they really meant it. They're both extremely awkward about it, hugging each other and stuttering for long enough they both give up and just laugh at the situation but despite that awkwardness, they're smiling like no tomorrow.

After a long and very much fumbled conversation, they nervously decide to give a romantic relationship a try but not to tell anyone until they're absolutely sure this is what they want. It is, they both make each other extremely happy and the time until they tell everyone once they're comfortable with the change is spent wondering what they can get away with in front of everyone without anyone suspecting or mentioning anything. They have fun with that.

Anyway, this is a very long post now but listen, there's a lot to say about them! Honestly, if I were to write a ship fic that wasn't Pupcakes focused, it would probably include this ship, maybe on it's own or maybe in a polycule situation. Either way, they're so good and it's a crime no one gives them much attention

#roxanne wolf #montgomery gator #fnaf security breach #guardgator #roxy x monty #golfkarts #I love them your honor #pop rox answers #valentines game answer #long post #/chill

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cosmiischillin · 2 months

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I wonder how many dumbass Karens have screamed at the animatronics who speak another langue to speak "English".

They’d go up to animatronics like Nani and Hunnie (Hawaiian and Puerto Rican respectively) and say go back to your country forgetting both are US territories.

Even characters with certain accents would be annoyed by this like the Cabarets who are Kenyan or Renee who is Japanese. They would tell them to speak English even though they are just with an accent. Monty sometimes gets it because creole will hit different (coming from someone with family in Louisiana)

#enafqna

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bloodypeachblog · 1 year

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@festens-oc-hangout

Peach's thoughts/relationships (I guess? I dunno) on everyone

Marcus: Soulmate, grade A husband material. Can be a dumbass, but that makes him hotter somehow. Loving the yandere thing and always smells nice. If he proposed, she'd for sure say yes.

David: Also husband material and soulmate. Can get annoyed by his teasing, but she knows he's just kidding around and doesn't mean it. Loves that he's a vers. Same thing if he proposed.

Corn: Kind of scary at times, but still deserves all the hugs. Never caffeinate.

Nia: Still causes her to freeze up when she talks to her because she's just so damn GORGEOUS. Great girlfriend.

Sun: First person Peach bonded with, so they're very close. The goodest of bois, but needs to take it down a notch. Deserves love and snuggles.

Moon: Peach's 'first', so also very close. Loves that he cares so much for her. Can see the creepiness factor others see, but Moon knows to tone it down when she's around. Also deserves love and snuggles.

Chester: You know that song "Ghost Love Score" by Nightwish? Yeah, that.

Jeom: Almost like a father figure, but would be weird to call him that since they fuck occasionally. More like a fatherly-type lover. But regardless, she respects him and they enjoy each others company.

Remus: He is bebi and needs to be protected while also dominated (respectfully, of course)

Vlad: Subconsciously wants to melt the ice in his heart, but knows it's not her place. Was scared of him at first, but once they got to know each other and slept together, it could be possible for something to bloom, but she's ok if nothing did.

Moses: Dude bro. Pals. Siblings maybe?

Isaac: Same as Moses.

Sanchez: HOLY FUCK HE'S HOT. Feels a bit weird being the fuck buddy of her boyfriend's previous incarnation, but the sex is so intense that she ends up ok with it.

Atanase: Finds him hot, but would not fuck him because she don't like him. Wishes he'd lay off on Corn a bit.

Freddy: Sees him like the father she never had. She goes to him to talk sometimes about things that are bothering her and he gives her advice.

Chica: Besties 4 life, girlfriend!!

Roxanne: Bitch.

Monty: No real issues with him. Finds he can be a bit pervy because of the 'rockstar' persona, but glad that at least he backs off when he knows a move is unwanted.

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pesterloglog · 3 months

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John Egbert, Terezi Pyrope

Meat, page 28

JOHN: uh, how long have you been watching?

TEREZI: LONG 3NOUGH TO SM3LL YOU FL41L1NG 4BOUT L1K3 4 W1GGL3R WH1L3 T4LK1NG TO J4D3S SHO3S

JOHN: oh, heh.

JOHN: awkward.

TEREZI: ...

JOHN: ...

TEREZI: JOHN DO NOT T4K3 TH1S P3RSON4LLY

TEREZI: 4LTHOUGH 1 DO 4BSOLUT3LY M34N 1T P3RSON4LLY

TEREZI: BUT YOU SM3LL L1K3 SH1T

JOHN: yeah well... you smell like shit too!

TEREZI: 1 4SSUM3 TH4T YOU 4R3 CORR3CT

TEREZI: B31NG TH4T 1V3 B33N OUT H3R3 FOR 4 C3RT41N 4MOUNT of T1M3 W1TH L1M1T3ED ACC3SS TO FOOD 4ND W4T3R

TEREZI: BUT 1 TH1NK TH4T YOUR S1TU4T1ON 1S 4 B1T MOR3 S3R1OUS TH4N M1N3

TEREZI: 4S YOU S33M TO B3 BL33D1NG TO D34TH FROM 4 TOOTH IN YOUR CH3ST

JOHN: oh this?

JOHN: it’s only a flesh wound, haha.

TEREZI: Y3S JOHN, G3N3R4LLY WOUNDS T3ND TO H4PP3N TO TH3 FL3SH

JOHN: no, see, it’s a movie reference.

JOHN: there’s this knight and he keeps losing the fight that he’s in, but he refuses to give up.

JOHN: so when they cut off his arms and legs and stuff, he keeps acting like it’s no big deal.

JOHN: and to remain defiant, he keeps saying stuff like “it’s only a flesh wound”... heh.

TEREZI: 1S TH4T TH3 T1TL3 OF TH3 MOV13?

JOHN: no the movie is called monty python.

JOHN: it actually kind of sucks?

JOHN: movies from the 90s are so much better.

JOHN: i don’t even know why i’m quoting this crap? i must really be in bad shape here...

TEREZI: DONT STR41N YOURS3LF TH1NK1NG TOO H4RD TH3R3 3GB3RT

JOHN: uh, yeah, now that i think about it, that was a dumb metaphor.

JOHN: it’s one of those earth things that’s probably impossible for an alien to understand.

JOHN: maybe it’s the blood loss... ugh, i’m probably making a fool of myself here.

TEREZI: JOHN, YOUR MONK3Y PYTHON 4N3CDOT3 W4S V1NT4G3 3GB3RT-T13R 4DOR4STUP1D. DONT WORRY 4BOUT 1T

TEREZI: B3S1D3S, ON 4LT3RN14 1T WOULD B3 CONS1D3R3D W31RD FOR SOM3ON3 TO STOP 4 F1GHT JUST FOR LOS1NG 4 L1MB

JOHN: really?

TEREZI: Y34H, 1F SOM3ON3 1N TH3 M1L1T4RY R4N 4W4Y JUST FOR TH4T TH3YD PROB4BLY G3T CULL3D

JOHN: wow.

JOHN: alternia sucked.

TEREZI: Y34H

JOHN: woah! are you ok?

TEREZI: OF COURS3 NOT!

