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puhpandas · 2 months

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GGY week day 3: Team & found family

Wanted to show off the concept of Gregory and Vanessa having little spouts of freedom in between kills as Rab and vanny and what could come from that. aka being miserable over what they’ve done and only having eachother as allies and friends in the hell theyre in

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mosspaceship · 4 months

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What is this kid babbling about 🤨

#fnaf #fanart #art #gregory #gregory fnaf #gregory fanart #fnaf sb #fnaf vanessa fanart #fnaf vanessa #vannessa fnaf #five nights at freddy's security breach #vanny fanart #sb vanny #artists on tumblr #fnaf fanart #gregory and vanessa

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shiningstarr15 · 29 days

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Me: really wanting to see more works with Gregory and Vanessa being chaotic, playful siblings

No one:

Me: FINE, I’ll do it myself!

I think these two need more works of them just having fun! Seriously.. they’ve been through enough already y’all 😭

Let them play together

Let them laugh together

Let them have FUN together!

Based off the story by @sakichi56. Link to the story can be found here

#fnaf #fnaf gregory #fnaf vanessa #fnaf glamrock freddy #3 star fam #gregory and vanessa #fanfic fanart #food fight #whipped cream #seriously love this fic so much #and these two are chaotic siblings you can’t convince me otherwise #they don’t have an official duo name but I just call them Security Siblings #Gregory is a gremlin but Vanessa is honestly no better #you can’t convince me she isn’t just a big ass child herself #and she would absolutely go against a kid in a food fight #Freddy is a tired papa bear to both his kids #yes he snatched the ammo away from them in the corner drawing #everything depicted here happened in the story save for the two fighting scenes #the fight itself was vaguely described so I used my imagination to fill in the blanks lol #also I learned how to draw whipped cream specifically for this drawing #they are menaces and I love them so much #five nights at freddy’s #five nights at freddy’s fanart #fnaf security breach #also yes they are wearing Chica and Freddy pajamas respectively

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riahlynn101 · 3 months

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"Swimming Lessons."

Taking place within the "Of Heartaches and Headaches Universe."

One shot #1

Thank you, as always, to @halogenrobotics for editing this and giving me a plot outline. I couldn't have done it without you :D!!

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Vanessa groaned, using her hands to fan herself. It was the middle of summer, and in true Utah fashion, it was absolutely sweltering. And because her luck was nonexistent, her A/C had stopped working. She'd put a work order in for her landlord to fix it, but knowing him, it’d be fixed in time for Christmas.

Gregory was sprawled on the floor. Crayons and coloring book forgotten, because of the heat. “It’s soooo hot!” He whined, and Vanessa felt guilty. She’d heard that little kids were more susceptible to the heat.

“Sorry, kiddo. It’s a heatwave. Hopefully it won’t last forever. I can text Luis and see if he’ll let us crash at his place.” Vanessa stared at her phone. Luis was working a double shift today, and she would really hate to bother him. But staying in this heat was dangerous…

A thought popped into her head. “Hey, Greg?”

“Hm?”

“Do you wanna go to the pool?” She couldn’t remember the last time she went swimming. A year ago? Two?

Gregory didn’t respond, and for a minute Vanessa thought he’d gone to sleep. “Greg?” She nudged him with her foot. “Still awake?”

He sat up. “I can’t go.” Gregory pouted.

“Why not? Is there a height requirement that I’m unaware of?” Vanessa said it jokingly, but she wondered if there was some universal rule about bringing preschoolers to the pool. She was still relatively new to this mom-ing thing. She wished Maria left a book of instructions before she moved on. Maybe she could call-

Gregory burst into tears, startling her back into the present. “I can’t swim!” He wailed.

Vanessa processed his words. “That’s okay,” She murmured.

He sniffled, wiping his eyes. “But I…I can’t go to the pool. And-and it’s sooo hot!”

She slid off the couch, sitting on her knees in front of Gregory. She patted him on the head. “Then, I’ll just have to teach you.”

“Teach me?”

“Yep, being able to swim is an important life skill.”

“So, I can go to the pool?”

