#vanny x gender neutral reader

[s0ft-d3cay]

Game Over

Vanny/Vanessa x Gender Neutral Reader | Thought I try something out of my comfort zone. This version of Vanessa is from the game, just fyi.

WARNINGS: Mentions of violence towards reader, reader dies in this one, a knife is swung at reader, no blood or gore mentioned, reader is v smart when it comes to princess quest, Vanessa and reader are co-works, more friends then anything else, Vanny is all bonk and then stabby-stabby.

WC: 1,354

"…just one more time…" The technician uttered beneath their breath, hands at work on the arcade game console. A tune of uncertainty and calming confusion loops over the speaker above, small clicks of footsteps, and the monsters growling as the golden character walked around catacombs of the castle. They’d been playing both Princess Quest One and Two since Vanessa had mentioned a reoccurring glitch in the arcades all over the Pizziaplex. That was until they’d ventured off in a Fazerblast vent and found Princess Quest Three tucked away.

'One heart left…and I just need that damn mask in Foxy’s maze.’

Completely ignoring the nervous itch to stop and question why this room had a bed and a bunch of used pizza boxes on the floor. They couldn’t describe the pull of…curiosity, dread, or guilt? Whatever it was had a hold on them the moment their eyes recognized the title on the arcade game. A chime of success rings out as the chest unlocks in the center of the maze, Foxy hot on the Princess's trail.

‘Come on…come on…’

They repeated, encouraging the small character as she pasts through the red doors, entering back into the pizzeria. They breathed out in relief, a light exhale with a smile appears over their lips. Moving the golden Princess to the prize counter, barley missing an attack from a group of shadowy bunnies. Unlocking the bizarre red box only, leaving them with more questions.

'What am I releasing with this key? The last game had a key similar to this one, leading to an amalgamation of one of those shadow bunny creatures, but that one was unable to move…'

The sound of the door behind them cuts off their words, a chill runs cold in consternation through their veins. Hairs standing up in alarm over their body at the almost silent footsteps stepping from the doorway. Hands trembling on the console, the Princess paused on the screen only a few steps away from the open stage. The door clicks shut as a quick shuffle of what sounds like skipping  caught their attention, head spinning around to see the threat looming over them with a shiny knife.

A person in what looked to be a handmade bunny costume. Fur of white plaid, gray, and even pink stitched together. The person raised the knife as they lunged toward the technician. "If I can’t escape, then you can’t escape…" A glitchy voice manifests through the bunny mask. In shock and instinct, they shift back to the side near the bed in the corner at the last moment, barley missing the knife. Grabbing the blanket from the bed they'd seen earlier, throwing it over the intruder as they ran out the secluded hideout.

A struggled glitched groan was heard in the distance as the technician climbed through the vent, quickly crawling back to Fazerblast. More footsteps of that mystery rabbit following them only pushed them to craw through faster. Their first step inside the winner’s lounge was surely the last, running through the maze's glowing walls to find a place to hide. They needed to finish Princess quest…it was no longer a want to the technician anymore. The technician needed both another way inside that hideout and to get away from that bunny.

Straight back to work the next day, fixing animatronics, upgrading, and teaching new ones; the same cycle over and over again. Their mind blank and elsewhere as they worked. Even with Vanessa's insistent conversation starters that always improved the mood, it still felt off. Perhaps it was the being chased by a bunny mascot with a knife that did it.

"Rough night again?" She asked after a few dry answers from the technician, leaning against a desk across from them. "Something like that…" They replied with a shrug, half occupied with running diagnostics on one of the staff bots from the theater. 

"I don’t remember the last time you were this…quiet." She adds apprehensively, the technician pauses their work to glance in the blonde's direction. The security guard was right, the two would usually have conversations about anything and everything. Even their curiosity of Princess quest, Vanessa was the one to find the princess quest two in the west arcade only a few days after the technician spoke vaguely about the first game.

Their gaze turns sympathetic towards the guard, "Just doing a lot of thinking recently and you know…figuring out that arcade game I found a few weeks back." The blonde woman tilts her head back slightly to consider their words, a glisten of anxiety flashes in her green eyes for a second before she blinks it away.

"Playing on company time again, are we?" She teases, brushing off her distant anxiety. They chuckled, facing the animatronic, finishing up their last few texts of code before allowing the bot to move freely. "Nothing I or you don’t already do on hours, Miss 'I didn’t steal the Glamrock Bonnie figurine’." They derided back, Vanessa smiles as she scoffs at their sarcastic yet truthful words. That anxious long stare was back in her face again, how odd.

The two eventually make their way back to the atrium, the technician relaying what happened the night prior as they walked on the third floor. Customers slowly but surely making their way out of the Pizzaplex, leaving only the remains of lost bags, clothing, prizes, and theme songs playing in the establishment. 

"And they just…disappeared after that?" Vanessa questioned beside them, arms crossed with an expression of concentration. They nodded, eyes flickering over to the guard. "Yeah, no sign of the person on cams or triggering any alarms of braking in. Maybe they've been here when the place closed before." The technician explained.

"Weird…I’ll keep an eye out for it tonight. See you tomorrow." Vanessa waved to them as the two parted from the main entrance. "If I can’t escape, then you can’t escape…" Those words rang through the technician’s brain day, something about the phrase seemed familiar yet foreign. Now walking through the lower basement in the laundry section, concrete walls surrounding him like a cave…almost like the princess. They stopped in their tracks at that thought, like the princess curiosity took refuge within the technician and now they were connecting the dots…

‘What if I’m not releasing something, but instead someone?'

Clocked out and walking back towards the hide out above Fazerblast, their mind continued to make sense of the three games in a cohesive story. 

‘Locking away one being I might have inadvertently released another, maybe one that could even prevent that sluggish shadow bunny from glitching out the game itself.'

That had to be it, why else would the Princess be unlocking doors and lighting grave candles. They had to save the Princess…she was the answer. With new-found excitement, the technician made their way back up to the hide out. The long metal walkway swinging to and fro with each fast step.

The hideout door wide open with Princess quest still untouched from where they’d left off. A smile of determination grows on their face the moment their hands reached the arcade cabinet. The golden princess still waiting at the stage, looking towards the technician.

Walking the Princess through the stage curtain, anticipation gnawing at their excitement for the ending, swiftly moving up the long corridor. Another door in left above, opening to a large area. They walk the princess up to the center of the void room, seeing the outline of a purple, gray, and green cell door on the screen. Their eyes widened at the reveal of the outside of the cell door…

’That can't be…how is she on the otherside-‘

A strike of a blunt object hits the back of their head, falling over the arcade game. Face slamming against the screen, cracking the glass. Pain spread like a lightning bolt through their head, eyelids heavy and vision spotty. Their body trembling and breath thin, head shakily turning as their eyes hazily drift over the rabbit from the other night. Watching the knife in motion towards them as the mask spoke on last time.

"You can’t."

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights of any of the characters I write about, all the rights go to their respective creators.

[vannies]

Hello! I saw your recent post and was wondering if I could request Blade cuddling with gender neutral or male reader, if you are able to do this, thank you so much!

