#Springtrap may hunt you down

[springy1000]

-puts a rat inside of springtrap-

Springtrap: Whoever you are I will find you, and I will kill you!!

Jake: SPRINGTRAP!! Don't say that! They were nice to put that cutie in there!! :)

Springtrap: .........I can't stay mad at you Jake...... 😌

[somewhatidealname]

Hiii, just wanna say I enjoy your springtrap art and have been eating it up all month.

But I wanted to ask some stuff regarding springtrap, I'm writing a lil story regarding springtrap and an old programmer chasing his old work from Fazbear. I wanted to ask if you have anything regarding springtraps personality you could tell me about.

hi glad to hear you enjoy my art ^_^

i can give you some insight about how i imagine springtrap behaves

bear in mind these are all fan-made interpretations and may deviate from william afton's canon personality

while william was a monster in his own right, springtrap is a true horror reanimated with no humanity left in him. not even the recollection of who he is or why he continues to live in pain, he just exists. no different from the rest of the machines

springtrap is usually dormant, especially during the daytime. he makes little to no movement and barely reacts to much around him, making him much easier to approach. unless provoked, of course

certain stimuli may trigger a violent shift in behavior. he'll become active and aggressive. he preys on fear. he will detect and hunt down human life

there is more computer programming than there is personality within him, hence why he can be deterred with audio cues. although he does show curiosity in order to better understand the world around him. it can also be argued that his instinct to target fear may be a form of entertainment or gratification

if you somehow don't have any sense of self preservation, physical contact towards springtrap's head or face will always throw him off guard

[yanderes-galore]

can i rq yandere fluffy AU springtrap? maybe something hes hunting the reader down inside the ‘horror attraction’. idk, i just want sum scary for the stinky, rotten bunny

Sure! This may be easier now that the Fluffy AU has some sort of plot.

Just a warning. Fluffy AU! Springtrap is much different than normal Springtrap. He acts more like an insane Springbonnie here.

Lost... but found

Yandere! Fluffy AU! Springbonnie/Springtrap Scenario

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Mentioned death, Stalking, Obsession at first sight, Blood, Disturbing descriptions, Vomit mention, Gore, Family death mentioned, Forced relationship (dubious on the type), Springtrap acts like a feral animal at times, Implied Fluffy AU! Springtrap/Springbonnie has some sort of personality issue due to isolation, Betrayal from both parties.

The idea of discovering the origin of rumors is an idea many would call stupid. Honestly, you'd agree with such a statement for the most part, but here you are.... You were looking for an old dilapidated building that was rumored to exist on the outskirts of your town.

Supposedly there were experiments that went on there in an attempt to create life. Yet another story to essentially tell humans not to play God. The idea of such a discovery intrigued you.

Perhaps you really did take after your father... deep down you knew those rumors weren't really rumors.

The place was real, deep in the woods with plants threatening to grow into the metal paneling. Your father worked there when you were really young... he never came back. In fact a lot of people didn't come back after working there according to the stories.

You were determined to discover just what went wrong... craving closure for what happened to your father so long ago.

You wouldn't deny that what you were doing was stupid. Yet you were willing to make sacrifices. In your bag was food with water, a flashlight with batteries, and first aid. You weren't sure what you were going to find...

But as you approach the large metal building with wildlife covering the exterior...

You're sure you'll find out.

---

Upon entering the large metal building, breaking the electronic lock to push the gigantic metal doors, you're met with a repulsive smell. That should've been your cue to turn back... only for the large metal doors to become stuck after malfunctioning due to the newly damaged lock. You shouldn't have expected any of this technology to work at all.

Your shoes squeak across the floor and you fight the urge to vomit. The smell was similar to rotting meat and old metallic blood. Upon looking closer you see dried puddles of the stuff... the larger pools coagulating into what looks like a gelled substance.

Yeah... this was a mistake... but since the death of your only known living parent, who else did you have?

You'd be alone either way.

Your footsteps echo in the large building as you explore. You flinch softly at the slightest of sounds, never feeling truly alone. Such a thought was not comforting.

Perhaps... deep down... you sensed something following you. Skeletal claws lightly clicked through the shadows while you walk deeper and deeper into the building. There was no turning back... and you were being hunted.

Dead eyes follow your body, gaze never looking away. It's been a long time since the rabbit had a plaything. The others either died or lost their minds. Other creations roamed this facility... yet they were heavily wounded.

Many lost their senses. The rabbit recalls an old friend had even managed to escape. But ever since his little... massacre... the building was more dead and boring.

The moment his predatory gaze locked on you... he felt excitement. The rotten rabbit eagerly followed you, making it known to those other creations that he was top dog here. You are his prey... his hunt...

His newest friend.

---

You had seen the horrors this building had to offer soon enough. Creations without eyes... face... limbs even, roamed this facility blindly. Some could pick up your smell... but strangely enough... they never gave chase long.

You sit on one of the cleaner parts of the floor, pulling out a makeshift ration. You sigh, hoping to find another place to escape yet also find some sort of clues. Even without clues about your father... you could put two and two together.

Upon opening your ration, you hear a noise. You pause... heart beating quickly. Clicking of what sounds like claws is heard before stopping. Your eyes skim the dimly lit area before stopping on a hunched over figure.

Seemingly on its hands and knees or squatting in the shadows around a corner, a set of greenish eyes stare at you. You look at the rotting creature in fear, watching as it flicks from you to your food. You squint at the creature.

One of its ears is seemingly bitten or rotted off. Its feet are skeletal, torn rotten fleshy tendrils droop over the bone with bits of blood. All over the body were holes of rotten flesh... like the others, it looked zombified. You could barely tell it was some sort of rabbit.

The smell of the beast and building makes you ill. Looking down at your food you decide to not eat. Instead... you toss it to the beast with the intention of luring it away. You see the rabbit twitch, gaze swapping to the food and tilting its head. You then see a rotten paw snatch the food and the beast chow down eagerly.

You watch carefully before standing up and slowly walking away. The beast stops eating the food, eyes snapping towards you before growling. You pause... and it stops.

"What a lost soul...." The beast rasps, gaze never once leaving you as it finishes its meal. You could only assume it was male due to the masculine voice. "Poor thing... did you willingly walk into this beast pen?"

"You can talk...." You whisper. The rabbit looked amused, stand up to his full height. He towered over you even though you were a good few paces away.

"All of us can. It's just that many have lost their minds. Some are still very kind, some are more... sadistic. You're lucky I found you."

"... what makes you say that?"

"There's a bear here who would do unspeakable things to you... a couple foxes and chickens, too. Honestly, it would do you good to trust me." The rabbit grins, a grin you don't trust. "I'll try not to bite."

You keep your distance with a frown. You had to play along or this one may just kill you here. You had a feeling he was only so talkative because you bothered to feed him....

"What do you gain if you help me?"

The rabbit's ears droop, seeming to frown.

"I only want a friend, dear. It's been so long since I saw a human such as you. Care to tell me about yourself? A name? Your purpose here?"

You sigh, you needed some sort of ally here. You give your name to the rabbit beast and explain your intentions. He appears to test the name on his tongue before nodding.

"My father used to work here..." You admit, the rabbit humming and tilting his head. "I was looking for clues of his disappearance."

"It sounds like fate brought us to meet." The rabbit jokes. "Call me Springtrap, dear..."

The rabbit grins and steps forward, leaning down to meet your gaze. The smell stuns you.

"I think we'll be great friends."

---

By this point your nose progressively grows numb to the smell of the building and your undead guide. Springtrap, the rabbit beast who holds a strange choice of name, has been the beast to help you in your strange quest.

What he said before was somewhat right. You had seen many more of the strange creatures so similar to him. Many were somehow in worse condition than him....

You had asked Springtrap if he knew of any alternate exits. The rabbit gave you a vague answer but promised to help you in your search. In exchange, you served as his companion.

Springtrap thought when he first tried to hunt you that you'd just be a toy he could get rid of later. Turns out... he liked you more than he thought. Plus, it had been forever since he had any human food.

The benefit to being the 'alpha' creature here, being one of the first created, was no one dared to touch you. Springtrap could only imagine what would happen if another beast got their hands on you. Oh... the gore was almost tantalizing.

Springtrap thought your motive was amusing. Your father worked here? How sad... your dad may have been a victim of the rabbit. He'd never imply such a thing to you, however.

Another thing he didn't plan to let happen was your escape. As sadistic as he is due to his isolated rotting brain... he'd be a fool to let his little human go. After all... you and him were friends now.

It didn't seem like you had anyone else to go to based on your passive conversations anyways. Isn't that a reason enough to stay beside him? You're both rather lonely....

Part of him leftover from when he was known as Springbonnie still yearned for a friend...

That's why he plans to keep you.

Even while you looked at busted mechanisms around the building, he knew you couldn't escape. Even if you managed to open a door...

You couldn't escape him.

Your conversations were always mundane. Even then the rabbit found them pleasant. It was always small things.

"Did you ever play games here?"

"What was this place like before?"

"How long has it been since the shut down?"

Springtrap faintly recalled games he used to play with a handler or two. The place before... used to be great until he died. The shut down... he wasn't sure how long it had been.

All he remembers is fighting and boredom. He didn't even have Fredbear to torment. All he had was himself...

But now he had you...

That's all that really mattered, right?

---

Springtrap forgot how it felt to have a friend. He thought they were just like toys. You play with them... then get rid of them.

With you... that wasn't how he felt. He liked seeing you vulnerable yet didn't want to hurt you. Seeing you collapse on the floor, exhausted and in need of sleep, didn't make him feel like he had to finish the job.

He wanted to hold you... though his smell would surely make you vomit... again.

Instead, Springtrap dropped his sadistic persona and sat beside you. You made him more in touch with his Springbonnie self instead of his newer identity. He liked it...

He loved you.

In his mind, you belonged here. He'd claim you as his and make your home here. The issue was how to get you to stay....

The rabbit lays beside you, matted fur fluffing softly once his body hit the tiles. His eyes never leave you and your resting body. He knows you'd hate this but...

A clawed paw pulls you closer, despite you twitching in your sleep.

Surely you wouldn't mind if he held you like this? Feeling your warmth on his fur made the beast smile. Springtrap... Springbonnie... was no longer forgotten.

