#freddy's is in fucking utah

[fawkesthefox]

wgat if I gave William Afton religious trauma

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

i need to write about those middle aged men being deeply strange about each other otherwise im gonna melt into a pile of sludge

[lunarbeee]

Just remembered the cursed knowledge that FNAF takes place in Utah and then remembered that c!Wilbur is from Utah.

C!Wilbur FNAF crossover when?

[yellowbunnydreams]

Bunny Ears (Part 24) ~William Afton X F! Reader~

~This is my formal apology to anybody who cried over the last chapter, I'm sorry! If it's any consolation, I cried writing it.~

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CW: Minors DNI, (18+ ONLY), Female Reader, legal age gap (Reader- 20's, William - 30's), divorce/processing divorce, Afton being a sarcastic hot ass, grumpy x sunshine. Faz-Fuck TM, scenes of making out, soft dom! Will, grinding, teasing (sexual), discussion of kink, drinking

You woke up curled up in William's sheets, holding onto his pillow and eyes opening to find it vacant aside from yourself. Confused as you sat up and rubbed the sleep from your eyes before the door pressed open and you watched a very focused Vanny holding a tray in her little hands as she tried not to spill the contents onto the bed spread, smiling as she noticed you were awake.

"You're awake!"

"Good morning to you too little lady." You smiled, making Vanessa giggle as you took the tray from her and let her climb onto the bed before placing it down, looking at the small bowl of cereal that she picked up, leaving you with bacon, eggs and toast.

There was a gentle knock on the open door and you smiled even brighter as William walked in, his hair tousled and looking half-asleep himself still, carrying a tray in one hand and keeping the other behind his back as he leaned over and placed a kiss on your forehead.

"Good morning, bunny." The nickname he gave you still made your heart flutter as you felt your cheeks heating up, unable to help yourself as you watched how his clothes sat against his body as he sat down besides you and shuffled closer.

"Good morning William." Giving him a kiss as he balanced his tray on his lap, curiously raising an eyebrow as to his hidden hand.

Pulling it from behind his back, he produced a bouquet of sunflowers, blue hydrangeas and yellow roses. Making you gasp and bring your hands to your mouth as you looked up at him, eyes watering as you gently felt him lean into your side, your hands moving to gently take the flowers and touching the petals like they might suddenly break as he wrapped his now free hand around your shoulders and held you close.

"It's not even my birthday, you didn't have to-"

"I wanted to. I haven't gotten you flowers since our first dates and...I wanted to surprise you."

"The breakfast as my idea!" Vanessa informed you rather loudly between bites of cereal, making you laugh at the small girl's determination to have her efforts recognised.

"Yes, apparently it's my solemn duty to make sure that you're treated like a princess this morning." William put on a serious face before it twitched into a smile, unable to keep his serious expression around you as you leaned your head on his shoulder and kissed there.

"Well, I don't think I can say no to that can I? What time is it anyway?" You asked, picking up your fork and beginning to eat slowly.

"Plenty of time before the both of us are due in work, unfortunately."

Work, you had totally forgotten that you were scheduled at Freddy's, and the thought of it sent your heart plummeting through your stomach. Unsure of how everybody would react to you coming back after the previous day's sudden announcement of your relationship to what felt like the whole of Hurricane, hell the whole of Utah as far as you were concerned. Swallowing a little thickly, you cradled your beautiful flowers against your body in a little comfort, William saw the little motion and held you closer to his side as he sipped the coffee he had brought up for himself.

Breakfast was finished all too soon, and you had to get a cab to your house to grab your uniform whilst William dropped Vanny off at Henry and Sarah's house so that she could take Vanny back to her mother. But you were feeling your stomach twisting and flipping as you stood in your uniform in front of the familiar smiling bear logo and neon lights that had yet to be turned on.

Taking a deep breath, you headed inside, feeling your heart beating quickly inside your chest as everybody inside turned their head towards you, you knew it was the same reaction you'd had a thousand times whilst working, but what made you feel like you were going to throw up was the sudden pause in the chatter that permeated the staff in the morning. Gripping your bag close to your body, your eyes flickered down as you headed towards the back to find out what your work assignment for the day was.

Hearing the whispers beginning again in your wake, your eyes watered as you tried not to listen to any of them, afraid of what you might hear as you went through the employee's only door. Placing your bag into the small cubby that was available for bag, adjusting your hair, vest and purple ribbon bow in the dusty mirror as you tried to take a deep breath and calm yourself. Putting on a brave face and smile as you turned on your heel and walked back out.

"Well, we know how somebody got the job at least." Garrett scoffed as you re-emerged, making you look at the floor as any confidence you had falsely put up slipped and your smile wavered.

"Shut the actual fuck up Garrett."

"Yeah, jesus christ, just because you can't get laid."

"You really got to shit on them like that?"

You were surprised as several voices piped up to your defence, and you looked up to see most of the people who had been near to the spotty young man frowning heavily and inching away from him.

"What? It's clear that she did something to get into their favour! I mean maybe she took bo-" Grinning as he spoke, only for you to see Stacey walking up to him, jabbing a finger in his chest.

"Finish that thought and you're going to get your head fucking kicked in." Stacey spat, continuing to push her finger into Garrett's chest as he held up his hands in defence, still smiling and laughing.

"Like you could reach. Anyway, I bet Afton got his he-"

"Well, this was certainly not what we expected to come into this morning." The voice of Henry Emily snapped everybody too, seeing his green eyes darting around and assessing as everybody on the staff held their breath slightly. Looking like somebody had performed a magic trick in front of a dog, whilst the taller, broader figure behind him looked positively murderous.

William and Henry had arrived.

Nobody moved for a second before the two large fry cooks you had never really spoken to moved quickly, grabbing Garrett by the back of his uniform, and picking him up, much to his scrawny, flailing protests as they headed towards the front door. Your heart beating quickly inside your chest as you opened your mouth to protest.

"You're going to apologise to Mr. Afton now, and then to," you heard your name, blinking as you realised that they had set him down in front of William. Holding Garrett in place with a vaugely threatening aura as the staff came together.

