Hi friends! I have a few fnaf fic ideas and wanted to give you an option as to what gets published first!
All fics are gender neutral! reader x Mike Schmidt
(poll below the cut)
ā¢ I'll Be There (supernatural/curse AU)
For Mike Schmidt, immortality is not a giftāitās a curse carved into every lifetime heās forced to endure. He doesnāt have fangs, magic, or superhuman abilities; he simply cannot die. Centuries pass, eras change, the world resets around him without warningā¦ but one thing never changes. He always meets you. In every life, no matter the year, country, or version of himself he wakes up as, he finds you again. And in every life, the pattern repeats: you meet as strangers, you grow close, too close, and just when your bond deepens into something undeniable, tragedy steals you away. You dieāsometimes suddenly, sometimes slowly, but always before him. Always in his arms. Always with him powerless to stop it. Then the world goes dark. Time fractures. A new life begins. And Mike carries the memory of you into the next existence, while you return with no memory of him at all. Itās a relentless cycle he canāt escape. A cruel joke of the universe. A soulmate bond corrupted into a curseāone that ensures he must fall for you over and over, only to lose you the moment fate decides heās gotten too close. And now, in this lifetime, itās happening again. Mike can feel it: the familiarity, the pull, the fear. Youāve crossed paths, and the curse has already begun its slow tightening around the both of you. This time, thoughā¦ heās not sure he can let the universe win.
ā¢ You (hospital AU)
Mike Schmidt isnāt the type to talk to peopleāhe never has been. Quiet, withdrawn, and constantly running on the edge of exhaustion, he keeps his distance from everyone. Everyone except you. You work the night shift at a nearly empty hospital, used to treating the occasional emergency without much conversation. But one night, Mike stumbles inābloody, shaken, and refusing to explain what happened. Every attempt the staff makes to question him is met with silence or a flinch, and he seems prepared to walk out rather than say a word. Until they assign you as his nurse. With you, something shifts. Mike watches you like he recognizes something familiar. He listens to you. And, slowly, he speaksāsoftly, reluctantly, but only to you. Youāre the only one he trusts enough to let near him, the only one heāll allow to patch him up despite injuries that donāt match any explanation heās willing to give. As you try to treat him, you begin sensing that whatever hurt him isnāt something normal, or safe, or human. And Mike seems terrified that the truthāwhatever it isāwill put you in danger simply by being close to him. But even so, he keeps coming back. And youāre the only person heāll talk to. Little by little, you realize that youāre not just healing himāyouāre unraveling the secrets of his nights, the trauma he carries, and the reasons he keeps choosing you, even when he barely chooses anyone at all.
ā¢ Deserve (soulmate au)
In a world where soulmates share identical scars, youāve always wondered what yours would look likeāand who it would connect you to. One night, the mark finally appears: a sharp, jagged line carved across your forearm, as if fate had dragged its nail through your skin. A few days later, you meet Mike Schmidt. Quiet, guarded, and strangely tense, Mike seems nervous around everyoneā¦ but when he catches sight of your scar, he freezes. His eyes widen. His hand instinctively goes to his own forearmāwhere the same jagged scar hides beneath his sleeve. Instead of being relieved or overjoyed, he steps back as if burned. He mutters, āYou donāt want me,ā already turning away, already trying to sever whatever invisible thread ties you together. But you refuse to let it snap. You catch his wrist gently, grounding him in place. For the first time, Mike forces himself to meet your eyes, the fear in his expression stark and raw. This connection terrifies himābecause he feels unworthy of it, unworthy of you. āI donāt deserve you,ā he whispers, like a confession. āLet me decide that,ā you whisper back. And in that fragile moment, the bond between you beginsānot as destiny demands, but as you choose.
What do you want to see published first?
I'll Be There
You
Deserve