He'll keep you with him one way or another.

---

Betrayal was an emotion that Springtrap remembered. He had faced it when he was locked in the facility like the rest, a test subject for some unknown project. He hated the feeling...

Looking at you now, he was sure you hated it too.

How else would you feel in this situation? The beast who said he was your friend and guide was now pinning you to the ground, growling. You found a way to escape... and he wasn't having it.

He knows he's hurting you... although you are hurting him. He doesn't want to face betrayal anymore. In fact, he feels good when making someone else feel that pain.

The rabbit would be an idiot to let you leave. You're his friend... and you would not abandon him. He wouldn't allow it.

He hated it when Fredbear left. He hated it when he was tortured by Afton. He'd rather die than let you leave.

You cry underneath him, claws digging into your flesh. He smells blood and his eyes are blown wide. You're in pain...

Perhaps it's deserved.

"Why would you try to abandon me?" He hisses. "No... we're supposed to be friends now!"

He scratches you... you sob as a result.

"We're going to be together... forever...!"

Springtrap growls, leaning closer. The stench still violates your nose and you yearn for fresh air. Springtrap laughs at your struggling.

"Don't look so sad... remember what I said before? This must be fate!"

Springtrap turns you to face him, grin wide.

"You were going to die once you entered here anyways. At least allow me to keep you until then~"

Your sobs are prompts ignored. Springtrap only holds you closer in his matted fur and cooed. You were a fool and you knew it...

Maybe you really were fated to die here... like your father.

[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

(Dark!) Springtrap/William Afton headcannons part 2

A/N: Delivered as requested!! <3 I hope you like part two, dear Anon! :)

Warnings: Stalking, mention of reader being an object of possession(or simply a slave if you want), kind of a horny William if you squint, William Afton is a warning himself, 18+!!

William walked his practical dead body rotting inside the suit down the road towards the town. His mind still filled with revenge.

The night time made it much easier for him to stay undetected as he soon entered the town.

William knew where Mike and Abby's house is due to Mike's file. He pulled his trusty kitchen knife out and slowly made his way.

When William was already at Mike's house, he saw you getting out of there. He didn't know where your house was, so instead of quickly killing Mike and Abby and trying to follow after you wasn't an option. He didn't wanted to lose the chance to play with his prey after all.

So he quietly followed you, his mechanical steps were noticeable but you had earphones plugged into your ears, so he didn't mind. William simply stalked you, keeping a distance, but when you suddenly turned a sharp corner and catched Springtrap in the corner of your eye, he stopped in his tracks. Simply staying there as he saw the fear in your eyes and your breathing getting heavier in realization.

When he saw you blink several times, only thinking it was some hallucination, he slowly started walking towards you. William could just run towards you and finish you off, but he didn't. Instead he was walking at a slow and menacing pace, angling his kitchen knife so that the moonlight was reflecting on it.

Well, then came the expected... you ran, you ran as fast as possible. But William liked it, he loved seeing someone run from him again, especially so... cute...

William soon chased after you, this time, running. But he ran slow enough to make you lead him to your house. William may be dead, but he still had a functinal mind after all.

He wished he wouldn't be stuck in the rabbit suit, he would give anything to be alive again, to feel the thrill of the hunt and adrenaline course through his once alive veins.

Given his still sadistic nature, he was slowly re-thinking his previous plan to kill you slowly and painfully. Well, now he even considered to keep you alive. To keep you as his toy, a trophy in a twisted way.

And when you finally ran inside your house, he simply broke the door down with his now more powerful strength, he saw you all terrified on your phone, already trying to call the police with your trembling hands...

He walked towards you, grabbed you by the throat and lifting you up. And when you finally begged him to spare your life, it was as if ecstasy was coursing through him, he loved hearing your sweet voice begging and pleading desperately...

He threw the kitchen knife in his hand away, his hand around your throat giving a warning squeeze as he told you in the still distorted mechanical voice of the rabbit mask that he wouldn't kill you. Instead he would keep you alive... as his toy to play with and torment as he pleases...

[fnaf-imagines]

Hi! It's time to harass you! May I please request some Yandere FNaF AR Freddy hcs? More specifically, on how protective and overbearing he is. Things such as how would he take it if you tried leaving him? Or if your douchebag ex tried to take you from him and may have kinda hurt you in the process?

I'm sorry if this ask feels condescending btw. I just want to make sure it's specific like you want. Please take your time and if you don't feel like writing it, it's fine. Thank you kindly either way! Remember to get sleep, drink plenty of water, eat, give yourself frequent pats on the back, and give an appropriate "fuck you" with the equivalent weight of Glamrock Freddy's footsteps in the game! ❤

The duality of man, Freddy being sweet and now he’s about to be yandere SKSJSKJSKSK

But in all seriousness I don’t mind!! ASKJDKJASJASK YOU TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF TOO ANON!!!! Omg, I hope you enjoy this!! <33

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Yandere Freddy Headcanons (FNAF AR Edition)

Going with the type of style FNAF AR has I imagine all the animatronics stay at a warehouse and wait to be “ordered” before going out in the real world to meet up with their customer.

You were just another customer curious about the idea of privately ordering an actual character from Fazbear Entertainment. It seemed like so much fun! What could possibly go wrong..?

Well...a lot apparently...

Looking at the list of characters Freddy was your personal and top favorite. He just seemed like such a lovable bear! So fluffy and kind! So he was the only one you really wanted to see

Freddy himself takes his job seriously. At first glance he wouldn’t think much about you since a lot of people usually ordered him and whatnot. But it was the way you were so happy to see him and how nice you were as well.

You didn’t see him as too threatening and he found that naïve but also...amusing...

From there he starts to show up more frequently, even without you having to open the app and asks for him personally. It’s what friends do! Right??

But at the same time he doesn’t want to be JUST friends, he wants more than that but Freddy is very very patient. He’ll like to take things slowly so he doesn’t scare you off and force you to tell the company, effectively keeping him away from you.

But as long as no one knows then that’s okay! Right..? Of course!

Freddy would never directly hurt you. He might threaten to, just to get you to listen, but he instead chooses to threaten those around you instead of yourself

If you refuse to be with him and want to leave then he might make a passive comment about your other friends and close family. He’s a smart bear so he could definitely figure out where they live and remove them completely. Of course, if you don’t want that then just stay with him! That’s all he wants!

Of course, if you accept him right from the beginning then he’ll see no need to threats. However, since he still has a job to do he makes it very clear that while he’s gone he doesn’t want you leaving your house or answering the door for anyone but him.

He hates being away from you and thus thinks that if you stay at home then he won’t have to worry about others trying to take you away from him in the first place!

He’s very protective and territorial over what he deems as his. He might even growl and threaten any of the other characters, like Foxy or Springtrap, to stay away from you. None of them are allowed near your house so I hope you didn’t want to order any other characters.

Hearing about your horrible ex only makes him more protective. He might refuse to leave the house altogether so that he’s always near you.

Knowing that someone out there hurt you has him so angry and frustrated. If it gets really bad then he might actually try to hunt down that specific person to remove them instantly.

Of course, if they show up themselves begging for you to get back together then I guess he doesn’t have to worry about searching at all, huh?

He’ll tell you to go hide in your room as he handles the situation. You never know what he did, but when he comes back he seems much more happy and relaxed, as he eagerly holds you and tries his best to help soothe you.

Don’t worry, they won’t be bothering you anymore...or ever again...

Just don’t question him where they went or what happened...and definitely don’t ask about the few spots of blood on him. He’ll wash that off later anyways then you two can watch a movie and cuddle! ;)

[hoaqins-funk-house]

Springtrap

Yandere

Male Reader

You can read part 1 here

Part 2

Quietly whistling, you enter the building, locking the door behind you and turning into the office, finding the familiar tall man leaning against the wall above the vent.

“Welcome back, Y/N. You ready?” 

You stretch, as per usual, humming. “As I’ll ever be.”

He walks past you, patting your shoulder with a grin as he murmurs two words into your ear.

“Good luck.”

You deadpan as his teasing hits you, watching him wave as he passes the glass. Sighing, you plop down into the chair, cursing as your tailbone hits the metal again. You follow William with the cameras, him speedily making his way back to the last room, where he motions to the vent next to him, crossing his arms in an x.

You nod to yourself. He isn’t going to go in that vent, as it would give him the unfair advantage of being in a vent where you can’t block him off.

When he smirks at the camera and slinks into the shadows, you sigh, beginning your defense.

-

It was five when you really lost him. He was nowhere to be found. 

You had exasperated a few more shades, excluding the one who seemed to really enjoy being about three inches from your face at all times. You didn’t really mind him, though; he was pretty hot.

Your brother wasn’t wrong when he called you ‘gayboy.’

Still, looking up, you see the man with a ripped up uniform staring down at you amusedly, his hand placed on the glass. Quickly, you play audio in the room to his left, making his grin lower as he gets led away by his body, you playing another sound in a further room before resetting audio.

You hear his rapid steps as audio reboots, watching him dart across the glass before finding him at the door frame. You lock eyes with him, a drop of sweat flowing down your cheek. Hearing the audio finish rebooting, you blindly grasp at the camera pad, violently and repeatedly pressing the sound button in a vain attempt to lure him away. Audio broke again because of how quickly you were spamming the button.

Right before he could take a step into your office, the bell chimes, and you shove the camera pad away from you, face hitting the desk with a thump as you let out a relieved sigh, feeling the stress leave your body.

“Hmm. You did quite well, all things considered.” William praises, watching amusedly as you wearily raise your hand, curled in a thumbs up. 

“I think I aged about a decade.” You groan, pushing yourself up to face your hunter for the night. You breathe heavier than usual, hair either sticking out or to your face from sweat, along with the light flush that comes with occasionally losing your oxygen supply.

It’s a sight he plans to see again; granted, not in this context.

“I’ll take that as a sign of quality pursuing.” He states, further entertained by your half-hearted glare. “What, do you have a problem with that?”

“You’re too good.” You say.

His brow quirks at your words. “Too good?”

“Yes, too good a pursuer. And you know what?”

“What?”