The women starting to congregate around you, gently touching your arm and offering a few soothing words as your eyes watered. You thought that they would all think like Garrett, he had voiced your worst fear in coming in that day, but you felt the rest of the staff's support as they glared his way. The guys moving towards William and Henry, clearly riled up by the fact that the scrawny barely-adult had run his mouth.

"Garrett....Why don't you follow me to the office?" Henry offered after a moment, gesturing towards the back offices as Garrett scoffed, rolling his eyes at the kindly smiling man.

"Mr. Emily, I don't -"

"Oh, it wasn't a fucking request. Get in that office, now." Everybody paused as they heard Henry swearing, watching him place a firm hand on Garrett's shoulder and guiding him towards the employee's only door, nodding to the little gaggle of girls that had gathered around you. "Excuse me ladies, you shouldn't have had to hear that from me." All but dragging what you suspected was soon to be your former co-worker into the back.

There were a few beats of silence before one of the guys clapped William Afton on the arm, making him jump slightly and frown before you heard the low murmur of voices.

"Congrats Mr. Afton."

"Yeah, you're a lucky guy! Not many girls would have a guy after saving them from falling flat on their ass." Causing a bit of laughter from the group of guys and watching as William began to relax, smiling a little as he glanced at you over their heads, offering you a softer, more warm smile.

"So...who started this little crush cycle then?"

"I bet it was when he asked for ID."

"No way! It was totally sports day!"

"Come on Mr. Afton, settle the bet!"

"I'm not settling any bets for you lot. Unless it's about how many children I take out at the next sports day." William chuckled, earning a cheer from the guys whilst you were still being fussed over by the few other by the ladies.

Stacey pushed her way to the front of your own little crowd, her eyes wide and watering as you felt yourself being pulled into a tight hug, giving her one back as you laughed softly.

"You're almost as bad as Henry, you know that right?" You giggled, making your friend hug you harder before holding you at arms length, lip trembling as she tried not to cry.

"I can't help it! You're too cute! Both of you are too cute! Oh god at least I haven't missed much...have I?"

"Well...we have matching bracelets?" You offered, bringing your wrist up to show the silly purple plastic one with the Spring-Bonnie charm as William seemed to escape from his own circle and head towards you, smiling warmly, clearly a little flustered from the attention.

"YOU HAVE MATCHING BRACELETS?!" Stacey wailed, holding onto you and making you laugh as William rolled his eyes behind her, reaching over to place a soft kiss against your head, much to the delight of the ladies.

"I swear you're a tiny Henry sometimes. Are you sure your last name isn't Emily?" He asked Stacey, sending her into a million and one questions and vauge threats about if he broke your heart or hurt you in any way.

You supposed you had two families now. The Afton family and the Fazbear Family.

The phone rang in William's ear as he sat in his office, sighing softly and waiting for the supplier he was calling to pick up as the door to his office opened and you entered. Making him smile broadly, running his hand over his beard as he gestured for you to come in by curling two fingers in quick sucession. Smiling at you softly before he quickly scribbled down a note on his desk and hung up the phone. Leaning forwards onto his elbows as he rested his chin on his hands, eyes sparking behind his gold glasses in the same way they had when he had bitten at you when you first came into parts and services what felt like a lifetime ago.

"Well, to do what do I owe this pleasure?" He rumbled, making you smile as you stood infront of his desk, your hands conspicuoisly behind your back as you rocked back and forth on your heels.

"Well, sir, you seemed like you needed to eat something." William groaned as you called him 'sir', feeling his chest tighten as you looked so sweet in front of him. You raised a slight eyebrow at the noise.

"So I've been sent dessert before dinner?" An almost growl to his voice as he heard your own breath catch slightly, feeling pleased with himself that he could fluster you so easily.

You produced a pizza box from behind your back, making William laugh as you set it on the desk, his fingers opening it up as the smell hit him and he realised just how hungry he was. He had only had a coffee that morning, and the extra calories wouldn't kill him, only develop his dad-bod further which he had heard no complaints from you about. He decided to have fun with you though and sat back in his chair with a sigh, hearing the office chair creak under his shifting weight.

"If I only had the time, I have to finish this paperwork and I can't exactly get my fingers greasy and then handle it..." Making you raise an eyebrow at the comment, feeling your own smile widening slightly as he ran his thick fingers through his greying hair. "I guess you'll have to feed me, bunny."

"Well I feel like I'll drop it onto your paperwork if I do, sir." Hearing a little growl under his sigh as he made the same 'come hither' gesture towards you, the office silent aside from a quiet fan as you stepped around his desk. Yelping as he ensnared your waist and pulled you onto his lap, making your cheeks flush badly as he shifted you so that you were sat on one broad thigh. His hand remaining on your waist as he looked up at you, raising an eyebrow and trying to maintain a serious expression.

"Now you won't drop it on my paperwork, and you get to be a good little bunny and keep me company too." Whispering in your ear and making you shiver as he picked up his pen again and began to pull over his paperwork whilst holding onto you.

You picked up a slice of pizza and brought it up to William's mouth. Giggling at the absurdity of sitting in his lap and feeding him whilst he worked away on parts orders and technical specifications that went way over your head, which only made the older man raise an eyebrow at you before he carried on silently with his work. But it wasn't an uncomfortable silence, rather simply a comfortable lack of things to talk about in the moment.

As you fed him, he would occasionally shake his head and you would take a bite. Leaning against him and occasionally squirming in his lap to stop yourself from falling off, earning a small squeeze around your waist as you did so.

"You have sauce on your lip, Mr. Afton." You said after a while, making William blink and place his pen down, leaning back in his chair with you and smiling slightly.

"Oh do I now?" That playful spark in his eyes making you smile.

"You do sir, can I get it for you?"

"Please." You smiled and complied, leaning in and kissing him slowly. Sensually as your tongue darted across his lip to catch something that didn't exist, you simply wanted an excuse to kiss him.

William's grip tightened on your waist as he groaned into the kiss, responding in kind as his tongue slipped into your mouth, eliciting a soft gasp from you and an almost posessive growl from him as his other hand rested on your thigh and stroked over the material of your work pants lightly. Both of you moving slowly before parting for breath.

"I think I got it, Will." Giggling as he looked up at you after a moment, seeing him smile as he placed his forehead against yours.

"Do you know how much you drive me crazy?" Chuckling as you pulled back and looked at him quizically.