Vanessa chuckled, messing up his hair. He made a face at the gesture, reaching up to grab at her hand. “Of course, I wouldn’t be a very good mom if I didn’t. Now, would I?”

Gregory pursed his lips together, eyes getting an oddly serious look in them. He seemed to think it over for a few seconds, shaking his head in agreement.

“Good,” Vanessa said, getting to her feet. She holds a hand out for Gregory. “Now, let’s get changed, and get to the pool before we melt.”

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The pool was surprisingly empty, but that might have something to do with the fact that a newer pool just opened a block away. The lifeguard waved at them - probably excited to have something to do. Gregory waved excitedly back.

Vanessa put their stuff on one of the many available lawn chairs. She sat down, motioning Gregory over to her. “Sunscreen,” she said. He scrunched his nose, but skipped over nonetheless.

It’s a good thing that she bought Gregory a swimsuit a few weeks back. The Pizzaplex had a sale, and the pair of Freddy swim trunks with a matching swim t-shirt they had was too cute to pass up. The smile the outfit earned from Gregory was well worth the temporary blow to her wallet.

Her own swimsuit was a one piece she’d had for several years. Actually, Vanessa might have “stolen” this swimsuit from her mother’s closet as one final act of revenge. Oh, well.

She guided Gregory to the shallow end of the pool. “Now, it’s going to be a little cold. But it shouldn’t last.” Eager to cool down, Vanessa practically skipped the steps into the pool and hops right in.

Gregory eyed the water with a nervous expression. He stood on the top step, kicking at the water.

“It’s okay,” Vanessa said, wading through the water and reaching her hands out. “You can reach this part. No swimming required yet.”

Gregory seemed to consider her words, taking another step into the pool. And another and another, until he was on the final step. The water reaches his naval, and he muttered something about it being too cold.

“Good job!” Vanessa complimented, taking his hands. “First part done.”

“What’s next?” He asks.

Vanessa moved back a little. “Keep walking forward until you can’t anymore.” She made sure to have her arms outstretched just in case she had to save him from going under.

Gregory looked less than pleased with that answer, staring at the water like it offended him. “Okay,” he whispered. He walked forward, arms reaching towards Vanessa’s.

He stopped suddenly. The water now reached his collarbones. They’d barely moved five inches from the steps. Vanessa smiles encouragingly at him. “Would you like to try floating?”

“Floating?” He asked.

“Mhm, floating is when you lie on your back.”

A crease formed between his eyebrows. “No swimming?”

“No swimming,” Vanessa confirmed.

“O-kay.”

She helped him onto his back. Gregory startled a little, cool water tickling his ears. “It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m right here.”

He calmed down, trusting her to keep him afloat. She placed her hands under his back, supporting him. Slowly (very, very slowly) Vanessa removed them. Gregory remained floating. “You’re floating all by yourself, Greg.”

His eyes shot open. “Huh!? Really!?” He shouted, ears still submerged under water. She nodded.

Gregory smiles widely. “I’m doing it! I’m doing it!

Vanessa allowed him to bask in his newfound ability. Sometimes she wished she could find joy in the mundane. That childish glee that followed a brand new discovery. A few inches away, Gregory giggled, lightly smacking the surface of the water. But this, Vanessa thought to herself, is just as good. Better even.

Eventually, Gregory grew tired of floating. He grabbed at her, trying to reorient himself. Vanessa kept a firm grip on him, as they’d drifted closer to the deep end of the pool. “Ready for step two?” She asks.

He tilted his head. “Step two? That…that wasn’t it?”

“Nope.”

Gregory clung to her like a baby Koala, or perhaps a boa constrictor (no matter how much she tried to distance herself, he just tightened his hold. Tiny limbs squeeze the life out of Vanessa). He shook his head frantically. “Nuh, uh!”

“Come on, please. You’ve already done part one.”

Gregory quirked an eyebrow, pulling away from Vanessa to eye her. “So?” For someone so sweet and innocent, it never ceased to amaze her how sassy he really was. Vanessa supposes she should be grateful that the little boy she found in an alley was finally showcasing his personality (and she is), but sometimes….

