#roxanne is a mom now

[odd-g0ul]

(Posting this early because I don't know if I'd be able to get it out on time for New Years Eve)~

Thank you to all of my readers and supporters for a great year, and all of the support and comments! I can't thank you all enough, and I love all of you sm!! 🫶

Happy New Years from the silly furry family to you!! 💫🎆🎇✨️

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"Oh Odd_G0ul, why are the character designs so different than before??" -you right now, probably

Not because I'm teasing a new story coming out next year, definitely not- 👀

And as a bonus, Chapters 9-10 are released now, too!! We're ending this year on a high note!

[beaniebitch69]

i made a post, but i deleted it. it wasnt funny. i think im excited?

[vicstarzie]

Okay but imagine your mom and brother just vanish one day.

Neither of them left a note, a text, a voice mail, nothing.

Just gone.

And on the flip side imagine being just a kid

13 years old

And all of a sudden you’re told by someone you consider one of your best friends that you have to leave EVERYTHING behind with no way of getting back anytime soon.

Imagine one day you’re just trying your best to live as normal of a life as you can and the next your entire world is flipped on its head, or can you even call it your world anymore since you’re in a whole new one???

Imagine one day you’re living your life, going to school with your brother, helping out your sorta-dad with his work, hanging out with your family, doing some magic studying on the side too and then the next day two of the most important people in your life just vanish into thin air without a trace

[acosmicbee]

A suggestion because I think you could do it well

How about…

1. A caregiver android that took care of you as a kid but now you’re getting ready to go to college and move into your new apartment, and you come across them in the basement and decide to take them with you for old times sake. They can clean and cook and… baby you? Huh?

2. The 3rd chapter of the hot streamer milf with the kid actually trying to bond with and get comfortable with her. Maybe they finally have a conversation bc the kid doesn’t want to be stuck in a cabin for the rest of their life but the mom tells them that they don’t want that either, it’s just for now.

3. A sickly and neglected noble child ignored by parents gets a new governess

New Teacher

Thanks so much for the ideas! Number 3 was speaking to me so here we go!

You hated being stuck inside all the time. Any time you had the strength to, you'd sneak from your room and make your way to the gardens. It gave the maids and butlers a heart attack every time they went to check on you and your room was empty.

The fresh air made you feel a little better. You would walk, barefoot, in the dewy grass, letting the wind blow through your hair. Sometimes you'd sit in the gazebo out back and watch the little stream flow by. Sometimes you'd lie on the grass by the pond the stream fed into, watching the ducks swim.

You had no responsibilities, unlike your siblings. Then again, most days you could barely get out of bed. You'd be fevered and sweaty and the family doctor would have to come by again to feed you medicine.

You were left alone a lot, which was a little depressing. Your parents wouldn't visit and you only saw them on your better days when you could join the family for a meal. Your siblings would sometimes stop by to bring you a gift from their travels or read you a book. But most of the time, it was just you and your bed and the maids and butlers.

It was another bad day. You were curled up in your bed, feverish and sweaty. You felt cold, curled under your blankets, but you knew you were burning up from the constant cool towel being placed on your forehead. You'd been sickly for so long that your care was routine now and no longer came with panic and fear.

The maids and butlers had long since learned that notifying your parents every time you found yourself on bedrest again did nothing. They wouldn't visit you, citing more important duties as duke and duchess that needed their attention.

It was normal for the new maids to be sent to attend to you during your sick periods, that way they could learn quickly how to help you. It was why you didn't question waking up to an unfamiliar face. A woman was gently shushing you as she moved you over to a plush chair by the fireplace.

You shut your eyes for a second, realizing the maids were changing your bedspread to a clean one. Hands that felt blissfully cold also helped change you into a clean pair of pajamas before you were placed back into soft sheets. The same woman was there at your bedside, quickly replacing the cool cloth on your forehead and gently running a hand through your hair as you drifted off again.

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It was morning this time, you vaguely noted as you woke up again. Clearly hours had past while you slept, something common when you were feverish. Your fever had broken at some point and, while you still didn't feel amazing, you felt better than you had been.

Sitting at your bedside was a woman you didn't recognize, which was a little strange. She was reading a book, her blonde hair up in a braided bun, and she wasn't wearing a maid uniform. When she did eventually glance up at you she instantly smiled seeing you awake, shutting her book and placing it to the side.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Y/N! I am Roxanne, your governess." She cheerfully introduced herself. She seemed to study you for a second, her gaze never wavering. "You know, for someone never formally introduced to high society, you sure are quite the rumor. People have all sorts of crazy things to say about your existence and why you never accompany your parents and siblings to balls."

"It's because I'm sick a lot." You murmured, trying to sit up. Your whole body was sore and it took Roxanne propping you up against some pillows for you to stay upright. "Do people really talk about me? I'm surprised people know I exist at all..."

Roxanne's smile faltered for a second at your words, a near invisible crease forming on her forehead only to be immediately fixed. "Of course they know about you, silly. Although, some people don't think you exist at all. Lack of knowledge makes some people turn to strange answers to try and gain understanding."

A maid entered the room with a tray with some tea and medicine on it. It was only the newest attempt at curing you in a long line of failed pills and tonics. At least it mostly made you drowsy, some of the others had only worsened your condition until they wore off.

Once you'd taken the pill, washing it down with some honey sweetened tea, you were left alone again with Roxanne. When the sleepiness kicked in she helped you lay back down with a smile as she opened her book again.

"The first king of Berina was named Owen Lyonel Alexander IV. He established the kingdom when the land was still open fields and forests. As the kingdom grew he ruled with a fair hand, helping those in need and punishing those who disobeyed his laws." She read to you. She continued reading to you from the book until you eventually fell asleep again.

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"Y/N! For goodness sake let me know when you want to go outside! I practically had a heart attack when I saw your bed empty!" Roxanne scolded. You felt a little bad, but it was such a lovely day out and the fresh air helped you feel better. Besides, you thought after the months she'd been here that she would have learned by now that you were usually outside when not in bed.

You were lying in the grass, watching the ducks swim across the pond. The sun was warm, and you found some coverage under the shade of a large oak tree. The breeze was calm and soothingly cool. But you knew that if you'd asked someone they wouldn't have let you outside.

Not just because of your condition either. There'd been tension and whispers among the staff about some kind of unrest among the peasantry. Even the fenced off grounds were seen as 'too dangerous' for you to be in. But you weren't sure when the next time you'd be well enough to go out was so you snuck out anyway.

Roxanne sat down next to you, a book held close to her chest. She always seemed to have a book with her, but maybe that was just because she was a governess. "Either way, it's time for your lessons. I suppose it's fine for us to do our reading out here today as long as we head back inside before dusk."

You cuddled up to her, resting your head in her lap as she read. She was one of the only constant sources of comfort in your life. The only figure you would associate as motherly. There had always been a revolving door when it came to maids and butlers, people constantly quitting just to be replaced with someone else. But Roxanne seemed to always be there.

She would help you on your worst days, losing sleep to keep watch at your bedside. On your best days she'd join you in the garden, like she was doing today. She never neglected you when you wanted her, even when it was for something silly. You were too stubborn to admit it but almost anyone could see how you looked up to her.

"...for there, emerging from the crowd, came a man. He was large with a tricorn hat adorning his head, a feather tucked in it's brim. His voice was deep and cruel and... Y/N, are you even listening?" Roxanne asked, frowning down at you. You nodded, not wanting to have been caught zoning out. She just fondly sighed, ruffling your hair. "Mind grounded, sweetheart. Now, lets start over again so I can make sure you got it."

Laying there, listening to nature mixed with Roxanne's voice, everything felt perfect. But that perfection was about to start to shatter around you.

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"An entire duchy up in flames! Barely anything but ashes left once they got the fire out!" One maid whispered, anxiety lacing her voice.

"It wasn't the entire duchy, just the rich areas." A butler corrected. "When the mob first surrounded the duke's manor, they ordered for all the servants to leave. Then they burned it down."

You were crouched next to your bedroom door, your ear up to the slight crack between it and the floor. It was late, far past when you should've been asleep. Perhaps that was why a few maids and butlers had felt safe enough to have such a risky conversation.

"Well at least if the mob we get is similar, we'll be safe." A different maid said, scoffing a little. "You really think with the way the Duke and Duchess run this place they don't have people who hate them? Trust me, this place is probably next."

"Poor Y/N. Its not like their parents even spend time with them and now they've been doomed to die just by association." The butler said, sounding a little sorry for you. "Who knows? Maybe their sickness will kill them before the fire can."

"This conversation is wholly inappropriate!" Roxanne suddenly said out in the hallway. You could hear the anger in her voice. "Y/N will be fine. Everything will be fine. Now get back to work before I report anything I heard."

There was a scuffle as the three rushed off and you took that opportunity to dart back to your bed. You had just barely curled up under the blankets and closed your eyes when Roxanne slipped into your room.

She sat on the bed beside you, placing a hand on your forehead to check your temperature. Eventually she started gently carding her fingers through your hair. "Everything is fine. I'll keep you safe. Just... Just a little bit longer, okay? We're almost there..."

It sounded more like she was talking to herself than to you. Your mind was too busy spinning with the conversation you'd heard to process her slightly cryptic words. By the time you finally fell asleep she was still beside you, lost in thought as her fingers brushed through your hair.

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It happened at the worst possible time. It was late when you'd heard the panic that the manor was surrounded. You were once again bedridden with a fever, unable to do anything. You could hardly process what was going on around you.

Roxanne had carried you to her room as she packed her clothing. The order had already been given for all servants to leave the manor within an hour or face death for their loyalty. She'd wrapped you up in a blanket, and the second she finished packing you were cradled against her chest.

