#when a beautiful animatronic tells you what to do you do it

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AAAAUUUUUGHGHHHGHH assorted doodles after playing help wanted 2

god i love him even more now

#when a beautiful animatronic tells you what to do you do it #legit squealed so loud when he stopped talking #i didnt process a thing he was saying but god i was for sure listening to his voice #AUUUGHHH #help wanted 2 #help wanted 2 spoilers #hw2 spoilers #help wanted #fnaf sun #fnaf self insert #fnaf sundrop #fnaf dca #fnaf staff bot #kirbsart

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Hi I saw your request are Open

Can I request yandere mont, Freddy, Roxanne x mom reader smut

Like the reader is Cassy mom in ( Cassy mom in Roxanne part) and in Freddy and Monty Part the reader is is Gregory's mom and they fall for them and want to make them theres and they do by breeding them and making them mother to their kids . And become mom/Dad to Cassy and Gregory

Please and thank you

And can I be 🦡

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Yandere!Animatronic x Milf!Reader

TW; 🔞 Yandere behavior, possessive, thoughts of a family together, breeding, biting/scratching, oral (giving and receiving), stomach bulge, semi public, Roxy has a d*ck in this story

Notes; I'm sorry I had to

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Roxanne

She already loves Cassie before meeting you she met her father but not you so when you arrived late for Cassie's birthday she instantly fell in love, telling your daughter that your work wanted you stay a bit longer then usual and handing her a gift that she wanted

Afterwards Roxy learns that you and her dad were divorced due to some disagreements mostly about how much time he spends more at work then at home with Cassie or her, the wolf falling more in love with you by the way you cherished your daughter more then work and now she has a bigger chance of being with you

When she does get that chance she's very calm and charming about everything she does when she's dating you, but Roxy will make sure everything between you, her and Cassie are alright even if that means threatening your ex-husband when he thinks or tries to get in touch with you or Cassie

She won't let anyone or anything get between her and her family even if it means her own friends, she doesn't care what they say about her relation with you or how she's behaving to others

Glamrock Freddy

When Gregory came back to the Pizzaplex all fine and healthy he couldn't help but cry seeing his Superstar again hugging him tight then hearing someone calling him, that's when he saw you the most beautiful woman he ever seen Freddy can't help but fall deeper when he sees how much you love Gregory his fatherly in high gear

Upon learning what happened prior to the event of that night Freddy learns that Gregory ran away when his father tried to take him away and hurt his mom in the process, the bear couldn't help but become enrage just hearing how much his dad hurt him and you all he wanted to do was tear him apart

He does everything to show how much better he is at taking care of Gregory and you all the while showing why he's a better choice then others, Freddy will promise to protect both of you from everything and everyone that dares to come close

If he ever meets the man that hurt his family Freddy will make sure that he never touches or even gets in touch with them, the bear will make sure that no one knows where he went or what happened only if they looked in the garbage disposal

Monty

The gator himself became quite protective of Gregory since then however when you came to pickup the little man from Monty, he couldn't help but become enamored at the sight of you and they way you held Gregory sobbing at how much you're sorry that you left him at the Pizzaplex

He couldn't help but feel deep affection for how motherly and loving you are not only towards Gregory but to other kids, even though he isn't great with kids he tends to help you out when the kids starts to get rowdy becoming smitten when you lovingly thank him

Never thought of himself as a family kind of guy but when you and Gregory came into his life everything changed for the better or worse, his friends noticing his sudden change but not in good light seeing how if anyone tried to get close to you he'll snap and threaten said person or give them a death glare til they back off

This is the one good thing that came from protecting you and Gregory and he's not planning to let it go anytime soon, even if that means disposing any and all obstacles

NSFW Below

Roxanne

When you finally put Cassie to sleep is the time Roxy strikes immediately getting you railed up as you try and clean today's mess in your shared home, however it's getting harder to focus when Roxy keeps teasing you via passing touches or her tail trialing up your thigh even though she promised to help cleanup without any distraction

After you're both done with your chores Roxy will carry you up to your room all the while leaving love bites and scratches all over your body not even making it to the bed yet, but by the time you do you'll be out of breathe at how skilled she is with her mouth and hands while avoiding the area where you want to be touched

Thank God that you have soundproof walls because the sounds you're making are euphoric Roxy could come from just your moans, that won't just do not until she has you under her until dawn telling you how she's going to make you hers over and over, gonna make sure everyone knows you belong to her and how she's going to make you a mommy again

Doesn't even waste time taking off your clothes just rips them off with her teeth and claws not caring if they're your favorites clothes or not, feeling her own clothes restraining against as she touches you the bulge in her pants not helping as you feel it poke against your thigh

Everything went by in a blur one moment on your back as Roxy eats you out then on your knees sucking her cock, then on her lap as she bouncing you, on all four as she leaves more bites and finally in a mating press as she pins you down while tearing up your bed. The wolf praising you for taking her so well cumming for fourth time tonight as she forced her knot inside you pumping you full, not pulling out until the morning wanting to keep her seed inside you

Glamrock Freddy

He had to hold himself back all day craving you wanting you under him as he takes you over and over but Freddy has to keep himself restrained until then, unfortunately it doesn't help with the way that you move your body and how even the simplest things he finds very attractive like putting away laundry and cleaning dishes

Even at work the temptations are so hard to resist when you wear the Fazbear uniform hugging every curve that he can see, but the most attractive thing to him is when you interact with kids seeing the way you treat as if they're your own just makes him want you more

Freddy couldn't hold himself back anymore and asked you to meet him in the back of FazerBlast where he'll rip off the uniform and tenderly touching you, always teasing you by avoiding the most sensitives areas making you beg for more

Taking his time eating you out as you cover your mouth from moaning even though the sounds and music of FazerBlast can be heard loudly even in the backrooms, Freddy will remove your hands saying that he wants to hear your beautiful voice even if it means he gets in trouble for it

Dragging your fingers down his back as he thrusts into you hard and slow taking in the scene infront of him with your disheveled hair and makeup, the outline of his cock inside you visible as he fucks you against the wall, cum dripping out as he does

Monty

Can't and won't hold himself back as he touches you at every chance he gets even if in public and in front of friends too as if telling them to back off, even to the point where he slides his under your clothes no matter how many times you push his hand away with a snarky remark

Whenever you're near Monty will get handsy with you for a moment then move on to what he was gonna do leaving you flushed and embarrassed as you try to straighten yourself out, he'll do it in front of the person you're talking with maybe he'll even cut into your clothes a little around your legs and butt as if telling them that you're his and his alone

Getting you alone was the hard part but it didn't prove to be too difficult when Cassie invited Gregory for a sleepover at her place then your work giving you a half day letting you come home earlier then usual, when you arrive home he'll tell that Gregory is at Cassie for the weekend and that you both have the house to yourselves

Monty doesn't waste time as he rips off your clothes and taking you every in the house on the table, the couch, in the hallway and in front of the window, grunting about how he loves you that you're everything, he's everything that you'll need from now on

He won't stop until he knows you're full of his cum changing positions every now and then from standing to sitting, suspending you in his arms so you have no control to letting you top him, then afterwards Monty will put a plug in you for the day or at least until he ready for another round

#five nights at freddy security breach #five nights at freddy's #fnaf security breach #fnaf #fnaf roxanne #yandere roxanne wolf #roxanne wolf #roxanne wolf x reader #fnaf glamrock freddy #yandere glamrock freddy #glamrock freddy #glamrock freddy x reader #fnaf monty #monty gator #yandere monty #monty x reader #smut #yandere

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Beyond Repair

[William Afton x Wife!Reader]

Synopsis: Despite everything he’s done, so far the only consequence he’s received is marriage counseling {GIF Creds: @bittwitchy// Tagging @moonbanana-library because I feel like you’ll enjoy this}

WC: 2595

Category: Slight Fluff, Slight Angst [TW — Afton, cursing, small mentions of 18+ content]

Don’t we love random sparks of inspiration at four in the morning? I sure do 💀

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You were always a clueless little thing.

You saw the world with rose-tinted glasses, and you believed in everyone. You saw the best in people, and you wanted to see the world like that.

And it wasn't a bad way to look at things; it kept you innocent and full of light. William, however, wasn't as good as you were. He had seen the world for what it was, and he knew how the world worked.

He'd lost his innocence, and he had seen bad things… done bad things. Sure, he was good with kids, but he had a secret side that he knew would completely crumble the way you saw the world, how you saw him.

So, despite everything, he made sure you'd never know. He kept the darker side of himself out of your view. And he did everything he could to be the husband you thought he was.

Soon, that husband's facade became a father's facade, and you had a beautiful daughter who had his eyes and your smile.

But he knew the truth.

He'd never been a good man. Not even close.

The moment his eyes landed on you, the day he'd met you, the years he got to spend with you, and the day he had asked you to be his wife. Every step in between, he knew that he didn't deserve any of it. He knew that he should have let you go.

But he was selfish.

He needed you. He loved you. Your innocence was refreshing. And your optimism was addicting.

William knew that he didn't deserve anything, except for maybe an early death. Yet, despite knowing all that, he was greedy. He was an ambitious man, and he took every opportunity that presented itself to him.

Even if that meant hurting the ones around him.

Because you see, the only thing in this world he wanted more than your love was the recognition he'd never gotten. And the respect.

So when he'd built his pizzeria and made his animatronics, he saw just how successful it became, and he saw just how many people knew him and just how much respect he was finally getting.

That's when he realized.

That's when the real William began to show himself. And that was his big mistake. That mentality led him to this grandma's couch, impatiently awaiting for hell to begin.

Marriage counseling.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head, trying to hold back a laugh. This was so pathetic. For years, he's crossed lines and done things that would put him on death row, and he'd never had a single issue. Yet, one small argument with you, and suddenly he's a man with a failing marriage?

What kind of joke was this?

Turns out the clueless little thing that you were had taken his little stunt a lot more seriously than he had anticipated.

"This is ridiculous," William groaned, slumping back into his seat as he stared up at the ceiling. "This is going to be a waste of time. All we need is a vacation, and it'll all work out just fine.”

You just stared at him with a look of disbelief and a small bit of disgust. Quite adorable, if he was honest.

"Really, William?" You said, rolling your eyes. "It's going to take a little more than a vacation to fix our relationship."

William turned to look at you, and he felt his heart twinge when he saw just how upset you were. His lips parted, and he felt a surge of regret wash over him.

He really hated seeing you like this.

You were the only person who ever seemed to make him feel remorse, and right now was no exception.

He opened his mouth, trying to find the words to tell you that he was sorry, but he stopped himself before he could say anything.

Because he wasn't sorry.

Not really.

“Ah, the Aftons, I presume?" A voice said, and William looked away from you, looking to the front of the room.

A man, most likely in his late 40's, was standing by the doorway. His dark hair had streaks of grey in it, and he had a few wrinkles. He was wearing a brown turtleneck and a pair of black pants.

His face was unreadable, and William couldn't tell what he was thinking. But he could tell that this was the same therapist he'd spoken with on the phone.

"I'm Doctor Miller. It's nice to finally meet you both." The therapist smiled and held his hand out.

William sighed, pushing himself off of the couch, and stood up. He shook his hand and forced a smile. "Likewise."

The Doctor nodded and glanced at you. He smiled and walked over to you, extending his hand.

You shook his hand and flashed a warm smile. The smile didn't meet your eyes, though. His smile was fake, and so was yours.

Maybe you were more similar than William had first assumed.

The doctor let go of your hand and stepped back. "Let's get started then."

William sat down, slouching his posture and staring up at the ceiling. He thought about wrapping his arm around you, pulling you closer to him, and holding you tight, but he thought better of it.

You'd probably reject his affection anyway. For being a clingy wife, you were surprisingly good at pushing him away.

Doctor Miller grabbed a notepad and a pen, walked to the chair beside the couch, and sat down.

He smiled the first genuine one out of the three of you, and opened the notepad.

"Alright, Mrs. Afton, I'd like you to start off. Tell me what happened." He said, his gaze fixed on you. Of course, he was already taking your side.

William glanced at you and raised an eyebrow. This should be good.

You hesitated before speaking. "He’s… well, different lately. He's distant. And cold. I hardly see him anymore, and when I do, he doesn't talk to me. He spends all of his time either in the basement or his office."

Doctor Miller wrote something down and nodded his head. "Is there any particular reason you believe this is happening?"

“No, but he has been acting more aggressive lately. I tried to talk to him about it, and he just snapped. It was like he wasn't even listening. Like his mind was somewhere else."

William stared at you. You sounded so sincere. So hurt. If he had a heart, he's sure it would be aching.

Doctor Miller hummed, nodding his head, and turned to William.

