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One question, are you single? Sorry for the question but I'm more than curious :b
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Warren x Reader (18+)
Im pleased to announce...
YO SHE’S GONE MENTAL!
I hate him. I love him. I hate him. I lo-
dhmis fans scare me
pEOPLE have GOT to stop making Warren so fucking nerdy and hot GOD DAMMIT
(do i smell a new fanfic...??)
Starlight, starbright (Moon x reader 18+)
You hate capitalism. It's not like you hated your job, but you hated having to work over 40 hours a week to make ends meet. But, in all that's not right in the world, it's not like you can change it. So here you are, waking up at 10 PM to eat, grocery shop, clean your house and ready yourself for your 9-5 shift at a Pizzaplex. If you're lucky that is, you're usually either called in early or asked to stay later.
Ah, the Pizzaplex. You've been working in it for over a year now and you've yet to celebrate the accomplishment of 'not getting lost' in a single shift. You work as the only second night-time security guard, the first one being Vanessa, aka your manager.
Vanessa, despite her rather grumpy first impressions, wasn't that bad. You found it easy to work with her, usually since you rarely ever see her. You always attempt to wave and be friendly when you're both patrolling the large building, but you often see her up top watching the security cams.
So, that left the rest of the work for you. Apparently, it's too busy for what human staff there is in the mornings that most of the chores that need to be done for the next day to run smoothly fall onto you. Yay.
Usually, the tasks aren't that bad, but you've been known to be a people pleaser. Taking out the trash, restocking plates, dishes, toilet paper, and your very favourite, cleaning. It didn't matter there were more cleaning bots than humans after hours, oho no. They left all those dirty spots which weren't the floor, to be cleaned by you.
And as seen fit by paying parents and kids mostly under 10, there were a lot of messes when you arrived. Mostly in the atrium where all the parties started, but there were some spills and stains on Roxy Raceway carts, around the walls of Fazer Blast but surprisingly not a lot in Monty's gator golf. Probably cause golf is LAME!
You finished gobbling up your poorly made dinner, slightly burnt salmon and overcooked asparagus. You're good at your job, but not so much at other things. Cooking, for example. All cleaned up, you figured no time like the present to get going.
You've already changed into your uniform, all black attire. Snug pants and a button-up shirt you tucked into them. Slick flats that often got caked in dirt, dust, and other variations of wetness known to man from around the building. After all the things you've witnessed kids spit up, you're not that keen on having any yourself.
A shiver runs up your spine as you step out of your apartment, partially from the conversation going on inside your own mind, really you have to go into all this detail and make people wait for the good stuff? But it was primarily due to the increasingly colder weather being thrown at you in the early months of October.
You huffed and ran back inside to get your Fraz-tastic sweater, as marketed in the plex. You just call it your work sweater since you have to wear something that has the logo on it. Does it really make that much of a difference corporate?
Inside the car, you switched the radio on and turned it up. Humming, you tapped your fingers along the wheel as you listened to the beats broadcasted to the beginning of a long night. You were a little hesitant about coming in tonight, all because of a stupid animatronic.
Here it is folks, what we've all been waiting to talk about... The main event. The night time daycare robot called Moon, as opposed to his brighter counterpart. You've met the both of them, having been introduced to all the sentient bots at the start of your work. It was only a few months after you got hired you were offered the position of security guard, which you took up right away.
Since you only worked night shifts, you got to see a lot of the black and blue fucking menace. Moon was, which everyone referred to him as, the watchdog. For some reason, they let this thing have free roam at night which before annoyed you to no ends. Constantly sneaking up on you, poking you, scaring you, playing the goddamn Michael Myers song on his inner music box as he chased you in the dark.
You'd just about had enough and often thought about carrying a broom just to swat him away.
It was horrible at the beginning, but now that you've put up with that "Naughty, naughty go to sleep" bullshit, there were times you could hesitantly chill around him. Usually, when you got fed up and yelled at him, he'd follow you around silently. Throwing a few sarcastic comments, you would ignore them, take deep breaths, and try to have a civil conversation.
You could say you were friends with him? In the past, it wasn't like you and this robot were buddy-buddy but things had changed in a short matter of time. But back to the matter at hand, why were you so iffy about coming in tonight?
Well, amongst the few times you'd finish work early you'd have about a 30-minute window before you could actually leave the plex and complete a shift. That left a few options on how you wanted to spend your time. You could go to the few hidden human break rooms scattered around the building and scroll on your phone, visit the arcade, talk to the glam rocks... In which the whole time you'd be creepily stalked by Moon.
You didn't know why he kept following you, seeing as you were here each night and he knew it was you tripping over mop bots. Of course, he'd be there when you did and laugh in your face with that glitched voicebox of his. It annoyed you, obviously, but what could you do?