The few servants that seemed to notice what she was doing were more concerned with themselves and their families to care. She had her head held high as she pulled her trunk along with one hand, holding you with the other. When you finally made it to the gates and were stopped she was already prepared.

"My name is Roxanne Ardeca. I'm a maid for the duke and duchess." There was a murmur from the one questioning her to a different man. "My child is sick right now so apologies for shielding their face. All the smoke would only make them worse."

"Ardeca isn't a noble name." The man confirmed, only sparing your covered form a cursory glance. "You may proceed."

She shushed you when you let out a small whine, watching as the next servant in line was questioned. "You're alright Y/N. Shh, just rest. When we get to the carriage I'll make sure to have a cool towel prepared for you."

Your mind couldn't process the fact that there was no way Roxanne should have a carriage already waiting. Or that a lady of her standing shouldn't have the means to afford a private carriage. All you could do, as the fever pulled you back under, was watch as she walked away from your home. Watch as the people finally advanced and the manor went up in flames.

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"Roxanne." She scoffed as she finally stepped out of her carriage. Your fever had gone down a little, but not by much. She wasn't in the mood to deal with a prince right now and especially not this one.

"What do you want Hayden? I have a child to tend to." She said a little snappily. She effortlessly climbed from the carriage, a few maids and butlers grabbing her luggage and leading the horses away.

"Nothing, just wanted to congratulate you. You always do such fine work. Now that the entire country of Osentia is turning against their nobility Berina will finally be able to expand." He said with a grin, following her towards her manor. "Although, it does intrigue me that you seemed to find a little present for yourself while gathering intel."

She turned to him with a fierce glare. "If you even think about laying a hand on them I will kill you, prince or not."

Hayden grinned, a feral expression as he followed her to her door. A butler was already opening it for her as she stormed inside. "That's why I made you head of the royal guard. You have this fire inside of you."

"Is that why you send me away so much? Scared I'll burn down your castle too?" She asked, her expression softening when you stirred a little in her arms. She cooed at you, gently repositioning you to be more supported.

"I sent you to gather information because people tend to underestimate you. Finding yourself someone to fight for was just an added benefit. Either way, I'll let you retire for the night. I'll even prepare a gift for the new baby." He teased, stepping away. "Good night, Roxanne, Head of the Royal Guard of Berina."

The use of her full title just annoyed her more as she carried you to a bedroom beside her own. She carefully set you down, smiling when you tried to grip onto her. "Don't you worry honey, momma is right here. Momma isn't going anywhere."

By the time you recovered from your fever, your whole life would have changed. A new house, new country, new maids and butlers, a new garden to explore. The only constant, it seemed, was Roxanne. Only she had changed too, hadn't she? She wasn't just Roxanne, your governess, anymore. Now? She was Roxanne, your mother and head of the royal guard of Berina, and she was never letting you go.

[trippinsorrows]

through your eyes + au 3

authors note: well. this got freaky. some smut ahead, folks. this really is starting to feel like a completely different story, low key.

part one // part two // au solana instagram

warnings: smut

taglist: @sayyestoheav3nn @fearlesschimera @cyberdejos2 @annfg8 @trentybenty @sabrina-carpenter-stan-account @zoeyybellex3

word count: 4.3k

"I need to talk to you."

Solana should have been talked to someone about this.

But, she's felt torn.

Torn on just who she can talk to about it.

And lack of options hasn't been the issue.

If anything, there's a copious amount of resources and trusted confidants she could go to. Courtesy of her large family, host of cousins, and other good friends.

It's actually easier to start with who would absolutely be the worst person to go to.

And her mom, interestingly enough, is that person. Ironic given how close she is to her madre. One of her best friends, in many ways.

But, not for this. Because Nina will go to Xavier, Solana's dad, and somehow Wes, Solana's brother, will get involved, and it'll just be a whole mess.

Beyond that, there's her cousins. Jade and Anriel will scold the living shit out of her and probably confide in their mom, Solana's aunt Sharmell, out of concern. Aunt Sharmell will go to her husband, Booker, who won't hesitate to literally fly out to Miami just to tell his brother, Xavier, Solana's dad. Thus, the whole damn family knowing.

Then there's her cousin, Roxanne. Roxanne would be great if not for her inability to hold water. And Solana definitely doesn't need her mom's side of the family knowing. They'll kidnap her and force her to live in Mexico for the rest of her life, believing she's gone mad.

Might not be too far off though.

Rhea will just kick her ass for being so 'fawkin stoopid'. Jaida will encourage it, because Jaida encourages all things questionable. But Kayden....Kayden could be the one.

She's also bound to not respond well, but still, someone Solana knows will ultimately keep this between the two of them.

Kayden Carter looks over at Solana with intrigue. With over 15 years of friendship, she knows when her roommate and best friend is truly in a dilemma, that nervous, panicked voice she typically uses present already. This is definitely one of those times.

"Okay." Kayden motions for Solana to sit down on the other end of the sofa, waiting until she does so to ask, "what's going on?"

Solana takes a deep breath, both hating and needing to share this. "You know the event I attended with my family this weekend?" Kayden nods. "I—I met someone there."

At that, Kayden lifts a pierced brow. "Oh?"

Solana looks away, explaining, "I was trying to get away from Ethan and ran into this man by accident, and he ended up helping me out. Pretending to be my date or whatever. It got Ethan to leave me alone, so that was good."

"Forget about Page's annoying ass, what about the man? Is he attractive?"

Solana scoffs. "Very." She's not quite sure how to describe just how fine Roman Reigns is. "But—"

Kayden's expression sours. "He's an asshole, isn't he?"

"Notorious." Though Solana does her best to stay tucked away in her little corner of the world within that's away from the mafia life, she's not stupid nor entirely disconnected. It's common knowledge that Roman is a dick.

And yet....

"But, he was nice to me. He's been nice to me." Kayden's expression shifts into confusion, Solana clarifying, "he—he came to my job this morning."

"Holy shit, he's serious about this." Kayden scoffs and smiles, clearly intrigued by the mystery of it all. "Wait, who is this guy, Sola?"

And now, here comes the part that Solana has been dreading since decided she would confide in Kayden. "It's....it's Roman."

Kayden blinks, not catching on. "Roman who?" And it's just one 'you know' look from Solana that has her eyes widening. "No." Solana closes her eyes. "Please tell me you're kidding." More silence provides the answer she's certain her roommate didn't and doesn't want to hear. "Roman fuckin' Reigns? Solana, have you lost your mind? Do you know who he is?"

Solana leans back into the sofa, murmuring, "of course."

"No, you must not, because this man is the devil himself. He's a monster, Solana. If you heard half the things he's done, you'd be running the opposite way. You'd be on the other side of the goddamn world to get away from him." Kayden continues to freak out, lecturing and chiding Solana for what she clearly feels is a bad call. "I just-I don't understand. Solana, you've always been so against our world. You've essentially lived in seclusion just because you don't want to be a part of it, and now you're entertaining the literal embodiment of said world?"

Solana runs her hands over her face. "It's not—it's not like that."

"Then tell me what it's like, because maybe I'm just confused, but I'm pretty sure you're telling me that you're talking to Roman Reigns?"

That's exactly what she is, but Solana is lost on just how to express that despite everything that's been said about this man, in the two interactions she's had with him, he's been nothing but kind. In his own way, of course.

"He....he hasn't been that way with me," she finds herself defending while also recognizing that it truly is a weak defense. "He's been....nice. He helped me out with Ethan. He came to see me at my job just to ask me out--"

"Wait, he already asked you out?" Kayden looks like she's about to spazz out even more. She shakes her head, taking a second to calm down. "Solana, you're my best friend, and I love you, but he's probably just trying to fuck you. You're gorgeous with a great body, and he obviously sees how innocent you are. It's just a chase."

It makes sense, and Roman more or less confirmed as such with his comment about wanting her with no clothes on. That should be enough evidence for her to find a way to ward off his advances.

But.....

There's this part of her that's absolutely intrigued by him, as he so smugly pointed out. A part of her that wouldn't mind to get to know him more. Even if it makes no damn sense to her.

"I can take care of myself." It doesn't come out as confident and assured as she would like it to be, nor is she entirely certain of her assertion herself, but it's expressed regardless. "I—I can handle this."

Kayden looks just as unsure as Solana feels. "Your family doesn't know, do they?"

"No." Her eyes widen a bit. "No one does, except you now. So please, please don't say anything to anyone." Solana needs to at least figure out just what's going on before she has to face the inevitable backlash from her family and others.

Kayden shakes her head. "You know I got you, girl. Even though I do think you're fuckin' crazy, you've always supported me in my fucked up relationships, so I'll do the same with you." Kayden suddenly gives her that teasing expression, poking her arm. "Besides, it's not like he's ugly, am I right?"

So right.

"I get so nervous around him," Solana whines, laying her head back against the sofa. "He's just so....he comes on so strong."

Kayden smirks, leaning over and playfully nudging. "He wants him some Sola, girl." She laughs as Solana covers her blushing face. "Who could blame him? You're gorgeous, babe."

It's such weird experience. Solana is still trying to heal and learn to love herself again after calling off her engagement, so a man like Roman Reigns coming into her life out of nowhere and being so intent on just....her....it's a lot to digest. Because taking away all of the things about him that make him dangerous and avoidant worthy, he's still, hands down, the most handsome man she's ever seen.

"So where are ya'll going?"

Solana bites down on her bottom lip. "He invited me to WarGames. Said he'll send a car for me."

