This Is Actually How They Met Trust Me I Asked Them

THIS.

Not me being obsessed with the Barbie movie after watching it and imagining Ness and Mike taking Abby to the theater to watch it (i know its not time period accurate, just let me be) and on the drive back, Ness and Abby would definitely sing "I'm just Ken" on the top of their lungs, having a great time and Mike just wants to do a James Bond jump out of their driving vehicle.

Also, Ness would totally gush about how hot Ken is

They'd totally have to wear all pink too, and Mike would have to borrow sth from Ness since he literally only owns black or grey stuff.

Whenever I get a new obsession I just get back and project it onto these three again, thats my life now👍

Daddy issues, Mommy issues. He's got issues, doesn't he?

Part 1 of my new Arlo fic :)

She drops the fucking cards, all of-

"No- stop that, stop." He sighs leaning forward to rest his face in his hand before getting up with a huff.

"I'm jus' gone have a little bit of private time, jus' one moment.." he says with a faked, happy tone an smile. Not denting that it's faked anymore.

As Arlo walks away and behind the set of hit Tv30 kids show 'Magic FunHouse', all that is heard is a raw, loud "FUUUUUUUUUCK!" before loud footsteps grow quieter and quieter. The show left on and running.

-

"That fuckin' bitch, embarrassing me like that in front of- move!" He mutters to himself as he strips of his disguise 'Mr. Marble', who the fuck even thinks of that, I mean really. A fucking marble is what I could come up with? I'm such a fucking idiot.

"Oh, hey. So Arlo- what the hell!?" Sasha backs up with a sour expression as Arlo shoves by, throwing off his wig and hat as if it was offending him to the highest degree.

"I don’t want to hear it Sacha, fuck off"

And, okay, rude. Arlo's an asshole and all, but he 's never been this bitter towards her, not even when… she's supposed to be his friend.

"Arlo-??"

But he's gone and out of sight before there's any more protest to be had.

-

With stomping feet he rushes past Sasha, save for their fucked interaction, but right now he just want to. Just doesn’t. He can feel like shit about talking to Sasha like that later, right now he just wants to get home and away from all this fucking coulor. Which, great. It was the uber driver that he'd had on the fucking show, way to go numbnuts. Walking home again, aren't you smart.

*

"I don’t want to be heere, my feet huuurt" he whines, tugging on his moms pant leg as he looks up to her with a pout. He never really liked the park, always had to play by himself in the sand. Nobody else wanted to play astronauts with him.

"Who don't you go play with the others, sweetie? I'm sure they wont mind, hun." His mother, Darla, sweetly says. A not-so-there smile on her face.

"But momm-"

"Arlo. You're a big boy now, go play with the others. Daddy said your his big strong boy, okay? Show 'em that you are." She says with a softer tone, bending down to wipe the mud off of Arlo's cheek with the reassurance. But even at six, Arlo knew that wasn't true. Mommy and Daddy fight all the time, Ms.Bory said so too.

With a huff and a deeper pout, he stomps off into the sand. His little feet making a small thud as he marches over to the swing set hoping to find a friend. But nothing's ever been easy for little Arlo, has it. Looking up from his journey to the swings, he sees a little girl getting pushed off some sort of box. So /that's/ where the music was coming from. But before he can come to that full realisation, he sees five kids ganging up on that girl and throwing hackey sacks at her. Her singing was nice, and he didn't like that it was gone now.

Without a second thought, he stands up as tall as he can, and stomps on over to the bullies. Punching one square in the nose just like he seen Daddy do to make the man at the arcade to give Arlo his tickets back. That man was loud, but so is he.

Nodding to himself he moves onto the next one and does the same thing. Quickly moving to punch the other in the gut, uppercutting the next just like he seen that wrestler guy do, and head butting the last boy. Daddys big, strong boy. Didn’t even cry this time, even if he hurt his nose hurting the last boy.

"Thank you, my hero!"

Arlo turn his head to see the girl stepping down off her box with a smile and an arm held out politely.

He nods a little to himself at seeing her and does the same, because that's the right thing he's supposed to do, right?

"I'm Arlo, Arlo Dittman" he says looking down to her hand before quickly remembering 'its not polite to not look someone in the eyes, sweetie'.

"Sacha, Sacha Barbican" the girl says with a grateful smile, shaking Arlo's hand.

"ARLO-!" A voice yells from across the park, breaking the peace and staring at the two as she approaches.

"Arlo, it's time to go, honey" she says with a sweeter… fake, tone. A cracked smile to match with it it, too.

Later that day, Arlo had Sacha over for dinner. Mom heard all about how he was a big boy today and helped Sacha from trouble, but dear old Dad wasn't having it. Especially not when Sacha went as far as to compliment Moms cooking.

"Oh fuck you, /she/ microwaved it-"

He knows better than to act shocked, but he thought that- he thought that his time might be different…

"It's because you haven't fixed the goddamn oven! I am so sick of-"

"OH IM GONNA KILL YA BITCH-!"

Turning to quickly grab Sacha's hand, he knew it was time to go when Mom and Dad started to reach for each others neck over the table. Mom said he wasn’t supposed to know that part happened.

"I'm sorry my Mom an Dad had too much juice today and became expressive.." he says with a slightly sad, but sorry, tone.

"Thank you for rescuing me from my two bad situations today" Sacha says, sitting across from him on the sidewalk with a cool-aid, one of the cool blue ones. But he always preferred the red.

"You can count on me Sacha" he says with a new smile as he raises his red cool-aid in the air to cheers, to celebrate getting out of their situations together.

Chapter one - An opportunity

A continuation of my previous Bryce graduation post.

(uploading here before ao3 (@Arloooh), I suggest not looking at my other bryce graduation post if you don't want to be spoilt!!)

