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theres-a-body-here · 8 months

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Scumtober- Day 12 (Rimming)

Glamrock Freddy x Male!reader

Despite how loving and kind your animatronic boyfriend was, he didn't really know what to do with you.

Out of all the band members, Freddy's Fazer Blast attraction was the one most suited for children. So it wasn't hard to see why Freddy has no idea what couples do. He's never really seen couples.

Chica, Roxanne, and Monty occasionally get couples in their respective attractions, so they have a better idea of human relationships. Even Sun and Moon know a lot since parents come and go in pairs as they drop their kids off.

It was Roxanne who told you what Freddy was up to a while ago. He was asking around for advice on "couple" activities. Since then, you've kept an eye out to see if you can figure out where each idea came from.

When Freddy took you to go bake in the Pizzaplex kitchen, you knew that was Chica's suggestion. When you were gifted beauty products, You knew that was Roxanne. When Freddy insisted you, him, and Gregory go bowling on the fourth floor together as a "family", you knew that was Sun and Moon.

But this.....

You let out a low groan as you gripped the couch material below your hands

You knew this was Monty's bright idea

You tried to not make too much sound as Freddy explored your hole with his tongue. You still weren't completely sure if his dressing room was fully soundproof. You close your eyes and bite your finger as you feel another moan bubble out of you.

Noticing your struggle, Freddy paused for a moment, lifting his head to look at you. "Is this okay?" he asked softly, concern etched across his features. "We don't have to do this if you're not comfortable with it..."

You shook your head vigorously. "No, no, it's fine," you managed to croak out between gasps. "It's just... different. I didn't expect it to feel so good."

Freddy nodded and leaned in once again, pushing his tongue deeper into your ass. Feeling the warmth radiating from Freddy's tongue, you couldn't help but let the moans slip out. At first, it was purely involuntary, but soon enough, you found yourself encouraging him with little gasps and murmurs of approval.

"Mmm," you groaned softly, arching your back instinctively as he probed deeper into your tight opening. "That feels good..."

Glancing over at you, Freddy gave you a small, shy smile. "Really?" he asked, his voice quavering slightly with excitement. "I've never done this before, so I hope I'm getting it right..."

"Trust me, Freddy," you assured him while chuckling softly, "you're doing great."

Encouraged by your praise, Freddy redoubled his efforts, moving his tongue in complex patterns designed to stimulate every nerve ending in your rear end. He leaned closer, pressing hot open-mouth kisses to the soft flesh surrounding your anus. His hands held tightly onto your hips, pulling you closer to his mouth as he buried his face in your ass.

But then Freddy pulled away, making you whimper at the loss of heat as the cold of the room seeped into your wet hole.

"What's wrong?" you asked, sitting up on your elbows to peer at him over your shoulder worriedly. His cheeks flushed a bright shade of crimson, and he looked away awkwardly.

"Nothing's wrong," he muttered sheepishly. "I just... I want to see your face while I do this. Is that alright with you?"

"...."

"WHY IS HE SO FUCKING CUTE? FUCK, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH." Your mind raced with thoughts of proposing to him on the spot. You wanted to be with this adorable bear forever. You calm down as you clear your throat and play it cool.

Finally, you nodded slowly. "Alright," you agreed, swallowing hard. You roll onto your back and Freddy pulls you closer by the hips so he can get right back to it. He pressed his lips firmly against your quivering hole, slipping his tongue inside once more. The sight of him gazing up at you with such intense focus was enough to send shivers down your spine.

"D-Don't stare at me like that," You meekly say as your head turns to avoid his gaze. His glowing eyes were intense. You felt shy under his stare as he lapped at your asshole.

"I don't mean anything bad by it," he assured you earnestly. "I love seeing the expressions on your face when I do this to you. It makes me feel... special."

A blush crept across your face as he confessed this. You lock eyes with him as your hand slowly reaches down to his. At first, Freddy was confused, but once he realized what you wanted, his heart leaped into his throat....metaphorically. Feeling a surge of emotion, Freddy intertwined his fingers with yours, holding on tightly as he continued to feast on your ass.

You gently rub the back of his hand with your thumb as you squeeze it slightly. "I love you".

Freddy froze for a moment as he looked into your eyes. He saw nothing but honesty and truth reflected back at him.

Swallowing hard, he pulled away from your ass, revealing the string of body-safe gear lubricant connecting the two of you. "I love you too," he whispered back, his voice barely audible above the sounds of his internal fan cooling his heated body.

You have to remember to thank Monty later.

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bomber-grl · 7 months

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Mike Schmidt relationship headcannons !

Pairing(s): Mike Schmidt x Gn!Reader

Note! Has some plot | This is my relationship headcannons for movie Mike, stating this because I just might make video game Michael Afton headcannons aswell in the near future

Very closed off and not looking for a relationship

He had hired you to take care of Abby when he was away and that’s how you two began getting closer.

