Hey I have a question, do you normally write other things besides Fnaf, Godzilla, or anything you’ve mentioned before? And do you write anything with original characters too?
i do! i will write anything as long as its nothing weird like underage characters or anything else.
scar x f! reader - ww , nsfw ( mature audiences only )
nsfw warnings: tied up , teasing , 😽 eating
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“cmon, rover. just take my side..” scar said, circling you with his hands behind his back. his eyes were threatening, but the smirk on his face said otherwise. “what must a guy do to get a pretty face like yours to believe him?”
you had more than enough of him, though. “nothing, scar. absolutely nothing.” you shot back at him, preparing to draw your weapon. your fingers lingered softly on your sword, and he was quick to take note of it. his smirk only grew bigger. “no.. i wont challenge you to a duel.” he walked up to you, “i know a much better way to make you vulnerable.”
the moment you tried to grab your sword, it was gone. like it vanished.. out of thin air. you shot your head back up, just for him to be completely out of sight. you clenched your hands into a ball, “show yourself!” you yelled, the volume causing an echo throughout the empty space. your head turned into multiple different directions, never letting your guard down.
and within a blink of an eye, the scenery changed. you were on a bed, stretched out. almost like you had been asleep. almost like you had been dreaming. it didnt make sense, till he came towering over you from the side of the bed. “i had to make the setting more.. comfortable for you.” he smirked, leaning in. his face only a few inches away from yours. you threw your hand over, but he was quick to catch it and pin it above you.
“ah, ah, ah.” scar took your other hand and pinned it above you. he got on top of the bed and separated your legs with his knee. his eyes trailed down your body, “so fragile. so delicate. almost like.. glass. hm?” the words spilled out of his mouth in a seductive manner, confusing you. you didnt know how to feel. you were completely under his control now. no weapon and no fists. all you could do was try to close your legs together — except his knee was stopping you.
“stay still for me, love.” he let go of your wrists, but they were quickly tied up by some sort of chains that appeared out of nowhere. and so were your ankles. your legs were completely spread out, and if you werent at his mercy before, you for sure were now. “get..” you tried to say, but for some reason — you couldnt. it was almost like you wanted this. like you wanted to be his.
“get? get what, rover?” he looked back up at you, his eyes burning with some sort of desire. scar let a chuckle escape his lips, directing his attention downwards. he was eyeing your stomach.. then your waist.. then the spot between your thighs. “cat got your tongue?” he added, leaning down. he placed his hands on your thighs, then pushed your dress up. a cold wave of air hit your core, making you realize that you were soaking wet.
“oh? what a pleasant surprise.. already perfect for me..” he snarked, pushing his face closer to your dripping pussy. an intense wave of heat surged across your whole body, resting at your face. it was embarrassing. you didnt realize you got aroused. extremely aroused. your panties were drenched in juices, and scar found that adorable.
he pressed a finger against your underwear, making sure to add plenty of pressure. he softly rubbed it up and down, making you gasp from the sudden sensation. you shot your head down, watching him stare at your lower part like it was some sort of rare item. he looked mesmerized, almost. like a flame was lit in his eyes dark eyes. “scar…” you spat out, not even on purpose. you were so enchanted by his single finger — you didnt even realize you were beginning to ramble. clearly, you were touch starved.
“hmm? switching sides already?” he looked up, the sparkle still in his eyes. his finger was exploring you even more, slowly becoming warmer from the liquids you released. as he awaited your answer, he took note of every little gasp and emotion you made. figuring out what was sensitive and what wasnt. “this.. you..” the words slowly came out of your mouth. but there wasnt anything you could say. the pressure was harsh, and that was all you could think about. there was no doubt that his question went in one ear and out the other.
“shh, dont say anything else. ill take care of you, doll.” and within a snap, he pulled your panties aside and started pressing gentle kisses on your folds. a shiver traveled down your spine, the softness hypnotizing you completely. you never expected this to happen out of all things, yet somehow his touch was intoxicating. and you felt like you needed it.
he looked up at you, taking note of your look. the lustful desire eating you alive, unable to be resisted. scar took it as a sign of him doing something right, and he began to softly lick around your folds, getting your wetness sticking to his tongue. your thighs slightly closed, getting a chuckle out of him. his laughter ran throughout your body, sending vibrations towards your core. he smiled against your pussy, then started to lick around your entrance. your back almost immediately arched, and your hands found themselves tugging on the chains, wanting nothing more but to grab on something.
he slipped his tongue inside of you, his hunger was far too ravenous. it was overpowering.. and your scent was filling up his nostrils. it was a battle he was bound to lose. he swirled his tongue around you, loving the taste you gave him. as his tongue worked around, he’d let out soft moans. they sent even more vibrations straight through you, and the feeling was electrifying. like nothing you had ever felt before. he kept going and going, needing this. needing you. needing your beautiful, delicious taste. he completely muted out any other thoughts, fixated on what was in front of him.
as his need grew more and more strong, your climax got anticipated more and more. he was picking up the pace, your juices dripping down his chin. he was so fucking desperate to make you feel good. so desperate to make you cum. the look on your face made it quite obvious that he was a skilled man, and that made him even more hungry. hed kiss and continue lapping his tongue at your wet cunt, eager to push you over the edge. your thighs were attempting to close, but he forced them open. he dug his nails into your soft skin, the slight pain sending more waves throughout your body. needy whines and whimpers escaped your mouth uncontrollably, he was too good at eating pussy. and youd probably be amazed by it if you werent drowning in pleasure. completely mind gone.