There's obvious surprise on the face of her best friend. "First date is watching him beat the shit out of other men?" Kayden says aloud, nodding and shrugging. "It tracks." Solana rolls her eyes. "Well, what are you gonna wear?"

She shrugs, truly unsure when she remembers what he said. "Something....something red." Kayden is curious, as Solana shares a version of what Roman said. "He....he asked me to wear red."

Told. He told her to wear red, but Kayden doesn't need to know that part.

Smirking, Kayden nods, impressed almost. "Damn. He already wants you wearing Bloodline colors? First lady type shit." Solana grabs a pillow and throws it Kayden's way, her friend laughing and then gasping. "Holy shit, you have to wear that red dress I got you last year for your birthday!"

The mention of that little piece Solana swore would never see beyond the back of her closet has her eyes widening. "Kayden, no, I can't. That's way too revealing."

"That's the point, duh." Kayden tosses the pillow back and stands up off the sofa, pulling Solana up with her. She then looks over at Dulce who's been sleeping peacefully as her mama stumbles into one of the most questionable decision of her life. "Come on, Dulce. We gotta get mama ready to get dicked down."

"Kayden!"

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Solana is a nervous wreck.

She hasn't been this anxiety ridden since taking her NCLEX-RN, and that was a damn near traumatic experience.

This is literally just a date.

Kind of.

Cause she's never actually been on a date before where the man will be preoccupied the whole night.

But, she's also never been on a date with someone like Roman before either. It's just all around a brand new experience that has her so in her head. She's in it during the car ride and especially when she arrives at the Warehouse and is escorted to Roman's locker room.

She nearly has a heart attack when the door is opened and she expects to see him waiting, but it's postponed, God looking out for her, when she sees he's absent.

The security leave her alone without any guidance or clue as to just what she's supposed to do, so Solana takes that time to text Kayden and let her know she's arrived and that she's safe.

For now.

Not wanting to focus too much on the unknown of it all, she takes in his locker room which is much nicer than what's probably necessary. Craft table. Weights section. Sofa. Flat screen TV. A trainers table. The works, essentially.

It makes sense when she thinks about it.

Roman seems like a man who only accepts the finer things in life, if not the finest.

But, it's the section on the craft table with a bottle of wine that keeps snatching her attention.

Drinking is probably the last thing she needs to be doing, but that's exactly what she does.

She quickly grabs the bottle and and a wine glass, filling it up halfway before downing almost all of it. It's the perfect combination of sweet and bitter and hopefully helpful in taking some of this edge off.

"You sure don't disappoint, do you?"

It's a pure stroke of luck that she doesn't drop the glass in her hand at the rumble of his deep voice behind her. But, it's truly a miracle that both the glass and herself don't fall to the ground when she turns around to look at him.

Mio dios.

Roman is standing by the door, his hair down and clearly wet, water droplets sliding down his bare chest, Solana unable to take her eyes off his bulging muscles and the intricate tribal tattoos that somehow add to the magnanimity and beauty of this man. He's wearing black cargo pants tucked into black boots, with the sacred, red ula fala resting around his majestic neck.

Roman Reigns in a suit is one thing.

But Roman Reigns shirtless is something entirely different.

She's almost certain the ground underneath her shakes a bit, also deeply impacted by the god among mere mortal men.

If not for Roman initiating something beyond her embarrassing gawking. she would continue to stare. For a long time. A very long time.

He walks toward her, every step bringing her closer and closer to melting into the ground. This man is a giant. In every sense of the word.

But, it's when he takes his finger under her chin, lifting her head a little and has the audacity to say, "you can do more than just look, if you want" that Solana just about spontaneous combusts on the spot.

He's maybe said a total of 8 to 10 sentences to her in the entire time they've 'known' each other, yet even in the midst of that brevity, he still gives her more of a visceral, bodily reaction than her ex ever did.

"I—" Words are a thing of the past, something she was once capable of but not anymore. The sight of God himself has a tendency to rob anyone of the right to verbalization.

Roman chuckles, his other hand moving to her hip. "You listened."

Solana is certain it's her that's trembling and not the room around her. It takes her a minute to process he's referring to her dress. "You—you said wear red, didn't you?."

"I did." He acknowledges, once again giving her a one over as he bites on his bottom lip. "Good girl."

Oh, fuck.

Solana has to get the hell out of here. The room is freaking in shambles at this point.

Or, maybe that's just her.

She's a stuttering mess trying to communicate with this man. "I—you—probably have to get r��ready."

Roman smiles, and her entire world flutters. "Do I not look ready to you?"

Hardly. This man probably doesn't even know what it's like to be unready. Never experienced that. That's a mortal thing.

"No—I just.....S—sorry."

Similar to their last two interactions, Roman brings his hand to her back and tugs her into him. Solana, once again, places one hand on his chest, not even thinking about the fact that the water from his hair continues to dampen his body.

Until water hits her palm.

Solana is on fire. In all areas. She stammers out, feeling stupid as all the outdoors for stating the obvious. "You're wet...."

His gaze flicks to the space between her legs. "I'd bet you are too."

What the hell?

How is he so.....raw?

She absolutely refuses to move an inch, refuses to cause any kind of movement with her legs that could alert her to the fact that he's probably not wrong.

Not wrong at all.

If only Roman was on the same page.

"You are, aren't you?" His eyes narrow slightly, hand gradually starting to move down from the her back to the sizable swell of her ass. "I bet that pussy dripping for me already."

Solana's eyes shut, her nails clawing against his chest. "R—roman." Her breathing is labored, heart beating a mile per fucking minute, and that only intensifies when he squeezes her ass. Her natural reaction being to arch into him, her breast pressing against his solid body. "Oh my God....."

"God can't do for you what I can, sweetheart."

Blasphemy. Filth. Pure disrespect, and yet her head drops against his chest as he slides his hand to the front of her, wiggling it between her thighs.

Solana means to stop him, means to push him away, but her body seems to have a mind of its own, because she finds herself widening her stance, giving him all the access he needs.

The go ahead.

And he takes full advantage of that, Solana gasping loudly when he moves to cup her through her underwear. Her soaked underwear. "Dripping." He taunts, and it's true. Legs no longer mushed together, she absolutely feels the wetness dripping down, soaking her panties. "I'm taking you out to dinner after the match, but I think we should just skip to dessert right now."

Eyes widening, she gasps again when Roman removes his hand and picks her up, her thighs naturally wrapping around his waist. He carries her over to the trainers table, plopping her down on the edge.

"Lay back."

Her stomach is all kinds of twists and turns. She's not stupid. Far from it. There's only one place this is headed. "I—what?"

Roman, however, looks bored, stating so plainly. "I don't make it a habit to repeat myself, Solana. Even with a pretty thing like you, so do me a favor and just lay back."

If someone told her this is how the night would kick off, she'd call them crazy as all the outdoors. There's no way in hell this man is about to do what she thinks he is.

Is he?

Voicing her thoughts, she struggles with just how to word what is an otherwise simple thing to ask. "Are you...."

His gaze is piercing. "Can I?"

What a fucking question.

Once

Once has she had someone go down on her, and it wasn't even her ex-fiance. It was a guy she dated in college for a few months. To say it was......disappointing would be an understatement.

She didn't even finish.

Back to the borderline crisis at hand, she finds herself oversharing. "My ex. He didn't—he wouldn't....."

"Well, he's a fucking idiot." Roman's cruel but accurate remark is accompanied by his big hand moving up the sides of her dress until its scrunched by her stomach. "Eating pussy is a delicacy."

Her eyes shut again. He's so nasty.

So why is it only making her wetter?

Roman's fingers lightly tugging the waistband of her underwear reminds her of the proposed question.

This is a bad idea. A very bad idea. She doesn't sleep around. Doesn't let random men go down on her, and yet, the minute Roman licks his lips, the decision is almost made for her.

"Y—yes."

That alluring, small smile is back as he moves his hand to her stomach, pushing down just enough to get her in position. "Lay down, and let me show you what it's like to be with a real man."

Sweet baby Jesus.

Solana is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, back flat against the cool table when he goes to pull down her panties, leaving her open and exposed.

She hears Roman make a sound. "Mmm. Pussy just as pretty as I imagined."

Her hands clench at her side. He's thought about this? About her? About her—

"Ahhh." Her back is almost entirely off the table the minute his thick tongue gives one full, sensation stirring lick up her cunt. "Roman...." she moans, hands planted on the table, head thrown back as his cool breath blows against her pussy.

Seconds later, his tongue is back on her, fingers spreading her lips while his tongue teases a languid circle around her clit. "Oh my....."

The sound of his deep chuckle travels from his space between her legs. "I'm gonna make a fucking mess out of you."

And before she can process that, he tugs her by her thighs, diving face first into her cunt. Solana is a mewling, writhing mess as he sucks on her pussy like its the fuel and energy he needs for the fight to come. Laps at her with a hunger and desire that nearly matches her own, because whatever her ex did to her that one time is nothing compared to what he's doing to her right now.

"Shit...." Her body is hot, her nipples hardening by the second, and Solana can't help the way her thighs squeeze against his head, her lower half coiling and twisting from pleasure she's never experienced.

"You like that, don't you?" He hums, voice haughty and knowing. "Like me eating this pretty pussy, don't you, sweetheart?"

Her answer is an obvious one, breathed out over and through heavy pants. "Shit, yes." He sucks on her clit, the slurping sound practically filling the room and egging on her moans.

He pulls away, the absence something that's so much more noticable and painful than it should be. Only for her to arch again when his finger plays around with her nectar that feels like it's spread all over her lower half at this point. "Look how wet you are. I can tell she been neglected." Roman swirls his finger in circles around her clit, thumb applying just the lightest pressure. "Can tell she been needing me."

