#roxanne wolf (mentioned)

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF nightmare foxy is a huge fan of Roxanne Wolf,,

[ilovesmg3]

[ I wrote this like, a year ago. Cut me some slack. Also yes, this is first person! "I/Me/My." I used to write a lot, maybe I'll get back into it if y'all like this and it does well. ]

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I couldn't help my lower lip from quivering, I sat on the floor of the salon in Roxy Raceway defeated. The day shift felt like hell, a genuine battlefield of cake, pizza and rotten little brats running around non stop. Disobeying rules was the children's favorite thing to do despite the entirety of them coming straight to the raceway from the daycare on the higher floors.

You'd think they'd have been taught better, but alas, an underpaid Fazbear employee can only dream. I looked around at my surroundings, thankful for the short break. 10 minute breaks every 3 hours was better than nothing, right? I groaned as I heard a knock on the big, red doors. Assuming it was another child asking for help getting into a cart, I put on a brave face and a large smile before a large, grey face poked through the door. "Roxy," I sighed with relief. If I could describe 'Her eyes softened,' it'd be this exact moment.

I smiled warmly and she walked in, closing the door behind her and disregarding the disappointed groans of the children outside that were trailing her. Thankfully they knew enough to not walk into the salon when it was closed, or Roxy herself they'd have to answer to. Roxanne was large, a very tall animatronic. Her high-tech eyes showed emotion somehow, and I could read it the best.

After all, I've worked in this part of the Mega Pizzaplex for the last two years. Shaking myself out of the thoughts, I looked to Roxy as the first tear rolled down my cheek. I hadn't realized how close I was to tears, nor did I realize how fast my smile faded. Roxy's face immediately showed concern, she walked over to me as softly as her large, metal feet would allow.

"(Y/N)?" She whispered softly, bending down to reach my level like she does with the children mid-outburst. "Are you.. okay?" She continued to speak with worry. I couldn't meet her eyes, only shaking my head back and forth, signaling a "no." She nodded, holding out her gloved, metal hand towards me. I hesitated, before taking it. She pulled me up gently, using a claw to wipe my remaining tears. "Do you.. want to talk about it?" I felt myself compelled to look into her bright, golden eyes.

I sighed before taking in a deep breath. "Sure, Roxy." She smiled again, her robotic ears perking slightly, happy to listen. "The kids.. man, they're ruthless.." She cocked her head, the robotic whirring inside her metal chest sped up as she contemplated what I'd said, shortly after she nodded, asking me to continue if comfortable.

"Roxy.. I.. The kids, even though I work here, they continue to constantly berate me and say my hair looks.. awful?" I questioned, turning slightly to look in the mirror. "I guess they're right, I haven't been sleeping or taking care of myself lately." This wasn't the first time I'd found myself ranting to Roxanne, but on day shift was a different story, I'd never felt so.. distraught at work before.

Roxanne sighed, her robotic tone sounding sad. She held my smaller hand in her own, and pulled me towards the salon's chairs. "Wha..?" I questioned and she let out a bark of a laugh. "Come on, you think you can let KIDS get to YOU?" She knew the situation now, and she wanted to help.

Placing me in the chair gently but firmly by pressing my shoulders down, the lights turned on. Music began to play and the kids outside the room began to shout, mad they weren't allowed in. "Don't pay attention to them, (Y/N). You deserve a longer break today."

I sighed in relief, I didn't even care about my one other co-worker on the floor at the moment, just hanging out with Roxy, and taking a goddamned break. She pumped up the salon chair and pulled the hairbrush from the countertop, using her claws to get out the chunk of hair I was forced to pull out of a kids disgusting head earlier.

I looked at the brush in disgust and she chuckled, "Alright, alright. Let me get a new one." I smiled, reaching up to wipe the remaining dew from my eyes and watching in the mirror as behind me, Roxy checked each counter and drawer until she found a fresh, new in-package brush.

The brush was really pretty, like those see-through sparkly pony toys from years past that were rotting in my cousin's closet. She walked back with a pep in her step, gently caressing my face as she looked in the mirror into my eyes. "(Y/N). You are enough. You are so, so beautiful.