as you got closer and closer, he began to murmur into you. “cum.. cum for me.” he’d growl, his words slightly slurred by his tongue being out. as his words began to fill your mind, you felt a knot at your stomach. a knot just dying to be let go of. you pulled back at the chains, throwing your head back. his pace was so fast, it was almost inhumane. but he didnt care if it was overwhelming, because he slipped his middle finger inside of you. pumping it in and out as he continued licking and licking. your back arched and you slowly began to form words, which only expressed your need to release. he kept demanding for you to let go, and also continued working his finger and tongue. the sounds coming from your overstimulated pussy were extremely erotic. the slight slapping noise, his tongue working, his moans of need, and your wetness.
it all filled your brain at once, and just as quickly as it all ran through your brain, you released. your whole body went limp, and your efforts to yank your wrists out of the chains immediately ended. you were a panting, sweaty mess. and he was enjoying cleaning you up. he licked the last of your juices around you, moaning and sighing. his middle finger entered his mouth and he swarmed his tongue around it, savoring your flavor. despite you already cumming, he couldnt help but still want more. he needed more of your taste immediately, but he decided it was best to be patient. maybe save it for another session, or for when youre less tired.
• he was a very serious man, to say the least. he didnt want any of his workers to see him act like a goof.
• "none of you will be prepared for the real world if you cannot behave correctly at your job."
• but then you came along. and every bit of respect he had for his reputation was shattered. not with other people, of course, but with you.
• instead of seeing william as your tough boss, you saw him as your literal reason to wake up everyday.
• and to him, you were his pretty little assistant. his good girl, even.
• sometimes, he'd give you extra work just to see you everyday.
• and other times, that work would lead to staying at the job extra late.
• once you would finish all that hard extra work, he'd reward you in various ways.
• "you did such a good job for me." he'd grin as he fingered you with all his power and speed.
• "my slutty little assistant fucking herself on my fingers.."
• his praise and degrading could drive anyone crazy for more.
• when you two would have sex during work hours, he'd tease you about noise the whole time.
• "shhhh, you don't want all your friends to know how cock thirsty you are.." and he'd cover your mouth.
• he made more than sure to fuck you so rough that your moans were extremely loud, and youd leave his office embarrassed.
• but what you didnt know was that the walls were soundproof. he just liked fucking around with you.
• nothing surprised him more than seeing your whore side for the first time. and oh did he love seeing it.
micheal afton ✦
• he was super sweet to all of his workers. bringing gifts, joking around, and being kind overall was his specialty.
• "how did you all sleep today?" he'd say over the intercom with genuine curiosity.
• once you had become his assistant, he could not resist you. a different side of him came along. a more needy one.
• he was always buying you gorgeous flowers every single day. and even though you were his assistant, he demanded nothing from you.
• and since he was an amazing conversation starter, you'd usually be found sitting on top of his desk talking to him.
• when your shift was over, he'd always say "time goes by so fast, doesnt it?" and that was his trick to make you stay.
• "a few more minutes, please? i'll do anything, gorgeous, please." was his other go to.
• he loved seeing you on top of his desk like you owned it. and he also loved seeing you mess around with his name plate on the desk. just fidgeting with it.
• and he wished youd fidget with him. just use him and treat him like your little fuck toy.
• one time, you wore a skirt to work. and of course that pervert kept sneaking glances at your revealed thighs and panties. those sights made his cock throb.
• and when he got horny? oh you were in for it. so much begging. "touch me please please please. look at how hard i am baby, please."
• "its okay if you dont wanna touch me, i'll touch myself and you can watch. tell me thats okay mommy. please."
• it was definitely hard to say no, especially with those puppy eyes he'd give. he acted like you getting rid of his boner was the best thing to ever happen to him.
• and when youd suck him off occasionally, he would absolutely lose it. he loved your mouth so much and he felt the need to repay you the same way.
• if you pleased him a certain way, he'd try his hardest to make it up to you the same way. suck him off? he'll eat you out. hand job? you get fingered.
• at the end of the day, all he wanted to do was be a good boy for his gorgeous girl. sometimes flowers didnt feel like enough to please you, so he had to try other ways.
you hurried off to your bosses office, also trying to keep the piping hot coffee balanced on the small plate. you slowly opened the door and put on a fake smile; like usual. "finally. i dont know what to expect from a clumsy person like you." he chuckled, making fun of your lateness. you werent going to take that lightly though, not today. you harshly placed the drink on his desk and took a deep breath in, "i am not clumsy, sir. can i not be a minute late?"
he opened his eyes wide. you never really showed your stubborn side, especially not around your boss for goodness sake. your hands were clenched up into fists and you felt extremely hot headed. the anger boiled up inside you was only partially released but god did it feel good to snap at someone. but you picked the wrong person. "how strange.. normally youre the highlight of my day." your boss was spinning his pen around his fingers, debating what he would do with you. in his eyes; assistants will never be that important. he wouldnt mind firing one, but you happen to be different.
you just remind him of pretty little prey. someone he could hunt for generations and never get tired of it. your kind gestures, your smiles, laughs, and of course your looks. he would love to toy around with you but it would break his heart a little if he went too far with things. what would you think of having such an erotic relationship with your co-worker? "i dont care if im the highlight of your day," you put your hands down on his desk, "because you definitely arent mine."
what a lie, you thought. how could someone tell such a bad lie? you felt like you were going crazy when youd walk to his office everyday. making his coffee made you feel like an important role in his life. sometimes youd go home and think about him, well you did that all the time. but sometimes youd feel warmth go down between your legs. you were obsessed with him. no better way to put it.