Solana can't and won't disagree. Not that she could anyway. Logic is very much a thing of the past. The only thing on her mind is ecstasy, and he's giving her more of that than she's ever had in all sexual interactions with all of her ex's put together.

"Goddamn, you taste good." He goes back to licking and sucking on her again, groaning almost. "Would stay down here all night if I could."

Solana nearly comes right then and there.

She wouldn't be opposed.

At all.

He stays with his head between her legs for what feels like inhumanly possible, long enough for that feeling she's only ever been able to give herself starting to rise. Toes curling and stomach twisting, she manages to whine out, "Roman, I—I'm gonna—"

He kisses her clit, coaxing her, guiding her, encouraging her. "I know, baby." She can practically visualize the smirk on his face. "Now be a good girl and come in daddy's mouth."

It's disgusting how that one filthy command manages to evoke her orgasm from her, Solana nearly sitting all the way up as her release shoots through her entire body. Roman continuing to suck on her and lap up every bit of it until there's not a fucking drop left.

Solana's practically lifeless body collapses against the table. Everything below her belly button is numb. Eyes shut, pulse probably in the danger range, she has no ability to do anything other than lay there and recover.

She's never come that hard, that much, that long.

Who is this man?

Solana whimpers a bit when she feels something against her, wiping her. A towel most likely. Strong but surprisingly gentle hands help her body to lift up only for her to fall against a solid chest, her forehead against Roman's shoulder.

She clutches onto him as he kisses her temple. "That's my girl." His girl. His anything. She's whatever he says and more. That's how fucked out he has her. "I'll see you after the match, okay?"

Sure. Fine. Whatever. Her ability to agree to anything was sucked out of her by that dangerous tongue of his, so the most she can do is nod against him.

Roman chuckles and gradually pulls away, Solana gripping on the edge of the table, eyes opening just enough to see that strong, muscular back of his as he walks out the door, closing it behind him.

She isn't sure how long she sits there, dress pulled up, towel covering her bottom half. She just knows that even after sitting for what should be a long enough time, her legs are still wobbly. Even as she moves around the room to look for her underwear only to see they're nowhere to be found, leaving her with one conclusion.

Roman took them with him.

The thought shouldn't make her pussy flutter. It really shouldn't and yet, here she is.

God, what did he do to her?

Swallowing, she does her best to maintain her pride and walks out, guided by the same guard who escorted her to Roman in the first place. He takes her up to what must be VIP seating. It's the perfect view of the celled ring and cages on the side intended for the participants.

Sitting there alone and with nothing else to occupy her mind, Solana's mind starts racing. That shouldn't have happened. She should have stopped him. Should have said no.

Even if she did want it just as much as he seemingly did. Nevertheless, that shouldn't matter. He's him. She's her. They're very different people. She's supposed to have morals and standards. Women who have that don't let men who are practically strangers go down on them.

But, that's exactly what she did, and she feels terrible about it.

"You must be my brother's flavor of the night."

Solana is already nervous as all the outdoors, yet somehow the interruption of her overthinking only serves to exacerbate that anxiety.

But, when she looks over and sees the source, Solana is unsure which is worse: what's said or who said it.

Rosalia Reigns isn't as tall or built as her twin brother. Not at all. A given considering their different sexes, but she's every bit as intimidating as him, and they do share some similar features. Same set of pretty brown eyes. Those full, pink lips and that overall powerful aura.

You know just by looking at her that she's an important person.

And she is. She comes only second to her brother.

Roman

Solana swallows and adjusts her dress as Rosalia gives her a oneover, not even trying to hide her distaste. "H—hi. I'm—"

"I don't care." Rosalia interrupts, a level of venom in her voice. "You'll be an afterthought come tomorrow morning when you join the rest of his whores on the island of forgettables."

Sting.

Solana shouldn't be surprised nor hurt by such cruel words. Rosalia, much like her brother, has never been known for kindness. Regardless, that knowledge doesn't stop the tears from pooling in her eyes.

Cause the words hit way too close to home given what just happened.

Something noticed by the other woman. An equally cruel smile growing on her face. "Aww, did I hurt your feelings?" Her smile deepens as she scoffs, sitting down in her chair. "Yeah, Ro definitely dropped the ball with you. You're dumber and more naive than the other stupid bitches my brother loves to entertain."

A stupid bitch. Any other time, Solana would disagree. She may not verbalize as such, but she would inwardly reject such a thing. But, she can't. She can't because it's true.

She gave Roman exactly what he wanted. Fell into his trap. Another of many nameless, faceless, forgettable conquests.

She's no different or better than any of the other women Roman messes around with.

She's now one of them.

And she feels disgusted with herself.

Not wanting Rosalia to see her cry, or anyone else, Solana mumbles a quiet 'excuse me' and rushes past the smirking woman. She needs to get out of here. Needs to go home.

Needs to never see or speak to Roman Reigns ever again.

This was a mistake. All of it.

And it can never happen again.

[best-overplayed-song]

Best Overplayed Song Bracket (part two) - round one

full playlist here

side A

dreams (fleetwood mac) vs here comes the sun

yesterday vs the sound of silence

old town road vs jolene

it’s tricky vs low

despacito vs smooth

some nights vs take me to church

stolen dance vs cigarette daydreams

every breath you take vs billie jean

tiny dancer vs hey jude

what’s up? vs dreams (the cranberries)

drops of jupiter vs over my head (cable car)

wake me up when september ends vs wonderwall

welcome to the black parade vs all the small things

somebody to love vs killer queen

californication vs santeria

escape (the pina colada song) vs margaritaville

roxanne vs brown eyed girl

sweet home alabama vs free fallin’

edge of seventeen vs you spin me round

american pie vs life is a highway

freebird vs stairway to heaven

everybody wants to rule the world vs don’t fear the reaper

we didn’t start the fire vs don’t stop me now

stacy’s mom vs we built this city

the chain vs we will rock you

immigrant song vs seven nation army

the final countdown vs eye of the tiger

sweet child o’ mine vs highway to hell

livin’ on a prayer vs i love rock n’ roll

one way or another vs zombie

side B

bubbly vs unwritten

careless whisper vs time after time

dancing queen vs september

everywhere vs little lies

get lucky vs boom, boom, boom, boom!!

hey, soul sister vs best day of my life

a thousand miles vs i’m like a bird

i want it that way vs oops!... i did it again

bad romance vs toxic

wake me up vs stronger (what doesn’t kill you)

before he cheats vs love song

firework vs born this way

i write sins not tragedies vs dynamite

poker face vs tik tok

tongue tied vs truth hurts

payphone vs fireflies

just dance vs ...baby one more time

like a prayer vs running up that hill

sugar, we’re goin’ down vs dog days are over

rolling in the deep vs ironic

pompeii vs centuries

thnks fr th mmrs vs ain’t it fun

love shack vs video killed the radio star

mr. blue sky vs hooked on a feeling

viva la vida vs paradise

total eclipse of the heart vs in the air tonight

feel it still vs pumped up kicks

YMCA vs 867-5309/jenny

blinding lights vs take on me

africa vs more than a feeling

View previous bracket here

[tsams-and-co-memes]

List of characters and who they’re voiced by

Last edited: 5/31/25 (note: idk if Mitch and Alexander are the same person, but they voice the same characters, and no one's clarified anything for me when I've asked, so until further notice, they'll be listed as different VAs who just happen to voice the same few characters)

I remembered Matt breaking character at one point and expressing that people keep crediting a different VA for one of the voices he does, so I figured I’d make something and share it to maybe help avoid any future confusion

If any of this is wrong or I forgot someone, feel free to let me know so I can correct it, and feel free to suggest additions for it, too!

Some of these are more obscure/gag/one time characters, but eh. I figured they were still worth mentioning

Davis:

Sun/all Sun variants (except Cringe Sun and Fem Sun/Sunny)

Monty/all Monty variants (both their masculine and feminine forms)

Solar/Eclipse/all Eclipse variants (except Fem Eclipse/Clipsie)

One of the Bloodmoon twins/“Bloody”

One of the AIs in Moon's computer

Solar Flare

FC

Taurus

Molten Freddy

Ruin

Henry Emily (the one that comes from TSAMS OG dimension)

Everett Larson

EAPS/MGAFS Andrew

EAPS Mimic

EAPS Lefty

EAPS Cliff (Monty's dad)

Roxas Wolf

EAPS Moon

Sundroid

FFNAF Eleanor

EAPS William Afton

Novafrost (Nova specifically)

FFNAF Chico

FFNAF Earth

TSAMS Montgomery (old man Monty)

Old Foxy, Trash Can Man, Forgor, Vincent, Neptor, Goliath, Blue and Green (Rainbow Friends), Wally Darling, BanBan, Karen, Gordon Ramsay, Blue Baldi, Huggy Wuggy, Venom, Nutella king (and servants), Glamrock Dogday, Muffin and Cleo, staff/map bots

Reed:

Moon/all Moon variants (except Cringe Moon, EAPS Moon, and Fem Moon/Moonie)

Lunar/all Lunar variants (he goes by Cosmo now) (except for FFNAF Luna)

Creator/all creator variants

One of the Bloodmoon twins/“Harvest”

One of the AIs in his computer

Jack

KC

Castor

Rez

Moon killer!Sun

Atlas

Timer (I think??)

Novafrost (Frost specifically)

TSAMS old Glamrock Freddy

The devil from the bible, Catnap, Papyrus, The only Kmart employee, Pianosaurus, Glamrock Catnap

Kat:

Earth/all Earth variants (except FFNAF Earth) (she now goes by Terra)

Dazzle

Pollux

Nebula

Libra (?)

