you are my mona lisa

you are a masterpiece.

[reinersluvrr]

welcome to the Louvre!

pariss. she/they. 21

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[dankxsinatra]

[wiggie-stuff]

Yeah so.. The new chapter was something.

Lol

[knifetheloserboy-deactivated202]

reblog if you want anons telling you who they ship you with

[tirajpg]

some sketches

[starplatinumsgloopian]

I give yall this old drawin i did of Monty from fnaf cuz he’s a kewl gator n.. YEYAHHHHH😼😼

[edgybear]

Yuri?

Chica can pick her up easily because I said so 👀

[notthwashere]

Gregory of the day is

huh? whuh? what's on the floor?

ref

[asadordecalamares]

Why did the chicken crossed the road?

I have a ton of drawings i haven't posted here, since I deleted instagram (for the sake of my sanity, 7 FUCKING HOURS WATCHING REELS??) I might as well post the drawings i posted in my stories here!!!

[dumpofmydoodles]

"I do not want to."

"I don't think you have a choice anymore."

My headcanon is that Glamrock Freddy and Chica (and probably Bonnie, when he was around) still remember the 80s. Because Fazbear Entertainment wanted to cut corners and recycled their old coding and memory files.

They've trauma bonded :)

[reinersluvrr]

SCOTT CAWTHONNN GIVE US SECURITY BREACH 2 AND MY LIFE IS YOURS 🙏🏻

[himbo-in-limbo]

Been busy working on comms to post much but here’s a acnh screenshot I took and drew cap over it for funsies!

[rhythlart]

Reiner and Armin's favorite sport is blaming themselves for everything.

(Inspired by Sascha Schneider's painting of Judas)

[tojisteddy]

Suguru, who’s notorious for breaking up with people, stays when you’re not in the mood.

He goes through relationships like quick as lightning. He’ll be with one girl and then the next time Shiu will see him a week later it’s a different girl.

He’ll break up over something mundane, ‘they ate weird’ or ‘she didn’t like museums’, ‘too prissy’ or ‘they were too clingy’

But then there was you. Who didn’t ask for much of his time, always happy to see him, always ready to eat even if it’s a snack, dont blow up his phone asking where he is but will send a random meme out of the blue, have that ‘you’re fuckin annoying’ delectable look when he does some bullshit you’re quick to call out that he just adores— wait this different. Very different.

But he ignored it at first. Ignored the nights he was itching to get off to run back home back to you. To hear that giggle as you both drank and talked about your childhood or work stories or the music you loved. Tonight was the same, getting lost in each others eyes till you were molding your lips together, slow. Your hand in between his jet black locks, his hands on your hips pulling you you closer, closer—

You gently pulled away, rapidly blinking, “Sorry,” you pant, “I don’t think I can today.”

Oh.

Well that’s different.

There was an awkward pause, a look in your eyes he can’t read before you get off the couch. Grabbing your phone from the coffee table, your bag that you slung over the arm chair not to far away.

“Where you going?” Suguru asks, as if he doesn’t know the routine. As if this predicament was new for him. Has he kicked a fair share amount of people out of his place for not wanting to fuck? It’s almost habitual. But this makes his stomach drop, the thought of you leaving right now.

“Home, it’s okay. Really,” you breathe out a laugh, “I’m used to it.” You shrug, sliding on your jacket. You were just another person in his orbit, which you were okay with.

You’ve never been first pick, not third either. Just- you’re just you. Coming in last was natural for you, you didn’t mind being the toss away if it meant being a good fuck. Well, it’s how you felt till you really started hanging out with Suguru, how caring he was. How thoughtful and passionate he was about his art that left him with many late nights and early morning, on calls with you, yapping about nothing just so he could hear your voice.

You’d felt special, something better than what you’d ever hope to be— and it made your stomach turn. Both in a good and bad way.

The more your heart raced, the more you couldn’t hide the shy smile on your face— you needed a break away from him. And with that lost look on his face, you shouldn’t have come in the first place.

But there’s a single moment, it surprises the both of you, his hand catching your hand as you step into the entryway to put on your jacket. “Stay,” he blinks, mind running a mile a minute. “Just for a cup of tea. I got the lavender one you’d suggested if you’d like. We could try it- er- I could try it, but we could have it together.”

It’s the softness in his tone, the longing in his eyes that’s filled with compassion, an ache for a bit of mindless peace— to be cozy with you. How could you say no?