TEREZI: JOHN, 1 4M 1N TH3 PROC3SS OF ST4RV1NG TO D34TH

TEREZI: D1DNT 1 JUST S4Y 1V3 B33N OUT H3R3 FOR 4 LONG T1M3?!

JOHN: alright! i’m just worried about you, dumbass!

JOHN: you don’t need to jump down my throat about every little thing!

TEREZI: ...

TEREZI: 1M SORRY

JOHN: just... how long have you been out here, terezi?

TEREZI: 1.........

TEREZI: H4V3 NO 1D34

TEREZI: T1M3 P4SS3S D1FF3R3NTLY H3R3

TEREZI: 4ND NOT 4LW4YS 1N 4 STR41GHT L1N3

TEREZI: SOM3T1M3S 1T F33LS L1K3 1V3 B33N H3R3 4 HUNDR3D SW33PS

TEREZI: 4ND 1M NOT 3V3N SUR3 TH4TS NOT TRU3

TEREZI: 1TS

TEREZI: H4RD TO ST4Y 4NCHOR3D

JOHN: whew...

JOHN: that’s... pretty heavy?

TEREZI: Y34H

JOHN: here, look.

JOHN: i found my dad’s wallet floating out here, like, fucking randomly? can you believe that?

TEREZI: >:?

JOHN: let’s see if there’s any food in it.

TEREZI: TH4NKS 3GB3RT

JOHN: no problem. we’re friends, terezi...

JOHN: it’s not like i’m going to let you die out here just because we bicker sometimes.

JOHN: you don’t have to be so on guard! actually, i’m glad to see you.

JOHN: i’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. i...

TEREZI: ...

TEREZI: YOU WH4T JOHN?

JOHN: uh, hold that thought...

JOHN: check this out!

TEREZI: 1S TH1S P4TH3T1C4LLY PR1M1T1V3 FOUR WH33L D3V1C3 3D1BL3, OR 4M 1 M1SUND3RST4ND1NG SOM3TH1NG H3R3

JOHN: no, it’s just that i...

TEREZI: 1TS R34LLY 4 M3SS OUT H3R3 1SNT 1T

JOHN: yeah...

JOHN: what are you doing out here anyway?

TEREZI: WH4T DO YOU TH1NK 1M DO1NG OUT H3R3?

TEREZI: LOOK1NG FOR VR1SK4 OF COURS3

JOHN: still?

TEREZI: WH4T DO YOU M34N ST1LL

JOHN: well... it’s been years.

JOHN: at least from my perspective it has.

JOHN: what have you seen since you started looking?

JOHN: there’s just... nothing out here.

JOHN: not anymore.

JOHN: if you haven’t found her yet, i hate to say it, but...

JOHN: she’s probably not here.

TEREZI: ...

JOHN: i mean, she went to fight lord english, right?

JOHN: i was just there, and i didn’t see her.

JOHN: and i’m pretty sure everyone who WAS there is dead now.

JOHN: i...

JOHN: i wouldn’t be surprised if we’re the only two people left alive out here.

TEREZI: Y34RS...

JOHN: yes.

JOHN: oh. a year is about half a sw—

TEREZI: 1 KNOW TH4T, FOOL

JOHN: oh.

TEREZI: 1TS JUST S1NK1NG 1N

TEREZI: HOW T1M3 H4S P4SS3D D1FF3R3NTLY FOR US

JOHN: right.

TEREZI: T1M3 NOT 1N TH3 L1T3R4L S3NS3 OF S3CONDS P4SS1NG BY

TEREZI: BUT...

TEREZI: PROGR3SS

TEREZI: YOUV3 CH4NG3D SO MUCH

TEREZI: 4ND 4LL 1V3 DON3 1S W4ST3 MY 3NT1RE L1F3SP4N W4LK1NG 1N C1RCL3S

JOHN: hey, let’s not throw in the towel just yet!

JOHN: um.

JOHN: so, do you think...

JOHN: do i actually LOOK that much different to you?

TEREZI: HMMM

TEREZI: YOU SM3LL OLD3R

TEREZI: BUT NOT 4S OLD 4S 1 THOUGHT YOUD B3

JOHN: what does that mean?

TEREZI: DONT WORRY 4BOUT 1T

TEREZI: OH! WH4T 1S TH4T?

JOHN: terezi, no!

JOHN: that’s not food!!

JOHN: um... you feel better?

TEREZI: Y3S

JOHN: that’s good.

JOHN: but personally speaking, i feel like total shit.

JOHN: i think we should go back.

JOHN: home, i mean.

TEREZI: N... NO

TEREZI: PL34S3 JOHN

TEREZI: C4N W3 JUST

TEREZI: ST4Y 4 L1TTL3 LONG3R?

JOHN: um. ok.

JOHN: we can stay a little longer.

JOHN: why don’t you rest in the back seat, so you can save your energy.

JOHN: i’ll drive.

JOHN: um.

JOHN: not literally drive, but... you know.

#homestuck #homestuck epilogues #john egbert #terezi pyrope #meat epilogue #page 28

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theshippingpro · 2 years

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Hot to Patch up your Gremlin Child and Gator Brother! (Part 1/?)

(A/N: Hey guys! Welcome to the second part of my series called A How to Guide for a Gremlin Child to be a Pacifist? (It's Going Better Then Expected). I would really recommend that you go check out the first part of the series right here for part one, and right here for part two of the same story. Hope you guys enjoy the story!)

“Aaugh…”

Gregory curled into himself, leaning against the gator’s chest. Trying his best to keep his breathing even.

“Crap, little guy, are you alright?”

“Mmmph, yep, totally fine, it’s not like you just jumped from a catwalk. Oh, I don’t know thirty fucking feet in the air! When you could've gone down the stairs that were, oh I don’t know, right fucking next to us!”

“... So, mistakes were made…”

“Jeez you think!?!?”

“Let me see your side.”

Gregory felt the gators hands leave his back. Bring him up to the gators shoulder to try and get a better look. He opened one of his eyes to see what he was doing. But was immediately distracted by a light shining in his eyes.

“Wait, Monty, the S.T.A.F.F bot, behind you!”

“SHIT!”

Monty tightens his hold on the kid and started running.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Monty turned around the corner and ran straight into the hallway. Taking a minute to look around.

“... I think we’re safe now, let me get a look at your side.” Gregory glared up at the gator, his hand pushing down on his wound.

“I’m fine, it just didn’t like you jumping thirty fucking feet.”

Gregory felt Monty's arm twitch. Gregory tensed up realizing what he did.

Fuck, I made him mad. I should have kept my mouth shut.

“It won’t happen again kid, promise.”

Gregory's eyes widen at the gator. Blinking up at him, waiting for him to say or do anything else. But he didn't, he just looked down at him. He realized that Monty was waiting for him to respond. So, he said the first thing that came to mind.

“You sure are making a lot of promises…”

“That I plan on keeping, trust me kid, I’m a gator that keeps them. Now let’s see that side of yours”

Gregory pressed his lips together. Shit, this is where the punishment comes in. But I can't exactly tell him no, he'll just make it worst.