“Feeling like your prey for fifteen minutes was enough to completely wipe me. A whole six hours would genuinely kill me.”

He laughs, ignoring the feeling he gets from you calling yourself his prey.

“Well, I’ll just have to hunt to your limit. Now... isn't your shift over? Or do you just want to stay the day with me?” His grin makes his offer into what would easily be interpreted as a joke.

“Something came up, unfortunately. I would stay and chat, but it seems I must be going.”

Of course, this is you we’re talking about.

William was somewhat taken aback. You said you would?! 

You would stay back to talk with him?

He practically short-circuits, lips slightly open in shock. He only comes back to reality with the feeling of your hand running through his hair, ruffling it. Instinctually, he grabs it, looking at the hand in his grip and then at you, a small smile on your face. 

“Should I not-”

“No, you may. I just… wasn’t expecting it, is all.” He cuts you off, releasing your warm hand and watching with a pang of disappointment as your hand lowers, you stepping away. With a wave, you turn. 

“See you tomorrow, William.” 

He nods nearly breathlessly as you exit the building, lifting a hand and letting his fingers drift over his chest. 

A pulse.

… 

Then another.

…

And another.

His gaze lifts from his hand to the door you had exited through, expression shocked before his eyelids droop once more, lips forming a drunken grin. 

You are his, the one he needs most, his perfect prize and his perfect prey.

You, who gave a corpse his heartbeat.

It’s about 17 hours later that you stumble in, Your frazzled state catching William off guard. You slouch over as you walk, the dark color under your eyes speaking to how many hours of sleep you got. 

Entering the office, you, for once, sit down calmly in your chair, your head hitting the table in front of you. You turn to face the rabbit-eared man, eyes half-lidded and dull.

“I came in an hour early to sleep, if you don’t mind…” You drawl, him grimacing at your state.

“Feel free to.” 

He hums as your eyes shut, and he watches your body fully untense, noting the chair slowly rolling out from beneath you. Your face is peaceful, nearly the same expression you gave him on the first night after first meeting him face-to-face.

He sighs, stepping closer and grabbing your midsection right before you would've fallen. Your eyes don't even open, but you quietly groan, continuing to sleep as the man considers his options. 

He can rest you on the floor? 

No, when you wake up you'll need to peel yourself off of it.

He can put you back in the chair?

You'll probably fall out of it.

There is that staff room he found… 

Eh, it's his best option.

There's a couch in there, too.

He lifts you onto his back in order to not continue holding you like a wet towel, walking out of the office and into the area where cam three was active, finding the door in between a few props. Opening it, he feels the floor beneath his bare feet shift from grimy tile to thin carpet, colored black, along with a dark, ugly green couch. There’s a vent on the wall, a secret entrance to your office’s vent.

As he goes to place you down on the couch, he realizes that your arms are wrapped around his collar, head leaning into his. 

He regrets not paying attention earlier, as you were practically a heating pad. His arms, very loosely circling your legs, release as he leans closer to the couch, hovering with his back over it before realizing that, hey, you were asleep!

So, he lets himself turn, your arms still wrapped around the back of his neck, instead holding you up on his front.

Now, he decides to lay down on the couch, his tall physique making his legs have to be propped up on one arm of the couch. You lay on top of him, head nestled in the crook of his neck, allowing him to feel your soft breaths across his skin.

His arms wrap around you, feeling your warmth. With a small, satisfied grin, he feels the slightest flush cross his cheeks as you nuzzle closer. You were made for him; made to fit perfectly against him, made to be his, forever.

He doesn’t even notice as his eyelids drift down, consciousness fading. 

Goodnight, Y/N.

-

It was to the chime of the bell that you woke up, letting out a small sigh before you begin to take in your circumstances, eyes still not open. 

You fell asleep at work, but it certainly isn't midnight, as the bell had just chimed. It also isn't the chair you fell asleep in.

As they shift around you, holding you tighter to him, you realize that arms surround you, and that it seems likely you're sleeping on the rabbit man. 

Before you try to roll over and off of him (which was a dumb idea; William would've fallen with you), you feel him wake up based on the rumbles in his chest as he lowly groans.

You sigh, half-heartedly pushing yourself up. "Good morning, William."

His eyes shoot open, and he looks down, noting you and the position you were both in. "Mind letting me go?" 

"Uh- yes, sure." He releases you, allowing you to get off of him, stretching with a yawn. Meanwhile, William was reeling. 

You, saying good morning?

Your rusty morning voice?

You, apparently not caring about how you were just asleep on top of him?

Actually, he almost wishes you did care about it; you being embarrassed would be adorable.

"So… where is this?" You ask, looking over your shoulder at the man as he sits up, already feeling the void of your warmth.

"We're in the staff room. The door leads right into the attraction." 

You hum, nodding, him standing with a small sigh before standing at your side, his hand placing itself on your shoulder. 

"Nevermind that - what exactly made you into a walking corpse? Don't you know I already have that role covered?" He asks, a joking tone in his voice. You smile.

"Well, remember the funerals I got off my main job for? I had to go to one." You sigh, feeling his understanding shoulder pat. 

"How unfortunate that you had to do the thing you were getting off of work to do." 

That understanding shoulder pat turns sour!

"Listen. I, uh, can't really argue with that…"

William smirks. "No, you can't."

You sigh again, defeated. "Well, I need to head home. Thank you for letting me sleep through my shift, by the way. You make for a spectacular bed." It is with those parting words that you exit the room, not even allotting him the time to process your words.

Stiffly, he stands, following you out the door and back into the main area of the building, where the last he sees of you for some hours is the door closing behind you. 

He finds that watching you leave each night makes the cold emptiness hit him once more, returning him to a state similar to how he was when trapped. His lips, previously in a stricken pout, now fall into a scowl. 

You, you, you…

He fell asleep easily and dreamt of a peaceful void when you were there. But now that you aren't…

His dreams will never be calm. That brief instance of tranquility was like a drug to him; he wants more, the quiet, warm existence in a space consisting of nothing. Nothing to bring him pain. Nothing to bring him fear. 

But, nothing to bring him joy.

If he stays with you, will his dreams return to light? Will he feel your arms wrapped around him, holding him close as he buries his face into the crook of your neck?

Letting out a shuddering breath, he forcefully breaks himself out of his thoughts, looking down at his hands as they shake. Lifting one to his face, he feels his mouth in a wide grin. 

He already knows what he wants. 

He already knows what he needs to do.

But he needs to be patient.

-

As you reenter the building, William perks up to the sound of the door closing behind you. He purposefully replaces his wide, unsettling grin with a casual smirk, entering the hallway and seeing you. 

He will never get tired of you in your uniform.

You lift your head to meet his gaze, hearing him approach. He waves through the glass, you doing the same thing in return. You, per usual, stretch your arms above your head, feeling them get grabbed by William. Looking up at him, you raise an eyebrow, not noticing his grin. 

“Say, could you get out of that seat real quick?”

You hum in confirmation, him releasing your wrists as you stand.

You deadpan as he takes the seat, sitting down in it. "Wow. Asshole."

He laughs. "Think of this as charity."

"I'll think of it as what it is, thievery." You huff, sitting on the desk as a replacement for your stolen chair.

He laughs again. 

You roll your eyes, leaning your head on your arm, which is propped up on your leg. "I think the dude who got you made a really good choice."

William pauses. "Okay, now I think you're actually flirting with me."

"Take it as you will. But what I mean is he made a great choice for a horror attraction in finding you. Your big form is scary as hell, what with the actual organs about to spill out and stuff. Your human form… I wouldn't describe you as scary. Intimidating to someone who doesn't know you, maybe, but not scary."

"And what makes me... intimidating?" He asks, face forming into an amused expression as he watches you deadpan for a moment at his tone.

"Your scars, sure, but the main thing is your height. You're like, what, 6'7?"

"I was still quite tall when I was fully human, too."

"Really? How tall?"

"Around 6'4 or 6'5."

You whistle. "Damn, you didn't even grow that much, even when you got a boost from the suit. Actually, how does that even work?" 

"The suits? Well, when bodies are shoved into the suits and become trapped, their souls begin to merge with the vessel. For me, it took a long time, because I was around your age, but for the other suits…" He pauses, flicking one of the bobbleheads. "It didn't take them very long at all."

You nod. "Because they were kids… I never understood it."

His brow lifts. "Never understood what?"

"Why someone would kill them, and 11 of them at that. Kids can be annoying, sure, but… they still deserve a chance to grow." Your eyes focus on the ground, brows drawn together.

"I see." He responds, silent other than those words. You don't notice how his expression turns cold, lips in a downward curve. His reason for slaughtering the kids is simple. 

He wanted to. 

You look up, his face shifting to solemnity. 

You offer him a weak grin. "Sorry 'bout bringing that up, it's a bit heavy."

"No, it's fine."

You hum, leaning back while your hands grip the edge of the table. "I think I'm gonna miss this. The fifteen-something minutes we got here."

He tilts his head, so you take that as a sign to elaborate. "Tomorrow's my last day. I can still visit, of course, but I'll be heading back to my job on Tuesday."

His eyes widen as he processes it. Of course, it was never going to be permanent. The pay was shit, and you even told him that you had a month off, nothing more. 

He doesn't want to let you go, not when you're right there, not when you won't be showing yourself as often. 

"You good?" You ask, him nodding as his gaze shifts quickly to the door you leave through. All he needs to do is block it, then you'll be forced to go through the whole attraction if you want an immediate exit.

"Yes, just wondering how often you'll stop by." His eyes shift back to yours. Of course, he hadn't even considered the question. He knows there isn't any need to worry, not when you'll be at his side the whole time. He'll bind you to him, make it impossible for you to escape.

"I should be able to on weekends, and maybe Wednesdays? It depends on my schedule. So at least twice a week." You smile, the slight head tilt adding to the charm. "It's good to know I've made an impact on someone here, though. William, I really do enjoy your company."

His soft smile holds a hint of euphoria. 

You enjoy his company? 

He hopes you will feel the same over the years. His idea… 

He knows exactly how to do it.

"I enjoy yours as well."

"Well, I'd hope. Me waking up on top of you would've been a bit more awkward if you didn't." You chuckle, his smile slightly widening.