You are perfect. You are the best." I felt my eyes widen, hearing the speech she gave to herself during the night shift. I smile softly, pressing my cheek into her cold, yet inviting metal hand. "You are my favorite." She spoke warmly, a tone I hadn't yet heard from her. She moved me back gently into the seat, gripping the brush before gliding it through my hair, pulling calmly and softly through the knots to avoid any pain.

For a robot, she was very good at this. I sighed as I felt the bristles against my scalp, an overall amazing and relieving feeling to just, be tended to by someone who cared about me. She smiled down at me, holding my tips and slicing gently with her claws, somehow working better than scissors. Soon enough, my hair was cleaned up. Dead ends gone, hair brushed and somehow it even looked less greasy, after working around pizza all day, that was an incredible thing to accomplish.

She pulled the make-up from the other side of the counter. Normally, this was for the teenagers or even just kids who wanted a little sparkle on the raceway or downright face-paint, but right now, it was to make me feel better about myself. She turned the chair so I was facing her, she was large.

Her grey, plastic and metal fur was shiny, up close I could see her teeth, yet I didn't feel threatened. For once I felt safe in this establishment, any worries or woes I've felt because of it, were gone in this very moment. Roxy placed the makeup sponge against my under eyes, clearing up the bags for at least a little while, adding a little glitter and sparkle to really finish that "Roxy" look. After she finished she pulled away, looking at me with a grin of pride. Roxy pushed the swivel chair back around so I could see myself. I smiled wide, I looked PERFECT! "Yes you do!" Roxy spoke aloud, I hadn't even realized the words escaped my lips, I jumped up and gave Roxy a hug.

Roxy smiled and grabbed me, lifting me up quickly into a bear hug even Freddy couldn't compare to. She swung me around in her arms and I hugged her back just as tight, "Thank you, Roxy." I whispered, and she howled a laugh in response with a smile, causing the children outside to scream in excitement. I looked at Roxy, we nodded. I put on a smile, but a real one this time, and opened the doors to the salon.

The children all ran in and swarmed me. "No way!! (Y/N) got a make-over by Roxy herself!! They're so cool!!" "I'm so jealous!! They look so good!!" and the likes was heard from the crowd, I looked out the open door to see my co-worker lying on the tiled floor, exhausted. I yelled a quick "Sorry!" before getting back to my shift, Roxy by my side for support with a grin.

[nobody-nexus]

(Slaps my Tumblr) ROXICA HCS AM I RIGHT

Roxanne Wolf (She/Her - Transfem - Lesbian)

Glamrock Chica (She/Her - Cisgender - Bisexual)

CUDDLES. CUDDLES ALL THE TIME. Roxy finds Chica's feathers SUPER SOFT and therefore PDA is a MUST have

Chica is like the best cook and Roxy can like work a microwave

Nicknames galore! Roxy's favorite for Chica is Chickpea and Chica's favorite for Roxy is Puppy

Some may think Roxy is the big spoon but NO CHICA IS

Roxy is super overprotective and loyal for her bird gf it's a lil scary

The two of them used to love covering songs with one another, but Roxy got SOOOOO mad due to Chica's upgrade that now Roxy sings love songs to Chica in order to componsate

If the wolf's having an emotional moment, Chica cuddles her and sways her back and forth. Works like a charm every time too

Chica's favorite food is pizza obviously, but Roxy is more of a burger fan. They have ways to have both of course

Chica makes gifts for Roxy, which she keeps all of them no exception

If anyone called Roxy anything masculine that isn't 'bro' or 'dude', Roxy WILL spiral- but Chica will help her make sure it doesn't get to her head

They workout together!

They're goofy enough to wear matching shirts

Monty finds them both annoying when they're on a date

Roxica Gatorbun double dates anyway!