“Can you at least try? I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Gregory stared at her with watery eyes. “Mama ‘Nessa. I…I can’t.”

It takes everything in Vanessa not to call it a day, pack up their stuff, and let Gregory off the hook. But doing that means subjecting him to this some other day. “No,” she agreed. “But you will.”

She spent the next two hours teaching Gregory how to swim. It was a slow, agonizing process. One step forward, two steps back. It also didn’t help that he seemed unable to let go of Vanessa, clutching her wrist for support.

Twenty minutes into the second hour, Vanessa’s efforts were finally rewarded. She watched in amazement as Gregory doggy-paddled all the way to the stairs and back. It wasn't perfect, but that was okay. They could work on it another time.

He looked so proud of himself right then, standing on his tiptoes in the shallow end. “Didja see Mama ‘Nessa!? Didja see!?”

Vanessa gave him a thumbs up. “Great job, Greg!” She opened her arms, ready to scoop him into a hug. Only to be met with a faceful of water. She wiped at her eyes.

“Gotcha!” He shouted, giggling like crazy. It would be endearing if her eyes weren’t burning. In response, Vanessa splashed him back.

“Brat,” she teased him, dodging another one of his attacks.

Gregory stuck his tongue out.

They continued to splash each other, laughing and calling each other by endearing (but annoying) names.

Vanessa wished this moment could last forever. The thought that it wouldn’t, made her feel sad, but in a faraway kind of way. Like the hurt was someplace else. Somewhere far enough away that it couldn’t bother her in the present moment.

And that was okay with Vanessa. She was happy enough living for the here and now.

#cross posted on ao3 #gregory and vanessa #fnaf au #implied Vanessa x Luis #fnaf fanfic #queue

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3-star-fam · 3 months

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Info/Rules/Disclaimers and such

This is an ask/rp blog for the post 3-star ending fam from Security Breach.

Run by the same person who runs @themalhare however the lore of the blogs is entirely separate and any announcements on one only apply to the other if specifically stated.

This also means rules are essentially the same!

Keep it PG-13 or below (excluding use of the word fuck. That's fine to use). Nothing NSFW or stuff like that

Swearing and mild violence is fine.

FNaF lore is subjective at best, this blog will run on my own theories and headcanons. If this doesn’t match how you see FNaF lore, there’s no need to mention it.

No guarantee of when asks will be answered, since it's far easier to answer on computer than mobile and I'm usually only on my computer during weekdays, asks are unlikely to be answered on weekends.

Text from Vanessa will be red, text from Gregory will be blue, and of course Freddy is orange. If it's plain black, it's just me. Might have Cassie show up with green, but we'll see how it goes with just three first.

Be kind, use common sense.

Any other rules or announcements will be added to this post!

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf ask blog #ask blog #send asks #rp blog #3 star fam #security breach #fnaf sb #gregory and vanessa #fnaf vanessa #vanessa fnaf #gregory #freddy #gregory fnaf #glamrock freddy

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officermaddie23 · 1 year

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Vanessa: really Terrance right in front of him

Terrance Trevor: I don’t swear like that either. I’m not lying I uh

Gregory: shut up bitch

Terrance Trevor: *nervously sweating as Vanessa glares at him*

Vanessa: You just wait until Maddie hears about this

@mellowwolflady it seems like Vanessa is gonna snitch on Terrance

#vanessa fnaf #gregory and vanessa #Gregory Fnaf #fnaf security breach

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chloesimaginationthings · 30 days

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FNAF Vanny cooked too hard with M.X.E.S,,

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juniperarts · 24 days

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God forbid your parents love each other and show it 🤦

(Redraw of this adorable fanart)

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #glamrock bonnie #glamrock freddy #glamrock fronnie #fnaf gregory #fnaf vanessa #five nights at freddy's #security breach #freddy fazbear #bonnie the bunny #fnaf fanart #glamrock fronnie parent au #fnaf au #my art

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mellomadness · 9 months

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psycho furry Vanny dump 🐰

#art #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf security breach #fnaf gregory #fnaf vanny #fnaf vanessa #michael afton #Dad!Mike AU #fnaf sb #comic #this started out as a practice sketch months ago #just trying to get Vanny and Vanessa under my belt y’know #and then… whoopsies 🫣🫣#anyway more dad Mike :3 we love to see it

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fnafluffy · 5 months

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a lot of people have been asking how michael just walks around being purple and rotting in my au. the answer is he is like an urban legend to fazbear staff and they all try and take pictures of him like he is bigfoot and stay past closing to try and see if he is real.