"What was the argument about, Mr. Afton?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

William looked at the doctor, and two options popped into his mind. Option one is to tell the doctor his true feelings. You were being ridiculous and childish. He didn't need your bullshit. He had more important things to worry about. Or, option two, lie.

He was always good at lying.

William sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He glanced at you and started to speak.

"She's right; I've been a little cold recently. I've just been stressed out. My business has been a lot lately, and I've been dealing with a few other personal issues. Stress isn't a good look on me, I'm afraid."

He lied, flashing a small sad smile at the doctor.

Doctor Miller looked at him for a moment before writing something down.

"Well, it sounds to me like there are a few issues in your relationship." He said, putting his notepad on the table and resting his arms on his lap. “One of them is a communication issue, which is not uncommon in relationships like this. I believe I can help you, but I want to ask you both a question first."

"What's the question?" You asked, and the Doctor turned to you, a soft look in his eyes.

"Are you still in love with him?"

You and William both tensed up, and the room was silent for a moment. He couldn’t help but turn to look at you, genuinely curious to hear what you were going to say.

You hesitated, your eyes locked on the ground. William felt his stomach churning and his jaw clenched.

He was actually nervous.

For the first time in a long time, William was actually nervous.

You turned to look at him, and he felt a wave of relief wash over him.

"Yes. I still love him."

Doctor Miller nodded and turned to William. "What about you? Are you still in love with your wife?"

Truth be told, you were the only person who ever came close to making William feel love. Vanessa was a close second, but he wasn't sure if it was the same kind of love. At least, not in the way he felt about you.

If this was love, then he was still in love.

"Always.” He spoke without a moment of hesitation. He gave you a warm smile, pulling that facade back up again. “…That's why I'm here."

The doctor smiled, and William swore he saw the tiniest hint of pity in his eyes. "That's good. That means there's still hope for your relationship.”

With all the money this one therapy session was costing him, he damn well hoped so.

"So, here's my idea," the doctor said, sitting up in his seat and clearing his throat. "I'd like to start off with a few activities, some couples challenges, if you will. This will help me understand where the problem areas are, and hopefully, after a few sessions, we'll be able to fix them. If not, we'll find a solution together. Sound good?"

Activities? Challenges? What was this, summer camp?

William resisted the urge to roll his eyes and nodded. "Sounds great."

You nodded, smiling, and William swore he saw a bit of excitement in your eyes. He wondered how much this meant to you. Had you really thought you were losing him?

"Perfect," the doctor said and grabbed his notepad. He flipped the page and started writing something down.

With the amount of writing this guy was doing, you'd think this was a novel. It took a lot out of him to not get up and snap the damn pen in half.

"Now, this might seem a little strange, but I want to try an activity right now. Something small and easy, so we can gauge your relationship and see how you interact with each other."

"What kind of activity?" You asked, tilting your head slightly.

"Something simple, don't worry. Just a conversation."

Conversation. That sounded boring.

William was about to complain when the doctor cut him off.

"When was the last time you two were… intimate?"

William's eyebrows furrowed, and he stared at the Doctor, whose gaze was fixed on him.

Was he asking what he thought he was asking?

William felt his face heat up and his jaw clenched.

He had to be kidding.

"I'm sorry, but what does that have to do with anything?" He asked, forcing his voice to sound calm.

The doctor turned his head to you, and you just looked down at the ground.

William was going to lose it.

"Being… connected with your spouse in that way is an important aspect of a healthy relationship. Without that sincerity, that vulnerability, you'll start to grow apart."

"We're perfectly connected," William said through gritted teeth. “What do you think you're implying here?"

He knew you like the back of his hand. He could read you like a book, and he was confident to know what you were thinking, doing, or feeling at all times.

He knew that look.

Your eyes were downcast, your hands were fidgeting, and your bottom lip was slightly jutted out.

You were embarrassed, and he knew he had to act. Play the good husband role, and save you the humiliation.

He reached his arm over and wrapped it around your shoulder, pulling you gently upwards. Your body tensed at his touch, but you relaxed when you looked up and saw his warm smile.

"See? We're completely connected." William said, his arm squeezing your shoulder. “I believe this is where our time is up. If you'll excuse us, we have some… activities apparently to get to."

William stood up, grabbing your hand and pulling you up with him. You were quiet, and he could feel your stare on the side of his head.

He couldn't tell if you were upset or grateful.

William cleared his throat and gave the doctor a cold smile. One that he purposely made so that the Doctor would know how displeased he was.

"Thank you for your time, Doctor Miller. We'll be sure to contact you soon."

The doctor nodded, a blank expression on his face. He didn’t say a word as William took you by the arm and guided you out the door.

No way in hell was he doing this again.

"William-" You started, and he cut you off.

"No more therapy, sweetheart," William said, his hand tightening around your arm.

"I-"

"No more," he said, his voice low and stern. Still, he kept that warm smile on his face. It made you fall back into silence.

"We're done. We'll figure this out on our own. No more doctors or counselors or whatever the hell he was.”

Truth be told, he was absolutely livid. All that money wasted for a bum therapist to imply that their marriage was falling apart because you weren't communicating?

What a scam. This is exactly why he preferred to do things on his own.

William led you back to the car, opening the door for you and helping you in. He walked around the car and slid into the driver's seat.

He took a moment to breathe, his head falling back against the seat and his eyes closing.

God, he hated being here.

Hated it so much.

He needed a cigarette and maybe a stiff drink.

"I'm sorry." You said, your voice quiet.

William lifted his head and turned to you. He blinked, confused, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"What for?"

"I… I thought maybe if we went to see a therapist, they could help. They could fix this. But… I think I messed it up. I'm sorry."

Your voice cracked, and he watched as tears started to form in your eyes.

His face softened, and he turned his body towards you, leaning his back against the door. Such a crybaby you were, emotionally connected and sensitive.

Just another reason why you worked so well with him. Blinded by emotion, you were easy to trick. Easy to manipulate.

You were naive, and it was adorable.

"No, no. Don't cry." William said, his hand lifting and cupping your cheek. He brushed away the tears with his thumb, and he forced a smile. "There's nothing to fix. We're fine, I promise. I’ll make sure of it. Okay?"

"Okay," you whimpered, nuzzling into his hand. It’s quite the contrast compared to the look of disgust on your face from earlier.

He didn't want to see that again.

William leaned forward and pressed his lips against your forehead. He could smell the shampoo and soap from your morning shower, and the smell calmed him down.

He could tell the action had calmed you down, too.

William pulled back, and his lips twitched upwards. "Don't worry about a thing. I'll fix this."

After all, he always got what he wanted. And what he wanted was his wife.

And no stupid, worthless therapist was going to guide him away from that.

#william afton #william afton x reader #william afton/reader #william afton x you #william afton x female!reader #william afton x wife!reader #steve raglan #steve raglan x reader #steve raglan x female!reader #steve raglan/reader #five nights at Freddy’s #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt #x reader #fanfic #reader #fanfiction #fnaf movie #fnaf #josh hutcherson #matthew lillard #springtrap #springtrap x reader #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt fanfic #steve raglan fanfic #steve raglan x wife!reader #fluff #angst #marriage counseling

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Don’t want to burn you out of fnaf stuff, but fnaf is my special interest so…. 😓

*cough cough* domestic life with William? Like as his spouse? Gn or afab, and can be spicy 🌶️

Don’t worry anon, i understand you, fnaf has also been a special interest for me since i was 12 lmao 💀

But ok, here are some headcanons for you, hope you like it! 💗

Warnings: possessiveness, jealousy, blood, slight breeding kink, sex mentions.

♡ I really believe that he’s into that “traditional” marriage roles. He works and provides, and you just stay at home looking pretty and doing domestic chores.

♡ He buys you a big house with a beautiful garden, the one you choose, he doesn’t care about the price he just wants to see you happy.

♡ You always have diner ready for when he comes back home, sometimes even with some freshly baked cookies for dessert.

♡ He won’t hesitate to spoil you. Anything you want will be yours, that’s why you married him, right? to live a nice life in which you can have every single thing that you dreamed of.

♡ William is family man, he has always wanted a lot of kids. But that’s up to you. He will wait until you’re ready to be a mother, and in the moment he hears you tell him those affirmative words, he’s gonna breed you real good.

♡ Every Sunday he takes you out on little dates to nice restaurants, or a cute picnic. And he might even surprise you with some flowers.

♡ When he’s working at home, sometimes you go down to the basement to bring him some of his favorite snacks, and he shows you the animatronics that he’s working on. And he gets so into it that you don’t understand when he explains complex robotics, but you’re just happy to hear and see his creations.

♡ Every time he’s stressed, you know what to do. Just put your hair in a ponytail, get on your knees and let him use that pretty little mouth of yours.

♡ He likes calling you “my beautiful wife” “little bunny” “sweetheart” or any other cute nickname.

♡ You try to convince him to quit that smoking habit, but he just doesn’t listen, and each time you catch him doing it he feels really bad cuz he knows that you hate the smell.

♡ He loves seeing you wear pretty clothes. And he still can’t believe that he managed to get such a gorgeous girl as his wife.

♡ Super possessive. He hates to see other men staring at you, and he gets jealous really easily, it doesn’t matter if you had already told him a million times that you just have eyes for him.

♡ Every night, before falling asleep, you like tracing your fingers on the scars of his body. They make him seem more interesting, and kinda hot. And he enjoys feeling your touch on his skin.

♡ If he comes home with a blood stained shirt after a long day, you don’t ask questions, you just put that thing in the washing machine and then go on about your day. You’re already used to it…

#william afton smut #fnaf fanfic #william afton x reader #fnaf smut

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Imagine having matching Christmas pj’s with Mike and Abby?🥹

IT WOULD BE SO CUTE😭

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!!!!! [i'm a little sleepy so bear with me lmao]

tags: fem!reader, major fluff, christmas pajamas. just pure holiday sweetness [,: sorry if there are errors, it's late and i'm damn near conking at the keys

i have a pair of reindeer fleece pants that i’ve had for the last two years, and i can imagine abby gifting mint!reader a pair of them while you clear your dinner plates from the coffee table.

"i gave mike his pair already. i was supposed to wait, but i was too excited," you're forced to place the dishes on the counter as she shoves the pants into your hands with a wide, toothy smile. the reindeer's heads are adorned with santa hats, festive lights strung around their antlers and ears.

they're pretty cute, screened over the entirety of both legs, and you're rubbing your hand over the soft, fluffy material with a warm-hearted hum. you return abby's smile, reaching down to sway her side to side in a tight hug. "thank you, abs. you have great taste."

"tell me something i don't know," she replies, and you lean on the counter in a fit of laughter, abby joining you soon after

mike had accepted his pair with a bit of reluctance, giving abby a slow and fabricated, "thankssssss...." as he stared down at the ugly cartoon reindeer. they were everywhere, crudely-drawn with unintelligible blobs for "lights".

he'd stuffed them to the back of one of his dresser drawers.

the holiday is on a saturday this year, and he's so excited to be able to spend the entire day with you and abby. it's already panning out to be a good time as he enters to the tall christmas tree that's been set up in the corner, illuminated with lightbulbs of all sizes and colors. the ornaments are mostly silly; cardboard gift boxes, paper snowflakes and candy canes, and other kitschy things you and abby had made over the last twelve days.

there's a decent stack of presents under the tree, all wrapped in ways indicative of who handled them. mike's got one more for you in his grip, and he's about to set it under the tree when abby appears from the hallway, staring him down. "what's in your hand?"

"a present. merry christmas, abs."

"is it for me?"

"no, it's for y/n. just something last minute." abby takes in the small jewelery store bag dangling from his finger, squinting her eyes.

"is it a ring?"

"what---abby, no. we've been on one date."

"i heard it went well."

"yeah, well, one date isn't grounds for marriage, good or not. jeez, why don't you go talk to y/n and stop pestering me?"

"she's changing into her christmas pajamas, something you should be doing as well. won't be fully christmas without them."

mike stands to his full height, shaking his head with an irritated, "nuh uh. not happening, sorry."

"oh come on, i spent my allowance on those pants!"

"terrible purchase," mike deadpans, beginning to move towards the kitchen when you come into the early morning light of the living room. it stops him in his tracks.

your hair rests atop your head, curly tendrils toppling over your eyes, and you look down at yourself as you notice mike staring at you. you survey for drool stains since you slept in your black camisole, and twist and turn as you scrutinize the pants on your bottom half. "a little small, but they'll do. thanks again, abby. you're really sweet," you're reaching out to pull abby into your side when you finally see mike, giving him such a bright, energized smile even though it's 7:53 in the morning. you're just so beautiful, and it nearly causes mike to lose all brain function.

"hi, mike! did you have a good shift?"