The first one outside of the two to realize they were both dating was Bonnie. The last was Freddy (he's dumb)

Roxy has a secret love for overally romantic dates. She doesn't want the others except Chica to know

Yes they've adopted Cassie next question

Chica is a wine aunt... Roxy is the rum aunt

They get drunk together a LOT- and Vanessa can swear she heard heavy clanking in Chica's room-

They send cat memes to one another a lot of the time

Roxy rambles about human shows to her ALLL OF THE TIME

Chica's more of a listener then a talker, but she doesn't mind that at all

"Hey Chickpea look at this drawing I made" "Roxy that's a penis" "Eyyyy"

Yeah no it's not surprising that Roxy's humor is a little vulgar, and she even taught Cassie the FUCK word :D

Inside jokes between the both of them. They make them specifically around Monty a lot because he does a similar thing

Roxy has anger issues and Chica has constant stress on her mind

TRAUMA DUMPING GIRLFRIENDS YAAAAASSSSS

When they were shattered, Roxy could tell it was Chica from her touch. She got used to Chica's shattered whirrs and crunches after a little bit

Fazbear Entertainment has no clue they're dating despite them not hiding it. Helpy sees them making out and he's like "Yep just some gal pals :D"

Gregory: PACK IT UP SKITTLE SQUAD

Roxy has indeed gotten jealous before with Chica finding Freddy even the slightest bit attractive (but now she's open with sharing the bird with the himbo bear)

Chica is VERY vocal about how much she loves her doggy gf

Yeah I have a LOT more but my fingers hurt from all this typing so if this gets enough likes I will make a part 2. Hope you like them ^^

[blood-and-pizza]

They changed the contents for the FNAF Recipe Book, including (but not limited to) giving Roxanne's Fully Loaded Hotdog to Glamrock Freddy instead. I think the people behind the book saw Twitter's responses... what a shame!

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Hey did you guys know that... Wolves have different howls depending on why they're howling? And some of them have specific howls to call for specific pack mates?

Did you also know that chickens have been known to have a call for specific people, like the person that feeds them?

I have definitely mentioned this before I think but... well... this is very important information for a very specific wolf and a very specific chicken that might just both happen to be animatronics...

[glambots]

Do you ever think about how Roxy probably is the way she is because whether she lives or is scrapped is determined by how entertaining she is and she looks like an off-brand Foxy the Pirate. We already know how being a canine less cool than Foxy went in the past (Mangle). And she's an AI with almost full awareness of the situation. An AI so advanced that she can form bonds with humans and other robots alike and have trauma and mental illnesses caused by that trauma, all things she wasn't programmed with. I've seen people bring up the point that she's probably compared to Foxy a lot, but I haven't seen many people bring up that the only real disadvantage to scrapping her if they don't like her is that she must have cost a fortune to build.

Anyway, I also realized that there are small similarities between the Toys and the Glamrocks. Both look all plastic-y, have a blue Bonnie, cost a fortune, have super advanced security features, have a member (Or two) who resemble puppets and work specifically with young children, and have at least one member who was different from previous lines of animatronics and received some form of physical or psychological damage as a result.

Anyway, I really wanna kiss The Daycare Attendant. Either one. I'm not picky.

I think about that all the time, Anon.

You ever think about how Funtime Freddy is the only white-colored Freddy Fazbear variant, specifically designed after a polar bear, which are known to be one of the most deadliest types of bears in the world? And that Funtime Freddy is one of the most openly violent, malicious versions of Freddy to exist? (And has purple details, which are always attributed to Afton/His Influence, specifically built into his design?)

Anyway, same. Sun, Moon, Eclipse, whomstever. I'm kissing all of them forever and ever amen.

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

How did KC come to doing O.F? Also poor blood moon. Poor mans just has to stay under his bed to avoid being traumatized even more.

He heard Glamrock Freddy dated Roxanne, who has an OF and it just snowballed from his curiosity lookig into it, to him starting an account, to him enjoying said account.

Poor Bloody is hiding against the only asexual for dear life.

[gwenbrightly]

(Re)Building the Future: Chapter 2

Thank you to everyone who read, commented, or reblogged for the first chapter! Here's the part where we all pretend like I know anything about first aid... I mean... Chapter 2!

As she clears the last of the elevator's wreckage away, Roxy steps back to examine her work. She doesn't understand how this happened. Yes, the elevator was clearly not very stable, but it made the trip down perfectly fine. What went wrong on the way back up? She was too busy with It to truly pay attention to what was happening elsewhere. And now… All she can do now is hope the crumpled body in front of her isn't already dead.