"Oh?"

"Oh is right, little bunny. Coming in here, pressing my buttons without knowing what you're doing." He growled, making you smile and look at him with a raised eyebrow and cocked head.

"I did?...How?" You asked, earning a gentle tap on your nose as he leaned back in his chair, running his hand through his hair.

"Think about it, work that brilliant, pretty mind of yours."

It took a few moments of thinking, finding yourself a little flustered after his comment before looking back at William and trying not to laugh as you looked into his eyes.

"Do you...you like being called 'sir'?" You asked, earning a squeeze and a wolfish grin as he tipped his head to one side, shrugging nochelantly.

"And what if I do, little bunny? What if I liked hearing you call me that from your pretty little mouth when we're alone?" He asked, humming softly as he watched your expression. He knew you were slowly being eased into it all, and he didn't want to overwhelm you with it all, especially since he knew he had a lot more ideas of things he wanted to do to you in your shared bed in his room.

"Is it just hearing it from me?"

"Only you, my love."

"Then I guess that's acceptable, sir." You decided to tease him slightly, unsure of what about it make William tick, but the growl and the warning squeeze you recieved on your thigh sent butterflies through your stomach.

"You're playing dangerously, bunny, I have a lot of thoughts going through me right now."

"Show me?" You asked, a mirror of the day you sat on his workshop bench and removed his wedding band with your teeth.

His grip tightened on you as he easily scooped your leg up and wrapped it over him, making you wobble at the sudden movement. William forced you to straddle his waist ans you could already feel how much he strained against his slacks under your ass as he reached up and undid the bow around your neck.

"You're hard." Heart pounding as he looked up at you with darkened silver eyes and his lip curled into a playful snarl. One hand expertly undoing buttons on your blouse as the other moved to your lower back and held you there.

"I've had a beautiful, wonderful woman sat on my lap for the past while. Treating me like she wants to, pushing those little buttons I wanted to keep hidden from you a little longer. Are you surprised, you little minx?" Growling as he shoved your blouse off of one shoulder and began to kiss up the skin between your collarbones. Feeling his beard scratching at his skin and occasionally nipping at you as he made his way up to your neck. His hips thrusting up into your core and eliciting little gasps from you that drove him even more wild.

Your arms wrapped around him and cradled his head against your skin as he found the point between your neck and shoulder that sent sparks up your spine. Grinding your hips back against his and gasping as you were rewarded with the the feeling of his teeth against your skin, nipping and sucking as he held you against his hips. The hand that had been undoing your blouse moving into your hair and grabbing it a little roughly as he marked up your neck in little bruises, listening to each whine and pant that fell from your lips with a thrilling chill down his spine as he enjoyed teasing you.

Eventually, William left your neck and smashed his lips to yours, his tongue bullying it's way into your mouth, allowing you to taste each other as you moaned into it. Feeling his hips still thrusting against you, head reeling as William pulled away and left little strands of saliva connecting your lips as he sat back in his chair with a wolfish grin. Looking at the mess he had made of you.

"Why...why stopping?" Your head was spinning, and William chuckled as he leant in to give you a gentle kiss, buttoning up your blouse for you and retying the little bow as you kissed him back breathlessly.

"Because of that, bunny. Can't have everybody out there thinking I've fucked you so well you can't even speak." Chuckling more as he placed a kiss on your nose, fixing your hair carefully and looking you over to make sure you were presentable. Your cheeks flushed an additionally deep shade as you realised you probably sounded like a mess as he looked at his watch.

"I promise bunny, waiting will be worth it though, okay? I love you."

"I love you too, William. Even if you're a teasing ass."

"You started it bunny, my babygirl, but I am certainly not going to turn down playing." Biting at you like he had the first time he met you, making you blush and shake your head as you smoothed yourself out and headed for the door, blowing him a playful kiss as he smirked and blew one back, shooing you out playfully and shaking his head as he sighed and tried to focus back on the paperwork on his desk, rather than the taste of you on his lips.

You somehow managed to get through your shift without being killed off by the thought of what William had done to you in his office. You knew you were going to get him back eventually, but you knew something about him now that you didn't before, and hadn't expected if you were honest with yourself.

You hadn't gone to William's house after work, claiming the need for a shower, which was true as much as he protested that you could use his, and secondly, you pointed out that you had to do some washing and actually wear clothes other than your uniform and the ones you borrowed from him. He wasn't thrilled about it, but you smiled at how pouty he got that he couldn't drive you back to his house and keep you for a while longer.

A knock on your door disturbed you from your thoughts, forcing you to get up and answer it, hair wet from the shower, wearing William's college hoodie and baggy sweatpants as you opened the door, smiling at Sarah Emily as she held up a bag which bulged with goodies.

"I brought wine!" She sang as she stepped in, making you groan and shake your damp head.

"You know I'm not much of a drinker, Sarah, and please tell me how you're getting home if you've been drinking?"

"Shush, you're sounding more and more like a mother every day! Henry dropped me off and is picking me up when I give him a call. I figured today was a good day to bring wine and have a girlie chat without the kids around." She grinned, glancing at your neck and her smile widening as she suggestively raised an eyebrow. "And it seems like William got a hold of you."

"What?" Slightly spooked by the comment, you felt your cheeks flushing and consciously covering the dark hickeys that had formed on your neck as Sarah giggled.

"That was practically William's signature in college. Henry told me William had a....thing... for biting, although, now you're a big girl and getting into those kinds of activities, the proper term is a biting kink." Placing the bag on your kitchen counter and bringing out a bottle of white wine and a bottle of lemonade, pottering around to find two glasses for you.

"So...William has...this...kink?" The word felt unfamiliar on your tongue, and you had images of William choking on whatever air there was if you asked him about it without any context.

"Oh probably quite a few, and you probably do too, you just don't know it yet." You swore your cheeks burned even more at Sarah's comment, taking the white wine spritzer she had poured for you gratefully taking a sip to give you something else to focus on. "How did the lingerie go down?"

"Yeah...I think one bit of it survived." Chuckling as Sarah gasped and playfully smacked your arm, shaking her head and waggling her pale eyebrows playfully too.

"So what I'm hearing is, if you get more that might might break?"