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You see, it all happened almost ten years ago to the day. It was like any normal summers day in school, bright uniforms and freah air, until unique monique and her stupid boyfriend exchanged vows (a fart machine) and became official. Boyfriend and girlfriend. And boy was it a sight to see, no longer was Bryce the main act, but these two losers who hugged like they were happy. /happy/. Something Bryce hasn't felt in years, not since she ripped her own heart out for Bobby only for the boy to empty his lunch all over it. She stormed away that day, stabbing Bobby's dad and stomping on what was left of her now broken heart, in two with glitter spilling out like some stupid analogy she'll get later in life. 

But that was then, and now is now. And today's graduation day. 

God has she had waited years for this. Having her heart ripped out only to have a shittier one put back in by "Dr" Paul from down the street, the /mortician/. But looking across the crowd that was once her playing game, pawns to put into place, she can't help the inkling of pride she feels knowing she won't be just like her mom. That she isn't just anothet high school dropout who swindels cash for a living. She's a top grade student who may have finessed a thing or two to get here, but she's finally here and that's all that matters. Not caring for the people that are around her. Sure, Cindy's a nice girl, pretty hair and straight teeth, but she's just a freind. She's no Bobby. 

Fuck. Bobby. 

It's been almost ten years, and even without her own heart to feel, she still can't get over what she did. What she's done. To the boy who, for a short ammount of time, she truly loved. But she's not sure she can call it that anymore, not sure she deserves to yearn for him after doing something like that. No matter the sleepless nights she's had week after week, or the notebooks full of apologies and dreams she could have lived out with him. With bobby. With... her Bobby.

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Putting on a practiced smile, she shakes her head and follows the crooked line of soon to be previous classmates. Not bothering to look out for dear ol ma'. She's probably off swindeling princaple Higgans for cash anyways, she can’t keep her eyes off a cash cow when she sees an opportunity like that appear dressed in tight suits. 

There's filtered out chatter and banter around her as she walks in line, the speakers going off shutting down her day dream real quick. "Five minutes till showtime everyone! I hope you've got your disposables ready! And no /flash/, thank you." God. As if that entitled old dustbag has even seen a camera, you can't turn off the flash, prick. Not even that fancy camera mom stole could turn off that damn flash. Whatever, I'm almost up anyways.

Just a couple more people and here I am, shit, that really is alot of people. 

Looking over the crowd of graduates and parents alike, Bryce smiles. Truly smiles. Shes proud of what shes done, dredging her way through school after falling off her high horse all those years ago, but still remaning the powerful women she is now. Scanning the crowd, she looks for her mom, for the sliver of hope that she'll find her looking up and smiling back at her, smiling back with pride. But as she looks across the vast crowd, she spots a fermilliar smile by the bleachers and oh my god- 

Who knew seeing him would cause this rickety old heart to finally fail, ten years did me good huh..

STEDDIES GIGGLES IN THE BEHIND THE SCENES, GUYS I CANT'- ITS TOO FUCKING. AHHHHHHH 🫵😭

I JUST FINISH READI G THDI AND.... OHMYOGD???? OHMY GOD. OHMYGOD??? THSUS???? INCREDIBLE. CANON. NOMANEE FOR THE WORD YES. ITS SO GOOD??? OH MY GOD.😭😭😭

Summary: Mike found a dog and he tries to find his owners. Then in gratitude, the owner offers him a free meal.

I wanted to post something securitywaiter related a while ago.. and here it is idk

They are kids after all 😆

This takes place in an au I've drawn where fnaf 1 Bonnie brings Freddy and Chica to the Mega Pizzaplex and they meet their Glamrock counterparts:

Part 1

Oh my god ABSOLUTELY. It just, is, one of THE fics. It's like how we all collectively decided that Ness calls Mike sugar after one person mentioned it, it's got to be canon at this point.

It's just so fucking good 😭

2 qnd q half hours qgo I started reading "Five Nights At Sparky's"... OH YM RUCKING GOD?? OH MT GKD? OH MT GOD. I UAVE NOT SAT ATILL THE ENTIRE TIME. I HAVE BEEN GIGGLING AND ACREAMING LIKE A KID, ITS SOFUXKUNG GKKD??? I CANNOT DUDE, OH M6 GOS. THSI IS MY PEAK, THIS IS MY LIFE. I FU KUNG LOVE SECURITYWAITER OH MY GOD, I SERIOUSLY CANNOT 2XPLAIN HOW EXCITED AND HAPPY I AM OVER THIS FIC AMD IM SO HAPPY I HAVENT READ IT ALL YET, I CANNOT BARE IT TO EVER BE OVER😭(EVEN though I've seen posts from the author adding TO IT!!!!)

I have no shame

Crossing the International Matpat Canon Line to offer up a Escape the Night Crack Fic idea. The server in Joey's diner is Ness from the FNAF movie.

Like imagine, Joey looks up all excited, expecting this:

Competent, traumatized love of his life SAE Agent Matpat

And instead its this guy:

Gay, AuADHD, always a service worker!Ness. He's just a sweet, hyperactive guy, trying to take Joey's order.

Joey: OMG Matt, there's an eyeball in my milkshake! Ness: Oh no! You're so right, eyeballs are totally out of season! I don't know what the kitchen was thinking! I'm so sorry, can I get you a side of Hand instead? A plate of fingies for the table?

The man doesn't even question a stranger calling him Matt, so long as he tips.

He takes human souls as a legal tender btw.

"You Broke The News!" Is out, during the escape route we get to bunker.. with a new group..

Now I see Donna, that's 100% her, BUT WHERE IS SAM?? YOURE TELLING ME MY BOY IS DEAD??? WHERE IS HE????

AHHHHHY THEMB😭‼

ren fest