Just now, Roxy isn't sure having eyes again is a good thing, because she can see every cut, bruise, and twisted limb. She may not know much about human anatomy, but she's seen enough kids to know that there is something very wrong with Cassie. Probably several somethings. 

First things first. She leans over the small girl and holds a claw to her neck. Okay. Roxy is going to assume that the slight fluttering she can feel there means the kid is still alive. That's good,she tells herself. That's promising. Next, she examines the girl's face. There's a pretty substantial gash on Cassie's forehead, but that should be fixable - right? It's not like her entire head popped off like the Driver Assist bots. The cut isn't deep enough for her brain to fall out. Humans are pretty resilient from what Roxy has seen. 

"Oh, ewwww," Helpy interrupts her thoughts, "I don't think her leg's supposed to bend that way!"

Well. There goes her attempt at positive thinking. 

"And her arm doesn't look so good either! That sure is a lot of blood!" Helpy continues. 

Yeah, the positive thinking route has officially gone nowhere. It might be time to panic now. 

"Do- Do you think it's safe to move her?" Roxy asks worriedly. 

"I meannn… she looks pretty rough... But if we leave her down here much longer, she's gonna die anyway."

"Right. Okay. Let's get her out of here, then," Roxy decides, "What's the safest route to the surface, Helpy? I don't think I can carry her up this elevator shaft."

~~~*~~~

Maybe it's the sense of urgency. Maybe it's the added weight of Cassie in her arms. Whatever the case, the return trip feels like it takes a lot longer than her mad dash into the sinkhole had earlier that night. By the time Roxy reaches the surface, the pinkish light of dawn greets her through a hole in the ceiling high above her. She surveys the wreckage of her beloved race track for the first time. Furniture is overturned. Piles of garbage cover the floor, which has caved in in several places. It's even worse than she'd imagined it might be. Ruined. 

There used to be a first aid station over by the Information booth, if she's not mistaken. So she climbs over more rubble to find it, being careful not to jostle Cassie too much. She can't risk injuring the girl further. 

All for nothing, ultimately. All that remains of the first aid station is an empty stall equipped with  even emptier cabinets. The human staff must have cleared it out before they abandoned the building. Abandoned her. There have been juvenile delinquents and thrill seekers, sure. But there hasn't been anyone to care about the animatronics living here in a long, long time. Until Cassie. Who is an innocent child and shouldn't be here to begin with. One who has already been through so much. She deserves better than to die in this forsaken place. 

Roxy mentally goes through her list of options. If her first aid station has been cleared out, it's unlikely any of the others are still intact. Freddy is long gone, screw him. He was supposed to be the leader. The one with answers. But he left them all behind as soon as he had the chance. She's got no idea where Chica and Monty are. Or if they're in any condition to do anything useful. They probably wouldn't be much help anyway. None of the Glamrock Band members were ever given much programming in first aid. There were other bots for that. Bots she's pretty sure have been deactivated; she hasn't come across any signs of them in her wanderings. The Nurse Bots used to bring her updates about the kids who injured themselves doing stupid stunts at the Raceway. But now? Nothing. Silence. 

Is there anyone left to help her care for this broken girl? 

Wait… there's one other animatronic she hasn't ruled out yet. Someone who is almost guaranteed to be equipped with first aid protocol as part of his programming. Roxy just has to hope he's in the mood to help. 

~~~*~~~

"You're sure he's been rebooted?" Roxy asks for the third time. She's standing outside the Superstar Daycare now. If the attendant is inside, he might be of use in this situation. Of course, if Moon has taken over, he'll probably want to torment Cassie instead of helping Roxy save her. She's never liked Moon much. He's a little too creepy for her taste. Even if the whole Pizzaplex is looking pretty creepy right now. 

"Yep! Cassie took care of that earlier. She's so brave!" Helpy says with a hint of admiration. 

"I guess I'd better get on with this, then." Throwing caution to the wind, Roxy knocks on the daycare's door. When there is no immediate answer, she bangs harder. Where could Eclipse be? 

"Sheesh," a voice calls from within, "gimme a minute. The daycare opens in just a few hours and there's still so much to do!" 

