ok after my drawing for seagull i wasnt satisfied with my first one for jasper so here's another just as an extra bonus. stace my beloved @the-pastel-kitsune
Stace for the bingo !! I've got her. On my mind. And definitely feel normal things about her :]
She's quite the popular lady! <3
I am not forgiving the fandom for how they treated her and not forgiving Seán for how little we have about her (/lh on this one). I do kiss her a lot tho because she is my wife <333
She likes gentle sex and mostly bottoms, though if Chase would've given her the chance to top him she would've loved to. She also loves lingerie and praise!
Family headcanon:
Stacy has a large family! Her immediate family consists of her mom and dad, an older brother, an older sister, and younger twin sisters. There's plenty of aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, and nephews. She doesn't really talk to anyone besides her older siblings because her parents kicked her out when she was 17 for being trans.
She and Chase adopted two kids together, Garrett and Zoey.
Childhood headcanon:
She loved to bake with her mom (for local bakesales and potlucks) and had her own apron and hat! Her mom was a little hesitant to let her help, but Stacy was oblivious and loved it nonetheless.
Random headcanon:
I think she would unironically write in her notebook with a glittery pen. Partially for silly gender euphoria and partially because it's fun.
Summary: When Anti hasn't come out of his area in a while, Jackie gets concerned.
Word count: 2,532.
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Shifts at the Mega Pizzaplex often felt as though they dragged on for hours to some people. On top of the fact that none of them could leave, some people never stopped working. Dark, for example, was always on their feet. Phantom the DJ practically had his hands glued to his turntable. Anti worked with kids in the morning and cleaned up their messes at night.
Speaking of Anti…
Jackie put his guitar down and rubbed his shoulder, looking over to see the red mark left by the strap. Around him, the other Glamrocks de-glamorized the moment the red curtain hit the floor. He tore off his shirt with ease and mopped sweat off of his brow. Performing on stage under the bright lights could be exhausting, but he wouldn't change a thing. The guitarist loved his job.
As he lay his guitar in its case, his head suddenly whipped to the right. “Hey Will,” he said, “did you see Anti out there in the crowd? I don't think I've seen him in a while.”
Wilford closed his eyes and wiggled his moustache, then opened them and shook his head. “No, can't say I saw him.” He shrugged out of his costume and balled it up under one arm, walking over to his dressing room door. “Well, I'll be in here if you need me.”
“Gotcha.” The door closed, and Jackie sighed. Now that he was thinking back to it, Anti hadn't shown up to a show for a while. Normally he would stand at the edge of the stage with Dark, chatting away and watching the show. His hands would be gesturing all over the place while Dark watched and occasionally added in their thoughts. Chase walked by, and Jackie put a hand on his arm. “Hey Chase? Is Anti still in his area?”
“I think he is.”
“Oh.” Jackie frowned, getting a sinking feeling in his stomach. Anti wasn't very social, but to not show up at all for days? “Do you think he's okay?”
Chase's eyes darted around, and he lowered his voice. “Go ahead and check on him if you want, I'll cover for you. Just put a shirt on.” They nodded in agreement, then Jackie went into his own room. Chase knew him so well. He was so caring, which was something that Jackie loved about him.
His costume was a bit tight (perfect for the fans, he supposed), so he was very happy to shed the rest. The guitarist slipped into a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, letting his breath out. He'd just grab a few water bottles for himself and Anti before leaving. Jackie opened the door and went over to the mini fridge in the lobby. Pushing past the Fizzy Faz and Monster Energy, he grabbed two bottles for the road.
Marvin caught him just before he left. “Hey, could you grab some wipes from Starlight Cove? If it's not too much trouble.”
“Yeah! I'll stop in, I've been meaning to go anyways.” He nodded, looking down at his shoes, and Marvin left. While the others went out to face the leftover crowd, he leapt off the stage and crept off. He could hear Chase explaining why he wasn't there (“he needs a break tonight, he pulled his shoulder. We have some signed autographs from him, however!”), and he smiled.
As luck would have it, the halls were mostly empty. A teenager walked by as he passed Starlight Cove, reminding him to go in. Jackie poked his head in. Stacy and Cecily sat down at a table, painting a few girls' nails. Two girls and a boy sat on nearby bean bag chairs with magazines and hair curlers. The guitarist cleared his throat.
Stacy glanced up and smiled. “Jackie! Hey, how are you?” The children looked up as well, smiling at him as he walked in.
“Marvin needs some wipes, and I'd like to buy a magazine. We've been making a collage backstage and don't have enough.”