"yeah," he sighs out, tongue so dry it'd work better as tinder. he composes himself, swallowing as he jokes, "watching over animatronics is really the life."

you giggle, turning to hide your blushed cheeks and goofy, totally-crushing-very-hard grin. "well, you're employee of the century in my eyes, your picture should be everywhere! oh, speaking of pictures, abby wanted to take one with all of us in our festive pjs. mind changing real quick?"

there's no protest. mike's damn near the roadrunner with how fast he dashes in and out of his room, standing in front of you two in a white t-shirt and his reindeer pants in what feels like fifteen seconds.

abby sticks her tongue out at him, huffing and crossing her arms over her chest with an indignant head raise, but mike pays her no mind, musing, "so...a picture you said," to you as he stares into your eyes and melts like a bar of chocolate left out on a hot day.

the picture comes out cute; abby sits between you and mike, and your cheek rests against the top of her head while he keeps the two of you close to him by stretching one of his arms across your shoulderblades and pulling you in tighter. you're all smiling, perfectly poised for the shot, and mike can't help but think about how this is all he wants forever as you shriek at the custom necklace that he's gotten for you; deep yellow gold with a heart locket that had a tiny picture of him and abby inside, all of your initials carved into the metal on the other half.

"mike!"

"merry christmas, y/n."

omg i was not expecting to write this but how fucking cute. i really do love the holiday season so this is really nice. i can't believe american thanksgiving is in THREE DAYS. that's fucking NUTS!

faire's seedlings ✿

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[peachie-bumblebee]

Hi! I'm wondering if I could get a threesome headcanons (Like you did with Monty) but with Chica, please?

omg OFC love!! i adore glam chica and wish she had more love ‼️‼️

THREESOME HEADCANONS WITH GLAMROCK CHICA

NSFW MINORS DNI

SCENARIO- you (reader) and Glamrock Chica are in a relationship when she brings up the topic of a threesome with you. It’s dealers choice- she’ll share you with any of his fellow main stage animatronics.

CW: CRYING MENTIONS, HEAD PUSHING, POWER PLAY, DEGRADATION, GENERAL KINK

IF YOU PICK:

FREDDY:

bitchhh OKAYYY !!!

she definitely not opposed. he’s a total cutie for sure.

(she’s also definitely caught him staring at your ass and then pointedly lookiing away)

he’s so, so taken aback when she talks to him about it. he’s never really viewed chica as one to do this kind of stuff-

but it’s you.

so sign him up. they discuss boundaries plenty, and by the time they’re done, Freddy is almost ready for it to happen at that exact moment. can you blame him? you’re beautiful.

they take their DAMN time with you. this is absolutely an act to be savored for them, and savor it they absolutely will

like- they take their TIMEEE. they strip you together until you’ve shivering with anticipation

it’s honestly 4 hours of slowly unwinding you until you’re absolutely dripping and an incoherent mess. there’s a puddle underneath you, and your cheeks are bright red and maybe just a little tear stained

Chica LOVES the fact that his dick vibrates. she genuinely squeals in joy and he gets so embarrassed JDBSJJSBD

he is so??? taken aback by how she acts during sex??? it’s not in a bad way- he’s just like “woah. woah. woah. WOAH.” she’s giggly yet stern yet playful yet rough- it’s honestly impressive to him.

nearly has a heart attack when she whips out the neon pink glittery 10 incher. they frot IM SORRY THEY DO THEY DO IM SORRY

she bobs your head up and down on his dick 1000 million percent. her hand is at the base of your skull, pushing you just a little too deep on it before pulling you back up to breathe

she calls him adorable when he cums and he almost short circuits. when she does, there’s a low, pleased growl in his throat. when you finally do- they’re groaning and egging you on and praising you like fucking crazy.

it definitely brings them closer!! they talk and hang out much more after

and when Freddy shyly brings up wanting to do it again-

Chica is very pleased.

ROXANNE:

THE ABSOLUTE 100% DREAM TEAM.

Chica is absolutely ecstatic with this pick btw. out of everyone, i feel like (as i’m writing this) she’s closest with Roxy :3, so she’s practically skipping and twirling when you pick her

brings it up so casually LMFAOO. Roxy looks at her, blinks, and goes “when?” which absolutely delights Chica even more

i love them both so much i’m actually meowing and scratching and sobbing and putting my ass up in the air

they’re fucking destroying you like it’s a choreographed dance. your holes are done for.

Roxy is NOT putting up with any shyness. move your damn hands away from your face and open your mouth for them both ‼️

Chica would take the praise role while roxanne bullies you… i don’t make the rules (i’m writing it but i don’t i swear)

Roxanne blowing your back out while you eat chica out… brainrot. absolute brainrot.

they’d fuck and make you watch while you sit at the ground whining and shit… LORD.

if you’re a brat (i have not written enough stuff for the brat community out there) (i respect y’all sm) they are absolutely delighted to put you in your fucking place- and by god, they will. if you’re a good listener (my community 💔💔) they are absolutely delighted by that too.

either way, Roxanne is degrading you for it while Chica tells you just how adorable you are for it all

i just know they’d both jerk you off at once- it doesn’t matter what parts you have. if you have a dick they both have a hand wrapped around it. if you have a pussy Chica is three fingers in you while Roxy pinches your clit

it’s almost scary how coordinated the whole thing is. almost like they planned it JBDJSHSBSNS

like they’ve talked about it for weeks HEVSHSJJSJS ‼️‼️

after it’s all done, Roxanne is NEVER letting you rest

she sees you in the hallway and she’s SLAPPING THAT ASS AS A REMINDER, her eyes following your form before you even know she’s there

Chica is already talking to her in between shows about how she wants to put you up in her swing :> and how Roxy should help bounce you on her strap

MONTGOMERY:

the unlikely duo

if you pick Monty, he’s gonna be like “WHAT.” when she brings it up. but lord he won’t be opposed. that man likes to FUCK and he fucks what he likes and lord he likes you.

i’ve already posted about monty as your s/o and you picking Chica (check out my master list!!) but when it’s him being chosen… ooh that boosts his ego

not that it needed to be boosted (monty i adore you) (please hit up my partner he needs you so bad) but GOD. you picked him? so you like him, huh? so you want his dick?

he’s the type to ask Chica what your size and preferences are and then get you some lingere to wear for the main event ‼️‼️ Chica finds it adorable

Chica would sit you in her lap against her chest with a spreader bar tied to your legs as Monty licks up on you

he’s so so flabbergasted by Chica’s techniques and toys (if you know my writing you know my hc’s abt this) ESPECIALLY when he’s the guest. he’s basically walking into a glitter pink spencer’s back wall

Chica definetly eggs him on a little. something within me absolutely knows that she loves to ever so slightly push his buttons- just enough to have him growling into your ear as he fucks you down into the couch

if Roxy and Chica are good cop bad cop, Monty is an absolutely vicious cop at times who needs to be reminded that he is a guest by Chica- and he does listen. just barely

but god he can’t get enough of you.

and chica absolutely knows it and takes advantage of it

she’d bounce you on her strap reverse cowgirl (or boy! or them!) style to make him see how it looks while you take it. he’d be absolutely unbearably hard and at his wits end

…double penatration with a ball gag in your mouth….

afterwards, Monty is absolutely addicted to the way you feel, but much too prideful to just go up to Chica and ask to have another turn with you

don’t worry though!

Chica already knows

and if you’re up for it, she’ll watch the two of you go at it like it’s the end of the world

hope y’all enjoyed!! please comment, reblog, and request!!! it gives me so much motivation. sorry this took literally ages <3 i love yall sm!!

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[factual-fantasy]

24 asks!! :DD Thank you so much!! :}}

WAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! THIS WAS SO SWEET I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY!! JUST- THANK YOU! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!! 💖💖😭💖😭😭💖💖

@annathefenecfox

I haven't watched the episodes she's in yet.. but I love her color palette! She looks really sweet :}💚💙💛

@spinelfan11

They would run XD

@supersecretnerd

Woof, she looks like hello kitty! <XD What even is she? A squirrel..? Geez, if I ever add her to my AU, she will definitely be getting a full fur color make over- XDD

(Also thank you!! :DD)

@rubydraft (Comic in question)

YES YES! That was very much intentional! :DD And the answer lies in the fazbands!

The animatronics can scan the Fazbands and get any important information about the child they might need. Such as the child's name, age, and which parent they belong to.

The Fazbands also act as a proof of purchase. If the the animatronic scans a child and no fazband is detected, that child must be brought to an employee. As there is no current proof that the child has had their admission paid. Hence why Gregory has a red outline, he has no fazband!

The blue kids all have standard fazbands. As every kid is given when they enter the pizzaplex.

But if its your kids birthday, they are given a special fazband that has them show up differently in the animatronics scanners. This tells the animatronics that the golden kids are the birthday boys/girls! And they will address the child as such if they ever encounter them. :)

(Also there's an Easter egg in one of those panels that no ones pointed out yet.. 👀)

Oh yeah, there's a lot of em. :( But the animatronics don't have to worry about them. They have handlers to watch over them and keep angry Karen's/crowds away.

I haven't really figured out their whole schtick yet..

I think in the partial swap they haven't changed much. Although Monty is a kindler gentler Monty. With Foxy by his side he's simmered down some. And his theme is a little different than before.

Roxy I think is more of a recluse in the partial swap, like original Monty is.

As for the true swap.? I haven't really figured it all out yet. Thinking that Roxy is a golfer and Monty is a racer..? I haven't thought it all through yet <XD

@wolfie-777

Off the top of my head I have these two Minecraft wolf OCs that I made a while back :00 I cant remember any others if I happen to have them-

@itschrisboys

:D Thanks!

@wdillustration

XD I wont draw that today, but maybe sometime I'll draw him giving someone a big ol bear hug :)

@acedgola

:DD Hiii!! I use FireAlpaca! Its got some problems but at least its free! Its easy to learn but also has enough tools to be used by a professional! You can also animate with it if you have the patience to figure out how to use it XD

Overall, 7.5/10 would recommend FireAlpaca!

(Post in question)

I'm not a hardcore fan, but yes! I do love the little korbo :}} And those are some Kirby slippers I got for Christmas! :D

They're my artist hands! And I'm not sure what you mean.. 11 hands is a perfectly normal number of hands to have!

Right.?

I just imagined Glamrock Freddy having an imaginary friend that looks a lot like a purple/blue bunny.. :( 💔

@softkidlavender

My beautiful eyeballs have been known to lure people to my blog XDD (Also thank you! :DD)

@basementdregon101

:DD I'm glad you like it!! :}}}

@rockbott0m47

A fant. Its often mispronounced as "fart"

@ardent-38 (Comic in question)

WAAAA I REMEMBER THOSE TAGS!!! I SHOULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING IN THE COMMENTS- WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! IT WAS THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY AND IT STILL LIVES RENT FREE IN MY BRAIN 💖😭💖

AND THANK YOU AGAIN!! I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY GOLDEN BOYS AND MY OCTONAUTS STUFF!! WAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭💖💖💖

AAAA THANK YOU!! :DD I'm so glad you like them!! :}}}

@fizzy-stars

XD I'm glad you felt inspired by me to bring those OCs back! And I hope that bite tasted good XDD

<XD It'd be more like;

Classic Bonnie: "Dude, what happened to you?

Swap Bonnies: "😒......"

It's all fun and games until I emerge ominously in the background with a snowball the size of a car XD

Everyone starts looking through the cookies and trying to figure out which one they want. Meanwhile I push everyone aside and snag all the peanut butter ones XD

#my response #sorry to the asks that were late!😅 #octonauts #fnaf security breach #factual fam

[lovesick-feelings]

Hello how are you? I hope you are wellI could ask for a headcanon or drawing what you prefer of a yandere glamrock freddy trying to make the reader fall in love

Thank you for requesting, lovely reader! Just for you I shall do both! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° The drawing will come after these headcanons tho so look forward to that! It doesn't portray your request but think of it as the aftermath~ ≖‿≖

🧡 You'd have to be completely oblivious to not notice Glamrock Freddy’s crush favoritism on you. He isn't one for telling you straightforward. He'll take his time to prepare but bro is too shy to admit it. He tries his best to hide it from others, but it doesn’t take much for the other animatronics to see it. Or anyone, for that matter.

🧡 As a visitor, Glamrock Freddy doesn't have much time to be with you. With you coming occasionally and him being the main attraction, he tries his best to balance both. Once your guest profile is highlighted, he tries to excuse whoever he’s with to find you. When he finds you, he waves and calls your name while rushing over to you. You’re always greeted with his iconic bear hug before he bombards you with questions. How are you? What are you doing here? Have you been up to anything? His ears are wiggling from so much excitement as you talk!