CUDDLES?! ft. BLADE

hi anon!! im so happy to be writing this because blade loving cuddles just feels so real to me.. imagine him having a hard time warming up to you because of his past but cuddling with you immediately gets him comfortable! :( silly boy is bad at communicating affection but will always try to put his hands on you somehow !! this is so super short but i hope it’s enough

pairing: blade x gender-neutral reader

warnings: none, soft fluffy blade! honorable kafka mention

“oh? blade? you’re home early..”

blade walks past you and falls onto the couch, breathing heavily. you guessed he had a hard day at work, so you sat next to him, hoping to give him some sort of affection. your lover isn’t one to drench you with sweet nothings, but you know he does love you. the red eyes that glisten every time blade gazed at you always meant i love you.

blade shifts his body on the couch, “this isn’t comfortable enough.”he complains, letting his hair fall down his face as he looms over. you then offer to give him a blanket, but he shakes his head no.

“then.. ah.. my love, what could i do to help?” you smile at him graciously. blade is truly the shy type. you never really expected him to do anything bold, or so you thought.

poor, poor you. he was feeling a bit brave today.

before you could ask him if he wanted coffee, he pulled you closer to his body, your head on his chest. he sighs, saying this was comfortable, that this was exactly what he had wanted. this was definitely a side to blade you’ve never seen before, but god, do you want to see it more. with every breath of his, you felt his chest rise up and down. he’s warm. it’s peaceful.

he snuggles you closer, “i would like to do this more often. i love you.”

you couldn’t help but blush at his response. he was so.. vague. but it made you smile from ear to ear. before you could say i love you back, he was fast asleep. blade’s head resting on yours while he put you in a tight hug that you were sure you couldn’t escape from.

as time passed, you could feel yourself falling asleep in his arms too. you stroked his loose hair strands, getting ready to shut your eyes, but a notification stops you.

kafka: “soo.. did bladie do it correctly?~”

huh? did she set this up? how disappointing.. you do truly cherish this moment though, so you asked her what was going on.

kafka: “me? set this up? oh no, no! i just gave bladie a warning~ i told him you might leave if he didn’t try making a move you know? he was so stressed today.. thinking about a way on how to truly make you feel loved. he doesn’t want you to leave him!”

smiling, you text her: that’s so cute! while you were busy on your phone with kafka, blade slowly arose from his short nap. his grip on you tightened and you let out a surprised yelp. still fuzzy-minded from his nap, he whispers,

“kafka.. she didn’t tell you anything? did she?”

I LOVEE HIM AGGHHH!! @ vannies

[outsders]

іᥒ𝗍r᥆ძᥙᥴ𝗍і᥆ᥒ ⍴᥆s𝗍

she/they/it ◞ sixteen ◞ dutch ◞ INTP-T

pansexual + aromantic/fictoromantic ◞ asd

main / yume blog : @ aftongf ( if I follow you / interact it's with this account .ᐟ )

ᥕіᥣᥣ ᥲᥒძ ᥕ᥆ᥒ'𝗍 ᥕrі𝗍ᥱ

will write :

gender neutral & fem reader

wlw/gl & m/f4a

chubby / plus size reader

autistic reader

fluff , crack & angst

scenarios , drabbles , oneshots

etc. might add more

won't write :

male reader & mlm/bl

smut / nsfw

cheating / infidelity themes

oc's or character x character

anything else im uncomfy with I will lyk

requests are always open ,, unless stated so here otherwise. I will get to them asap ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

𝖿ᥲᥒძ᥆ms і ᥕrі𝗍ᥱ 𝖿᥆r

Five Night's At Freddy's :

Glamrock Freddy

Glamrock Chica

Roxanne Wolf

Montgomery Gator

Sundrop / Moondrop

William Afton (movie William)

Michael Afton (Mike Schmidt)

Vanessa / Vanny (Vanessa Shelly)

Carlton Burke

Charlotte Emily

Jessica

Glamrock Bonnie

Gregory (platonic ONLY)

Cassie (platonic ONLY)

Stray :

Momo

Doc

Clementine

Zbaltazar

Jacob

Seamus

Obey me! One master to rule them all :

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Luke (platonic ONLY)

Thirteen

Solomon

DC Universe :

Edward Nashton

Harley Quinn

Poison Ivy

Barbara Kean

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

My Hero Academia :

Katsuki Bakugou

Izuku Midoriya

Tamaki Amajiki

Kirishima Eijirou

Denki Kaminari

Ochaco Uraraka

Toga Himiko

Mina Ashido

Sally Face :

Sal Fisher

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

+ possibly other characters / fandoms soon !

[sw4tch]

dumb fnaf security breach thoughts but I am genuinely surprised Vanessa isn’t used more in fics. Used as in “literally it’s a miracle if she’s mentioned at all”. Which is really weird to me? Regardless of how you feel about how her storyline is handled in the game, she is like The Perfect character to have in your x reader fics. you need conflict? fuck dude VANESSA is right fucking there. (Romantic rival for a jealousy plot? She can get the job done. You need a mean bitch to make your self insert look better in comparison? SHE’S THE PERFECT LADY FOR THE ROLE. You need someone to hurt your animatronic of choice/make them turn evil/sabotage whatever you need? VANNY SLIDES RIGHT IN)

I mean hell, she could even be your coworker BESTIE, the typical “well she’s rude but she’s only nice to me bcus I am The Most Specialest Guy (gender neutral) in the whole world :)” and would facilitate certain plots if you wanted to. But… no?

Vanessa straight up doesn’t exist in most fics. People prefer to invent their own original named coworkers and regular joes to populate the background of fics but they don’t seem interested at all to even mention Vanessa in passing.

Which is tragic bcus I really like Vanessa! I love the idea of her! She’s a grumpy security guard woman brainwashed by ye old robozombie peepaw! She’s moody! She looks tired af! I could treat her right! I could explore her psyche!!! I AM NUMBER ONE VANESSA APOLOGIST

[aquatic-batt]

hey there! just wanted to say, thank you for writing that "catching an intruder" fic! I can never find gender neutral vanny x reader fics on AO3, so it's nice to know there's at least one out there :)

oh, it’s my pleasure!! I wanted it to be accessible to all, regardless of gender or pronouns, so I’m glad that I’ve done so successfully! have a wonderful day, my friend! :]

[identity-lovecore]

Hi there!

I'm new to writing for Identity V. You can call me Vanny or Emil!

I main hunters such as Geisha and Naiad. As for survivors, I main Emil, Anne, and Ada.

I'll be taking GENDER NEUTRAL Identity V x Reader requests! For Hunters OR Survivors!

The only characters off limits are minors, obviously. Any asks involving them romantically will be deleted.

I'm excited to write for you all!

[genshin-luvs]

Hello there!

I'm Vanny. I've wanted to make a Genshin Impact x Reader blog for a while, now, so I'm quite excited to be doing so!

I'm a Xiao main, and my favorite elements happen to be electro and anemo!

I'll be taking any requests for characters. Characters off limits for romantic requests are the children such as Sayu, Qiqi, Klee, Diona, and Nahida. Any requests involving them and being creepy will be deleted.

Another thing: my requests are strictly gender neutral! I enjoy making content that anyone of any gender can enjoy.

I can't wait to write for you, traveler!

[theeyoungalabastoralt]

Fnaf SB X NonBi!Blacklight!Drummer!Animatronic!reader

Beat of Your Own Drum

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, ANNOUNCEMENT

Request: no

Pairing: none

Warnings: Swearing (Foul language), threatening, Mentions of Bonnie,

Pronouns: They/Them

Mainly mentioned: Reader, Montgomery Gator

Summary: After a long day of photos and handing out signatures, a growing migraine began to manifest, having had enough company for today you decide to wounder around the Plex, finding yourself at a certain abnormally dark room.