Nodding, the woman focused on finishing her job. “Absolutely! Let me finish this hand and I'll ring you up.” She turned her attention to the client. “Put your hand under the lamp and wait, I'll be right back.” Stacy got up from her seat and walked to the magazine rack, her robe swishing around with every movement. As she went to the counter and began checking him out, Jackie leaned in.
“Have you talked to Anti recently?” he asked. Stacy shook her head.
“Not for a while,” she whispered back. “I was going to check in on him, but we've been swamped here.”
“That's what I'm doing now.” He stood up straight, then grinned wide. “Well, thank you! I'll be on my way now. See you later Stacy, see ya Cecily.”
“See you!”
And with that, Jackie continued to walk to the daycare. Parents usually finished picking their kids up by now, so Anti would be mostly (if not entirely) alone. It sucked that the daycare was so far away from everything else, but it was how the daycare attendant enjoyed it. He wasn't a very social person. In fact, he'd only recently started showing up to gigs to support the Glamrocks.
The hallways were now completely empty; even the laughter and shouts of children had died down. One or two noises made him look up, but nobody was there. Jackie shrugged, deciding to just carry on. His ears were still slightly ringing, after all. It was probably just his brain making stuff up.
When he reached the daycare, he could immediately tell that something was off. Blocks and balls were strewn across the floor. Some bottles of glitter glue lay on a nearby table, and one of the bottles didn't have a lid. He went over and cleaned up the mess, then turned to take in more of his surroundings. Well, this was Anti's area, but where was Anti?
The sound of someone softly crying reached his ears. Jackie turned again. Anti sat in the corner next to a large block, his face buried in his hat. Beside him was an old lantern shining on his body. As Jackie came closer, he stepped on a crayon and snapped it.
Anti's head went up. “Jackie!” he said, standing up and holding out his arms. “Hello! I'm so sorry that the daycare is this messy, I-” He was cut off by a yawn, opening his mouth wide and quickly covering it. “Sorry! How are you?”
“I'm doing great! I wanted to see if you were okay because I haven't seen you…” Jackie trailed off, noticing how different Anti seemed. Dark bags had developed under his eyes, and his eyes themselves were bloodshot. His hair seemed as though it hadn't been brushed in a while. Every movement was wobbly and sluggish. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, yeah! I'm just a bit tired.” The attendant stifled another yawn, then grinned. “Today's been great! I led the kids in a song and some animal-themed crafts. They loved it.” He scratched his face, and Jackie watched glitter fall from his beard.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah! I…” Slowly, the grin slid from Anti's face. “Well, not really.”
Jackie glanced around, then brought Anti closer. “You can tell me, you know. I won't bite your head off.”
After a minute, Anti sighed. “They installed new lights last week, they're much brighter than the other ones. But I can't sleep because of how intense they are, even when making a little block fort. If I turn the lights off I transform, and I don't want to hurt other employees. Or worse, the kids.”
Jackie blinked. He'd forgotten about all of Anti's features, and he remembered hearing about the lights being installed. “That's awful, I'm sorry about that. You have your lantern though, right?”
“It's pretty close to dying, but yes.”
The guitarist scratched his head. “Shit, man. You can come backstage with me! It's dim enough to sleep under.”
“I wouldn't be able to stay every night, though. And plus I have work to do every night.” Anti began to pop his knuckles and looked away. “I'll figure something out.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
They stared at each other, then Jackie held out one of the water bottles he had brought. “Here, staying hydrated is important.” He turned and left, fidgeting with a ring that he'd forgotten to take off. God, that was so stupid to say, he thought. Now that he knew what was wrong, he needed to make a plan.
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The next day, he sat at his dressing room vanity. Marvin struggled to pull his shoe up on the bed behind him. Part of him wanted to go straight back to the daycare and talk to Anti again. He still didn't get why Anti wouldn't come back with him, but he also didn't feel like pushing it. There was a stomping sound.
“I hate these boots,” Marvin mumbled, standing up. “Hey, by the way, thanks for grabbing the wipes.”
“You're welcome! I'll meet up with you in a second.” When Marvin left, he sighed. Jackie couldn't get what Anti said out of his mind. The thought of him hurting someone else… He shook his head. No, he could think about it later. For now, he had a show to put on.
To his surprise, Stacy and Cecily stood in Dark and Anti's spot next to the stage. The women waved, and he walked over to talk. Stacy still wore her robe, but she wore jeans and a crop top under it. Cecily wore her usual tank top but had spruced it up with a black jacket. As soon as he was sitting next to them, Stacy started talking.
“Starlight Cove wasn't doing great today, so we closed up early and came to support you guys! By the way, how was Anti? Oh, and how's the collage coming along? Can I see it? And how's Chase?”