“... Okay”

Gregory moved his hand out of the way, and onto his chest. Giving Monty enough room to lift the kid’s shirt up, leaning over the kid a little, looking for any more damage that could have been done. Monty was a tough guy, not a lot of things could make the gator uncomfortable. But looking at the kids wound, knowing that it was his claws that did that. Even if he didn’t remember doing this… It kept making that thing in his torso moving in some very uncomfortable ways.

“Monty?”

Monty glanced up at the kids face. Noticing the way kid was still tense, his face completely blank of any expression. But his eyes sharp and watching him, he looked like he was waiting for something to happen. He hated that look, he wanted to erase that look off the kids face completely. He wasn't sure how; it was always Freddy or Chica that would handle the more emotional kids. Hell, even Roxy could clam a kid down if needed. But that was never Monty's thing, he was too rough, too scary, or too sharp for the kids. He just tends to make things worse, and make the kids cry more. He could always help after, or if they needed a distraction, he was good at that.

I'm not even sure if the other could get this kid to calm down.

This was completely different; this had never happened at the mall. Sure, they had some kids fall and hurt themselves, and a couple of scraps here and there. But never something like this. Never one of them hurting a child, never one of them spilling blood. It went against their programing to do so, like chasing a kid around after hours for who knows how long. At least it uses to be...

Monty took another glance down at the kids’ side, double check to make sure he didn't miss anything. And to make sure none of his anger escaped into his voice.

“It looks okay, I don’t know if that jump caused any of it to open more. But you're bleeding the same amount.”

“Yay, blood is still escaping my body. Just what we needed.”

Monty let out a mechanical noise, Gregory swore it sounded like a sigh. Monty looked back down to his side, his hand still right next to his wound, but Gregory had a feeling that he wasn’t looking at the wound. Gregory pressed his lips together. Monty was acting weird again he wasn't sure what was happening with the gator, he wasn't sure if he was lost in his own head. Or if Monty was going to turn on him and start chasing him once more. He really hoped not, he wanted to at least get back to Freddy before any of that would happen. So, Gregory took a deep breath and decided to ask him out right. Maybe he would give him a head start if he did want to chase him again.

“Monty? Are, are you…? Still there?”

Monty shook his head, from stopping his thoughts dead in its tracks. And looked back up to the kids face, Monty could see the fear on the kids face this time. His eyes a little wider, looking like he was going to bolt at any minute. Even with his side in so much pain. Causing the thing in him to act up even more.

Snap out of it, this is not the time to be thinking about that. Just say something to the kid and get a move on.

“Yep, still here, just got lost in thought. We should stop by the gift shop, see if there is anything we can use for that wound.”

Monty straightened out his back, moving his hand to help Gregory pull his shirt back down, as he looked around for anymore S.T.A.F.F bots.

“Really? And why not a first aid station?” Gregory asked as he put his hand back onto his side, using his other arm still resting on his chest, as he looked up at Monty. Glaring at him once more.

“They took all the first aid stations out of the golf course a couple of days ago. There was some sort of goo in all of them.” Monty looking back at the way they came as he said this

“Gross.” Gregory pulled a grossed-out face, sticking his tongue out.

“Yep.”

Gregory's face smoothed out and gave the gator a confused look.

“Why not go to Gator Grub instead? It’s closer.”

Monty turned his head back around and looked down at the kid.

“Kid, I’m not the brightest bulb around here. But even I know that we would have better luck with the gift shop. Unless you need something to eat? Should you even be eating? Is it even safe to give you water?”

Gregory bit his lips and taking a quick glance down to his side. Before looking back up to Monty.

“Um… I’m not really sure.”

Monty shrugged his shoulders lightly.

“Better be safe than sorry, let’s get you something.”

Gregory gave Monty a panicked look. Almost rising his arms up to grab onto Monty's shoulders, before thinking better of it. He didn't want to push him to far, at least until he got patched up.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, what if my side explodes?”

Gregory threw his arms up, trying to mimic an explosion. Monty’s jaw tightening at the thought of that happening to the kid.

“Can that happen to humans?”

Gregory brought his arms down, crossing them on his chest and glaring up at the gator.

“I don’t know! Do I look like a doctor to you?”

“We can always save it for later?” Monty almost moved his hand from the kids back to scratch his neck.

Gregory glared up at the gator for a moment.

“Fine, we can grab something on our way out.”

Monty snapped his eyes back up. Trying his best to keep the grin out of his voice.

“Alright, little guy lets head out. Trust me kid, the Gator Grub has the best food.”

“Monty, you can’t taste food.”

“The point still stands kid.”

Monty shifted his grip and started walking down the hallway.

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Gregory was staring up at the gator, wide eyed. Looking back and forth between him and the walkway, where a couple of S.T.A.F.F bots were rolling up and down.

“...Monty…”

“Yeah kid?”

“Do you really think… that the S.T.A.F.F bots… won’t be able to see you… in the ball pit?”

“Kid, we both know that the bots are really stupid. They won’t be able to find us here.”

Gregory snapped his head up to Monty, glaring at him. Before he started to furiously whisper to him.

“Monty, the balls barely make it pass your ankles.”

Just as Monty opened his mouth to argue back, a flashlight landed on them.

“GO, GO, GO!” Gregory shouted as he pushed at the gator’s chest.

“I’M GOING, I’M GOING!” Monty shouted back, almost slipping on the balls as he ran.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Monty walked to the red door after the S.T.A.F.F bot moved away. And quickly shut the door behind them. Stopping at the door as he waited for the bot to move past the counter from the other side.

“Alright, any food you had in mind kid?” Monty asked as he kept an eye on the bot.

Gregory almost crossed his arms on his chest, before he remembered that he needs to keep one on his side. So, he just put his left arm on his chest, holding on to his shoulder, hoping he could still make himself look at least somewhat intimidating.

“I’m not a kid, and anything is fine by me.”

“Even the Mystery Mix?” Monty raised his eyebrow, giving the kid a quick look. His eyes going back to the bot. Trying to keep his amusement out of his voice, the kid looked like one of those over dramatic, stuck-up moms hearing their precious babies swearing for the first time.

“Anything but that, is fine by me”

“Come on kid, it's not that bad. Even Chica loves it.”

“Chica will eat trash straight out of the can. And she can’t taste it, she doesn’t count.”

Monty really couldn't keep his amusement out of his voice if he tried.

This kid is fucking hilarious, just wait until Roxy meets this kid.

“Come on kid, don’t judge a lady on how she gets her food. You don’t know if it tastes good coming from the trash.”

“I have had food from the trash, and it’s gross.”

Monty froze and looked down at the kid.

“... Kid, when did you have to eat from the trash?”

Gregory shut his mouth and looked away from Monty. Tightening his arms around himself. Looking towards the counter instead, looking for anything to distract the gator with.

"You know what, I think chips and a drink will work just fine.”

“Kid, that doesn’t answer my question.” Monty's voice was stern, and his grip tighten just a little. Gregory turned his head back to Monty and glared up at him.