With him hovering over your shoulder for the 8+ hours you were in the dimly lit plex, you had no choice but to endure. Your chats started off with you trying to initiate, a peaceful, friendly conversation but it always turned to rot with Moon either not replying, avoiding, dodging, or insulting you in the process. You kept trying though, seeing as both your personalities didn't deter one from the other and you soon found yourself smiling a bit at Moon's antics. If you tried hard enough, you could convince him to play one of your favourite songs from his music box.
It was all fine and dandy up until around 2 months ago. Moon started acting.. Weird around you? If you could call it that. Before, he had made no effort to stand close to you let alone touch you. He would usually just cling to the ceiling with the hook on his back holding him up with a wire (..?) or stalk idly behind you. Now when you went in, it was almost like there was a line connecting you two.
You always kept to a schedule when doing your tasks, heading to the Glam-Rock rooms first, cleaning their trash, fixing cracks in Monty's walls, and reassuring Roxy her hair looked good for at least the first 20 minutes of your shift. Then you would drag the giant ass garbage cart around that took a person and a half's strength to push around, hauling black trash bags into the even bigger bag.
You would do this for each and every garbage can, which took you about two hours before coming to the daycare's trash. It was there you'd meet up with Moon, who'd sometimes greet you with a sly remark, "Hav-having fun?" and start following you.
The wait time shortened though as he started meeting up with you in the atrium instead of waiting for you to get to the daycare. It was a little weird at first, this robot that didn't seem to like you all that much but did have an obsession with following you started following you more. You started teasing him when it became constant.
"Missed me again? It's only been a couple of hours Moon." You smirked as you threw another bag of trash into your cart before looking behind you. The animatronic stood still, crouched, staring ahead at you with beady red eyes. They didn't creep you out as much now.
You heard him speak, static, incomparable. Too low for you to understand and too jumbled. You sometimes felt bad for the guy, having a broken voice box. "What was that?" You turned around, continuing to push your cart as you waited for a response. Even though you were here for 8 hours, there was a lot to do.
"..Nothin-g." He spoke, gargled. You hummed, peeking a quick glance behind you as you continue your work. A few more trash stops later and you're a little concerned for the animatronic tailing behind you. Normally you'd be able to make some small talk with him, but today he seemed quieter than usual.
Just as you were bent down over a can, stuffing another black bag inside it you felt a presence from behind you. Pushing yourself up, you stumbled a bit before your back hit something hard. "Ack!" You jumped, turning around from whatever you just touched. Moon was standing so oddly close behind you.
"K-Klutz." Moon chuckled a bit as your face scrunched up.
"Oh shut it, I've seen you trip over your own pants." You looked down at the baggy blue jester pants. Red points seemed to glaze over you in the dimly lit building as he stared at you. Huffing, he made his way over to your cart. Your eyes widened, hands reaching out to stop him as your feet began to move. "Moon, no don't-!"
Too late.
Pushing a button on the side of the cart made whatever was in the large can tip over. The function helped a lot when you were unloading the trash bags into the chute, but it also served as one of the many ways Moon fucked with your work. About 20 medium-sized bags had fallen out of the compartment and onto the tiled floor. He really knew how to push your buttons.
Moon chuckled at your furious expression as they fell. You fumed and marched over towards him, glaring at the smirking bot before bending down to pick up a bag. "What can I do.." You hissed and threw another bag into the cart. "To make you stop.." You had the urge to throw a bag at him. "Doing that!" Smashing the last bag down, you looked up panting. Hauling 20 bags is no easy joke.
Moon had crouched down, usually being lower to the ground than his counter-part to add weirdness to his already creepy 'spider-like' aura. He had one arm laid across his leg and the other dug into one, hand cupping his faceplate. He tapped on the metal once, twice, humming out a static noise. You groaned, he was taking too long. Not that you expected an answer anyways.
Turning away, you put all your annoyance and anger into pushing the heavy cart towards the back door to dump. Once reaching the back door, you turned to see if Moon had followed you, but all that was met was an empty room. You rolled your eyes. Good, he'll have some time to reflect on how much of a jackass he is! (He won't)
Getting outside, you were faced with the lovely stench of.. Garbage. Yuck, yuck, yuck. You were in the midst of breathing in through your mouth and lifting the 2d bag when the back door opened. Turning, you jumped at the sight of a tall being.. Only to recognize it as Moon. Shit, you always forget how tall he really is.
Stepping outside, you turned away in annoyance. "What do you want Moon? Here to dump my cart again?" You hauled another bag in.
"No, nO, nooo. I tho-ought abOut it." He giggled, coming closer towards you until he was right beside you, next to the cart. You looked at him, stared. Shifting your weight, you waited. You tilted your head. He copied you.
