Kind of bouncing off of the last ask you posted/answered, do the other glamrocks have parts in sleuth jesters? Besides Freddy, of course. What about the springlock and fnaf 1-4 models?
(Mainly asking about the springlocks bc I've been doodling an oc as if they were in the au and want to be at least a little accurate with their backstory, even if its just for funsies lmao)
For the glamrocks, I keep changing my mind about what they're doing as I don't have roles/storylines for them to be included in yet, except for one. I do, however, have plans for the Funtime animatronics in a possible Sleuth Jesters continuation, but that's all I'm going to say on that matter.
I don't have any thoughts on other fnaf models aside from what I mentioned above, so have fun with your OC! ♥
I have a lot of thoughts about Glamrock Bonnie for Sleuth Jesters, and oh boy, I'm gonna ramble about them here. Tucking it below the cut because it's a bit long! Content Warning for Pregnancy and Death.
Bonnie and Freddy were tight-knit and escaped into freedom together when animatronic rights were legally recognized. Freddy was very interested in politics and Bonnie set his sights on the justice system and the law itself. He studied and looked for every loophole and wrote as many letters as he had to, and finally managed to thrust himself into law school despite a lot of people not liking an animatronic among their students, but boy did he do it anyways.
He got his law degree and returned to the city with a lot of justice on his mind, alongside Freddy who was working his way into public roles within the community. Bonnie started working as a criminal defense lawyer and representing animatronics while navigating the very fresh, legal rights of his kind. He was helping everyone and anyone he could along the way.
There's a small story of Bonnie intervening on Sun's and Moon's behalf when they're unfairly hauled into a police station and interrogated because of Eclipse's gangster antics (before they join the police academy), but I'll save that for another time. In essence, Bonnie has met the celestial brothers. Sun and Moon like him. Eclipse does not.
It's amid these cases where he's fighting an entire system to give animatronics fair trials in a court of law that he incidentally meets a woman. She entered his office under the assumption that he was a divorce lawyer and seeking advice on how to go about such matters.
Bonnie's surprised by several things in this encounter, least of all the mistake of his specialty. Here's a human (pretty lady) who holds no pre-determined grudge or animosity toward his automaton existence, and she's rather occupied with her own troubles but very kind. When he explains that she came to the wrong place, she bursts into tears and confesses that she has no idea what to do because her husband abandoned her and she discovered not three days ago that she's pregnant.
Bonnie isn't one to shy away from complicated matters and the woman has been very sweet, so he comforts her. Ruby, as she later tells him when she's dabbing at her eyes with tissues, explains a little more about the situation. The good news is, Bonnie's certain she can get her marriage annulled as it was very recent and the circumstances are very dreadful. He gives her an address and a person to talk to, and he wishes her the best. As he watches her leave, he realizes that he would very much like to see her again, and Bonnie tells Freddy just as much later.
Freddy is supportive but also warns Bonnie to be careful. There are still a lot of people who aren't 'comfortable' with animatronics and it might be tumultuous to start a relationship with a human, if Ruby is so inclined, but Bonnie has never let anything stop him before.
Ruby was impressed by him despite the teary first meeting (much to Bonnie's delight and quiet relief). Though she was once bitten, twice shy due to her previous and now annulled relationship, and growing concerned that a man, whether organic or machine, wouldn't want anything to do with her since she's with child, Bonnie puts her fears to rest and promises that he will take care of her and the baby for eternity if she'll let him.
They become attached to one another pretty quickly. Bonnie is thoroughly smitten with his darling Ruby and supports their growing family. There are some incidents of outrage towards their relationship, some of which scare Ruby, but Bonnie's fur feathers are never ruffled even while he handles the verbal and sometimes physical reactions. Freddy is always there to lend a helping hand, too, and make sure Bonnie's family stays safe.
When Ruby has a healthy baby girl, Bonnie couldn't be prouder.
All the while, Bonnie is aiming higher in his career and sets his sights on becoming district attorney. He's certainly succeeded in enough cases to be considered for selection. It takes a staggering amount of time, but finally, when Freddy is running for Mayor, Bonnie has hope, and after Freddy wins, Bonnie is selected for district attorney.
Now in a great position to bring about change, Bonnie sees the city rotting with corruption and violence, and he knows exactly what he's going to do. He's going to pull injustice out by the roots.
He sets his sights on Eclipse and his gang.
