#Fnaf sb fanfic

[snailsnaps]

So, Beta DJMM has been infecting my brain a lot lately - just thinking about the posibilities

I Imagine it as this cryptid-bot roaming around the ruins of the plex, leaving a tangled mess of wires in its wake... But also, thinking of where the wires connect to. Because they have to connect to somewhere......... Maybe it has managed to connect itself to the Pizzaplex's main power supply, and that's how he keeps himself operative?

What if Beta DJ was a separate animatronic entirely? I might expand on that concept, I really enjoy the idea. Though I'm pretty sure that our DJ wouldn't be too thrilled about having a weird 'unfinished-prototype-ancestor-clone' of himself creepily roaming around........

I have more lore ideas but I'd like to work on em a bit more first.

[castercassette]

Chapter 3: There are no clock towers in the Big City

Hi

[chat-rivary]

Sun waved his hand with a big smile and immediately Moon lifted you up, the cable pulling him up to the balcony where he landed gently, but didn't let go of you, coming to snuggle his nose against you with a long, heavy purr as you returned his hug. Sun soon joined you, entering their room and placing your bag on the desk. Moon gently placed you on the floor before turning to Sun who came to stand on the other side of you grabbing your hand at the same time as Moon. Without exchanging a word the two led you to the balcony holding your hand.

"Could you sit here for a minute and close your eyes please Starlight ?" Sun asked, whispering in your ear.

"Give me a kiss and maybe I will." You reply.

Sun and Moon exchanged a look before leaning in simultaneously placing a kiss on your cheeks each. You let a chuckle escape you before grabbing their face disc, you placed a kiss on Sun's forehead whose rays began to turn before turning to Moon, lifting his cap slightly before placing a kiss on his forehead, watching his face color delicately.

"Now I'm inclined to wait."

"And close your eyes ?" Sun asked.

"And close my eyes." You confirmed.

You sat down on the ledge letting your legs fall to the ground, you looked in the direction of Sun and Moon, grinning at them as well, sticking your tongue out to tease them before finally closing your eyes. You heard their cable come down before hanging on to the back of one of them, you assumed it was Moon as Sun dove straight into the ball pool making you laugh slightly. For several long minutes you heard distant noises resounding without being able to know what it was about, you started to shake your legs, tilting your face backwards while keeping your eyelids closed.

Suddenly the lights that filtered through your eyelids disappeared, before slowly a slight source of light began to show, your curiosity slowly consumed you, pushing you to play with the bells attached to your bracelet. The sound of their acrobatic cable and the sensation of someone next to you told you that Moon had returned and soon after Sun joined you. You heard them stirring in their rooms again before finally they returned, each taking a seat next to you.

"You can open your eyes now Starlight." Sun sighed.

You opened your eyes slowly at first before finally opening them wide in surprise. Hanging from the ceiling a little further down the Daycare was a multitude of small pieces of what you assumed were pieces of mirrors or glass, each piece was different in size and shape, each suspended by what you assumed were very thin wires since you weren't able to see them and that was the only explanation you had for the floating pieces of glass. But you were only able to see all this because of a huge spotlight, which glowed quite dimly, that was just above the largest gathering of the small pieces of glass, illuminating the bits of mirrors and glass that reflected the light. You felt like you were watching the rain at sunset, the water droplets inevitably reflecting the sun as it began to disappear over the horizon.

[call-me-jmd]

Guess Whose Now Plannin On Reading A Second DCA Fic???

I Seen Art Of That AU And I'm Intrigued Enough To Start Since I Found Out Who Made It.

I'm Also Bored So I Shared.

-Someone Who Rarely Reads Fanfic After Years Of Not Due To Watching To Many Fancomic Dubs On YouTube As A Kid.

[machinelikesmachines]

The blue crochet octopus's kawaii grin bulged out between his clenching fingers. The other hand curled firmly around Emmett's neck. "Love for Sun equals 847," he hissed. "Love for Moon equals 844. Less love. Less loved!"

Emmett tugged in vain at Moon's hydraulically-locked fingers. "Wh-what are talking about? I made it for both of you! It's for you, too!"

"Every stitch with love, Emmett said." Moon pushed his thumb into the plush, turning it inside-out from the mischievous blue side to the cheery yellow side. "847 for perfect, nice, friendly Sun. 844 for me!"