"I..I'm thinking of maybe asking him to pick out something he likes?"

"You know William far better than you think you so, he will go feral for that."

The two of you burst into giggles as you sipped your drinks, making idle chatter about the week so far and how adorable it had been to see the girls out playing together. As the sky got darker outside and your face began to hurt from laughing and smiling with one of your new found friends, you thought about how different your life would have been if you hadn't gone to Freddy's that day and asked for a job.

How if you hadn't fallen for a prank, you might not have met William Afton.

After Sarah left and you said hello to Henry as he picked her up, slightly tipsy, you decided to get down to the project you had brought the stuff for. Opening a cupboard and pulling out a sewing machine, blowing off the dust and coughing as you made sure it was all in working order. One of the many fixations of a hobby you'd had over the years and never quite put to use.

Quietly, you hummed to yourself as you picked up the bags of fabric and began to outline a pattern. Measuring and double checking everything to make sure it would fit perfectly.

You hoped William liked it, at the least. Working away on something that had been playing on your mind for a while.

[heretodestroyou]

telephone. [sorry, i cannot hear you, i’m kinda busy.]

pairing(s); matthew lillard!william afton x reader

fandom; five nights at freddy’s [movie]

w/c; 604

trigger/content warnings; SMUT MDNI, blowjobs, slightly bottom!william, desk sex, voyeurism??, afab!reader, gn!reader as possible (reader is described having hair long enough to get in their face), employee!reader, nicknaming, name-calling, age gap (reader is mid 20s, william is early 50s), swearing, lmk if i missed anything 

stella speaks! i was not expecting all the love i got on that shitpost and for it to grow into this! also sorry if this makes no sense i usually have to get silly to write proper smut.

tags; my fellow william afton thirst babie, @truecobblepot

William’s hand is tangled in your hair. His face is picture perfect, albeit shiny, but his ragged breath and airy chants of you name falling from his lips tell another story.

Your knees are burning. Your pants are around your ankles, your panties shoved into William’s pocket, cun leaking on the ground from where he had just fucked you on two of his fingers. The tile under your knees is cold, and hard, a sharp contrast to the rest of your body.

Your mouth is wrapped around his cock, head brushing the back of your throat. You gag, and William pulls it out, tapping your lips with it. “Kiss it. lick it.” He commands gently, and your hand wraps around the base of cock, obliging.  William’s hand comes up to cover a whimper from escaping from his lips, the travels down his neck, loosening his tie. When the phone rings, you jump, but William calmly leans forward to answer it.

The hand in your hair keeps your mouth over the tip of his cock, and you swirl your tongue around it. “Hi, this is Mike. I was just calling to see if that job that you offered was still available?”

William tenses, and you lick a strip up the underside of his dick, a hand coming up to brush your hair back as you take him deeper.

“Yes, the security guard,” William answers, his voice unwavering. You dip your head, hollering your cheeks and taking him so far his top hits the back of your throat. In your mouth, the rest of his cock twitches, and William suck in a sharp breath.

“I will take anything.”

William’s hand grips the armrest of his chair as you slide him out of your mouth, releasing him with a pop! and, William exhales a little shakier than the fist time.

“All you have to do is keep your eyes on the monitors!” William says, his voice slightly wavering. You’ve gotten louder, and William’s whole body is tensing.

“Right…uh…so. What— what day is a good start date?” Michael asks. He can hear the noises through the phone, and he’s frozen in his chair. He’s only slightly aware that his jeans are gradually tightening around his crotch as he tries to focus on what William is saying.

“How about Thursday?” William says, then exhales loudly when you gently take your nails over his happy trail.

“O-okay. Thursday.” Micheal is silent for a few more moments before: “Do- do you hear that, Mr. Raglan? What’s that sound?”

William’s grip tightens in your hair, stopping you from freezing. His cock twitches in your mouth and you realize he’s getting off to this.

“Oh, it nothing Micheal. Just the rain we’re having here in Utah. You know how it is…” William’s hand moves down to the back of your throat, and his his balls tighten. He’s telling you to keep your mouth there, right there as best he can without speaking.

Across town, Micheal glances put the window near him. It may be growing dark fast outside, but the sky is clear. He can’t even catch the smell of rain on the wind. He swallows thickly, wondering if he should continue this conversation.

“Mr. Raglan…it was sunny today.” William is hardly paying attention to him at this point, hips stuttering as he shoves himself as far down your throat as he can go.

He grins when you gag, finally getting his release. As he spills down your throat, he smiles at the tears gathering in your eyes, shushing you quietly.

“Ah, silly me,” he hums into the phone, petting your hair. “My mistake.”

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

*it's literally just. an assumption. based on "we know she's possessing golden freddy in the logbook" and "andrew in fazbear frights maaaaybe parallel???" and yet the entire fanbase is like "this is canon tho. angry little girls are epic" (which. true, but)

EDIT: on the mike one meant to say "three weeks for body to skeletize" so how the hell is this man still walkin. does he have just some super sweet glue and is a walkin skeleton or

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Fnaf Universe dashboard simulator

🍪 Fazfuck Follow

Guys can we please stop shipping Spring Bonnie and fredbear??! Like I get some people think it's just owo cute queer coated cartoon from the 80s but they were created by 2 probably serial killers!!

And don't say you can separate fiction from reality. They are literally actually the fursonas of their creators. So shipping them is basically rpf anyway...

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Does me making the Bunny and the Bear kiss make you scared?

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WTF!!! DON'T REBLOGS ACTUAL FURRY PORN OF 2 DEAD PROBABLE SERIAL KILLERS!!

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Oh my God get over yourself they're literally just kissing. Homophobic much?

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People will be like Vlad is trying to be a good dad when literally in the original show he says he wants nothing to do with the baby that is clearly his.

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Big news thrifties, Sailor thrift is Going to be performing at Freddy's Mega pizza plex in Utah In only 2 weeks!!!

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Help there's a clown spaghetti monster it just tried to eat my bunny what should I do!!??!

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What the fuck? You mean they're getting rid of the play robot? And replacing that creepy ass thing with a fucking day care attendant.... Freddy fazbear's sucks Now.....

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Foxy headcannons:

Foxy loves Cheese Pizza

Foxy is actually the descendant of pirate foxes from back in pirate times

Foxy's pronouns are they them

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Fazbear fan here what are you talking about???