The awkward moments of the kettle being turned on, grabbing the tea from the pantry, turn into minutes, comfortable silence and little conversation about craving cake, the plants— anything. little glances that have your cheeks blooming heat under your skin, the jazz played and a candle lit, cuddled in the dim living room against each other, fingers brushing against each other as you grab your mugs, phones lost for hours, enjoying each other company more than you should have, as if lost into the deep hidden oasis just for the two of you.

a/n: I listened to Tea for Two by Blossom Dearie

[bunnyuser]

Big boy Reiner overstimulating himself just so you can use him

─ ˚₊⊹ᰔ Overstimulation, breeding, rei has a big dick!

“That’s it baby…ride your dick it’s all–fuck! It’s all yours…” he grunted weakly, big hands gripping your waist as if that’ll help him not roll his eyes to the back of his skull.

For the past hour you’ve riding him like he’s your own personal dildo.

Was this what he envisioned when you asked if he can help you destress? Hell no. Was he complaining? Hell no.

“You’re so big baby, can feel you in my tummy…” you sighed out as you kept bouncing, falling in love with the way his fat tip kept hitting that spot just right. The outline of his bulge rutting into you just turned on you even more.

You could only see the white parts of Reiner’s eyes as he tried his best to keep going for you. He already came from a quick, low effort blowjob beforehand. (Can you blame him? He’s really been missing you lately) and despite the fact that his dick felt raw, the feel of your cunt squeezing and clenching onto him, your juices leaking down to his balls and onto the soaked sheets, made his dick rise up again. He fucking loved being used by you.

“Fuck fuck fuck! M’cumming Rei!” your cunt spasms around him again and he couldn’t help but let out a deep, guttural moan from his hoarse throat as he gripped your hips while also gripping the sheets.

“A-ahh ohh fuck!” strings of moans filled the room as Reiner filled you up for the third time again. His hips were bucking into you, his face was flushed red with sweat coating his forehead and—was he crying?

Despite big boy being heavily spent from those, his load of cum remained as thick as ever. Guess those breeder balls never run out.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ — Clearing my drafts out. Too lazy 2 go and pickup my laptop at the store… (◞‸◟；)

[snappl3]

Little messy comic of mike Greg and Fred

Edit: I guess I should give context, the guy holding Greg is my au of Michael

[beautynbraun]

Not my usual content but I’ve been heavy into FNAF/FNAF: Security Breach lately and I’m obsessed with Glamrock Freddy so here <3

Word count: 2.4k

Grad!reader, nothing but the sweetest fluff, Freddy is a big soft teddy bear for you

In my opinion, Glamrock Freddy is the best at remembering names and faces out of the group. Not just because he’s the face of the Mega Pizzaplex and Fazbear Entertainment, but he’s so social and friendly that it became a habit.

So imagine how happy he is when he has regulars that keep coming back to see him over time. He’s great with adults and kids as is, but you happen to be his favorite. You’ve been to the Pizzaplex several times over the years for family friends and their children's birthday parties, but the 7-foot animatronic bear was always your favorite part about going.

By now, he knows your name, your age, your interests and a little about your family. His ears wiggle with excitement every time he recognizes you within the building, and the almost cartoony wave he does always makes you laugh and say hi. He was almost goofy in a way, but it was so incredibly endearing that it kept you coming back whenever you had the excuse chance to.

You were one of the few customers that actually built a bond with him, not just pay to watch his performances or wait for photos. You treated him as if he was.. human, not just a bunch of wires and advanced programming to entertain the public. His circuits warm up any moment his eyes landed on you, sometimes causing him to end up in parts and services for a checkup when he would overheat. It drives the technicians nuts when they can't find anything out of the ordinary.

But he can’t help it, not when you always smile so brightly and chat so freely with him about your days. After a few months go by without seeing you, he starts to worry that something happened to you. Where did you go? Were you sick or injured? Did you get tired of the Pizzaplex and decide to stop coming altogether?

Did you get tired of him?

The rest of the band had to deal with his moping for a while, with the occasional teasing from Monty and Chica having to tell him to leave Freddy alone. How did their bandmate get so attached to a guest, let alone an adult one? Yes, they were all programmed to acclimate with customers during the day, but this was totally different. They all knew about you already, so it didn't take them long to figure out who had their leader's wires in a twist when you went MIA.

