Bad Language Imminent

AAAAH IT’S POSTED

NOW TO GET ALL OF TWO NOTES AND REGRET WRITING CAUSE MY CONFIDENCE IS LITERAL SHIT.

The First Night

Holy hell, what’s this? I’ve actually started to write again, what in the fresh hell just happened. Well, falling the fuck in love with a ridiculous ship did it, and wanting to just write silly crap cause I’m a mush baby. So yeah, I’m gonna be writing just random shit on and off now of just mushy garbage and silly people cause WHY THE HELL NOT.

It’s not like it’s with a horrible choice of game, I mean FNaF is totally a game of happiness and rainbows right. Everything is just so FRIENDLY RIGHT.

No idea how rusty my writing is for this stuff is. Haven’t really written anything in ages. I also have no idea how you write pirate accents, lord help me what do I CHANGE. Also, good LORD DIALOGUE YOU’RE KILLING ME.

Inspired by pachipachisakana’s art, 9tfs83’s really good fic on the ship and just various artists that made me fall in love with the humanized AU hnnn.

I didn’t really write anything about appearances in, since I honestly don’t have any personal ideas on how any of them look outside of stuff other people made. So just imagine what ya think they’d look like, or an interpretation you really like; that’s what I did anyway.

The AU is pretty similar to what 9tfs83 thought up, as it’s one where they’re humanized/androids but there still capable of merging into the suits. Cause I just liked the idea, it kept the original idea of the game while still having its own unique spin on it.

Series: Five Nights at Freddy’s
AU: Humanized
Ship: Foxy/Mike
Chapter: 1

Word Count: 11,143, turned out a lot longer than expected
Warning(s): Nothing really, other than some casually ableist language. Not even very mushy since it’s just starting out.
Summary: Mike Schmidt is just a guy who thought he’d take a shit job up until he found a decent one. What he didn’t expect is that the job ended up being hell on Earth, and his life now becoming a struggle to keep alive. However, things start to seem a little bit less terrifying when he encounters an unexpected friend.

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Okay, now just trying to get the confidence to actually post this thing now. And to tell some people how they inspired me cause I’m a big ass baby like that.

Starting to have that second hand embarrassment thing going just cause it’s a fan fic. So used to writing original stuff, got my wires all fried up.

it’s FINISHED.

FINALLY FINISHED FUCKING HOLY HELL.

11K WORDS, AND HERE I WAS WORRIED IT WAS GONNA BE TOO SHORT, JESUS.

Hopefully the next parts won’t be quite as long, mostly took so long cause it was getting everything introduced.

Not gonna post it quite yet though. Gonna wait until it’s later in the day, plus I need to read it through just to make sure there’s no bad errors.

BUT SO PROUD OF MYSELF EEEEE. I WROTE SOMETHING AGAIN, I ACTUALLY WROTE SOMETHING

firefox just crashed, making me lose a bit of progress in my story

oh that’s fucking wonderful

Just spent an hour writing a part that I realize now really just feels like tact on pointless shit. Oh boy those are always fun.

Getting so close to completing though, hopefully I’ll either be done tonight or early tomorrow.

owning-my-truth:

More than 4,000 Africans have died from Ebola and the crisis is continuing to escalate, grow and spiral out of control, displacing tens of thousands, killing entire families and instilling fear into the day to day lives of millions of people in West Africa and all white people care about is their fucking chocolate. Fuck Bill Tomson (@BillTomson4 on Twitter), white liberals and Politico (@Politico on Twitter) for this disgusting, racist trash.

totallyamelia:

imightgetcynical:

totallyamelia:

Yeaaaahhh…

Marriage equality is cool and all, but uh…

Trickle down equality, yo!

totallyamelia:

imightgetcynical:

totallyamelia:

Yeaaaahhh…

Marriage equality is cool and all, but uh…

Trickle down equality, yo!

pyrrhiccomedy:

moniquill:

accioharo:

blackandyellowdoodles:

justacynicalirishman:

babyshibe:

doctorgaylove:

thecoppercow:

That Mysterious “S” Thing We Used to Draw (by the1janitor)

We used to draw this as kids and it’s always confused me. It still really bothers me tbh.

This is really creepy tbh.

yeah we used to draw these! around 2002. at the time i was told it was like the slipknot logo but now i know it’s totally not. but we did used to get in trouble for drawing them.

we never got in trouble with them. I had them all over my school planner lol. 

(We did call them ‘super S’) 

There’s this awesome book I read called ‘The People in the Playground’ which concerns the observations of an anthropologist on children’s folklore: the stuff that kids independently teach one another in school yards and playgrounds that has no real connection to adult lore and media. This is a great example of it, as are hand clapping and jump rope verses.


If you can finish the lines “Miss Mary Mack Mack Mack all dressed in black black black…” or ‘Hinky Pinky Ponky, Daddy had a donkey…”or “Miss Suzy had a steamboat…” or “Engine Engine number nine…”

stop and think about where you learned them.


It probably wasn’t from an adult or out of a book or in any formal way. It was from another kid; someone a grade ahead of you or someone’s older sibling or something. Who learned it the same way.

This is CHILD lore. Sometimes a fad will come and go in a single age cohort, sometimes it’ll last for generations. It’s kind of awesome.

The idea of child lore and a distinct child culture is really interesting, especially when you consider that children have a few traditions that go back hundreds of years.

For example: did you ever play “Quaker’s meeting?” Quaker’s meeting has begun, no more laughter, no more fun…that dates back two centuries

And of course there’s “Ring around the rosie,” which goes all the way back to the time of the black plague.

Children pass these things down among themselves as part of a legacy they lack the context to fully understand; but you could say the same thing about most adult traditions. That unbroken chain of shared knowledge connects their play to the play of children from hundreds of years ago, without any adult input or encouragement.

That’s cool.

groans in pain, writing dialogue is haaaaaard

nearly 5 am and i think i’m finally past that part that had me blocked for so long

holy hell dialogue is hard. like i can come up with all sorts of dialogue off my head, but getting it to words is just. nope, nothing is fuckin working

Sabaton - Night Witches
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Night Witches | Sabaton | Heroes [Lyrics]

A tribute to the all female Soviet 588th Night Bomber Regiment,
"Night Witches"
loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

ghostruto:

calloutstuck:

mCAT: So this happened.

Woohoo, trivialization of autism and general ableist fuckery! Dear god, if “on the spectrum” becomes the new “special” I’m going to blow a fucking fuse. (also, “I’m autistic and I’m not offended!” people, go here. Also here.)

And this should be the definitive proof of Hussie doing something that he knows will upset and hurt people and not giving a single flying fuck about it.

im fucking sick of you peope ignoring this fucking dont

I am absolutely stuck on one part of this damn story and I have no idea how to get past it.

I’ve spent hours just writing and erasing stuff cause I don’t like how I handled it or think I could do better. But I am just STUCK.

I KNOW WHAT I WANT TO WRITE BUT MY BRAIN WON’T THINK UP THE WAY TO WRITE IT BLEH

HATE WRITER’S BLOCK