Emmett looked into Moon's burning eyes, fighting adrenaline to even his breath. A gasp of cool air, and an idea flew in with it. "Moon, define gestalt."

In the quiet of the darkened closet, he could hear the processors churning. Fingers twitched in and out around Emmett's warm neck. "How," Moon whispered, eventually, "can something not be its parts?"

A maw of pity yawned before him, and he looked into its gnashing teeth and greedy tongues and bottomless throat and threw his heart in, and all the good it did him was to paint the walls a few months later instead.

[goatcheese-anon]

Ya'll..

A YEAR later.. It has risen from its grave..

[phrogggslayer]

This one's for my fic readers!

Vanessa and my technician OC June!

If you are interested in getting to know June, you can meet them in the third fic in the Showtime Series! I'm currently working on the sixth fic!

Asks are also open!

[thecasualdaydreamer]

For some time, I wanted to make an attempt on making a comic based on FNAF: Security Breach, which would retell the story of the game-focusing on “a plot” in a more cohesive manner. It would’ve included scrapped elements based on the teaser trailers, have more character interactions that make the characters a little more “meaningful”, as well as delve into the obscured secrets of the pizzaplex. Simultaneously, it also made me debate whether I should make this a FNAF fanfiction or one of the first chapters of my “personal passion project: [DREAMING].” Nevertheless, I don’t have the motivation to make this sort of thing. Not yet, at least. I hope these sketches give an idea of what “adventures” I seek.

[eyndr-stories]

I Think I Smell A Rat (FNAF SB fanfic) C1 - Something Amiss

In Summary:

Being a robotic repair rat who lives in the walls of the pizza-plex is a pretty great gig, all things considered! You fix the wires instead of chew them, and you get into tight spaces those silly humans can't reach and fix things up behind the scenes. You do your little tasks diligently, and all is well. That is, until one night when you realize all of your other repair rat friends have gone missing, and almost all of those animatronics outside the walls are acting strange... You aren't sure what it is that needs fixing, but by golly you'll fix it! You just might need a little help along the way...

Things To Know:

Not a lot of warnings for this one! There is some peril and danger, damage to robots, and damage to. Uh, whatever the heck Afton is at this point??

Reader insert! You're a little rat shaped robot a handful of inches long. Lots of borrower-related themes in here

Daycare attendant centered, though the other animatronics make brief appearances. You hang out with Sun in the first half of the story and Moon in the second half!

A little over 17000 words in total, just a lil guy! 5 chapters, they're all pretty short

I somehow managed not to swear once in the entire story, aw hell yeah! Wait-

Ao3 link: Here!

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

C1 - Something Amiss

     When you live in the walls of a place, you tend to get a decent sense for how things are going. Colder months meant slower weekends, not as many visitors. Slower weekends meant less damage to repair. You had been living in the walls of Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza-Plex for quite some time now, and so you could tell without a doubt that something was amiss.

     As a seasoned robotic repair rat, you were something of an expert on the inner workings of the pizza-plex. You knew every nook and cranny of this place, you'd even explored some of the abandoned building deep below everything else, where your map insisted you were navigating an empty void, and thinking became much more difficult there. The 'out of bounds' error was a particularly grating one. Not having the map in your mind meant it was very easy to get lost, and getting trapped down there had never seemed particularly appealing to you, and so needless to say you didn't go down there often.

     That 'amiss' feeling had you exploring, searching for its source and ignoring the 'battery half depleted' alert that tempted you towards your charging nest. You couldn't find most of the other rats- the walls were strangely empty. Sometimes you or the others would be summoned by contraptions in need out beyond the walls, small things, hard to reach things that the typical human worker couldn't reach. But the only rats you'd found were the ones still in rest mode, huddled away in their charging nests, filling up their batteries and downloading updates. No one on the network was answering your pings. For nearly every rat to be out beyond the walls on repairs was unheard of, though not impossible you supposed. Even so, surely someone would have answered you, even if they were all busy.