"oh, so thats how you feel? hmmm?" he smiled knowing what his accent and words would do to your innocent mind. behind his desk; aka the part he couldnt see.. your legs were beginning to get close to eachother. of course he had to arouse you. he knew what drove you crazy!
you ran out of his office in a hurry. if things had gone like that any longer you probably wouldve ended up on your knees. but god forbid - how does your boss make you feel such a way?
⊹ ₊ ✦× ˚ ₊ !! fyi !! mike is submissive in this one but if you guys prefer him being dom dont be afraid to ask. i will take your suggestions with open arms.. !! ⊹
you softly knocked on your boyfriend's door, awaiting his smile the moment you two lock eyes. your rain coat was being hit gently by the water that was falling off of mike's roof. his window showed that a tv was on and you knew it was probably his little sister, abby. you heard footsteps approaching the door and you pushed some loose hairs behind your ear.
the door slowly opened and abby's head popped into vision, she had the door slightly ajar and took a good look at you. "just trying to make sure its not a stranger." she said softly. she opened the door and smiled at you, and went back to her tv show. you walked in and shut the door behind you, forgetting to lock it. you unbuttoned your coat and hung it up on a hanger. "a visitor?" a voice called and you looked up into the hallway.
mike was standing with a big smile and he raised out his arms, inviting you for a hug. of course, you couldnt resist. you ran up to him and threw your arms around his neck and he got a nice grip on your waist. you two shared many kisses and took deep breaths. "i missed you so much." mike smiled and tilted up your head. you two made eye contact and both shared the comfortable feeling of love. "i missed you just as much." you replied, glancing over at his room.
he caught that you were looking away and followed your eyes. he took one hand off of your waist and led you to his room with the other. you couldnt help but giggle a bit, did you really make it that obvious? he shut the door behind the both of you and you sat on the bed. "so, abby is doing her thing. and we both know she'll be busy for awhile." mike walked up to you and looked down. your fingers ran up his shirt and you began to stroke the buttons on it. "we have all the time in the world." he whispered and softly grabbed your wrist, "but do you have to tease me?"
you nodded your head and smiled at him. finally, you put your finger under the button and pushed it off. his chest began to become more visible, but not all of it. you looked down and noticed the buldge in his pants, "i think id like to be in control tonight." you looked back up at him and placed both of your hands on the bed. he decided to finish unbuttoning his shirt but you moved his hands out of the way. "wrong. unbuckle your pants." he flushed red and nodded his head. he reached his hands down and followed your instructions, but in a hurry.
"youre needy arent you?" you grinned and watched his pants drop to the floor. one more layer of clothing left to go. "i'll do anything for you, please can i take my boxers off?" he asked politely, but that wouldnt cut it for you. you patted the empty space next to you and he instantly sat himself down. he kept looking down at his boner and back at you. "im in control." you got on top of him and held his face up. you pushed him down and he lied back, knowing that if he didnt stay down he'd get teased even more.
you grabbed his hands and slowly led them to your waist, but then you slid them down so that they were on your ass. you smirked as you felt his cock twitch and in response you grinded against it for a quick second. he let out some quiet whimpers hoping for more than just that. "whyd you..stop?" mike said, hesitant to question you, so he rubbed your ass a little bit thinking that youd forgive his questioning. "why should i give you anymore than that, hm?" you softly asked. he looked up into your eyes and slowly opened his mouth, "no reason, ma'am."
you ran your fingers through his hair and began to kiss him. you also started grinding on him again. the moment he felt you doing that, he let out a mhmmm that was muffled through a kiss. you continued pleasing your needy and horny boyfriend until a knock was heard. "mike!" abby called and you instantly got off of him and threw the blanket over the both of you. "uhh.. come in!" mike yelled, and she opened the door to see the two of you cuddling. "yuck.. i just wanted to tell you im going to bed.." she shut the door and walked away.
"guess all youre getting is a teasing session.." you smiled and kissed his cheek. he whined a little then laughed. "too bad for me."
Mr. Raglan’s fingertips glide over your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You’re sitting on his desk, wearing your work uniform, legs wrapped loosely around your boss’s shoulders as he sits in front of you.
You’re unaware that Mr. Raglan’s hands are capable of inflicting pain and destruction. And from the way he’s caressing your body at the moment, you’d never believe that these same hands could do unimaginable things…
How could a monster’s touch feel so good, a devil’s caress so heavenly? His thumb traces your lips before gently pressing between them. A needy, pathetic little whimper rolls up from your chest, and this pleases Mr. Raglan. He’s got you right where he wants you: completely submissive and already broken. And he hasn’t even fucked you yet.
“Such a desperate little thing, aren’t you?” Mr. Raglan teases. You suck dumbly on his thumb, and he nods your head for you. “Goddamn right you are,” he murmurs to himself, and the darker edge in his voice sends a shiver down your spine. “Hell, I can already smell how desperate you are to be fucked right now…”
Your cheeks flush with embarrassment. “Don’t be shy,” Mr. Raglan smiles, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. It’s hot as fuck, actually…” His right hand slithers along your inner thigh, nearing your cunt. “Let me play with her,” Mr. Raglan says, more of a command than a request.
You bite at your lower lip nervously, looking away when you speak. “But I’m…I’m on my period, Sir…”
He doesn’t react for a moment, then starts laughing. You’re thrown off by his response, startled and embarrassed all over again. “Baby,” he emphasizes condescendingly, squeezing your thighs in his calloused palms. “I know...”