Of course, it couldn't happen tonight.

"I suppose so."

Your brow raises, arms crossing. "You sure you're good? You seem rather… subdued." You question.

He shrugs, feeling the strange warmth form in the pit of his stomach as he hears you worry for him. "I'm just a bit tired, I suppose. Sleeping last night threw me off." Well, he is actually a bit tired.

You nod, still feeling as if something is off. "I can get that. When I got home last night, I immediately crawled into bed and passed out again."

"You were still tired?"

"Well, seven hours isn't much when I had stayed up for over 40. Wait, you were tired? Animatronic-corpse-hybrid-whatevers can get tired?"

His casual grin returns. "Especially in this form, yes. I'm still a close-enough-to-living-thing to get tired normally." 

"Huh. How strange." You simply respond, eyes slipping upwards and not noticing as he rolls forward. 

"Hey, could you hold out your hand real quick? Like this." He holds out his hand in a way similar to how you grab a drink, you copying him with a slightly confused expression. With that, he rolls slightly closer, and after closing his eyes, rests his head on your hand, your fingers cupped over his cheek.

You feel your brain lag.

Your mouth opens once, you soon figuring out that whatever you would say would be incomprehensible, so it's best to not even try.

William lets out a breath, seeming to deflate into your touch. A few moments later, his eyes open to the sound of the 6 am bell and the sight of your somewhat flushed face. He leans away, leaving you still very confused. "Thanks for that." 

"You're… welcome?" 

He's already missing your touch. "Well, we should both get some rest, tomorrow's your final night." But certainly not your last with him. William rolls back, giving you the space to get off of your desk.

You nod slowly. "Uh-yeah. That's true." Sliding off of the desk, you let out a small groan while you stretch, a lot of air hissing into the noise. After you shake your head to clear it, you send a smile towards William before beginning to leave. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow." 

"Of course." He responds. When he hears the click of the door, he stands up. He needs to get some rest if he wants to be in top shape. 

His lips curl into a sneer, already knowing his plan would be successful. 

Exiting the room, he heads to the back of the attraction, returning to his animatronic form and standing in the spot he started all of this in. 

Tomorrow. 

Tomorrow.

Part 3

[autisticsupervillain]

It's Fictional Throwdown Friday!

Happy Halloween!

Conditions:

Original Book Frankenstein's Monster and Game Canon Freddy

Scenario:

Dr. Frankenstein is trying to escape from the vengeful monster he created and goes to his old college roommate, William Afton, for help. William, wanting to steal Victor's research after hearing his story, tells him to find one of his old projects down at Fazbear's Pizzeria, hoping that the animatronics will kill him. Frankenstein's Monster tracks Victor to the location and sees Freddy attacking his creator. Wanting to get his revenge on Victor himself, the Monster attacks Freddy.

Analysis: Freddy Fazbear

There's just something inherently creepy about animatronics, isn't there? The robust movements, the soulless glassy eyes, the same damn songs they sing over and over. It always feels like they're planning something. Take a night shift at Freddy's and you'll learn exactly what.

Young Gabriel was an innocent young child, eagerly visiting Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria during the 1980s. He, as well as several of his friends, was approached by an animatronic none of them had seen before, a golden bunny mascot from an era too long ago for most of them to remember. The man inside the suit lured the children away to the back rooms and killed them, stuffing their bodies into the animatronic suits to hide his crime.

William Afton was the man behind this slaughter. William was a mad scientist out to study the effects of Remnant, the material that souls are made of, in order to use it to obtain immortality. To this end, he used the pizzeria he and his business partner, Casey Emily, founded as a hunting ground, trying to see if he could hypothetically trap his soul inside of an animatronic body. The slaughter was a complete success and young Gabriel soon reawoke inside the body of his idol, Freddy Fazbear.

Freddy is far more capable that his status as a decades old animatronic might suggest. First starters, he's easily far stronger than any normal human being, capable of easily crushing skulls, either between his teeth or by stuffing people into animatronic suits. Such a feat of strength would require 500 kilograms of force, or 4903 joules.

Source:

https://archive.ph/6baPW

Not to mention the inhuman abilities granted to him by his undead status. Remnant has been shown to be capable of passively causing illusions and hallucinations in any human who interacts with it. This is what explains the various illusions and hallucinations seen all throughout the several game installments, though I will admit that this is only confirmed in the books and only really implied in the games. However, the books opporate on the standard of "canon to the games until proven otherwise", so I'll count it. Especially as other characters, such as Springtrap, are shown to explicitly be capable of causing illusions in the form of Phantoms. Though, I won't be granting Freddy invisibility, or any other powers he has in Special Delivery, as those models are seperate characters to Freddy himself.

What's more, he's a lot more clever than any undead child has any right to be. He has a methodology to eliminating night guards, you see. He'll spend the first three nights carefully studying them, never stepping off stage as Bonnie and Chica go on the offensive. Then, once he has the nightguard figured out, he works specifically to counter them. He hides in the shadows more effectively than his compatriots do and never leaves the guard's door once he gets there, angling to make them run out of power. Freddy can move from one side of the Pizzeria to the other in an instant, with only his taunting laugh being the only sign he's around at all. His clever tactics have been the end of many an unfortunate night guard.

Though that does lead into Freddy's biggest problem. Even with a criminal database installed directly into him, Freddy simply can't recognize an adult as anything other than the man who killed him. Though night guards may be his usual prey, Freddy and co have even been known to attack people during the day, hense the ever mysterious Bite of 87. Freddy may be a murderous robot, but he's still Gabriel. He's a confused, scared, traumatized child. And that certainly isn't helped by remnant's main weakness: fire. Lighting an animatronic on fire is the go to method for banishing the spirit inside from the body, purging the remnant from the robot's systems as well as likely destroying the robot. Destroy an animatronic any other way, however, and you'll just create an even bigger problem.

While Gabriel is mostly restricted by his robot body's programming, unable to go to areas it isn't programmed to interact with for instance, that restriction disappears if his body is destroyed. William Afton learned that the hard way, when he destroyed Freddy's body, he just freed Gabriel of his restrictions, allowing the dead children to finally take their revenge. William was forced to hide inside his old golden bunny suit to escape his victims, only for the suit to malfunction and crush him to death, finally granting Gabriel his happiest day.

Analysis: Frankenstein's Monster

Let me ask you a question. When does science go too far? If you were to ask Victor Frankenstein that question, he'd answer that science went too far when man dared to create life.

Victor Frankenstein is a brilliant young scientist of the late 1700s whose thirst for knowledge spiraled out of control once he got to college. It got so bad that he decided that he was ready to play God and create his own human being from scratch. After robbing a staggering number of graveyards and stitching their pieces together, Victor spent nearly an entire year perfecting his creation until it was a beautiful undead hulk of a man... with the only defect being a pair of obviously inhuman eyes.

Fearing the gaze of what he's created, Victor flees in terror of his monster, leaving only a confused man-sized child behind. As the monster was left to blindly wander his surroundings, he eventually began to teach himself in much the way a child would. He's arguably a rival to his creator in terms of intellect, quickly able to teach himself concepts like fire and even language. This of course means that the Monster is quick to learn that his presence is not wanted in this world, as he is dreaded and feared by all humans he interacts with. He is a horrible monster and his very existence is a crime Victor Frankenstein must pay for.

The Monster carefully and methodically ruins Victor's life after this, systematically killing those that Victor is close to and even framing other people for his crimes in an attempt to get Victor to face consequences for his actions and make him another monster for the Monster to spend the rest of his life with. After all, the Monster is an artificially made human and was a completely accurate one at that. Despite Victor's insistence that he failed and what he did was a crime against nature, the Monster is arguably a complete success. He feels emotions just the same as we do, Victor's just too blinded by pride and grief to see it.

If the Monster were just an extremely smart flesh golem with a deep seated desire to hurt the ones who hurt him, that would be bad enough, but he's physically much more than that. He's physically strong enough to rip off people's limbs, which would require 30 kilonewtons, or 30000 joules of energy to achieve.

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Though sadly, the Monster's superhuman strength and intelligence wasn't enough to get him the happy ending he desired. Dr. Frankenstein went back on his deal to make the Monster a bride, forcing the Monster to make good on his threat to destroy Victor's life one loved one at a time. This inspires Victor to chase the Monster all the way to the north pole, wherein the elements promptly kill the mad scientist. The Monster watches coldly as Victor recounts his life story with his dying breath, before plunging himself into the icy depths of the ocean. Though he could never find a place for himself in this cruel world, the Monster could at least get his revenge on the man who brought him into it in the first place.

Throwdown Mashup:

Throwdown Breakdown:

Alright, undead child robot vs undead manchild zombie. Let's break this down.

First and foremost, I'd argue that Freddy might be a bit smarter, but not by much. The Monster is undoubtedly a genius, capable of teaching himself language just by overhearing it and capable of framing people for murder, Freddy is more tactically adaptable. He carefully studies the night guard's strategies for half a week before adjusting himself to counter them, something that has earned him quite the implied body count. Having said that, the Monster learns much quicker than Freddy does, given that he's capable of becoming an intellectual match for Dr. Frankenstein in just the few months he's existed. Freddy might be smarter initially, but the Monster would adapt much faster than the robot can.

That's a problem that's amplified but the Monster's enormous strength advantage. 30000 joules vs 4905. That's a 6x strength gap in the Monster's favor that should make punching Freddy into scrap a breeze. When Freddy's only other trick is harmless hallucinations, which the Monster can again quickly adapt to, Freddy doesn't really seem to stand much of a chance.

Until that little issue called Remnant comes into play. See, Frankenstein's Monster just isn't going to know that he needs to kill Freddy with fire in order to keep him from coming back. He doesn't even know what an animatronic is, much less how Remnant works. Hell, even William Afton didn't know that and he'd been studying Remnant for years. And seeing how the Monster has no ways of fighting a ghost, nothing stops the newly freed Gabriel from ripping his opponent's undead ass to shreds.

Frankenstein's Monster has ever tool he needs to beat Freddy Fazbear, but he can't do anything against Gabriel. Guess he's wasn't ready for Freddy.

This Throwdown's Winner is...

Freddy Fazbear!