Not the best conversation starter, however when you gave him the opportunity to speak about the dream theory he starts going on about it.

Then he apologizes and begins feeling a bit unsure and awkward.

It never really advanced from there and he’d almost constantly apologize and reassure that he’d pay you soon, but you never really cared for it.

Really peaked his interest when he realized that Abby had really grown to like you and began inviting you to do things with the both of them.

You, of course accepted and eventually Mike had started developing feelings for you.

Just as you did for him.

He didnt act on them at first.

Primarily Because he doesn’t see himself in a relationship, especially not with someone like you with him.

You were amazing, and he was a sad grown man who had to care for his little sister, and not even in a way he saw proper.

So of course he shuts it down, telling himself it’d be better off that way.

However, some way, somehow you got involved with Freddy’s pizzeria and you not only managed to save him but also Abby.

Then from there it just went uphill.

He got a better job, better pay, and is able to connect with Abby easier.

Not only that but the custody battle has been leaning in his favor.

He had no one to thank but you.

You’d take Abby to school, occasionally cook for them, and you were always reliable.

One fateful evening you and Mike were just hanging out in the living room.

Talking and just watching whatever was on TV.

Then he brought up your relationship, and stated that he’d really like to start one with you, a romantic one, that is.

You of course, said yes, and he was relieved and happy at your reaction.

But then Abby came to mind, what would she think?

You asked him this almost immediately.

But he reassured and said that the final push was actually when Abby hinted/teased her older brother about your potential relationship, then ran off.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and an awkward atmosphere hung in the air but then Mike went to hold you hand and it made it semi better.

The next morning you almost immediately told Abby and she was so happy.

Which really relieved the both of you.

Things had changed, albeit subtly.

And although Mike wasn’t the most physically affectionate, probably due to him being pretty much touched starved and traumatized.

He tried his best to convey his affection towards you with teasing and joking around.

You’d often just enjoy the others company and bond mostly with Abby around.

If you were to ever do something even a little bit flirty around her she’d immediately be grossed out.

Which was funny, and was mentally noted to ever do again in her presence, even if it was just a kid friendly comment.

Your guy’s first kiss was pretty intimate

I mean Mike had never seemed much interested in kissing or doing anything further down the road.

However, after a particularly draining day, and horrible weather outside, Mike had offered you to stay for the night.

Abby was so excited and the three of you played with her just a little bit over her curfew then sent her off to bed.

When you were finally able to be alone, Mike, very awkwardly and a bit bashful, offered for you to sleep in his bed.

You, like the amazing person you were, rejected and said that it was fine and that he should just sleep there.

Not completely understanding that Mike didn’t mean separate, but together.

Once he bashfully explains that all you can do is mutter out an “oh” and go along with it.

Pretty awkward as you both just lay down as stiff as rods in silence.

Then you guys begin talking.

And it’s just you two talking about whatever at like 2 a.m, trying your best to keep it down.

If you decide to be bold and make a move by asking if you could cuddle with him, then he’d hesitantly agree.

Again, not because he hates you, but because he’s an awkward guy.

So once you’re settled in each others arms you start talking about each others traumas and mostly hidden things.

It’s the sleep deprivation getting to you guys.

Well once you’re both finished venting and just being vulnerable you decide to make a move and lean forward, giving him plenty of time to move if it’s not wanted.

But he didn’t, and the clash of your lips followed soon after and how drawed out it was won’t be mentioned by either of you either.

Things not only start changing and he’s side hugging you more (publicly)

Although not really into pda

And be more affectionate (as he can)

I’m sure at one point you get so comfortable with one another that although awkward moments occur, most of them spent together is just you saying cringe stuff and making him regret ever making it out alive of Freddy’s.

From then on, not only do you tease and get a worthwhile reaction but he’s always hugging and giving you cheek kisses in private.

He’s also grown fond of cuddling, just because of how close he gets to be to you.

If you were to ever tell him he’s hot.

He’d get really taken back but then laughs it off and says whatever.

(Saying this because I know those fans of him exist 😭)

Honestly it’s kind of hard for you to tell when he’s being sarcastic or not😔

He’s always making snarky and joking remarks and hard to tell when he’s just being his sassy self.

Honestly home dude is just trying his best and his relationship with you really lightened up his life even more.

Note! Should I make a pt 2 with Mike as your husband?

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seveett · 7 months

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ONE MORE .

seveett .

Starring…??;; (ftm) Micheal Schmidt x AMAB reader

Genre...??;; Smut, hardcore sex 👍🏽 (short, sorry..)

Warnings…??;; AFAB terms used (cunt, clit, pussy.), (Semi?) Public sex, Cowgirl pos, Overstimulation, Breeding kink, Marking, Multiple orgasms, Belly bulge .

(fem aligned DNI.)