A/N: This one is kinda lengthy, but I enjoyed writing this lol.

Word count: 3550

Old wounds and new scars

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An exasperated groan rattled your vocal wires, slumping onto the neon furniture, gears spurring in exhaustion. It had been a long day, a VERY long day. your wrist gave an auditable pop as it rolled, releasing pleasure from under the joint.

The green room door flung open with a clunk as a familiar figure stepped inside.

With a bow of your head Vanessa pulled your operation tablet from her belt. With a hefty chuckle her sapphire orbs directed to your slouched form (E/C) orbs directed to your brightly colored feet. "Looks like you had rough day, huh?" She mumbled, you nodded with an autotuned hearty chuckle. "Yeah, but it was worth it! I got to meet so many cool people, but a small handful were just God awful." You snickered, head lifting from your slouched position with a snarky eyeroll.

"Well, your system looks fine, your tablet says your joints are a bit stiff but keep moving around and you should be good by tomorrow. Closing time is at eleven thirty, so be sure to get here before then so you're not getting locked out of your room." The blond lectured waving a finger as if to make her point more meaningful. You nodded with a lazy salute. "Yes ma'am" turning on her heel she strode towards the door, swiping her card as she did.

Silance filled your room as the door closed with a loud click. Leaning back against the soft furniture your eyes scanned, observing the vibrant colors scattered around the Neon themed room.

Wallpaper black with brightly colored shapes, littered with a bubbly drawing of face that would glow when your black lights would switch on. In the left corner near the unnaturally bright yellow and blue vanity sat a large neon drum set.

God was all of these bright colors giving you a migraine. Clutching your eyes shut you pressed a padded finger to where your temple would be located, a failed attempt to sooth the ever-growing headache?

With a huff you clapped your hands together before pushing yourself from the once again vibrant furniture. Rolling your eyes slightly you headed toward the metal sliding door that opened immediately, seeming to catch you off guard.

Vanessa had to use a card so why didn't you?

With a shake of your head, your legs trudged forwards tiredly, foot pads aching at the action. brushing the feeling away you strode through the main hall, observing the bits and pieces encased in thick glass.

must be a sort of museum, what an odd place to build a place for children.

you dialogued mentally, (E/C) Hues again raking over the wide hall. Quirking a brow, you noticed the other four rooms, curtains drawn and lights off.

"Huh," you chuffed before mumbling "must be shut down for the night." Arms folded in front of you slightly you made your way towards the main lobby.

This place was way bigger, and I mean WAY bigger than what you expected it to be, for God's sake there was a golden twenty-foot Freddy Fazbear statue inside!

Brows furrowing your mind grew blank.

"How the Hell did I not see that?" You gaped, head leaning back to properly look at the giant statue before you.

"(Y/N)! There you are!" Your brightly pigmented ears perked at the squeaky, hyper feminine tone. Chica jogged down the stairs above that you had yet again not noticed. The white chicken bounced as she walked. "You seem impossibly happier, what's the occasion." You hummed brow perking slightly as you asked. She chuckled excitedly beak spreading into a wide grin as she spoke. "Well, me and the others were waiting for you! I made some pizza to celebrate your first official and successful performance!" Your gears fluttered at her words, before you could speak a gloved hand gripped the join to your wrist, tugging you away from the lobby and up the escalader stairs with a yelp.

You giggled slightly stumbling behind the taller female who had pretty much dragged you from your peaceful stroll.

"Calm down Chica! Your gonna dislocate my join you keep pulling on me like that!" You snickered breathlessly. The said female spit raspberries, waving a dismissing hand in your direction. "PSH, your over exaggerating!" She squeaked, sliding doors opening loudly with a clang. Skidding to a stop you struggled, padded feet skidding, and sliding from lack of friction. Within seconds you had crashed into your female friend.

Jolting forward Chica giggled. "I AM SO SORRY" You cried. "You're alright, the floors were waxed before everyone left- but! We are here!" (E/C) orbs directing to where she had been leading you to, was a large table, Black cloth draped over its surface. Atop the cloth was a bright combination of neon paper plates and silverware. The air smelled of cumin and oily pizza.

Again, your gears throbbed at the sight before you. "I- Chica, you didn't have too." the said white chicken placed a finger to your (snout/lips) with a hush. "I'm not the only one who thought of this! Come on out guys!" As those words rolled from her tongue a nearby door was thrown open with a clank. Head snapping to the sound a bellowing laugh left your throat.

Infront of you stood Roxanne and Freddy Fazbear littered in cooking ingredients, flour, cinnamon, and yep Cumin. Your laughter bellowed through the small party room. Clutching the base of your stomach you cried out.

The others joining your humored harmony. Swiping a fake tear from your cheek you stuttered. "Y-You didn't- oh my lord- you didn't have to do this, you all have already made me feel so welcomed but this, isn't this a bit much?" You breathed.

Freddy chuckled anxiously, rubbing the back of his head. "Now that you say something, yeah it may be, but we wanted to celebrate! Today you did absolutely amazing on stage despite how visibly uncomfortable and nervous you were, you pulled through and gave the audience a perfect performance!" He spoke boldly as Roxanne rushed from the kitchen, pizza pan in hand. The intoxicating smell of pizza again wafting in your nostrils, if you had a tongue your mouth would be watering.

clearing his throat Freddy began once again. "So, we wanted to happily and properly welcome you to our own little family!"

Placing the smoldering pan of greasy rations onto the clothed table Roxanne grinned cheekily. "Welcome home (Y/N)" she spoke boldly, almost meeting Freddys fatherly aura. "What'cha watin' for? Dig in!"

___

The warm sound of laughter and conversation clung to your ears. Comforting atmosphere wrapping around your smaller figure like a secure quilt.

Freddy gave a cheeky grin as he dished out the cuisine, placing a piece of pizza onto the plate in front of you. Nodding toward the bear in appreciation you lifted the slice to your (Snout/beak/lips).

Even without a tongue the exquisite flavors danced around your mouth like a memorable tango.

Inhaling a breath, you looked up from the half-eaten plate of Pizza, eyes skimming over the animatronics that sat near you.

It amazed you, just a week ago you had arrived, an anxious, and stuttering mess. Too nervous to even step in their line of view or make the smallest peep in fear of being judged. But you were welcomed with open arms! Well- most of them welcomed you with open arms.

With furrowed brows your hazel hues again raked over the few animatronics.

Ones missing...

from across the table, you spotted a single neon green plate, untouched and unserved.

Montgomery.

He was the missing piece.

suddenly the happy mood you were in turned sour.

How could you forget about Montgomery? He was a part of the band too.

hesitantly Standing from your seat you chuckled, playing into the comforting atmosphere. Strolling towards the empty chair you picked up the plate, sliding it swiftly under your own successfully hiding the paper dish. Making your way towards the kitchen doors you patted a heavy hand on Freddy's shoulder. "I'm going to go and get a few more pieces of Pizza then go for a walk, I haven't been able to check the place out entirely yet. I'll be back by the time our rooms lock."

Freddy nodded swallowing the mouthful he had eaten. "Alright, don't take too long kid, you need to recharge for tomorrow's performance." He lectured as you trotted towards the kitchen doors that opened with a clink.