     Through the walls you scurried, maneuvering down a mix of paths designed for you, paths you and the others had built over time, and unintentional paths made by inconsiderate forces. The building settling over time, beams shifting and adjusting, thinner pieces of pathway constructed with scraps degrading over time, wear and tear weathering spots away, and even organic rats and other pests, messing with your familiar paths and often times getting in the way. You'd long since learned which paths in your map aligned with the real ones, and which ones were no longer traversable, regardless of the map in your brain assuring you they were still there.

     You came to one of the exit ports, leading out into the building. You didn’t like it out there as much. Nothing out there was built for you. Here in the walls, the corridors were all your size and sandwiched between two layers of sturdy concrete, your map made sense even when some of the paths were wrong, and there were far less dangers. Out there, everything was big and beyond you. Even the other robots, though only a few ever paid you any mind. You didn't care for them very much. You knew the animatronics were very important to the human affairs transpiring beyond the walls, but honestly, you could do without them.

     You studied the exit port. Something was wrong out there, you could feel it. Everyone else having gone missing wasn't helping that. However, you couldn't help but picture your own little nest in your mind, a charging station you shared with a small group of other rats assigned to the same general area. There was a new update tonight, waiting patiently in the cue for you to power down and install it. Maybe you should rest first, figure this all out later…

     No. This was important. You thought about at least downloading the update straight from the network while you searched, but you really needed to focus. Your friends might be in trouble out there. You should find them, figure out what was going on out there. Maybe the others had all felt that ‘something amiss’ as well, and when they'd gone out to investigate, something had happened to them. Maybe they needed your help!

     You set aside your hesitations about the world outside the walls and went through the exit port, the mouse hole shaped segment in the base of the wall sliding open as you neared, and quickly sliding shut behind you after you'd passed.

     The lights were uncomfortable for a moment as your vision adjusted. You much preferred the walls, where you knew the paths so well that sight wasn't even a necessity. Out here, the paths were structured differently, and you had to rely a lot more on sight. You weren't used to trusting your eyes as much. It wasn't dark out here like it was in the walls, either. All the lights were on and blazing, despite the hour. Your internal clock told you it was just after midnight. No people to worry about, at least. There hadn't been any human employees working at night for a while now.

     All you had to worry about were the animatronics, those robots that were even bigger than humans and walked around at all hours of the day. Hopefully you could avoid all of them, with any luck.

     Unfortunately, luck was not on your side tonight.

     "HELLO THERE!!"

     You spotted the animatronic quickly, considering he was barreling straight for you at an alarming speed. This one you weren't as familiar with; he was newer, not a part of the original cast of animatronics. This particular animatronic was not quite as imposing as the others, but with how he was running right for you, you were still more than a little wary. Strangely enough, he had two separate IDs; DCA-S-1.5 and DCA-M-1.2.

     "OHHHH look at YOU!! You're such a tiny little friend, my goodness!" The animatronic skidded to a halt before you and dropped into a crouch. Two massive hands three times your size pressed into the plush floor on either side of you, and the circular face of this overly friendly animatronic loomed over you.

     You'd barely made it a foot away from the port in the wall, and you were already considering dashing back inside.

     Without a voice box, communicating with the animatronics was difficult, especially since they couldn't access the same sub-network you shared with the other rats. However, in your many years of experience here, you'd learned to get creative. The animatronics were well versed in many languages, including Morse code. At the end of your tail was a little red light, which you usually used to light up areas in the walls that were pitch black, with no light at all to see by. You swiveled your tail around, and the little light at the end of the antennae began to glow on and off in a series of quick patterns.

     "BACK UP."

"Oh!! Oh my!" After a moment of shock, the animatronic immediately sprang back a considerable distance. He laid down flat on the ground, resting the bottom of his circular head awkwardly on the cushioned floor. "I'm so sorry if I scared you, tiny friend!! I was just sooo excited to see you! We don't get many tiny friends here, no sir-ie! There's not too much you would need to fix in here!"

     You appreciated the animatronic listening to you, but remained wary. Excitable animatronics, like Chica, could be dangerous even if they didn't intend to be. There was no programming or regulation for interactions between you rats and the animatronics. You weren't even really supposed to leave the walls, but ever since the human staff had started to thin out, you'd been getting more and more updates for handling navigation and repairs outside of the nice safe walls where you belonged.

     "Not here for repairs…" you started, still wondering if you should call the whole thing off and return to the walls. "Looking for something."