“Hey, you don’t question the trash, I won’t question why you keep staring at me.”

Monty looked at the kid for another minute, knowing he should push the kid more about this. But they really didn't have time for this, the kid needed medical attention. This was something he could talk to Freddy about later. Before turning his head away. And walking up to the counter and started to look at what they had. His eyes landing on the can drinks.

“What type of drink do you want?”

“The Freddy Fizzy Faz.”

Monty gave a sigh. “Of course, you would, you sure I can’t get you to take my Fizzy Faz?”

“No, limes are gross.”

Gregory gave Monty a smirk, lifting his left arm up, and making grabby hands at the orange can.

“You are a gremlin child.”

“And you are a dumb gator.”

Monty’s head turned, and glared down at the kid

“Am not.”

“Are too, I was able to electrocute you by making you run into a wall.” Gregory turned his head to meet the gators eyes. His body tensed for a moment, his eyes flashing with an intense emotion. Before turning smug. He gave the gator a smirk.

“That doesn’t count, I had a virus in my system.”

“A virus doesn’t affect how smart you are.”

“It does for humans.”

“Human viruses are different from computer viruses.”

Monty kept glaring at kid for a moment. Try to think of an argument to give the kid. Before he let his glare drop and shrug his shoulders.

“Well, you got me there.”

The kid’s whole body relaxed. His smirk turned into a smile.

“That is because I’m smarter than you.”

Monty opened his mouth to argue back, when once again a light shined on them. Instead, he said.

“Oh shit, here we go again.”

Monty quickly grabbed the soda and some napkins, before he turned around and ran for the door.

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“Monty?”

“Yeah, little guy?”

“We forgot the chips.”

Monty stopped in the middle of the walkway for a minute, looking around to make sure no S.T.A.F.F bots were there before he responded.

“I’m sure we can get some later.”

“But they won’t be your chips.”

“... I guess we’re going back.”

Monty started to turn around, before he could start walking. Gregory used his free hand to get a hold of his left shoulder. Pulling himself up to Monty’s eyesight. Gregory letting out a whine as he did.

“Wait, Monty, I was joking, we need to get to Freddy.”

Monty used one hand to grab Gregory’s right side, and the other to the kid’s shoulder. He glanced down to the little guy’s side. It was still bleeding; they were able to use the napkins to put pressure on the wound. But too much blood was still coming out for Monty's liking. How could Monty even say that? The kid was still bleeding out, they need to stop fucking around, get to the gift shop, out of the golf course, and straight to Freddy.

Monty removed his hand from his shoulder and used it to take the kids hand off from his shoulder. Letting the little guy take his hand from his, and help the little guy settle back down in his arms. And turned back around.

“You’re right let’s get to the gift shop. They’ll have something better than napkins. Who knows what’s on those napkins.”

Gregory grimaced as he leaned closer to the gator’s chest.

“Don’t remind me, I’m trying not to think about it.”

Monty let out another mechanical noise. This time it sounded like an amused huff; Monty felt whatever that thing in his torso settles down. And something warmer taking it place. Monty felt vaguely worried about a second thing in his chest, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment. Plus, this one didn’t feel has bad as the first one. He would talk to Freddy about this later.

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“Why are we hiding behind a fucking vending machine?” Gregory whispered harshly while glaring up at the gator, hoping he could feel his anger from here.

“Come on kid, the bots won’t be able to find us here.” He looked down at the kid and saw him glaring hard. Monty could feel his wires shivering from the glare.

Damn, where did the kid learn how to glare like that from? Hopefully Roxy never learns from this kid. Monty’s wires shivered even harder at that thought. He didn’t want to be around when that eventually happened.

“Monty, you thought hiding in the ball pit while standing was a good idea.”

“Hey! That wasn’t the plan! The bot saw us before I could do anything else!”

“What else would you have done?”

Monty glanced up to his right before he responds, seeing a bot coming straight for them.

“I’ll tell you while I outrun this S.T.A.F.F bot.”

“Monty, you don’t even have to run from them, it's like a light jog for you. If they don’t sneak up on you first.” Monty let out a snort as he started to slide his way out from behind the machine.

“Don’t ruin my line, kid. It’s much cooler to say it that way.” As soon as he was out, the gator started jogging down the hallway.

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Monty walked right up to the wood cabin that was the gift shop. It took longer than they wanted, but finally they made it.

“Here we are, Monty’s Gift Shop.”

“Did they really have to put your name on everything? That seems a little much.”

“Hey! There is nothing wrong with putting my name on everything. Besides the company’s name is Freddy Fazbear Entertainment, what else did you expect?”

Monty walked into the shop, glancing back to the entrance every minute. The S.T.A.F.F bots usually don’t come up here. But it doesn’t hurt to keep an eye on it.

“You have a point, but let's get back to clothes. Do you have any Freddy stuff?”

“Kid, we’re in my golf course. Do you think that they would have any Freddy stuff?”

Gregory pointed to one of the standing shelfs in front of them.

“There is a Freddy plushie right there.”

“And only Freddy plushies, we would have to go to the main gift shop for any of Freddy's clothing. My face isn’t that terrible.”

Gregory looked up at Monty and raised an eyebrow at him. Tilting his head to the side a little.

“... Have you seen yourself in the mirror recently?”

Monty rolled his eyes. “Ha ha, very funny kid, just pick something out.”

Gregory took a moment to look around the shop. His eyes landed on a couple of things he thinks would be cool. But that he doesn’t really need now. But he couldn’t find any clothes.

“We might need to go straight to Freddy. I don’t see any clothes here.”

“Huh, I could've sworn that we had some here. Let me check something really quick.”

Monty moved past the standing shelfs, going to his right where the register was. Putting Gregory downright next to the register. Before walking around the counter. He squatted down, looking for something to use. There was a couple of boxes stacked on top of each other. Looking at the labels, he found one that said something about shirts. That would have to do. Hopefully it would be something the kid would like. He moved the box on top to the side, picking up the box that was under it. Bringing it up with him and placing it right next to Gregory.

“I found a box of shirts.”

Gregory turned himself to the left. Cringing for a moment, his wound being pulled at once more. Before turning his whole body around, putting his legs on the other side of the counter. Still looking at Monty as he did.

“Really? What type of shirts?”

“We’re about to find out.”

Monty brought his left hand up, placing his pointer finger right on the tape. Dragging his finger down, doing his best not to snag anything inside it. As soon as he was done, he grabbed both sides of the box and ripped it open.

Both Gregory and Monty leaned over to get a good look of what was inside. Gregory gave the box a deadpan look, it was a box full of short sleeve t-shirts covered in Monty’s cartoon face.

“Well, well, well that is one fine looking shirt. The best-looking shirt I’ve seen in a while. The company really out did themselves this time.”

“Oh, shut up Monty, and help me find a size that will fit.”

After a few ripped shirts, they were finally able to find a shirt that could be warped around Gregory’s waist.

“Let me tie it, you’re going to rip it.”

“You sure? You’re not looking so good, kid.”

“Yes, I’m sure, I don’t want you ripping all the shirts we have.”