"Well, what is it!" You expressed through your hands, opening them in a flash, spreading them into the air.
"Call m-me sometHing el-LSe." He tilted his head, further, until his face plate spun around. You narrowed your eyes. That's it? Does he not like the name Moon?
"Like... Jackass?" You let out a laugh, not so mad now. He shook his finger in front of you. You thought, like.. "Like a nickname?"
"Y-YEs, yes. Sun-Sunny gIves eveRyon-ne t-them." You nodded softly. Uh, ok.. A little bit of a weird request since Sun is so bubbly and Moon is.. Not so much. Well, what kind of nickname can you give Moon? There had to be a thousand possibilities, but you were never known for being all that creative with names.
"Uh, well what about.. Moony?" You shrugged, smiling awkwardly with the basic way of adding Y to a name. Fuck it sounded stupid when you said it out loud. There was a second between Moon stilled before his faceplate started to spin. Fast. Your eyes widened as you backed away, for safety, a grin spreading to your face. "Woah, shit dude alright. Moony it is." You let out a laugh as he gripped his head in a hurry, slowing down the spinning metal. He grinned with you, rewarding you with a soft, scratchy chuckle.
And so, it started off being closer to you, talking to you a bit more. Giving him a nickname, which has grown on you in the last 2 months, often using it instead of his actual name. I mean, that's the point of a nickname right?
After becoming used to the hovering and the poking and the "He's standing so close to me what the hell." It got more intense. More touchy. Hands on your hips, to move you?? Playing with your hair, observing your face, trying to poke your eye one time. Aside from trying to blind you, you didn't mind it that much. It was nice, somewhat. Plus, you got Moon to open up!
Intimate touching was what it moved into. How? You had no idea. Did you want it to stop?
...No?
You let out a loud groan, leaning into your seat as you turn off the engine. Welp, if you want to get paid this week... You turned the keys, stepped out of the car and shoved them into your black purse strapped tightly to your hip.
You parked a little further away from the Plex than usual, giving you more walking and thinking time. Moon's hands would snake farther down, deeper. In the 30-minute window, you could do a lot of exploring something. Like.. One's body. It wasn't sex or anything, PFT I mean, could you? Even? Imagine? IT???
...
It was more touching his hands, him touching yours. Examining his faceplate, the tiny scratches around his body, hand prints on his back, the ripped stitches on his nightcap that definitely needed to be sewn.
It was never you who initiated but had yet to complain when his hand swept away a strand of hair or held your cheek. His hands that caressed your waist, eye lights that ran over the piece of skin that lay uncovered by an unused shirt button...
You shivered.
Your hands shook inside the pockets of your hoodie. Instead of a leisure stroll, you upped the ante and began speed walking towards the glass doors. God damn this cold is nipping you in the ass right now. Scanning yourself in, you ran into the much, much warmer area than outside.
Breathing a sigh of relief, you immediately went towards the janitor closet. Hopefully, you'll be able to get a few things done before Moon pops in. You did a quick scan of the Glam-Rock's rooms, seeing fewer marks on Monty's room than the night before.
A quick 45-minute session of cleaning 4 rooms went by quickly. Freddy was nice and considerate as you took away and replaced his trash, Roxy wanted your advice on which keytar would be better to use for the show tomorrow, Chica offered you pizza, and Monty was surprisingly not in his room trashing it.
Once done with that, you did a quick unload of garbage before starting your real rounds in the atrium. It was then when your thoughts started to wonder, where was Moon? I mean, it wasn't always he'd be so early to follow you but it hadn't been this late to see him in months.
You looked around you, trying to find 2 red lights either by you or above you. You didn't, with a small pout on your face you continued pulling the garbage bag, tightening, wrapping, knotting, and hauling it into the cart.
It was only when you were heading back inside from emptying the cart outside that you heard the soft jingling of bells. You pushed your cart through the doors, back into the warm 4 walls and looked around. "Moony?" You stopped when the door shut behind you. You couldn't see him.. But you could hear him.
You trudged along. Next stop was the daycare. You kept eyeing the ceiling, turning to glance behind your shoulder in case he was following you. You did not want to get jump scared tonight. Or any other.
Finally, with your arm strength being put to the test each night, your cart was parked outside the entrance to the daycare. Moon started leaving the doors open for you, in a generous gesture to make it easier for you to get the garbage and clean. Only after he got tired of you asking to help push open the doors.
In front of you stood a line between light and dark. The daycare's lights were shut off, leaving a vast, unseeable depth. You heard a deep chuckle from above, no.. Inside? You looked behind you, but nothing.
"Moony come out!" You yelled out to the darkness. But nobody came. You stepped inside, hearing another high, static laugh. "If you scare me, you're getting smacked." Bells from above alerted you, lifting your head up. High above you, in almost complete darkness, you could see the etched figure of the tall Moon robot.
