#fnaf security breach headcanons

[l0vem41l]

Forgive me if I disturb you, but if your requests are open can I have a romantic Glamrock Freddy x Animatronic Cat reader who's really shy and insecure about themselves?

skittish

「 tws + notes: no tws, SUPER unedited, animatronic cat reader, i love making stuff up thatz Not In Canon, writer is bad at animatronic reader writing (my bad), cat animatronic reader has cat-like behaviour becuz i Said So 」

「 gn!reader, romantic relationship <3 」

↳ ft. glamrock freddy (other glamrocks, the dca + vanessa mentioned)

author's note: no ur not disturbing me at all!!! ^_^ my fnaf reqs are were open!! :3 i don't typically write for animatronic reader so i hope i did this ok!! i'm so sorry if this was a little slow!! but tysm 4 ur patience! i hope u enjoy o(*￣▽￣*)ブ <3

▸ a new animatronic at the plex meant a new companion! a new opportunity for friendship! at least, that’s what freddy initially expected. every attempt to greet you was met with you fleeing, every friendly wave met with awkward silence as you quickly averted your eyes and pretended not to see— and conversations were nonstarters.

he started to get nervous that you didn’t like him. which was a very rare experience for freddy.

▸ he asks vanessa all abt you. what were you built for? were you a new glamrock? why did you not like him? :(

“officer vanessa! i was looking for you! if i may ask—” freddy’s sentence was cut off with an exasperated sigh from the overworked security officer, barely through her shift and already done with everything. she jus like me fr.

“if it’s about that cat you keep asking about, upper management barely gave me any information. i’ve told you what i know,” vanessa rubs the bridge of her nose, reciting the info she had already told freddy possibly a thousand times, “the new animatronic is under beta testing, currently coded to not be overly social in case people get attached, and probably not going to stay very long.”

his ear twitches at the last part.

“i… i see.” freddy nods thoughtfully, thanking vanessa politely, which she dismisses with a small shrug before walking off.

he doesn’t notice you around the corner, quick to leave the scene before your presence could be discovered.

▸ skittish. that is his first impression of you. your first interaction is nothing more than him grinning at you and greeting you with a “hello!”

this seems to startle you. he expects you to make your escape immediately, as per usual— but to his surprise, you manage to muster up the tiniest “hi” before leaving.

he’s giddy about the exchange all week. the others never hear him shut up about you, freddy always gushing about the progress he made with you.

monty considers decommissioning him over this /j

▸ while vanessa had informed him of the fact you were not particularly socially inclined for the sake of beta testing, freddy began to question if that was the truth. in a few weeks time, with plenty of attempts made to speak to you and the utmost amount of patient, you grow close to freddy.

one day, you express a distaste for the limelight. something about the amount of eyes being on you frightening you, he recalls. and he’s certainly never felt that way— made for the spotlight, made to perform— freddy has a hard time conceptualizing what that might be like. and while he may never understand, he’s determined to help 

▸ no, he won’t force you to be friends with everyone at the pizzaplex and frankly doesn’t think that’s a good idea— but he certainly tries to encourage you to talk to the others who are just as curious about you as he was

freddy can’t help but be worried though. what if chica overwhelms you with her chattiness? what if roxy intimidates you too much? what if monty scares you away? what if sun and moon— well… the daycare attendant is a whole other thing in itself.

so, yes, while wanting you to speak to others and interact, he can’t help but be just the tiniest bit protective. freddy really  doesn’t mean to hover. but yes, he looks out for you always. can’t have any of his hard work be undone! not after he spent so long trying to get you out of your shell.

▸ this ends up in you two developing a system when first meeting the others. freddy accompanies you, holding your paw in his. every so often in the conversation, he squeezes it gently to ask if you’re okay.

one squeeze back for yes, two for no.

this is especially helpful when you get overwhelmed or anxious midway through a conversation and have no idea how to end it. he’ll simply make an excuse and find a quiet place for the two of you to calm down. he’ll always tell you he’s proud of your progress at the end of meeting someone new. slowly but surely, freddy sees you grow into yourself more— and he’s just delighted :))

▸ he’s quick to reassure whenever you’re insecure, earnest as ever. when you grow comfortable enough around him, freddy likes to hold your hand when speaking to you. a very good listener, and an insanely good pep talker.