[mable-stitchpunk]

What is the danger level of each of the Animatronics from Can't Go Home Again?

I’m going to break down the danger level into two factors, strength and aggression. Strength will take into account powers, weaknesses, and brute force while aggression will play into what it would take to get them into a fight and their willingness to fight. 

I’ll use this to come up with a danger level, with 1 being incapable of danger and 10 being highly dangerous. I’m going to cover the more important animatronics, but I’m willing to do a second set for the rest if anyone’s interested. I obviously won’t spoil any animatronics from Going Home in a Box.

So, here we go!

Marionette

Strength: Marionette is equipped with a slew of paranormal powers that can be used in highly dangerous ways. He has telekinesis, is capable of teleporting and hovering, and can use his strings to enwrap targets and even take control of animatronics. The downside being that he has no direct weapons and that his physical body is somewhat weak in comparison to the others. He is agile in movements and capable of springing on prey and binding them in moments, then overtaking them fully... Except-

Aggression: Marionette is a reluctant fighter. He tends to only fight when defending himself or someone else and will frequently hold himself back, if not completely ghost out of a dangerous situation. When protecting a loved one or innocent, he will go all out, but elsewise he will try to talk down a threat (in the case of animatronics) or simply not reveal himself (in the case of humans). 

Considering these factors, I would put Marionette at a 7. While he has a host of abilities that can be used to his advantage, he requires more provoking to show his full potential. His less sturdy body can also be an issue. 

Foxy

Strength: Foxy is physically stronger than a human, but only averages out in strength compared to other animatronics. He is a lot faster, however, and can use his hook to do damage. That hook- being made of actual metal- could be vicious in filleting a human. However, it would be much less impressive on an animatronic unless wiring is exposed. Strong enough to ram and knock one down, however, and surprisingly agile compared to other ‘heavy’ animatronics.

Aggression: Foxy will not attack randomly and must be provoked, but doesn’t require as much provoking as Marionette. Reluctant to attack humans- he has an image to uphold- he will go after a threatening animatronic much quicker. He also has a little bit of a temper and a good amount of pride. Very protective.

Considering these factors, I would put Foxy at a reasonable 5. He can do a good amount of damage, but he’s not as strong or versatile as other animatronics, and his need to restrain himself makes him less of a threat to humans.

Springtrap

Strength: Springtrap is strong and sturdy, with a heavy form that can deal firm blows. Not to mention that unlike some of the other animatronics, Springtrap is likely to pick up a weapon and use that to fight as well. He’s slow by nature, cautious as he enters a fray, but can be ruthless. That being said, his body can be clunky enough that he can be overtaken. He moves the most like a human, which can limit what he can do. He makes up for it with his willingness to stop and plan his next move.

Aggression: When backed into a corner, not only will Springtrap fight hard, but he is equally aggressive to humans than he would be to animatronics, though he seldom starts fights unless he wants something. He has been known to flee from the threat of a fight if injured or disinterested, but provoked enough and he will ruthlessly prolong the fight. 

Considering these factors, I would put Springtrap at a 6. Being less reckless than Foxy makes him significantly more dangerous, and his strength is impressive, but he is held back by a heavy body that he must take care to protect.

Baby

Strength: Baby’s strength is impressive and paired with her large, strong claw makes her a viable threat. She is capable of ramming into a target, knocking them down, and then grabbing their throat or a limb in her vice-like grip. Because of her roller skates, she is fast on hard flooring, which adds in to her ability to quickly overtake prey, striking them down and going in for the kill. Unfortunately, these can be a detriment on looser footing and stairs and massively slow her down. 

Aggression: Unlike some of the others who must be goaded into aggression, Baby must hold herself back. She has a fiery temper and can be provoked easily, and tends to fight with a nothing-to-lose mentality. She tends to become more irritated with humans, but doesn’t always attack them with the same aim-to-shatter goal in mind.

Considering these factors, I would put Baby at a high 7 or low 8. She’s aggressive, ruthless, and packing a lot of strength, but has a few things going against her. Including her bulkier frame, her wheels, and how defenseless she would be without her claw.

The Minireenas

Strength: They may be small, but they can be just as problematic as a larger animatronic. They swarm together and overtake their target, trying to blind and confuse them... Unfortunately, on their own they cannot do much damage, and may be knocked off easily. Working alongside another animatronic would make them much more threatening, but alone they are significantly less-so.

Aggression: But they can be aggressive. It takes a little provoking to get them to attack, but not much, and they can relentlessly dog you down. They aren’t known to pick up weapons, so their anger doesn’t lead very far.

Considering these factors, I would put the Minireenas at a 2 when in a group and at a 1 when on their own. Though if they were supporting another animatronic, I would add on a point to the other animatronics’ score.

Security Puppet

Strength: Other than general resilience, the Security Puppet’s only means of attacks currently are using outside weapons or its strings, which are less precise than Marionette’s. Currently the Security Puppet isn’t much of a direct threat, but makes up for it with her ability to strategize and work with weapons. She’s quick on her feet and can control her body well, just without many offensive abilities.

Aggression: The Security Puppet is not aggressive and pretty reluctant to fight humans. She will attack an an animatronic in self-defense, but usually tries to avoid confrontation when she can. 

Considering these factors, I would put the Security Puppet at a 3. She has the potential to be dangerous, but has a long way to go. At the moment she is at least capable of protecting herself.

Ennard

Strength: Not only is Ennard capable of impressive strength, but the makeup of his build- being made of mostly wires- allows him luxuries that other animatronics can’t afford. He can fit into tighter spaces, he can redistribute wires to temporarily mend damage, and he can forcibly assimilate animatronics if given the chance. He’s capable of electrocuting- controlled shocking- others just with his fingertips. He can mimic voices and he’s capable of feigning ignorance if it means luring something into a trap. Along with silently taking out prey one by one. It should be noted that if attacked too aggressively by another animatronic, he might run, but he won’t flee from a human. Aggression: The most threatening part about Ennard is his willingness to stalk, hunt, and purposefully strike fear into prey. While he doesn’t seem outright aggressive, being friendly most of the time, he does not take kindly to strangers, and his protective behavior shows itself in concerning ways- such as hunting down and terrorizing three men just because they scared his companion and stole a TV.  What’s worse is that, unlike the others, Ennard knows how to do this and completely get away with it. He isn’t a ruthless monster... but he’s always thinking and always hiding behind a mask.

I think it’s no surprise that I’m putting Ennard at a 9 here. Ennard is all-around the most dangerous of the animatronics, only held back by his fear of other animatronics and his usually docile demeanor. 

So, there’s the list for now! Might tweak these later and could add more if anyone’s interested.

[jellycreamjammedart]

i realized that there’s been plenty of new fnaf ar content and it’s been rather a while since my last headcanons so here we hecking go (again:)

Animatronics with multiple skins tend to treat those as their exclusive wardrobe (the exception being skins that come with an exclusive CPU such as Frostbear, those are entirely different animatronics.)

Since Freddy and Bonnie have mostly seasonal suits, they’ll don them in the respective holiday as means of getting ready for the holiday. Freddy may borrow a spare suit from Frostbear so that he can dress for Christmas. Bonnie will wear the ChocoBonnie skin for most of Easter then switch to Easter Bonnie during egg-hunting activities (unless you have two Bonnie CPUs, in which each will wear a different Easter suit during the season.)

Due to the theme of the Toys’ neon suits, they tend to wear them right before gaming seasons or game nights, especially Toy Freddy. Retro Baby occasionally joins them, especially if we’re talking about old games.

Also, the Toys along with Foxy, really like wearing their neon/radioactive suits when it’s dark because they glow in the dark and that’s #AestheticGoals.

Animatronics that have been coexisting in your workshop the longest tend to become really chill about switching/wearing eachother’s suits. This comes sooner and almost immediately for different CPUs of the same mascot (like Freddy and Frostbear, or Baby and Retro Baby, where they may switch their suits almost indiscriminately.)

If the animatronics can help it, none of them really like wearing Springtrap’s suit. They think it’s gross and stinky so unless you modify their suits in your workshop, only Springtrap CPU will be wearing his suit.

Occasionally animatronics will prank you by switching their suits among themselves behind your back (again Springtrap being exception, nobody wants to switch suits with him.)

Freddy Frostbear will also answer to “Freddy Fazbrr.” A pretty chill CPU (no pun intended) but can be a little mischievous if you let him to his own devices for too long and/or he grows bored: If he’s generally in front of you, he may stick his literal ice cold bear hands on you (especially on exposed skin like your face and maybe your stomach depending on your outfit, the good old “My hands are cold FEEL IT”.) If he’s generally facing your back, rapidly sticking his entire icicle up your back beneath your shirt is his equivalent of somebody dropping an icecube down your collar (he’s very careful to stick the thick/blunt side of the icicle first because he doesn’t want to accidentally scratch you with the thin/sharp side, though.) But if he just wants to catch your attention for whatever reason, he’ll simply put his cold hand flat on your bare nape.

While Mangle is already, well, mangled by default, if you’re someone who’s immaculate about leaving their condition 100% of very high, or will fix them as soon as their condition lowers, they will freaking love you and may become a lil’ clingy. At times they may just coil their entire body around you like a snake as their way of cuddling. Unfortunately, they’re very heavy so you’ll belong on the floor until they consider letting you go, also having a literal mess of wires and metal wrapped around you doesn’t feel comfy, and sometimes Mangle may coil around you a bit tighter than what your body deems comfortable since they don’t quite grasp their own strength as a robot and you being a pitiful fleshy warmth slab.

If you have both Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie, they will constantly take selfies together. Toy Freddy and/or Mangle regularly join them but not all the time. Sometimes the two will just go up to you and include you in their selfies too-- beware though: Toy Bonnie WILL make horn signs behind your head.

If you have games, you bet your Toy Freddy will be all over them, no matter the platform(s) or era(s)-- he doesn’t judge, though may be intrigued by more occult games if he’s not heard of them before. He will frequently play your games and almost routinely challenge you to matches; If you’re busy or absent he’ll take someone else (usually Toy Bonnie or Balloon Boy, or another human if you live with someone else in the house.) If you have his VR skin, he’ll don right before a match or gaming session as means to “better get into his gamer mood.”