"Star light.. St-star brigHt.." Two red eye lights began to hue upon you as he swings closer. He dangles from the hook supported him, but perfectly balanced in mid-air. You can't even imagine the core strength. "F-FiRs-t stAr I s-sEEee tonIghT." He spins, twists, and dances as the jester he was made to be.
You smile, recognizing the poem. It's funny how much of a performance he's set up for you tonight. "Wi-Ish I may, Wish I mIghT," Gracefully he falls, one shoe before the other in front of you, he raises a hand and lifts your chin slightly to look up at him. "HaVe this wISh-h I wish tOnigHt."
Your cheeks deepen in colour as your eyes wander the worn, darkened faceplate. You swallow thick saliva and put on your best sly grin. "Hello, Moony." It came out more breathy and awkward than you anticipated.
"Hello-o STarliGht.." He spoke as he dropped his hand from your chin. You didn't like to admit it but you liked it when he touched you. It was a moment before the two of you spoke again, instead deciding to stare at each other in silence. You finally coughed.
"Um, well.. Man of the moon, what is your wish?" You jokingly asked. The small bells strung by long red ribbons dangled from his wrist as they lowered with his body, the only sound in the daycare paired with your soft breathing. There were times when you thought he was breathing, as silly as it sounded with a robot but you figured out the noise he made while examining you was more akin to a cat. A slow purr.
His crouching stance served a purpose, supporting one metal elbow dug into the thick fabric of his patterned pants as his hand folded around the bottom of his face, tapping against crescent cheeks. It's what you've grown accustomed to when he thinks.
"..ThiNking."
"..Well, you let me know by 5." A small laugh escapes you before it's rendered silent once more in the plex. You look backwards, towards your cart before you make your way towards it. Moon watches as you roll your cart inside the daycare, stopping when it's too dark to see before clapping your hands together. "Ok Moony, you gonna help today or do I need this?" You gesture to the flashlight attached to your work pants.
Moon stands up before offering an out-stretched palm towards you with a weirdly, but not surprisingly dark chuckle. "I gUe-ess I'll hElp, todAy sT-tarlight." Faking a gasp, you roll your eyes with a smile as you take his hand, soft silicone melting into your own fleshy palm.
"Well aren't you a gentleman." You laugh as he looks at you, red eyes trailing over you before turning away. He guides you through the dark, showing you the way to the many tiny garbage cans scattered throughout. It's a couple of trips back to the cart, throwing garbage bags, crayons, and ripped paper into the mix as well as heaving cleaning supplies over to spots even Sun can't scrape out.
Moon continued to follow you around the plex as you did your tasks. It was surprising to say at least when he offered to help you, picking up tidbits of trash, scrubbing the spots on walls where you couldn't reach and throwing the large bag of garbage from your cart into the trash with ease.
With the extra hands, you had just less than 2 hours before you were allowed to clock out. With nothing else to do, you decide to go back to the daycare. You were often told you had energetic hands, and with the cart shoved back into the janitor's closet you didn't know what to do with them. Swinging them as you walked, Moon behind you, you turned around just a few inches away from the tall robot.
"Hey, do you have anything I could hold onto? It's just I need to touch something right now." You explain with a short laugh. Moon knew about your dance hands, usually having small items in the pockets of his pants for this occasion but it had been cleaning day the night before and he hadn't any time to fill them. He shrugged, eyes trailing your mouth as you pouted and went to turn away.
Cold softness wrapped around one of your hands, your eyes looked down to see Moon's hand wrapped around your own. You looked up, Moon's non-changing smile, eye lights going back and forth from your face to the connection. Your lips turn upwards. In silence, you thank him for the kind gesture by squeezing his hand slightly, which he does back in return. A giddiness of excitement passes through you, and your heart begins to race.
You start to think of how things have done a 180 from meeting Moon to now. From being terrified, scared, aggravated, annoyed, and now.. What? Did you have feelings for a robot? No.. You definitely thought you were raised better than this.
The walk back to the daycare suddenly felt longer, the only thing you were focused on was how large Moon's hands actually were. Your hand was engulfed by his, long fingers reaching your carpal bone, or otherwise known as the pointy bone that makes slender hands so sexy.
Finally arriving at the daycare, you expected him to let go of your hand. But he didn't. Instead, continuing to walk further into the darkness of the childish, wild room. You came to the usual place you spent chilling with him during the end of your shift, a pile of blankets, pillows, and beanbag chairs pushed into a corner.
It was you who let go first, brushing off the weird vibe in the air as you fell back onto the plush bed, saying a quick "Weee!" as you fall. Moon rolled his eyes, stood still for a moment, before flipping himself into a bridge, twisting his faceplate around and coming straight for you. Your eyes widened in terror as the spider-like robot came full throttle towards you.