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #michael afton #comics #fnaf sb #michael and gregory au #gregory and michael au #vanessa fnaf

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puhpandas · 8 months

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Gregory and Vanessa shenanigans

Gregory would play Bloxburg when Cassie wants him to but he wouldn’t roleplay or build houses he would do that thing where you get someone to give you perms to their house to give them food and when it gets dark he would break into their house and try to make it all night without getting caught

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mosspaceship · 3 months

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Excuse him, hes yapping

And hes going to eat your soul

#fnaf #fnaf sb #fanart #gregory fnaf #gregory fanart #fnaf vanessa fanart #vanessa fanart #gregory and vanessa #fnaf security breach #he speaks

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gregoryandjanine · 2 months

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Janine doing heart hands at Gregory! 🥰😭 ABBOTT ELEMENTARY (2021- ) Season 3 | Episode 6 "Willard R. Abbott"

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riahlynn101 · 2 years

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"Of Headaches and Heartaches" (2).

Written: 06/25/2022

Chapter Two:

Also, trigger warning: if you get queasy or have extreme emetophobia (fear of throwing up or getting sick), either skip to the second P.O.V (indicated by the -x-x-x-). It's fairly mild, but I'd still be more than happy to provide a TL:DR :D Remember, be kind to yourselves <3

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He’s light. Lighter than any young child or toddler should be. She tries not to think about all the potential diseases and or parasites he might be carrying but it’s hard.

Harder still when he wakes up, groggy and disoriented, and vomits over Vanessa’s shoulder. Most of it lands on her security jacket, which is a bummer because the facility tends to get chilly at night. She can always take her jacket off, but some of it….

…. some of it landed on the back of her uniform, soaking into her undershirt.

“Suh-ree!” Gregory hiccups, sobs wracking his body. “‘m so, so suh-ree!”

He suddenly feels way too warm in her hold. Vanessa books it to the nearest side door, hoping nobody questions why the toddler in her arms is apologizing so profusely.

She shushes him and offers meaningless words of comfort as she fiddles with her security badge.

The side door directly leads into a backroom of some sort. The room is decently sized for a storage room, the walls are gray, lacking in any decor. There’s folded up mats in the corner and a laundry basket full of (hopefully) clean blankets.

Now, inside, in an enclosed space, the stench is harder to ignore. She tries to breathe through her mouth instead of her nose. It doesn’t work very well.

The throbbing in her temples returns with a vengeance, reminding her of why she left in the first place.

“Hey, Greg,” she says, turning her head to look down at him. He’s resting his head on her shoulder, eyes half-lidded, and the area around his mouth is covered in spittle and throw-up. “I’m going to clean up, and then I’ll be back for you. ‘kay?”

He nods, head lulling off her shoulder, eyes already closed.

She pushes down the inkling of concern and lays him down against a cardboard box labeled “ Glitter Glue and Other Fun Art Supplies ” outlined in, ironically, glitter glue. Vanessa makes quick work of grabbing out a cot and a blanket, and then getting Gregory situated.

“I really am sorry,” she whispers to him, using her jacket sleeves to wipe at the crude around his mouth. Her pager rings ( and God, does she hate that thing with a burning passion! No one else has a pager, so why does she? ) So, she does the only logical thing when your employment’s at-will, and you’ve been missing for over an hour from an active shift, Vanessa ignores it ( she is just ignoring everything today, isn’t she? )

“I’ll be back,” Vanessa vows, though she doubts Gregory can hear her.