Monty hovered for a minute, before his shoulders dropped and let out a sigh.

“Alright, alright, I hear you loud and clear.”

Monty moved a couple of steps back.

It took Gregory a couple of minutes, but he was finally able to tie the shirt around him. He was struggling to tighten the knot. He just couldn’t get his arms to work, they were too shaky, it felt like both of his arms turned to jello. He felt so tired as well, he just wanted to lay down and fall asleep.

Monty watches the kid struggle for a couple more minutes. Before moving closer to the kid.

“Let me tighten it for you little guy.”

“It’s fine, I can do it… I just need another minute.” Gregory said as he glared down at the shirt, if the shirt would just stay still for a minute, he could get it.

“Kid, you look like you're about to fall over. You took care of tying it, I can handle a little bit of tightening."

Gregory lifted his head up and took a moment to look at Monty. His eyes narrowed up at the gator. Monty could once again feel that glare down to his very wires.

“Fine, but if you tear this one up…”

“I’ll do my best not to. I’ll owe you a favor if I do, that sounds good?”

Gregory nodded, letting his hands drop to the sides. Monty got on his kneeled down to get a better look and grabbed the ends of the knot and started pulling at it gently. His shoulders tense, Gregory sat there looking down at the gator’s hands. Wondering how could Monty control his strength? Was it the same way that humans do? How similar are these animatronics to humans? Was there a difference? Beside them being machines, and humans being squishy.

What was the difference between us and them?

… Does that mean I almost… Killed a person?

Gregory notices the blood on Monty’s right hand. He tensed and looked away; he knew that the gator wasn’t in the right state of mind when he did that. Monty seems to feel bad about it. He kept staring at him when he thought he wasn't looking. Holding him close, almost flat out growling at the S.T.A.F.F bots if they got too close to him. He was trying his best to prove Gregory that was a onetime thing. That it would never happen again.

That was what his mom used to say, when she first started drinking. She would say or do something, the next day she would apologize, say it wouldn’t happen again. But still go back to her drinks the very same night.

He really didn’t want that to happen again.

He really didn't want Monty to hurt him again.

He didn’t want Freddy to start hurting him.

Gregory felt the shirt around his torso starting to feel a little too tight.

He jumped and turned his head back to the gator in front of him. Looking startled for a second before his eyes narrowed and he glared at the gator.

“What are you trying to do? Squish me into a pancake?”

Monty chuckled, letting go of his shirt, getting off the floor and taking a step back. His shoulders seemed lower than he remembered them being just a minute ago.

“Nah, just wanted to make sure it was tight enough, don’t want it falling off as I ran off with you. Or a S.T.A.F.F bot to grab you by it and drag you off to somewhere else.”

Gregory huffed, moving forwards a little.

“Like that would happen, I’m too fast for them.”

Gregory jumped off the counter, his feet barely touching the floor. When he was scooped right off the floor, and back into the gator’s arms.

“Hey! I can walk!”

“No can-do kid, you are not looking well enough to keep walking around. Besides, it's faster this way.”

Gregory huffed, crossing his arms and looking away from the gator. He could admit, he was tired, and he felt like he could fall over any minute. He has dealt with this before, when he went without food days at a time. But he wasn’t bleeding out those times, and he didn’t hide around every corner, with the risk of getting caught by some crazy robots, security guard, or that rabbit lady.

Even if Monty has the risk of turning on him. At least it seems like he would turn on him later, when he had Freddy.

“Whatever, let's just get out of here already.”

“Can do kid.”

Monty started to walk out of the store. Looking both ways to see if the coast was clear.

“Shit, Monty-”

“S.T.A.F.F bot?”

Gregory nodded and pointed right at the bot. Coming right towards them. How did these bots keep sneaking up on them? Monty sighed and started walking towards the elevator.

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Monty couldn’t help but let out a whistle at how many S.T.A.F.F. were out by the main stage. Staring at the many bots from the entrance to his golf course.

“They are really bumping up security tonight.”

“It’s not always like this?” Gregory tilled his head up to Monty.

“Nope, it's usually about half of this amount. Unless something like a little gremlin was able to sneak in.” Monty looked down at the kid, about to move his hand up, and pull down his glasses and winked at him. Before he remembered what happened last time, he did that. He kept his hand on the kids back.

Gregory glared at him.

“Well maybe they should have more human staff to look out for this sort of thing. Or something like you guys.”

“They had some sort of puppet animatronic as one years ago. But it had a flaw in its design, something about it was too easy to stop.” Monty shrugged, Gregory rolled his eyes and looked away from the gator and back out to the bots.

“Well how are we able to get past all of this?”

“See kid, this is where my mind-blowing idea comes in.” Gregory could hear the smirk in the gators voice. He gave the gator a glance over his shoulder.

“Really?”

“Hey, don’t go doubting my ideas.”

Gregory turned his head back, giving him a look of disbelief.

“You said it’s better than hiding in Freddy’s stomach hatch.”

“It really is.”

“What place could be better than that?”

“Trust me kid, you’ll see…”

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“This was your mind blowing idea? A fucking potted plant? There’s no way they won’t see us.”

“Hey, this tree is almost as big as me! There’s no way they’ll be able to see us!”

Gregory looked up to the gator with a deadpan look and looked off to his right. Looking straight into the eyes of the S.T.A.F.F bot that was headed right towards them. And back at the gator, throwing his right arm out, pointing at the S.T.A.F.F bot.

“Then what do you call that? A fucking huge Roomba with a hoverboard for feet and a flashlight not coming towards us?”

Monty snapped his head up, his eyes immediately finding the bot Gregory was talking about.

“Well, I wouldn’t call it a Roomba, that would be the wet floor signs.” Monty said as he turned away from the S.T.A.F.F bot, bringing Gregory closer to his body. While the kid put his arm down. Walking away from his ‘mind blowing spot’, while making sure their path was clear.

“The S.T.A.F.F bots would be more like, uh… a knock off brand of that Siri thing! While clearly made to do something else.”

“How does that make any sense? What else would they be made for? And why Siri?”

“I don’t know, just something I heard from people. A couple of guys came in here a few months ago, talking about some rumor they heard, hiding missing kids in animatronic suits. I couldn’t hear more about that, Vanessa kicked them out pretty quick. And some lady, I think her name was Karen? Was talking to some human staff, comparing the S.T.A.F.F to Siri. I figure that they must be similar enough for her to compare them.”

Gregory snorted, covering his mouth.

“What’s so funny?”

“How do you know that’s the lady's name?”

“I overheard the human staff talking about it. She is always complaining about something, even at other stores, from the number of times I’ve heard guests and staff complain about her.”

Gregory giggled, trying his best to keep quiet.

“I don’t get it, what’s so funny about Karen?”