▸ freddy is busy almost constantly, but he chooses to spend his free time with you!!!!! you contemplate with him what you life will be like after your beta testing stage.

he tries not to think too hard about it. to him, you’re here to stay. you have to be! he’d miss the way you absentmindedly paw at things when your bored, the way your voice box emulates a purr when you’re content, the way your yawn was stupidly cute— annndd yes fine, whatever, he was getting attached.

your shyness may have been coded as a feature to keep people away, to deter any potential attachment before a finalization of your launch in the pizzaplex— but it never deterred freddy. It just drew him in closer. and how special he felt, getting to know you.

-

“i don’t think i’m built to be a glamrock,” you say suddenly, breaking the silence as freddy organizes his room. the gifts from fans are arranged purposefully by him, each one placed with utmost care. you're sitting at the edge of his couch, kneading into a throw pillow absentmindedly as he decorates.

“and what makes you say that?” he questions, gaze focused on putting up a drawing done by a young child, depicting him in an array of messy lines of marker. he straightens it out and places it on the wall, taping it down before giving it a little satisfied pat.

“i’m just not as good as you guys. you’re all total rockstars and i’m just… useless.” you trail off awkwardly, averting your eyes from him. “my consciousness could be programmed into a staff bot and i’d still manage to be lousy.”

he looks at you. a beat of silence before he speaks again.

freddy’s voice is soft. “you’re perfect, superstar. you could be a glamrock. you could be anything.”

you glance up and him. he knows you don’t believe him.

“you have a place here.” he reassures.

“yeah? where?” you challenge.

“with me!” freddy’s response is quick, ears wiggling happily as he declares it— it takes him a moment to process what words just came out of his mouth.

“...and chica, and roxy, and monty— the rest. you’re one of us, now.” he tacks the last part on quickly, feeling bashful.

still, you smile, feeling slightly flustered yourself. “you think so?”

“i’m certain.”

▸ freddy loves you. in all your skittish, awkward, shy glory— he loves you.

naturally, he’s ecstatic to receive the announcement you’re there to stay! he can’t wait to see how you grow into yourself, and of course— he’ll always extend a helping paw when you need him.

— reblogs always appreciated!

[valentine-writes]

sorry, i'm too shy !

[ tws + notes: no tws, insanely quiet and nervous reader, staff reader, unedited becuz u know me ]

↳ ft. montgomery gator

「 gn! reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

author's note: reader gets 2 b a little shy and awkward.... as a treat :] anyways i got carried away and write a whole lil short fic heeheheoeheoehoeh.... first post of 2023!!! woo!!! i will also say rq. i will b clearing my inbox to have a Brand New Start!!! i am sorry if i couldn't reach ur req in time babes :[ </3

the first time you met monty, you were fixing up some scratches on the paint of his bass. he eyed you, as you sat on the green room sofa, gently painting over the marks.

"so, you're the newbie at the 'plex, yeah?"

you glanced up at him for a second, considering his question before giving him a small nod. your incredibly brief response was followed by your focus falling right back to your task.

monty let out a slight huff, dissatisfied with your incredibly curt reply. you had barely even acknowledged him. his impatience was clearly getting the best of him, evident in the edge of his words as he spoke up barely even a second later.

"you got a name, or am i gonna have to keep callin' you newb–"

tap.

you looked up at him with a small smile, gesturing to the name tag pinned to your uniform shirt. your finger tapped its smooth plastic surface again for emphasis.

tap, tap.

he stared at the neat printed lettering of your name, mouthing it to himself before looking up at you irritated. did you just think he wasn’t worth your time? you had spared no words to him, even to introduce yourself. and just like he had never asked, he watched as you went back to finishing up your job.

you lifted the bass to the light, eyes focused on its shiny surface. your nose scrunched slightly as you examined it, trying to figure out whether the scratches were visible. after a few seconds, you deemed it well enough to hand it to him. you gently placed it in his grasp, smiled– and got out of the green room before he could say a word more to you.