🧡 He apologizes profusely when he has to go back to work. ‘ Just one more minute…’ He wishes it every time he’s reported to the stage. No matter how much you try to comfort him, he still feels sorry. His poor superstar is being strong for him. 😢 Before he leaves, he presents you with Pizzaplex gifts like coupons, merch, and free passes for his shows. Hopefully, with these, you’ll forgive him and stay a bit longer. Cheer him on in his show and he’s back to his happy self. As I said, it’s a pattern of performing and running back to be with you, so he wants to do his best to make each visit unforgettable for you.

🧡 Now, if you are an employee, he has all the free time needed to attend to you! It’s laughable how much he chases you around the pizzeria. Vanessa had gotten so tired of bringing him back. She just throws you a walkie-talkie and tells you to report back if he annoys you.

🧡 This bear's main love language is acts of service. He’s willing to do absolutely anything for you. From bringing you a fresh lunch to passing you the tools you need, he can do it all. He insists on carrying you to your next destination, no matter how short the distance is. Somehow, he’s always on time, no matter the situation. Probably because he keeps track of each task you do and the time you'll most likely do it, but you don't gotta know about that! 

🧡 Over praise everything you do. You could be sweeping up the office and he’ll appear outta nowhere to congratulate you on your hard work. He’ll pat your head and propose a 5-minute break. You could spend that time talking to him again! He often compliments your looks as well. He longingly looks at you while you are distracted. The silence of the room is broken when he tells you how beautiful you look. In fact, he could go into complete detail about how much you mean to him- I mean everyone!

🧡 Every romantic partner buys their crush gifts and Freddy brings LOTS of them. He makes it a point to leave you something every shift. He won’t leave coupons or passes, since you can enjoy all that luxury with company benefits. Instead, everytime Glamrock Freddy comes to take a quick check on you, he leaves you a plushie of him next to you as you work; as if to watch you even when he's not physically there. You have so much merch of him, you could compete with even the most hardcore collectors. Each day he leaves you beautiful orange, red, and blue flowers with a note in your locker. Each sentence is nothing but doting and encouraging words to brighten your day. 

🧡 At the end of the day (or night), all he needs is a simple smile and thank you for knowing his efforts are worth it. As selfish as it sounds, he wants to be the only one you can count on for assistance. Or anything for that matter! Not that he minds others, but he knows they won’t be as helpful as he is. Freddy can easily become overbearing if proper boundaries are not set in time.

🧡 It's up to you to ask why he's been acting so strange because, by the time, he'll confess it will be when he has you locked up in his room. When he explains how he feels around you, you already know what he was trying to say. Accept his confession and he'll be ecstatic! Nothing much will change besides his clinginess being cranked up. He can't help but give surprise hugs and call you sweet nicknames.

🧡 Rejection will leave him devastated. There were so many obvious reasons why you couldn't be together, but he can't help but feel like he's gone wrong somewhere. He tells you if he can't be your lover, then you can still be friends, but you can hear a hint of sadness as he says it. He still aids and talks to you whenever you can. However, something has been off with him. He gently scolds his friends and other employees for leaving mistakes you have to fix despite it never being a problem in the past. It turns into more little things like how they approach you. When you approach him about his behavior, he apologizes for it. He offers you to come to his room later where he can explain things better. Will you take him up on his offer?

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[yanderes-galore]

Can I request a yandere romantic concept of Funtime Freddy with a animatronic reader who avoids him like crazy cause she’s scared of him?

I can try, I don't usually do animatronic darlings so I'll make this story take place where Funtime Freddy made you haunt an animatronic, which is why you're scared of him Chose Female because you said she. The only one possessed here is you.

"Yandere!" Funtime Freddy with Animatronic! Darling

Pairing: "Romantic" (Nothing about this is Romantic, that's just what he thinks)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Murder/Death, Possession, Sadism, Manipulation, False sense of security, Funtime Freddy being himself, Blood mention, Violence, This is just another horror concept, Forced "relationship"/companionship.

I feel this would be another case of Funtime Freddy getting too rough with his newest "toy".

When he first met you he saw you as the newest "Birthday Girl" to play around with.

Unfortunately, as we all know, Funtime Freddy is not the most careful with his toys.

Funtime Freddy finds joy in pushing his Birthday Girl to the brink, but it's so hard to stop after that!

Even when Bon Bon tells him not to... maybe Funtime Freddy goes too far.

He breaks his newest you, his beautiful cupcake.

As a result he heads to the back of the Sister Location and tries an idea.

He'll use your agony to bring you back in a springlock suit.

That's how you become an animatronic.

Funtime Freddy always coos over you when he sees you in your new robotic form.

He's disappointed his cupcake won't be as vulnerable anymore.

After all he did enjoy it when you pooled red at times.

But you being an animatronic opens up so many more possibilities now!

Of course you're going to be scared of him.

After all, he is the reason you're trapped with all the rest of the sentient animatronics in this place.

Funtime Freddy essentially killed you, then brought you back, all so he can play with you all over again in your own personal hell.

Obviously this means you try to hide yourself away as much as possible.

But it isn't long until Funtime Freddy finds you again.

He no doubt teases you to invoke more fear in you.

He even taunts you, referring to you as his "girlfriend" all while he torments you.

While there is times he decides to calm down and act like an affectionate "friend" to you, that's mostly due to Bon Bon.

Funtime Freddy making you an animatronic does not sound like a "fun-time" at all.

Soon enough, human feelings may not even occur within you anymore.

Maybe you're even forget who you are, instead only answering to the animatronic name you're given.

Now you definitely aren't getting away from Funtime Freddy.

You're still his toy, his precious cupcake, his Birthday Girl...

He still plans to break you... put you back together... then do it all over again... a sick game you two share....

He claims it's his way of love... but we all know it's nothing close to that word.

#yandere five nights at freddy's #yandere fnaf #yandere fnaf sister location #yandere funtime freddy

[spriggansorciere]

Moon’s Melatonin Method | Moon

art belongs to ChlorenW from twitter

smut, non-con/rape, profanity/graphic language somnophilia, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex female receiving, tentacle penis, (test run, not permanent) yandere tendencies, overstimulation, dubious consent

“Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.”

summary: You live with the curse of insomnia, and you absolutely hate it. Sun has graciously gifted you a bed in the daycare to make sure you are well rested and not cranky for work. Since you can’t sleep you decide to see what the security guard Sombra is up to, and from there it goes downhill. A certain animatronic of the dark confesses his feelings for you and he never plans to let you go.

author’s note: the moon having a tentacle thing isn’t a permanent writing choice, it’ll be a sort of every now and then choice. To clarify also, Sombra is my OC.

Thank you for 38 followers! I love and feel grateful for each and every one of you and glad you’ve joined along with my adventure.

It was closing time already and you were still just as wide awake as you were during the day as your job as a daycare attendant here at the pizzaplex. The funny thing was, you were much more tired during the day than you ever were at night. Thanks to your fucking insomnia it was almost impossible to sleep. The most you really slept was four hours when you got home, but the moment you crashed on one of the red sofas up at the entrance of the daycare you were out like a light.

When it was your bed at your own apartment it was a whole different story, and now you didn't want to go.

Just as anyone who knew you suspected, you were slouching on the sofa, scrolling through your phone as your roommate Monica promised to pick you up today. Her last text was five minutes ago, to which you quickly responded that you had just finished helping Sun clean up the daycare. She said that she would message you when she got to the pizzaplex, and that you should sit tight. That was her text back just now and you simply gave her an okay with a thumbs up emoji.

"Hey, what are you doing up here?" Sun asks in his usual cheerful tone as he drums his fingers together with that permanent big smile of his.

"Oh, hey Sun." You reply with a smile of your own, sitting up on properly rather than slouching now. "My ride said she'd text me when she'll get here, so for now I'm waiting."

"Oh, okay!" He then takes a seat next to you as he places a hand on your shoulder. "You know, I asked the management team to get you a bed up where I rest."

Your jaw nearly drops as you gasp, "Sun, you shouldn't have!" Sun really shouldn't have. You having a bed here practically meant you were marrying your job.

"It's no big deal! I notice you get kind of tired so you can always take a nap while the babies are sleeping too! And we can stay up late and tell stories! I can even sleep with you in your bed if you want!" Sun says as he was giddy with excitement just thinking about the endless possibilities.

You couldn't help but quietly giggle, the bright animatronic taking a look at you in response.

"Sounds like lots of fun, Sun." To your enthusiastic statement, Sun gives you a warm embrace.

Now all that was left was to tell Monica that you changed your mind.

After all was said and done, and you convinced Monica enough that you wanted to spend the night, you now laid in your new bed.

Sun hadn't fallen asleep yet, but the idea of Sun actually convincing management to get you a bed here was a little hard to believe. You weren't the first one who slept here, you knew the security guard Sombra had a knack for passing out on her own mattress after her graveyard shift was up. She was too tired to make the voyage back to her apartment.

"Are you excited for tomorrow? All the cute kids and super adorable babies are going to be there!" Sun says as a matter of factly, but it was one of those obvious moments where you were going to deal with a bunch of whiny brats and crying babies who cried over everything they wanted since they couldn't speak yet.

"Yeah, I guess." You sigh as you clutch the bed sheet, tossing your head back on the pillow. "So long as the usual bratty troublemakers don't come by tomorrow."

"Awww, don't be like that! They're just kids, you know? They have no idea how to behave just yet! That's why they're growing!" Sun chirps as you couldn't resist a smile with a pair of rolled eyes to boot. "Besides, were you a good kid growing up all the time." You turn to Sun and shook your head, Sun poking your forehead. "See! We still gotta grow up to be a better person!"

And before you knew it, Sun was out like a light, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Even with the daycare's theme no longer audible and the lights were off outside the daycare, you couldn't go to sleep on your new bed. Sure, it was comfy and you felt like you were sinking but you simply couldn't get yourself to sleep.

You slowly sat up, careful not to make too much noise to wake up the sleeping animatronic next to you. You smile as you inch yourself out of the mattress and take a dive down into the ball pit.

Sombra was obviously awake, so maybe you could talk to her enough to tire yourself out.

It wasn't that long of a walk, as you rattle your knuckles a couple times on the door, the security guard flinching before she takes a look at the rectangular skinny window. She gives you a warm smile as she gets up out of the chair and presses a button to open the door.

"You scared me, I thought you were Monty!" Sombra nervously laughs, twirling a strand of her raven hair.

You've heard the rumors of Monty purposely trying to get into her office when a wicked spell enchanted the alligator's mind and provoked him to attack the poor security guard. Last time you heard of this from Vanessa was that Monty managed to break the door and claw at her arm, leaving three slashes across her left arm. There was more to the story, but Vanessa couldn't get any more than that. Of course no one else was suppose to know but Vanessa and management, but she figured since she saw you and Sombra interacting that you had a better chance to get more out of her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." You reply sheepishly as you stare at the nice wrap of bandages surrounding her arm tightly. You couldn't help but stare as you slowly approach her, placing a thumb on the middle of her bandaged arm. "Did Monty do this to you?!"

Sombra sighs, she wasn't a good liar but then again she wasn't going to lie to you. "Yeah, he did. I was attempting to rush myself out of my office after he broke the door down, and had no choice but use my Fazer Blast to stun him . . . I didn't expect him to break out of the grasp and he angrily scratched me." Sombra swallows hard, clearly all of this was hard for her to say and remember.

You take a look at her buttoned up shirt, realizing how all the buttons were closed up. Usually, the first couple were popped open, so maybe Monty might've bruised her too.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you relive those horrible moments." You quietly say as Sombra laughs, approaching the door and pressing the button to close it again.

"Nah, it's all good. I've been a security guard for five years now, so I'm used to getting hurt. Besides, my next paycheck is gonna have a great bonus!" Her tired oceanic eyes gaze upon

yours. "Can't sleep either huh?"

"Yeah, insomnia's a real bitch." You groan as you approach her chair and take a seat, almost slouching on it.

"Are you pulling a graveyard shift too?" Sombra asks as she walks up to her desk, proceeding to take a look at the cameras to make sure none of the animatronics were trapped in the horrific mind spell.

"Oh! No I'm not, but that would be useful wouldn't it? Getting paid to stay awake. I guess Sun convinced the management team to get me a mattress here, but it's no use. Regardless if it's the softest, greatest mattress in the universe, I can't sleep at night." You groan, turning to look at Sombra. "Sounds horrible doesn't it?"

"It is horrible," Sombra agrees, taking a jar of pink gummies and handing you the jar. "As someone with the curse of insomnia as well, I choose to work graveyards because of it, oddly enough I sleep better during the day. You can take two, they're melatonin gummies."