"ACK! No Moony, oh my gooAWD-!" You held your hands up in front of you, clenching your eyes shut as your face braced for impact. You waited..
Nothing.
A low chuckle came before it started to pierce your ears. Your eyes opened slowly, realizing he was just inches away from your face, body turned back over. Thank god. "S-SillY stAr, alwayS so easILy afRaid.." You scoffed as he leaned away from you, flopping down onto the cushions behind him.
"Ugh! Stop doing that! It's not funny." His laugh said otherwise. You started kicking him softly, the tiny bells on his jester shoes tinkering with the movement. He laid his hands over his lap, smirking at you as your attacks did nothing on him.
"Is toOoo." Seeing it was better than arguing with him, you dropped it. Instead of continuing kicks, you brought your feet up close enough to take off your increasingly dirty flats. Stretching out your legs, your feet started playing with the bells on his own shoes. Silence hovered, wanting to speak but what to say.
"Moony, how about some tunes?" You suggest, head cocked in the beanbag behind you. Moon seemingly snapped out of the trance he was in, staring at the way your feet touched his.
"HmMmm.. PlaYin-ng sonGs otHer tHan L-Lullabyes is prOhIbiTed." He tapped your foot with the bottom of his shoes, red eyes poking up and looking into yours. You clicked your tongue, groaning into the beanbag with much exaggeration.
"Oh cmon, you did it before!" But only after like, 10 minutes of begging. He shrugged, eyeing you as he gave you an in. A moment to try something. You thought..
"Please, please, pretty please?" You sit up, clutching your hands together in a prayer. A moment passed, the two of you falling into a stare-off. Moon's head finally made the first movement, spinning before he lets out a low sigh.
"W-WhaT sOng?" You smile and cheer, falling back into the beanbag.
"I really hope you're not asking that Moony. 'What song?' pshh." You waved your hand, closing your eyes as Moon shook his head. Your favourite song entered your ears in a matter of moments, humming along as Moon continues the 'staring contest'.
It was by the end of the song that you heard something else. Loud thumps from outside the daycare. Opening your eyes, you looked up and saw Moon already standing and alert. Music shut off, you get up onto your feet and edge closer towards him.
"Maybe it's a cleaning b-?" You were shushed by a long, blue-tipped finger pushed against your lips.
"Shh." He didn't turn to look at you, which was a blessing. If only he could have seen the way your eyes widened, maybe he felt how your lips parted ever so slightly. Too bad he took his finger away.
A shout was heard, more loud thuds coming closer towards the both of you. You furrowed your brows, who would be in the plex this late..? Vanessa isn't this loud.. Nobody can breach this place.. Who would be so loud?
Your eyes flipped from Moon to the light entrance of the daycare. The thumping became louder, louder, until you could see a large shadow in front. You squinted your eyes, taking a step forward trying to make out who it was when a hand wrapped around your waist.
In a matter of mere seconds, you were in the air. You screamed, clutching onto the body of the hands securely holding you up. "Qui-eT." Moon whispered in your ear. Your breathing, fast and heavy at the fact you were so high up, slowed as you instead focused on counting how many stars were embroidered into his hat.
Moons gaze was focused on the entrance but caught glance of your own eyes as you tilted your head. It took you a moment to calm down before realizing you were entangled with Moon. Your legs were instinctually wrapped around his waist, his hands pressed against your back and under your butt, carrying you as one would a child. Your arms pressed against his chest as your head reached just below his neck.
"I thought I heard somethin'.." A rough voice came from the ground. You turned around to look. Whirrs from Moon's chest picked up as he made a low growl of annoyance.
"It-T's thE stUpiD gAto-or.." Sure enough, it was Monty at the doors, checking out the place. You remembered how he hadn't been in his room at the start of the night. You rolled your eyes as you watched the broad animatronic huff before thumping away.
"Well atleast it wasn't an intruder, heh." You awkwardly laugh, turning your head back around to face Moon. Now that Monty was gone, shouldn't he be lowering you by now? You can't say you're much of a fan of heights. That's when a thought came back to you. "Hey Moony?" You whisper, watching as his eyelights fall upon you. "Were you ever gonna tell me your 'wish'?" Using quatation marks with your fingers as you spoke.
His grip on you tightened slightly, making you raise a brow. It was silent for a moment as if he needed a second to collect his thoughts. The mechanisms inside of him spoke when he didn't, whirling fans seemed louder now that you were closer.
"My wi-wISh.. StaRlighT," He groaned out, clutching your body against him as he loomed his face over yours. "Is.. YoU." It was your turn to shut down now, mouth slowly parting as you processed his words.