—

before monty had known you, you were just the quiet, no-name human employee, present during early morning shifts before opening, or after closing shifts in the late night.

you mostly took care of small tasks– but every so often, you were trusted enough to do little bits of maintenance on the glamrocks. basic things like touching up chipped paint, or replacing broken or missing accessories.

more than usual, however, you took care of more mundane work, such as unpacking and restocking gift store shelves with merch, or being the standby human staff to help out customers who weren't so keen on technology. this specific part of your job (and more noteworthy, the main part of your job) seemed to be something you were… less fond of. any passerby could notice the hesitation before each of your movements or see the soft trembling of your hands as you tried to help out the customers to the best of your ability. monty might’ve not been the most observant– but it’s not like it took too much to see how timid you could be.

still, he never saw you complain about it. not once. you dealt with everything your job required you to do without a single word, even if you had to go out of your way to do things you disliked, you abided by every single rule and regulation, made sure to stay out of other people's way, and even apologized to wet floor sign bots if you ever accidentally bumped into them.

despite your reserved behaviour, you weren't a stranger in the pizzaplex. a lot of the staff and animatronics knew of you and saw you around the place frequently but you seemed to insist on keeping to yourself whenever possible. you were content with being a silent, social recluse, who got the work done day after day without a word.

that sparked curiosity in monty. your shyness had accidentally wrapped you in complete mystery to others.

at first, conversations between the two of you were mostly reliant on monty initiating them, followed by him doing most of the talking. you were all nervous smiles and laughs, nods of agreement or shrugs, and barely ever spoke up. it almost pissed him off, knowing you meant no harm but still showed no obvious interest in speaking to him.

he could’ve ended it there. waited for you to make the first move instead. ignore you and your presence until you came crawling back into hopes to gain the attention he once gave you. in every other scenario, he would’ve resorted to pettiness, yet still, he found himself saying hi to you when he passed you, in a half hearted attempt to start conversations. it didn't work. monty however, ever persistent and growing more curious by the day, had decided to put an end to this. once and for all. he was determined to talk to you.

—

your task of the day was sanitizing and reorganizing the rental bowling shoes in bonnie bowl. so there you stood, behind the bowling shoe rental counter, disinfecting spray in hand. you’d grab a pair of shoes, clean them, and then set them aside, each in a different group according to size. a very simple task, which demanded little to no thought. repetitive, plain, and utterly boring– you did it in silence, off in your own world as you carried out your job. wash, rinse, repeat.

in fact, you had happened to be so zoned out, that you hadn’t paid any sort of attention to the very large gator animatronic that had just walked in. not even when he approached you to stand right in front of the counter, his arms crossed and stance towering over you. you didn’t even look up.

"not even gonna say hello, huh?” though his gaze was undeniably intimidating, something in his voice gave you the impression he was almost amused by your unresponsiveness. it takes a lot to not notice a huge animatronic gator after all.

a smile crept up on your face as you looked up at him, no hint of alarm at his sudden presence. you set down the shoes you had just disinfected, before giving him a little wave.

your little grin seemed to make him stop for a second– like he had lost anything that he was about to say. there was a pause in the moment, as he considered your silence. he looked you directly in the eye. the type of stare that made you want to wilt away, nervously waiting for some sort of angry, sharp-tongued remark.

“y’know, it’s kind of weird,” he began, “to know your name without even being told it.”

your glance briefly dropped to your nametag, pinned to your shirt.

a small frown formed on your face.

“oh.” you had forgotten that your first response to him asking for your name was just a quick point at your nametag and a polite nod. even your reply now– a small noncommittal mumble, more sound than word– was incredibly ambiguous. did that make you rude? oh god. the last thing you wanted was to upset someone.

“that’s what i’m talkin’ about. i get it, you’re not huge on chatting or whatever. but you should know you’re not talkin’ to just any stranger. in all the time you’ve been here, i’ve barely heard your voice.”

the shake in your hands did not calm at this. somehow, the fact he was being patient with you felt worse. you tried to search for something to say, feeling your mouth running dry already. was "sorry, i'm too shy" even a good excuse?

as the mini debate raged on in your head, monty began to feel like he messed up, watching you quiver like an anxious puppy.

“...i didn’t know you’d want to hear it.” you reply. you looked straight back at him, trying not to shy away again. “i’m sorry.”

you leaned forwards, offering a nervous smile while trying to ignore the quickened pace of your heart, or the burning heat in your face. “so uh… what are you trying to find out about me?”

he grinned at you, star-shaped shades slipping down in front of his eyes.