You frown slightly back at him, confused. “You don’t mind?” you ask timidly, and your boss chuckles dismissively, pinching your thighs a little too roughly. That darkness returns to Mr. Raglan’s demeanor, and it frightens you. “Oh sweetheart…” He exhales heavily, hungry, leaning closer to your cunt. “…I prefer it…” You feel yourself tremble as he nuzzles his face between your thighs, dragging his tongue upward over your clothed, aching pussy.
Mr. Raglan looks up at you from between your legs; his eyes appear darker than before. “Lay back, little rabbit,” he instructs, his fingers sliding under the waist of your uniform pants. You watch, almost in a trance, as he yanks your uniform over your ass, tugging the pants down your legs before neatly folding them and placing them on the floor beside his desk. “Wouldn’t want to get your work clothes messy, would we?” he asks, and you swallow hard.
He tugs his tie loose, pulling it off over his head and folding it alongside your pants. Leaning closer, Mr. Raglan’s eyes pierce yours as he breathes hot and moist against your bare thigh. “I said lay back,” he almost snarls. “Don’t make me repeat myself again, rabbit…” You obediently submit, your body flattening backward against your boss’s desk.
Your eyes fix on the fluorescent ceiling light above you as Mr. Raglan spreads your thighs further apart…and then, the room goes dim as your eyes flutter closed, lips parted in a silent scream of indescribable pleasure…
(kinda links to working with mike, a prequel if you may, also i refer to him mostly as steve throughout this as you do not know his name is william afton yet. also not proofread again sorry. also its kinda bad im sorry i just got carried away)
it’s your 4th shift at your new security guard job and everythings going fine, no break ins, no weirdos, nothing, it’s nice and peaceful a book sits in your hand and a hot drink sits on your desk as the clock hits midnight yipee 6 more hours you mentally sigh
suddenly the animatronics performance mix starts playing through the speakers and you quickly snap out of your book, sitting up in your chair, confused as hell.
looking at the camera feeds you can see the animatronics on stage performing?? no ones pressed the button but there they are?? must be a bug right, a fault???
you cautiously walk to the performance area, flashlight in your hand, peaking around making sure no one had broken in the few seconds your eyes were away from the cameras. there's no one. just you and singing robots.
eXCEPTTT this is a little different because usually 30 seconds or so into the song bonnie moves in a way that blows the fuse of the whole performance but it hasn’t happened. they’re performing fully??
this wasnt in the fucking job description
you walk up to the showtime button and press it to see if it’ll stop the show but nope, it’s still going on and it’s starting to freak you out a little - yes it’s cool to see the animatronics move but this is something else, maybe turning off the whole electricity will work?
as you look at foxy, his eye completely makes eye contact with you for a few seconds but looking back to where it was before - did that just happen???? that’s just part of the show right?? The fox did not just make direct eye contact with you purposefully???
freaked out a little, you step back away and to the main centre of the room and breathe a second, trying to control your thoughts and your worries. its all just in your head. they’re probably malfunctioning a little bit its fine, go turn the power off and on again.
“fucking hell” you mumble, going to turn around but suddenly from behind, there's an arm strongly clutching your face, a hand covering your mouth and your hands are held tightly behind your back, like some sort of police arrest, by the other arm. you go to let out a scream, but the hand tightly clutches your mouth.
“ssh” and you're wiggling around trying to break free but whoever's holding you is immensely strong and manages to keep you locked in place. with their hand still covering your mouth, the captor forces your head to face forward of the performing animatronics.
there's a deep chuckle from behind you, “it’s truly amazing isn't it?” . uh oh. you recognise that voice. you’ve heard it a lot but no?? it cant be right??
but your suspicions are right as your captors head sits against yours, upon your shoulder, and you look out of the corner of your eyes and there he is. steve. steve raglan, your fucking career counsellor.
he’s captivated by the performance of the robots, a look of pride upon his face, and he’s slightly moving the two of you to song. tears of fear are welling in your eyes, shaking, but the song comes to an abrupt stop and the animatronics shut down.
“YOU ARE USELESS!” he seems to shout at the animatronics??, “YOU CANT EVEN FINISH ONE SONG!”
you’re just stood in his captive, confusion and fear writhing through your body but in his moments of shouting, you nearly manage to pull yourself away from him but he’s quick, he seems to know what he’s doing, and he just grips you closer to him, his breath on your neck, he sounds angry but he lets out another chuckle. a deep, evil sounding one.
“steve?” you manage to get out, a few tears escaping your eyes.
he laughs, he’s enjoying this sick and twisted moment, “bet you weren’t expecting me were you?” and his voice is deep and dark and moving your eyes to look at him next to you again there's an evil smirk on his lips. “this is always fun”
then it all went black
your eyes slowly blink open to a blinding light looking at you, and it feels like you’re at the dentist but you quickly snap back to reality when you realise your hands are bound as is your chest and you’re sat/laying in some sort of mechanical chair. there's, what you can only describe to be, a ribcage looking contraction either side of you but when you look in front of you, is a head contraption, it looks like freddy’s but metallic.