Francine (formerly), Forgor, Miku, Monty’s mom, Daisy, Nedd, Noctyra

Matt: (up until 2/1/25)

Puppet/all Puppet variants

Foxy/Cringe Foxy

Cringe Sun

Cringe Moon

Leo

Francis

Frank

MGAFS Stitchwraith (both Jake and Andrew)

EAPS Jake

EAPS Moon

EAPS Lefty

EAPS Glamrock Bonnie

EAPS Mimic

Vincent, Keith, Derek, DogDay, Rambly, Vegeta, Monty’s dad

Kayk:

Circus Baby/all Circus Baby variants (as well as all of Circus Baby's alters, I'm assuming)

Roxanne/all Roxanne variants (except TEAPS Roxanne)

Vanny

Elizabeth Afton

Evan Afton

Toy Chica (formerly)

Old Ballora

Cassie

Austin:

Gregory

Tiger Rock

Rocky

Helpi

Lazy

Cassie’s dad

Ennard

Mario:

Glamrock Freddy

OG Freddy

Phantom Freddy

Shadow Freddy

Golden Freddy

Springtrap

Bon-Bon

Spring Bonnie

Shaggy

Toy Freddy

A mimic

Rob the staff bot

Digi:

Spring Bonnie

Glamrock Bonnie

Funtime Freddy

Nedd Bear

Springtrap

Kainabunny:

FFNAF Moon/Moonie

Mama Funtime

FFNAF Jaq

Libra

Oddfox:

FFNAF Glamrock Freddy

FFNAF Luna

Glamrock Chica

OG Chica

Lolbit

Glamrock Mangle (?)

EAPS' dimension Charlie Emily

Mangle

Lady

Nightmare Chica

Lolbit's parents (both mom and dad)

Funtime Chica

Bonita

Alexander:

Frankie

Michael Afton

Mitch:

Jackie

Michael Afton

Frankie

Carrion (also spelled "Kerian")

Flora:

EAPS Glamrock Ballora

MGAFS Charlie/New Puppet

EAPS Roxanne

FFNAF Sun/Sunny

FFNAF Eclipse

Millie Gator

EAPS Mimic

EAPS Andy

Staffo

Darzeth:

Funtime Foxy

FluffyArtist:

Francine

ShadowGamingVA:

Toy Chica

Xylophoney:

Twisted Wolf

RWAGS William Afton

Tyler

[security-breach-imagines]

Hi I saw your request are Open

Can I request yandere mont, Freddy, Roxanne x mom reader smut

Like the reader is Cassy mom in ( Cassy mom in Roxanne part) and in Freddy and Monty Part the reader is is Gregory's mom and they fall for them and want to make them theres and they do by breeding them and making them mother to their kids . And become mom/Dad to Cassy and Gregory

Please and thank you

And can I be 🦡

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Yandere!Animatronic x Milf!Reader

TW; 🔞 Yandere behavior, possessive, thoughts of a family together, breeding, biting/scratching, oral (giving and receiving), stomach bulge, semi public, Roxy has a d*ck in this story

Notes; I'm sorry I had to

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Roxanne

She already loves Cassie before meeting you she met her father but not you so when you arrived late for Cassie's birthday she instantly fell in love, telling your daughter that your work wanted you stay a bit longer then usual and handing her a gift that she wanted

Afterwards Roxy learns that you and her dad were divorced due to some disagreements mostly about how much time he spends more at work then at home with Cassie or her, the wolf falling more in love with you by the way you cherished your daughter more then work and now she has a bigger chance of being with you

When she does get that chance she's very calm and charming about everything she does when she's dating you, but Roxy will make sure everything between you, her and Cassie are alright even if that means threatening your ex-husband when he thinks or tries to get in touch with you or Cassie

She won't let anyone or anything get between her and her family even if it means her own friends, she doesn't care what they say about her relation with you or how she's behaving to others

Glamrock Freddy

When Gregory came back to the Pizzaplex all fine and healthy he couldn't help but cry seeing his Superstar again hugging him tight then hearing someone calling him, that's when he saw you the most beautiful woman he ever seen Freddy can't help but fall deeper when he sees how much you love Gregory his fatherly in high gear

Upon learning what happened prior to the event of that night Freddy learns that Gregory ran away when his father tried to take him away and hurt his mom in the process, the bear couldn't help but become enrage just hearing how much his dad hurt him and you all he wanted to do was tear him apart

He does everything to show how much better he is at taking care of Gregory and you all the while showing why he's a better choice then others, Freddy will promise to protect both of you from everything and everyone that dares to come close

If he ever meets the man that hurt his family Freddy will make sure that he never touches or even gets in touch with them, the bear will make sure that no one knows where he went or what happened only if they looked in the garbage disposal

Monty

The gator himself became quite protective of Gregory since then however when you came to pickup the little man from Monty, he couldn't help but become enamored at the sight of you and they way you held Gregory sobbing at how much you're sorry that you left him at the Pizzaplex

He couldn't help but feel deep affection for how motherly and loving you are not only towards Gregory but to other kids, even though he isn't great with kids he tends to help you out when the kids starts to get rowdy becoming smitten when you lovingly thank him

Never thought of himself as a family kind of guy but when you and Gregory came into his life everything changed for the better or worse, his friends noticing his sudden change but not in good light seeing how if anyone tried to get close to you he'll snap and threaten said person or give them a death glare til they back off

This is the one good thing that came from protecting you and Gregory and he's not planning to let it go anytime soon, even if that means disposing any and all obstacles

NSFW Below

Roxanne

When you finally put Cassie to sleep is the time Roxy strikes immediately getting you railed up as you try and clean today's mess in your shared home, however it's getting harder to focus when Roxy keeps teasing you via passing touches or her tail trialing up your thigh even though she promised to help cleanup without any distraction

After you're both done with your chores Roxy will carry you up to your room all the while leaving love bites and scratches all over your body not even making it to the bed yet, but by the time you do you'll be out of breathe at how skilled she is with her mouth and hands while avoiding the area where you want to be touched

Thank God that you have soundproof walls because the sounds you're making are euphoric Roxy could come from just your moans, that won't just do not until she has you under her until dawn telling you how she's going to make you hers over and over, gonna make sure everyone knows you belong to her and how she's going to make you a mommy again

Doesn't even waste time taking off your clothes just rips them off with her teeth and claws not caring if they're your favorites clothes or not, feeling her own clothes restraining against as she touches you the bulge in her pants not helping as you feel it poke against your thigh

Everything went by in a blur one moment on your back as Roxy eats you out then on your knees sucking her cock, then on her lap as she bouncing you, on all four as she leaves more bites and finally in a mating press as she pins you down while tearing up your bed. The wolf praising you for taking her so well cumming for fourth time tonight as she forced her knot inside you pumping you full, not pulling out until the morning wanting to keep her seed inside you

Glamrock Freddy

He had to hold himself back all day craving you wanting you under him as he takes you over and over but Freddy has to keep himself restrained until then, unfortunately it doesn't help with the way that you move your body and how even the simplest things he finds very attractive like putting away laundry and cleaning dishes

Even at work the temptations are so hard to resist when you wear the Fazbear uniform hugging every curve that he can see, but the most attractive thing to him is when you interact with kids seeing the way you treat as if they're your own just makes him want you more

Freddy couldn't hold himself back anymore and asked you to meet him in the back of FazerBlast where he'll rip off the uniform and tenderly touching you, always teasing you by avoiding the most sensitives areas making you beg for more

Taking his time eating you out as you cover your mouth from moaning even though the sounds and music of FazerBlast can be heard loudly even in the backrooms, Freddy will remove your hands saying that he wants to hear your beautiful voice even if it means he gets in trouble for it

Dragging your fingers down his back as he thrusts into you hard and slow taking in the scene infront of him with your disheveled hair and makeup, the outline of his cock inside you visible as he fucks you against the wall, cum dripping out as he does

Monty

Can't and won't hold himself back as he touches you at every chance he gets even if in public and in front of friends too as if telling them to back off, even to the point where he slides his under your clothes no matter how many times you push his hand away with a snarky remark

Whenever you're near Monty will get handsy with you for a moment then move on to what he was gonna do leaving you flushed and embarrassed as you try to straighten yourself out, he'll do it in front of the person you're talking with maybe he'll even cut into your clothes a little around your legs and butt as if telling them that you're his and his alone

Getting you alone was the hard part but it didn't prove to be too difficult when Cassie invited Gregory for a sleepover at her place then your work giving you a half day letting you come home earlier then usual, when you arrive home he'll tell that Gregory is at Cassie for the weekend and that you both have the house to yourselves

Monty doesn't waste time as he rips off your clothes and taking you every in the house on the table, the couch, in the hallway and in front of the window, grunting about how he loves you that you're everything, he's everything that you'll need from now on

He won't stop until he knows you're full of his cum changing positions every now and then from standing to sitting, suspending you in his arms so you have no control to letting you top him, then afterwards Monty will put a plug in you for the day or at least until he ready for another round

[soniccrazygal]

Roxanne Rally.

Roxanne had been a hair stylist for a rich human when they had still been alive. Now she’s the gym teacher for the kid drones and is Cassie’s new adopted mom.

[mosneakers]

-Later that night-

Brick: So what is the old man's deal anyway? What'd he do that's so sus?

Rebel: I don't know all the hairy details. It's not like we ever really talked much when I was growing up. From what I pieced together, he's had a dormant Mooncaster bloodline going back generations ago.

Rebel: Way back, when Montgomery had his near death experience, he thought he was a goner. It was his wolf-gene that saved him, I guess. Seconds before taking his last breath, he transformed. Did some research, and that research brought him here, to Moonwood Mill, in search of the cure.