This, one day, might be a little fic that I hopefully get to, but in short, Bonnie is the only one who successfully puts the mafia boss on trial. Eclipse finds it all very amusing, the court proceedings and whatnot, but Bonnie is the prosecutor and he intends to get Eclipse behind bars, where he belongs.
The tough thing is that Eclipse has never played fairly. With the vigilante and the detectives as witnesses among the spectators, Eclipse slips through justice's fingers and escapes punishment in a gloat to the city's legal system and as a testament to his power.
It's not long after that that Bonnie mysteriously disappears, leaving behind a wife and child. Rumors have it that Eclipse was not happy about being tried and they pity the brave but foolhardy district attorney for trying.
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The Cat, The Sun, and The Moon
Fnaf fanfic
Sun/moon x female oc
Part 7
Warnings: strong language, sexual themes, brief mentions of medication/sickness/mucus, hand kink, vaginal fingering, Masturbation, brief mention of bugs
Summary: As Tabitha heals from her chest infection there’s a shift in her relationship with her two animatronic roommates…
Feedback appreciated, 18+. We finally at the smut chapter!
With the antibiotics, Tabby improved drastically over the next week. The boys doted on her around the clock, keeping her on a strict schedule of food and sleep. She noticed that they had started being much more handsy, petting her or simply touching an arm or leg whenever they could.
Besides touches, the boys started displaying little acts of courtship as well; mostly bringing tiny gifts or doing acts of service. Sun ramped up the pampering while Moon searched around for hidden treasures, while they both made artwork for her.
Tabby woke from a late nap by Moon crawling onto the bed. She rubbed her eyes, yawning.
Moon eagerly held out his hand to her, smile spanning his faceplate.
She blinked, looking into his palm curiously. Her body tensed: there was a large dead bug in his hand.
“Jesus!” She cursed, waking up fully.
Moon cocked his head, offering out the little prize like a proud cat.
“T-Thank you…for killing it.” Tabby managed, backpedaling to mask her initial shock.
He made expectant movements, smile faltering a bit.
She wilted, steeling herself before carefully picking up the insect, depositing it on the nightstand for later disposal.
Moon beamed, coming closer to cuddle her. He made a contented purring rasp from his voicebox, faceplate nuzzling into her side.
Success!
Tabitha never connected the dots, the animatronics keeping up the shenanigans all the while.
She didn’t know they were constantly replaying her words through their minds like a mantra echoing through their whole being.
Even when I’m not sick…I’ll love you.
I’ll love you.
I’ll love you…
By day ten she was well enough to return to work, the only lingering symptom hacking up mucus. Sun made comments about being a good house husband for her, his smile widening at her blush the statement brought.
“What if I get takeout and we watch a movie tonight?” Tabby offered, trying to change the subject, “To celebrate, you know?”
“Tired of soup?” Sun asked, amused.
“Well…” she wilted, adding quickly, “It’s not that it’s bad!”
Sun tilted his head, smiling mischievously, “Don’t check your thermos I packed then.”
“Is…Is it soup?” She asked worriedly.
When he looked away, smile widening, she feigned distress.
“Sun! Sun, is it soup?”
He started to crack, turning away as giggling bubbled from his speaker.
“Oh God, Sun!” Tabby hammed up, leaning against the counter as if she was starting to faint, “Please, don’t…please have mercy! Not more soup!”
“It’s soup.” He managed, voice eeking out before bursting into laughter.
“NOOOOOOOOOO!” Tabby cried, putting a hand over her face making him lose himself even more.
~
Over the time she spent at home, Tabby also hooked the boys up with a direct messaging app, it being much easier to use than email. She unwittingly opened herself up to them sending memes and pictures all hours of the day though.
Sun loved animal memes, especially ones with crying cats, while Moon normally sent obscure images with one word text.
Tabby checked her phone on her lunch, finding such things.
She took a selfie of herself with the thermos, sending it to Sun with the text: Soup time.
He sent a picture of a fat kitten back saying: full of soup.
She giggled.
Tabby: What food would you like with the movie?
Sun: Up to you! You’ll be eating it after all
Tabby: I was going to share, it’s a celebration
Sun: PIZZA
Tabby: Remember last time you ate melted cheese???
Sun: *crying cat*
Moon: No cheese.
Tabby: XD
Sun: *even more crying cat pictures*
After work Tabby decided to stop for Chinese takeout, heeding Moon’s earlier warning. She ordered extra, just in case the animatronics wanted to try any. After a period of caution the boys were in full swing of filling lost time with trying foods.