“wakey wakey” steve is sat, like a dentist, in a swivel chair, shirt sleeves rolled up, to the right of you and you look at him and he’s got that evil grin on his face again, he’s leaning against your metal seat. “Awe” he says pouting his lips in response, to the tears in your eyes and the way you're desperately trying to free yourself.
and you’re pleading with him to stop, and he’s looking down at you, and his gaze lingers on your face for a minute too long before he moves and flips a switch next to him.
the metal face in front of you whirrs and begins moving closer to you, and you're shaking your hands like mad trying to free yourself. he’s just stood watching, and you’re pleading and pleading, “please i wont say anything to anyone. I’ll do anything please!”
everything stops and the machine is retracted away from your face, your chest falls in relief and steve is looking over you again, “you know, i’ve always had a strong liking for you, y/n” and his eyes are lingering on your face again as he brushes a fallen strand of hair away, your eyes lock for while, and he smiles.
nothing is really explained to you for the rest of your shift. but you realise he owns this place and whilst you’re calming down, he explains about a new hire and how he wants you to make sure he does not quit the job. before he leaves for the rest of your shift, he has that lingering gaze and strokes your cheek softly.
you spend the rest of your shift sitting in your office chair, freaking out, collecting your thoughts and trying to chill the fuck out. what the fuck just happened.
(This story is inspired by another writer @scaredofbrits)
Summary: You've been a good girl all your life. Never party, did drugs, have sex, drink alcohol, or smoke until now. You tried smoking until your boss caught you, but instead of firing you, he joined you and taught you how to smoke.
Living in this small town has it perks. Y/n did not like staying here since her parents decided to move here, but you didn't complain. You worked at Freddy fazebear's pizzeria. You do enjoy working, fixing the busted games, and smelling the greasy pizza. Y/n only worked here to save up some money so she can leave this town and enjoy her life. Y/n is best friends with Michael.
Y/n first met Michael in school. He was a popular kid, and you'd see him in your math and science class. He's been suspended a lot. You first got a chance to talk to him when you first became a tutor for him since he was failing his classes. You helped with work, and he started to actually understand, and his grades went up, and that's when you guys became best friends.
You were walking with Michael, and he couldn't be more thankful for you helping him with his homework. "Thanks y/n for helping me, I couldn't do this without you, seriously." Michael looked at y/n sincerely as he smiled at her. "No problem, anything for a friend." Y/n smiles back at him. Y/n saw Michael reached inside his Jean pockets and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He took one cigarette, and he looked back at you. "You want one?" Michael asked. Your goody two shoes mind would clearly say 'no', but you somehow wanted to say yes. "Uhhm, no, thank you." Y/n said, passing on the offer. "Suit yourself." Michael shrugged, nonchalantly placing the cigarette between his lips as he took out his lighter lighting the end of the cigarette.
Y/n stared at intriguingly as he huffed the smoke out. Y/n seen her mom smoked in the house whenever she was stressed about something. "You're missing out, y/n. This shit is relaxing." Michael smirked at y/n as he continued smoking. "Uhhm, trust me, I'm fine." Y/n said back as they continued walking.
Y/n looked down at her watch, and she was late, and she had to go back to work. "Oh shoot, I have to go, I'll see you later, Michael." Y/n says as she hugged him goodbye as she walked away.
Y/n urgently rushed inside the pizzeria. "You're late, y/n." One of her colleagues said to her. "I know I lost track of time -" "Chill out, y/n I was just kidding, I don't think they care. You've been employed of the month, I don't think they give a fuck if you're since your Mr. Afton's favorite." Y/n's coworker said to her they cleaned the messy tables.
"Why do you think I'm his favorite?" Y/n asked curiosity getting the best of her.
"Well, you listen to the rules. You're a workaholic. You fixed the games, and he's never rude to you like he is with the rest of us." Y/n's coworker said to y/n blandly, not focusing on her.
Y/n never knew she was Mr. afton's favorite. He does seem a bit less intense when he was around y/n. He pays her very fairly, and he congratulates y/n whenever she does a good job at fixing the games for the kids, works overtime, and covers other people's shifts.
"I know this may sound crazy but do you have a pack of cigarettes and a lighter?" Y/n as her coworker looks back at y/n surprised with a little smirk on her face.
" Is Miss Goody two shoes asking to smoke?" Y/n's coworker jokes as she rolls her eyes. "Look, I know I'm uptight and never do what teenagers do, but I wanna see what it's like." Y/n answers back. "Ok, fine, but on one condition." Y/n's coworker says smirking, knowing they want something. "You have to cover my shift while I'm gone, I'm going to a party and I don't wanna stay here." Y/n's coworker explains. "Deal." Y/n says as they shake hands with each other. The coworker looks around as they hand y/n the lighter and pack of cigarettes. "Knock yourself out, princess." Y/n's coworker says as they give y/n the rag and walks out of Freddy's.
Y/n has been cleaning, fixing the game, and making sure the kids don't get too close to the animatronics. Y/n checks her watch and decides to take a little break. Y/n went to a secluded room, Michael told her that this was his favorite place to smoke in. "Cmon y/n you can do this, stop being a chicken." Y/n told herself. Y/n pulls out the pack of cigarettes as she puts them between her lips. Y/n started to think about how Michael smoked. Y/n pulls out the lighter and closely puts it at the end of the cigarette, but she is interrupted.
Y/n was startled as the door flinged open as she knew who it was. Mr. Afton. Y/n urgently places the lighter in her pocket and the cigarette in her hand and hides it behind her back.
"I've never knew you were a smoker y/n? You don't seem like a girl to do that?" William says camly making y/n a bit nervous.
"I wasn't smoking?" Y/n lies as William chuckles.
"Oh love, I'm not blind I saw you." William smirks, coming his way over to y/n.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Afton, please don't fire me. I just wanted to try. And how it feels like -" y/n was rambling as her heart started racing but William cuts her off.
"Nonsene darling, I just came here for a smoke break myself. It gets tiring running this establishment." William told y/n as he comes closer to her.
"I see you wanted to learn how to smoke, I can teach you if you like." William smiles. Y/n felt a bit weird about this situation since her boss was teaching her how to smoke, but she was Willing to learn.