🐥 Gayrooster

It was a super obscure movie for the circus baby's pizza world restaurant that closed down like the day it opened. The movie was made in advance was lost media until @Michael_the_restless Uploaded a copy he had to YouTube in like 2010. It's like circus baby and her friends trying to save Christmas and stuff

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🧟‍♂️ Michael_the_restless

Closing ask because everybody harassing me over my profile picture and not tagging every post I make about myself body horror is getting annoying.

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[murdrdocs]

fnaf canonically takes place in utah (in the games) so cowboy mike is something that can absolutely be plausible

cowboy mike grew up in a loving home that allowed him to foster into the man that he is. he grew up like his father, and his grandfather, and his great grandfather, on horses and in fields. but as he became an adult, and his parents were no longer around, he was forced to sell his horses. the land has repeatedly been eyed by those too greedy to be deemed human beings, but he absolutely refuses to get rid of his home. he wants abby to grow up at least a bit like he did, even despite the black cloud that hands over their home now.

he’s helpful around town, takes as many odd jobs as he can get. but he’s known to be a bit of a recluse for a reason. he still has an in at a stable not far from his house, the one he sold his last horse to, and sometimes he’ll go down there and ride a bit to let off steam. he aches to ride through the fields like he used to with his dad when he was younger, but it’s not exactly possible.

he drives a truck, old and broken but his nonetheless. he wears jeans that fit just right in his butt, maybe a little too tight but they attract wanted attention from pretty girls like you. he’ll sometimes have a toothpick in the corner of his mouth after dinner, at first to get the frozen meal out of his teeth but then it becomes a fidget toy before becoming an accessory.

he hates when he has to take the job at freddy’s. mostly because it’s such a far drive and because the stuffy room doesn’t allow for sunshine at all. he starts to lose his tan, and his freckles start to dim, and when you pout about the absence of both he’s willing to install a window in the security room himself if it’ll make you happy.

he’s always in the business of making you happy, but his lifestyle (unwanted) doesn’t allow for much happiness on any front. still, he makes do with what he can. the little plot of schmidt land can get scary at night, but he likes to spend evenings on the wrap around porch watching the stars with you. he also likes when abby is at a friends place and that leaves the house alone for both of you, allowing him to take you out back, lay you on the grass, and fuck you right under lyra.

side note: he played baseball growing up.

[zibiscusloon]

You know what? Fuck you *malewifes your Michael*

(An OC I’ve been wanting to post for a while now, just been struggling with her design TvT )

Anyway- meet Bronwyn! (Nicknamed Bron)

-Full name: Bronwyn Veronique Moody

-Birthday: December 9, 1962 (21 years old in the art, 66 by the time of Security Breach)

-Canadian-American

-Cis fem, she/her, Demiromantic Bisexual

-She was born in Louisiana where she grew up until her family packed up and moved to Utah when she was 4.

-A rather weird lil girl when growing up. She tended to get into fights at school often as a result of bullying (she couldn’t have given less of a shit about it, she was having the time of her life).

-Family friend to the Aftons! She was their next door neighbor and Michael’s childhood friend.

-She and Michael were both bullied back in school, a handful of her fights resulting from kids picking on her best friend.

-Never has a consistent hairstyle, she’s been cutting it herself for years (the results on how good it looks? It varies..)

-Loves to forage around in the woods and collect stuff (flowers, plants, mushrooms, insects)

-Her favorite animals are ladybugs! Not exact reason she just thinks they’re neat.

-Has a gap in the front of her teeth.

-Freddy was always her favorite animatronic growing up.

-Very laid back and smug. She tries to look on the brighter side of life in spite of the wreck her town is.

-Has told William to his face to go fuck himself.

-Her and Michael started dating shortly after the scooping incident. She’s the smallest bit of stability he has in his life. She would often help him keep what was left of his body together, sewing up his scars and open wounds.

-They had Vanessa together in 1997, she does her best to keep her daughter separate from the mess that William has made out of Hurricane Utah.

-She and Vanny have a Eudora and Tiana type of dynamic.

-She and Vanny are still grieving over Michael’s death, she does what she can to support her daughter, encouraging her interests and helping her with work.

[theladyofrosewater]

Okay it's very clear if you've read both the FNAF Novel Trilogy and actually been to Hurricane that Scott has never actually been there at least with a clear memory. Because Hurricane is apart of the more desert-y part of Utah and not whatever the heck was described in the books (I remember a LOT of tree mentions and the books also take place in the 90s so the town would be smaller anyhow).

What Hurricane is, though, is close to is several national parks (Utah has 5 of them plus Hurricane is less than five hours from the Grand Canyon) It's LITERALLY less than 40 minutes away from one that is, from what I've been able to find is consistently ranked in the top ten, if not top five for park visitors. Which got me thinking that in the FNAF universe, Freddy's probably got a lot of tourist customers and like it wouldn't be THAT hard to get away with the whole missing childrens incident if most of the kids Afton killed were the kids of tourists or people not native to hurricane. Like the anyone investigating wouldn't care as much because "hey they're tourists it's their fault they weren't watching their kid". Because of this he gets an ego and gets careless, and eventually when he ends up putting one of Hurricane's kids on a milk carton, probably Cassidy lets be honest, that's when shit hits the fan because people actually CARE now and the missing children's incident becomes an actual THING and Freddy's gets shut down.

Like this idiot could have kept it up for at least another decade but noooo, bcs he's a fucking idiot he messed up the only thing he had going for him.

dumbass

[toxifoxx]

Who's David tell me about him

you may or may not have seen him before, this is david!!!

at the most basic level he is my self insert for fnaf ^^

26 y/o burnout who never went to college, moved to utah for some unspecified reason, and is naturally pretty good with mechanics <3

generally he's a cocky asshole who's too bold for his own good and apathetic about his own wellbeing (he loves making bad choices). one of those guys who'd do anything if it sounded funny enough

the current story is that his parents died when he was young and he was left taking care of his younger brother on his own (i did this before the fnaf movie did THEY SHOULD PAY ME /j) and he manages to get a job at freddy's helping to maintain the animatronics and what not. and of course he fucks that old man. of course

he's usually reserved for the 'good' (no murders) timeline but i do also have this fella... (wolftrap)

david would follow william anywhere and that happens to include death ^_^ in this timeline he is an active accomplice in the whole children murdering thang. he is also an impulsive dumbass so he gets springlocked when he goes looking for william(after william gets springlocked). ends up in fazbear's frights as well so now theres two of them. wahoo!

also dont call him dave he hates that he hates being called dave

[keis-slut]

Sex In The Pizzaplex

fnaf

chapter o. - Utah

As I carry the last box through the front door,

I feel a cramp in my lower back, now giving out as it aches to my hips.