     "Oh??" The animatronic tapped his long fingers quickly over the padding, finger joints clicking quietly. "Can I help?! I'd love to help!! What are you looking for, tiny friend??"

     You weren't sure how to describe what you were doing. You gave it your best shot. "Everyone is gone. Something feels wrong. I'm looking for the problem to fix."

     "Hmm…" The animatronic seemed unsure what to make of this. He set his hands on the sides of his face, elbows braced on the floor. He tapped at the orange triangles sticking out of a gap between his front face plate and the covering over the back of his head. His legs kicked back and forth in the air behind him. "That sounds hard. How about we play a game instead? Would you like that??"

     You shook your head. "No." Games?? There wasn't time for games. You had a job to do! Your friends might be in trouble! "I need to find the others."

     "You wanna find your friends?? I can help you look!" The animatronic wiggled excitedly. "Oh, please, please?? We can look together! I could hold you up high and walk really fast and we'll find your friends in no time!"

     Your immediate thought was to decline. This sounded all sorts of dangerous, and you weren't sure if you trusted this bot just yet. Your tail twitched anxiously even at the thought of doing something so risky. The bot did make a good point, however… it would certainly be much faster if you could move as fast as a massive animatronic. Actually, it might even be safer for you to be up off the ground… you'd been accidentally stepped on once before and had needed to get nearly your entire shell replaced. You weren't exactly eager to repeat that particular experience. Besides, pathfinding outside of the walls was a pain for you. But for an animatronic…

     Begrudgingly, you swiveled your tail back around. "Will you be safe? You must be careful with me."

     "Oh, yes, yes!! Careful is my middle name!" The animatronic sat up excitedly, hands patting rapidly against the ground. "It's my job to care for children, you know! I'm so so so super careful all the time, I promise!!"

     You knew that children were smaller and more fragile humans. If this bot was meant to hang out with children all the time, maybe he really would be careful… "Okay. Let's look together then."

     "YAY!!!" The animatronic sprang up and did a spin. He was surprisingly graceful, unlike the other animatronics you'd met. "We'll find your friends!! And then, and then we can all play together! We'll have a great time, okay??" The bot crouched back down in front of you and offered his two massive hands out to you, cupped together to form a giant bowl.

     You looked back at the port leading back into the walls one last time. Hesitantly, you put your two little front paws on the tip of one of the bot's fingers. The bot held perfectly still, waiting patiently for you to climb aboard. You thought about your missing and unresponsive friends, and the reward of a well deserved recharge back in your nest that awaited you at the end of all of this.

     You hopped up into the bot's hands.

     "Alright!!" The animatronic straightened, and the world flew by in a blur as you were lifted quickly upwards.

     You immediately received several warning pings from your pathfinding program. You were up too far away from any detectable navigable surface. You dismissed the warnings one by one. The program struggled, eventually defining the bot's hands as a decent enough surface.

     True to his word, the bot was very careful, arms moving very smoothly and hands very still and steady beneath you. "Now lets go find your friends!! I'm sure we'll find them in no time at all. OH! Oh, I almost forgot! I have to introduce myself when I make a new friend! I'm Sun!"

     You looked up at the animatronic's front face plate as it spun a full 360 degrees. You attempted to mimic the gesture, tilting your head one way and then the other as far as your neck joint would allow. This caused Sun to giggle.

     You waved your tail, blinking your ID at Sun. "I am RR-YN."

     "I already knew your ID, silly! Don't you have a name?? Do repair rats not have names?" Sun asked.

     "No. We don't need them."

     "Well that's okay! I like nicknames anyways. Can I keep calling you tiny friend??"

     You didn't much care what Sun called you. There were far more important things to worry about. "Yes."

     "Yay!!" The triangles circling Sun's head spun a few inches around, then bounced back to spin the other way. "Okay, let's get going!!"

     Sun took one step towards the room's main door, then stopped. His triangles retracted halfway into his head. You turned your head back to look at Sun curiously.

     "Oh no, I just realized… I can't leave the daycare right now, the lights will be off! I'm only awake when the lights are on…"

     You weren't sure what Sun meant about that. Maybe he meant he was programmed to power down at night when the lights were off? You weren't sure how Sun worked exactly, but you guessed that must be it. If the lights were a problem though, that was no issue.