“Babe, let him breathe,” Cecily said, tugging her partner's arm. “You're looking stellar, Dear, you're going to do great.” She smiled, patting Jackie on the head.
“Thank you! I'm doing okay, Anti not so much. He hasn't been able to sleep because of the new lights.” Jackie ran a hand through his hair, letting out another sigh. “I want to help but I don't know what to do.”
“Hmm…” Cecily leaned against the stage. Her lips parted for a moment, but she closed them again. “How about a flashlight?”
“He has an old lantern, that's it. I don't -”
Stacy piped up with “how about a night light?”
It clicked in Jackie's head. “Yeah, you're right! I can't believe I didn't think of that. I have one laying around.” He grinned and brought Stacy into a hug. “Thanks Stacy.”
“No problem.”
“Jackie! The show's starting,” Wilford called from the middle of the stage. Jackie nodded at the women and got up, jogging over to grab his guitar.
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As soon as the show ended, Jackie went back to his dressing room. His guitar went back on it's rack, his costume went into the hamper, and Jackie flopped into his bed. He'd take a quick break before seeing Anti again. Jackie rolled over to face the wall. Stacy's idea was a great one, there just happened to be a problem with it.
He was still using his night light.
Jackie didn't like to admit it, but pitch darkness made him nervous. Sure, he didn't have much to fear at the Mega Pizzaplex, but he couldn't shake the fear. His night light was shaped like a jack-o'-lantern and cut through the darkness of his room. It shone bright enough to ensure that Anti wouldn't transform, however…
With a smile, Jackie sat up. He rolled out of bed and crawled over to his night light, pulling it from the wall and cradling it in his hands. Jackie could get something else to light up his room. Right now, Anti was more important to him. His casual clothes lay on the edge of his dresser.
“You're gonna love your new home,” he said quietly, holding the night light in one hand. “Anti will love you.” He poked his head out of his dressing room, and when the coast was clear he ran into the hall.
His footsteps echoed through the empty hallways, though for once he didn't mind. The closed-down (and generally closed) areas left a smile on his face as he passed them. He'd been into a few of them before they closed. As for the ones that were just closed for the night, he enjoyed a majority of them. He passed an arcade station, a hair salon, and of course Starlight Cove.
And before he knew it, he stood at the entrance of the daycare. The night light was still in his hand, which he held tighter. Jackie entered the daycare and began to search for Anti. Even more blocks had been knocked over, the ball pit looked more like a stuffed animal jacuzzi, and pizza crusts lay on the floor. Anti would never let this slide normally.
“Anti?” he called, cupping his free hand around his mouth. A rustling came from the corner of the room, which he went over to. “Hey, Anti. Come out.”
Slowly, Anti crawled out from the corner, where he had been hiding under a pile of teddy bears. “Hi.”
“I have something for you.”
This instantly perked the attendant up. Anti stood up and looked at him, waiting for Jackie to speak again. “What is it?”
Jackie presented the night light to him. “I found this lying around,” he lied, “we can set up a bed for you and you can sleep.”
Suddenly, Anti's arms were wrapped around him. The attendant was kissing his chest and squeezing him as tight as he could, his face planted right against Jackie's body. “Thank you so much, this means so much to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you…”
“It's nothing! Like I said, it was gathering dust in my room. And it's going to make you so much happier.” When he finally pried Anti off of him, he walked over to an outlet. “Go grab a blanket and pillow.” He lay a few of the toppled blocks down and added a blanket on top as a mattress. Anti returned with a green blanket and two pillows.
“Thank you again,” he said. “Go turn out the lights.” Anti picked up the night light and plugged it in, watching it light up. Jackie jogged over to the other wall and flipped the light switch, going back quickly in case Anti did transform. He held his breath, as did Anti.
“Feel any different?”
After a minute, Anti let his breath out. “No, just tired. Really, really tired.”
“I don't blame you.” Jackie got up again and returned with his own blanket and pillow, laying next to Anti. “I've got you in case anything happens. Go ahead, rest.”
“Finally.” Anti smiled. “Thanks, Jackie. You're the best.” His eyes closed, and before Jackie knew it he was out cold. He opened his mouth and let out a snore.
Jackie couldn't help but smile in return. “You're welcome, Anti. Sleep well.”
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This is technically pre-relationship Antihero but it doesn't have to be taken that way.
FNAF:SB!AU from @iamvegorott with some changes made.
Tagging uhh. Fuck it no tags.
Jk jk my mutuals ain't getting away from me that easily! @glass-trash-bab @bondedostae