She stands and gives one last look at Gregory before realizing she has to go back outside, as the only other exit seems to be a platform towards the front of the room. “Just my luck,” she mutters, dragging her feet back to the door they came in. “Alright, I can do this.” Vanessa turns the doorknob, and with that, she’s back outside, facing the bitter cold.

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If you were to ask Sundrop what his favorite things are, he’d answer in a list:

His friends. The children he watches day-in and day-out are the only company he has in terms of human interaction (sometimes he gets jealous with how little attention they’re paid by everyone else).

Art supplies! Anyone that has ever attended daycare here can attest to that. Arts and Crafts is his favorite time of the day, and, if the kids are good and time permits, he can sneak in another craft towards the end of the day.

Moon-most of the time, though he does kind of get on his nerves. Sun isn’t a human, and he has never had a family, but he thinks Moon might be the closest thing to a brother an animatronic such as himself can have.

And last, but not least, the light. His A.I. chip is only active in the light. In the dark, when the daycare is closed and no one is around, he has to sleep. He hates sleeping. Hates, hates, hates it! The feeling of floating in nothingness is enough to drive him mad (so why does he make Moon endure it?)

The last point being the reason he tends to stay in the backroom of the daycare. It’s the only room where he can control the lights completely and avoid being watched by his friends through the cameras.

He crawls up there now, using the cable that Moon uses, already having said goodbye to the last of his friends for the day. The lights by the security desk have shut off and it’s only a matter of time before the entire daycare goes dark.

The backroom is dreary. It holds all the extra items the daycare could ever need. Boxes of books and art supplies and coloring pages. Crates full of plastic army men, dolls, and puppets. There’s a small pile of cots in a very far corner of the room, decorated in spider webs as the daycare now uses mats instead. If he squints, he can make out the faded name tags still on some of the rims. Right next to this is a small series of drawers, where they keep clothes for accident-prone kids, blankets, and plushies for his super anxious friends.

He sits down, already planning out what games he’s going to play with his friends tomorrow. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he can hear Moon trying to tell him something. But to be able to hear him clearly, he would be required to turn the lights off, which he’d never, ever do.

“Ow!” Sun yelps, a pain he’s only ever experienced in the beginning trials of his existence from a trigger-happy engineer, spikes through his entire being. An electric charge that leaves him tense and unfocused. “Moon,” he whines, wishing he could frown, “that hurt. You hurt me, no fair.”

“Look,” Moon whispers to him, which is a first. As far as Sun can tell, he’s still in control. So, why is Moon talking to him? “Look!” He says again, more urgently.

Sun stands, hands on his hips, he surveys the empty room. “What? I don’t see-”

There!

“Oh! A new friend!” He yells, taking the first step forward to go greet them.

“No!”

Sun is rooted to the spot, frozen. “Hey!”

Moon apologizes. “He’s sleeping. Good children sleep, so let him rest.”

Ah, that makes sense. Moony has always been big on rest.

“Okay, but I want to sit next to him.”

Moon sighs loudly, absolutely exhausted. “I don’t think that’s such a great idea, Sun. He might-”

“Lalala I can’t hear you. I can’t hear you!” He holds his hands over his ears. The shiny bells tied around his wrists, wrapped like Christmas presents, jingle with each movement.

“We share a body, idiot. You can’t block me out.”

“Yes I can~” Sun sing-songs, tilting his head from side to side.

“No, you can’t,” Moon shoots back.

“Can~”

“Can’t!”

“Can~”

“Can’t!”

“Can~”

“Mama? Hic …. mommy?”

Moon goes radio silent, and Sun allows his hands to drop to his lap. “New friend?” Sun leans closer, but still keeps a sort of distance from the child so as not to startle or overwhelm them. “Are you okay? Did your mommy leave you here?”

Brown eyes are set on him, Sun feels a sense of relief, and then….

…. his new friend is screaming.

#fnaf vanessa #fnaf gregory #fnaf fanfic #fnaf security breach #cross posted on ao3 #emetophobia #of headaches and heartaches #gregory and vanessa #long fic #fnaf fic #fnaf au #angst #hurt/comfort

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dork-a-doodle · 6 months

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