"..Me?" You spoke, suddenly feeling cocooned within his hold. His eyes never left you, focusing on your reaction. It's true when they say hot air rises, suddenly feeling warm in your thick sweater. Ok think, be.. Reasonable with this.. You have got to think, think rationally! "But.. Moony you know-"
Now for the third time tonight, he's shut you up whilst talking. But it wasn't with his finger or words, having been only inches away from your face as he held you, it was a quick surprise when his faceplate smashed against your lips. You yelped, only to be caught breathless as you felt a latch open against your cheeks. With your lips parted, something long and dreadfully wet entered your mouth.
You couldn't gasp in surprise, your hands clutched the skinny shoulders of your kisser. How could you think rationally when Moon was kissing you! With a tongue! Since when do they have a tongue??
A hand left your back, only supported by the one under your butt as you were pressed against his chest. The unoccupied hand cupped your cheek, stroking it for a few before it slid down your skin. The kiss deepened as you fought to breathe. His hand wrapped gently around your throat, squeezing only slightly enough to send a shock of something through you.
Finally, contact was broken. You gasped for air as a line of thick saliva separated from your own mouth from his tongue. A low chuckle rushed through your ears as his hand patted your rosy cheek.
"I f-fOrgot yOu NeEded to bReaThe." He tsked, rubbing your cheeks as you felt yourself being lowered towards the ground. You were at loss for words. Moon's put you at a standstill with actually thinking about how you feel about him and not just denying the feelings.
You can't say you didn't.. Enjoy the kiss.. Infact, you really, really liked it. Feet attached to the ground, thank you Gaia, you watched with half-lidded eyes as Moon unhooked himself from the attachment on his back.
Turning to face you, he smiled. Well, he closed his mouth and made his faceplate look natural again but this one.. This smile looked.. Non-threatening? Inviting, genuine? Does he like you that much? Was all this time being so close and touchy, was it because he liked you?
..God how dense could you be.
But you think.. You liked him back? Something inside you just snapped, intelligence. How stupidly unaware of his advances for the past months? And you liked them! You liked his touches, the banter, his, although annoying and cruel, jokes!
You let out a deep breath, looking up at the standing animatronic. "Uh, Moony?" He crouched down to your level. You shook your hands, a little wet from sweat, and stepped forward until you were mere inches away. "Can I.." Your lips wobbled, feeling awkward. "Make your wish come true?" Your hands reached out, carefully close before you touched his neck ruffle.
In a swoop of motions, you were cuddled in his lap, arms encasing you once more. "YeEsSssS.." He purred in your ears, face hovering rather close to your own as his hands dug into your arms. "H-How I've waItED for th-this." He touched his faceplate against your forehead, nuzzling against you.
You smiled, reaching a hand up. Your fingers came behind his faceplate, tangling through the strands of multicolour wire. Moon froze for a moment as your hands finally touched him. "Moony, kiss me." You looked at him as he pulled away from your forehead. He complied with your request, wasting no time opening his mouth and revealing his long ass tongue.
You moaned softly as his tongue entered your mouth, swirling around the inside. Unconsciously, you began to grind upon him, lifting yourself higher into the kiss as you straddled him. His tongue felt wet even inside your mouth, slime-ish even but with the small droplets of drool seeping through the cracks of your lips and his, you didn't mind. His tongue grappled with yours, twisting, sucking as you clutched around his wires, pulling slightly.
He choked a groan inside, a deep rumbling moving through his chest as he pulled away. A hand tore away from your arm, grabbing a soft hold upon your throat. Such long and slender fingers never did seem as beautiful when they traced your skin. Trailing upwards, his fingers quickly gripped your chin, tilting your sight upwards as you swallowed hard. "Oh h-hOw eXcitIng.." Your eyes watched intently as he slipped his tongue back inside his maw. "LittLe sta-arliGht is eVer soOoo eaGer.." His other hand came to rest on your lower back, pushing you, grinding yourself against him. "To fUfiLl my wiSh?"
You flushed, biting your lip as your lower body continued to press into him. "Ngh.. Yes Moony.. I- Like you." You shut your eyes, insides wobbly, butterflies in your stomach bad. "I.. Wanna live up to my nickname, heh.." Starlight, the nickname he'd chosen for you from the poem he recited. Your hand dropped from the wires, instead resting on his thin shoulders.
"MhmMm.. Is th-THat sSo?" Arms dropped from your back and chin, leaving you to continue softly grinding against him. His hands slid upon your waist, sliding up and down as he felt the way your body was moulded. You nodded, too focused on not losing the feeling of how good it felt shifted to his thigh, the seam of your pants were justttt right.
"WeLl theN.. ShOw m-me darLinG, shOw me yoU." His eye lights circled you, only on you. Your face, your mouth, your hands clutched to his shoulders, the way your body moved on him. Moon felt himself heating up, as did you. You continued riding his thigh, trying to find and keep the right pace..! It would be easier if you were actually touching him!