The strong scent of Pizza hit you like a truck as the hot air nipped at your nose and thin mettle of your ear. With scanning eyes, you spotted a freshly pulled pizza, steam still rolling from its surface, glancing around your shoulder you saw no one.

Sliding the green plate from under your own you placed a decent serving on both plates you again raked the room, seeing if anyone had seen you.

Quickly and efficiently your stomach hatched snapped open with a hiss, sliding the plate of pizza into your hatch it snapped back closed with another hiss.

"What are you doing? There is a cooler pizza right here you know?" The familiar voice of Roxanne made you jolt, head snapping to the girl.

You hadn't even heard the door open.

You hummed in reply with a nod. "Yeah, I'm aware, but it so damn good when its till hot." You beamed with a squeal. Roxanne snickered at your words slightly before turning towards the door once again. "See ya later (N/N), don't get lost!" She snickered, again leaving you alone in the room.

You heaved a sigh placing a padded hand on your chest plate, where your heart would be located. The gears spurred and grinded spastically at the scare.

With a shake of your head, you headed towards the door's kitty corner to the party rooms, opening with a pss.

As the door shut with a loud clank you began to stroll around the Plex. Neon lights glared down at you harshly with judging pigments that complimented yours quite nicely.

Unlike last time you were not wondering mindlessly hoping to stumble upon something that would perk your interest, but you were an animatronic on a mission.

With heavy footsteps your eyes scanned the walls, every so often you would poke your head into the party rooms, each room with specific themes for each animatronic. (E/C) raked the surrounding areas reading each glowing sign, as you searched for the oversized Gator.

as time passed you finally came to the conclusion.

You were lost.

You had stopped reading the signs after about ten minutes of running around, careful not to spill Montgomery's pizza inside of your stomach hatch. Getting tired of lugging your plate of food around you eventually dumped it into the mascot themed trash cans before continuing your adventure.

Every so often you would catch sight of the small CAUTION robots, you admired the small ears that poked from the top of your head obviously, the signature Freddy Fazbear ears but excluding the earing and the small wiggle they did when he would express happiness.

You sighed heavily, slouching slightly, still cautious as to not spill the food inside of your stomach cavity. With an anxious pause your glowing hues scanned the rather exotic landscape.

Large plastic palm trees littered the edges, riding the walls, rubber leaves reflecting the green and purple lights that illuminated most of the said room.

The sound of running water and growling monsters made your wires tense anxiously.

"Why are you in here? Shouldn't you be with the others?" A deep raspy voice growled threateningly.

You jolted, coiling at the sudden voice.

Montgomery

How many times were you going to be scared today?

With trembling hands, you rubbed the back of your head. "W-Well.. The others were throwing a party. I-I noticed you weren't present and uh-"

"Came to find me? Heh, aren't you so kind." You froze as he mocked your pity with narrowed eyes, clearly amused with your vague explanation. Montgomery stepped out of his hiding spot from behind a cluster of palm trees, leaning against the tree's base he tilted his star glasses to get a good look at your tense figure. Ruby orbs scanning your figure with a quirked brow. "You never answered my question, why are you here?" He spoke again this time more bluntly voice harsh but strong. Snapping from your frozen state your eyes shot around at a frantic attempt to avoid eye contact.

"Well- erm-" You paused lifting an index finger nervously. "One moment please!" You breathed out stressfully, turning your back to the gator male.

With a sigh Montgomery crossed his arms. Mouth thinly lined in irritation. He was not in the mood for this. As you turned your back, he heard a faint hiss come from your system as your spine seemed to dislocate. reaching an arm into your stomach cavity it hissed again with a clank.

Turning back around slowly he noticed the green plate in your palm.

"It- uh- kinda got cold on my way here..." You spoke, tone laced with sadness as your (E/C) Hues averted to the floor.

He chuffed scoff, vermilion eyes rolling as he lifted a snarled lip.

"I don't know what you're doin' tryin' ta be all nice to me but I aint gonna be falling for your shenanigans." he growled lowly, a district hiss escaping his throat threateningly. Your ears coiled leaning closer to your skull as your eyes finally collided with his, boring into one another as if to assert some sort of dominance. "What are you trying to say?" You spoke, voice unwavering.

Montgomery bared his razored fangs as he rushed forwards. The once firm gaze the two of you held now fell, your system now overtaken with fright as his fanged mouth came closer to your face.

Instinctively raising your arms in defense, you flinched, green plate falling from your hand as an animalistic roar came from his throat.

Your eyes clenched shut harshly, jaw tense as you expected his jaw to come in contact with your smaller figure.

But nothing came...

"I thought I fucken told ya I didn't want ya in here!" He barked gripping the security bot's head harshly. You shifted, hands falling to your side.

He wasn't going after you...

"I- What?" You mumbled slightly as the bot was shoved from the room by the oversized gator. Your gears grinded as relief coursed through your wires.

The door closed with a scape as Montgomery turned towards your disassociated figure, staring at him mindlessly. The gator quirked a brow, raising a finger to lower his glasses into the bridge of his snout.

"S-so you weren't going after me?" You breathed gaining a hearty chuckle from the green mascot. Montgomery ran a gloved hand through his wine colored mohawk heaving a sigh and the shake of his head. "But- you rushed at me- you said something about shenanigans? -"

"No, I wasn't going after you, I was talking to the fuckin bot- they are always scouting shit." Montgomery stopped as he turned towards you again. "Wait, you thought I was going to hurt you?" An irritated growl escaped his throat followed with that same distinct hiss following close behind. "They-" he paused, slapping a hand to his side, tail slapping the floor harshly. "They told you about the Bonnie incident, didn't they? God damn it- I didn't hurt that fucking rabbit. He attacked me first!" He seethed pointing an accusing finger in your direction, rage swirling within his scarlet orbs. You stepped back; hands raised defensively head shaking, denning his accusations.

"I- Who's Bonnie?" You squeaked nervously. Montgomery's snout opened again to throw another accusation only to have the words caught in his throat. It was obvious as he stared into your vibrant (E/C) hues, you had no idea as to who Bonnie was.

Shit.

Your black plushed hands slowly fell as you stepped forwards, toward the gator, careful not to accidentally slip on the discarded plate of pizza that had fallen from your palm just moments ago. Montgomery rubbed a heavy palm under his star framed glasses.

Gingerly placing a hesitant hand on his shoulder, or what you could reach of it. Sliding his hands down his features he glanced down at your smaller form. "Would you like to talk it out? If not, it's alright." You spoke with such delicacy; you spoke to him with such calmness and an oddly caring tone a tine he had never really heard from anyone towards him, even though you had yet to correctly converse with him. So much for first impressions. And boy do they stick.

Montgomery heaved a sigh, anger subsiding into somewhat of embarrassment but agreeing none the less.

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The sound of running water surrounded the two of you as you leaned over the railing of his gator lift way, gazing onto the golf course beneath your feet.

The green and purple lights illuminated the rubber palm leaves that hung lowly within the dimly lit room.

Montgomery heaved a sigh as he glanced your way. "I'm sure you want an explanation for what I said earlier." He hummed softly as he leaned over the edge, hands laying limp as he did so. You glanced in the gator's direction as an indication you were listening, even though you had not asked for an explanation but if hearing his pain and being able to help him with his emotions would help, you were willing.