“anything. what’ve you got going on inside that head of yours, huh?”

and so you talked. for the very first time, you did all the talking and he did the listening. it really only began as some mindless rambling to spill the thoughts you’ve been holding in, as you had assumed he wasn’t really listening all too much. but he learned a lot of things about you that day.

he watched the way your eyes lit up when talking about something you loved, how mouthy you could get about something you hated, or how expressive you were when telling stories. your voice was a sound he would’ve never gotten tired of. he clung to every sentence, every word… if you had just carried on with your little rants forever, he would’ve never objected.

finally, he got to know you.

you paused for a second, staring at the now neatly organized shoes. the corners of your lips twitched into a small, uncertain grin.

“ah… thank you for listening. but– i really gotta go.” you mumbled, feeling sheepish that you had lost track of your progress and the time, all because you got caught up in your scatter-brained monologue.

just like the first day, you left before he could even get a word in. giving him a sweet smile and another small “thank you,” you headed out the doors and out of the ‘plex.

always slipping away before more progress could be made. that was fine. he’d just wait for your next shift, hoping he could finally hear your voice again.

[angelsandarsenic]

ECLIPSE UPDATE BECAUSE OHMYGOSH

—Eclipse has always been a sort of older brother figure to the other two

—He struggled for a while figuring out his pronouns but goes by he/star/void

—Eclipse genuinely loves kids and specifically taking care of people. Sun and Mooon like kids too ofc, but after they got broken Moon was obviously a safety hazard and for Sun it became more of a responsibility and he had to do 3 peoples work

—Sun was very glad to take a break once eclipse and moon came back, but had a hard time letting go and not being the caretaker/responsible one anymore

—Eclipse has smaller sunbeams than Sun

—if they had separate bodies, Eclipse would be the tallest

—Eclipse was the main face of the daycare and Sun and moon used to actually be shy to talk to the other animatronics; eclipse would help them, like the one friend who orders food for everyone with anxiety

—Moon’s primary function isn’t to make sure all the kids have nap time—it’s to make sure the kids with nightmares and insomnia are safe and not lonely and to give them the best care they can

—since they were both lonely in the shadows and Moon leaves the daycare, Moon and Monty were friends before the daycare attendants got broken and Monty joined the band

—Sundrop loves to teach the kids, stuff like helping with their homework or trying to instill good habits and life lessons

—Eclipse actually always used to call Sun Sunrise instead of Sundrop, starting when they were having a bunch of anxiety and self-consciousness about him and Moon being just lesser parts of one (Eclipse) It helped differentiate them and make them feel more independent of each other

—Eclipse, while not broken or glitching, somehow always managed to have more autonomy and creativity than the other two and more often deviated from stars programming

—there are hardly any kids who remember Moon and Eclipse the way they used to be. All of them have aged out of the daycare by now

—Sometimes after the incident some kid would mention eclipse, moon or Bonnie to the other animatronics and it would cause issues since the pizzaplex wanted to keep such things under wraps. The other animatronics got their minds wiped of the old daycare attendants. Because Freddy was so difficult to forget Bonnie though (which is also why I think started his deviation from other programmings) he would sometimes visit the daycare to help and comfort Sun, although he doesn’t know exactly what happened to Moon and Eclipse

—None of the daycare attendants can legally diagnose, but they’re all well versed in kids neurodivergencies and how to work with them. There’s also a place on the daycare sign in sheet for parents to write down that information

—Eclipse’s main role is security for the daycare (his and moon’s programming got scrambled when they broke) and parent/staff relations, but he’s still incredibly patient and kind and only uses violence if necessary

—Used to be friends with M.X.E.S, they would tell each other of disturbances and threats as well

—Eclipse has no idea what happened while void was out. Moon has a large chunk of missing memory that bothers them constantly. Sun had to explain to them both what happened and that there won’t be any more children coming

—After everything, Moon kind of pulls away and gets really reserved, but it goes and leave the daycare sometimes, seeing the ruins of the pizza plex and the animatronics. None of that particularly bothers them, except the fact that it finds every broken animatronic except Monty

SUN/MOONDROP HEADCANNONS

I love them

both of them will screech at you for language like BadBoyHalo

They have bandaids in their chest compartments and they're rainbow (Moon's are space themed)

Moon leave little gifts for Sunny sometimes and makes sure there's always plenty of glitter glue and craft supplies