"Don't be afraid, darling. I don't bite." His whispered as he smirked. Y/n nodded her head as William smiles at her.
Y/n places the cigarette between her lips as William lights it. "Take your time, darling. Inhale and let it out." William explains as y/n follows his exact words.
Y/n inhales the smoke as she lets it out all out. Y/n coughed a little bit, but it was actually quite fun. "There you go, darling. Now you're getting a hand of it." William congratulates. "This quite relaxing, actually." Y/n smiles as she continues smoking.
William pulls out a pack of his own cigarettes and puts in between his lips. "May I borrow your lighter, darling." William asks his soft British accent, rolling off his tongue so perfectly. You give him the lighter as he lights his cigarette as he inhales the smoke and lets it out.
"Come closer y/n, I want to show you something cool, sweetheart." William says as he smokes but holds it in his mouth.
Y/n comes closer to William as they look like they were gonna kiss. Making y/n have butterflies in her stomach. The two of you connected your lips together, and the smoke went into your mouth as you both didn't take your eyes off of each other. William chuckles as he inhales and blew it out. You both started smiling, which turned to laughter.
"This was really fun, but I have to get back to work, darling." William says making y/n frown, but William notices.
"Don't be sad, darling. we can still do this again." William holds your face into his hands. Y/n smiles as he looks at William.
"This will be our little secret." William says as he kisses the tip of your nose as he smirks at your flushed face. William walks towards the door, winking at you, leaving you alone in your room.
Y/n smiles to herself as she continues smoking, and she smells the strong and toxic smell that fills the dim light room. I guess y/n isn't goody two shoes after all.
this is a quickie so the only warning is that it mentions smoke!
you were on your smoke break and you lit your cigarette, the flames reminded you of why you enjoyed these breaks so much. you heard the door fling open and you instantly knew who it was; your boss. who you actually considered your talking stage in private.
“ah, smoking breaks. we both need these, dont we?” his rich soft british accent flew off his tounge so perfectly and you smiled as he stepped into your vision. “yeah, we 100% do.” you inhaled the smoke from the cigarette and held it in your mouth.
you signaled mr. afton to come near you, and he did. the two of you connected lips and the smoke went into his mouth. he also inhaled and blew it out. the both of you couldnt hold back a smile.
finally. you finished your dayshift at freddy’s, which happened to be the most pathetic job ever. maybe it would’ve been cooler if you made the robots but all you did was take orders. the main reason why you continued working at the place was because of mr. afton. god, was he perfect. the most amazing dilf was a manager to a kids restaurant, kind of sad. but today was gonna be different. you just knew it.
“shift is o-ver!” your bestfriend yelled from across the backstage, in response you just told him to be quiet. he ran over to you ‘sneakily’ and gave you a big smile, “gonna go visit mr. afton?” you couldnt help but begin to fidget around with your fingers. “uh, who told you that?” the animatronics stopped singing and all of a sudden the silence was on max volume. “nobody. just kinda figured cause you’re always looking at his door.” a red tint of blush overlayed your face, pure embarrassment. but then, the thought kicked in. “wait-.. does everyone know that i stare?” you asked your bestfriend, hoping for a no.
“well, obviously. word got around that you two were in a secret relationship.” he gave you a disappointed look and picked up his bag. the only thought that ran through your head was that mr. afton might’ve known about your feelings. which wouldn’t be good if you wanted to visit him today. “just go say hi to him y/n, he’s literally your boss. he wont take it the wrong way.”
you stood completely still as you watched your bestfriend leave the building. now, you happened to be the only worker left. other than william of course, who was watching your every move on the security camera.
once you finally built up guts to knock on william’s door, you took a deep breath and headed to his office. your steps made loud echos throughout the empty building and you felt like the animatronics were watching you with disgust. everytime you’d look back at them they’d be perfectly still and powered off. maybe you were just thinking that they were watching you.
tap, tap. you softly touched the door, not even knocking. to your suprise; william instantly opened the door. he saw your face and a smile crept upon his face, “yes?” you felt so tiny and unimportant whenever he looked down at you. he had noticed your shaking and couldn’t help but chuckle. his soft hand held yours, and butterflies took over your stomach. “is it alright if i… come in?” you felt the animatronic’s stare at you, instantly giving you goosebumps. you might’ve had your back facing them but you knew.
“why, of course.” mr. afton let go of your hand and walked into his office. he walked around his desk and softly caressed it with a finger, and you took a seat. your eyes watched as he so handsomely sat down in his chair. “now that we’re comfy.. is something upsetting you?” he asked, looking deep into your eyes. you started messing around with a bracelet you had on, because you were nervous to answer him. “no big reason, i just.. wanted to say hi.”
“well, im glad you came. do you drink?” he reached into a drawer of some sort and pulled out a bottle of wine. you stared at it for a moment, “yes, i do drink.” all of a sudden, a glass of wine was in front of you. truth be told; you actually didn’t drink. and william knew that too, so you probably wouldn’t take note of the strange taste. you slowly reached for the fragile bottle and brought it close to your mouth. not taking a sip yet. “does it smell bad or something?” the question shot you back to reality, and you denied it by taking a long drink of the wine.