Rebel: Buuut instead of the cure, he found something he liked better—the Moonwood Collective. They took him in, helped him establish himself, and he fell for the town, the culture… and the locals.

Brick: ... Roxanne? Your mom... Rebel: Yeeep. That's how little ol' me came to be.

Brick: And they were fated mates from the start? Rebel: Ha! No, far from it. Not everyone gets a fated mate. Montgomery is proof—dude’s got some serious commitment issues. Can't keep it in his pants. My mom’s loyal to a fault, though, so she put up with it. Probably always will. But the whole fated mates thing is a complicated topic for another day.

Rebel: So anyway— dear ol' Monty boy got pretty good at the wolf stuff. Too good. He let the power get to his head, and it wasn't long before he challenged the previous Alpha— Kristover Folkoff, to his position. Things got carried away to say the least, and Kristover didn't make it out of the duel alive. Montgomery's been their pack's Alpha ever since, ruling with an iron claw.

Brick blankly stares at the sparkling frost settled over the surface of the frozen lake. He can tell there's a lot to unpack there, but because he's not sure how to begin processing any of it, he will process none of it.

Brick: Damn. Sounds like you might be more like him than you thought. Maybe y’all can bond over it.

Rebel:Not a chance. It’s an Alpha thing, not a Parr-Teague thing. He’s a closed book—we don’t do heart-to-hearts like you Darlings do.

Brick: If my family knew Monty was still around all them years ago and had another kid… they would've took you in. The Darlings would take in anyone. They'd let you in even now, if you weren't such a dick.

Rebel: [Scoffs] I don’t need saving. My pack is my family. The Wildfangs look out for each other.

Brick: Well usually families don't have to kill to keep their place.

Rebel growls, standing to her feet at the blatant disrespect.

Rebel: Watch yourself. Pretty bold for a Beta with low Pack Participation to talk to his Alpha like that. Consider this your warning.

Brick: Well maybe it's about time someone else should be in charge.

Rebel: ...I see what's happening here. You haven’t learned anything. You're challenging me for my place as Alpha.

Brick: [Pretending like that was the plan all along] Yeah, dude. Duh. Let's go!

[odd-g0ul]

YAARGH-

Jesus christ, designing these fried my brain-

So, I'm writing the story about the Pirate FNAF AU that you guys voted for,

And I thought I had to update my old character designs/add new ones ☝️

This is all just concept art to give you an idea of the characters/refresh your memories:

(I had to squeeze these two together last minute bc I reached the limit of pictures 💀)

And of course, I added some of our new friends from Ruin ~

The first chapter will be posted soon, I just wanted to get these out there first!

(Note: some of the old comics/art of the pirate AU are not canon now that I'm writing an official story, so most of the existing art/comics for this AU are not accurate anymore)

I will let everyone know when the first chapter is out and where to find it! :)

Original Posts:

[dre6ming]

Wedding plans -TDBR

Pairing: Austin Butler x reader

Warnings: none, fluff, a little crying

Plot: making wedding plans with Austin is so wholesome

Word count: ~1.9k

Masterlist

TDBR series

Tag list - add yourself

A/n: this was a request and I apologize it took me so long to fulfill it. Request are still open but keep in mind I’m very slow when it comes to posting, but feel free to send them

Thinking back to 9 years ago when you met Austin, you never thought you'd end up here, drowning in tulle and chiffon, laughing with your best friends, tripping over lace veils. "What do you think of this?" You make a little pirouette to show the ample skirt, feeling like a princess head to toe. "It's cute." Taylor says, drinking some lemonade, brushing her bangs back. "Yeah, it's nice" Roxanne adds clearly not loving the dress as well. "So it's not it!" You say dropping your arms at your sides, sighing heavily. "Maybe the next one?!" Timothee sounds hopeful, but part of you feels that is only because, this is the 10th time you all dedicate a day for dress shopping. "Ok I'll go try it!" You say a bit defeated, lifting the front of the dress so you don't trip. You take one more look at yourself in the mirror as you walk away, you liked this one, but to be fair you liked every single one before this one as well, they are all so different and unique, but they are simply not your dress.

The next dress you put on, gives you shivers. It's made of silk, with pleats and boning, accentuating your waist perfectly and the dropped shoulders make you look angelic and sexy at the same time. This is it. "I found it!" You squeal, coming out of the dressing room in a heist, giggling and kicking your feet happily.

"Wow!"

"OH my god this is it!"

"You look wonderful!"

"I'm going to cry!"

"Please don't cry mom!" You giggle, blinking back tears, as you turn around to take a look in the big mirrors. The dress hugs your waist, the silhouette complimenting you so beautifully, your breasts look amazing in it too and magically it's your size, so no alterations will be needed. "I can't believe it! I finally found it!" You say, your voice breaking as you still try very hard not to cry. Taylor comes up from behind you, hugging your shoulders and resting her chin on your shoulder, her eyes watch you through the mirror and you notice her glossy blue eyes, tears in them as well. "I can, because it was meant to be!" She sniffs, kissing your cheek before sticking a veil in you hair. You take a better look at it in the mirror, immediately panicking when you recognize the piece, starting to take it out of your hair, but Taylor stops you before you can.

"Taylor I can't, this is..."

"Your something borrowed!" She assures, smiling bright. The veil somehow works perfectly with the dress, like it was meant to be. Looking at it you remember as clear as now the day you saw Taylor in a boutique not much different from this one, find her dress and her veil. She got married to Joe wearing this, the memories of one of her best days are tied to this piece of material. "Ok ok..." you breathe out, smoothing your dress. "What about gloves? I know Taylor already gave you the veil, but mom insisted I give you these?" Timothee says, handing you a pair of silk gloves. "Thanks Timmy!" You say hugging him tight as you put them on. The look seems now complete and you feel complete.

You walk through the dark apartment, tip toeing, trying not to make too much noise, knowing Austin is probably asleep. He was away filming some projects for the past week and you were supposed to be here when he got home, but he insisted that you don't rush your day with the girls and Timmy. "Y/n?" You hear Austin's groggy voice and it stops you right in your tracks. "Baby?" You feel his arms circle your waist in the dark and your body turns to slime. He places a kiss on top of your head, inhaling your scent. "I missed you!" Austin tells you honestly, squeezing you so tight you think you might burst at the seams, but you love feeling like this, engulfed in him. "I missed you too!" You sigh into him , happy to feel him on you, rubbing your cheek on the soft hairs on his chest. "I found the dress." You announce , biting your lip excited for his reaction.

"The dress? You mean THE dress?" Austin takes a step back looking at your face, trying to see if you're lying. "The dress!" You nod, smiling at him. He grabs your face and smashes his lips onto yours. You let him take control, while his mouth dominates you, his tongue explores your mouth and your heart flutters in your chest. "Can I see?" He asks breathless, "No! It's bad luck!" You chuckle, shaking your head, threading your hands in his soft hair. "Hmm ok, then show me everything else you got done while I was gone?" He arches a brow, smirking at you. "Oh yes yes, come on!" You say jovially, grabbing his hand, dragging him to your shared bedroom to get your wedding binder.

"Ok so I got done with the sitting chart, I might have done it a little risky, but, it'll work." You open the glitter decorated binder and show him the sketch you made. "So we sit, Katy and Orlando at the same table as Tom and Daya, ok" Austin says, reading closely over the guests , seeing where your brain has decided that they each should sit. "And I thought we could get away with having Baz sit with your dad and sister, I mean it would be a family table, right?"

"Mhm, yes , it works, honestly this looks fine to me. But what about your mom and dad?" Austin asks, not being able to make full sense of the chart. "We'll have a long table, we sit in the middle, my bridesmaids of my side your groomsmen of yours, for dad I'm saving a seat at the table with Baz and your dad, he hasn't RSVP ed yet" you explain and he nods following your chain of thought. "Ok it sounds like a plan, I think it would work, but I think Ash wants to bring Robbie, would that be fine?" He asks, referring to his nephew. "Hm sure, then I'll have Baz and Cathrine as the table with Pedro, move around Roxy and Joshua, then Ashley and Robbie and Zac can sit with Joe" You try and Austin seems to consider it for a minute, even if he know he'll agree anyway. "Good thinking baby!" He admits and you move on to showing him the flowers you picked "No purple star flowers?" He asks, looking at the white gardenia bouquets, thinking how you left out your favorite flower. "I have a theme, ok? It's white and creams and stuff." You defend.

"But honey, I think we could play with the colors a bit, don't you?" Austin suggests and you swipe on the next doc, titled: back up flowers. "Are you sure they look fine, tho?" You question, fearing the white and purple bouquets would be too much or too out of theme. "There's my girl!" He says, kissing your cheek. "They look like something that should be at our wedding, don't they? The purple star flowers, the sunflowers and you even put my favorite in, the pink magnolias" Austin can be so over the top sometimes, but he's an actor, so that's so in character. "I wanted to have something from the both of us."

"Well I think it look so beautiful way better then the white boring ones you had as a first option" he argues. "Oh ok miss I know everything about flower arrangements" you joke, kissing him, throwing the binder to the side, turning to face him and straddling his hips. "I want it to be perfect!" You whisper, playing with the baby hairs around his forehead. Austin grins and pulls you closer, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. "It's you I'm marrying, it's already perfect." His hands squeez your hips and you sigh, inhaling the smell of him. "I know, I can't believe it's happening!" You admit absentmindedly, drawing circles with the tip of your finger on his shoulder. Austin sighs and kisses your neck, his hot breath fanning over your skin, leaving goosebumps down your spine. "Me neither." He admits, laying back on the pillow, with you on top of him, head resting on his heart. You enjoy the soft beat of it, as your cheek absorbs the heat of his skin. "I cried yesterday, in the shower." You tell him and he tenses underneath you. One of his hands moving from your waist to your chin, forcing you to look as him, his blue eyes wonder over your face, looking over every freckle, curve and shadow. "Why?"