Gregory wheezed, his left arm wrapping around his stomach. Leaning into the gator, shaking in a semi-silent laughter. Monty smirked, glad that he was able to get the kid to laugh. Even if he didn’t understand why he was laughing about some lady. He turned to the left, going straight to Fazer Blast. Freddy had sent a message to Gregory’s watch earlier while they were running from some S.T.A.F.F bots. Telling them where he found the first aid station. Fazer Blast was the only place that Freddy thought would be safe enough to bring the kid to. But Freddy would have to wait in the area for them. If he left the first aid protocol would be canceled, and he would have to find another spot and start the process over again. So, Freddy would be waiting for them at the elevator entrance. Right next to the S.T.A.F.F bot guarding it.

Luckily, it didn’t seem like the other Glamrocks were not around. So, they only had to dodge S.T.A.F.F bots. Which Gregory had to admit, Monty was pretty good at dodging them. Sure, some of his hiding spots were… Interesting to say the least. He was fast, Monty didn’t even have to run from the bots. He just jogged away from them.

Gregory's body tense, the kid letting out a whine. His left hand now holding on to his side.

Fuck, that hurts. Note to self, never laugh when your side is all teared up.

“Easy kid, easy.”

Usually, Gregory didn’t like it when someone called him kid. He was too old to be a kid, he hasn’t been one for years. But it felt different when Monty said it, his voice didn’t change. Like how other adults would when they called him that. He couldn’t remember at this moment what, but he knew the tone of voice was different when Monty said it. Just like with Freddy, neither of them talked to him like he was a nuisance. They talked to him like he was something… What was it called?

“Kid, earth to kid. Are you there?”

Gregory shook his head. Looking back up at Monty, now is not the time to be lost in thought. Even if Monty seems to be back to normal, Gregory still remembers earlier. Monty looking at the catwalk, and in the hallway, he never thought it would be easy to read an animatronics face. But it was surprisingly easy to tell what they were thinking. Monty was angry, there was only a few times Gregory has ever seen that type of anger. And it never ended well for him, he thought he would be done for. Getting his attention, the way he did, both times, he knew from his mom that saying anything didn’t end well.

But Gregory couldn’t let Monty sit like that. Not when they had to get moving, not when there was something seriously wrong with the other bots. Gregory didn’t want to have to call Freddy back, saying his friend had turned once more. It would break his nonexistent heart.

What was surprising was Monty shook himself out of it. He wiped away any previous anger from his mind and asked if he was ready to go. Gregory was surprised by that, but right then was not a good time to ask about that. Gregory knew he shouldn’t even ask at all about the incident. He should be grateful he wasn’t hit and moved on. But he was curious about what got the gator so angry, and he would admit that he was concerned. Monty seems like a cool guy; he didn’t want to see him angry at all.

Gregory straightened up his back and looked at the gator. Even with his shades covering his eyes, he could feel his eyes digging into his skin. He put his left hand on his side, pushing the shirt down onto the wound. Even if the bleeding has slowed down, and the shirt was tight enough to keep enough pressure on it. It still hurts bad, and it made him feel somewhat better, keeping his hand pressed down like this.

“I’m fine, I just moved my side too much.”

Monty looked up for a second, making sure there were no more S.T.A.F.F bots in their way. Before looking back down at Gregory, making his way up the stairs.

“You’re, uh, not in any more pain, are you?”

“Nope, it’s still that same amount as last time you asked.”

“Just making sure kid, just making sure.”

Monty lifted his head up once more. Giving his full attention to everything around him. Gregory let his shoulders drop, and his body relaxed. Glad to have his eyes off him. He was never a fan of being the center of attention. It never ended well for him.

Gregory took this moment to get a good look of his surroundings. He hasn’t been able to get a good look of any of his surroundings since he got here. He had to admit, he could see why people would come here. It was very cool looking, and there was something around every corner. He would love to try some of the games out some day. Preferable during the day, without the killer animatronics after him. Especially Fazer Blast, it looked so cool! Speaking of Fazer Blast.

“Wait, how was Freddy able to get into Fazer Blast? I thought you needed a party pass to get in?”

“Fazer Blast is Freddy’s area, no one will be stopping him from going to his own area.”

Monty stopped right in front of the door. Waiting for a moment, keeping an eye out as the doors open. Jogging in as soon as the doors open, heading straight towards the elevator. Where Freddy was waiting for them, his ears perked up and he straightened his back.

“Gregory!”

(A/N: Hoped you guys all enjoyed that! Took a while to get it written but I think it turned out nicely. Papa bear is now here! We should be getting more fluff in the next chapter. I'm planning on about 3 chapters for this guy, but we will see how that will go. This was so much fun to write, I think this is my favorite part so far. We all love dumbass Monty. Here you guys go! I'll read you guys later! ;)

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#fnaf security breach #five nights at freddy's #fnaf montgomery #fnaf gregory #fnaf glamrock freddy #fnaf pacifist route au #more lighthearted then last time #some swearing #past child abuse mention #Monty is a dumbass SOMETIMES #gator and gremlin lose what will they do?#gator still trying to avoid emotions more at 7 #they get up to some shenanigans #hurt and comfort #with a dash of angst #A How to Guide for a Gremlin Child to be a Pacifist? (It's Going Better Then Expected)

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lingeringscars · 3 years

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harper and monty planning on staying behind in polis while everyone else went to fight and then staying behind when they go up to space is just very beautiful to me. harper also says that their friends might die if monty decides not to take lives anymore, and when octavia comes and begs monty to talk to bellamy about how to fight indra, monty says no. it’s their first appearance since the let’s show them how to live conversation, and monty applies it even if it means his friend, his family, bellamy, might die. harper and monty form this united front that they’re not going to contribute to the war effort, not going to fight until the very last moment ( where harper says they have to -- which is still harper advising the others to while she and monty stay behind to help the injured ). they’re committed to peace, even if it’s just peace of mind for themselves that they did what was best for them and didn’t go to war for the idea of peace.

#let me interrupt my regularly scheduled bellamy to talk about m/arper real quick #i will cling to their season 5 arcs for the rest of my LIFE #this is also a mess and isn't cohesive i just really love the symmetry of their arc #and how it plays out even when outside forces threaten it ( which isn't true of bellamy !! )#bellamy is also committed to peace he's just waging a war against o at the same timea #and sometimes that takes precedent and leads him to do things he doesn't want to do either !!#i think a lot about how monty was vocal about wanting to have stayed in space but BELLAMY SAID YEP WHEN MONTY SAID HE MISSED IT #Bellamy missed it too!! he just thought that they'd get to the ground and have peace with his entire family ( including o and miller )#and when that didn't happen he had to adjust and ultimately his family was still the most important thing to him #which meant compromising on peace in the hopes of getting it anyway #there's just so many good little ways that you can see the development of these chars i wish the show had chilled on the whole #YOU'RE NOT THE BELLAMY YOU WERE BEFORE narrative iojoeigheag #i am once again annoyed at how people try to play it as if bellamy wasn't always a strategic genius he's just a dumbass who ignored it #when someone was in direct danger #the way i still made these tags about bellamy i told u i can't help it dohfgoidhgd #muse: harper mcintyre #meta: harper mcintyre #muse: bellamy blake #meta: bellamy blake #precedence* ignore me i'm still in supreme court case mode #dyn: let's show them how to live (marper)

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mochatune · 2 years

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I remember writing the big brother monty hcs and I’m gonna be honest it was hella fun to write.