The chair let out a high pitched squeaking sound, shaking a bit with the aggressiveness of Mike bouncing on your cock. Moans and whimpers fall from his mouth, face buried into your shoulder.

His body ached but the feeling of your nails digging his hips encouraged him to keep moving, chants of your name rolled off his tongue, soaked cunt clenching around your length.

Slick coated Micheal’s thighs from previous orgasms, his insides already filled with your cum from previous rounds, a bulge forming in his stomach.

“ One more , Please . ” is what he would always say although it was never just ‘One more’, he always wanted more, he could never get enough of your fat cock dragging along his warm walls.

the loud sound of skin smacking against skin filled the room, thought you were too caught up in the fact that your bodies molded together, as if you were meant to stay like that forever.

Mike’s pace started to get sloppy, only lifting himself up a little then immediately slamming back down onto your length; pussy pulsing around you.

Your fingers found its way to his puffy clit, rubbing circles, a loud guttural moan coming from Mike.

The next thing you new Micheal was convulsing and gushing, his bouncing coming a temporary stop, a groan being pulled from you as he continued to suck you in.

He inhaled sharply before going back to ride you, his bounce harsher this time, determined to make you cum.

it only took a few more of these movements until your seed spilling inside his cunt, a white ring forming where you two are connected, cum oozing out.

You both stayed there for a moment, breathing heavily into each others necks before he lifted himself up again, starting off at a slow pace before getting quicker.

“ One more , Please just one more . ” Mike begged, and how could you ever say no to him?

even though you both knew this wasn't the last round, you still agreed.

᪤; works belong to seveett, do not translate, copy or repost anywhere.

dt:: @shaesbby

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grave-z-boy · 7 months

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If they didn’t want me to want to fuck William Afton they should not have cast Mathew lillard

#mathew lillard #william afton #male reader #male!reader #x male reader #is he a murder and a god awful father? yes. will I try to get that man pregnant regardless? also yes #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #five nights at Freddy’s movie #fnaf movie

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nouearth · 8 months

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adrian chase x male reader. cw: explicit smut, public exhibition, restaurant blowjob (r!giving), gagging, overstimultation, milking, perverted!adrian, bigdick!adrian. a/n: just a small little drabble/headcanon because i was bored and wanted to write something for vigilante! i miss him sm. ugh. we need more stories with him.

perverted!adrian who couldn't take his hands off of you. he loved squeezing your ass whenever you were walking beside him during a grocery run. squeezing your hips when he'd hug you from behind as you were browsing through the clothing rack. stroking your thigh after he insisted on being seated next to you for dinner. rubbing your cock in the movie theater.

you always stopped him before he went any further.

maybe it was your flustered reaction that had him addicted to the idea of being caught in public. or the way you'd cross your legs to hide your erection when he palmed too close to your crotch during lunch one time.

or the way you were too upset at him to admit that you were, in fact, just as needy as he was, because you were touching yourself during the car ride home. subtly, but adrian was always observant.

he knew you liked that idea too.

perverted!adrian who managed to make you give into his touch one day. the back of the restaurant was safer than he'd like, but he couldn't complain too much when your mouth was wrapped deliciously around his thick cock, sucking him off through his zipper as you both sat in the booth.

"fuck, you're taking my cock so well, baby..." he whispered, the pleasure charitable enough that he folded his arms behind his head and allowed you to work him like a popsicle.

you did, you absolutely did despite the anxiousness that kept you alert at the sound of footsteps approaching.

you took every inch of his cock with the help of his palm. he pushed your head lower, then nestled his fingers into your hair when he wasn't satisfied enough, and pushed, and pushed, and kept you in between his legs, his cock fully stuffed down your tight throat, until the only sounds that left your mouth were desperate gargles that plead to let you go.

when your waiter neared, he hastily pulled you back up and covered himself with the linen napkin, throbbing painfully under the thin sheet. you seized the disturbance to catch your breath, cooling down your throat with cold water, and when the waiter left again, adrian's hand was back to the back of your head where he quickly guided you back to his meaty cock. your icy breath only made him shudder even more than before, sent tremors down to every bone in his body until they were expelled in low, guttural groans.

perverted!adrian whose cock was hard yet tender in your mouth and you loved rolling your tongue around his plump head. adrian would tell you to quit it because you and him both knew that was the part where he was the most sensitive. you never do, and somehow, adrian was content with that. he rolled his hips forward when you tongued into his slit, tasting the heaviness of his musk while you stroked the remaining girthy inches that weren't being violated by your mouth.

"fuck, fuck—i'm close." he whispered again, curling his toes into the soles of his shoes because you were back to throating his cock down with absolutely no shame, a sudden adrenaline rush that fueled your confidence and ignored alerting idea of being caught.

up and down, in and out, his thick cock slid out of your pretty mouth and throat like clockwork. your lips brushed over his veins, memorizing the pattern of the heavy throbs that surged through his erection. adrian stared straight ahead, eyeing the surrounding area closely for the waiter and any passersby, but his lids sank heavy once a sudden feeling began to settling in the pit of his stomach.

his nails scraped against your scalp, and you could only assume his heartbeat was accelerating past its own speed limit by the urgency of throbs his cock sank into your throat with.