He does have to hide the fizzy fazz though, otherwise Sunny will drink too much

Moon likes to sleep at the bottom of the ball pit

Sunny's room is filled with just about every type of light source--candles, fairy lights, leds, lamps, etc.

the human employees don't know how absolutely terrifying Moon is (I love him anyway tho), so they just think Sunny is afraid of the dark as part of his programming to connect with the kids

Sun/Moon's personality switch being so drastic wasn't intended, the chip got damaged on it's way to the pizzaplex

Roxy’s chip came with it and was also in the accident but suffered less damage

the "beautiful/handsom, whichever you prefer" tik tok sound is actually something Sunny does. He also asks for pronouns

He/xe Sunny

They/it Moon

Sometimes Moon plays pranks on Sunny and the guards. They're...mostly harmless

Sundrop has infinite patience and empathy

Moondrop would yeet a child if it didn't stfu quickly

They're both programmed to recognize signs of child abuse

Will be updated because I can't stop thinking about them :)

Both programmed for ASL but forget to use it when distressed

Moon doesn't just sleep in a certain spot, it creates whole nests like a feral hog or smth

Sunny is used to getting presents/art from kids, but when Moon gets them they absolutely melt (and definitely still have it a decade later)

when I say they sound like BBH saying "laNGUAGE", I mean identical

on April fools Moon doesn’t bother playing pranks because that’s the day Sunny goes all out. Those are harmless and can be funny for everyone at first, but xe plays so many of them that it gets annoying

[creteevidence]

GREGORY BEING PATIENT 46 MAKES ME CRAZYYYY

art dump under the cut

i originally gave him a suit but changed my mind i think he just has that hoodie snd works behind the scenes while vanny is the one in disguise among the glamrocks

i also eventually gave vanny clothes which i like a lot more, i feel like it fits way better with my other glamrock designs and makes her design way more fun

[gooze-chumpz]

Hc that all of the animatronics are programmed to physically not be able to curse and when they try, it’s substituted by a prerecorded voice line of the equivalent of what an older white guy would say when he is slightly inconvenienced…this isn’t a problem for Freddy, this is already his vocabulary by nature

[alynwrench]

They're not too far off from canon but heres my semi stylized dca design refs !!

[cacaocheri]

it's been too long since I've done a proper shitpost so I cooked this up for y'all. bon appetit 🤌

[toraochi]

MORE BREEDING KINK!!! MORE

william afton and henry emily having a breeding kink with their s/o - nsfw headcannon. I'm back ig

warning: breeding, swearing, name callings and minors dni

notes: thank you for liking my content!! you asked and I shall delivered, encore !!!

William Afton

he was crazy, crazy stuffing you full of his semen inside you. heck even thinking about it makes him go feral all of the sudden.

as much as he enjoys killing kids while stuffing them in a suit, he likes to also stuff kids inside you too.

he can't stop thinking about creaming in your little pussy that he loves so damn much, god he couldn't resist

this man is a creep. would literally hump dry ur panties because he can't cum inside you rn.

after he came home to you, he immediately slammed your body into the wall and started snaking his hands into your thighs, wanting that stupid fucking panties be off and have his way to you.

mating press. no buts. he will fold you in two as keep pounding in your sweet pussy because he loves how his cock is just fits perfectly.

he also likes to cum inside, he ain't like the mess after all

"You take me so well, I'll make you a bitch in no time."

Henry Emily

this guy. this guy is a busy man.

but you know one thing he won't be forgetting is how your cunt hugs his member so perfectly.

he found out that he had a breeding kink after you ride him and you refuse to let him pull out.

gosh seeing his cock creamed while still inside you still reminds him of this day.

he was hard, so fucking hard in his pants .

he called for you, leaving the animatronic that he was trying to fix in the past 4 hours in his basement, your twins are probably sleeping now

you came for his call, just for him to grope your sweet juicy breast, still producing milk until this day.

he started pinching your nipples as little dribble of milk spurs out. he wants to lick it.

he didn't even touch you yet you're so wet. he proceed to grind on your ass, wanting to have a release after a long day's work

his cock just melts inside your sweet velvet cunt as he whines on how he is gonna add another angel to the family

"let me make you pregnant mama, let me breed you and stuff you with my cum oh god-"

[jupahochiko]

|•Michael Afton/schmidt (movie) Hcs•|

-Makes you coffee or tea in the morning -Gives you quick kisses on the cheek/mouth before he leaves for work -adores seeing you play with Abby(I forgot if that's her name)

-big spoon 50% of the time

-nicknames like just a shorter version of your name or Darlin'

-he fell first and harder

-Lots of random hugs from behind

-he's such a teddybear :')

[sketchysquiggle]

Bonnie's attempt to jokingly bully the new guy didn't go so well

[venbetta]

I had to draw it, even if it's just a roughly drawn comic in my sketchbook

[l0vem41l]

star stickers and best efforts.

