𑣲⋆ getting closer with springtrap. literally. ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა
cw: femreader!! short drabble cus i love my mann.. springtrap is involved obviously so he is a bit yucky and i like describing that and admiring his natural rot..imsorry im such a freak 4 him.. aka i describe some blood n guts but nothing insane imo, but be warned!!! reader wants to be all up in them studying them. he/they used on springtrap. this was written at 1am sorry. . springtrap doesnt follow strict anatomy rules idk just use ur imagination. touch starved springtrap for sure. he’s lowkey ur shitty situationship that sends mixed signals girl run. springtrap is like definitely ooc but if i cared i wouldnt be here 11 nearly 12 years strong ok Springtrap jail is forever.. oh and reader calls springtrap william 🥹. HE CALLS YOU SWEET GIRL!!!!!!!!
imagine sitting up on the desk so you can almost meet at an eye to eye level with them. they stand between your legs and tilt down ever so slightly, you bring your hands up to the mascot head, the dim eyes inside buzzing with dim light in the stuffy office. the desk fan hummed quietly as you traced the gash over their left eye socket. your index finger dived ever so slightly into the space, feeling the edge with the pad of your finger before you leaned away.
the glittery eyes inside the mascot head hid the dull, glassy ones behind. his right top ear joint straightened, you always wondered how he did that. “you never let me get this close.” you hum, glancing at his uneven eyes. “does the william afton like having his head rubbed after a long day?” a small, annoyed huff comes from in front of you.
“i was sick of your begging, sweet girl.” springtrap spoke, nudging their head upward. “your incessant, whining, irritating begging.” they hissed. your hands reached lower now, gently guiding their head back down into your arms. they groaned, but you just pulled them even closer, causing them to stumble forward and have their hands on the table next to your hips.
he hesitated, his joints creaking as he adjusted his stance, looking down at you once more. “is that not enough for you? you’re quite greedy.” he teases, shifting his weight onto his right side. his jaw slightly offset itself, and his ears shifted and leaned to the side. “you’ll break me if you aren’t careful.” he chirped, his graveling voice muddying your mind.
you put your hands on their upper torso, examining the tears and rips in their ragged fur. you just shrug in response. “will,” you start. “can you feel this?” you asked, rubbing your hands up and down slightly before you slipped them up to his shoulders. “you can feel it, that’s why you lean into it, right?”
they straighten again, your hands don’t move. their sockets bore into yours, his glowing dots zipping on and off. “..i guess you could say it like that. yes, i do.” they grunted. you didn’t feel like questioning how.
you moved to their arms instead, your hands finding theirs. their hard metal fingers felt unnatural against your own, the pointed tips poking into your skin. you just smiled. “such a cute bunny.” you giggled, his ears flopped down, then swerving upward again.
the dried blood on their suit never bothered you. the only time their blood bothered you was when they sat down too fast with you once. then, you heard a small hiss before feeling something warm pouring down your side slowly. you didn’t question it, but it did turn out to somehow be fresh blood of theirs. you had no clue how, and you never wanted to find out.
you both decided to never talk about it.
but now, you’d grown used to him. his features and all. in fact, he fascinated you now more than ever. you didn’t question it when you heard the slightest bit of a struggling heartbeat for two seconds, or the sound of a strained breath. you just sat and admired, maybe even jotted a few notes.
he was certainly self absorbed, allowing you to ask most questions about the suits. sometimes, he pretended to just… not hear certain ones, or grant them with a response.
he was so fascinating, wasn’t he?
mmm sorry if this gets lazy hhnnhehhh its late and i need to go to bed and. i tend to let my drabbles run on for too long i hope this didnt happen or its not awful to read eek
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