"shit, shit—i'm coming—" adrian's jaw went slack when the feeling began to suddenly clamor for its release, but before he could, a familiar figure approaching relucrantly brought you back up with a yank.

perverted!adrian who pulled himself closer to the edge of his seat, hiding himself under the table as you breathlessly asked for boxes for the meal.

you can feel his body tense and burn for climax, his legs motioning side to side to rub at the leather seats against the back of his knee as adrian's cock throbbed out in the open, beneath the table.

"fuck..." he shuddered, and finally goes cross-eyed.

as soon as the waiter left upon your request, adrian's cock spilled heavy in thick, white spurts, hands-free. you could blindly hear every delicious shot hit the floor, soaking into the tiles, and you couldn't believe that you'd be jealous of a fucking floor.

you reached for him beneath the table, stroking his emptiness as he groaned and hunched his body, pressing his forehead onto the table. he twitched when you squeezed a little too hard, then hissed when you forced another drop of cum out of his limp and sensitive cock, and again with a harder squeeze, then another with a strong pull.

"baby...quit..." you could only laugh at his lethargic attempts to shoo your hand away, because you knew he loved being milked.

he braced for the onslaught of shudders with his hand around your wrist, pausing your strokes, but your thumb found an escape route to the very tip of his cock, where it began a cycle of gentle circles and sweeps around the sticky glans.

adrian hunched further, rocking forward onto the table, doing his best to swallow his low groans as you continued playing with him, toying with his cock, while the tremors destroyed the muscles in his body and mashed every fiber into jelly.

"all right, guys! here are your boxes, and—oh no, is someone sick?!"

nouearth. please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works. and if you like this story, please reblog and leave a like! feedback is also much appreciated!

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livingdeadmlm · 7 months

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PURRRRSS

Fnaf time 🤤🤤

Mike x insomniac reader

But like what if they can only sleep like around each other.

-🌶️

The pages of the book in your hand crinkled as you shut the book greeting Mike as he shut the door behind him. The shuffle of his clothes coming off almost snuffed out the sound of his voice saying hi.

"Long day?" your voice was a whisper, he nodded as he flopped onto your shared bed kicking his socks off and leaving him in just a pair of boxers. He sighed reaching over and wrapping an arm around your lower torso. Placing your book on the nightstand you shut off the side lamp and sink into bed.

Your eyes felt dry as it dawned on you just how late it was. Taking a look at the clock it was nearing 3 AM. A groan next to you brought your attention back to Mike, you could swear it was unreal how peaceful someone could look. His curls were slightly flat on his head from the stress of the day.

You yawned as it felt like the two of you just locked together perfectly his head tucked under your chin, his arms resting on your hips, yours across his shoulders, legs tangled together.

His eyes were droopy in the soft light of the mood through your curtains, you never knew in these moments how you fell asleep, you wanted this to last forever. It felt like no matter what once you were with each other in bed so late sleep felt like no big deal, it was like it was second nature to you both.

One blink and it was morning again, both bodies in different positions yet still holding each other in some way.

#🌶️ anon #male reader #mike schmidt #mike schmidt x male reader #mike schmidt x reader #Five nights at freddys x reader

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saturncodedstarlette · 11 months

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Y/N : I’m having problems with a guy.

Michael : Like “his dead body won’t fit in your car” problems or “you like him” problems?

Y/N : The “I like him” problems.

Michael, shrugs : Too bad, I could have actually helped you with the other types.

Y/N : . . .

Y/N, trying not to crack a smile : You would bury yourself?

Michael : Yeah I mean— wait—

Michael :

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johnnys-breastmilk · 7 months

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How do you think Mike would be in a relationship?

warning -- slight mention on nsfw! (and overall very short, like josh)

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Dating Mike is the equivalent of seeing a diamond in the rough and needing excavator tools to break it out. There’s a lot of work that needs to be done, but you can see the glimmer of a perfect partner shining through to the surface. You’ll have to get your hands dirty and it won’t be easy to hold him in your hands.

You can see his dedication in Abby, how he’s passed down things to her. Sometimes, it was easy to feel like you were learning more about Mike from Abby than the actual man himself. The dishes aren’t always clean, the bed isn’t always made. It feels like you live with a ghost at times.

That’s not to say that Mike won’t be there for you. He will. He’ll try. But his success is limited by his ever-changing job situation and pile of responsibilities. Mike is an endless bout of possibilities, but it would take teamwork to actually see the good results. Abby should be included in that, obviously. Phone calls where he’s supposed to be doing his job and you’re supposed to be watching Abby—but she’s begrudgingly fighting with you for the phone—go about as well as you’d expect.