You used to take sleep medication, but now the pills did nothing. Melatonin gummies did their job every now and then, and God you didn't want to be cranky and sleepy tomorrow at the daycare so it was worth a shot. "Thank you Sombra." You take two and immediately chew.

"No problem," Sombra then switches over to the air vents to check on them as well. " . . . Huh."

"What?" You ask from where you sat.

Sombra points at the layout of the air vents, settled on one in particular that was flashing red. "This vent right here doesn't have the proper air flow in it. Absolutely nothing or no one is suppose to be in the vents . . ." She clicks on the vent as she frowns. "The only people allowed to go through them are me and Vanessa, but she left early."

You swallow. You had your assumptions that it was Monty but didn't want to frighten her enough than she probably already was. "So then . . . Does that mean . . ."

Sombra groans, rubbing her temples as she shook her head. "Yeah, it's probably Monty. I was fucking hoping it wasn't him but here we go." Her body started to quiver before it could immobilize itself with her own growing fear. "Are you going to be okay in here? I'm going to have to investigate." Sombra declares.

You nod almost immediately. "Y-Yeah! I'll be fine right here Sombra, don't worry about me! If you want, I can tag along and help." You offer.

Sombra's eyes meet yourself for a brief moment before she shook her head. "Thank you, but I'll manage. Besides, should anything bad happen," she shows you her Fazwatch on her wrist. "I can always call Freddy!" A big smile grows on her lips as she pushes the button to open the door. "Since the occurrence with Monty happened, management gifted me unlimited power to keep these doors closed and the lights on.

She points at a conveniently located blue button on her desk. "If you're in any sort of danger and need me, just press that button and I'll be back as soon as possible." She gives you one last smile as you approach the door, pressing the button again to close it. "I'll be right back!" she hollers from the other side before disappearing.

After she fades away from your vision, you take a seat at her desk and proceed to stare at the vents. The once orange blinking particular vent had moved elsewhere, and confusion flooded your very being. You weren't aware of where all these vents were located, but you hoped it was nothing. Maybe it was Sombra, and she managed to find her way inside and fix whatever was bothering the vent.

You stare at a couple of buttons next to her keyboard and decide to flip over to the cameras. Chica was digging through trash again as Roxy was gushing over herself in the mirror as usual. You flip to more cameras, looking over at Sun sleeping peacefully. You couldn't help but smile at the sight and before you switched over to the vents again, loud thumping is heard above your head.

You slowly look up, backing away from the desk as you call out, "S-Sombra?"

No response.

Your gut was begging you to edge away from the office, and no matter how much you trembled and how your legs felt like jelly, you approach the door. Your hand hovers above the open button, prepared to hit it once the person had made themselves known. You swallow in anticipation, watching as the vent's cover was slammed open. It was then you knew it wasn't Sombra.

You quickly make a run for it, the adrenaline rush kicking in as you made a random trip somewhere. Down the stairs, around corridors, into random rooms, anywhere to get away.

You almost make your way back to the daycare, but then found that idea foolish as that was the place you were most likely expected to run to. Your heart was pounding so fast you couldn't think, you just allowed your legs to take you away.

Finally, you land yourself at one of the closets nearby and lock it as much as you can—with a few furniture pieces blocking the door. Slowly, you edge yourself away from the door and begin to approach the cabinets and whatever was in this room. Luckily one of the first things you found was a Fazwatch. You quickly snatched it up and snapped it onto your wrist.

You check through the cameras, and the first thing you check was the daycare to make sure Sun was okay. Sure enough, he was still sleeping.

Next was Sombra, which you couldn't even begin to think where she had gone, and absolutely nothing was leading you to her.

Perhaps Freddy knew, so you began to click the button that allowed you to call Freddy to your side. It was then, the sinking realization that this was Sombra's Fazwatch had hit you. You spam the button like crazy, hissing into the watch.

"Freddy! Freddy, are you there?! I think Sombra's in trouble and something crawled out the vent in her office! Please she needs help!"

A dark chuckle erupts from above as you recognized it all too well like the silly laughter of Sun.

"Naughty girl. Naughty girl. It's past your bedtime."

You wince from where you stood as you numbly look up at the ceiling, watching as the dark animatronic lowers himself down into the room. His bright searing scarlet eyes beaded with the lust they held for you. The permanent smile carved into his face was absolutely wicked, and the way he bounced around excitedly as he realized now he had you all to himself. Finally.

" . . . I'm an insomniac. You of all people should know that—how the hell are you here! Don't you and Sun share a body?" Your breathing was rigid, and your chest was tightening up and it was becoming hard to breathe.

Moon chuckles again, something he loved to do so much. "Not anymore. I couldn't stand another second hosting a body with him anymore. After all, I can't handle being apart from you for so long! You're mine and mine only . . ." His breathing was exasperated, revealing his feral tendencies and being very unhinged in your presence. "I'm sure you've noticed, Starlight."

Of course you noticed. Sun constantly muttering to himself—or rather Moon . . . telling him to stop trying to take control, and to stop letting his thoughts intrude. You've noticed how frustrated Sun had been growing throughout the day and Moon was practically overpowering him. And now it's all led to this.

You say nothing, and Moon realizes that you're not going to say anything. "I can't take it anymore. I can't breathe, think or even live without having you there. You are all I want, and I've finally got you right where I want you."

And before you could make a run for it, Moon had flashed in front of you and slammed you up the wall, your back side of your body greeted with bursts of pain.

"And I honestly don't plan on ever letting you go."

Moon had Sun to thank for that, but he wasn't just about to let Sun in on his dark little fantasies. Closing off any unnecessary space between you two, Moon leans closer, breathing down your neck as he huskily whispers, "Do you know how beautiful you are? It's truly distracting." You feel his fingers touching up on your body.

"Where's Sombra." You demand, allowing your anger to bleed out in those mere two words.

Moon tilts his head as his eyes flicker and simmer into your soul. "Wouldn't you like to know? But since I don't want you worrying and being distracted  from the gracious present, I'll tell you. She's in Monty's Gator Golf where she belongs. You see, Monty and I made a deal. Monty gets his precious sweet Sombra and in return I get to have you." He drags out his last four words that his voice almost sounds rusty.

Your eyes widen as you fought back the urge to shove him, beat him up, do absolutely anything in rage. "M-Moon, how could you . . .?! Sombra didn't have to suffer because of me! She tried to protect us!" You say with your voice shaky, causing your words to almost stutter.

"A small price to pay," Moon says dully, grasping the fabric of your clothes. "Now then, how shall I go along with your punishment?" And before you could react, Moon had ripped the Fazwatch off of you and threw it behind him to gather. He then gets on his knees, staring at your pajama pants as he grips the waistband.

You flinch as Moon moves down, and you knew running out of a situation like this was not an option.  If you did, you knew Moon would give you a punishment worse than what he was planning to do right now. So, you silently submit.

He dents his fingers down into your pajama pants as he pulls them down with ease, allowing his knuckles to caress your legs. You shiver at his touch as you could feel his crimson red eyes traveling back up to your waist as he grins at your panties. They were plain and average but he didn't care. Moon slides both his thumbs across the lower cuts to your underwear as he reaches your lower lips. His body was quivering in excitement as he couldn't wait to have you entirely.

"M-Moon, p-please don't . . ." You whimper, gasping at the freezing coldness of his fingers, wincing once you felt his fingers on that particular area of your body.

He chuckles over your protests as he quickly pulls your panties down to bunch up with your pajama pants. You could feel his breathing tickling on the surface of your clit as his tongue swarms in his mouth as he couldn't wait to taste you.

Wrapping his arms around your waist, he plants his face down towards your legs and allows his tongue to swarm in between them. You couldn't help but let out a gasp as his tongue continues to brush up on your clit and feel every intricate detail there was about your secreted spot. Before you knew it, you felt something cold and wet prod into your insides as it almost fills you. Your eyes widen as a little squeak escapes your lips.

Moon's tongue lavishes all around every wall and inside of you to savor your unlimited juices for him. You tasted so good and Moon's legs were trembling with every ecstatic jolt. He was so elated with the fact that he was finally going to claim you as his tonight.

His tongue was thrusting roughly inside of you, swarming up and hitting your walls as you couldn't help but keel over and grip his shoulders, whimpering down his face. "O-Oh God, Moon!" Without thinking, you begin to sway your hips erotically to have Moon as close as possible—surprisingly his tongue felt good inside of you.

That smile of his only grew wider with the pride that was held deeply within his body. He quickens his pace while his thumb rubs at your clit and help you with drawing close to your orgasm. Everything tightened up deliciously deep inside of you as your legs were shaking uncontrollably, your stomach swelling. Before long, you came inside Moon's mouth as he savors every drop you had to offer. You release a breathy sigh of ultimate euphoria, and before you could properly recover from it, Moon had scooped you up and made his way to the red sofa in this room. His bells jingling along with every step he took.

You were too dazed from your little climax to realize that your pants and underwear slid off of you during the voyage to the sofa. Moon places you down the sofa and looks down at your clit and hole. It all made him so excited that you were wide open and wet for him, inviting Moon in.

He drags out his chuckle as his fingers rub at your clit before inserting a digit inside of you. Your eyes widen at the absurdly long length of his finger prodding inside of you. Your face grows hot as your thoughts are restless with the endless possibilities of how Moon fell for you—how lust drove him to do this to you. "Look at you, Starlight. All wet and slippery from me indulging in your heat . . ." He pumps his finger in and out, in and out, adding another finger as you cry out. He didn't give attention to one spot, he would move his fingers around and touch every little area that was missing of his touch before pumping a little faster.

You grip the end of the couch cushion tightly as Moon hovers above you, his red eyes beaming down on you, showcasing you as the star of his show. While you were squirming with his touch, Moon lowers his free hand down to your chest, his bells jingling furiously as he tears at your shirt with such ease.

Panting, you feel the cold air hit your exposed body as you stare at your bra before staring at Moon. "D-Do you really want me to be naked?" You ask, tearing at the last bits of your shirt.

Moon only nods, his little growls escape his mouth as you and him work on unfastening your bra and throwing it on the ground. You hate to admitted this, but you're glad Moon is the animatronic who grew deep dark feelings for you. You saw it coming from the moment he drew near you every time the lights went off, when he would secretly watch as you as you left the daycare.

And now it's all led to this.

Finally, Moon withdrew his fingers and tastes you off of them. He grins as he grunts under his breath with every tremble. " . . . I can't contain myself any longer, I need to be inside . . ." His rusty voice almost says at a whisper as he works with the fabric of his baggy pants and pulls them off, a wet slither moves around as your eyes widen, casting down and look at the sight of a deep ultramarine blue tentacle in place of where that should be. You didn't expect an animatronic having genitalia in the first place!

Moon catches you staring as his grin widens, beginning to rub himself in front of his eyes, causing you to throb with desire. "I'm wet for you, Starlight~." He declares as he lowers his tentacle down on top of your clit as it rubs around, sweetly making you wet before the tip moves down to your entrance, prodding itself to indulge deeply in you. You gasp as Moon's tentacle lewdly collides with your own wetness as it wriggles around deep inside you. Moon exhales happily as his hands lock with yours, his hips beginning to move with a newfound rhythm.

Your face reddens up as you were embarrassed with the wet sound of your sex, so much so that you were whimpering. "S-So dirty!" You cry out as Moon could only chuckle at your words and continue to thrust in and out of you, his tentacle swarming around and hitting delicate spots of yours when he pulled out, then pushing back inside of you.

"Yessss . . . But you love it. You absolutely love the way it rubs deep in your insides! It feels good doesn't it?" Gently, he places hands on your hips and moves your body so you're resting sideways, throwing your leg over his shoulder as he leans down towards you and allows his thrusting to become rough, his tentacle slithering around addictively.

You wince at the stretching pain that wallows in your leg as you pant, feeling his fingers rubbing on your breast, his finger and thumb pinching and twisting at your nipple. The sofa creaks with Moon's swift thrusting as your moans and his groans fill the room you're both in. Now both your legs wrap fiercely around his waist to deepen his thrusts as you both kiss, your arms wrapping around his back as your fingers dent into his back.

Moon's tentacle withdraws from being inside you as it begins to rub your clit again, moving all around to touch and make you wet. Your legs tremble at the teasing. It simply wasn't enough.

"M-Moon, please!" You cry, wanting him to fuck you with that tentacle. "Please!"

He smirks in delight of you wanting him in such a sexual way. It was such an erotic sight to see you wriggling beneath him in frustration and wanting him to be inside of you. "Please, what Starlight~?" He huskily breathes down your neck.

You whine as you numbly stroke at Moon's tentacle, attempting to get that slippery thing back inside of you.

"Please! I want you inside of me—it feels so good!" You gasp as the tip prods at your entrance teasingly.