Everybody silently and lowkey judges Endo-01 because they’re basically doing the animatronic equivalent of walking around butt-naked. But Endo-01 doesn’t give a single flip: They’re a “ride or die” one. Yet nobody really goes out of their way to confront Endo because they consider that a lot less worse than Springtrap’s suit, and Endo will unequivocally rather remain “naked” than wear a Springtrap suit.

Chica and/or Toy Chica will habitually leave their Cupcake(s) in your fridge so that they can lowkey scare you next time you open the fridge.

For the love of Foxy, DO. NOT. CUSS. IN FRONT OF YOUR ANIMATRONICS. Either they will call your ass out on it or learn your “colorful” vocabulary and frankly neither is a pleasant outcome. You better be ready to get one heck of an earful from ALL of your bears. So if you have lots of bear CPUs: you’re in hell.

If you’re a guy and you got a crush/love interest on a girl, the Chicas will gladly give you advice. If you’re a girl and like a guy, Toy Bonnie tends to be the animatronic for tips. If you’re somewhere else in the gender spectrum and/or like somebody in another gender spectrum, they will still gladly give advice if you ask for them, but Freddy and Foxy may be more appropriate to seek knowledge from. Just PLEASE never go to Springtrap for advice. He respects all pronouns which is invaluable, but above that he’s the absolute worst at giving love advice.

Retro Baby loves memes that involve autotune.

[fnafoneshotsuwu]

Monster!Springtrap x Reader [The World Is Cruel to Creatures Like Me]

The World Is Cruel to Creatures Like Me

        You were sitting on your couch, gently brushing your fuzzy friend's fur. This process took a long while, as he has sensitive scar injuries, and almost twice your height. You hummed a soft tune while wondering about all the moments you've had with him.

~

        (Y/N) was sitting in a hollow trunk of an old tree. You were originally coming out to collect twigs and rocks. Because your just a little baby witch, aren't ya I guess. But then you heard gunshots, so you hid. You curled up into a small ball, scooting back into the big, hollow tree with every abnormal sound, footsteps of wildlife, more gunshots, yelling. It all made you scoot back in fear, your butt was probably covered in dirt. But that could be solved later.

        You flinched when you heard heavy footsteps and grunting, very close to your hidden spot in the tree. The moonlight suddenly disappeared, replaced by a large creature crawling into the tree. When it spotted you, it flinched and backed away in fear. But it saw the fear in your eyes, and your smaller, petite form. You weren't the hunters this creature was hiding from. It kneeled down next to you, a finger to its muzzle. It's warning you to be quiet.

        You only nodded in confirmation. Heavy and fast footsteps passed by the tree, the big creature pressing as far as they could to the back of the tree. As the footsteps and shouts faded away, the creature relaxed.

"So, what are you doing out here?"

~

        You smiled at the memory. After that, you took him home with you and threatened any hunters that wanted to hurt him. He always informed you of where he was going, just in case. That had been so long ago, so long ago. He told you about how he had three children, just like him. Rabbit creatures with sharp claws and fangs. He was hunting one day when the hunters found there burrow. That was the last he saw them, being skinned and beheaded by the cruel men that hunted them for sport.

        "Hey, (Y/N)?" Springtrap asked.

        "Yes Springy?" you hummed, momentarily pausing the brushing.

        "You're spacing out again," he said.

         You stopped brushing him completely, finally hearing the knocking at your door. "I'll go get it" you stood up, placing the brush on the coffee table and walking over to your cabin's front door. 

"Hello? Who is it?" you asked, looking through the peephole.

        "Authorities," a gruff voice said from the other side of the door, making you sigh and open it slowly. Revealing a man in camouflage and a brown vest, with a specific symbol patched into it.

        "I've been notified of a specific green beast in this household, and I'm politely asking you to step aside so I could deal with the pest." the man explained, arms crossed in an intimidating way. You heard the creaking of the couch and footsteps going up the stairs. Springtrap knew not to interfere and it was best if he was in another room, but not too far away from you.

        "No," you said "Sorry sir, but this creature is on my property and I won't permit you to enter it or to kill him. So if you would please return to the civilization you came from and never returned here, that would be great" you said, a sick smile on your face. The man scowled at you "Ma'am, I insist you let me in so I can take care of the beast"

        "He may be a beast, but he is a sweetheart, and I'd like to keep him, thank you. You may leave now" you said, closing the door, only for it to be stopped by a foot in the way. "Ma'am, I'm going to tell you one more time, let me in, so I can kill the beast. I am not letting another dumb-fucking Gen Z stop me from doing my job. So get the fuck out of my way" he pushed the door open harshly, causing you to fall to the ground.

        You quickly smacked the wall beside you three times, alerting your friend. Fast footsteps came down the stairs, Springtrap pouncing on the man who forced his way into your cabin. You got up and kicked the gun out of the man's hands. Springtrap held him down and looked at you. "Are you okay?"

        "I fell and my ass hurts, other than that I'm good, are you okay?"

        "I'm good knowing you okay" he grinned at you "What should we do with him?"

        You stared down at the man in thought. Now you have a good look at him. He's been on the news before, his home was filled with 'trophies' of every and all monsters he's killed, heads, fur, claws, teeth, you name it. He was popular in his dying community. "You know what? You can decide this time, have fun, and don't make a mess in the house."

        You scratched behind Springtraps ears before going upstairs. Springtrap looks down at the man, grinning wildly.

"Well, guess it's my turn to be cruel, huh?"

[thedailyimagines]

Imagine working at Freddy’s Pizzeria, and trying to tell your dad something is wrong. (Part Two)

Description: The reader just got a new job at Freddy Fazbear’s. He thinks something is up and is proven right on the first night. Maybe his dad can help? This is the family business...

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The plot is different from the game, but here’s part 2!

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The black Impala cruised to a stop in front of the pizzeria. Three people got out of the car, stopping by the trunk of the car to grab a bag before headed to the front door. The youngest of the three started to unlock the door, while the tallest looked around uncomfortably.

“Y/n, are you sure you want to be here? These things did try to kill you.” Y/n jiggled the key and cursed under his breath when the door didn’t unlock.

“Yes I’m sure. Besides, I’m the one with the key and a general idea of the layout of this place.” Sam tried to peer inside the dark restaurant, only able to see vague outlines.

“Still...” The lock clicked, and y/n opened up the door.

“Here we go. Welcome to the freakiest place on earth.” Dean whistled as he walked in the door, glancing around at the decrepit pizzeria.

“Damn, who did they hire to make this place?” Y/n slipped by his dad and started to make his way to the security office. The time on his watch read 11:55.

“Doesn’t matter now, let’s find out what’s going on here and get out.” The three headed towards the security office, and y/n couldn’t help but feel like something was watching them.

“So the article said that five kids disappeared here, and they were never found but suspected to be murdered. How many animatronics did you say there were?” Y/n shook himself out of his thoughts.

“There were four last night. I didn’t see a fifth one but the waitress said they retired one of them a long time ago.”

“Great. Me and Sam will take a look around, you stay here in the office and watch the cameras.” Y/n walked over to the walkie talkie station and grabbed three, handing one to his uncle and his father.

“Alright. Everyone’s walkies should work fine here.” Sam and Dean nodded, headed towards the office door. Dean stopped in the doorway and turned back to y/n.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah dad?”

“Stay safe.”

<—>

Two hours, and nothing had happened. None of the animatronics were coming near the office and Sam and Dean hadn’t found anything yet. Y/n idly flicked through the cameras, noting where each animatronic was.

It was on camera 2B that y/n stopped to look. The poster of Freddy was...wrong. That was the best word for it. It was yellow now, and it didn’t have eyes. Y/n could’ve sworn it was a poster of a brown Freddy last time he checked.

“Dad? Not sure if this is important but camera 2B caught something odd.” Dean’s voice came crackling through the walkie.

“We’ll go take a look. Everything good there?” Y/n leaned back in the chair and stretched, keeping an eye on camera 2B.

“Yeah, nothing has tried to kill me yet.” Suddenly there was the sound of a little girl laughing behind y/n. He whirled around only to be hit on the head by a large yellow hand.

“Y/n? Y/n!” The sound of his father’s voice on the walkie was the last thing y/n heard before he blacked out.

<—>

When he woke up, y/n was in a dark room lit by a single lightbulb. The yellow Freddy stood in the corner of the room, silent and unmoving. He tried to move only to find his wrists and ankles bound to a chair.

“Good to see you awake.” Y/n turned his gaze to the doorway of the room, stifling a shout of surprise when he saw the animatronic. It was more deteriorated than the others, and the fact it spoke unsettled y/n deeply.

“Who the hell are you?” The yellow rabbit moved into the room, and y/n gagged at the scent that lingered around it.

“My name is not important. But I suppose if you must call me anything, a few former employees used to call me Springtrap.” The rabbit, Springtrap, circled around y/n. When he came to a stop in front of y/n, Springtrap knelt so he was at eye-level.

“I don’t care why you’re here, or what you think you’re going to accomplish, but understand that there are some very delicate plans I’ve made and you’ve forced me to make a move earlier than expected.” Y/n leaned back away from Springtrap, more to escape the smell than anything.

“So what? You kill me? Make me into an animatronic?” The raspy laughter from the talking animatronic unsettled y/n. Springtrap stood and walked over to the yellow Freddy, flicking it on the nose.

“Them? I learned my lesson about leaving them to their own devices. They serve me now. And it makes sense after all; I made them better than they could ever be—and I became better as well.” Y/n twisted his wrists, trying to loosen the thick wires that tied him to the chair. It was just his luck to be stuck in a room with a homicidal robot, wasn’t it?

“So you have robot servants. Now what? You’re a gross robot rabbit. Are you going to live out your fantasy as a horror furry?” Springtrap turned around and spread out his arms.

“My dear boy, once I am done people will flock to me! Think about it; why pass of old age when you can live forever? I may not be much now, but I can assure you it’s only temporary.”

“So why kidnap me? Why not just kill me?”

“Who would think about buying immortality from me in this state? It would be so much easier if a young entrepreneur offered a solution.” Y/n didn’t understand what the rabbit meant, until it finally clicked in his head. He wasn’t dead because Springtrap needed a living body.