"Eclipse, please - this is important," she replies, giving the door another rattle. She debates telling the attendant it is unlikely the daycare will open again ever, let alone in a few hours. It doesn't seem that important, though, right now. 

"Hello, Roxy," Eclipse's head pops through the doors, "are you here to help? I bet if we put some of this junk on one of your racecars we could -" 

"Actually… I need your help, Eclipse," Roxy interrupts, practically shoving Cassie at him. 

"Oh. Oh my stars, what happened to you, little girl?!" Eclipse asks Cassie. "I told you it wasn't safe here!" 

All he gets is a moan in reply. 

"Please, you know first aid. I know you do! You have to fix her." Roxy insists. Eclipse stares at the small girl for a moment before bursting to action. 

"Emergency, emergency! Injured child! Call an ambulance! Contact the hospital right away!" 

Roxy isn't sure who he's talking to (if anyone), but she agrees. An ambulance for Cassie is exactly what they need. She follows Eclipse into the daycare and over to the reception desk, where he proceeds to pull a corded phone out of… somewhere and presses some buttons. They both wait eagerly for some sign that a call has gone through. Eclipse cocks his head and fiddles with the phone. It emits a dull tone, then goes silent. 

"Well. That's not good."

"The phone line has been disconnected." Roxy isn't asking. Eclipse nods. 

"The phone line has been disconnected, and I'm beginning to think the daycare hasn't been open for quite some time."

"It hasn't," Roxy confirms, "the whole place has been shut down ever since the earthquake. How did you miss that?" 

"I-I don't know? It doesn't matter right now. This little girl needs us!" Eclipse reminds her pointedly. 

"You're right. What do we do?" Roxy asks, hoping he'll know. He scans Cassie with glowing eyes, then nods decisively. 

"My programming only covers basic procedures like stitches and setting broken bones," The daycare attendant says. 

If those are considered basic, Roxy wonders what paper cuts and bandaids count as. 

"I should be able to fix her head injury if you help me gather supplies. But… The rest of her might be a little more tricky…"