You whined as you lost another high, too creaky and clothed in order to get yourself off. Moon aided you with the problem. Slipping his hands from your waist to underneath your shirt and sweater, you grinned as you removed your hands from his shoulders, held your arms up and helped him help you out of your clothes.
You couldn't believe this, taking your clothes off in front of Moon. But.. The way his gaze, his look, the hunger in his eyes doubled at the sight of your skin. Soft and precious, all Moon wanted was to touch, but another part of him wanted to rip you apart. Urges, you know?
Moon made sure to retract his nails as he slid his fingers along your stomach, making you giggle as you clenched at the ticklish feeling. "SofT.." He purred, hands trailing closer to your bra. "So s-sOft.." In a blink, he cut the middle of your bra, exposing your breasts to the world. You gasped, unexpected and oddly sexy of the night robot.
He pulled the straps away, leaving you bare top for all who could see. "Moon that was expensive." You sigh at the remanence of your bra. It was old anyways but still.
He chuckled at your face, cupping your boobs in his large hands as he laughed. "OhH weLl." Squeezing your tits, he began experimenting with your nipple. Taking one between a pointer and a thumb, he softly twisted. You breathed heavily, watching his hands. He did it again whilst massaging your other breast. This continued, switching from one to the other.
Your back arched, feeling shocks of arousal running through you. You want more..
"Muh- Moony, please, please.." You gasped as he pulled at one of your nipples, sending a wave of pain and pleasure down your spine. He stopped at your sound, going back to massaging both boobs as he focused on your face.
"YeSssSs..?" You pat on your pants, slipping a finger around the waistband.
"Off, I need them off." You couldn't do it when you were on top of him, furiously grinding as he played with your tits. Moon's head tilted, faceplate rounding to a spin as you gestured to your lower self. He will, of course, help you.
He set you down gently onto the ground, which was thankfully covered in pillows and blankets. His fingers climb up from your feet, ankle, knee, up your thigh.. To around your waistband. You sucked in a breath as you waited in anticipation.
Moon couldn't help but stare at your face, bitten lip, wide eyes that held excitement, rosy cheeks just exasperating fumes. He pulled off your pants quickly, socks and underwear following soon after. Naked as the day you were born, you had the urge to cover yourself.
"PreTtY.." He spoke, making you look up. Moon hovered above you, knees bent around your legs, one hand beside your head holding him up as the other traced your inner thigh. You spread them further, which caused a chuckle from him. "Mmmmm.. WhaT i-iF I coUld.." He pressed his pelvis against your bare self.
You gasped at the contact, feeling something rather large squirm from the inside of his pants. "BreEd yoU..? YesSssS.." As he spoke, staticy, he undid his skirt, letting it fall behind him as he slipped his pants down just enough for you to see it. A dark blue, galaxy coloured swirled around a squirming tentacle. His dick. It reminded you of the things you've seen on bad dragon.
"Fuck.." You whispered, gawking at the size. Moon spun his face, clicked his tongue and leaned down. His finger traced your cheek, reassuring you.
"D'aWwh.." He grinned at you, making your heart beat race. Pulling away, he grabbed hold of his dick, sliding the slim, wet tip up and down against your entrance. "I-I'll maKe yoU fe-feel gOooOd.." His high chuckle resonated through you as you felt him start to enter.
"FiLl you uP a-and maRk you as.." You bit your lip, clutching the blankets around you as he pushed himself further inside you. "Mine." The stretch burned, hurt, it was painful fitting however large he was inside of you but.. Man! Did it fucking feel amazing. He was only halfway in, and you were already so full. Did he say something about breeding you?
"GoOd giRl, looOoSe youRself.." Moon cooed from above, watching as you suck in tiny breaths, trying to regulate this wonderful intrusion of your body. He pushed further, free hand grabbing onto your hip like a starved animal. His fingers dug into your skin as you bit your lip. "You'Re doIng sO g-good." He encouraged, seeing your face less scrunched up.
The pain was lessening. After a moment, Moon was situated inside you. The pain was still there, just dull. But what distracted you was the tentacle moving inside you. It felt weird, unlike anything you've ever experienced before. You couldn't deny it, it felt good.
"You- you can go." You puffed out, eyes half-lidded as you were suddenly struck with pleasure. With a comforting grip on your waist and words in your ears, Moon pulled back. Almost completely out of you, before settling back inside. It was slow, at first. He would pull out, the tentacle still wiggling inside before shoving himself deeper than the first. The extra wetness covering his dick added to your own, equaling squelches of sounds coming from the pair of you.