Montgomery breathed in with a hiss as he spoke. "The first few weeks I was brought into the pizza plex, there was a rabbit- bunny sorry." You nodded with a soft hum as if afraid to scare him off. "Him and Freddy were very close, as I grew closer to the bunny as well, he was a great guy but one day I invited him to play some mini golf. It had taken me longer than normal to get to my golf course here because of maintenance and such, but when I got here- all of my lights were off. I don't ever turn my lights off completely but when I got in here it was like a dark presence was looming over the area. I swear I could feel the things hot breath." He explained a violet gloved hand coming to rub the back of his neck as if feeling that same sensation again with a shiver as he continued hesitantly. "But when I walked in all I heard was a low animalistic rumble, with the hypnotizing but familiar glow of his eyes he lunged, I didn't want to hurt him, so I didn't fight back. When everything finally stopped, he was looming over me. Violet eyes glaring daggers into my disheveled body. I thought it was the end of me, but when morning came so did the employees. Officer Vanessa was the one to find me. After reviewing camera footage, they saw what had happened and Bonnie had been deconditioned and thrown away." His head dropped, once hard ruby hues now dull and strained at the memory of his lost friend, you lifted a reassuring hand to his back rubbing calming circles, his form slackened slightly as he turned a slight glance to your smaller figure. "Ever since then, I was repaired and given these claws, they were made for me to protect myself." His hands lifted, revealing the said claws that clenched harshly. "Ever since his deconditioning everyone pointed the blame to me, I am told daily by costumers that I will never be as good as he was. But when you were performing today, that smile and energy you had was immaculate it was enough to make this ol' gator smile, but I heard someone say something about you while we were performing, and I lost it." He paused glancing up at your vibrant neon hues. "When I looked in your direction during the performance, I wasn't looking at you, I was glaring at the teens next to you. I noticed how uncomfortable and anxious I made you so when everything was over, I stormed off, angry at myself for making you feel like that and here we are now..."

"It's alright." You said bluntly, gazing out onto the somewhat comforting paradise beneath the two of you, lifting from the railing you gave him a reassuring smile making his head snap into your direction snout nearly smacking you in the head. "I don't care what they say about me, I'm not here to impress some asshole teens with their heads up their ass and adults who scoff at my- our presence, I'm here to make people happy no matter the cost. Even if it costs me both my mental and physical health- erm- programing." You stated gaining a pat on the head from Montgomery who hummed in satisfaction.

"I like you kid, you're smarter than ya seem and that's pretty impressive for someone who has been here for only a week and had a single performance." You chuckled elbowing the gator in the side gaining a playful groan in response.

"Enough of this sappy shit, how about we go to the party room and get you something to eat eh?-" You paused suddenly eyes averting to the neon green plate below. Montgomery followed your line of sight seeing the somewhat squashed pieces of pizza on the carpeted floor. "Sure- The janitor bots will clean that up." He hummed leaning his star framed glasses down on the bridge of his nose before sending you a playful wink.

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FINALLY DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER WOOOOO

I would also like to say thank you all for the amazing support on this book like series, it has been amazing seeing how many enjoy my writing.

But sadly, I may have to go in Hiatus for a bit, my grandmother has grown deathly Ill and I have to bid her good-bye tomorrow morning. So, I may be uploading some ranted angst.

Requests are OPEN

[sunshineistyping]

Hello, Sunshine! I’ve been reading a lot of your work lately, and I admire your work so much! I’d really like it if you’d write my request that I’ve been holding my tongue for so long in your writing style.. I really like it, and I wish to read it soon, if you’d notice this!

My request may be very long, so I apologize for the long and kind of detailed request.

My request is either a platonic or romantic (most preferably platonic) gender neutral animatronic reader and the glamrocks, (especially Freddy!) (without sun/moondrop).

The scenario may be shocking situation.

The Glamrocks are in a state of distress looking for Y/N.. they’ve been missing and almost nowhere to be found.. especially Freddy who is quite worried while looking for them because of their bonded frienship over time.

As the Glamrocks continue to search for them, one of them, horrified, they find animatronic Y/N all mutilated, torn, looking crushed.. most likely it was not an accident.. they, as an animatronic, are severely wounded in their own way. Y/N is in great pain, as if they’re slowly dying, but they’re holding on through the pain for dear life while one of them calls for Freddy as all the Glamrocks finally found them somewhere deep in the Pizzaplex.

Important details I want to see down here!

- Y/N was looking for them (while injured), crying their names out loud in hope to finally see their animatronic friends, but they’ve struggled to move/walk because of injured legs. the other Glamrocks were the first to find them, and Freddy, the last when they finally called for him. ..

- The accident has something to do with Vanny. Maybe Y/N has been “caught” into some of their businesses, so they make a choice to decommission/“destroy” them. They’re left out there, holding on for life..

- I’d rather not see Y/N dying at the end, most likely severely injured, but alive and weak as an animatronic.. (I do imagine their voice box is almost nearly broken because, y’know. And it makes stuff whole lotta angsty, and with their broken and pained cries, yep.)

And uhm,, nice if you go deep in the angsty stuff and emotions shhehehehevdjsbs

SHEESH! That was LONG, SORRY!!!

But I was really excited to see it in your writing style, thank you SO MUCH if you’ve read this and planning to write it! I hope you notice this, maybe become friends!.. Have a nice day, goodbye! Hope to see this soon in the future!

(NOTE: if you’ve seen this PLEASE send me a message so that I’ll know! I’m open to messages! Any concerns can be answered through my messages <333)

– Amaris Rosalette 🐺🌹

Angst, Angst and a sprinkle of hope

Family

Pairings: The Entire SB Crew x GN!Animatronic!Reader

Au: None

Warnings: Injury/Harm, Semi-Graphic depictions of Injury, Angsty as Hell

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It was a blur, a painful and excruciating blur. What had started as an argument with Vanessa had turned into Vanny tearing you to shreds. You’d asked her not to touch the internal mainframe, the same web that all of you animatronics were connected to. She took it as an insult, or maybe she just hated that you found out. So she had other bots rip you to pieces. Your legs had been long since ripped away leaving a trail of oil, electronic parts, and various paints splattered to the ground. Your arms, although severely damaged just barely had enough strength to drag you across the floor. Your lower jaw was completely removed, your eyes weren’t focusing properly and your voice box had been knocked hard enough to almost dislodge it. You couldn’t scream, hell, you could barely talk. It didn’t stop you from trying though. The longer you leaked oil the lower your chances of survival and for the very first time, you felt afraid.

On the opposite end of the complex, the other animatronics had noticed your disappearance and immediately started searching. You always followed one of them like a lost puppy at all times, and you’d been gone for at least an hour by now. That wasn’t like you. So they all agreed to start their search. While Freddy checked the plaza, Monty would check the arcades. As Chica checked the shops, Roxanne would check the underground areas. Their search went on and on, calling for you. They screamed your name as loud as they possibly could, throwing things to the side in hopes of just seeing you out of power in some odd place. The seconds turned into minutes, the minutes began to turn into the first hour, and that was when dread set in. What happened? Where were you? At last, Roxanne heard a noise coming from a supply room in the basement, where all the storage boxes and such resided. She pushed open the door and finally, finally, she heard what she had been hoping to find.