"Just tell me what you need," Roxy says. She'll do pretty much anything. 

~~~~~~

Roxy holds Cassie's limp hand as Eclipse ties off the final stitch. They've used an unhealthy amount of antiseptic from the stash of supplies Eclipse keeps in his room and forced a few pain pills down her throat. Her face looks better, now. Not perfect, but better. The rest of her, on the other hand? Not so much. 

"She should heal up in a few weeks," Eclipse announces, "so long as she keeps her face clean and gets plenty of rest for that concussion."

"What are we gonna do about…" Roxy gestures at Cassie's other injuries. 

"Don't get mad-" Eclipse starts.

"Why would I get mad?" Roxy asks indignantly. She's not the one with anger issues - no way. That's Monty. Definitely. 

"I don't know if I can do anything more to help her."

"What?! No!" Roxy growls. She begins pacing. She's always found that to help her when she's processing. "Are you seriously giving up?" 

"Her leg is shattered, Roxy. She may never walk again. And her arm is impaled with little bits of rebar in multiple places. And she's already lost so. Much. Blood. The phones are down and the daycare is closed and I don't know what to do!" Eclipse is practically hyperventilating. Roxy pauses. Maybe she's been a little too hard on him. He's tried his best, after all. And he's kept it together a lot better than she has up til now. 

"I know. You're right. I'm sorry." Roxy says, putting a paw on Eclipse's shoulder. "I'm not good with losing situations."

"You really aren't," Eclipse agrees. 

They slip into  a quiet vigil, both watching the unconscious girl. Occasionally one of them will share a "What if?" but nothing seems to solve their problem. Neither animatronic would last long outside the Pizzaplex, and even if they did, they have no idea where the nearest hospital is. Killing Cassie and getting her ghost to possess a deactivated bot is a horrific idea for obvious reasons. Clearly Eclipse's time in the theater took him places Roxy would rather not think to deeply about if he thinks that's a viable option. 

"What if…" Roxy says, preparing for her newest bad idea to be shut down. 

"Yes?" Eclipse asks. 

"You know how we just… replace things on the bots when they break?" Roxy continues, hesitantly. 

"Yes?" Eclipse repeats, tilting his head. 

"What if we… Replaced Cassie's broken parts?" 

The daycare attendant stares at her. Roxy's pretty sure his eyes have gotten even wider than usual - if that's even possible. 

"That's-" 

"Crazy, I know," Roxy interrupts. 

"It might be crazy," Eclipse acknowledges, "but it might just be our best shot at getting her through this."

[nightmaretherabbitsideblog1]

"Ya Canne Can Ye?"

I worked hard on this

[local-diavolo-anon]

well i kept my word

this is "When only an Eclipse is left" and it's a one shot about that Sun-and-Moon-less au i sometimes mention!

It's marked as "only registed users can see it" because of the Ai scraping thing, and i DO NOT want that to touch my stuff, nor find out someone is plagiarizing me or my work

it's 11k words and there are no archive warnings needed, but content warning for anxiety attacks!

[sealmonger]

Does anybody find it ironic that the two "replacement glamrocks" both have purple in their color schemes? 👀

[ponds-of-ink]

One Day More FNAF Challenge Day 6

Though now it’s technically Day 10. Ｏｏｐｓ

Roxanne just fits Enjolras to me. I’m not entirely sure why.

Context

Day 1

Day 2

Day 3

Day 4

Day 5

[violet27writes]

When He Fell

Summary: A one-shot of Chica's thoughts during the opening scene of Security Breach. Ao3 Link.

As the elevator began to rise, Glamrock Chica smiled with glee, one hand hovering at the neck of her guitar, while the other ghosted the strings, ready to play. Around her stood the rest of her band, each excited and exhilarated in their own ways.

Montgomery Gator, their newest member -although he had been around for a few years now- Stood the furthest away from her with his shoulders squared and his head held high. The yellow bass hung from shoulders as he held it similarly to Chica, fingers ready to play. His large tail flicked back and forth, reminding her of a happy dog wagging its tail. Not that she would ever tell him that, of course.

The gator used to be only a mascot for his area, Gator Golf, before he was a part of the band. After their original bass player, Glamrock Bonnie had disappeared one night, he had to be replaced for the sake of the Pizzaplex. It wasn’t that Chica hated Monty in any way, but she sure did miss the bunny, who she couldn’t help but think of when she saw his hand-me-down guitar being played by the gator.

As the elevator slowed to a stop, she started to shake away those thoughts.

Next to Chica was Roxanne Wolf, the keytar player, eyes closed with her snout raised toward the ceiling. She hadn’t been around quite as long as Freddy and herself had, but she was an original in the Mega Pizzaplex, having been there since opening day. Whereas Monty was brash aggressive, Roxy was narcissistic and always needed to one-up everyone, including most of the children. However, they both had their moments when it came to the children, and also with their other band members, having hard exteriors, but a soft heart somewhere inside.

Sometimes, the name was just a little too familiar to Chica, bringing to mind a certain fox that, while technically never having been a band member, certainly had a spot in her heart. Foxy had been decommissioned years ago, as younger children were scared by the pirate, even though he told the best stories.

But once again. She wouldn’t let herself be brought too far down with those thoughts. It was nearly time to perform, something she loved to do, with the animatronics she loved to work with.

The animatronics saw their cue and began playing their opening song, Chica starting with her guitar, followed quickly by Roxy, and then with Monty’s bass coming in after the first two measures.