Moon chuckles as he flips the both of you over, his right leg hanging out of the sofa as he places you on top of him. "Well? Let's see how true your words are, Starlight. Go on, mount me and ride me!" He commands.

You blush, moving yourself upward as his tentacle slithers upward to rub at your clit, causing you to tremble. He keeps his hands on your waist to avoid you from falling over as you submerge his tentacle back deep inside of you. Your loud cry of pleasure erupts as your hips begin to sway back and forth, allowing his tentacle to swim deliciously inside of you. He felt so so good inside of you that you were bouncing up and down on Moon's tentacle. You were a moaning mess as you could feel the red glow down your body and Moon was groaning with the passion of your sex.

He grips your hips tighter, potentially bruising them as he watches his goddess at work, throwing his head back and relish in the way you moved him erotically inside of you. "Come here, Starlight. Bring your body down here so I can kiss you."

You obey your beloved Moon as your bodies press against each other, his tentacle continuing to thrust in and out of you faster as you kiss him, feeling his tongue swarm into your mouth as your tongues touch each other before caressing each other. A bigger swell of pleasure grows deep inside of you as you break the kiss, practically screaming out in pleasure as Moon fiercely wraps his arms around your waist, and before either of you two knew it, your climax erupted, Moon cumming deep inside of you.

For a while, the two of you stay on the sofa as you are exhausted with the pleasure. You lay there on Moon as he watches you submit to slumber. He knew that the melatonin was kicking in the moment you began to ride him, as he grins. He couldn't help himself, he felt so good inside of you. Carefully, he gently places you down the couch. Even sleeping, you looked so beautiful, and tempting.

"Forgive me, Starlight . . . I can't contain myself."

Delicately, the animatronic begins thrusting again, groaning lowly as he loved the way your climaxes made his thrusting sloppy. The wet sound of it driving him to thrust faster as he licks at one of your breast before taking it in your mouth and sucking on it. His thrusts become rougher as the sofa thuds with every thrust, and before he knew it, he had came again, unable to continue as he laid on you for a while.

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When you woke up again, you were no longer at the room. Because of that, you thought it was all a dream. But when you sat up and were slammed with the pain that made your body sore, you knew last night was real.

The clothes on your body were new and clean as you looked around to examine where you were placed. You were back on your new bed as you quickly rush yourself out and dive into the ball pit.

Sun turns to look at you as he rushes up to you. "Hey! You're finally awake! We had to temporarily close for the day because there's a problem with the vents again." He tells you.

You climb out as you turn to look at him. "How did I get here?" You ask.

Sun tilts his head in confusion. "What do you mean, you've always been here!"

"Where's Sombra?" You ask, remembering her too.

"She's in her office if you want to see her."

You nod and rush out of the daycare and make the voyage to her office again. Never in your life have you ever ran so fast as you threw yourself in her office, relieved to see her turn to look at you.

"Oh! Thank goodness you're alright!" Sombra declares, getting up on her feet as she rushes over to you to give you a hug.

"Never mind about me, Sombra are you—" you then stare at the long sleeved clothing of hers, and sigh, realizing Monty got to her as well. " . . . I'm just glad I get to see you."

Sombra nods as she releases herself from the embrace as she takes her seat on her couch. "Guess the pizzaplex gave us both a day to recover huh?" Sombra says weakly with a nervous laugh.

Deep down, you knew what she meant as you took a seat next to her, the pair of red eyes watching you from some other part of the pizzaplex.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #moon #fnaf moon #moondrop #moon x reader #moon x you #slight somno #fnaf sb #fnaf sb x reader #moondrop x reader #fnaf smut #security breach smut #security breach #fnaf moon animatronic

[happysadyoyo]

Part 3 of the whump fic I'm working on. Part 1 is here (with @pillowspace's cute art cause I'm still not over it), and part 2 is here.

TW for talking about kidnapping.

Pretty sure we'll be hitting the big whump in the next bit. It's been a lot of setup so far, sorry.

You debate going to work anyway. After all, what could the powers that be do, deny you entry and your $30+ ticket fee? Except you don't have a child, and the daycare, or at least the Attendant, is pretty strict about adults hanging around, especially if they don't have kids there themselves.

And if you break the loop this go around (you will, you will), then you could use the cash. You linger on the thought of after. If there's no fire, would Sun and Moon want to stay at the daycare? Or maybe you could all move someplace far away from all of this, to the beach or the mountains, someplace beautiful for the animatronic who has never even seen the real sun or moon.

Yeah, something like that would be nice. So you don't go, not wanting to waste your money when you know there's still a couple months before the fire and you have plenty of time to figure things out.

You're still very excited once your forced time off is over, and you get to work early, scanning through one of the back doors since everything else is still shuddered. You'd been in such a hurry you forgot to even tie your shoes, resulting in a spectacular fall when you enter the brightly lit daycare. "Sunny! Shi---" You barely catch yourself from smashing your face into the rubber floor. Okay, yes, it's time to tie your shoes. Or maybe invest in some velcro ones since you keep forgetting.

"Hello, you're here! Are you all right?" It was infuriatingly endearing how Sun could bound so easily across the daycare in three, four strides to bend over and offer you a hand. He seemed so normal too; you take that hand and use it to propel yourself up and into a hug. "Ah, well, I've missed you too Sunshine!" Sun hesitates before hugging you back, and you withdraw slowly, looking him over.

"How're things while I was gone? You look okay." You're reluctant to let him pull away entirely, hands on his forearms well after he'd let go. He did look okay. No children's doodles or sticky handprints, just the usual dings and scrapes from daily wear and tear. You'd like to help buff everything out and clean him up, but...

"Everything was fine," he says, and you know he's lying. But nothing you say will get him to admit it.

You trail after him while he prepares for the day, peppering him with questions about the previous few days, but he's evasive. It's not until you ask about Moon that he stops.

"I really appreciate your concern," he says, rays pulled in ever so slightly, "but talking about Moony is... hard. The children will be here soon, so please. Let's just have a Fazerrific day."

"Does he know I miss him at least?" you ask, and when Sun turns away without an answer, you grab his hand. "Sunny. I'm your friend. You can tell me anything. You know that right?"

There's a moment of hesitation before Sun lays a hand over yours, adjusting your hold so your hands are cupped in his. "Starlight," he says, voice very very soft as he stares at your hands. "You need to take care of yourself first. We'll be okay."

"But---" You won't. The words die as Sun pulls away, and you find yourself tearing up despite everything. That's so close to the Sun you knew, the Sun you fell for, but it's not. Because he doesn't trust you enough to share his pain.

Sun opens the doors to let the first kids of the day in, and you wipe furiously at your face, trying to shake off the feeling settling uncomfortably in your stomach like lead.

-*-*-*-*-

Hiding in the janitor's closet, waiting for the pizzaplex to fully close makes you feel a little dumb, but here you are regardless, tucked away with the mops and bleach. It smells vaguely of chlorine; you're trying not to think too hard about what you might be inhaling.

You decide to check the news on your phone instead. Strange, but you hadn't really looked at the local news before. Everything had been so centered on you, on the Attendant, on this little bubble of the world, that you genuinely had no idea what was going on elsewhere. You open the local news site, leaning back as you scroll.

Twins Missing from Beds, age 9 Latest Disappearances of Children, No Leads Found Says Detectives The Pied Piper Strikes Again

The three articles are clustered together, the twins being the oldest story from right around when you started working at the daycare. You tap the newest one first, skimming initially, only to pause and restart when you catch the name Freddy.

...Ms. Spencer reports that she lost her daughter shortly after picking her up from Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex's daycare service. She says they had stopped to use the restroom and when she finished, her daughter was gone...

There's a picture of the daughter, and your gut, already dropping, went cold. You know this girl. She had the biggest crush on the Attendant and would constantly carry this handmade plush of 'Eclipse', a sort of pseudo-original character she claimed was Sun and Moon together.

You remember Ms. Spencer too. She always looked tired but happy with her little girl. You don't remember what she did, just that she explained Eclipse was named after they saw an actual eclipse together a couple years ago. She'd fallen asleep and dropped the plush, so you had chased after them to return it.

Laura. The girl's name was Laura.

Is! Is Laura. This Pied Piper person wasn't murdering them, as far as the article said. The kids were just missing, and Laura disappeared---yesterday. She disappeared yesterday while you'd been at home daydreaming. No, it's fine. She's only recently gone and

You click on the other articles, a perverse sense of relief hitting you when you see the other four victims weren't kidnapped from the Pizzaplex, though you do recognize another name from an old roster and one of the boys is wearing a Roxy shirt. The oldest article, the twins, was almost two months ago. You didn't like what that probably meant, so you pushed the thoughts away. There was plenty more to worry about.

Like maybe that figure skulking about was the Pied Piper?

You leave the closet well after close, squinting as your eyes adjusted to actual light and not just being blinded by your phone. You check for Vanessa before making your way to the bathrooms by the daycare. Maybe there was some clue left behind?

It's quiet without the noise of the kids and parents and music all at once. Of course, it'd been like that before, but now, knowing that a child went missing, was kidnapped, here... or maybe you were just gone too many days in a row and forgot how it felt. You're just being paranoid. When you get to the bathrooms, you peek inside, then slip in, holding the door so it doesn't slam shut. The lights flicker on from your movement.

It's clean. Of course it is. The janitorial staff wasn't particularly large, but they always did a sweep at the end of the day. You don't know what you were expecting really. Crime scene tape? Those little number placards placed next to a puddle of blood? You probably should lay off the true crime for a bit, you decide, even as you check each stall. There's a wet floor sign hanging out in the far back, and you give him a little pat on the head. It's hard not to feel affectionate towards the little guys.

Would Sun and Moon be annoyed if you took one of the signs home with you both after the fire? Or maybe they're like guinea pigs and need more than one.

You're getting a little too distracted now.

At this last stall, you do actually notice something. The ceiling tile above the toilet is askew. Not much, just enough that you thought there was a bit of mold before you realized that it's just the blackness showing through. "Excuse me," you say to the sign, hearing its little wheels scrabble for purchase on the wet tile so it can watch you clamber onto the toilet and push the tile further out of the way. You have to take off your sweater and toss it up first before you can climb onto the metal pipe at the back of the toilet and pull yourself up.

You manage to support your weight on the tracks holding the tiles up, peeking down. "Don't tell anyone I'm up here, okay? This isn't dumb. Vanessa said there's someone sneaking around here and now there's a kidnapper. So maybe they set the fire. Maybe they're using the pizzaplex to track victims and they got greedy with Laura.

You try not to linger on the if I was working this wouldn't have happened. If Sun wasn't struggling, if if if

You also try not to think about the fact the daycare had been dark when you passe by again.

You turn the flashlight on your phone before dragging the tile back in place. It's dark now, musty smelling, and your heart is in your throat. You tie your sweater around your waist and start to crawl, looking for... something. You don't know what just yet. But you will.

#time loop au #dca #fnaf dca #daycare attendant #fnaf daycare attendant #'the big whump' lol more like I'm gonna finally get the metaphorical claws out #all of this is setup for vanny and co

[axailslink]

What kind of fair date are they?

A/n: I know it's no longer fair date season (at least not where I live) but I just have to do it in honor of valentine's day coming up but that has nothing to do with this fic anyways enjoy.

Riri williams 🤎

(Definitely eats all the sweets and complains about it later.)

Riri has stopped for every food or sweet related truck since you both arrived and you're not upset but oh she's going to be later when she's throwing up and calling you. While Riri focuses on what you're both going to eat you're currently tossing rings around these dumb fucking glass milk bottles hoping to get her a teddy or something to take home. You've been at it for ten minutes now you probably spent more money here than for the bracelets on both your wrists but you're determined. You smell something sweet behind you and that's all you need to know that tells you that it's Riri. She places a gentle peck on your lips as you continue tossing the plastic rings "what'd you get me?" She shrugs "nachos and got myself cotton candy I'm not all that hungry" you nod as you finally toss your last ring. "Not hungry or full of the ice cream you bought earlier?" Riri laughs and shrugs "I'll regret it later right now eat one of these nachos" Riri carefully lifts one to your mouth and you eat it. "Fucking weirdo" you comment as you chew it and return to the tossing game. "Fucking loser" she replies seeing as you suck at this whole ring tossing game thing.

Shuri Udaku 🤎

(wins all the booth games and gives you the teddies she wins because you claimed you never got one from the fair.)

Shuri has stacked up on the amount of teddy bears she's won for you she's damn near played every set up game here. At first you were flattered but now you're wondering where the hell you're going to put all of these plushies and teddy bears. "My love I think we should go now..." Shuri shrugs "I have one more game one more plush to win. "You've won damn near everything I think you've made your point" Shuri sighs "you told me you could never win the crooked games at the fair so I'm going to win everyone. Can you let me do that for you?" You can't help but smile and shake your head "we're going to be here all fucking night" you sigh and sit on the edge of the booth "but go ahead I enjoy watching you spend your money." Shuri rolls her eyes and laughs.