“HeLp, A-A-anYOne, plEASe. FrEddy? FreDdy, ROxy! AnyOnE!” Your voice box was filtering out almost all your words, clearly malfunctioning and causing large amounts of static and hiccups in your speech pattern. The wolf raced towards the sound only to find you torn nearly in half. Oh god. Your chest cavity had been snapped open with all kinds of wires and oil spilling from the gaping hole. She was terrified of what she saw, immediately running to your side. She held you and watched your eyes light up with recognition, acknowledging she had seen you and that you’d be okay. Of course, she connected to the mainframe, sending messages out to everyone else about where you were. Asking them desperately to bring a mechanic, someone, anyone who could help. That only further stirred unease in the others who hadn’t seen you yet. Not only that, no, Roxy sounded panicked.

“You're okay, you're a tough one. You'll make it, just look at me. If I'm saying you can do it. You can. I know you can because I'm not a liar, not to you.” She tried her best to stay calm, talking to you in a steady voice and trying to pick up various scattered pieces of you. Honestly, she was just praying that you didn't die. The first to arrive was Monty who’d brought a metal box equipped with a charging port you could be placed in for easier transportation. As soon as he saw what had happened he grew angry, this couldn't have been an accident. There's no way you had an ‘accident’ and got spread into a billion oil-soaked pieces.

“M-M-mOnTY?”

“Hey, Hey, don't talk. I'm here now. Let's get you in the box okay? You'll feel better once you're in.” He was quiet. A tone so soft and so gentle it freaked Roxanne out. When was the last time Montgomery had been this gentle? She couldn't remember. So, she focused on grabbing the various salvageable parts she could instead. This included your damaged jaw, legs, and even parts of your torso. It made her sick to see you this way but what other choice did she have? The only way you would make it out of this alive is if you sat in the charging box until someone brought a mechanic. If you lost all your oil you'd completely shut off but that power cord would keep all your main necessities up and running. After the charging port was plugged into you they placed your body and all the various parts inside. You were in pain, yes, but this box was also keeping you alive. It helped dull the agonizing burn you felt all over. After a while, a worried Chica rushed in with a box of various gauze and patches. Though none of you are human, you used these materials to keep the oils and such inside of you.

After seeing you she immediately went to work patching up what she could. You remember laughing and calling her a ‘little medic’ a long time ago, you're suddenly thankful that she was. Yes, all of you were equipped with the knowledge of how to bandage children and others but only Chica could do it to her friends. She just had a knack for making you believe it wasn't as bad as it was. She barely spoke to you, trying her best to remain calm and keep as much oil as she could inside of you.

“You're gonna be fine, you'll be okay. Alright? You don't have to worry about a thing.”

“ChIcA, t-thaNk yOU.” You all knew it was a matter of minutes until you shut down, and then you'd be on life support. It could only keep you running for a half-hour at most. You had a half hour to be stabilized and that was it. While Chica was working her hardest she was only buying minutes, though those minutes would help. At last in came Freddy and the mechanic who was set to work on you, a young woman you never learned the name of who very quickly panicked upon seeing the number of damages. Of course, your first thought wasn't to talk with her. It was Freddy.

“Fre-E-DdY? FREd-Dy? FreddY,” you called out for him. While you were close to everyone here. You placed Freddy on an ever so slightly higher pedestal. He felt like a father to you. So of course your muddled mind associated him as a guardian. The first person your dazed brain could fully understand was going to protect you.

“I'm here now, don't worry. You don't have to worry about anything. You’ll be okay, you'll do fine Superstar.” He held your hand gently as everyone pitched in to lift the box and bring you to maintenance while you were still conscious. You didn't talk once you finally did arrive, trying your hardest to stay awake and processing. It was a struggle but it was working. Though it didn't stop the panic you felt when your eyes completely shut down. You couldn't see anymore as they snapped shut. They refused to open, of course, Freddy noticed your panic. He gave your hand a tighter squeeze as he kept talking to relax you.

“You're gonna be okay, you don't have to worry anymore. I'm here, I'm here and nothing bad will happen. You have to relax, okay? You'll make it. Don't be scared. I'll protect you.” You relaxed until eventually entering rest mode. Though the mechanic had managed to stabilize you, it would take countless hours of work to put you back together. While Freddy cared about you and worried the most out of everyone he also blamed himself. He blamed himself because he didn’t know who else to blame. It was his job to protect you and he failed. He failed you, he failed himself, he couldn’t even be the first one to find you. You were on death's doorstep because he wasn’t careful. You were close to death because he didn’t watch you. He was upset, he was angry. He was pissed. While Freddy didn't have more than one mean bone in his entire body, he suddenly developed a new one. One for people who decided to hurt you. It didn’t matter how long it would take, it didn’t matter what sacrifices would have to be made. He would not only find who hurt you. He’d bring them hell.

The others all felt similar, all shaken by what they’d seen and experienced. They hadn’t heard your desperate cries for at least an hour. How long had you been begging for someone, anyone to save you. How long had you been dragging yourself across the floor in hopes of someone seeing the oil and following it? Why couldn’t they have protected you? Would you even make it? You were stable now but would you remain that way? Was there unfixable damage? There wasn’t anything else they could do. So they all began to feel their emotions boil over. A wave of anger, a rage, an unfathomable amount of grief, and beyond all of that was guilt. A pang of guilt that could only be fixed with the destruction of whoever had hurt you. As if everyone else had felt the same as Freddy, the crew looked around at each other. They knew what Freddy was thinking. They knew what everyone felt. So they all looked to the main singer for his view on what to do next. There was no shock when he said to find who hurt you. It was a simple concept really.

You were family, nobody touches their family.

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[elliebean714]

☆What I write☆~

I write character x character, character x oc and character x reader.

♡Romantic♡, ◇Platonic◇, whatever.

Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Yandere, Poly Relationships, Character Reactions, Character Diary Entries, Light Nsfw, My Oc's, Female, Gender Neutral And Male Readers/Characters/Oc's

♡Gay♡ and ☆Not Gay☆

Headcanons, fics, one-shots, maybe Au's....

Fandoms I write for. (It's all games. I'm not sorry.)

Until Dawn~

Josh Washington

Chris Hartley

Ashley Brown

Sam Giddings

Mike Munroe

Jess Riley

Emily Davis

Matt Taylor

Beth Washington

Hannah Washington

The Quarry~

Jacob Custos

Emma Mountebank

Nick Furcillo

Abigail Blyg

Max Brinly

Laura Kearney

Kaitlyn Ka

Dylan Lenivy

Ryan Erzhalher

Travis Hackett

Chris Hackett

Bobby Hackett

Life is Strange~

Season 1~

Max Caulfield

Chloe Price

Warren Graham

Nathan Prescott

Victoria Chase

Kate Marsh

Mark Jefferson

Before The Storm~

Chloe Price

Rachel Amber

Steph Gingrich

Nathan Prescott

Samantha Myers

Season 2~

Sean Diaz

Daniel Diaz

Cassidy

Finn

True colours~

Alex Chen

Steph Gingrich

Ryan Lucan

Gabe Chen

Charlotte Harmon

Jason Pike

Five Nights at Freddy's~

FNaF 1 ~

Bonnie

Freddy

Chica

Foxy

Golden Freddy

FNaF 2~

Toy Bonnie

Toy Freddy

Toy Chica

Marionette

Mangle

Withered Bonnie

Withered Freddy

Withered Chica

Withered Foxy

FNaF 3~

Springtrap

FNaF Sister Location~

Circus Baby

Ballora

Funtime Freddy/Bon Bon

Funtime Foxy

Ennerd

Lolbit

FNaF Pizzeria Simulator~

Lefty

FNaF Security Breach~

Gregory

Glamrock Freddy

Montgomery Gator

Glamrock Chica

Roxanne Wolf

Sundrop

Moondrop

Vanny

Vannessa

Misc.~

William Afton

Michael Afton

Henry Emily

Note~ Unless specifically requested otherwise all animatronics will not have the children's souls inside them, if you want the soul inside the animatronic it will automatically be platonic (Springtrap is the exception)♡