Her mind wandered as she waited, the wanderings not stopping even after entering the apartment.
While Sun greeted her and she placed the multiple small boxes on the counter, her thoughts pooled:
One downside to having a seven foot animatronic, that is constantly aware and active, stalking about the apartment is that there is never really a safe time to take care of more…personal needs. Especially after Tabby realized Moon was a damn near constant observer to her at night. For lack of better terms, she was pent up.
All of their little touches as of late pushing her closer to the edge. It had been a long time since she looked at a person and desired them in such a way. Of course she watched porn or read dirty stories, but she’d become almost jaded to real touch after past traumas.
But these were animatronics!
Just as human as anyone else she’d ever met, and much kinder than most men she crossed paths with.
And their hands…
Her mind roamed.
“Starlight?”
Tabby jumped, realizing Sun had been talking to her.
“Oh sorry…” she blinked, cheeks rosy as she asked, “What was that?”
He tilted his head, single optic narrowing as he gave a calculating eye over her. She avoided his gaze…curious.
“I was just telling you: I got a job!” He announced again, brightening.
“Oh!” Tabby smiled, but asked quickly, “What do you mean, though?”
“Well,” Sun’s rays spun excitedly, “I was asked to be Dakota’s and Donn’s new babysitter! I’ll be able to see them four days a week and it’s all during the day when you will be at work.”
“Sun, that’s so good!” Tabby smiled, happy for him, “That will be so good for you.”
“Yea!” He agreed, “Different apartment for a change of scenery. And she’s even going to pay me! I've never been paid for anything before.”
“That’s really good, Sun.” She reiterated, “Congratulations!”
“Thank you!” Sun’s rays spun again.
~
They sat closely on the couch, mimicking the pose taken previously when she was repairing their hands. Sun watched the movie, begging for little bites here and there.
Tabby, eating right out of the box to save on dishes, would lift the box up above her for him to steal some. His rays would spin happily every time.
As the food was finished and leftovers put away she relaxed back into him. Sun held her, cuddling becoming a normality since her bout of sickness.
He didn’t breathe, no rise and fall to his chest, no heartbeat when she lay her head back against him. She instead listened to the mechanisms inside, still little sounds of life that echoed from within.
The warmth that radiated from him made all those thoughts worm back into her mind…
Tabby felt a familiar ache, squeezing her legs together in an effort to push down whatever was threatening to bubble up. She tried to focus on the movie, playing with her shirt sleeve a bit nervously.
“Star…” Sun’s voice was a full octave lower than normal, the gravely notes sounding more like a purr as he drew out his words, “Your heart rate is so high.”
Tabby swallowed, face flushing a bit as she took a quick glance over the top of her head.
There was a gleam of knowing in his milky gaze. Sun tilted his head as she quickly looked back at the movie. “You’ve been distracted…” he perceived.
“Just fully getting over being sick.” She lied, hoping he didn’t pick up on it.
Problem was, she was a shit liar.
“No….” He drew out, curling a bit forward to look at her, “This is different.”
“Let me take care of you.” He whispered, a plea to the words. He wanted nothing more than to please her and be everything she needed, in every aspect of her life.
She felt her heartbeat in her throat, almost trembling.
“You do take care of me.” She attempted to stall, stomach making flips.
Sun’s face split into a gentle smile, “In every way.” His voice was suggestive, hand moving to her inner thigh.
Tabby’s face flushed, watching as his hand spanned across her thigh.
Damn his hands were big.
She gulped.
He felt her pulse quicken, detecting her temperature rising as his fingers rubbed small circles into her skin.
“Sunny, you don’t even have the parts.” She pointed out.
“I’m nothing if not creative.” He gave a languid smile, eyes hooded.
All the feelings she’d been trying to ignore bubbled over like a forgotten pot. Her core ached, every nerve crying out for him to continue.
“Okay.” She nodded, swallowing thick spit.
“Are you sure?” He asked again, just to be completely clear.
She nodded more fervently, “Y-Yes.”
The movie was quickly forgotten as his large hand slid higher, fingers softly tracing over her sex through her night shorts. She cursed herself internally, for not wearing panties, feeling moisture already pooling where he explored. The fabric quickly stuck to her skin, allowing him to feel every fold. When his fingers brushed over her rapidly engorging clit she made a little mewl.