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(Kinda yandere) Sun and moon as older siblings hcs.

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🌙☀️-when you were a little tot they would fight who got to spend time with you so often that they had to have a system to divide time between them evenly.

☀️-when you are hanging out with sun he does arts and crafts with you (if that wasn’t obvious enough lol) I also feel like he would be the type to do mini fashions shows with you and him taking turns being the model in paper clothing. Sometimes you both harass moon until he agrees to dress up in embarrassingly neon colored clothing made out of paper mâché and glitter glue, moon only agrees because you look so happy when seeing him strut like a dumbass.

☀️- whenever in his room you’re always way more upbeat, maybe it’s because it’s freakishly yellow and smells of orange cream soda.

☀️-I feel like sun would also take you to the park really early in the morning before anyone even wakes up so you guys can have the entire playground area to yourself.

🌙-with moon you both would be doing more calm activities, his favorite thing to do with you is just lounge in his room and watch a movie while your both cuddling.

🌙-I completely am sold on the fact that his room has a humidifier that smells of really strong lavender so anytime you go to hang out in his room it makes you sleepy and calm, it’s also really dark in there and he has those glow in the dark stars that stick on the ceiling.

🌙- despite being more ‘lazy’ compared to his twin brother he does also like to do other activities with you, he loves taking you to the planetarium and telling you about all the constellations and what they mean. I bet he would be into astrology and tells you all about it.

🌙☀️-when the time isn’t divided by either of them you all play video games together, the favorite one being either Mario kart or Minecraft, sun and moon get super competitive to win so they can attention from their little sibling.

🌙☀️-just know how protective they are of you. They have a lot of restrictions of things you can’t do or see until a certain age (no gore, violence, etc.) you get mad at them but they are really just trying to make sure you don’t do anything that could destroy your innocence at such a young age (no not that you nasties, the reader is like 7). They overreact quite a bit most of the time.

🌙☀️- break any rules and you can expect a world of trouble from them, they would never lay a hand on their little sibling but they aren’t scared to lock you in your room until you decide to apologize and swear to behave. Sun feels bad and goes soft thinking about letting you out early while moon is the opposite and thinks you deserve the punishment, moon convinces sun this as well but sun is still skittish about hearing you upset.

🌙- be ready for moon to snoop in on your dairy to make sure you aren’t getting into any trouble, sun snoops too but he tries not to cross any boundaries and does his best to convince moon to back off. Moon knows no boundaries so don’t expect your life to be private from him.

☀️-sun rather than snoop likes to frequently check in on you and how you’re feeling. Moon doesn’t do this because he doesn’t want you to think he’s going soft.

🌙☀️- it’s like a good cop and bad cop situation with sun and moon. While sun tries to be more your age and friendly, moon is the opposite. He’s more of the parent who makes sure you’re not breaking any rules and is the more strict of the two. Even keeping sun in check when they are both the same age.

🌙☀️-lord forbid you find a partner at such a young age, they both flip out. I mean for crying out loudly you are only in 2nd grade, way too early for a partner in their eyes.

🌙☀️-while moon is threatening the kid and telling him to back off, sun is trying to convince you to maybe think this through (hoping you will and decide to dump this kid) they don’t like the idea of you being with someone so young.

🌙☀️-they honestly are kinda possessive and strict with who you can be friends with and even control most of your social life. You usually can’t be friends without them making sure if they are a bad influence or not.

🌙☀️- you aren’t allowed to go to birthday parties or go to a friends house without at least one of them present which is reasonable considering something could happen to you at any given moment.

🌙☀️- even when you are old enough to be alone you still aren’t allowed out of the house alone without a fully charged phone and you texting them to tell them you’re fine every 5 minutes. And even then one of them is still present watching, without you knowing of course.

🌙☀️- they take up most of your time and are honestly so soft for you in general, just don’t try and find a loophole around rules and you’ll be fine.

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I wanted this to be more fluffy but it just got so possessive as I kept writing. I also may stick with the little emojis, I feel like it balances out the general aesthetic and makes it more organized.

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glambots · 2 years

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HCs for the glamrock’s reactions to two children getting into a fight (And i mean FIGHT fight, kids are really boxing) and how they would break it up?

🎩Glamrock-Freddy + "Breaking Up a Fight" HCs: 🎩

⭐He's shocked. Why are the children fighting? This is supposed to be a happy, peaceful place! (Okay, "peaceful" is subjective, but happy is implied!!!) He really doesn't know what to do. On one hand, he wants to step in! On the other, he doesn't feel qualified to do it--what if he does something wrong??

⭐Eventually, Chica has to give him a nudge like "Hey, please do something" because the guards can't get anywhere close to the kids. Despite being so much bigger and bulkier than both kids, Freddy tries to break up the fight as gently as possible. He steps between them, using one hand to hold each one at arms length. "Now, now. That sort of behavior goes against the regulations of the Pizzaplex!"

⭐Like a True Dad, he lectures them on how "violence is bad," gets them to talk it out, and maybe even apologize to one another. After all, no matter how bad the issue is there is always another choice! He comes out of the situation feeling somewhat satisfied with how he was able to handle it.

🐊Montgomery Gator + "Breaking Up a Fight" HCs:🐊

⭐(Grunkle Stan voice: CHILDREN FIGHTING--I CAN SELL THIS!!!) He's that dumbass in the corner egging them on or taking bets with Roxy on who they think might win. ("I'm betting on the big one." // "You kidding? The little one might not have the muscle, but he's got the moves!") Chica and Freddy are appalled.

⭐Eventually one of the security guards finally has to threaten him into finally going over and physically stopping it--which he does with ease, considering how much bigger he is than both kids. He just pushes one back with his hand over their face and picks the other one up by the scruff of their neck. "Alright, you two, break it up!"

⭐He has to go into this whole spiel about how "fighting is bad, yadda-yadda." Whatever. But he's also giving them pointers on their technique at the same time. You wanna end a fight fast? Go for the sternum! Gets 'em every time! (eyes security guard nervously) But also don't fight--if you can help it. (winks)

🍕Glamrock-Chica + "Breaking Up a Fight" HCs:🍕

⭐She's practically bouncing with how much anxiety she's got. While watching the two kids trade blows, she keeps glancing around the crowd, hoping and waiting for someone--anyone--to step in. (What if someone gets hurt??? Someone has to do something! ...Oh, wait! She can do something!!!)

⭐ First, she tries gently breaking them apart. But when that doesn't work, she has to be a little more forceful. She knows she can't physically pry them apart, so she ends up using that "scrapped" voice-box upgrade they gave her to...well, scare them apart. It's one of the few times anyone has heard Chica raise her voice like that.

⭐The kids, thankfully, are too shell-shocked by having a giant robot chicken SCREECH at them to remember that they were supposed to be fighting. Once she has their attention, she forces them to make-up--she might even make them hug it out. The whole thing is very nerve-wracking, but she ends up pretty proud of herself!