When it comes to sex, Mike isn’t bad at it by any means. It’s more about when you could have it rather than how good he is. If you come home late, or a date night runs past its stay, then he may already be in bed, asleep. You have to adhere to his schedule for this, or else you may never see it that dick in action. He would try to compensate for being in bed so early by waking up before you do to make your favorite breakfast, or to make sure everything you need to get ready is laid out and in plain sight. Every memory lives inside you, and no matter how small the step is in your daily routine, he won’t overlook if he’s seen or heard it.

But once you’ve settled down and there’s a moment of quiet—basically, the eye of the storm—Mike is clingy. Even asleep, you can feel him stirring, moving closer to you. And when his scruff is rubbing against the skin on your neck as he buries himself impossibly closer into you, you know you’re in for a day of smothering. He stays close to you on those days, either following you on your trail or side-to-side with his fingers interlaced with yours. There’s no in-between.

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dragcnbreak · 7 months

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Mike Schmidt being your caregiver would include…

• soft pet names but especially “baby” and “baby girl” and “baby boy”

• naps, naps, and more naps! mike is always tired, especially after a shift or even after just waking up. he likes to be the bigger spoon and you feel safe in his arms so win-win

• him spending his last dollar on things for you, like stuff to color with or stuffed animals. you and abby always come first before him

• speaking of abby, you definitely have play dates with her. you both think she doesn’t understand age regression and just think of it as playing along with her, but she knows better

• him bringing your drawings (also sometimes abby’s too) to work with him, tucked safely in his wallet. he looks at them frequently, especially when he’s feeling down

• bedtime stories! they mostly consist of books borrowed from the local library accompanied by mike’s tapes for ambience. he isn’t the best at doing the voices but he always tries them to make you laugh

• watching movies, also borrowed from the library. you always pick disney but sometimes, mike will get a horror movie so you can cling to him for safety. he loves making you feel safe and cared for

• physical affection!!!!! mike isn’t the best with his words but you can always rely on getting a hug or a forehead kiss when he sees you. sometimes, he’ll pepper you in kisses and you giggle until you can’t breathe and he smiles and it’ll be the best thing that’s happened to him all day

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my first time ever writing something like this >< idk what it is about mike but this is also like my first time ever reading “x reader” stuff for a character and also wanting to write it. if you want more agere stuff with mike, pls let me know <3 ily, ty for reading!!!!!

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redcoralpot · 7 months

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Tougher Than Nails - Mike Schmidt X M!Reader

Warnings/Details: NSFW content, implied substance abuse, alcohol, cowboy!reader, hankie/cowboy hat code.

Summary: Mike goes to a bar downtown in hopes of getting his mind off of court, but instead finds something much healthier.

A/N: Everyone should thank my boyfriend for this idea; he's always the one that reminds me that I am technically a 'cowboy'. He saves a horse very often.

Word Count: 1.8K

Bars weren’t really Mike’s thing. Any alcohol he’s ever had tasted like crap, and becoming an alcoholic would just be another check on Aunt Jane’s list to prove to the court that he wasn’t suitable for custody. Hell, he swore her perfume was still clinging onto his nose hairs, and all he wanted to do was escape her. Escape reality, too. Mike remembered when his father used to do just that after Garret disappeared, drowning himself in the bitter liquid at night, his speech slurred. That’s why he was here, at a bar in downtown Afton, while Maxine stayed with Abby. He was desperate.

The building was crowded, delightful chatter and jazz music filling the air. Lights were strung along the wooden walls, narrowly dodging the black and white photos hanging by themselves. More customers squeezed in behind him; Mike frantically searched for any open spot in the room. Hallelujah– a single stool was left vacant near the serving counter, and Mike shuffled into it, shoulders tense. The bartender seemed to notice his presence, as she leaned towards the man, still shaking another person’s drink.

“You’re a new face,” she rattled, “may I see your license?”

Mike fumbled with his wallet, sliding the card for her to see, “Uh, sure.”

“Right, you’re all clear; would you like to open a tab?”

A man cut in before he could answer, and for the first time, Mike got a good look at the person sitting beside him, “Just add whatever he orders to mine, Molly.”

She shrugged, the key hanging from her left pocket jingling, “Easier for me.��

You chuckled, the brim of your hat covering your eyes. It was decorated with embroidery and leather, complimenting your purple button up shirt, though that was partially hidden by a black vest. Two hankies hung out of your back, left pocket, similar to Molly’s keychain. One was rust colored, but the other was a complimentary gray; Mike thought it was an interesting stylistic choice.

“I’ll just have a beer, thanks.”

As the bartender turned, scribbling in a notebook, you inquired, “So, what’s a fine boy like you doing ‘round these parts?”

Mike grabbed the foaming beer that was placed in front of him, “I live nearby.”