Austin is a bit scared to ask, he fears you might get cold feet and put an end to all of this, which to be fair he wouldn't mind, he loved you ten years without you being he wife, he'd love you a thousand more just the same. "I'm scared, I - my parents made it sound like marriage ruined them. I don't want it to ruin us." Tears prickle your eyes as you speak, and his thumb caresses you cheek catching a falling tear. "It won't, we are not them, we love each other too much. Y/n I want you to marry me because I can't see a life without you, but I want you to know, if you even feel like this isn't what you want, I'll love you just as much for as long as I live." Austin confesses and you can't even find a speckle of doubt that he means every syllable spoken. "I want it, I want to have your name, I want to be your wife, I'm just defrosting my girlhood heart, cause I used to love weddings." You tell him, pulling closer to his face and connecting your lips to his soft ones, time standing still, as your bodies stay intertwined. "I know baby, take your time!" Austin says rubbing you back and you hide your face in the crook of his neck, yawning, which makes him chuckle. "Sleep mrs Butler, I'm home now!" Austin lulls you, pulling the duvet over the both of you, as you fall asleep on his chest, snoring softly.

"Have you written your vows?" You ask halfway asleep, which makes Austin laugh, knowing that no matter how tired you are you'll always make sure to have everything checked for the day, before letting your mind disconnect. "Oh my Virgo baby, ever so organized. I have!" He tells you in a low voice, barely above a whisper, hoping you'll finally let yourself sleep. "Hmm, can I hear them?" You ask, blabbering, Austin grins knowing your having the fight of your life to stay awake right now. "Yes, in a month on august 13th." You groan and wrap your arms around his neck, falling asleep without another word, and Austin does the same as he massages your back, the soft brush of your breath against his neck and the comforting weight of you on him, being his favorite sleep medicine.

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[acosmicbee]

Okay I love it

I bet now with better means, Roxanne can find, if not a cure, a better existence for me than just being in bed all the time. I bet now I’ll have toys and books and pretty dresses and perhaps even friends to play with

Would she let me learn swords if my health improves?

She sounds very busy, does she allow maids to attend to me in her absence?

What about my education? What does she want me to be when I grow up?

Tell me about Roxanne, did she seek me out specifically or just want to destroy the duchy?

Who is this prince and I bet he acts as an uncle bringing me lots of treats and toys

Does Roxanne have the means to procure medicine for me? What about trips to the countryside or the seaside?

Does she love me? Do I love her?

I love asks like this because I love talking about my ocs.

To start, Roxanne would 100% be trying to find some kind of medicine or cure to help your sickness. Preferably something to just mitigate symptoms when you take it because a part of her does love seeing you so weak and needing her help.

She would teach you how to use a sword if you wanted to, especially if you're feeling better. She probably gives you a dagger to keep in your bedroom 'just incase', even though she would sooner let the world explode than let anything happen to you.

You would think Roxanne is busy but since she's often out of the country doing things for the prince a lot of her duties fall to her second in command. Now that she has you, she refuses to be sent away anywhere for extended amounts of time so she just has a lot of free time to be with you. The maids and butlers are only allowed to tend to you if she isn't there to do it herself. She takes her job as your new momma very seriously and refuses to let anyone else help you unless theres no other option.

Roxanne's mission was to infiltrate the duchy to gather information for Berina. While she was attending parties with some of the nobles to try and find a way to infiltrate the duke and duchess' manor she heard rumors about you. When the governess position is announced she quickly takes it, and actually gets hired legitimately. It's only when her first night there she sees you all feverish and curled up in your bed does she realize that she won't be able to leave you behind when her job is over.

Prince Hayden does actually take on a sort of uncle role. He and Roxanne were very close growing up and their parents originally wanted a marriage contract between the two of them. Hayden nullified the contract when his parents died as they view each other more as siblings than anything romantic. Roxanne isn't a fan of leaving him alone around you because she remembers all the bs he dragged her into when they were kids and doesn't want him to corrupt or stress you. He will take on the roll of that one family member who slips you $20 under the table and tells you not to tell your mom only in this case that $20 is actually a priceless gem he found when conquering another kingdom.

Roxanne 100% has the means to try and fund a cure for you and she will, especially once she feels you've settled in nicely. Where she lives is kind of rural so she has a lot of land for you to explore and relax on. If you really want to see the coast, she'll take you to do it, even if Hayden insists on tagging along because 'he feels left out'.

Roxanne loves and adores you. This is the woman who before formally meeting you spent a night caring for you when you were sick. She would jump in front of a carriage for you. As for you loving her, thats more so up to you as a reader! So what do you think? Could you love her back?

Bonus fun facts!

-My inspiration for her name, even though the song is completely unrelated, was 'El Tango De Roxanne' from Moulin Rouge

-Hayden is like her annoying little brother

-She's a cat person but for some reason dogs seem to love her

-She is the only person Hayden sees as an equal and the only one who can be rude to him without being punished

[kenmarlenn]

Ik this isn't TSAMS or TALES, but, what are your puppet headcanons or FC ones? Maybe Frankie from MAaGRs if you have 'em?

I'm on a roll, putting FC and Frankie let's goooo!

FC

(EAPS spoilers for today) Spent that 3 weeks in the dying dimension jumping around and sort of talking to Andrew. OK, Andrew tried to talk things out, FC made it clear that honestly, no amount of talking could fix how things happened between them. They ultimately settled on treating each other like cousins who will bully each other but play together at family gatherings because there's no one else.

Similarly to Earth's experience with negative star power, FC permanently has pain ever since the Stitchwraith sent all that NSP directly through him. Putting the core in him helped, but he is near-constantly (unconsciously) using some amount of star power to stop the pain.

FC was mentally around 5 at creation, and after his incident with NSP, he quickly progressed to being mentally 10. When Monty made his new body, he ensured FC's AI would progress gradually, year by year, like a human's. This can be adjusted if he ever decided he wanted to become a teenager overnight, or just grow up, but given he basically skipped the first ten years of being a kid, he's alright taking it slow.

School didn't really work out for him. He was dealing with trauma, lack of structure, lack of parental figures, and had very different needs than human children regardless. He would lash out and harm other students, and refuse to listen to the teachers. After repeated issues, he was expelled from two different schools before Foxy began to homeschool.

He really did look up to Stitchwraith and want his approval. Sometimes he still feels that urge when talking to Andrew.

BUT, now that Andrew's visually a child, and is acting a lot more like one too... Well, it's a lot easier to snap back and stand up for himself to a bully his age rather than his mysterious creator(s).

FC hasn't had a lot of time to process how he feels about Jake. The first one. Jake, who created him. Who was, sometimes, actually kind to him. Who more often than not, wasn't. Who almost, but didn't quite, stop the torture he was going through. Who used his last bit of energy to save his life.

He's determined to be a good actor, because he understands that his mom being happy again, and his dad returning, depends on them all pretending... But he feels a horrible guilt each time he successfully convinces Puppet he hates her. It's just so easy.

FC really, really misses sleeping on the couch with his mom.

FC actually really likes the Captain. He thinks he's cool. Not as cool as his father, the great Foxy, of course. But pretty cool.

Frankie

Gets advice from Ennard over the phone on how to deal with the chaos that happens in that household. Also gets prank advice in return for doritos.

Designed his own new body (which is canon), but spent a really long time doing so. His first few ideas were combinations of Roxanne and Glamrock Freddy, trying to go back and forth wondering how much of each parent he wanted to incorporate. Eventually Michael looked at his designs and remarked that he's just designing a mishmash - he wasn't designing himself. Michael had used parts from Roxanne and Freddy, and they'd accepted each other as family, but Frankie doesn't need to be a mix of them - he should just be whatever feels right. After that, it only took a few more designs... a couple... dozen.... Building a body is a big deal okay!!

(based on the MAGF livestream today) is really enjoying school, especially science and tech classes! His knowledge of technology, due to living with Michael and for a while almost purely being surrounded by robotics and coding, is way beyond what the class teaches. But that just means he's made a lot of friends by helping out struggling classmates!

He called Michael his dad without thinking about it while talking to friends at school, and just kept that up when referring to him. Then he did it in front of Michael one day, and immediately stopped in his tracks and apologized. Michael, while surprised, just reassured Frankie that it was okay.

Frankie's magic practice is going way too slow for his tastes. He is pretty interested in seeing what ways he can make magic and technology integrate, which Glamrock Freddy is not totally sure is a good idea.

Look what you've done, Michael. This bearwolf has anxiety.

[onyx-archer]

Oh boy! A new redesign of an old OC! And also another revision to Abigail's sheet (the height was listed wrong in the last one... somehow? Neither me or MthS noticed it until a few hours ago lol)

There's something sort of ironic about posting these two together, because they're related! Specifically, they are cousins/half-sisters. I'll explain that in a second though. Once again, the art was done by @mthsmelo, and he's been crushing it. This one took a little longer just due to the holidays and money issues born from that haha.

Roxanne Morgun, otherwise known as Roxxi, is an e-girl inspired by TikTok brainrot (ironic, because I don't use TikTok at all), and has a thing for cards (in case the sheer amount of card suit visuals and the like didn't give that away). She likes cringe memes and teasing her boyfriend a lot (he's a quiet, meek kinda guy, so he's easy to get riled up, which she finds funny and cute). She technically does backup synths and the odd bit of DJ/Turntablist stuff for her band, Parasite Eden, but she likes playing guitar.