“n-..no its great! see?” you placed the glass back down, looking up to see him oddly surprised. you giggled for a moment, feeling sort of woozy. it shocked william how fast the posion worked, you looked like you were spacing out. was a long sip all it took? “hmm, i can tell. let me help you up.” he got up and gently grabbed your arms.
he was leading you to the parts and service room, but you didnt care. all you could think about was him holding you. he opened the door by pushing against it hard, and he threw you on the floor. “what was that for?” you yelled, laughing a bit. he looked down at you and reached in his pocket. the light was beaming down on him, and he looked like an angel of some sort in the brightness. he got on one knee and wrapped his large hand around your neck.
you struggled to breathe as you felt a sharp sting on your stomach. he was holding you down as he cut you with a knife, wanting you to go through absolute hell. “mr. ah—afton! pl-..pleas..” you tried to speak to him even though you could barely inhale air. he let go of your neck, “how sad. a girl like you trusting a big scary man like me. now you get to suffer.” the fear took over your body entirely, maybe you should’ve listened to the stares. you attempted to cover your long scratch, but he cut your hand. you let out a loud scream.
“don’t move, luv.” he grabbed both of your hands and slammed them above your head, which made the cut sting even more. all you could think was ‘why’ as your body continued to be cut up and you continued to scream. the tears that fell from your eyes were pouring down like rain, almost. he held the knife against your neck and cut slowly, but not too deep. you tried to scream but the pain on your neck was too bad. he chuckled at your failure.
he placed the knife down and wrapped both of his hands around your stinging neck, then added force. you let out one final scream and the rest of your noises were whines. after choking you for a moment, he got up and put his knife back in his pocket. he looked down at you, still alive but stinging was felt all over your body. he got a good grip on your legs and dragged you out of the room, leaving behind a big puddle of blood. you could no longer look around because everything hurt, but now the animatronics had stares of sorrow.
they watched you get dragged back into his office, and they heard you get slammed against things. they knew you’d either be a new animatronic or just a dead body that nobody cared about.
was tagged by @tuisong to do this! tysm tūī!!! <33
15 questions for 15 mutuals
1. are you named after anyone? nope
2. when was the last time you cried? mmm one or two weeks ago maybe?
3. do you have kids? no and i dont want them either
4. do you use sarcasm a lot? a little bit sometimes? but not that much i think
5. what sports do you play/have you played? basketball, ice skating and dancing (if that counts)
6. what's the first thing you notice about other people? im terrible at noticing things so ummm their physical appearance ig. especially their face
7. eye color? brown!
8. scary movies or happy endings? happy endings!! besides i cant stand scary movies...
9. any special talents? uhhh idk really... writing maybe?
10. where were you born? spain
11. what are your hobbies? playing video games, reading, writing, drawing, watching anime
12. do you have any pets? unfortunately not but i really want to....
13. how tall are you? around 168 cm
14. fave subject in school? chemistry (liked it so much im actually a chemist now lol) and i also really liked art
15. dream job? honestly just something related to what ive studied, something i like doing, that pays me well enough, isnt too tiring and where there is a good working atmosphere
1. are you named after anyone? yes! my birth name I was named after someone and my chosen name uhhhh kind of? It was inspired by tia animal crossing but I didn't choose it just because of her
2. when was the last time you cried? idr... I think probably a month or two ago when I reread a fic
3. do you have kids? no and I don't want any
4. do you use sarcasm much? not really online but irl i use it so much
5. What sports do you play? I did swimming for a few years when I was younger but nothing at the moment
6. first thing you notice about other people? idk... I think it depends on the person? I'm not very good at remembering names and faces which isn't very good for my current job 😭
7. eye colour? brown 🙏
8. scary movies or happy endings? hmm idkk I'm more of a tragedy fan than either of these tbh. I can't stand horror movies with jumpscares and shit but I'm a big fan of psychological and atmospheric horror. happy endings also have their place so overall I'd say it depends on the story for what ending I like most.
9. any special talents? I am insanely mediocre I don't really have anything I'm super good at I'm just ok at a lot of things
10. where were you born? do I even need to say it you all know where I'm from 🥲
11. what are your hobbies? drawing and sleeping and playing video games. mostly sleeping tho
12. do you have any pets? no but I'd do anything to be able to get a cat...
13. how tall are you? I forget exactly how tall but around 5'7 or 5'8
14. fav subject in school? didn't really like any of them tbh and the ones I did enjoy was mostly because my friends were in my class or I had a good teacher. I liked geography tho it was really easy and my best friend was in my class. and I got the best possible grade in my final exam
15. dream job? I should be paid for sleeping and thinking about characters xox
tagging @deepeststrawberrymoon @asherasgayagenda @rayvven @starswallowingsea @rhythmgamer @czesca @godmademewithoutarms @helenawa-art @shipsarebeautiful @danelloevee @secretly-a-spiderboy @hi-im-otter @pitxroxas @solaaresque @teabreaking if you want to 💖
1. are you named after anyone? real name nope, but ashera was taken from asuramaru in ons (ohhhh he's so pretty.. and important do you even get it)
2. when was the last time you cried? I can't remember off the top of my head. it was probably into my pillow though or something
3. do you have kids? no??? minor????
4. do you use sarcasm much? yes I think my friends have influenced me too much. I'm fluent
5. What sports do you play? tennis! used to do all the other basic ones too but quit (i DESPISE swimming i'm sorry)
6. first thing you notice about other people? their face and their height maybe?
7. eye color? dark brown/black
8. scary movies or happy endings? ummm how about angst and grief and heartbreak-- sorry. I don't like scary movies but I love horror novels, if that's anything. happy endings are nice too, depending on how they're written
9. any special talents? jack of some trades master of none more like. does organizing the house Really Well and being able to do a w-tongue count??
10. where were you born? in a middle region of my birth country
11. what are your hobbies? ohh let's not make this too long. reading drawing listening/playing music games doing research on obscure things talking with friends procrastination going insane over fictional characters etc etc.