Bioshock~

Bioshock 1~

Jack Wynand

Atlas

Frank Fontaine

Bridget Tenenbaum

The Little Sisters

The Big Daddies

Bioshock 2~

Subject Delta

Augustus Sinclair

Eleanor Lamb

Sophia Lamb

Grace Holloway

Stanley Poole

Gil Alexander

Mark Meltzer

The Big Sisters

Bioshock Infinite~

Elizabeth Comstalk

Booker DeWitt

Songbird

The Walking Dead: Telltale~

Season 1~

Lee Everett

Clementine

Kenny

Lily

Carley

Doug

Mark

Ben Paul

Christa

Omid

Season 2~

Clementine

Luke

Nick

Sarah

Kenny

Season 3~

Javi Garcia

Kate Garcia

Gabe Garcia

Clementine

Tripp

Jesus

Season 4~

Clementine

Violet

Louis

Mitch

AJ

Tenn

James

Lily

Minerva

Detroit: Become Human~

Connor

Hank

Kara

Alice

Luther

Ralph

Marcus

North

Simon

Josh

The Last Of Us~

Part 1~

Ellie

Joel

Tommy

Henry

Sam

Marlene

Riley

Part 2~

Ellie

Joel

Dina

Jesse

Tommy

Abby

Owen

Lev

Yara

Uncharted~

Drake's Fortune~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Among Thieves~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Chloe Frazer

Harry Flynn

Drake's Deception~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Chloe Frazer

Talbot

A Thieves End~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Sam Drake

Rafe Adler

Nadine Ross

Death Stranding~

Sam Porter Bridges

Higgs Monaghan

Fragile

Amelie Strand

Dr Heartman

Mama

Lockne

Deadman

Die-Hardman

Clifford Unger

Doki Doki Literature Club~

Monika

Sayori

Yuri

Natsuki

Obey Me!~

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Barbatos

Luke

Simeon

Solomon

Thirteen

☆Overall Note☆~ All Under 18 Characters Will Be Platonic, Unless Shipped With A Character/Oc Of The Same Age.♡

♡Protect the Children♡

◇What I won't write◇~

Heavy Nsfw

Non-Con/ Dub-Con

Pedophilia

Insest

Self Harm

Suicide

Big Age-Gap Relationships

Other people's oc's

Cheating (Except Comfort)

Send Requests, I'm Depressed💐

[milktea067]

I have another request! Sorry if I’m bothering you but can I request Moondrop x animatronic reader where he finds them disassembled because of Vanny? Romantic please! (Too much comfort and good vibes, it’s time for some ANGST >:)

Of course! Sorry I’ve been gone, going thru some stuff lol

Moondrop x animatronic reader gender neutral!

Warnings:Mentions of reader death, mentions of fear, mentions of anger (this is rlly dark and sad so please don’t read if you’re uncomfortable)

ANGST

Not proofread very well!

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You had been gone for a while, he was beginning to worry.

“Just going for a routine maintenance check! I’ll be back before you know it!”

That was the last thing you had said before going off with one of the security guards. Usually maintenance checks don’t last this long, you had left right after closing, and it had been four hours.

He was getting restless, but what could he do? If you had problems that needed some time to fix, that was that, but something was bugging him, he couldn’t shake it. After a while he left the daycare, walking around the megaplex and calling out for you.

Where were you? Were you alright? He couldn’t stand being away from you any longer, he wanted you in his arms. He wanted to talk with you like he always did, he wanted to hold you and listen to you talk about your day.

You two had been close ever since you were installed in the pizzaplex, immediately clicking. You were inseparable when you had time to be near each other, so your sudden disappearance was unsettling him.

“Y/n? Y/n! Where are you!” He called, nearing the employees only area. He had checked everywhere else but here, thinking that maybe you had been finished a while ago and you were just turned off, or maybe charging was taking longer than usual.

Pushing open the door, he looked around. There were so many rooms and corridors, he didn’t know where to check first. They were all maintenance rooms, for different things. Making his way down the hall and to the first door he opened it.

“Y/n? Are you in here..?” He said, scanning the area before determining that you weren’t in this room.

For some reason, he had a feeling. A feeling this wasn’t gonna end well. He tried to brush it off as just paranoia, but for some reason he just couldn’t.

Continuing down the corridor, he eventually made it to the second room, and then the third, the forth, the fifth, you were in none of them.

This was setting off major red flags in moondrop’s mind, why you ask? Because the sixth and final room wasn’t for maintenance, but for disassembling. That room at the end of the hallway, the one that made fear rise to his mind, was a room specifically made for tearing animatronics apart.

With each step, he silently prayed he wouldn’t find you in there when he pushed open the door. The closer he got the worse he felt. He didn’t want to see you like that, his partner, in shambles, pieces of them everywhere.

Unfortunately, that’s exactly what he found.

Pushing open the door, his metal body went still. Before him was you, laying on a cold, metal table, body in busted and broken pieces. Your signature outfit ripped off of you and in shreds, frayed wires sticking out of every crack in your metal body casing.

It made the robot want to vomit, cry, but unfortunately that wasn’t physically possible.

He fell to his knees, hands shaking as he stared ahead at your destroyed, broken body. Whoever did this had such rage, such anger, but why? Why you? You were always so sweet and caring, so kind to the kids who played with you in the daycare. You had never hurt anyone, never had an incident report, unlike him.

That got him thinking, how could you love someone like him? Someone with so many reports of violence against the children, someone who only came out in the dark, someone as vile as he thought he was.

No one would ever love him the way you did, and he would never love anyone the way he loved you. He would be forever alone.

Letting out a tearless sob, he made his way over to you, holding your broken body against his chest as he sobbed and screamed in unexplainable grief and agony. He couldn’t bare the thought of losing you, but now he had to live it.

What were you thinking in your last moments, did you scream for him to save you? Were you scared? Did you cry? Did you beg and plead for him to come to your rescue? He would never know.

One thing he did know however, as he cried and held onto your lifeless form, was that he would find whoever did this to you. He didn’t care how long it took, he didn’t care if he himself ended up getting disassembled for the damage he would definitely cause during his rage fueled rampage, all he cared about was finding the monster who took you away from him.

And tearing them to shreds.

[drowninginblox]

No thoughts, only

FNAF fanfic plots/story starters:

X reader:

Moon and sun x reader where the reader is a daycare attendant/ personal engineer. The main plot would be the conflict of the pair potentially being separated from each other Sun makes a big mistake. I’m thinking angst and hurt/comfort on all sides.

Chica x Female reader (yeah I can’t see this girl in a heterosexual relationship, she gives off bimbo bi energy but she leans toward the gayer side of the bi spectrum) this reader is a waitress/ concessions worker. She’s only here to pay off some aspects of college (yes this is a college aged reader). She is textbook smart. Very soft spoken. Knows when to stand up for herself but is often overshadowed because of how quiet she is. She gets hit on by male coworkers, customers, and Monty sometimes. Chica always comes to her aid when she needs it tho. One day someone assaults the reader, giving her a black eye, making Chica go ham before comforting the reader. From there a friendship then romance blooms.