“That’s not the only reason, is it?”

He hesitated to answer, instead choosing to take a long sip of the beverage. It burned down his throat, the flavor making his lips curl and his head a little more dizzy. Somehow, it loosened his will, and he found his lips moving without his permission. Your energy was just hypnotizing; he felt himself being pulled in.

“Needed a break from stress,” Mike admitted, picking at the glass’ label.

You cocked your head to the side, your hat tipping upward, “Just ‘cause you’re in a hole, doesn’t mean you gotta keep digging. Alcohol isn’t the cure to what you’re feelin’.”

“What am I supposed to do? Not even my medicine works anymore.”

“I go here for stress relief too,” you assured, downing a shot, “but not necessarily for the drinks.”

Your hand hovered over the small of his back, looking at him for consent. When he didn’t move away, you settled your fingers there, feeling a shiver run through Mike’s body. Some of the previous tension released from his shoulders, and he almost leaned back in relief. Many of the customers in this bar were paired with the same sex, unlike most of the movies he’d seen that included the subject. So, he supposed it wouldn’t look too weird if he did.

You elaborated, “People can be cruel, can’t they, sweetheart? Comin’ to a place like this, where everyone’s like me in some way or another, is a damn good bonus.”

“Like you?”

“Y’know,” you gestured to your handkerchiefs, “queer and such.”

He paused, “Ah.”

“You didn’t know this was a boy bar?”

Mike replied, “I kinda just looked up the closest bar to my house.”

…

“Good to know.” Your hand fell away from his back.

He almost chased it. Mike liked the feeling, the weight of your fingers pressing into such an intimate spot. However, he wasn’t tipsy enough for that, and controlled himself. He watched as you spoke to Molly, the lady’s eyes flicking towards him and back, and you slipped her the money needed to cover the tab. You tipped your hat towards Mike, a respectful way to put distance between you, before disappearing into the suffocating crowd. Molly side eyed him, sweeping away his bottle, before leaving as well. Mike swallowed, pulling loose skin from his bottom lip with his teeth. It was now, or never– perhaps alcohol wasn’t the only way, after all. You were right.

Mike could still see the very top of your hat swerving above the crowd, and he trailed after it to the best of his ability. A random girl almost elbowed him in the face, and he was sure his shins would be bruised after tonight. Your shadow was reflecting in the glass door, growing fainter and fainter as you walked further away, your hips swaying. Mike pushed it open, the vision dissolving, and cold air stung his cheeks. The moon reflected off of car hoods, the only way he was able to see where he was running. His hand reached out and grabbed your arm, as you flinched.

Mike’s ears were red, probably from the alcohol, and you stared at him, “What’re you doing?”

“I don’t know,” was the only answer you got before your collar was jerked forward.

Your lips crashed violently with his; your teeth clicking as he struggled to pull you closer. Mike was still fisting your shirt as you brought your hands to cup his jaw and the back of his neck, trying to gentle the kiss.

You mumbled against his mouth, “Better not be some experiment of yours, pretty boy.”

“Nope,” he whispered, the aftertaste of whiskey on his tongue.

His back hit the side of your car, and his hands moved from your collar to swinging his arms around your neck. Your knee found its way in between Mike’s thighs, pressing against his crotch, and his groan was swallowed by your lips. Mike whined when you trailed down, aiming instead for his neck. Dark marks and bites soon decorated the pale flesh, his blood dripping a contrasting splash of color.

Tugging on his earlobe, you challenged, “Gonna come back to my place?”

Mike doubted he ever agreed to something so quickly.

The drive was long, too long in his opinion. Though, it was most likely only fifteen minutes, at most. Mike didn’t even have to walk up the driveway to your cabin; his legs were locked around your hips as you carried him through the door and up the stairs. He ground his groin against you, searching for any possible friction. You tossed him onto your bed, unbuckling your belt, holding it taut. The man in front of you wiggled back and spread his legs to make room for you. You snickered at how willing Mike was, considering his hesitation when you first met.

You regularly kept lube on the bedside table, just to be prepared for when you brought men home from the bar. However, this one was different in a way you had trouble putting into words, other than positive. His thighs shook as you massaged the liquid into his hole, a hand covering his mouth to prevent you from hearing his noises. Ah, now that wouldn’t do, would it?

In response, you tugged his hand off of his mouth, “Lemme hear you.”

Such pretty sounds from a pretty mouth, it was truly a shame. When Mike immediately went back to covering them up, you slid your fingers out of him, instead reaching for your abandoned belt. His eyes trailed after your hands as they bound his wrists together in front of him, almost akin to handcuffs. Mike couldn’t see much of your expression after your head dipped down, only the shit-eating grin playing on your lips. Of course, that was before you took your hat off by the crown and placed it firmly on his head, though it was a tad too big for him.

“Why don’t you keep that safe for me, sweetheart?”