「 tws + notes: no tws, unedited, hurt/comfort but 100% not at all, reader is mildly mean when nervous LIKE A BAD DOG /ref and most definitely written self-indulgently by accident, sun is mildly condescending, they r each others best supporters, mentions of a customer being rude but rly nothing crazy, sun uh... he's an interesting fella, BIGGG dialogue chunks im sorry im sorry 」

「 gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

↳ ft. the daycare attendant/sun/sundrop

author's note: my wip title was literally just "the one where you're yelled at" :p but... hiiii!!! obligatory return to fnaf real quick becuz,,, no, i still havent gotten into the ruin dlc but YES i do love sun's personality in help wanted 2..... if this is ooc u can erm. shove me into wet concrete. (。﹏。) aaannywayz!! missed this!!! missed this so much!!!! ( ╯□╰ ) sorry for not valentine's day posting,,, scandalous ik since im lit rally Called Valentine. but oh well. enjoy! or dont. if you dont im sorry please request fnaf stuff so i can Fix That /srs

if you weren't relying on this job to put food on your table and a roof on your head, you’d burn the freddy fazbear’s mega pizzaplex to the ground for a piece of pocket lint and a pat on the head.

maybe it’s a bit dramatic to say that— you're paid well, you like your mostly robot coworkers, and most of the time (emphasis on most and not always) the work is manageable enough.

the customers are another story.

sun notices the minute you walk in the daycare. you look like you're a minor inconvenience away from murder— which naturally, makes him feel inclined to prod a little.

“well, someone’s awfully sulky today!”

while you’d typically crack a smile at the upbeat jester animatronic, his enthusiasm in the face of your misery is grating. there’s no energy left in your body to banter with him— you were using most of it to drag your feet over to the shoe caddy, toolbox in hand to fix up its shelf, now hanging askew due to a busted bracket.

“can it, sunny, i don't wanna hear it.” you mutter, more venomous than you intend it to be. he doesn’t even blink at your grumpiness. instead, he happily holds up the shelf while you inspect it and grab a new bracket to secure it.

at least he’s trying to make himself useful. you think to yourself.

his faceplate tilts slightly, staring at you with that ever present grin. his staring isn’t really helping, but you don’t fault him for it. you’ve gotten used to his antics by now. “woke up on the wrong side of the bed?” sun questions.

you shake your head.

“got yelled at by a customer— now, if you could please just drop the topic—” you sigh exasperatedly, not even bothering to finish the sentence as you sit down cross legged in front of the shoe caddy, slumping slightly in defeat.

much too persistent for his own good, sun decides that inquiring even further about the incident that seems to have you beat down is a good idea. “what’d you do?”

you consider feigning offense as he insinuates it’s somehow your fault. but you don’t. you just shrug it off.

“my job.” 

“ah, they do hate it when you do that.” he tuts.

“it wasn’t even that big of a deal,” you mutter, getting the bracket in place and marking it, “this one kid just so happened to walk up to the arcade machine i was putting an out of order sign on. i felt bad, so like, obviously, i hand the kid a few tokens, apologize politely, explain— and you’d think it’s all good right?”

you pause mid-ramble as you fix up the shelf. in all your misery, you forgot that you don’t even know exactly what caused the shelf to collapse like this. you consider asking.

sun leans in just a bit too close, interrupting your train of thought as you stare at the shelf. when you glance at him, he gives you a little nod.

go on, he seems to say wordlessly. he’s waiting silently for you to continue your story. it’s never not unnerving when he’s quiet.

“...anyways, uh... the kid’s dad came by and got mad or something. didn’t understand why i couldn’t just let him play one game since it looked perfectly functional— keep in mind, this is the arcade machine that literally kept eating up tokens only to not function, and shocked kids when it did— so i kept trying to explain why i couldn’t exactly do that. but for some reason, it was such a big fucking deal—”

“language.” he chides.