Rosalie Otterbourne 🤎

Pretty girl refuses to get on any of the rides but loves anything that will possibly get her wet or dirty (rides the animatronic bull) *let's just imagine she went to a fair in our time you know since her character is based in like the 1930s*

Rosie does not know how to have fun she's been stuck to you like glue since you've arrived she's more attracted to the set up booths than the actual rides. You've finally managed to pull her away from the set up booths you can see she's bored but she says nothing as she carefully walks over the grass trying not to scuff her shoes. Her eyes finally catch something that grabs her attention quickly "hold this" Rosalie leaves you with her wallet as she hurriedly goes over to the woman controlling the bull you sigh and follow behind. When you catch up she's already on the bull holding onto the rope you pay the woman as you put her name on the list and watch. Rosalie's beautiful smile is quick to return to her face as the woman turns the bull on. It starts slow first and she's easily holding on with one hand but it's quick to speed up and you're just laughing as she struggles to keep on but she's not letting go easily. She's glancing at you while the bull is going back and forth wildly causing her hair to unpin. After a while the bull moves erratically causing her to finally fall but she's quick to get up and laugh it off. You shake your head as she walks over and hugs you laughing in your ear. "You should go next" you shake your head "absolutely not" she pulls you towards the bull "yes! C'mon have fun show me how long you can ride the bull" she winks at you and you nod. "Oh you want to see how long I can ride?" She nods "yeah show me a little something something" she shakes her shoulders and you laugh watching her as she pulls you to the woman.

Jamie Harrison 🤎

Tries hard to win you teddies but is kind of a sore loser so you win them for her instead will she act completely pissed yeah? Will she cherish that teddy for life? Absolutely.

Jamie has won nothing it's amusing to watch her try so hard then win nothing in return. You enjoy watching her little fits afterwards she's mumbling curses and rubbing her hands together. She sees you laughing and she's quick to cock her brow "what? You can do better?" You nod "baby I can do best pick a game any game." Jamie walks over to the balloon popping game and you sigh "I fucking hate this game" Jamie smiles and kisses your cheek "for good luck smartass" you pay the man and he hands you three darts. "Alrighty miss you get three darts and three chances to get three of the same color but since you're so pretty how about you get any three of them colors I give you a small prize?" You laugh "nah I'm aiming for a big one for my girl" the guy nods and moves out of the way. With ease you pop three red balloons and Jamie's a sore fucking loser as she watches you give her the plush she was supposed to give you instead. "I don't like you" you laugh and walk off "you weren't saying that last night" you sing Jamie smiles to herself as she follows behind you. "Obviously I was too busy teaching you how to play the guitar!" You laugh and correct yourself "I'm sorry I meant the night before last."

Vivienne Scott (Scotty) 🤎

Scotty strays away from the booth games claiming that they are "fixed"

"C'mon you don't want to get on the rollercoaster and you won't eat here because let's be honest seven dollars for ice cream is fucking ridiculous... Just play one of the booths with me and win us a teddy bear or something." Scotty shakes her head as she glances at the closest booth "they're all fixed they just take your money and you get no prize" you hum and shake your head "nah you probably just suck at the games" you nudge her shoulder and she scoffs "I do not" you nod slowly "you literally have no hand correlation you couldn't catch a ball in slow motion." Scotty laughs and shakes her head "I could... possibly" you laugh and grab her hand "well don't worry your hands are good for something else." Scotty stares at you and shakes her head in disappointment "really? That doesn't make me feel better I want to win you a plush" you smile and pull her towards the booth. "Then go on win me a teddy big head" Scotty smiles at you "if I lose this booth is rigged" you shake your head "nah you just fucking suck."

A/n: Not really edited because I'm terrible at editing and watching the TWD at the same. Anyways happy early valentine's or not because not everyone celebrates holidays.

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[twinanimatronics]

SUNNY LOVE SUNNY LOVE!

Poor lil anxiety boi..... he IS the goodest boi in the world. This was such a great chapter!

It's kinda interesting cause the earliest we've seen until now was the encounter with Moon AFTER this, so we've only seen Y/N when they more-or-less think of the animatronics as people. I'm not used to seeing them in the "programmed machines" stage, but it's really fascinating!

But oh my GOD Sun is just *chefs kiss* and such beautiful mess of horrible anxiety, childlike friendliness, and sponge for validation. Like no wonder Y/N got onto the "sentient robot" train so easily. Hell, Sun was basically like "Nice to meet you. Imma stitch up your hand without painkillers" and they responded with "imma about to unionize and get you and the freak rights"

(also that storm concerns me cuz I cant tell if its referencing somethingwe already know, or foreshadowing the pain you're about to inflict on us)

sflskldjfkjdf Glad you enjoyed XD

It honestly felt a little weird writing Protag not viewing them entirely as people. But I'm glad I succeeded in what I was trying to do in showing the evolution of the relationship between the three of them.

Plus we'd already seen Protag's interaction with Moon on day 2, as well as seen and had partially explained how it is he fell in love with them.

Now it was time to see Sunny's side of things and how HE fell :3

It was also fun being able to write Sun how he was during the events and immediately after Security Breach. Obviously, he's still our anxious and frantic good boy in the present time. But he's calmed down CONSIDERABLY, especially by the time the Dadler!Lives AU begins. XD

Also, there wasn't anything in the first aid kit he could've injected Protag with to numb them up prior to stitching their hand sldkjsldkfj

Boy did his best with what he had available XD

As for the storm...

It's referencing what Moon said happened the following morning during his shower time confession :3

[oftenwantedafton]

Pas de Deux - William Afton x Female Ballerina Reader ~ A Ballora Origin Story

Chapter 5

Rating - Explicit

Warning for sexual content

Also available on AO3

The parking lot of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria is nearly empty, save for one navy sedan in the back of the building.

It’s an hour past closing and the last guests and employees have filtered out leaving only the owner William Afton and you, his mistress, in its wake.

“What did you tell your mother this time?” he asks, switching off the ignition.

“School project.”

The lying has become easier the more you do it, falsehood after falsehood resting on top of deception. There are always excuses to be found for your absence from home; who would question it, a busy senior in high school on the verge of graduating, perhaps the best student in your ballet class, enjoying everything life has to offer?

“What about you?”

“Work.”

You know you should feel guilty for what you’re doing; should be jealous that your lover is married to someone else.

But every time he looks at you as if he’s discovered something brand new, when his hands explore you, his body molded against yours, it obliterates everything and everyone else. You cherish these stolen moments with him. The cost is insignificant.

He jingles the keyring in his hand and then pushes the door open, exiting the vehicle. “Come in with me,” he invites, palm resting on the driver’s side door frame, his tall form bent so he can view you sitting in the passenger seat. “There’s something I want to show you.”

“Okay.”

He shuts the door and opens yours for you, taking your hand and leading you toward a rear entrance of the establishment. He can’t resist pulling you against him when you reach the door, bestowing another lingering kiss on your mouth before he finds the correct key and shoves the steel door open, hitting a light switch on the wall to illuminate your surroundings.

You’ve never seen this part of the building before. There are a maze of corridors, the walls devoid of color, the floors blank cement. It’s such a sharp contrast from the bright, cheerful display in the main restaurant. Without William beside you, you think you’d find the area almost creepy with its dim lighting and rows of closed doors.

He stops outside one and unlocks it, guiding you inside a large space filled with workbenches and shelves. Every surface is full, but appears organized. You begin to discern the items stored here are components from the animatronics, spare parts or perhaps broken ones needing repairs. There’s a desk tucked into one corner framed by filing cabinets and a wall mounted tool display, its surface littered with papers that look like some sort of blueprints or schematics and some sort of metal device like a miniature rib cage with sharp looking edges.

William switches on the desk lamp and shoves aside the papers impatiently, producing a small key to unlock the top drawer of the filing cabinet.

He reaches inside and spreads his findings out on the now cleared space on the desk’s surface, stepping aside so you can get a closer look.

The pages are made of transparent paper, layered on top of one another. At the top of the pile there is a sketch of a ballerina animatronic, long lashed, her lips and cheeks dark as if intended to be painted, wearing a tutu. As you flip through you see what lies beneath the surface, the complex constructs of metal and wires and circuitry, William’s cramped handwriting tucked into the margins here and there, little mental notes of what is required to make the design a reality. You let the pages fall down again, building upon the endoskeleton at its center until the ballerina figure is restored once more.

“You drew this?”

“I did. What do you think?”

“It’s amazing.”

He smiles. “I’m pleased you like it.”

You study the figure again. “Is it…is it meant to be me?”

“Inspired by you, certainly. I can’t duplicate such a perfect form of beauty and elegant movement, but…to make something similar, that could be a lasting tribute…”

You blush. “I don’t know what to say. Is it…going to be difficult to build?”

“The construction will be a challenge, certainly. It’s much more advanced than any of the existing sculpts. But I feel certain I can accomplish it.”

“What about this?” You point to the metal structure on the desk. “Is this part of it?”

“That is something else I’ve been working on. The animatronics would be so much more lifelike if they weren’t stationary. If you could make it so that someone could operate one from the inside safely…” His voice trails off and he shakes his head. “You don’t want to hear about this boring stuff I’m sure. Suffice it to say it’s still very much under construction.” He pauses, one hand sliding over your hip and sweeping around to curve around one buttocks cheek, drawing you against him, his other hand trailing along the base of your throat, stroking over the hollow space there before his lips follow the same trail then diverge to find your mouth.

His tongue strokes against yours and you can still taste the remnants of his last cigarette; still smell it in his clothes, on his skin, buried in his hair, the worst kept secret, you wonder how his wife hasn’t noticed it, noticed you and William, how she can be so blind and indifferent…

Your thoughts scatter as his fingers begin working on the buttons of your rumpled school uniform blouse and he shoves you up against the edge of the desk, knocking the stool out of the way, wooden legs scraping against the concrete flooring. You’re knocked off balance, reaching back blindly to steady yourself, and your hand makes contact with the metal device. You gasp, breaking away from his mouth, wincing when you bring your hand up to assess the damage, seeing the sharp edge has torn the skin on your index finger.

The strangest look passes over William’s face, any murmured apology or frowning concern quickly stifled as his eyes follow the ruby liquid sliding down your finger and into the palm of your hand in an odd sort of hypnotic fascination and hunger.

He grabs your hand and pulls it towards his mouth, tongue dragging through the blood trail and then sucking gently on the laceration.

“William…” It’s all you can manage, you’re too stunned to speak, your heart pounding as he takes your uninjured extremity and places it against his crotch, where you find him fully aroused.

“Please.”

You’re so accustomed to him taking whatever he wants; this new needy pleading does something to you. You squeeze, fumble with the button of his fly and zipper, metal teeth parting to grant access. Your fingers curl around the base of his cock and you tug and stroke. His mouth is desperate against the cut, as if it’s too little of this new taste he craves.

The hand that holds yours shakes violently. You’ve never seen him this unsteady, this undone. Your buttocks jostles the desk, sending objects scattering when he grabs your waist and seats you on its surface, hiking your skirt up, grinding against the thin layer of fabric that’s the only barrier left between his cock and your pussy. You fold your legs around him, the muscles from years of dance training lending you strength to lock him firmly against you. His mouth finds yours again, teeth pulling at your bottom lip. Your hands cradle his neck, one siphoning through the dark tresses at the nape, the other braced against the front.

“Squeeze,” he commands, groaning into your mouth when you obey, lightly gripping his throat. “Harder.” You comply, thrilling at this sudden shift in power, enjoying the feel of his erection stroking against your slit as his breathing changes. You notice your finger is still bleeding and you release your grip and offer it to him, tucking it inside his mouth against his cheek, watching his lips wrap around it, sucking and trapping it there.

The friction against your clit is deliciously frustrating as he grinds against you faster and you suck on his throat. You don’t know which of you is panting harder, who is more desperately writhing, eager for a release of the pressure building within. You win the race moments before he does, cursing loudly, the sound echoing in the large space.

His face tucks into the hollow of your neck as he clings to you, recovering. By some miracle everything on the desk has escaped destruction and you assist him in gathering the pages and putting them back in order, giving the metal frame a wide berth. He escorts you to the restroom and you realize one of your shirt buttons is missing and there’s a mark where the blood vessels near the surface of the skin have burst on one side of William’s neck.

He adjusts his collar, partially obscuring the mark, reaching for your injured hand again, this time gently assessing the damage. “Okay?” He asks, that simple query so deeply layered, like the drawings he’d shown you earlier.