"fuck, son of a bitch-!" I yell, tripping over my own foot, dropping the box to catch myself before i'd fall.

"jesus christ-" I sigh.

Thankful it wasn't the fragile box, I scoff as I try to pick it up again, feeling the pain in my back radiate once more. I sigh in frustration, kicking the box, pushing it with my foot to where I meant to put it.

"i'll get the rest tomorrow. I don't need pots and pans right now" I mumble to myself, turning and walking around the island in my kitchen to the counter my phone was placed on. My black phone lit up my lockscreen on top of the white marble countertop, and I unlock it as I pick it up in my hand.

Deciding on wanting some pizza for tonight, I open my maps app and search for the closest restaurant.

I had no idea what Hurricane was like, or what was around, not knowing much about Utah in general anyway. All I know is I chose this place to get far away from anything and everything else.

As well as budget, the cool name, "Hurricane", and being closer to Vegas...but that's besides the point.

I do what I want now.

I don't want to be associated with them no more.

Staring at my screen, I scoff as the first, and pretty much only, location for pizza close enough pops up on my phone.

"I guess pizza can't get anymore mega pizzaplex than this place" I comment, examining the screen.

Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex.

4.5 ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆.

restaurant,entertainment - open, closes at 11pm.

call ✆ | directions ➤ | share ᥫ | website ↻ |

Clicking on the directions, it said to be no more than 20 minutes away, but it closes at 11. Frantically looking at the clock, I run over to my shoes and put them on as fast as I could.

"I should leave now if I want some pizza. of course they don't deliver though" I complain, slipping my second shoe on. I stand up and grab my sweatshirt from on top of the island, feeling for my keys in the pocket. Once I find them, I step towards the door and open it, stepping out and slipping my phone in my other pocket as I shut the door behind me, turning the knob to make sure it had locked as well.

Jogging over to my car, I hop in and start the engine, radio unexpectedly blasting causing me to jump.

"fucking christ!" I react, bringing my hand up to turn it down. I must've forgotten to turn it off.

I sigh heavily and bring my hand to my face, rubbing my eyes and down my cheeks.

"it's been a long day..."

I reverse out of my new driveway, the low tune on the radio shifting into focus as I drive off.

I didn't care much for what was on the radio. I had me and my trusty playlists of music. There was a mix of everything, anything that sounded good to me, I kept it. Whatever was trending would never really click for me. Those songs were made for everyone to like, and i'm not everyone.

You know what I mean?

And when you find the artists that are really passionate about what they make, that's when the music is good.

Drowning in the sound of my music (I had to change the radio), and of course following the GPS directions to the location, I finally arrived at the Pizzaplex.

Putting my signal on, I turn into the practically dead parking lot, and give a good look at this place. It was very big. Almost like a mall.

A few cars were still parked at the front of the building. A blue minivan and what looked to be a white Acura, an older model.

Pulling in to park just a few spots away, I notice a girl, just about my age, sitting in the drivers seat of the white car.

She was in a button up white shirt and had some kind of badge on the left of it. Assuming she worked here, I wanted to ask how to get around this place. it looked confusing, so it wouldn't hurt to ask.

I look over at her again as I shut my car off, and notice she's looking over at me too. I felt my stomach turn out of embarrassment, and I look away. Even though my windows were slightly tinted and it's more than likely she didn't see me staring at her, my cheeks still grew warm.

As I fix my hair and get out of my car, I hear a car door slam and footsteps heading towards me.  I shut my door and turn around, placing the keys in my sweater pocket. I face her as she steps closer, hair falling off her shoulders.

"havent seen you around here before" She spoke, her bold green eyes scanning my frame as she stopped next to my car, hands placed on her hips.

Her voice was like butter, so smooth and pretty, yet still a hint of superiority leaked from it as well.

It came off very attractive, nonetheless, and so was she, finally getting a good look at her.

As she stood before me, she pulled a hairband from her wrist, bringing her hands to pull her long, straight, blonde hair back into a ponytail.

"yeah, I just moved here, actually, so that would make sense" I respond lightly, placing my hands in my pockets.

"I see. well then, welcome" She smiles kindly, the lamppost above us definitely doing justice to her glossy plumped lips and the freckles that scattered her cheeks.

"thank you, I appreciate it" I laugh, and she does too as she finishes styling her hair.

She was very pretty.

"you do know the Pizzaplex closes in like fifteen minutes though, right?" She mentions, shifting her weight on her feet.

"does that include the kitchen as well?" I ask, stepping closer to her, hoping that she says it's still open.

"yeah. the kitchen closes at the same time as anything else. but I assume you don't know your way around this place, do you?" She responds, crossing her arms and sending me an almost condescending smirk.

"I don't. are you offering to be my escort?" I retort, walking around her and my car, and she follows.

"maybe. where you headed?" She asks, walking with me on the path to what I assumed was the entrance.

"just here to get some pizza is all. long day of driving, i'd like to treat myself" I admit, and she hums in acknowledgment.

"well, the pizza here never fails, i'll tell you that" She says, walking in front of me, and I follow her.

She opens the door for me and I stride right behind her, only to be almost halted completely in my tracks at the sight of this place.

it looked even bigger on the inside. So many different corridors and rooms, offices, stairs, lights and decorations. It was amazing and extremely welcoming, maybe even a little overwhelming, but nonetheless beautiful. It also smelled like whoever cleaned this place used a bit too much lavender Pine-Sol, but it being such a nostalgic scent, I didn't mind.

After picking my mouth up off the floor, I continue to follow as she leads me towards the stairs, and into an elevator up to the third floor.

