Hiya, folks! My name is Lee (she/they) and I’m 23. Welcome to my (primarily) fnaf blog.
Requests are CLOSED
Below the cut is: masterlists, reminders and request rules.
Masterlists
William Afton
Michael Afton
Henry Emily
Tanner Grayson
Hallowe’en Event 2023
Remember
This is an 18+ blog . I check all interaction and will block anyone without an age visible on their blog, I don't want minors on my blog.
Some of my fics contain violent and dark subject matter, I always tag appropriately, so please read them and remember that you're responsible for what you read.
Also, apparently now I have to say this. I explicitly do NOT consent to having my work posted, translated or fed through any AI. Now I have to add don't fucking book bind it either.
I have the right to delete requests at my discretion, some just aren't for me and no offense is meant.
I'm from the North of England, which means I'm on BST and GMT.
Harassers and non-constructive critics will probably be blocked, I'm too old for that shite.
Request rules.
I will write...
Female or gn reader (request what you like)
Kink requests.
Dark themes, things like kidnapping, violence, stalking, cnc, predator/prey dynamics and possessiveness.
I won't write...
Pregnancy and pregnant reader. I cannot stress this one enough, I’m just really not comfortable with it and reqs with this theme will be deleted.
Paedophilia, incest, animal abuse.
Dirty kinks (shit, piss, feet etc.)
Thank you very much!!!
credit to @saradika and @cafekitsune for dividers and the like x
I’m not sure if you’re taking requests atm but I would love to request William Afton clicker training the reader 🫣 😳
omgggg this has me drooling at the thought of it fr!
especially with his sweet little employee, he could tell after just your first day on the job how much it means to you to please your customers and make them happy.
so, it started innocently. it started with a soft pat on the back or a low “good girl,” in your ear whenever you did something good, like restocking the toys at the prize counter, or cleaning up a soda some little kid spilled and getting them a new one without him asking you to.
he could see it. he could see the way you’d try to hide your bashful face while your cheeks dust rose-pink. he knew you lived for this.
so, soon he started to take it to the next level.
“perfect.” click.
“great job, princess.” click.
“atta girl.” click.
you were confused by the sound at first, you can’t lie. you thought maybe it was in your head, or one of the animatronics ticking at coincidentally the same time. you don’t know.
what you do know, is that you’ve been associating this strange clicking sound with each one of his quaint praises. he has you wrapped around his finger. his dumb little girl.
soon, after your relationship kicks off, you can hear it at more convenient times.
when you’re wrapping your soft lips around his tip under his desk, and you do this thing where you suckle on it for a moment before taking it deeper, click!
or when he takes you by the hair and pulls you down to where your nose rubs the stubble on his pelvis and you’re gagging, click!
or — most importantly — when his fingers are playing with your weeping pussy and your back starts to arch, plush thighs shaking around his wrist (or his head), and your moans start getting higher, and higher…
“ahh— will, I-I’m close, please—!”
click!
and with each new twitch and spasm of your body as the coil in your core grows tighter, and tighter, you hear it. click, click click click!
until you’re finally pushed over the edge.
william will never admit it to you, but training you has proven to be extremely helpful.
especially in situations where he’s had a long week running the restaurant, and all he wants to do on a friday night is make his baby feel so good that she can’t take it anymore, drawing orgasm and orgasm from you nonstop, any way he can, until beads of sweat roll down your temples as you flail underneath him, overstimulated.
“come on, just one more.” he’s encourages in whispers to you, “i know you can do it.”
you cry, “I can’t!”
you’re so, so close again, but your body won’t give in. teetering on the edge of pain and pleasure, you grind down against him, chasing your own teasing release.
“yes, you can,” he urges.
click!
your whole body twitches at the sound.
click, click, click!
slow, daunting, until you finally crest over, juices spurting all over him with a loud sob.
but it’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen, and it was worth the patience of the training.
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
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