     "I can turn on the lights. Take me to that wall next to the door," you told Sun.

     Sun obliged. "That's right!! You can fix the lights from inside the walls, can't you?"

     "Yes. I will do this," you told him.

     Sun knelt down by the door, having already crossed the entire room in mere moments. He was right, you really would get around a lot faster with Sun carrying you around.

     You hopped out of Sun's hands and hurried to the port. Once you were in the blissfully comprehendible walls, you quickly navigated up the right paths until you reached the wiring for the lights in the area immediately outside of the daycare. You normally didn't mess with anything not damaged and in need of repairing, but this was a special occasion. You worked quickly with your practiced little paws, reconfiguring the controls so off was on and on was off. With the lights currently set to off for the night, the lights would now actually be on. You'd have to come back and fix this before the lights all automatically switched back over at 6AM, but for now you just needed to help Sun get out of the daycare.

     You hurried back down the path you'd scurried up and left the walls once more. Sun was waiting for you right where you'd left him.

     "Did you do it?? You turned the lights on outside?" Sun asked, offering you his hands once more.

     You climbed up into his hands, blinking the light on your tail as you did. "I did, the lights should be on now."

     Sun carefully peeked out around the door. Sure enough, the area outside was just as brightly lit as the daycare. Sun happily stepped outside.

     "Wow, good job tiny friend!! You really did it!" Sun praised you as he quickly made his way past tables and chairs and towards a flight of stairs. His face swiveled from side to side as he went, on the lookout. He ascended the stairs in a matter of seconds, a feat that would have taken you half an hour to accomplish. You were starting to feel pretty good about your decision to accept Sun's help.

     You kept your eyes focused on the surroundings as well. You didn't see any rats running around, unfortunately. You'd only just started searching though, and there was quite a lot of the building left to search. Searching the entire sprawling multi-level mess of a complex was daunting, but with Sun on your side, this would surely be a cinch. You were feeling pretty confidant, perched way up high in Sun's careful hands. What could possibly go wrong?

[maxwell-mtv]

NEW CHAPTER AHHHHH

I'VE BEEN TIRED, I'VE BEEN MENTALLY AND EMOTIONALLY EXHAUSTED, BUT I'LL BE DAMNED IF I LEAVE THIS PASSION PROJECT BEHIND!!!!

[funtimefanfiction]

check out chapter 10 of DECOMMISSIONED, a FNAF MURDER MYSTERY! we're getting closer and closer to finding the culprit...

[snailsnaps]

Here are some of the other Beta DJ sketches I talked about in my last post!

His design doesn't stray too far from the original reference, but I decided on a more angular design, most prominently the mouth. Lore-wise, they probably went for a more round/friend-shape for what ended up being our DJ

But the Boombox-type face still kicks ass!!

Also, I've been messing about how his arms would work without an entire body to support him. I don't know much about robotics, but I hope my thoughts are easy enough to understand.

The support for his arms would probably need to be much bigger, but you get my point. They all connect to the same support that freely pivots up and down, allowing free head movement.

Each pair of arms should have their own purpose then. The first pair would almost never let go of the ceiling/walls, and the second pair provides support - making both pairs the ones responsible for both keeping Beta DJ standing, and to move around. The third pair would be then free for whatever, probably the ones designed for actually managing the mixing tables and such, so they're most likely the most precise out of the three.

He struggles a lot to move though. He's incomplete and worn, joints are loose and limbs are rusted. His arms probably creak with every inch they shift, so his movements are slow. I can't help but imagine him moving like a puppet on strings (or cables, heh), where the other limbs follow limply along as he focuses on the one he needs to move first, to then move to the next one. Yes, I'm also surprised those gloves haven't been torn already, who knows what kind of fiber those are made from...

[oldwritingm]

Hi hi!! I’m starting a new series on AO3, and I just wanted to post the first chapter here in case any of you were interested!! :D

It’s a FNAF Security Breach x Reader fic :)

Word count: 1.6k

FNAF Security Breach - A Temporary Commitment

It’s just a summer job. Four months, max. Words you told yourself as you approached the tantalizing supercomplex looming at the other end of the parking lot. It was the size of a warehouse; taller, though, by your own estimate. Perhaps comparing it to a mall would be more accurate. Yes, you decided, it was quite like a mall—the decorative exterior, the noise coming from inside, the families pouring out of every exit like pus from an infected wound. You shuddered at the comparison. Okay, Y/n, enough with the analogies.