They walked off the elevator’s platform and made it to their individual places, being as extra as they could to try and grab the attention of the crowd. But there was only so much the others could do as he stepped forward into his place. Glamrock Freddy Fazbear.

While he didn’t often play an instrument, the bear was still a crucial part of the band, being both their lead singer and the face of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza.

He stood with a microphone stand in his hand, smirking with bridled excitement as the announcer began to introduce them. Monty was first, taking in his introduction by playing a quick succession of notes in a scale, his fingers moving deftly across the fretboard to show off.

Roxy was next, playing a similar solo with a smirk at Monty, using both hands to play the keys as she continued bobbing her head to the beat.

The announcer introduced Chica next, the exhilaration she had felt hundreds of times before washing over her, never getting old. She clicked on a slider on her electric as she copied what the other two had done, adding in another layer to the music, letting her notes ring out as she played them with a smile.

Last, and of course not least, was Freddy, as he lifted one hand in the air before pulling his microphone from its stand. The raised stages Roxy and Monty had been on began to lower as the intro to the sound was coming to a close, ushering in the all-too familiar chorus that most likely every kid had heard at one point in time.

Either from the jingle in the commercials, or from having been here before, she could see that nearly every child in the crowd was preparing to shout out the words at the tops of their lungs.

The party lights flashed back and forth, bathing her in a blue light before changing to a pink one, and then to a green one that slowly trailed into the crowd. Perfect was a very close word to what she was feeling right now. Everything just seemed right. The music. The crowd. The entire atmosphere. She was happy to have done it every day since opening, and only wished that she could do it forever.

As Freddy began to lift his mic and begin singing, his eyes seemed to lock onto the crowd. Onto someone in it. He head cocked almost curiously to the right. And that’s where forever seemed to end.

His head started to glitch in its spot, both the microphone and its stand fell to the ground, the mic ringing out from where it had hit the stage. Freddy’s joints seemed to lock up, freezing him in place with a stuttering sound that she could hardly hear over the rest of the noise.

Chica raced forward with one thought on her mind: ‘Please, no, not you. Anyone but you. Please.' If the guitar hadn’t been strapped to her body, it would’ve hit the ground just like the mic before it.

As the distance between them grew shorter, the bear unfroze for a moment, almost giving her a spark of hope, before he pitched sideways, making no effort to catch himself as he fell.

He hit the ground with a metallic ‘thud’ before she could reach him.

“No, no, no no no.” She gasped, falling to her knees beside him.

The crowd had quieted down, the cheering being replaced with shock as children stared with concern. What had happened to Freddy?

Chica hoped it was nothing more than a little glitch. A small malfunction that would either go away by itself, or be an easy fix so they could continue their concert. So that he would be fine. So that he would get back up.

But Freddy stayed still on the stage, eyes closed almost in a peaceful way. In almost a forever way. Just like so many others had done before him. Just like her first friends had gone. Just like how Foxy looked after they turned him off for the final time. Just like how she hoped Bonnie looked after he disappeared- Still in one piece, but never coming back.

She would be the last of them, everything around her always changing, always leaving, always getting replaced. Would she outlive Roxy, or Monty, even? Would she be forever doomed to watch her friends go, one by one?

“Please, please,” She begged, Freddy’s head in her lap.

A gentle hand on her shoulder brought her back to the present. Her audio recovered and picked up all the commotion, picked up sounds of Roxy’s voice, but not hearing the words.

Roxy, gentle yet firm, pulled her back onto her feet, whispering what could have only been sweet nothings as she led the other offstage. Leaving Freddy to be surrounded by Pizzaplex staff and a Monty that watched from a distance.

The elevator began to sink into the floor, taking her away from it all.

[glambots]

can i get hcs with glam freddy and an oblivious reader? anything romantic he does just goes over their head SOO easily.

🎩Glamrock Freddy + "Oblivious!Reader" HCs:🎩

⭐You're both suffering because he's trying so hard to woo you without being overbearing or over-stepping his bounds, and you are trying so hard to figure out whether or not he's actually flirting with you, or if you're just overthinking things. And everyone else is suffering from secondhand embarrassment. (JUST. KISS ALREADY.)

⭐The man once straight-up romantically serenaded you during a company-approved "Karaoke Night," and you simply sat there with your one braincell. Not a single spark of realization in your eyes. Chica felt so bad at how dejected Freddy was afterwards and Roxy was ready to genuinely knock some common sense into you.

⭐Eventually it gets to the point where Freddy eventually realizes that your languages in love are just a little too different for him to try and "will you" to get it. He will have to be a little more "straight-forward" with his gestures, which does not bother him at all! In fact, maybe there can be a way for him to do both--he just has to find out how!

[idkmanwtfishumanityanymore]

I swear to fucking god they know.

[fnaffersblog]

The sheer amount of episodes with pregnant characters in the thumbnails makes me religious enough to put the fear of god in me.

I have to watch them eventually.

I am not sure I’m looking forward to them.