Freddy x Non-binary reader where the reader is in late teens/early 20s. I’m thinking they’re growing out of their scene phase and coming into their own. Lots of uncertainty of who they are. Freddy takes it upon himself to act as a form of support for them since it’s apart of their programming. But programming morphs into something more over time.

Monty x gender neutral reader (Because Montys appeal is larger than his temper) where the reader is too tired to deal with Monty’s shit all the time. The reader is the eldest of 6 siblings. Knowing their place in their house they go to a trade school for engineering and get a job that pays them the best as soon as they get their certification. That job being Montgomery Gators on hand engineer. They do some research, realize when their putting up against and take this gator by the jaws to ge that pay check. This reader comes with a TW for suicidal idealization in their past and struggling with depression, anxiety tied with their worth, and lingering suicidal thoughts. Lots of hurt/comfort potential here yall. To balance out the engagement I’m thinking coworkers as comedy relief along with a sarcasm/spite based relationship with Monty.

Character x character

Roxy x Chica FOR THE GAYSSSS!!! Ima be honest my mind is saying Roxy and Chica learn about pride month (separately) and slowly come to terms with their genders then sexualities. Like one of them see a lesbian couple for the first time and try to comprehend what that is and if they don’t understand they ask. Through interactions like that one they understand and internalize and process all the while hanging out with each other and other members of the band. They may bring it up to each other but I personally silent realizations in story’s (personal preference tho you do you). This is a great way to share headcanons and diversify so do what you want to these ladies lol. I honestly see Chica as a Cisgendered Bisexual while Roxanne is either a He/him Lesbian or a Bisexual mess. Is all up to you but I do recommend for the relationship itself to be fluffy as hell. Slow burn this shit.

Vanny/Vanessa x male reader (because straight men) this had a lot of joke fic potential as well as a serious romance. Both options must feed off of the “I can fix them!” Mindset tho. The reader finds out that Vanessa is Vanny and is doing everything in their power to protect the kids and patrons of the pizzaplex. This can go alot of ways but for the serious route I’m thinking the reader legit corners Vanessa after finding out the therapy shit she’s been through and it’s piecing together that maybe someone is black mailing her into this rather than her being literally controlled. The Who altercation would be “you can stay at my place if you’re not safe, I can set you up with my therapist, we can go to the police.” And her just being overwhelmed at the kindness this guy is extending her, knowing that by associating with her he is in danger. Someone give me this shit!!

Freddy x Monty after hours at Freddy Fazbears PizzaPlex are mostly boring but after Bonnie’s decommissioning, Freddy grew more reserved. Missing warmups, then shows altogether, not talking to guests or the other animatronics (only to staff when need be), he’s not charging himself as often as he should, everyone’s worried. The animatronics overheard the staff bots taking about the staff pondering the idea of replacing Freddy all together. With nothing left to do and chica and Roxane already trying to get Freddy back in here, Monty is convinced to step up and talk to Freddy. The rest is up to you :) there is potential to intermix Bonnie x Freddy content along with Monty x Freddy content you never know.

Moon and sun x Monty look- okay! Just let me be happy with a my depresso expresso and sunshine cookie! Anyways- sun has never been outside the daycare, only moon has for patrols. Up until now, Sun’s always though that he was limited to the daycare via his programming. However, this is proven wrong when his daycare assistant (oc or reader insert) looks/ alters his programming while trying to fix a sudden lockup of one of his joints. With this information acquired, sun gains the courage to wonder the pizza plex at night, much to moon’s worry/dismay. After bumping to many a security bots/ mop bots he wonders around the “dressing rooms” seeing Monty fuming after “another day of being ignored”. Sunny takes it upon himself to cheer him up, and.. the rest is up to you.

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Request rules

(Minors pls dni with nsfw content!)

🟣 Characters I will write for:

Canon:

William Afton/Dave Miller

Michael Afton

Vanessa/Vanny

Henry Emily

Phone Guy

Jeremy Fitzgerald

Springtrap (maybe)

Blueycapsules:

William Afton/Dave Miller

Michael Afton*

Jeremy Fitzgerald*

Joan Madruga*

Chauncey Bohner-Focker

🟣 Things I will write:

character x reader (female reader, male reader, and gender neutral reader)

platonic or romantic relationships

fluff, angst with a happy ending, smut (with pretty much any kinks but what is listed below)

one shots, multi parts, drabbles and headcanons

🟣 What I will NOT write:

No animatronics or minors. Currently the only animatronic I’m allowing is Springtrap maybe but only because he’s possessed by an adult.

I won’t write readers that are a specific race, because as a white woman I don’t want to portray it poorly, but I will keep my reader characters as ambiguous as possible so everyone can hopefully feel included and they won’t seem white-centric.

Fem characters = she/her, masc characters = he/him, gender neutral = they/them. These are the defaults I’ll use but if you have requests for different pronouns used with one of these let me know.

In nsfw unless specified fem reader will have a vagina, masc will have a penis, and gender neutral will have unspecified genitals. Once again let me know if you want something specific.

No nsfw of Blueycapsules characters

No ab*se, r*pe, p*dophilia, inc*st, gr**ming, c*nnibalism or g*re

I’m fine with most kinks but they need to be consensual. Also no ddlg, raceplay, scat, piss, vore, or anything like that

🟣 Extra notes:

I’m pretty busy with school and such so be patient if you request please

I’ll try to fit your specifications as much as I can, but please understand if I’m not comfortable with a request

Lastly feel free to just ramble in my inbox or submit your own thoughts (or thots) on the characters if you like!

* Blueycapsules Michael and Jeremy will only be written with masc or gn readers if it’s a romantic request, and Joan will only be written with fem or gn readers if it’s a romantic request.

💜 Thanks for reading! 💜

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Hi. If your requests are still open, is it possible to have some self care headcannons with glitchtrap and a gender neutral reader ? One day I dreamed he had a bathrobe and preferred to relax than doing anything else and now I'm soft for him.

(Hey I just want to apologize to you and the other person in my inbox for taking 4 months to respond. I wasn't really doing well in the past before making this blog but I'm ready to start doing this again to help my creativity!!)

Also to make this blog more aesthetic I'm going to be linking songs that fit the request.

Glitchtrap x gender neutral! reader headcanons

Let me just say this dude's a fucking flirter.

Like oh my god how I pray for you.

Being a remnant/aspect of William Afton and a literal mix of codes that have never been in the real world before, he doesn't always understand the social ramifications of his actions

Luckily you were able to make him swear off murder unless of an emergency OR if they were a terrible person (and even then it was a VERY STRONG or)

Regardless of his rebellious nature and devil-may-care attitude (which if we're being real you find very attractive), he would do anything for you!

If he ever gets a physical body, he loves holding you. Mostly because of how warm you are.

He will never admit it but he lives for a domestic life with you.

Cooking is something you both like to learn (Likes sweets a lot so if you want him to love you even more bake BAKE BAKE).

Regarding the bathrobe comment, I think Malhare is VERY adamant about self-care.

Think face mask with cucumber after a good shower.

(Side note he uses fur shampoo because he is technically a bunny and likes lavender scent the most)

He really likes reality TV shows, specifically Dance Moms blame Vanny for that one. 

It usually comes on when you two cuddle!

He likes being the big spoon because it means he can carry you.