You offered a little smile to those you made accidental eye contact with as you pushed your way inside, going against the heavy flow of people. Dodging and weaving between kids and their parents, you finally made it to the entrance.

Stepping inside, you were greeted with relative quiet. The last of the families had cleared out, leaving the place void of human voices. There was music playing somewhere, the sound being carried acoustically through the entire massive space. You felt small looking up at the high ceilings, glimpsing down the gaping corridors, trying to make out the neon signs sporadically placed along the impressive lengths of the walls.

You were turning as you walked, trying to drink in every detail of this 80s-esque wonderland. It very much reminded you of an arcade, with the dark carpets and unnatural neon lighting.

You nearly jumped out of your skin when you ran straight into something—no, someone.

Whipping around with a yelp, you instantly felt your face heat up when you were met with the amused face of an employee.

“Sorry,” they said, giving a good-natured chuckle. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

“I’m so sorry,” you replied immediately. “I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

The employee looked around, taking in the environment themselves. “I don’t blame you.” There was a twinkle in their eye when their gaze returned to yours. “This place is pretty striking.”

You stepped back, realizing how close you were still standing to them. With a proper distance established, you were able to get a full look at them.

Shorter than you by a couple inches and stocky in build, they stood with a relaxed posture, though you wondered if this was the result of a long shift. Their square face had a little smile that dimpled their full cheeks but didn’t fully reach their eyes. There was amusement in those dark brown pupils, but it was clearly directed at you and not indicative of their general mood. From under their cap you could see loose brown curls poking out, darkly contrasting the skin of their forehead.

They stuck out their hand. “You must be the new hire. I’m Asher.”

“Y/n,” you gave their warm hand a hardy shake, electing to ignore the vague stickiness.

“Nice to meet you. So, you want a tour?”

“I’d love a tour.”

An arcade, a stage, laser tag, mini golf… you were mesmerized with each exhibit and its unique neon sign. You were also noticing certain characters appearing in multiple signs, giving you the impression that these characters were the place’s mascots or something.

Going from attraction to attraction, there was quite a bit of walking between. The massive appearance of the outside was not deceptive; the place was just as huge on the inside, if not bigger because of the multiple levels. You could see yourself getting lost already.

“Sometimes I work days, sometimes I work nights. Hopefully I’ll be able to quit working nights now that you’re here, though,” Asher was explaining while you walked towards a bright sign reading “Roxy Raceway.”

While you were glad to get to know your coworker, you wished they’d tell you more about the Pizzaplex (as you had just now learned to call it). The extent of their explanations was a finger jabbed in the direction of the attraction and a reading of the obvious sign above it.

“Roxy Raceway,” they said, pointing as you walked past. “You ever worked at a place like this?”

You shook your head, and Asher laughed. “Probably should’ve expected that answer. There definitely aren’t that many places out there like this. Especially not with the animatronics.”

You perked up. You’d seen countless images of the mascots on the tour, and their names were featured in many of the bright signs.

Asher noticed your interest, and they seemed eager enough to play into it. “Yeah, each one is more than six feet tall and way heavier than you and me combined. They’re supposed to be mostly independent, so they walk around on their own and stuff. And they perform, of course. Pretty impressive engineering, if you ask me.”

“They walk around?”

“Oh yeah. They talk, too. And blink.” They leaned in a little to whisper, as if one of the animatronics might hear: “It’s kind of uncanny, how human-like they can be sometimes.”

“Can I see them?”

“We’ll probably run into one sometime soon. Though they might be in their rooms already. If they are, you’ll see them when we walk down Rockstar Row.”

You weren’t sure what you expected when Asher said they have rooms, but it certainly wasn’t the celebrity-style, decked out, individual rooms you saw down Rockstar Row. One of the walls for each room was glass, turning the spaces into exhibits. By now you recognized the mascots that were supposed to be inside. You peered eagerly into each room, disappointed to find each one empty.