She quickly swallowed the sound but it was too late; Sun’s head clicked to the side, calculating her every small detail. He repeated the action with more precision, drawing out another little sound.
The wet fabric was rapidly becoming too much to her over sensitive sex, the roughness scratchy.
Tabby swallowed down a sound of discomfort, Sun’s exploring paused.
“You okay, Starlight?” He asked worriedly.
“Y-Yea.” She managed, sucking in a breath, “Just give me a second.”
He nodded, pulling his hands away.
She let the thumping blood in her clit calm for a moment before leaning more heavily back into Sun to lift her hips off the couch. Tabby shucked off her night shorts, dropping them to the floor before snapping her legs closed against the cool air. Her eyes closed tightly, hearing his rays spin.
He waited for her to relax into him again, letting go of the tension in her legs. When he finally resumed his fondling it was more blundering with his inexperience. All the videos in the world couldn’t have prepared him for the real thing.
“Ummm.” Tabby bit her lip, taking his wrist to guide him to her clit and away from her urethra opening.
Sun leaned back more, taking her with him to allow better access. He pulled his hand away completely, enjoying her little whine.
“Show me.” His voice was gentle. Her blush deepened, realizing he wanted her to touch herself.
Her hand dipped down over her sex, nervous with an audience. Sun tilted his head, ever attentive, watching every little movement. Her middle and index finger began to make tight circles over her clit, a little moan leaving her lips.
Sun’s optics widened, hand placed over her thigh almost possessively. He urged her to open more, letting him see. She gulped, allowing him to spread her legs, a thrill of excitement going up her spine.
He made a sound akin to a purr, hand gliding to overshadow her own. His fingers mimicked the action, her hand falling to the wayside to allow him full access.
His free hand curled into the meat of her fat thigh, keeping her good and open as she tried to tighten a bit. Leaving her clit, to her dismay as her climax waned, he explored down.
“Not here?” He questioned, fingers rimming her cunt.
“I-“ she gulped, “I don’t usually put a-anything in there.” She admitted.
“Never?” He asked, curiosity peaked.
“Well not never.” She gave a nervous giggle, “I've fooled around before with an ex but…that,” she swallowed, “…wasn’t much and was a long time ago.”
“Ah.” He nodded, fingers still circling, “May I?”
His question took a moment to sink in, Tabby giving a little nod, face crimson.
“Let’s play a little game.” His voice was low and soothing, free hand on her other thigh, “If things are good you say ‘green light’ and I’ll keep going. If you need a moment but don’t necessarily want me to stop, you say ‘yellow light’, okay?”
Tabby nodded, feeling his thumb rub delicate circles into the meat of her thigh.
“And if you want me to stop, you say ‘red light’, and I stop. No questions asked.” He tilted his faceplate down to rest on her crown, “Understand the rules.”
She nodded, but when he didn’t react she realized he wanted verbal confirmation. She swallowed down thick spit, core aching, “I understand.”
“Good, good.” He purred, fingers resuming their soft explorations, dipping down.
He heard her breath hitch as he breached her opening, single fingertip. Her body was tight, the single intrusion causing little quivers to run down her thighs.
S: She’s so pretty…
M: Pretty little star.
“G-Green light.” She managed, hand coming up to hold onto his arm. The metal was warm to the touch.
Sun pressed in further, velvety walls of her pussy greeting him. She was so soft, every piece and part. He marveled at how a single finger could reduce her to such a mess already, simply dragging it back and forth causing her to hiccup and moan.
M: More.
S: Patience…we don’t want to scare her off.
Sun soothed his counterpart, hearing a growl for a response. Despite his calm demeanor on the surface he was truthfully using everything he had not to lose himself in his excitement. He needed to be careful, to be patient…
Tabby was rapidly coming to full understanding of just how large Sun’s hands were, the point punctuated with the tap of a second finger asking entrance.
“Green!” She mewled, hips lifting off the couch.
Sun gently slid in the next finger, pausing for her body to adjust.
It burned, walls fluttering around him. She made a little sound, core clenching.
“You’re doing so well.” Sun whispered.
When he started to move again, it was with purpose. He wanted her to fall apart, needed to see her wanton, all for him.
She obliged, the two fingers stretching her and sending waves of pleasure she wasn’t able to give herself.
He listened to every little sound, changing his methods to elicit the most powerful from her. Forever calculating and filing away what made her squirm.