Finally, on a cold wintery day in December, you walk through the familiar front doors and into the lobby. You just finished with college a few months early, and you were on a mission to tell your favorite bear all about it. Things had gotten so busy on your end that you didn’t have time to stop by for a while, but now you were finally free to do as you pleased while searching for jobs.

It was near the end of the day, so all the kids and their families were starting to go home. The smell of pizza and soda lingers behind as you make your way towards Rockstar Row. If you remembered right, the group should’ve had their final concert for the day about 10 minutes ago.

As you walk by Monty's room, you can see a flash of green perk up in the corner of your eye, followed by a boisterous laugh.

"Ay, there you are, [name]! Where ya been, kiddo?"

Your head turns to find the gator casually leaning against his door with his arms crossed, head tilted down to reveal amused ruby red eyes behind his sunglasses. It wasn't long before Roxy and Chica peek out from their rooms too, clearly surprised by your reappearance.

"[Name]! [Name]! It's been too long, where did you go? We all missed you!" The chicken chirps with an excited wave, meanwhile Roxy huffs with a roll of her eyes.

"Freddy's been pouting a lot ever since you disappeared outta thin air. Can you please help him get a grip before we start getting complaints?"

You snicker from the wolf's comments, nodding your head. She means well and you know it, even under that silver tongue of hers.

"I'll catch up with you guys later. A lot's happened since I last came here."

Reaching the door with Freddy’s face on it, you give it a few soft knocks as you wait for the metal to slide open. You’ve been to the Pizzaplex so much that you’ve gained special privileges to visit the gang whenever you wished.

“Freddy? It’s me, [name].”

“[Name]?! Is that really you?”

You hear his voice booming through the door, making you snort with amusement as it’s followed by quick, increasingly loud stomping. No more than two seconds go by when his door slides open, revealing a visibly happy Freddy standing in front of you.

“[Name], you came back! It is so good to see you!”

“Freddy!”

You grin as he wraps you up in his arms for a hug, lifting you off the ground and spinning you around.

“I was very worried that you wouldn’t come back. Where have you been? Is everything alright?”

He gently sets you back down on your feet, placing his hands on top of your shoulders with a concerned look in his eyes. It was almost silly to see him this worried about you; did he miss you that much?

So stinkin' cute.

"Yes, yes, I'm doing just fine. Sorry that I've been gone for so long buddy."

You give one of his hands a reassuring squeeze, smiling that same warm smile that you always gave him. His ears wiggle again, and suddenly you hear some small fans kick on somewhere.

"Do not apologize. You can come in and tell me all about it!"

He enthusiastically grabs your hand and walks you into his green room, his merchandise and decorations still in their proper places from the last time you visited. You sit down on the sofa across from his LED-lit vanity, reveling in the comfort of being back here.

"Tell me [name], where have been the last few months? I have missed seeing your face around here in the Pizzaplex. So have the others, of course!"

He's practically vibrating with joy as he clasps his hands together, his eyes wide and a pretty vibrant blue with his ears wiggling away. You couldn't help but wonder what he looked like when he was "pouting" as Roxy put it; was he really that sad when you weren't there? It makes your heart twinge in your chest as you let out a sigh -- where do you even start?

"I've missed you too, Fred. The reason I was gone for a while was because.."

For some reason, you start to fidget with your fingers in your lap and your eyes dodge around the room. You were never really shy around Freddy before, so why now? You accomplished something that would provide the next stepping stone in your life, and you were ecstatic to tell him first. But now it was just you and Freddy with no one else around you like usual, sitting side by side on the sofa with him just inches away from you. Your heart stutters and your palms grow clammy like a schoolgirl confessing to a crush.

What's gotten into you?

"I just graduated."

You finally murmur, a quiet sense of pride in your eyes as you make eye contact with him again with a bashful smile. He was the first one you told about your education journey, and he's quite literally seen you grow throughout your college years. He's seen you at your best and your worst, listened to you when you needed reassurance or comfort during times of stress. It was so important to break the news to him first to make up for the lost time.

There's a beat of silence before the bear reaches for you again, pulling you in for another one of his hugs and making you squeak.

"You're done with college, already?! My goodness, I am so so proud of you! We must tell the others, and have a party for you! We do more than just birthdays, you know."