“Okay.”

He gets a first aid kit and bandages your finger, frowning over the display on his watch. “It’s getting late. I have to get you home.”

“You can just drop me nearby so mom doesn’t see the car.” You reach up to readjust the collar of his shirt, tugging it up further. “You don’t think anyone is going to see this?”

“No one will notice. No one ever spares me a second glance.”

“Except me.”

“Except you,” he agrees, kissing you gently before he leads you away from the building, back into the cool evening air.

***

After school, another afternoon, you find yourself led back to William Afton’s office after he’s picked you up, the ride there mostly silent, your attempts to start a conversation failing. You can’t discern if he’s upset, watching as he shuts the door firmly behind you and locks it, hanging his coat on the rack tucked into the corner before he settles into the swivel office chair behind the desk. You remove your own coat and lean over to set your book bag down.

“Take off your panties.”

It’s the first thing he’s said that afternoon and you halt mid motion of bending, breath hitching. His eyes are dark with desire, pupils dilating. The low, rasping tone of his voice has you throbbing, echoing the need buried in his words. You reach under your skirt, thumbs hooking under the waistband to pull down the panties that are already saturated. You step out of them, leaving them in a rumpled pile on the floor.

“Come here,” he instructs, hands reaching for your hips as you draw near. “Have a seat.” He pushes gently, indicating you should turn around so you’re facing away from him and you sit on his lap, buttocks settling along the hard line of his cock still tucked away behind trousers. One arm wraps around you, a serpentine slide across your waist then back over one breast before tucking over the opposite shoulder. His other hand eases beneath your uniform skirt, pulling one thigh so that it drapes over his, and you mirror the movements with your other leg, needing no further guidance. You’re spread open, your bare pussy exposed. You’ve been fantasizing about being with the older man the entire day, knowing he was going to pick you up from school again, certain you would be alone together.

His hand travels to your heated flesh and he hisses when he discovers how moist you are. You can feel his cock lurch against your ass cheeks in anticipation.

“You’re so wet for me,” he whispers, licking a stripe along your throat. You whimper, squirming, and he laughs softly, pleased at your arousal and desire, stroking your clit in circles before he eases one finger down between your lips and begins to insert the digit into your entrance.

You can’t help but moan and it’s loud, far too loud for business hours, for anyone else that’s working in this part of the restaurant. The pizzeria owner’s probing hand freezes and you hold your breath. “You have to be quiet,” he warns, the hand on your shoulder shifting so it’s wrapped around your mouth. You nod against the barrier and he finishes thrusting the finger inside.

He teases you, going slowly at first, pushing into your slick heat and then withdrawing, tickling over the sensitive button outside, sometimes stopping to give a gentle smack across your mound. His mouth is all over you, worrying along your jaw, slotted against your neck, sucking and lapping at your exposed ear. You writhe against him, desperate for more contact, moaning against the fingers clamped over your lips when he seeks out your wet heat again, now attempting to add a second finger in, stretching that tight tunnel.

“So good. Look at how good you’re taking it.” His index and middle fingers punch inside, curling, and your hips reflexively snap up, eager for him to thrust deep inside you. He continues to plunge in short, rapid bursts, your cunt responding with a gush of lubrication. His fingers digging into that wetness makes the sloppiest, filthiest sounds and you love the obscenity, drawing your feet up so they’re resting on the edge of his thighs, arching back and trying to get him even deeper. You recognize the building sensation in your core, nearing orgasm.

“Not yet.” His probing fingers withdraw and you keen your frustration against his restraining hand. The damp fingers of his other one trail against the inside of one thigh and your muscles quiver. “God you’re exquisite.” His teeth capture your ear lobe and he tugs the bit of flesh. You grind against his lap, desperate for more contact between his covered erection and your naked pussy.

“So impatient and eager.” Another light smack against your skin, this time on your inner thigh. Your knuckles blanch the skin as you tighten your grip on the arm rests when he plunges back inside of you without warning. He continues this pattern of fucking you with his fingers until you’re on the brink of climaxing and then backing away before he finally rewards you, long fingers curled and propelled to strike your most sensitive spot and you explode, gasping and moaning against his clamped hand, nostrils flaring in search of more air.

He allows you to come down off your high, relaxing a bit before he tells you to bend over the desk, shoving your skirt up while he opens his pants and withdraws his cock. “I can’t wait to fuck you.” You can hear the sound of his fist sliding over his erection, slowly teasing and then gradually increasing the pace in a direct mirror of what he’s just done to you, wanting to draw the pleasure out longer. He kneads one cheek and you hear his breathing stutter, signaling he’s getting close. “I’m going to cum all over you,” he growls, the fingers gripping one hip digging a bruise into your flesh and you whimper in anticipation, encouraging him. A few strokes and hoarse pants and he’s shot his load all over your buttocks, hot liquid painting both cheeks.

Later, when you’ve made an honest attempt at cleaning up and straightening clothing and hair, he offers a shaky smile. “You make me so crazy.”

“I love it.” You grin and twine your hands around his neck, pulling his lips down to yours.

“I’ve been thinking,” he begins when you part for air.

“I’ll bet you have,” you murmur mischievously as his lips graze your neck.

“Naughty girl. But seriously. One night next week when we can get away. What do you think about having a picnic?”

You lean back to look at him. “At this time of year?” You laugh, surprised.

“Not outdoors. Indoors.”

“Where?”

“That’s what I’m trying to decide.” His thumbs draw small circles against your lower back. “You like the idea, though?”

“Of course. It’s very romantic.” You cup his cheek, stroking along the arch of bone. “Are you alright? You were so quiet earlier. I didn’t know what to think.”

“It’s…difficult sometimes. Overwhelming. I want things with you I don’t have the right to ask for.”

Your pulse quickens. “What things?”

He shakes his head before burying it against your shoulder and crushing you against him, refusing to answer.

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[cherry-dr0p]

I WISH TO RAMBLE!! IM NOT GONNA INCLUDE IMAGES BECAUSE I DONT WANNA BUT HERE WE GO

HUGE TWF4 SPOILERS

I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY!!!

Im not gonna lie, the start kinda had me like "This is what I waited ages for?" But then when the animatronic testing came around, thats when my interest truly started to pick up.

First of all, WHY WOULD YOU TGINK THAT FACIAL RECOGNITION FOR ANIMATRONICS IS A GOOD IDEA??? GENUINELY DID NO ONE HAVE THE COMMON SEMSE TO GO "HM, THIS MAY END NOT GOOD". Like I kind of understand the appeal for it because they may want the kids to feel,, more connected to the animatronics?? I dunno. But like?? I can understand for that time period the desire to have the animatronics interact with the audience (Not saying its a good idea but at least I can understand with this one why they may think it is in my head), but cmon..

Then from what I remember, the sprites came. And Good god did they creep me out slightly when I first saw them, especially Edd and Molly. I dunno, there was something extra creepy in my eyes seeing kids' faces messed up like that. Crazy. I also screamed when I finally saw "Bon" because Ive been keeping up with the Twitter TWF community somewhat, which means I already technically knew about "Bon". It was pretty cool to have him finally introduced in the actual story himself. Also Charles and Susan talking about Felix's addiction and if they should tell Rosemary and Jack(?) is crazy.

Aaaahhh but then the scene with Jack came around. Was rooting for him ngl. I honestly thought he died at the well scene but I dont see any correlation to that quite yet,, mayhaps. Felix almost jumping did make me feel a tiny bit bad for him bit like,, still. Fuck you Felix. I still hate him and 100% think hes getting what hes deserving. He feels guilty? Good. He should.

I cant remember if the Susan scene comes after this or not but I erm uh,,, That was VERY well done!! It gave me chills how you could still hear her breathe. Genuinely. The blood as well and Rocket closing their eyes?? Crazy. The jittery animation drove me insane, it was such an amazing detail that made things far more uncomfortable.

I cant remember where abouts the other Felix scene came but,, HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH ROCKET. I DUNNO,, DO ANYTHING OTHER THAN TAKE IT WITH YOU?? PUT IT IN YOUR HOME OR RESTAURANT?? WHY DID YOU THINK THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA. I SWEAR, MY GUY HAS NEGATIVE BRAINCELLS... But I also think we all know why he's so attached,, him getting haunted by the kids is wild.

The last scene very much makes me think "Bon" is Jack. I unno, very much could be wrong but just the way he talks and is dressed makes me think he is. The fact that he knows so well of what hes talking about and the voice,, maybe the general face shape too. Me thinks its either Brian(Ive saw that theory floating around) or Jack, but Im more leaning towards Jack. It also freaked me out slightly the way Susan came on all deformed too, that was freaky. The voices of all the characters in this new afterlife were very VERY cool too. And the whole mask being given and "Bon" talking about making her "beautiful" too? That was cool. The scene with Edd and Molly debating whether to save Susan too filled my heart with a weird sort of awe. They have a great relationship as siblings together imo, I do very much love their dynamic.

It'd be cool to see the other two episodes for the finale which I think are coming out very soon!! Which is very exciting!! I 100% reccomend TWF4, it's phenomenal and the wait was 200% worth it in my eyes. You can definitely see the developers heart and soul being put into this project, which is very nice to see. In my eyes, you dont see it often. I dunno if I missed out a scene or two from my rant but overall? I adored watching this (Ive already told some of my friends to watch it >:3).

Rant over anyways, buh bye for now :3

#The Walten Files 4 #TWF 4 #TWF4 #TheWaltenFiles4 #THIS WAS SO GOOD #IT WAS BETTER THAN I EXPECTED IT TO BE #My honest reaction to Felix feeling guilty but doesnt do anything to help himself at all at the same time #WHAT IS HIS ISSUEEEE #You can tell what I think of Felix LMAO #Hes actually my second favourite character though #Felix is v interesting #But Brian Stells will always have a special place in my heart #God bless the man with two to five minutes of screen time

[liquid-geodes]

@glitchysquidd activated... something

So I know I've already touched on this before but the blind Springtrap au is just that: springtrap is blind, years of decay and lack of remnant leaving him shrouded in darkness.

This makes using your audio lures CRUCIAL to your survival, seeing as his hearing has advanced to make up for this lack of vision.

Of course, if something undesirable DOES make its way into your office, it's best to hold your breath and stay still until it wanders back out again.

It takes Springtrap some time to become acquainted with his new surroundings, but he feels his way through on the nights before the attraction hires a security guard.

Springtrap has already successfully killed the first nightguard despite his disadvantage, this was before audio cues were added to the attraction. Now each new security guard must learn why its important to check your cameras, keep the ventilation on, and make sure your speakers are in working order.

Most don't last very long, quitting after the second night (Springtrap likes to play nice the first night to get a feel for who is new opponent is since he can't size them up visually).

Once it's Michael's turn to take up the task, he expects a much... different reaction from his father, and is confused when the man doesn't recognize him. It isn't until he manages to approach Springtrap during the day that he realizes he can't see. Now he thinks this will make his job a bit easier.

Michael quickly learns that he was wrong to assume that.

Springtrap is still a force to be reckoned with. He's clumsy at first sure, but once he gets his bearings he slips through the attraction with ease, making virtually no noise as not to obstruct his own hearing.

Things are a bit different in the case of if I want to make it reader and not Michael:

He doesn't know that his animatronic eyes glow, obviously, so when you point it out to him one night it's something he thinks about a lot. He CAN speak in this, he just chooses not to for the most part so he can listen better.

Follows you around during the day, always trying to guess what you're doing.

At night he always manages to sneak up on you, there's no harm in a little scare!

He's able to pick your breathing and heartbeat apart from everyone else's, so he's never approached the office if he wasn't sure it was you in there.

On the off occasion that he genuinely can't tell, he'll make a noise outside the office door. He won't enter until he hears your voice and confirms that it's just you.

Doesn't like the nights when someone else is working, but since meeting you he's stopped killing them... for now. He still lurks and hunts them, for fun of course. He wouldn't hurt them while he still thinks you'd get mad at him.

Eventually he'll open up more about his past, the things he misses, and will eventually ask you to describe his current appearance to him (seriously, not the joking "old and gross, kinda soggy" response you might usually give. He wants the truth, whatever it may be).

PLEASE take this man gently by the hand and let him feel around your face, he just wants to get an idea of what you look like (spoiler he thinks you're beautiful regardless).

I think he'd definitely let himself start making more noise the more he gets comfortable with you. He might not know right away if you're even in the building, and he doesn't want to accidentally scare you, so he makes sure to announce his presence with specific noises that only you'd know the meaning of.

I also think eventually he'd trust you enough to lead him anywhere (he can't stay in that attraction forever). So even if he feels nervous out of his element at first, he finds comfort in knowing that you'd never lead him astray.

#dave posting #blind springtrap au