#so no *wonder* Ballora was a bit stunned

[ponds-of-ink]

Imagine if Ballora was really cold--whether that's because of how it is outside, or the castle itself is always rather chilly--with or without lit fireplaces--and Springtrap considered what he should do...

But then he just wraps himself around her. He's fluffy and he has a cape!!

Bnnuy creature keeping her nice and warm :)

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*cracks knuckles* All right, it’s scene writing time. I’ve been waiting for this opportunity.

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Ballora shivered as she stared out the window. “Why does it always snow here at the most inconvenient times?” she thought as she sat on the couch. “I was just about having a nice walk in the garden, and now we’re stuck in the sitting room.” She halted her train of thought to look at Springtrap. From what she could tell, he was also looking very annoyed— But his was the kind of annoyance a farmer would feel towards his ever-faithful rooster waking him up early in the morning. He expected it— maybe was even used to it—yet that didn’t change his mood. “Perhaps I should rest here until the storm clears,” Ballora resumed as she huddled in her spot. “No need to make him even more irritated by reminding him. Besides, I’ve waited out storms back home…”

Springtrap, meanwhile, paced around. He was annoyed about the storm, sure, but that wasn’t his concern. “What exactly are we supposed to do to pass the time?” he asked aloud (out of habit). “I would have given you a book to read, but the sun’s been blocked out by all of these clouds! It’s abysmal–!” He stopped short. His ears twitched as he caught a strange, yet familiar sound: Chattering teeth. And they certainly weren’t his own. A new thought entered his mind.

Was… Ballora freezing over there?

Step by step, Springtrap neared the couch. His ears were on high alert as his eyes strained to see correctly. The chattering was only getting louder, and so were the other signs of distress.

He ducked behind the couch as soon as he got close enough. His mind raced with ideas he hadn’t considered in ages. What if Ballora— since she wasn’t a giant rabbit-like thing— got colder much faster? What if she got sick if she didn’t warm up soon? Even if her village life did prepare her for winters like this, wouldn’t it be better if he did try to warm her up somehow— Even if it was just a gesture of courtesy? How would he even warm her up in the first place, anyway?  By using the fireplace? By fetching a blanket that somehow survived his frequent raging?

His claws dug into the back of the couch. His ears pinned back as he tried to strategize… Then the sound of his own frantic noises made him remember: He was a rabbit. One that had every single way to produce enough heat on his own, no less.

He heaved a sigh full of relief.. Before it turned into embarrassment. “Well, old Springs,” he thought to himself as he prepared to sit on the couch, “you better hope you don’t share the same ‘fight or flight’ instincts of your fellow rabbits. Whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to prepare for a waist-level something— Be it a cuddle or a hug.”

Ballora heard the rabbit’s approach, but she was too preoccupied with the cold to think anything of it. It was the sudden feeling  of being gently pulled upright that snapped her out of her stupor. Then the sensation of something being wrapped around her as she laid on something much warmer. “Springtrap?” she stammered out at last. “Are we…? Did you…?”

“‘Yes’ and ‘yes’,” Springtrap answered, trying to sound nonchalant. “If I didn’t, then you would have turned into an ice statue.”

Ballora looked up at him with wide eyes. “The guide said that rabbits don’t like anyone touching their stomachs,” she explained. “Something about it making them feel like they’re vulnerable prey, if I remember it right.”

Springtrap scoffed. “Did this guide say anything about normal rabbits snuggling for warmth?” he questioned gruffly. “Did it assume that they can’t do that because of this fear?”

“Well, no,” Ballora corrected as firmly as she could. “They could huddle together if they needed to, from what I gathered.”

“Then simply assume that I am doing that instead,” Springtrap retorted with a slight tremor. “We are simply huddling for warmth. Nothing more, nothing less.”

Ballora would have accepted that answer, but one detail made her think otherwise. “If that’s true, then why have you been having to ‘correct’ your posture every time you’ve been answering?” she asked as a smile started to grow. “Seems to me like you want to lean right on top of me.. Almost like a rabbit about to ‘flop’ onto the floor.”

Springtrap did not have a good answer for that.

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In which Springtrap tries to pretend to be tough while warming up Ballora (and trying to fight rabbity instincts), but Ballora’s not falling for it lol.