12. do you have any pets? no but I wiiiiiish I had a cat
13. how tall are you? 165! really really want to be 170 though because it's a nice number
14. fav subject in school? it really depends on the teacher but currently it's probably math. digital imaging was also super fun bc I got to sit around and make art!! unlike SCULpture!!!
15. dream job? I DON'T KNOW
I HAVE TO TAG FIFTEEN MUTUALS!????!?!? hello and sorry mutuals-- @clingyfirefly @euchs @neptunite-stars @direct0rhutao @reeeeko @akinachiri @rhythmgamer @rayvven @continuousmeowing @head-empty-just-sigma @roshie-writes @just-slightly-unhinged @neolxzr @yurerira @asbestieos
1. are you named after anyone? not that I'm aware, neither is my url
2. when was the last time you cried? hmmm, I think around 2 weeks ago
3. do you have kids? Nope, and I don't plan to for a while atleast
4. do you use sarcasm a lot? Not too much but yes that is my type of humor
5. what sports do you play/have you played? i wasn't a part of a school team or anything, but i like running and badminton
6. what's the first thing you notice about other people? Ok this one is actually kinda funny. I hate wearing my glasses and my power is low enough that I don't need to wear my contacts if I'm just going out for a bit. So when I go out in public and people wave at me, I've had to recognize them based off of clothes, hair, silhouette, anything but their face basically. So now, I notice everything else about the person before I get to their face LMAO.
7. eye color? brown <3
8. scary movies or happy endings? I mean I like horror, but ofc in the end, I'd have to go with happy endings
9. any special talents? umm i'm not sure what exactly qualifies as a special talent lol, i'll just say that i'm definitely decent at some things
10. where were you born? india
11. what are your hobbies? writing, reading, photography, knitting and i've been trying to get into chess lately
12. do you have any pets? no, but what i'd do for a cat/dog ;-;
13. how tall are you? 5'2.5 (yes the 0.5 is very important to me)
14. fave subject in school? mmm based off of the classes i'm taking rn, philosophy is def my fav
15. dream job? honestly just anything that makes me good money, i'd like to think that I have a dream lifestyle over a dream job lol, which is why i'm currently aiming to be one of those tech girlies.
Oh boy here we go, tagging 15 mutuals(no pressure lol):
when was the last time you cried? - a few months ago, i think
do you have kids? - no, nor do i want any. ever- mr cat is still my beloved son tho
do you use sarcasm a lot? - i guess i do? asdfaga- i wouldn't say i'm super sarcastic, but i do have my moments hehe
what sports do you play/have played? - badminton with my friends
what's the first thing you notice about other people? - their face and hair
eye colour? - my brown eyes be slaying yo
scary movies or happy endings? - horror movies my beloved <3 i don't really watch movies anymore, but i used to watch so so many horror movies 6 years ago or so
any special talents? - uhhh i don't think i have any, but i guess drawing, if it counts? asdfaga
where were you born? - romania
what are your hobbies? - listening to music, drawing, daydreaming about my fictional men and women mwah mwah mwah
do you have any pets? - yes. i'm sure y'all know already about mr cat hehe
how tall are you? - 1.74 m (5'8-5'9)
favourite subject in school? - i find this question to be funny because i will always answer math, and that only because i associate it with mr math teacher man who's like. my favourite teacher
dream job? - man honestly i have no idea. i can't see myself having a job tbh adagha- but even so, i will see where my silly little choices lead me
idk if there's 15 mutuals but here we go (no pressure!) @coffeeandconfusion @phangowithnomango @invaderan @snakesinsocks2005 @yaffles-world @greyveins-x @wondergeek @melancholic-fabler @changingcore @spideygal @latkestein @wholeroastpotion @sugarinte @thewizardofstupidness @talloskout
warnings: mentions of wearing other’s skin, blood, dying, etc
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you awaited your favorite boy to come home, excitement flowing through your body. all you wanted was to make eye contact with your gorgeous love. the door knob began to rattle, and you prepped yourself to jump onto him.
but, you couldn’t feel your breath once you saw him walk through the door. the shaking all over your body caused you to look like a nervous and afraid dog. ‘cesar’ was covered in blood, and half of his face was dark. you both looked at eachother, letting the realization and silence seep into the room.
“cesar, i-is.. that you?” you asked, stupidly. fucking idiot, knew it wasn’t him. you knew he was an alternate but you’d feel better if he said he wasn’t one. “o-of course, my love!” it stuttered slightly, trying to not look at your teared up eyes. for some reason, the thing felt bad. it felt horrible, actually.
“well i uh— i made some dinner if you’re hungry.” you got up and wanted to push him out of the way and run outside. but didn’t. instead, you found yourself giving it a warm hug. you felt gross, you couldn’t love something wearing your boyfriend’s skin. “what’s this a-ab-bout?” it wrapped its arms around your waist, not wanting to let go of your warm body.
“who are you?” you cried, looking up at his half present face. the way he looked down at you with furious eyes made shivers travel throughout your spine. it took one finger and pushed your loose hairs behind your ear.
“if only you weren’t so curious.”
it whispered in your boyfriend’s voice. all of a sudden, you felt a sharp sting in your neck. you didn’t wanna look over, too afraid to see your own blood. you didn’t look anywhere, except for the door which you saw over it’s shoudler. you were still in its cold embrace as it killed you slowly.
you took your last deep inhale of air, hoping to see cesar in the afterlife.
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yep, now i’m taking requests for the mandela catalogue. i come back from a short break with a new fandom ready for works!!!1!1!