"upstairs in Mazercise is where they serve pizza" She mentions, elevator dinging at our stop.

"Mazercise? that's a funny name. sounds like exercise, yet they're serving pizza" I laugh to myself, and she hums.

"yeah, doesn't make too much sense. it's where you can 'work off the calories while you eat'" She quotes with a laugh, leading me over to the entrance.

"sounds like my kinda place" I say with a smile, pulling open the door for her. We walk in and i'm suddenly greeted by a robot taking orders.

Odd, but I like it.

"hey, so, if I get a whole pie I won't be able to finish it myself. would you maybe want to come back to my place or something?" I ask, and she faces me in surprise. My heart beats against my chest as she stares at me for a few long uncomfortable seconds, until she smirks.

"what if you're a serial killer?" She teases and I roll my eyes.

"your loss" I laugh, ordering my food.

She sighs and looks at me.

"I would, really. you seem cool, but I have work tonight" She says, and my eyes instantly dart to the badge I didn't bother to read when I first saw her, even though I noticed it. I was too caught up in how attractive she was, I completely missed processing that she was in a uniform.

"I work as security here. I have the night shift " She adds, and I nod.

"oh, I see, okay. surprising though, they seem to have enough robots" I say with a laugh, and she laughs with me.

"tell me about it. but, I needed a job, and they were hiring. good money, anyway" She says shrugging.

I think curiously for a moment as she says this.

"do you think they're still hiring? do they need more people?" I ask, placing my hands on my hips.

She looks up and thinks for a moment.

"I need a job here sooner or later" I add.

One of the staff bots comes over to us, a box of pizza in hand. It hands me the box before pivoting, and rolling away.

I guess they remember faces instead of taking names. Very advanced.

I sigh and face her again, not wanting to be rude with my mind wandering elsewhere.

"I could find out for you. tell them I met a friend who's looking for a job" She smiles, starting to walk past me and out of Mazercise.

"oh, thank you so much!" I say, following her as she holds the door for me.

"doing you a favor, you owe me" She jokes, stopping for a moment.

"maybe when you aren't working, i'll treat you to pizza another time" I say with a laugh, and she sighs, thinking.

"eh, i'd rather a drink" She laughs, and I shrug in agreement.

"or that too, of course, yes" I say.

"are you asking me out?" She teases, placing her hands on her hips and leaning towards me.

My cheeks grow warm as I grin right back.

"are you saying no?" I retort, and she hums.

Standing up straight, she places out her hand and gestures for me to give her something. She eyeballs my hand, so I place it in hers. Pulling out a pen from her back pocket, she starts writing a number on my hand.

"text me when you're back home. that way, I have your number too. and i'll let you know about that job" She stops writing, and puts the pen away, feeling her squeeze my hand slightly before letting go.

I smile at her and nod.

"I will" I say, placing my hand on the pizza box.

"well, I start work very soon and you should not be in the building right now. security is gonna come and kick you out" She jokes, winking at me as I roll my eyes and turn to leave.

"I'm leaving, i'm leaving" I say, before turning and starting to walk away towards the elevator.

"oh!" I say, turning back around quickly to see her still standing there, thankfully.

"I never got your name" I say, and she smirks at me.

"that's because I didn't give it to you" She jokes, and I scoff, shifting my weight on my legs as I wait for a response.

She chuckles, "Vanessa"

"i'm y/n. it was nice to meet you, Vanessa. thank you again" I say, turning to head back to the elevator.

I press the button as the doors quickly open, and I step inside. Grateful and excited I had made my first friend, and an attractive one at that, I couldn't get my mind off her.

But, I must've been too distracted, as the doors open to an unfamiliar place. I step out and look around, hoping maybe i'd recognize it a bit.

But, I didn't.

I kept walking forward, towards an entrance that was closed off, but the door had lifted to let me through anyway.

This new room played an upbeat, catchy tune over the speakers, and there were giant rooms to my left all in a row, each with led light up mascot faces above them, their names corresponding. I raise an eyebrow and walk forward, curious as to where I was. It was almost like a museum type of place, with display cases holding objects, and statues of the mascots, each one placed in front of their respective rooms. Walking forward, the first statue in front of me was what appeared to be an animatronic bear, singing into a microphone.

This bear, his name. It was so familiar.

I place down the box of pizza I was still holding, and walk backwards to get a good look at him.

Freddy Fazbear.

Finally, it had clicked. The name.

My family use to talk about it all the time, how they knew of who initially created the establishments.

Up until now there have been many, and i've never been to any, but I'm not unfamiliar.

Surprised it had taken so long to put the pieces together.

Was I that hungry?

Suddenly, I hear loud crashing and banging coming from the other side of the room, startling me.

I leave my pizza where it is and decide to check it out. I dart down the room to where the noise was coming from, it was so loud I couldn't miss it, but on the glass read warnings.

"OFF LIMITS"

I raise an eyebrow and look up, catching what room this was associated with.

Montgomery Gator.

This name didn't ring a bell, but looking next to this room was Glamrock Chica. And Chicas name I recognized.

But what was making so much noise in this room?

Were the mascots in these rooms?

Looking over at Chicas hot pink room, I tuned into new noises. These noises more pleasant than the ruckus in the Gators room. It was guitar, electric guitar. Someone was playing. Or something.

I curiously walk over to look, noticing these curtains were open, so I could look in this room.

I peek in and I see Chica, utterly shredding guitar.

I smile wide in surprise, and quickly move away from the glass, not wanting her to see me right now. If she even could, or if playing the guitar was just coded in for after hours. I decide to walk back down the row, heading to the other room next to the Gators.

Roxanne Wolf.

I sneak over to the glass, and peek in slowly, seeing another animatronic staring into her vanity, brushing at her hair.

All of these animatronics were doing something different, but could it all be coded in as default modes for after closing?

It could be that, right? That's what would make sense.

They don't know i'm here and they can't be aware of that.

To be safe anyway, I duck and run past Roxanne's room, hoping for the best. I ran by before, and I could do it again.

I was relieved I got past her room quick enough, and in such great triumph, that I hadn't noticed I was standing right in plain sight behind the glass of Freddy's room, locking eyes with the tall animatronic.

My stomach dropped to my feet as I swallowed the lump in my throat, growing nervous.