[accovers]

The Perfect Candidate Pt. 2

Yandere android human fnaf sister location with fem reader 

Gets a tad bit spicy towards the end, you have been warned 

Tag list: @crystal-freak24

Thoughts of the prior night circled through Y/N’s head as she crawled towards the circus gallery. Finally getting out of the dusty vent Y/N looked towards the giant window. “Let's see if baby is on her stage” The voice on the intercom spoke. The girl pressed the blue button. “What the-” the light did not seem to turn on. Y/N pressed the button again. Still nothing. “Looks like the lights are working. We will have to reboot the power please wait.” The voice called out as everything shut off. ‘I really hope I don't have to visit Funtime Freddy again. I really can’t afford the medical bills’ Y/N thought to herself. The more time passed by, the more Y/N felt like something bad was going to happen. “No wonder why the others seem to grow crazy.” a sweet voice cooed. “Who was that!” “Have you honestly not caught on yet. You disappoint me.” the voice playfully replied. Finally putting two and two together Y/N pulled at her hair “Baby?” Clapping was heard “Ding, ding, ding”. This caused more confusion to swim around the young adults head. “It is very important you listen to me. The others are searching for you so you must hide. There is a crawl space underneath the desk. You will be safe there, but you must hurry, the others are coming” As if on cue Noises came from the vent. 'Screw it’ Y/N thought as she crawled into the small space. 

A frustrated huff sounded from the room “Poppet is nowhere.” Y/N did not recognize the voice “Say have you seen her, Freddy is going crazy and he wont shut up about what he's going to do when he gets his hands on her.” The voice had the same British accent as Freddy but had more of a sly tone. “I Haven't but have you checked the elevator yet, she might be there. Not like it matters though they're about to start the power soon.” Baby answered slowly. A loud bang could be heard from the main control room “Are you kidding me!” It was Freddy. The sly voice laughed “It's honestly hilarious the way he’s going mad over one silly human. I heard that she'll have to pass through my room to make some “repairs”. I wonder if she is as intoxicating as Freddy makes her out to be.” the voice paused. “I must be going.” with that the voice left. 

It was silent for a minute or so before Baby spoke. “You will need to pass thru Funtime Foxy’s to get to the repair room. This should help,” A small hatch opened at Y/N’s feet where an old camera slid out. “It may not look like much but its flash is enough to stun Funtime Foxy and it will help you see your way through the room, giving you enough time to get away from him.” Y/N was speechless “Wow- thank you.” Baby didn't respond, all of a sudden the machines started up again and the lights, if you could even call them, flicked on. “Thank you for being patient with us. Please proceed with your nightly tasks.” The voice started over the intercom. Baby watched as Y/N crawled away “I’ll see you soon sweetie.”

As Y/N crawled she listened to the instructions of Handunit “You will be making repairs on Ballora due to some accidents that occurred today.” Y/N shuddered praying that she wouldn't end up like that towards the end of the night. It was a hundred times harder to crawl with a bulky camera. 

  Finally she could see the end of the tunnel and crawled out. Shakily standing up Y/N tried to look at her surroundings but it was pitch black. As Y/N’s eyes adjusted she fiddled with the camera Finally a bright light shined from a click of a button lighting the way towards parts in service. Just as quick as the light came it was gone. Fast footsteps were heard in front of Y/N so she flashed the camera again revealing the same figure she saw the night before. The same bright pink and white suit. The same ears and tail. The same sly grin. “Oh god” Y/N mumbled to herself as she picked up the pace. The room was much larger than she thought and the more and more Y/N flashed the camera the more agitated the android fox seemed to become. Almost reaching the door Funtime Foxy came running at her again, but this time her camera. “Click, Click” The dreaded sounds made Y/N’s heart drop to the floor. She could hear the chuckling of the android as she heard fast footsteps approaching her. Finally she could feel strong hands grip her shoulders and push her to the floor. The impact made her head swim with nausea and pain. “My, my, you're even more beautiful than I could ever imagine.” Y/N honestly didn't know how to respond. Did she need to say thank you or get the hell off of me. Nevertheless Foxy continued “You know Freddy is going crazy over you. Which is truly a shame since I want you all to myself.” Foxy paused for a second as his crazed smile grew. Foxy put an ear to Y/N’s chest “I mean your heart is beating so fast. It's so exciting I haven't felt anyone this warm in a long time!” Foxy stated with crazed excitement in his eyes. Foxy put his face deep into Y/N’s neck as he took a deep breath in. “You smell so sweet I just can’t help myself.” with that foxy started kissing her neck. Y/N tried to contain herself but that was proving to be difficult. Foxy caressed Y/N’s cheek and made his way towards her shirt. But he was interrupted by Y/N’s watch going off, it was her alarm for 6:00 am. Noticing this Foxy got off of Y/N but not before Giving Y/N a peck on the forehead as he went back to his stage. For a long moment Y/N sat there in silence too stunned to move, but finally Y/N got to her feet. Stumbling of course. Back towards the vent system ready to go home.