For a second, Mike was confused. Keep it safe? Just what were you planning on doing? He felt a grip on his waist, right before his world spun around him, and the positions were practically reversed. The guard was now sitting on top of you, or more so your crotch, his thighs caging in your hips. Mike’s hair was disheveled and the light on the ceiling created a sort of halo around him, and fuck, did you think he was pretty. Only a few select people had ever gotten to wear your hat, and you could confidently say that he was the most beautiful in it.

You unbuttoned your jeans, letting your cock slip through the opening, “You ready?”

“I’ve never done this before.”

You had a grip on his waist again, slowly guiding him down. You didn’t thrust, didn’t force him to go fast, and allowed him his proper time to adjust, “How’s that feelin’?”

“G-good,” he shuddered, precum leaking from his tip, “think ‘m ready.”

“You haven’t seen the brunt of it yet, boy!” You grunt, thrusting the rest of you inside, brushing against Mike’s prostate.

The man on top of you moaned, and the sound was so uncharacteristically loud that even he seemed surprised by it. Mike leaned down, resting his tied fists on your chest in order to keep his balance. His sweat dampened your collarbones, his drool smearing on your neck, and the pathetic excuse of a guard tried leaving kisses over the areas he could reach. You soon found a rhythm to your thrusts; groans were punched out of your throat on their own.

Mike could feel heat rushing through his brain, bringing tears that stuck to his eyelashes, covering any thoughts or hesitance he may have had before. That wasn’t enough for it– it spread like wildfire down his body, down to where your fingers were leaving bruises, and down to his red, leaking dick. Something deep was brewing inside of him, nothing he’s felt since his hormonal teenage years. Hell, he didn’t even have time to process it when you kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear that he’s such a needy slut; it exploded.

When he finally came to, he could feel his thighs twitching and your heaving, sticky abs below him. His eyelids felt heavy, and all he wanted to do was stay there with you. You were rubbing circles into his back, attempting to pull out, but a grumble from Mike made you stop. In fact, you were saying things, but it sounded muffled and far away. He took great comfort in your voice, no matter what you were talking about. It was getting farther and farther away, yet still managed to follow him into his dreams. For the first time since the incident with Garret, he did not have a nightmare.

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pastelclovds · 7 months

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i wanna rail william on top of his office desk right now ngl

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theres-a-body-here · 8 months

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Scumtober- Day 5 (Size Difference)

Montgomery Gator x Male!reader

prequel fic

One would think you'd be afraid of Monty's massive frame and aggressive nature, but you never really felt in danger when he was around. That is probably why management made you his caretaker.

The other band members were concerned. Monty had a reputation for driving away his caretakers, the longest one lasting 3 days. You remember when Freddy pulled you aside and told you to come to him if Monty ever made you feel unsafe. You thanked him but said it wouldn't be needed.

Monty....tolerated your existence. You were quiet, small, reserved, and tidy. You also never got angry at him when he messed his room up. You opted to just get to cleaning as he watched you from his couch. That pretty much ensured that he wouldn't go out of his way to be mean to you. And after a while, Monty just naturally became attached to you. In his own "bad boy gator" way.

Did he mention how small you were? Because you were.

Even for an average male height, his frame was simply bigger. You don't know why the Pizzaplex designed all the animatronics that way. Your neck was starting to get sore from having to look up when talking to the band members

Monty found it funny. He tries as much as he can to be close to you. Pressing his larger body against yours and then making some comment about how he could squish you. You never stopped him, you liked the closeness.

So you probably should have seen this coming.

Monty maintained eye contact with you as he undid your belt buckle. Your spine tingled under his piercing red glare. Despite how he usually was, there was a gentleness to his movements. Like he didn't want to scare you off.

Monty watched in amusement as he pulled your pants down, revealing your cock as it pusled with anticipation. Despite havering an average-sized cock, compared to his monstrous member, it looked almost comical, like a child's toy next to a grown man's weapon.

Despite his initial amusement, he couldn't help but feel a stirring of protectiveness towards you. Seeing you stand defenseless before him, exposed and vulnerable, filled him with a strange sense of possessiveness.

Monty approached your exposed groin carefully, his massive form casting a shadow over yours. Even kneeling in front of you as you sat on his couch, he towered over you, dwarfing everything in sight.

Slowly, he extended his tongue, curving it around to form a perfect O shape. His hot breath fanned against your sensitive flesh, causing goosebumps to rise along your thighs.

Tentatively, he pressed his tongue against your cock, feeling its softness contrast sharply against his rough textured skin.

You let sharply intake air as you feel his surprisingly warm tongue lick your cock. Instinctively, you reach out to try and latch onto his mohawk for better leverage.

Monty wasn't having it.

He presses his large metallic hand to your chest and gently pushes your back onto the couch. Monty may like you, but he wants to be in control.