“...fricking deal. of course, i had to be berated for it. i offered to grab them more faz-tokens as compensation and i thought the problem was solved... and then i checked and saw he still left a bad review. definitely gonna hear about that from management.” sun hands you a tool as you continue to speak.

“but now i’m upset, i’m definitely in trouble, and my face hurts from the whole customer service smile i was holding that entire conversation. like seriously, i don’t know how i’m expected to do that 24/7.” you stop at your last remark and stare at sun and his unchanging expression. “...my bad.”

the awkward silence only lasts for a moment, thankfully. you’ve spoken your piece— sun decides to speak his.

“you did your best.” he says simply, as you finally fix the shelf into place. he pats you on the head and doesn't even hide his amusement when you sulk.

“i know that tone, sunny, you're making fun of me—”

“poor thing.” he continues, grinning brightly as he makes a show of patronizing you. sun’s hand continues to pat the top of your head gently, like he would when consoling a child. or when greeting a dog. has he,,, ever seen a dog before? probably not.

you groan and manage to shove his arm away.

“i do mean it though,” he continues, his tone still lighthearted— but notably more earnest as he notes your expression. sun helps you put your tools away neatly back into the toolbox, even though it really is just a one-man job.

“you tried your best,” sun closes the toolbox with a flourish and a click, “...and for that—!”

with a dramatic flick of his wrist, bells jingling as he does, sun produces a gold star sticker from… somewhere. he holds it up for you to see.

and then gently presses it onto the tip of your nose.

“to my favoritest human employee here! and my bestest of friends!” it’s hard to bite back a smile at those words. even if his little show of empathy and affection is much too theatrical for your current mood.

“whatever.” you shrug a little, unable to stop the corners of your mouth from twitching into a little grin. standing up and grabbing the toolbox, you give him an awkward thumbs up.

“thanks. and uh… sorry. for being mean. i guess.”

sun shakes his head dismissively, bouncy and bright as ever. “oh, don't mention it!”

something about his seeming lack of offense towards your prickliness makes you feel even more guilty. still, he gives you a wave as you head out, “bye-bye”-ing happily as you walk away, sticker stuck to your nose and smile on your face like an idiot.

you decide you’ll find a way to make it up to him later. you figure he deserves that much for putting up with everything.

meanwhile, sun is taking mental notes on more stuff to break of whenever you’ve been away for too long. just in case, of course. maybe you’d have more interesting customer encounters to rant about. and hey, you could use the company, couldn’t you?

— reblogs always appreciated!

[valentine-writes]

could you write some headcanons about glamrock chica and roxanne having a crush on reader and not having a single clue how to confess? (if the reader is human or an animatronic is up to you!!)

ty!! have a good day ^^

CD BABY ! ☆

[ tws + notes: no tws, fluff, insanely unedited, reader is an animatronic becuz i wanna SWITCH THINGZ UP FOR ONCE MWAHAHAHAHAHA, oh no accidental angst in roxy's part,,, my bad (´｀;) ]

↳ ft. glamrock chica, roxanne wolf

[ gn! reader, romantic relationship ]

author note: I LOVE WRITING FOR MY GIRLS!!!! chica roxy so beluved by me,,, SO SOZ THIS IS LATE ANON :( <3

a new animatronic at the plex was quite the rarity. of course, staff bots and wet floor sign bots were frequently replaced. but you were something different. just as intricately made as the glamrocks, carefully designed and constructed to be marketable and loveable–

you found that everyone wanted a piece of you– of course, being the shiny new animatronic at the pizzaplex, people wanting to know you was nothing surprising.

what was unexpected however, was just how popular you got. in just short of two weeks, you had gained an immense amount of fans (children, teens, and adults alike–), merchandise of you selling out in the gift shops, and meet-and-greets filled with people, all wanting just to see you.

being adored was just the treatment that was expected for you. little did you know, a certain fellow animatronic felt similar adoration.

if only she could find time to tell you...

GLAMROCK CHICA headcanons:

▸ the first glamrock to introduce herself to you! chica is naturally very social, so of course she had to meet the new bot!! she's just friendly like that!!!