But he tilted his head to the side, sending me a friendly wave.

I breathe out, not realizing I had been holding my breath, terrified.

I felt as if I shouldn't be afraid, and his stride closer to the glass should've frightened me,

but it didnt.

His demeanor made me feel safe, oddly enough, and I felt a tug on the corner on my mouth as I smile up at the large animatronic.

Our moment was disrupted by a loud clattering sound, familiar to the sound of the door that had lifted letting me in. I turn to look, and I see a familiar face, partnered with those piercing green eyes.

"y/n!" Vanessa echoes, walking towards me.

"oh, Vanessa! i'm glad to see you. how'd you know i'd be here?" I ask her as she approached me.

"I never got a text from you, and on duty I noticed your car was still here. After a while, I came looking" She said, crossing her arms.

"i'm sorry, I got lost" I laugh.

"trying to get me in trouble the first day we meet, huh, I see how it is" She jokes, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room.

"wait, my pizza is on the floor" I say, pulling away from her grip gently and turning around to pick up my box.

"oh, come on, it's probably cold by now. heat up a hot pocket or something when you get home" She says as I bend down and grab the box. As I stand back up, I look forwards and make eye contact with Freddy once more. I could genuinely feel him acknowledging my presence, knowing there had to be so much more to these animatronics than just wires and coding.

"excuse me, miss, you're gonna get me in trouble" She says in a funny voice, but with a hint of actually hurrying me to leave. I laugh at her humor, and turn to leave.

She leads me to the front of the building, and we now say goodbye for the second time. I open the door and start walking out.

"so, what do you think of them?" She asks before I close the door behind me, and I know exactly what she's talking about.

I turn to face her and smile, before responding,

"I like them. a lot"

then waving goodbye.

[w0rd3855]

You know what's the MAIN similarities with Mike (Movie) and Mike (Game) other than both of them being depressed as fuck? They both have shit resume.

Mike (Movie)

has BIG ANGRY ISSUES and has a violence streak

is a taking care of Abby like that probably drops alot of jobs

has been fired from alot of jobs... for showing up late and shit

Micheal (Game)

Fucking killed his brother like in small town in Utah word gets AROUND. Like even if he served no jail time. Still people in the town looked at him as if we was a monster. AND killing someone goes on your record.

Again small town peole knew him as little shit with his friends. Ah yes the interviewer is the person you tee-peed. Great no job for you Mike.

0 experience. Like most jobs requires some experience. But Freddy's is like: "Can you cook?" "Nope" "Great" "Ever worked with children?" "Nope, not really" "Great" "Good at mechanics?" "100% no" "Great" "Can you survive murderess animatronics everynight" "Nope I don't even have a will to live in general" "Great, your hired"

Even after he got his job in fnaf 1. It just got worse

Fnaf 1: Messes around with company property without permission *adds to resume*

Fnaf 3: accused of BURNING DOWN A FUCKING BUILDING. Like when fnaf 3 building burns down. And there is only ONE alive human in the building. Who are they going to accuse? A fucking animatronic? Bitch no. You. Mike. YOU. *adds to resume*

YET THE BOTH LANDED THE SAME FUCKING JOB. Now I want to know the other employs deals. Like who are these dirt bag pieces of shit???

[frankforested]

being from utah is fucking insane because all your life you will think that the only thing ppl will associate it with is mormons but then one day you will learn that five nights at freddys is set in utah and you will never know peace

[the-elusive-bones]

Wait so does the CIA know that ghost exist??? Does the CIA know about everything that's going on at Freddy's??? I'm sorry I stumbled upon your autopsy thing and I just can't stop laughing please explain

YEA they know ghosts exist and that something supernatural is going on at Freddy’s, but they just can’t pin down who did it bc the ghosts attack on sight any adult after dark, and the fact Charlie was best friends with Michael of all people (aka one of the most fuck the government people in all of Hurricane Utah) so that rubbed off on her even if she doesn’t remember fully everything. She remembers that so the other missing kids follow suit. Cassidy just dgaf and Evan thinks the CIA people are scary.

[docterzerocare]

Doc, if you'd like some plot points from "These Gilded Haunted Halls" (a Fnaf au i made that's separate from the Rewrite) totally out of context, have some more (i'm totally willing to elaborate if asked)!

alongside "Elizabeth is the result of a Willry Love Affair":

Three Sixth Graders Are Given Weed And Decide To Smoke It In The Back Room Of Freddy's.

A Good 25% Of Hurricane, Utah Fucking HATES William.

1981 Is "The Year Everything Went To Shit"

A Literal Toddler Witnesses His Father Murder His Older Brother's Best Friend, But Gets Gaslit Into Believing An Animatronic Did It, Thus Giving Him Animatronic Trauma™

Cassidy and Michael: ✨Trauma Nightmares Suck Ass™✨

Very Pissed Off Teenager Haunts A Plushie That He Gave To A Toddler In Order To Keep An Eye On Him (And His Brother)

Apparently Ghosts Have Face Blindness, And It's Made Worse When Someone's Wearing Purple. For Local Employees, Who Have Purple Uniforms, This Is A Fucking Problem.

A Man's Four Year Long Mental Spiral Culminates In Him Moving To Nebraska With His Former Coworker/Current Boyfriend.

Halloween 1983; aka "Due To William's Unfortunate Paranoia That His Crimes Will Be Revealed, He Decides To Cause MORE FUCKING PROBLEMS (read: kill his youngest son...who's recovering from a brain injury from a few months prior)"

Remember The Ghost Face Blindness? Well, Turns Out They Kinda Killed A Guy Because They Thought He Was His Dad. He Got Revived, Though. By His Sibling Figure. Even Funnier (Sadder), Said Guy's Dad Might've Intended For This To Happen, Somewhat.

What Do You Do When Your Twin's Been Dead For Decades And Your Dad's Horrifically Depressed? COMMIT ARSON.

Woman Divorces Her Husband Because She Doesn't Like How Hard He's Cosplaying Icarus (By Risking His Reputation).

William Thinks He's Getting Tortured By One Ghost, But Nope! It's Four. Two Of Them Are His Kids, Actually!

Omg incredible, these are definitely very compelling plot points frfr

Lmao good job william, thats the worst anyones has ever done it