“Oh hell no.” Y/n started tugging harder at the wires binding his wrists, causing them to bleed in his efforts to get free. Springtrap chuckled at his attempts.

“Oh yes. Now enough talk, I only have limited time to do this.” Springtrap placed a large hand on y/n’s head, closing his eyes to focus.

Pain blossomed in y/n’s head, and he screamed. It felt like he was being ripped apart and burned alive, he couldn’t see, couldn’t breath—

BANG!

The shotgun shell hit Springtrap’s shoulder, causing him to stumble over. Y/n’s head dropped to his chest. When he looked up, there was Dean and Sam, Dean pointing a shotgun at Springtrap.

“You IDIOT! Do you know what you’re doing? I am a GOD! How dare you—!” Dean shot Springtrap again several times, forcing it against the wall. Sam ran over to y/n and started untying him.

“Hey y/n, you doing okay?” Y/n nodded, and winced when his head pounded in protest.

“Yeah, just nearly got my body snatched by freaky Easter Bunny.” Y/n’s hands were freed, and he and Sam made quick work of the wires around his ankles. The two joined Dean by the door, and all three of them ran for the exit.

“NO! STOP THEM!” The yellow Freddy jerked to life, and with a roar chased the three Winchesters down the dark hallway. Y/n had no idea where they were going, he hadn’t seen this part of the pizzeria in his scouting earlier that day.

“Take a left!” Y/n turned left, and caught sight of a set of stairs. This place had a basement? A figure appeared at the top of the stairs.

“Shit!” The fox animatronic lunged towards Sam, who only just avoided being gutted. The rest of the animatronics appeared in the doorway. Sam, Dean, and y/n ran back towards the hall, headed deeper into the maze beneath the pizzeria.

The three hid inside a small room, shutting the door and waiting until the animatronics had passed. It was Sam who turned around first to see where they had hidden.

“Oh god.” Dean and y/n turned, and y/n really wished he hadn’t. There was a small party set up in this room, and at the table were five bodies. Five small, decayed, bodies. Y/n turned away and puked.

“That fucking bastard. I’m going to kill him.” Y/n wiped his mouth and looked at his father. He had never seen his dad this angry before. Sam put a hand on Dean’s shoulder to stop him from hunting down Springtrap.

“Dean, in case you haven’t noticed he nearly had us killed and took over y/n’s body. The best thing we can do now is salt and burn the bodies, and hope that stops all of them.” The door suddenly banged open, and Springtrap entered the room followed by the five animatronics.

“There you are! It was rather rude of you to try to leave so early. But never mind that now. Grab them, but don’t harm the boy! The others are free game.” Springtrap snapped his fingers, but the animatronics didn’t move. “What’s wrong with all of you? Grab them now!”

The purple mechanical rabbit walked forward, past the three Winchesters to the table behind them. His hook reached out and gently touched the cheek of one of the deceased children. Each animatronic followed suit, and y/n connected the dots in his head; these children were the animatronics.

Springtrap came to the same conclusion. His eyes widened and he lunged towards y/n, screaming in rage. Y/n shut his eyes and put his arms up in defense.

“Holy hell.” Y/n opened his eyes then blinked in shock, hardly believing what he saw. Five children had appeared in front of the Winchesters, the animatronics crumpling to the ground behind them. Springtrap froze, taking a step back in fear.

“What is this? What are you doing?!?! Kill them!” None of the children listened to Springtrap, instead taking a step towards him.

“Looks like they want some revenge. I don’t blame them.” The children started to glow as they got closer to Springtrap.

“No! No, no NO! I’m not finished yet! Release me!” Springtrap sounded terrified as the five ghost children surrounded him. There was a bright flash of light, and the yellow rabbit suit fell to the ground. There was no sign of the children.

Sam and Dean walked y/n up to the security office, forcing him to stay put as they went to salt and burn the bodies and the animatronics. Y/n obliged and sank down in the chair. As soon as his uncle and dad returned all three left the pizzeria. As soon as they left the building, they were greeted by the manager.

“Oh, hello! Who are you two?” Y/n pulled the keys to the pizzeria and threw them at the manager.

“I. Quit.” The manager seemed shocked for a moment, then began spluttering.

“B-b-but William! You promised!” Y/n froze and turned slowly towards the manager.

“My name isn’t William.” Now the balding man seemed confused, as if he was expecting confirmation to what he said.

“But-but-” Y/n took a step towards him.

“Did you know about the animatronics trying to kill me? And the crazy rabbit guy?” The manager fished for an explanation.

“Well- I mean-”

“You asshole! I could have died!” Y/n took another step towards him and raised a fist. Sam caught him before y/n could throw a punch.

“Y/n, he isn’t worth it.” A fist slammed into the manager’s nose, causing the man to fall backwards. Sam turned in shock to his brother.

“Dean!” The elder brother shot a glare at the manager and turned to Sam.

“My kid nearly died because of him Sammy!” Dean turned back to the manager, who was now sporting a bloody nose. “He’s sixteen you ass!”

The manager paled considerably and fumbled around for an excuse. He was saved from having to when a loud bang came from inside the pizzeria. Everybody turned just in time to watch as the restaurant began to go up in flames.

“No! I poured my life and money into that place!” The manager watched in horror as the restaurant burned to the ground. Dean said something that sounded suspiciously like ‘good riddance’ under his breath and steered his family to his car.

The Impala sped away from the burning pizzeria, y/n taking a well deserved nap in the back seat. There was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind, but y/n ignored it as Dean drove the Impala out of town.

<Bonus>

The cold ashes floated in the breeze. A week had passed since Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria had burned to the ground—the official cause listed as faulty wiring.

A metal hand shot up from the ashes, pulling up a decrepit, burned, metal husk. Once it may have been yellow, but the color was dirtied from ash and burn marks.

The gray-green eyes flicked around, and the metal being took stumbling steps towards the town border where a week ago, three hunters had left town.

“I’m coming...you little bastard...you’ll pay for this...”

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I don’t own the above gifs, all credits go to the owners.

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Should I make a bad end version of this? I kinda want to but IDK...

Edit: There is now a bad end version of this imagine!

[ddenergylife]

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[yanderes-galore]

Could you make a concept for Fluffy AU! Golden Freddy based on the ideas you made with some anons?

Sure! I'll see what I remember for this... my memory is so poor lol. If I forgot something I'm sorry cause I know it was SOMETHING.

There was a whole lot of rambling in this, Sorry if that ruined things but you have more Fluffy AU lore now-

Here's the fic that had some of the ideas in it.

Yandere-ish! Fluffy AU! Golden Freddy/Fredbear Concept

(Mostly just explains his role)

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Experimentation, Death, Undead animals, Overprotective behavior, Occult themes, Murder, Split personality, Trauma, Implied sadism, Trust issues.

The origin of Fluffy AU! Fredbear and Springbonnie are entwined together.

They were created together and were the first successful attempts in Afton's twisted experiments.

Like his compatriot, Fredbear is very friendly and loves to befriend his handlers.

You are most likely assigned as one of the bear's handlers and that's how you meet him.

Fredbear is very affectionate towards you once he thinks of you as a friend.

He's large and furry, often giving you "bear hugs" to show his affection.

Fredbear is always seen in a purple hat and tie, looking like a living anthropomorphic bear.

He has claws and sharp teeth although would never want to hurt anyone.

Towards his darling he's obsessive and protective.

You often feel the bear nuzzle into you and call you his friend.

You couldn't blame yourself for getting attached.

Fredbear really did begin to feel like your friend after awhile.

You nearly forgot he was meant to be an experiment until Afton announced the next stage of his plan.

Afton now knew how to complete his experiments correctly thanks to Fredbear and Springbonnie.

He already had a new bear, bunny, chicken, and fox planned.

But what was he to do with the prototypes?

Experiments of a different kind... what would happen if you tampered with the undead?

Afton is an ambitious man

When you had left work after hugging Fredbear goodbye for the day, you were alerted he had passed away.

You were never told why.

The whole situation felt strange to you as you thought Fredbear was in perfect health.

You have a feeling Afton is behind it... but it is not your place to ask.

It's after the death of Fredbear that Golden Freddy is "born".

Afton is a man who likes to tinker with the paranormal.

He likes to play god.

His experiments with the killed by undisclosed means deceased Fredbear and Springbonnie are paranormal in nature.

Which results in Golden Freddy gaining supernatural powers.

Powers such as... teleportation.

Golden Freddy used to be friends with the undead rabbit Springtrap.

After a gorey fight between the two due to Springtrap's sudden aggression, that stopped quickly.

Especially when it ended in the golden bear's eyes being gouged by the rabbit.

You're told to stay away from the two prototypes due to the experiments becoming unstable.

You were instead sent to keep an eye on the newer experiments and their growth.

Golden Freddy and Springtrap were locked away in a lab until they could be properly disposed of.

Unfortunately there was no proper way to contain the undead bear.

The isolation from all his supposed friends and his damaged eyesight made Golden Freddy go insane.

He remembers you and misses you... making it a goal to find you.

For the most part Golden Freddy would be overprotective of his darling, scared they'll be hurt too.

But there's another more sadistic persona in him that wants to cause revenge against all that's hurt him.

Which may or may not include you.

Golden Freddy is partially blind.

His eyes have rotted into a seemingly black void... but he can still see due to being enhanced.

When Golden Freddy breaches his containment area due to his newfound powers, he hunts down his darling.

He's not as violent or aggressive as Springtrap, but can retaliate if threatened.

He's missing an ear... making him a bit deaf too.

The reintroduction to Springtrap had damaged him... but he's determined to live.

However... Golden Freddy happens to have a good sense of smell.

When Golden Freddy finds you again he isn't really mad at you.

He blames Afton and his scientists for what's happened to him.

By the time he teleports to your location... he's already singlehandedly thrown the facility into chaos.

Experiments are released and infected... scientists die left and right...

... and the culprit of it all stands in front of you.

Like Springtrap, Golden Freddy reeks of death.

He is no feral animal, however...

Golden Freddy is intelligent and, when it comes to you, merciful.

Golden Freddy has already made his decision when he lets all the experiments out.