He begins to ramble, the timbre in his voice bright and overjoyed as you return the hug and pat his back. You nearly forgot how affectionate he was with you, but his unconditional support makes your heart melt. You linger in his embrace for a little longer this time, leaning your head against his metal chest with a bashful pink to your cheeks.

"I'll tell them soon. I just had to tell you first since I haven't seen you in so long."

You pull back to get a good look at him, your head tilted back slightly just to meet his eyes. Even when he's sitting down, he still towered over you by a couple of feet. His ears perk up at that, eyes opening a little wider. You could've easily informed the others about your accomplishments first, yet you chose him? His internal fans whir even faster now, and god he hoped you couldn't hear them.

"M-Me? You did not have to do that, [name]."

As modest as he tried to be, you can see how his eyes lit up a little bit brighter than usual. At this point you realize just how much he's missed you.

And how he didn't bother to pull away from you yet.

His hands lingered near your waist, your leg directly against his while your chests were almost touching. He sure was clingy, but you found it very cute.

"Of course I had to. It's the least I could do after not stopping by for a while. I've missed you."

You boop his nose, triggering a honk! noise and making yourself giggle. Freddy was like a big teddy bear, minus all the fur and stitchings. His ears move downward as he makes a sheepish face, like a puppy dog being pet.

"I have missed you too, superstar. So very much."

Without thinking, one of his hands gently moves a few strands of hair away from your face and behind your ear. With how close you are, you can hear those same fans from a few minutes ago running. Your brows furrow as a hint of concern reaches your eyes.

"Freddy, are you alright? I hear some fans running. Do you need to go to parts and service?"

That's when he shakes his head quickly, ears immediately perking back up with panic.

"N-No, I am perfectly fine! M-My systems have just been overheating from how busy we've been lately, that is all."

Raising a brow, you aren't entirely convinced. You didn't hear those fans until you approached his door earlier. From what you can remember, he's never done that in the past around other customers. You slowly stand from the couch, getting ready to lead him there anyways.

"Well, it couldn't hurt to check right? I mean, I don't want you to accidentally overwork yourself or--"

Suddenly you're yanked forward by the waist, his clawed hands wrapped tighter around you while you stand above him. You look down at his face, eyes wide and heart beating faster as he looks back at you with a desperate look in his eyes -- a breath away from what could've been yearning. Your hands rested on his shoulder pads as you caught your balance.

"I promise that I am fine, [name]. I just.. need to be close to you."

His voice is much softer now, his ears lowered again as he pulled you in ever so closer. This kind of behavior was very new from him, at least to you. What you don't notice are three certain animatronics peeking in at you two through the gap of his room's curtains as things unfolded. God, their leader was such a sap for you.

"Freddy, what's going on bud?"

You gently cup his face with your hand, your thumb slowly swiping over the orange and light blue plating affectionately. Fortunately it didn't seem like he was having any technical issues, but something was still amiss. He had to be feeling extra warm to have the need to use his internal fans, but you weren't sure what was causing it.

You hear him let out the equivalent of a sigh as he carefully pulls you onto his lap. The intimate position makes your cheeks flush and your heart race in your ears, but you didn't want to pull away. It felt comfortable, safe.

"I fear that I cannot hide it any longer. You see, [name], I-I think that I feel much more for you than any animatronic should for a human."

He was beating around the bush, but you caught onto what he was trying to say.

"The more days that passed by without seeing you, the more I wished you were here. At first it was strange, but after I talked to Vanessa about what I have been feeling, I realized that I have completely fallen for you."

Your breath is nearly stolen from the confession, but the surprise is very much pleasant. Here you were, having the main star of the Mega Pizzaplex at your feet as if you hung the moon. To be honest, you had grown just as fond of him over time, but you weren't sure if it was even possible for an animatronic like him to be capable of having feelings like that. But after getting to know the whole gang more and more, you've learned that some things don't have to be programmed to be real. They all had life of their own: their own thoughts, anxieties, fears, and more.

"Oh Freddy. You're so, so precious to me. More than you know."

You reply, pressing a long, gentle kiss to his snout where his lips would be. The contact makes his fans whir even harder, his hands holding you tight on top of his lap and his eyelids lower like a lovesick cartoon character.

"You've been here for me every time I needed it the most. It would be impossible for me not to love you."

"Superstar--"

"Now come here."

You start pecking his entire face with kisses, pulling hearty giggles from the bear as he reciprocates them the best he could. You could've sworn you heard a chorus of "FINALLY" just outside his window.