As for how she and Abigail are related: Roxix's got two moms, with one of them being the twin sister of Abbi's dad. So they are cousins. However, because she has two moms, they needed a donor to have her, so they asked Abigail's father to be the donor. This is because they felt it'd be easiest to ask him, for a bunch of factors I won't get into. I based this on some real life lesbians I know doing something similar. In case I need to scream it from the rooftops, the bio-mom is the one who isn't related to Abigail's dad, cause otherwise that'd be extremely gross. So Roxxi and Abbi are technically half-sisters. They get along like siblings do (based on how me and my own cousins were sibling-like growing up), and barring a brief period where they didn't get along (around late middle school to early high school), they are in a band together now, so... yeah! She's also besties with Abigail's girlfriend, Olivia.

[venbetta]

Alright guysss... I wrote a pretty interesting x reader fic... hope you like it. It took a bit to write.

“Y/n, get your ass down here!!”

You tossed off your favorite purple glamrock freddy blanket as you rolled out of bed. Trudging past your vanity mirror, you stop as you tossed your silky hair up into a messy bun before continuing to the bathroom.

Your eye bags was your prominent feature even after rinsing your face.

Your bitch of a mother still hollered for you as you threw on your glamrock band tee, some leggings and your old converse that still fit you. One last look in the mirror, your e/c orbs looking back at you before you turn to go downstairs.

“Yes mom?” You tucked a bang behind your ear. Smoke ran into your lungs as your mother waved you to the door.

“I hope you have your shit packed, I sold you off to some guy outside,” She hacked a cough, spitting on the floor.

You became teary eyed by this. Your mom sold you? To who?

You hated that she traded her own daughter to feed her cigarette supply. God, you hated your life. Maybe it was for the better?

She snarled, “Hurry up, he's waiting!!”

(such a bitch)

You ran back upstairs, trying to hold back more tears, sniffling wetyly as you packed your bag. You threw in all of your glamrock band shirts, your leggings, some old dress you haven't worn since middle school, and other stuff before you zipped up and lugged it over your shoulder. You just turned 19, and you were already being kicked out. You hated everything, except… your favorite band, the Glamrocks.

You looked at the poster of your favorite band one last time before you left downstairs, and went out the door.

It was then, you saw a man in a suit, standing in your driveway with a white van. His sunglasses met yours.

“Y/n?”

“Yes?”

“Come with me.”

Is this the man your mom sold you to? She fucking sucked. She couldn't even have bothered to sell you to a hotter looking guy. This guy could be your dad, but he died after your were born.

Anyway, you get in the van, and it takes off with you in it.

You tucked your hair behind your ear, looking at the man as he drove. You timidly asked, “Where are you taking me?”

He didn't say, just kept driving. You were going to cry again, only before you went into your bag and took out your (favorite animatronic) plushie and held on to it. (mine is Freddy hehe X3)

It was some time until the van stopped and you got out. At the back of some building. The man asked you to follow and you did.

Entering in, it smelt like pizza and cologne. It makes you hungry.

You past a few dozen arcades and other attractions, and it's only then you realize where you were. The Pizzaplex. The best place in the world.

The man trailed you along the endless hallways before you end up in a room, where you stared upon your favorite band in the world.

The glamrocks.

They all turned to you, and in that instance you passed out. (Uh oh)

“Loook at what you did, you scared her!” Shouted one deep voice.

“Me? I ain't do nothin’!” Said another deeper, southerner one.

“Wow she's really pretty!!” A nice voice chirped.

“I think she's waking up.” Another deep feminine voice said.

Your eyes open and standing above you were the animatornic bandmembers, Roxy, Chica, Monty, and Freddy Fazbear. You sat up and gasped.

“I'm sorry that we scared you,” Freddy spoke up first, “we were so excited to meet you!”

Monty was the one to help you to your feet, his large hands ( ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ) lifting you with no problem. And Freddy had his hand on your shoulder. There was a hard look shared between them, you noticed it but shrugged it off.

“Oh my God, I didn't think I would ever meet you guys!” You squealed, “I'm your biggest fan!!” (lies I am)

Roxy tosses her hair, the diva wolf grinning, “Oh yeah? Of me?”

“Well, of mostly Freddy and Monty.” You said.

The wolf glared at you, growling, showing her teeth. “IM THE BEST ONE, SOME FAN YOU ARE.”

“ROXANNE!” Freddy roared, “Be nice to her, she's going to be living with us for now on.” He took you close to his body, and you hugged him, burying your face into his fluffy pecks… (hehehehe me asf honestly)

Freddy smiled, blushing, before Roxy groaned, “I can't believe you bought her! What does she even do?!”

Monty said, “Well she might be a new member of our a lil band here. Backup singer for Chica.”

Chica claps, “Yeah! I'd love to have a back up singer with me!”

You looked to the chicken with bright eyes, “Yeah! I can't wait!”

Roxy scoffs, throwing her hands up, before storming away, “it's not fair!” (Suck on it roxy!!! >:P)

You pout up at Freddy, who was still hold you with his nice muscle arm.

“I didn't mean to upset her!!” You sniffled, becoming teary eyed. You didn't want them to hate you already.

Freddy nuzzled your head, “Don't worry, sweetie, you didn't do anything wrong!”

You blushed, tucking your hair away. Monty growled at the singer's touchyness of you.

He ignored it as he looked at you with his bright blue orbs.

“Would you like to rehearse with me? We have a show tonight!” Freddy asked, and you happily nodded.

You and Freddy leave to go rehearse.

[Timeskip] (lol I hope u guys are enjoying it ehhehee it's gonna get lemony!!!! >:3)

In the rehearsal room, Freddy sang, looking to you with every note he sang. He smirked, making you blush and hide behind your bangs…

“Wow, it's like I'm in a fairy tale,” you said out loud for some reason. Freddy laughed, “How so?”

You blushed harder, covering your face, “I didn't mean to say that out loud!! I'm so sorry, I'm such a idiot. .. no wonder no one likes me!!1!’ :(

“That's not true!” Freddy rushed to you, “You're wonderful, and so cute.”

“Thank you.” You blush, tucking your hair behind your ear, as he wiped your tears.

He kissed your forehead, which made you gasp. He pulled back with a smirk…

“You're very pretty, you know?” He said, “I was happy when Fazbear Entertainment picked you to be our new member.”

“Really?” Your orbs lit up with excitement. Freddy nodded. You were flattered. You had the biggest crush on Glamrock freddy for the longest time…

“Wow, that's so cool…” you smiled, “This is better than living with my bitch of a mom.”

“Oh my…” Freddy frowned.

“Sorry. She's just a bitch. She sold me for her cigarette addiction.”

“That's terrible. You deserve much more, she is a bitch.” (HAHA SAAAME)

Wow, you never thought Glamrock freddy would be so based. And so hot.

You didn't realize you were looking at his chest and his toned animatronic body until he grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. He smiled, “Eyes up here, y/n.” (He's so hotttt…)

Your stomach did twirls and you squeaked. He leaned in and kissed you, and you kissed back. You couldn't believe you were making out with Freddy faxbear.

His tongue lapped at yours and you wrapped your arms around him. And his large hands groped at your boobes…

“Am I interruptin’?” Monty growled

You and Freddy pushed away and barely fixed up, Freddy muttering, “No! We were practicing!”

“With your tongues?” Monty glared.

You looked away, as Freddy cleared his throat. Soon, the gator entered with his base guitar…

“Go on, I wanna have a talk with y/n.”

Freddy rolled his eyes before smiling at you and leaving. You were alone with Monty now, you also had a big crush on him. You fixed your hair.

Monty chuckles, “You should take out your bun. You'll look cuter with it down.”

“No, my hair is too long…”

“Nah, I don't think it's all bad.”

“Okay……”

You untie your hair and it all falls down to your back. Monty whistles (idk how, he's an animtronic).

“You're stunnin’...” he flirted, licking his sharp teeth. You blushed hard, moving your hair back.

“Thank you…” you murmur, “I've…..never been complimented before.”

Monty strums his bass, surprised by your comment, “Well it's all true.”

(Heheheh >////<)

You bite your lip, as you watched him practice playing bass, for a while. After some time, you asked, “Can I try?”

He smiles and hands it to you. Placing your fingers where need be, you began playing the bassline for Through the Fire and the Flames. Monty is staring at you with amazement by the end… you blush.

“Damn shawty, where did you learn to play that?”

“My dad taught me before he died.”

You said sadly giving his bass back to him..Monty frowns.

“You got skills…”

“Thank you, but I'm a little rusty…”

Monty runs his fingers through his Mohawk, and you stare at his chest…

“Well, you got what it takes to join that's for sure. I'll be sure to tell…. Freddy about that…”

You noticed how he growled when saying that hunk's name. Your insides fluttered.

“You really think so?”

“Yeah, of course.” Monty smirked, tucking a strand behind your ear. (U////U hehe)

“You got an amazin’ talent, cher.”

The gator kisses your hand, “I'm lookin’ forward to havin’ you in the band…”

You blushed as you nodded eagerly. You couldn't believe this was happening!!!

Maybe getting sold to the glamrock band wasn't so bad after all……!

(The end 4 now, lemme know what u guys thinkk!!! <3 >w< I got so flustered hehehehrheheh. Stay away from freddyyy he's mineeee!!! >:D)

Also happy April Fools...

This whole thing made be giggle while writing it.. it's really dumb. Made me nostalgic for 2014 Wattpad...