Your moans quickened as his fans grew louder from his chest. It feels better now, better than you could even imagine. "ThAt's iT, bE mine.." You look up at him, whining at his intense stare. Red eyelights swirl focused solely on you. Like blood, crimson shines from his eyes onto you.
Your mouth is parted, open, wet as you gasp, saliva, licking your lips. Drawn in, Moon leans down quickly. His tongue slides through your soft lips, into your wet mouth. He doesn't stop pounding into you, caging you under him.
Your high-pitched moans lessen from the kiss. "Yess.. YEsss.." His voicebox flickers, turning his voice raspy and scratched. You can feel it coming, his dick hitting so deep inside of you.. How full he's filled you.. "YoU're goi-Ing to takE alL-lllLl of it.. oF me!" He continues thrusting, sucking your tongue, exploring your mouth, grabbing your side.
You break away for a breath, panting as drool falls from your chin. "O-Oh jesus, Moon!" Your hands sprung up, grabbing his shoulders as a knot unravels from within. Clutching hard, you feel yourself entering a high, white-headed magnificent place.
His hips buck once or twice more before he cries out a static groan. A gush of heat spreads throughout you, the tentacle still wiggling as he poured inside you. You release heavy air, trying to catch your breath as Moon lowers upon you. His head fits in the crook of your neck, long arms reaching up, cupping your cheek and sliding through your hair.
You lay there, processing what just happened. Moon finally picks himself up and slides out of you, dark cum dripping from your hole. You shivered at the sticky feeling, pushing yourself up onto your back as Moon crouches in front of you.
"You diD sooOo goOd staRligHt." He pats your cheek, looking, before standing up fully. Making his way over to a small table, you watch as he grabs a box of tissues. You sighed, rolling your shoulders as you tried to scower in the dark for your clothes. Once back, you thanked Moon and started cleaning yourself up.
"So.. Did I fulfill your wish?" You grin, watching as he picks up an article of clothing. Turning, staring, he threw you your shirt.
"..Yes."
Upgrade (Sun x Reader 18+)
The smuts a ~tad~ sucky bc I haven’t written in a while lol
any tips or resources for writers just starting to write nsfw?
These may or may not be helpful but it's worked for me.
Create a Pinterest board with writing pins. Save any and all writing tips, tricks, and hacks. Anything that'll help in your writing. There's a pin giving 10 different ways to say "Cock"? SAVE IT. There's a pin with 100 different ways to say "Wet"? SAVE IT. I have over 200 pins on my board called "Writing tips and crap" I made in like middle school.
Read it. Read smut, NSFW, lemons or whatever you call them. It'll give you ideas, it'll show you words you've never ever heard of. I found out about the word "Baritone" because I was reading smut about a troll. (It was so fking good) But aside from such a simple word like that, just reading what you might want to create is really helpful to get that old noggin' joggin'.
USE PROPER GRAMMAR. Please, for the love of God, know when to use any and all punctuation. Know how to spell stuff, at least. It is so easy to tell if a smut was written by a 13-year-old and an 18+ person. I would suggest getting Grammarly, I use it daily, even as I write this.
This may be uncomfortable for some people but whenever I'm stuck in a rut, can't figure out a scene or just need some ideas, I turn to good old PH. (Or any other site that gets it going) Watching people do the nasty is suuuppeeerrr helpful if you wanna write about it!
The last, and my most important tip. Never, ever, as long as the grass is green and the trees grow, use the sentence, "Their tongues fought for dominance." That is all.
Hope this helped, or at least gave an idea of where to start. I know it's pretty much basic stuff, but hopefully, it's somewhat useful.
Draw me like one of your french girls (Yb x Reader) 18+
back from the dead.
OH OH CAN YOU WRITE BRUNO SMUT WHEN THE READER AND HIM JUST GOT MARRIED AND THE FIRST NIGHT ITS THE READER FIRST TIME OR ITS THEIR BOTH FIRST TIME FUCK i’m sorry for writing in all caps i’m just HHHHHH
Hopefully I lived up to you.
In the midst of writing and Mitski comes on.
Headcannon
If my parents saw what I write...
I feel like you hate me but I wanna let ya know that I love love love you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I DON'T HATE ANYONE??? Bbg why think that 😩😩😩
Stick pretzel
I stg these the best thing on earth. The holy grail ong. Got my ice cold water and these bad boys? My fingers are gonna hurt by how FAST I’m writing rn
Good boy
Male reader ;)
SUN&MOON
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36210943/chapters/91004731
Hey, I’m a slut for self-promotion. Anyways, chapter 5 is out with slight nsfw at the end ;) Next chapter is gonna be sssssmuuuuuttttt
Fluff Prompts (With rat man)
I haven't written in a while and wasn't really feeling sex scenes rn. Scrolling through TikTok and saw a video on reverse-icks, which conjured this.
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Gorl
I want a gf so bad >:(