Monty continued to suckle on your cock, keeping a careful watch on your reactions. He loved seeing the way you moaned in pleasure, the tremors running through your body as he took more of you into his mouth. And despite the fear that sparked in your eyes whenever you saw those sharp teeth, he relished the opportunity to showcase just how capable he was in such intimate situations.

As if to tease you, his massive maw opened wide, revealing rows upon rows of sharp teeth that threatened to tear apart more than just his belongings. You tensed up knowing he was messing with you. With a sly smirk, he engulfed your cock completely, his hot breath fanning against your pelvis as he sucked greedily.

You felt yourself nearing climax. You gently squeeze his hand as a warning.

"M-Monty....." You manage to moan out softly.

At your warning moan, Monty paused briefly, his piercing red eyes locked onto yours as he waited eagerly for further instructions. However, instead of increasing his pace or going faster, he did the complete opposite—he slowly drew back until just the tip of your cock touched his lips before pushing forward again, taking your entire length to the hilt.

You let out a wail of ecstasy as you cum. Every single muscle in your body tensed up, desperate to hold itself together as you came and came again, coating Monty's tongue with your thick, salty seed.

Even as you shook from the force of your orgasm, Monty showed no signs of slowing down. Instead, he applied more pressure onto your chest with his hand, holding you down firmly in place as he suckled greedily at your spent cock. His powerful jaws flexed, milking every last drop of cum from you while he maintained eye contact.

Monty pulled back, releasing your cock from his warm, wet maw. You laid back on the couch, exhausted after your intense orgasm. Monty sat down beside you, wrapping his massive metal arm around your slender frame. Despite his size, he managed to position himself comfortably next to you without crushing you under his weight. You leaned into his warm embrace, nestling deeper into his chest as you listened to the soft gator bellowing he was making.

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denim-devil · 7 months

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Mike schmidt | FNAF - MASTERLIST

Key —

Smut - {S} / Fluff - {F} / Angst - {A}

╰┈➤ ✧ Sugar - Mike x M!Reader ꨄ

Summary - Just one night you promised, knowing the dangers, Mike put rules in place to make sure you were constantly monitored, he should of know why you had asked to join him… {S}/{F}

✧ Melting - Mike x M!Reader ꨄ

Summary - It’s not the first and it won’t be last, Mike can’t shake the look on your face when he pulls away at the last minute…he wants it all over again and again. {S}/{F}

— COMING SOON

✧ Get You - Best friend!Mike x M!Reader ꨄ

#male reader #x male reader #fnaf #mike schmidt #josh hutcherson #smut #fluff #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 1 year

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Hi... Um... Could you do a FNAF request? Reader is just so causal about everything, and I mean everything. Killer animatronics, possible dead bodies, jump scares at every corner. And they are treating it like any other Tuesday. And they get yelled at by certain animatronic, 'Your supposed to be scared! Fight for your life or something?!' Reader just shrugs and continues their job while explaining since they have had near death experience since they were a kid, they have stopped fearing it. Sorry if it's weird. (Slightly inspired by Kenny McCormick from South Park lol)

[A/n:Thank you for requesting]

Summary: You are super causal about your job even though you could die

Type:Hcs: Freddy + Bonnie + Chica + Foxy & GN!Reader

Version: Fnaf 1

Animatronics

Bonnie and Chica were the first to realize

Since they always come to the door quickly, they saw how careless you were

They both were confused but didn't think much of it

Then Foxy

He realized when you slowly reacted to his footsteps

And when you didn't check the cameras offen

Then Freddy realized since he watchs

how quickly Foxy would come out of his cove is the main part

And how slow you reacted to his laughs

Foxy was the one to yell at you

"Argg... Ye nightguard' we all been 'ttacking ye and ye just be sittn there?! YE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED"

You just shrugged and closed the door on him

From behind the door, he could hear your muffled "I'm used to it!"

He banged on the door a little longer than usual after that

You've pissed off Foxy, confused Bonnie and Chica, but Freddy? He's interested, your different...

You don't scream and cry, you don't try to make a run for it, and you tale your time getting out of the building

What are you up to?

Their whole point is to scare and kill you, yet they fail everytime

Chica was the first to give up

She started to take an interest in you

Then Freddy

He was more interested in figuring out your motivates and why your so careless

Then Bonnie

He just stopped caring

Then foxy...

He took the longest to give up, but once he realized everyone else stopped, he stopped soon after

Now they just watch you, and try to figure you out

Their will still be occasions where Foxy will attempt to get you, but not offen anymore

You are the best, and longest living nightguard freddy fazbears ever had

And they don't what you to leave, your apart of the family now

You can't leave

[A/n:I hope you enjoyed]

#fnaf freddy #fnaf bonnie #fnaf chica #fnaf foxy #fnaf x reader #fnaf fandom #fnaf x gn reader #fnaf x male reader #fnaf

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