🐺Roxanne Wolf + "Breaking Up a Fight" HCs:🐺

⭐Like I said in Monty's headcanons, she likes to watch from the sidelines, making bets on who they think will win. It's only until it starts to look like they have no plans on stopping any time soon that she gets annoyed and decides she has No Choice but to step in.

⭐"Alright, you brats, break it up!" Sometimes the kids will stop at that point. But if they don't, she'll get between them, grabbing each kid by the top of their head and forcing them away from each other. ("Hey! I said break it up! Don't make me repeat myself!") If one of those kids chips her claws, she's gonna be so pissed.

⭐Like the others, she has to give the whole "no fighting in the Pizzaplex" spiel, while essentially degrading them the entire time. Seriously, you losers couldn't figure out how to handle this without fighting? Ugh, how lame. She'd never lose her cool like that. The children are thoroughly guilted.

#fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf imagines #fnaf security breach #security breach #glamrock freddy #glamrock chica #montgomery gator #roxanne wolf #headcanons #sfw #fluff #cute #silly #BABY FIGHT BABY FIGHT #not an 'x reader' but it's still funny #anonymous #long fic

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Can you write where Thomas Hewitt has deep feelings for an S/O slave (does the cleaning, sweeping, scrubbing, etc.) Even though he already knew that she already has a lover back at her previous home. Even though he can't have her, he still wanted a kiss from her.

Then the S/O feels sick from dehydration and over-working, so Thomas stood up to Hoyt for pushing her. Then he tries to put her back to health with the help from Luda Mae of course.

gender neutral!reader

tw: mentions of passing out, hoyt (he’s a walking tw) cheating in a way???, probably some typing errors somewhere, being cursed at by hoyt, over working, death threats, hoyt kicking you ig??, hoyt really is bad omfg

in a way you would consider yourself that they use you as a personal maid, since they spared you. unfortunately your friend couldn’t say the same and met their fate a few months ago

you never got a break, AND I MEAN NEVER. it was a big farm that needed lots of care, especially with quite a few people on it.

your day-to-day consisted of getting up at the crack of dawn and doing the laundry, washing the dishes, scrubbing and mopping the floors of each room, sweeping, cooking all the meals with luda, and dusting the room spotless. this doesn’t even include what monty needs help with and hoyt (even hoyt is just lazy and prefers someone else do his work) you usually didn’t get done until midnight, sometimes later

the only times you were able to sit down was whenever you’d go to the bathroom or sit and eat with them

you also couldn’t help but think of your poor s/o back home. were they thinking of you? looking for you? honestly you sure hoped since they would’ve been your only way out.

you could feel your mental and physical health slowly dwindling, however you did have the slightest help

sweet tommy, he spared your life that day. you weren’t even sure if it was because they needed help mending the farm or just because he just maybe cared

you had a feeling thomas had a thing for you. the look he gave you when you pleaded for your life, the glances he’d give you at the table. you could see and sense the longing he had for you.

sure you have grown to like him, but you were still with your s/o. at least you thought.

now to current day. you wiped the sweat from your brow as the texas heat was slowly getting to you. yet another day of doing hoyts shit because he didn’t want to, as if his ass sitting on the porch for hours was hard work.

you sat on your knees vigorously scrubbing at the porch as the little fragments of dirt slowly lifted. you knew thomas was in the basement with victims because you could hear their screams of terror and pain, it still sends shivers down your spine knowing that could’ve been you a few months ago.

the screams suddenly stop, you assumed thomas had “taken care” of them and that he’d be coming up. you thought it would be nice if you made him something to drink, knowing it did get really hot and humid down there.

you were stopped when the screen door swung open, nearly knocking you to the ground.

“where the hell are you going? there’s still dirt and shit all over this porch!” hoyt raises his voice loudly. it sounded very faint to you, however, you felt in a daze almost

“why’re you staring at me like that? get back to cleaning the floors dumbass!” hoyt kicked the back of your legs, forcing you to the ground.

“tommy, he needs a drink.” you voice comes out a whisper but feels so loud to you.

“he’s a big boy he can do it his self, now get!” hoyt groans and plops down onto the porch chair

“isn’t this your chore?” mistake number one on your part to even say that to him

“what the hell?” hoyt jerks up upon your assumptions. you could almost see the smoke come out of his ears.

luckily thomas wasn’t too far away and could hear the commotion outside. he gently opened the door seeing hoyt rather pissed and a very sick looking you

he let out a groan of distress after seeing your sickly figure barely keeping yourself up on your hands and knees. the discoloration in your skin worrying him deeply

seeing hoyts hand raise alerts thomas. now this pisses poor thomas off at the thought of hoyt even talking so horribly to you

thomas pushes him back into the wall with enough force to make hoyt tumble. he’s baffled really that thomas would stick up for you, someone who was originally supposed to be dinner. over him, his own family. hoyt just scoffed, mumbling something incoherently, before trudging through the door.

thomas thought the coast was clear, that was until he heard a thud from behind him. his eyes widen to see you had officially passed out and succumbed to the hot weather and poor conditions

thomas’ instinct immediately told him to get you out of the sun and in to somewhere cool. he picked you up bridal style and frantically carried you into the house and passing a very concerned luda mae in the kitchen.

he carried you up the stairs and into your own room, gently placing you down and leaving briefly to get a cold rag from downstairs to place on your forehead.

eventually luda also helped thomas nurse you back to a conscious state. thomas, in a way, demanded you get at least a week break from chores to get better. of course luda gladly let you, however hoyt wasn’t happy about this. luda especially wasn’t happy to find out hoyt was the reason for your overworked schedule due to hoyts laziness

thomas was there for you the whole week you were on bed rest, waiting on you hand and foot and helping you get to any location you needed. oh you need to shower? he’s already got his arm under your legs and back so he can carry you to the bathroom.

it was thomas you could thank for your speedy recovery. luda also lifted some of your house work (including whatever hoyt made you do for him) so when you starting working for them it actually felt like you were helping instead of being a literal prisoner.

thomas was happy he was able to be with you, as the main reason he kept you alive was because there was something special about you. he just loved you so much.

you knew that too, especially after that week. and maybe, just maybe, over the course of that week you were managing to love him back just as much. you knew you were never going to see your real s/o again, feeling as if they didn’t care since it had been months now. why couldn’t you move on to be with thomas?

and that’s exactly what you did on your final day off. thomas was sitting at the foot of your bed, waiting for you to wake up from your nap so he could see you again. when you woke up, there he was. the evening sun casting a light through your curtain in the perfect way that just made him look so perfect.

you could see him smile through his mask, though his wander eyes to your lips didn’t go unnoticed either.

finally deciding the wait was enough, you gently sat up and pressed your lips to his chapped ones. it was a really sweet kiss. once you both pulled way, you could see a light blush through his masked cheeks ever so slightly.

a few months ago, you thought you were gonna die at the hands of him. now, he was sweet tommy who nursed you back to health, your sweet sweet tommy.

hope you liked this! i haven’t wrote in a while omfg

#slashers x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #slasher x reader #thomas hewitt #texas chainsaw massacre #horror #slashers

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