Sun swept over a bundle of nerves deep inside her, making her cry out. Startled, Sun froze.
“Green!” Tabby sobbed, needy, “Green, green.”
He resumed with a vengeance, abusing that newly found place. Pleasure burned from her core, Tabby giving small thrusts up to meet his movements.
His palm brushed her clit and she was done for, thighs pressing together as she came.
Stars burst in her eyes, a sobbing cry leaving her lips. Sun worked her carefully through it, giving little whispers of praise.
Coming back, the movements suddenly became overwhelming. Tears pricked her eyes as she gulped in needed air, managing the word, “Red.”
Sun paused, carefully withdrawing his fingers from her heat. A string of moisture connected them, optics trained on it.
Tabby panted, little quakes of pleasure running down her legs with the aftershocks.
She lay back into him, boneless, as she tried to regain herself. Eyes closed and trembling. It had been a good long while since she had such an intense orgasm.
Sun watched her, feeling proud of himself. His attention shifted to his fingers, still drenched with her release. He brought them closer, separating the digits to marvel at the connecting threads. Ever the creature of curiosity, he very carefully took one finger, running it over his tongue.
“Gross.” Tabby commented from below.
Sun withdrew, caught red handed, rays clinking back and forth a bit.
“It was for science,” he informed.
“Uh-huh.” She didn’t sound convinced, cuddling into him more. Sun shifted so she could be more comfortable, overjoyed to hold her this closely.
Part of her knew they needed to talk about what just occurred, discuss the implications. But that part was far off, fogged in her pleasure-addled mind. Right now sleep tugged her deeper, the pleasant warmth of the animatronic soothing her.
Once she was asleep, Sun carefully reached up and behind himself, pulling the cord on the lamp.
The room was sent into darkness, the soft glow of the tv the only light. They shifted forms: Moon taking the stage.
He glanced down at the slumbering form before him, Tabby cuddled into his chest. Worry spiked through him, hands up as if his touch would provoke her.
S: Just rest….She won’t bite.
Moon slowly relaxed, hands tentatively coming to rest along her back and head. His faceplate tilted to the side as he gently caressed her cheek. Tabby murmured.
Moon gave out a little purr, heart melting. His music box clicked on, playing soft soothing notes.
“Ours.” He hummed, petting her lovingly.
S: Ours.
Sun agreed.
~
She woke in her bed, tucked in carefully and with a new pair of pajama pants. She felt more rested than she had in weeks, despite the young hour, core feeling both sore and tingly.
Everything from the night before came rushing back in, clenching her thigh together from the memory.
She swallowed…they needed to talk.
Tabby slid open the balcony door, breath coming out in puffs from the cold. She smiled, “You’re a real sunflower now.”
Without moving, Sun commented back, “You are up early.”
“I couldn’t sleep…” she murmured.
Sun’s faceplate tilted towards her now. He searched over her features, eyes calculating.
“Is it me?” He finally asked.
“Well,” she gave a nervous smile, “You are involved.”
He stood, gesturing for them to go back inside.
“Don’t you need to finish charging?” She asked.
“I can catch up later.” He shook his head, “This is more important.”
She followed him in, sitting on the couch as he closed the glass door. He sat beside her, looking worried. They awkwardly avoided eye contact for some moments, silent.
“I feel like we should talk about last night.” She finally blurted out.
Sun nodded, fingers beginning to twitch.
“I know we should, but I don’t know how to talk about shit like this.” She went on, “It’s weird and I don’t know what we are anymore or what’s normal or even ok.”
She started to ramble, stress levels rising.
“Hey, hey, hey.” Sun frowned, taking her hands to calm her. Tabby focused on the contact, taking in a breath.
“First…do you regret it?” Sun asked gently, adding, “We won’t be mad at you.”
She shook her head, not lifting her gaze.
“Okay, that’s something. Did…did you enjoy it?”
“Y-Yes.” She managed.
He tilted his faceplate closer, “Do you care about me?”
She nodded, eyes closed.
“And I care about you.” He softly pressed his forehead to hers, “Can that be enough for now?”
“But-,” she started, voice lilting.
“We want you to be happy…we want to take care of you.” Sun squeezed her hands, voice soft, “Things don’t need names…not yet.”
She sucked in a breath, nodding, “Just give me some time, please?”
“Of course!” Sun agreed, “All the time you need, all the time you need.” He squeezed her hands again, “We’ll be right here.”
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