Asher didn’t even note this. They just kept on walking and talking about their experiences. You might have been a little more interested if they were about experiences with the animatronics, but alas, they were mainly talking about unruly customers. Which you wouldn’t have to worry about, since you’d be working the night shift.

You were nearing the end of the tour. Asher was taking you into the employee area when they suddenly slowed down. You saw their teeth flash in the light as they winced.

“Ooh—there’s something I should warn you about.” They tilted their head so that they could murmur in your ear, and you leaned in a bit to hear. But instead of a quiet secret, you heard a snappy voice erupt from behind you.

“Asher! Have you done any closing tasks?”

Asher shot you a look that seemed to say “that’s what I was trying to warn you about.”

“No, Vanessa, I was giving the newbie a tour.”

“Newbie?” Vanessa spotted you at last. Her hard expression faltered for half a second. “Go finish up closing. I’ll take it from here.”

Asher pat your arm assuringly before departing to go do whatever it was that Vanessa was so worked up about. You were now alone with this cranky blonde.

“Y/n, right?” She didn’t wait for a response, walking past you into an office that she unlocked with a key. You followed her inside, finding the plainness of the little space a stark contrast to the rest of the massive and bright Pizzaplex.

“So, you already got a tour? Good. I’ll show you to your station.”

Vanessa pushed past you, shoving a uniform she fished out of a locker into your chest as she brusquely walked out of the office and further down the little corridor.

She came to a plain metal door and, using her key again, unlocked it. “I gave you a keycard that should unlock these doors.”

Fingering the uniform, you found said keycard in the breast pocket.

“What did Asher tell you about this job?”

You stammered, struggling to keep up with Vanessa as she rapidly descended flight after flight of concrete stairs, which were somehow even more plain than the office. “Um, it seems like they deal with a lot of fiesty parents. And sticky children.”

“You won’t be doing any customer service. The job I’m giving you requires you to stay in the basement.”

You felt both relieved and disappointed when she said that. While this did mean you wouldn’t have any horror stories like Asher’s, you doubted you’d get to see much of the animatronics that you were dying to meet.

“You’ll be watching for stray animatronics. Sometimes they end up here while they wander. You’ll patrol the basement and the utility tunnels, and if you see any animatronics, you see to it that they get back to the main level. They usually respond to verbal commands, but I want you to walk with them to make sure they don’t get lost.”

So you would get to meet some animatronics! You tried to hide the sudden giddiness that invaded your chest.

“This is the nearest bathroom. Get changed in there after I show you your station.”

You were feeling too elated to be disappointed when you saw your station. The word “station” was really an exaggeration for what you saw. A folding table against the wall in a storage room. That was it. You didn’t even see it until Vanessa pointed it out.

“You can stay in here between hourly patrols.”

How generous, you thought sarcastically. You smirked at your little quip, still too happy to let the disillusionment set in.

Vanessa proceeded to recite a long list of dos and don’ts (with much more of the latter, you noted) before crossing her arms conclusively.

“Any questions?”

Your head was already spinning trying to commit her words to memory. But you just shook your head.

“Good. Now go get changed, and you can start your first patrol,” she held out a flashlight and a walkie-talkie. She made a face that you interpreted as a smile when you accepted them. She gave a small nod, turning around and ascending the stairs, leaving you alone in the cold concrete storage room.

Okay, night one. Let’s do this.

Thank you for reading!! Let me know if you guys are interested in this; I can cross-post it on here if you are :]

(divider by saradika)

[chat-rivary]

Being a writer, your imagination has always run wild, but you never imagined that the little half-dead bat your big baby cat brought you one night could be anything other than a simple bat.

In your kindness and guilt at knowing that your cat had attacked the poor little creature, you decide to keep it and take care of it for one night. But things don't go as planned, and when the bat turns out to be a blood-drinking monster straight out of fiction, determined to kill you, you know you have to find a solution quickly before it's too late.

Luckily for you, your cat is by your side and seems determined to help you keep the vampire at bay.

Happy Halloween !

Here is the summary of my short (not so short) Halloween fanfiction with Vampire!Eclipse and Waffle, your vampire-hunting cat !