▸ when she saw the overwhelming amounts of attention you were receiving in the few days you had been their– she was jus like "wow!!! ok!!!! good for them they deserve it :>"

▸ only later, when she began to spend more time with you when patrolling the pizzaplex after hours did she really get attached. and i mean really

▸ what she thought was just a little crush blossomed into something much more than she had anticipated. she was completely in awe of you. of course, you hardly noticed the change when she went from sweet to sweeter with you. chica's jus nice like that!! ohhh but girly iz like,,, Yearning So Hard (secretly) itz INSANE. everyone else picks up on it except you. like. why does monty know abt her big fat crush on you bro. why is it obvious to him and not you. you're in her head like!! 24/7!!! like a song she just can't get out!!!

▸ however, 2 ur credit, you did notice that she was making up more excuses to hang out with you. chica was actually always planning to confess when "the mood was right" whenever you two were together, but always ended up losing the nerve or watching the opportunity slip away. so she just. kept hanging out with you as much as possible without ever getting The Perfect Confession. oh man does this KILL HER

▸ though she's stressed about making the confession just right,,, she ends up blurting it out randomly anyways. she is a MESS after, trying to reword everything she said, hoping she didn't just accidentally demolish your friendship please reassure her itz ok and u reciprocate she's in SHAMBLESSSS

ROXANNE WOLF headcanons:

▸ was very intrigued about a new arrival. didn't really think too hard about it. just hoped that you didn't totally outshine her.

▸ she met you a little later, after you had amassed your Insanely Large amount of fans. ouu it was,,, a rough start. she had heard about how popular you were getting, how you just seemed to steal alllll the spotlight from her, and how your fans were relentless in their quest for your time or your merch. she was PISSED. roxy got mad jealous,,, every single poster of you and your stupid little face and stupid little smile made her want to rip it off the wall (but she didn't. she's no monty.)

▸ roxy's determined that when she did meet you, she'd give you a piece of her mind. she'd somehow prove she was better, prove that she was the bigger star. but when she did meet you– oh. OH. she absolutely resented how cool you were. everything about you was just too lovely to hate. and she despised that she couldn't find a way to justify her anger. you were just too nice for her to hate.

▸ she'd never tell you that though. she'd never mention how she stares at you or how sweet you are when interacting with fans. no, she'd never tell you how talented she thinks you are, or how she's starstruck with everything you do. never. roxanne feels guilty for being so overwhelming jealous before as her adoration for you develops.

▸ she's definitely a little more snarky to you. anything to hide what she's thinking whenever she's with you. but occasionally,,, just occasionally, she'll let her guard down. and she feels so cherished whenever she does. attention from you feels better than the millions of people she's met. how is that possible?

▸ it's night when she confesses. it's after hours in the pizzaplex and there she is at your greenroom door. she looks embarrassed and she says that she's got something stupid on her mind she needs to let out. a very in-the-moment decision, considering she only really came to talk to you casually. as you encourage her to speak up– she just spills EVERYTHING. everything she felt before meeting you, everything she felt during your first interaction, everything she feels now. she's crying. and roxy feels stupid– weak and vulnerable, crying at your door about how she's never gonna be able to forgive herself for being so angry with you– but even more angry for being so in love. because at the end of the day, her insecurities have her convinced you don't want her.

if you reassure her otherwise, she's even more of a wreck. maybe. be gentle with her for the next few days after the confession. she needs it.

[duccusstuff702]

I believe you yall understand what I'm trynna say :p

[missingkeyy]

I'm going to explode with this dlc, Jesus..

[simpleskull200]

I am completely and utterly obsessed with the idea of the Daycare attendant being cat-coded.

I mean, just imagine it. You're in the daycare, sitting at the desk doing your job. You have a little figure or something not easily broken sitting on top of the desk and while you're absorbed in your work Sun or Moon comes over and will nudge items off the edge of the desk slowly to get your attention. Or they bring you gifts, not like the typical mice or birds instead it's snacks and crafts.

Moon staring at you from across the daycare during naptime? You bet, all you see is the distant glow of his eyes.

Sun? Near constant zoomies, I swear.

It's just such a silly idea and it brings me immense joy. So many goofy scenarios that could come of it.

What would the animatronic equivalent of Catnip be???

As always, feel free to reblog and share your thoughts. It opens up the way for conversation and helps my posts reach a wider audience!