Afton will die with his creations and the facility shall fall.

It's like his own little rebellion... but he doesn't stay long.

Golden Freddy would teleport you away from the carnage with him alone.

He wants peace after what he's been subjected to....

Golden Freddy still sees you as his handler once he tastes freedom.

He does not resent you for it.

In fact he still adores you.

Fluffy AU! Golden Freddy as a whole is Overprotective, Manipulative, Caring, Slightly sadistic/Possessive.

His mind is a mess after what he went through and he's just happy he was given the power to get away from it.

He's happy to take you away from it.

The facility is left to rot after this event (Which is kinda where this fic takes place) and most of Golden Freddy's obsession peaks at this point.

He's overprotective and refuses to let you go anywhere that isn't with him.

He can't tell if he wants to love you or hurt you at times.

Golden Freddy acts like a protective guardian over you as he feels he has no other purpose.

Despite how much he cares for you... you know you can't keep him with you.

The smell makes you ill and there's nowhere for you to get home.

Golden Freddy's trust is breached once you decide you have to kill him.

He understands... but part of him doesn't want this.

You may think this'll solve his pain yet it probably won't.

He may just come back.

Golden Freddy can handle your betrayal of him in a few ways.

He could isolate you somewhere far away with no weapons...

He could kill you and make you like him...

Or he could accept his fate for the chance he may stop suffering.

Golden Freddy is a freak of nature who shouldn't even exist.

But the bear persists all due to one man who wished to play god...

You are the only thing that makes it... bear-able-

Golden Freddy himself isn't sure what he wants... yet he knows it involves you.

Whatever his fate may be doesn't matter to him anymore... as long as it has you.

[yanderes-galore]

Hello

Hope this isn’t too much pressure for you! If it’s uncomfy in any way, please DM me and I’ll request something else

Basically - Springtrap with darling that

1. can be seen sometimes wearing Rome helmet - Galea. They just wear it sometimes instead of security cap, since they’re working at night and just love their culture 🤷‍♀️ if that made sense. They may use it as a “weapon” one time, or to protect their head.

2. After reading a bunch of.. newspapers, they realize who Springtrap really is.. that he isn’t just a normal animatronic, but serial killer living inside, now they are scared of him, shouting at him to get away.

I tried to give you some ideas to make it easier for you, hope that helped!

I discussed with you that I'm doing idea 2, so let's see how this goes.

Yandere! Springtrap with Darling Who Knows His Identity

Short Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Sadistic behavior, Mentions of death, Mentions of a corpse, Blood mention, Unhealthy obsession, Vomit mention, Violence.

- After your second night, where you see the animatronic suit in action, you decide to learn more about it by researching.

- You spend your day looking into why the suit could be moving and soon come across some...forbidden information.

- The missing kids, the breaking and entering of the old pizzeria, the fact the man who was responsible for all of it never came out.

- That wasn't all of it, either.

- You were finally able to piece it together after your third night.

- The smell that came off the suit was decaying, the inner mechanisms looked gummed up with some sort of odd matter....

- Those eyes looked way too human for a robot.

- It comes to you when you're at your next shift.

- William Afton, one of the founders of Fazbear Entertainment and Afton Robotics, was the very same robot hunting you down.

- Springtrap was no malfunctioning horror attraction robot...

- Springtrap was the final resting place of a murderer.

- You're on edge, searching for the rotten rabbit.

- Springtrap has always been oddly teasing, sadistic, and strangely sentient on your shifts....

- Like your situation was a game.

- Now you had a feeling you knew why, it was certainly not due to some programming error or virus.

- Due to your panicked mind you manage to slip up, the bot staring at you through the office window.

- 4 AM, yet death stared you in the face.

- In an attempt to appeal to Afton's humanity, or what was left of it if any, you call out.

- "I know who you are."

- Silence, the rabbit's gaze almost urging you to continue.

- "William Afton. A murderer who died in a springlock failure. Isn't that right?"

- Your voice is starting to waver.

- Those lifeless eyes still staring at you silently.

- "...I knew there was a reason to like you...!"

- The rabbit springs to life, laughing while you cower away from him.

- "Clever! Oh so clever.... You've done your research, huh?"

- The bot steps closer, the smell piercing your nose.

- You yell at him to 'stay back', to 'not come any closer'.

- Springtrap, William Afton, ignores you.

- "What~? You're not a fan of me now? Why else would you look into my origins! You look so scared... like I'd bite you and spray your blood on the walls!"

- Mechanical claws pin you by your neck.

- You struggle as much as you can while the bot studies you.

- "For anyone else that may be true... but for you I'll compromise as you put in some effort to know me! You're much different than the rest...."

- You notice the other hand come to the frayed mask of the rabbit.

- Only for it to flip open, uncovering the purplish corpse of a man.

- You scream and your mouth burns with the taste of bile.

- The smell is suffocating.

- "Why don't we continue the fun! We'll get to know each other even more.... Show me why I adore you so much, will you!"

- You're shivering from the recoil of your stomach leaving you and fear.

- Claws release you, the rabbit daring you to run and continue this sadistic game.

- Your fear of him only excites him more.

[mable-stitchpunk]

So how would you rewrite the Fazbear Frights books if you were in charge?

Well, for starters I don’t think every Fazbear Fright story needs work. Here are the ones that I think do a good job in what they set out to do.  (Note that I don’t like all of these stories, so I’m not just picking the ones I like. I’m picking the ones that actually get the job done.) These are the Fazbear Frights stories that are perfectly fine:

Into the Pit, To Be Beautiful, Count the Ways, Fetch, Out of Stock, Room for One More, The New Kid, Coming Home, and Hide and Seek.

Why the others don’t work is typically one of these reasons:

1. They’re boring and feel like they’re there to fill space. 2. They don’t utilize animatronics that they could. 3. If they DO utilize animatronics, usually they’re either a hallucination or they appear once and then the rest of the story is humans talking. 4. Many times they’re just reskinned sections of story from the game, just done in a much more bland way. 5. Sometimes they’re blatantly copied horror stories seen in your typical “100 Ghost Stories to read in the Dark”. Usually done with little change beyond names and occasionally slapping in a Freddy namedrop.

I’d say the biggest problem is a lot of them don’t feel like FNAF stories. Forget the lore, they just don’t engage in the one thing that makes the games scary: the animatronics. They’re typically just long-winded descriptions of the life of the human protagonist and then a squeezed in horror trope at the end.

The stories feel rushed. Probably because they’re done with a conveyor belt mentality. Just get ‘em done and get ‘em sold. Put Freddy in the title and people will buy anything! In which case, why not buy a cheap ghost story book from a dollar bin?

Now here’s the tricky part... How would I change the stories? Well...

Lonely Freddy: Go all the way with it. Instead of having a bunch of filler and then a swapped body story, have a young man getting stalked by a small animatronic bear, only to reveal that it is the real Alec trying to get its body back. A better twist, more dramatic tension, and feels a little more original.

1:35AM: Have Ella be an actual threat. Instead of being just a hallucination as we hear about a woman’s woes, have her get closer every night, or have her get more broken, until Delilah finally tries to stand up to the doll. Only to have it reveal what it was really made to do. Or have it lure her into that (apparently random) vent only to reveal that it was trapping her there, or that it lured other- now deceased- people there, or to find the body of the spirit possessing it. Something!

Step Closer: Instead of ripping off Final Destination, why not have Foxy actually start hunting the brothers? Or maybe the older brother convinces the younger to stay overnight at the pizzeria with him- an overnight challenge- and then as Foxy comes to life and becomes aggressive, Pete and Chuck must work together to fight him off. Maybe Pete gets seriously injured and still loses that eye and arm in the process- still would be a payoff. Heck, or have it a toned down story where Foxy’s targeting Pete for his bullying and doesn’t back down until Chuck musters up the bravery to stand up for him.

Dance With Me: THIS ONE I have a great idea for. Instead of glasses where she sees a Ballora hallucination, Kasey gets a security bracelet stuck on her wrist that drawls a broken, crawling, spider-like Ballora to her. Perhaps with all her little Minireenas hanging on. Kasey must find a way to get it off. I’ll let you imagine how that turns out, because there’s a multitude of rewarding endings.

Bunny Call: Why not make it Music Man? Or better yet, instead of another guy in a rabbit suit, why can’t it just be a rabbit animatronic? Or perhaps numerous small rabbits popping up around the cabin?... No, forget it. This story was made for Music Man. He is terrifying and underutilized, and making a cymbal rabbit just because “killer wore a rabbit suit” is lame.

In The Flesh: First of all, rewrite the story so it doesn’t wander all over the place. Secondly, scrap the pregnancy thing- it’s not scary, just awkward- and have THIS be the story with hallucinations. Let him imagine he sees Springtrap around him. Have him do something about it that he may regret. Maybe to a friend, maybe to himself...

The Man in room 1280: Forget the build-up to the lame Stitchwraith twist, you have this man carrying Ennard inside of him and you show us what it would really look like to watch someone’s body decay. This is another case where reframing a scene from the game could’ve been disturbing enough to work.

Blackbird: As this is pretty much not a FNAF story, why not make Blackbird an actual animatronic that the main characters find while looking for props for their movie? Or, have them sneak into a burned down pizzeria to do filming and run amiss of a fried Chica? Heck, make it a dark comedy. Have the boys try to use this fried chicken as a prop in their movie, only for something to go terribly wrong. You don’t have to run fast, just faster than your friends!

The Real Jake: This is pretty much just some of FNAF 4′s bullet points rewritten to give Jake a backstory that, honestly, he didn’t need. They could’ve at least done something more with it! I couldn’t say how though with how bland it is.

And the thing is that while my ideas are not perfect, at least they relate more to FNAF. There are so many ways they could’ve gone by thinking about it, but they didn’t, because they didn’t put that much thought into them. They cut corners where they could and wracked up words counts when they had the chance. Even some of the stories that got the pass did this.

Do I think the Fazbear Frights books will get better? No. Probably the next six or seven books have already been written and they’re of this same quality. Nobody has to give a little extra effort because they’ll sell regardless. It’s a mockery to writers who actually have to work for what they create, but I digress.  

TLDR: More animatronics, more effort, less borrowed ideas.