Two chapters already posted, more to come because I was too inspired but didn't have enough time. /ᐠ ˵> ˕ <˵マ

I also have a drawing that goes with this fiction but I'll post it at the same time as the end of the story ! ✧ (= ` ω ´ =)ﾉ

[corchyn]

Part 1/? .•°*★

Friday night, the police department worked without rest.

In the stuffy office of (as it seemed to y/n) the chief, there was a police officer y/n. — Children continue to disappear in this damned pizzeria, and the way our department is constantly inundated with demanding calls from concerned parents doesn’t give me any free air. The higher ups are strangling me for crime statistics, sort it out. — Y/n's boss spoke, the black haired man clearly didn't care if it was Y/n's job... This could be seen in his bright, tired eyes, it read like this: “I don’t give a damn, just get this problem out of my eyes.” Y/n took a deep breath and nodded to her boss.

— By the way, a young guy has arrived in our department, you will be his mentor. — The girl’s usually calm eyes widened in surprise and shock at how much her boss felt absolutely omnipotent and just like that he simply gave her ballast in the form of a newcomer! — Wait a second... I'm working alone! — Y/n objected, it’s fine if they entrust her with dirty work, but she certainly wasn’t hired as a mentor.

— Yeah, Darlin’, I know that, okay? You're just the only one who can take it, and besides, it's your job. Let's go, go to work. — The man shifted several folders of papers, pretending that he was also busy with work, and after a few seconds he looked at her and raised his eyebrows as if to say: “why are you still here?”, y/n caught the signal and rolled her eyes and left the office, this disgusting guy... It seemed his main goal in life was to give her a heart attack from all this work overload, while he sat on his ass, in his soft boss chair, and did nothing.

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The police car stopped near a huge shopping center, y/n got out of the car slamming the door, she carefully peered at the neon that was hung all over the entertainment center. Behind her, another slam of a closing door was heard, but more cautious and clumsy — Wow! Hah... Where do they get so much money to rebuild SUCH buildings! Looks beautiful... And very expensive... — The red-haired guy spoke, looking at the same neon signs as his mentor. — It's tasteless... And expensive, yes, I agree with you.

The guy turned his gaze to y/n, and after she moved towards the entrance, he ran after her.

Right now Pizza Plex was open and there were a lot of kids and parents around, which was surprising since this place clearly had a bad reputation. Two police officers moved around the pizzeria, looking around, suspicious persons, random things that looked traumatic, while officer y/n was doing her job, trainee Mikey was smiling from ear to ear and with stars in his eyes, enjoying the bright colors here and there.

Slowly they walked from one attraction to another, she met her eyes with the animatronics every time and every time they seemed to be hypnotized and scared looking at them, Apparently the animatronics had something in their codes like “if you see a person in uniform, you must behave well” or something like that. That's what y/n thought about every time, even ordinary bots, like the cleaners and those who distribute tickets and maps, began to behave more quietly in their presence.

Mikey at that time squealed with joy and even bought several keychains with Chika, being a devoted fan of Chika since childhood, he did not even suspect that the first days of his internship would go so well! — Officer, you look very sullen. Why don't you relax a little? Look how cute these little things are here! — The newbie showed his mentor the Chika keychain, smiling happily and looking at y/n — We're at work. — Y/n answered monosyllabically, not used to talking a lot and especially being distracted by something due to the fault of her colleague.

The green-eyed guy fell silent when his mentor put him in his place — Did you notice this? — The police officer started, but then she looked at her trainee and realized that it was pointless to ask him anything, because he was busy with all this glowing crap, as if he were 10. She rolled her eyes, sighed — All the animatronics and bots seem to just stop when they see someone in uniform. They looked at us, following us, even if they were busy with children, they still stopped. Don't you think this is strange? I noted that we need to talk to security and mechanics, let's see what they say... — Y/n said this as she took out her notepad and checked her notes. — Wasn't our goal to find out why the children disappeared, and not why the animatronics were behaving strangely? — Mikey asked, fiddling with Chica's keychains in his hands. — This is such an idiotic question that I want to laugh. Seeing animatronics this way may be the root of the problem. I suspect that someone rewrote the animatronics code and there is a wolf in uniform in the building. — Y/n answered

— Creepy... — It seemed Mikey's fun hours were over, one of the guards was the culprit and they should have dug deeper...

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