#jxst-a-pxppet

[immortalafton]

@jxst-a-pxppet​

Springtrap was trying to find ways to get on the puppet’s good side, but she just wasn’t having it. It was frustrating, he had gotten everyone else on his side...just not her. The one behind the strings of them. She could change their minds at any moment.

He finally got an idea - when Desiree was in control next, he would try to befriend her! Surely if he got her to be his friend, Mari would start seeing that he wasn’t bad anymore!

So, he watched and waited. Then when the time finally came, he walked over with a cone of ice cream. “Excuse me...would you like this? I’m afraid I can’t have any!”

[flashlightfxghter]

jxst-a-pxppet replied to your post “   ❝ It’s a wonderful night in the ...”

"You're not horrible, you're my boy." Mari's making >:( noises.

   ❝ I, ❞ places a stubby little hand to his chest, ❝ am going to cause problems on purpose for a bunch of robots who want me dead. ❞

[fczbecrspizzc]

@jxst-a-pxppet​ // s.c.

   ❝ S... since-- since when did it get so dark in here? ❞

   He wasn’t sure why the Przie Corner had been closed off today, of all days-- little shoes taking careful steps to ensure no one could see him sneak over-- hands wrapped tightly around something his father made for him, a bear to keep him company whenever he or Charlie weren’t around, the nine year old moves closer, looking the box ( just barely taller than him ) up and down, eyebrows furrowing. He wonders if it was lonely in there...

   ❝ Are you awake..? ❞ A hand knocks on the box, brown eyes flickering up to watch the top, ❝ Can you hear me? ❞

[soulsevicted]

jxst-a-pxppet replied to your post “   Holds up the box and rattles it.    ❝ Female simps get the box....”

"That's not very nice, Joshy~!" A little pout.

   ❝ Get the fuck in, bitch. ❞

[frightsguard]

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“Now now, you’re no fun shooting star~!”

   Proceeds to just strobe one of her own flashlights directly at her face. She has no time for this.

[spriingtrapped]

@jxst-a-pxppet  —  “ You know why I’m here. ” ( prompt )

    Huddled pathetically in darkness, among the dysfunctional arcade cabinets... what was once a man (now mechanical MONSTER) tried to make himself as unobtrusive as physically possible. Out of sight, out of mind... as they would say. Obscured by the machines, the room’s camera was unable to catch even a hint of the decrepit animatronic that normally roamed the halls of horror attraction... but as it was a Sunday, there would be no one inside the building with reason to be looking for him.

    Well, no one living it seemed.

    Springtrap roused at her voice, but the otherworldly glow emitted by the spirit-child’s body was nearly blinding in the dark room. He quickly tore his eyes away, knees brought to his chest and arms shielding his face in a sad attempt to make himself appear smaller. A meaningless effort, given his size. Still, he kept his face obscured. The shame and guilt he carried within was BURNING like cold fire.

    He kept to himself most days, trying to stay as far away from what was left of the children’s cartoonish-tombs as he was able. All that remained of them after so many years were their heads, placed about the Fright where he could not easily escape them- their empty eyes silently JUDGING him as he passed. Occasionally flickering to life with the souls that remained bound to them... to HIM. 

     For long as he lingered here, they could never find PEACE.

      “ ...I-I don’t, no... w-why..? I A̫̻̬S͏̥̱S͖-̞͇͔̗̮̘̪U̜̻M̶̯̲̠̤̩͕̰E̲̹̣̗̥͓͖D̢̯ ...                            ...you wo-would have preferred... to s-stay away...  “

[aftcn]

@jxst-a-pxppet​

“i thought you didn’t like me.”

[aft0nr0b0ticsllc]

☀ Does the mun listen to you while writing or not? 

“I practically write myself.”

He insists, leaning in a little closer as he does so, as though testing the boundaries between himself and his audience, prodding delicately at the forth wall in contemplation of obliterating it entirely.

“Oh, it’s not literal, thankfully, at least not for now.”

He laughs softly to himself after a moment of sharp, sinister staring.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. He does listen to me. We have a very mutually beneficial relationship, me an outlet, and he a gracious host. Not once have I felt silenced or under-appreciated, and not once have I given significant reason to stifle me.”

[littlepuppetbear]

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send “◀◀” to get a glimpse at a memory from my muse’s past.

Kamilla walked down the hallway of her high school, eagerly looking for her boyfriend. She didn’t notice the other students whispering to themselves as they watched her. When she turned the corner, her heart froze. Next to her locker, Liam stood kissing Esmeralda. Kamilla swallowed the lump in her throat before speaking.

“What the hell?!” she yelled, getting their attention. Liam looked over at her and smirked.

“Rude. Can’t you see I’m with my girlfriend, Kamilla?”

“But- I thought I was your girlfriend.” At that Liam laughed.

“I can’t believe you actually think I loved you. I was more interested in your friend so I just used you to get to closer to her,” he said as tears started to build in Kamilla’s eyes.

[stxffed-shxlls-blog]

@jxst-a-pxppet - Liked for a starter!

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The animatronic moved in a stiff manner in which EVERY animatronic seemed to move in the establishment. Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie were playing onstage, with Foxy and Orville entertaining children at the sides.

Linda, however, was in the centre of the room. Her SAFARI outfit, shorts and all, stuck out like a sore thumb. Ears moved a little further apart as she was approached, tail swaying surpringly fluidly.

"'ello," The British accent boomed, head slightly moving to the side, as if she were whispering a secret, "I'm Linda! What's YOUR name?"

[immortalafton]

@jxst-a-pxppet​

“Remnant is wonderful! It’s what keeps me alive, along with the others!”

He realized what he said and looks down.

“Er...sorry. I mean, you guys probably don’t like that.”

[flashlightfxghter]

@jxst-a-pxppet​ coos ;;

Cackling from in a corner. "Oh Atlassss~! Aren't you going to give your Auntie Marianne a hug~?"

   ❝ JOSHUA FOR FUCK’S SAKE PLEASE COME COLLECT ALL OF YOUR RATS AND PUT THEM BACK IN THE FUCKING BOX-- ❞

[fczbecrspizzc]

@jxst-a-pxppet. | | s.c.

   --Something was a little different when she had awoken. Closed eyes do not see-- but she can certainly hear. Something was different. Something was new. Ballora wasn’t sure if it was good or not.

   The Gallery was silent, the tables set, the Minireenas off-- yet she could hear. She could hear... music. Other than her own-- other than the music of the building. She wasn’t sure if there was a song that fit the one she heard inside her coding-- and thus, she was curious. Robotic parts shift-- her torso turns to face the direction of the music, blue eyelids do not shift for her to see ( it wasn’t like her eyes could, anyhow ).

   ❝ Is someone there--? ❞

[soulsevicted]

jxst-a-pxppet replied to your post “   ❝ Either way I am in no mood to argue with crazy people, what’s...”

"You are baby and my child now." GABRIELLE PLS-

   ❝ Thank you I appreciate this. ❞

[frightsguard]

jxst-a-pxppet replied to your post:    Walks in.    …Walks right back out.

Cackling noises.

   ❝ Guess I’ll be handing Atlas more Wicked Laser Torch Flashlights-- ❞

[remnxntused]

*HE'S GRABBING POPCORN, THE SON OF A BITCH-