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[kairbun]

"Whispers of the Heart: A Cozy Night Unveiling Hidden Feelings"

vanessa shelly x fem reader

plot in short: Y/N offers Vanessa a girls' night out to unwind after a hard week of work.

Warning: This story may include the following warnings: Alcohol Consumption, Mild Sexual Content: The story may contain mild romantic or intimate moments. Exploration of Emotions, Romantic Themes.

Y/N had been planning a girls' night out for Vanessa all week, hoping to give her best friend a chance to unwind from the constant stress of work. Vanessa mentioned that she misses a relaxing evening filled with drinks and warm conversations. Y/N, determined to make this happen, prepared everything meticulously.

When the clock struck 6 p.m., there was a gentle knock on the door throughout the house. Hurrying to answer, Y/N opened the door to see Vanessa standing there, with a bright and contagious smile. The sight of her instantly brightened Y/N's heart, and her feelings for Vanessa subtly stirred beneath the surface.

“Hey, Vanessa! “I’m so glad you’re here,” Y/N exclaimed, wrapping her friend in a warm hug. Vanessa hugged back and a sense of comfort settled between them. Maylo, Y/N's curious and playful cat, ran up to Vanessa's feet, greeting her with a friendly meow.

“Hey, Y/N! I've been looking forward to this all week," Vanessa replied, her eyes shining with anticipation.

Walking inside, Vanessa noticed an elegantly set table decorated with glasses and a bottle of wine. Y/N chose Vanessa's favorite brand, a thoughtful touch that didn't go unnoticed.

“You really gave it your all,” Vanessa said, impressed by the effort Y/N had put into the evening. "Thank you."

Y/N beamed, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness, hoping that the evening would end the way Vanessa had hoped.

"Well, after all, we didn't have a proper girls' night. Well, once in a while, you can get ready properly," Y/N laughed, gesturing for Vanessa to sit in the living room.

"I'll bring a few more snacks, drinking wine without food is the worst evil," she said with a grin, already hearing Vanessa's laughter from the living room at her statement.

Y/N quickly returned with a tray filled with an assortment of snacks: cheese, crackers, fruit, and some chocolates. Placing the tray on the coffee table, she settled beside Vanessa on the sofa.

As they nibbled on snacks and sipped their wine, the conversation flowed effortlessly. They reminisced about old times, their high school escapades, and the funny mishaps they had encountered together.

"Remember the time you walked into the darkroom instead of the classroom?" Y/N chuckled, nudging Vanessa playfully.

Vanessa burst into laughter, recalling the incident vividly. "Oh, how could I forget that? I thought I was entering our class, but instead, I stumbled into your 'photo sanctuary' and freaked out when I saw you trying to salvage those photos! Half of them turned out just black spots!"

Y/N mimicked the panicked expression she had worn back then, causing both of them to dissolve into fits of laughter. "I was so terrified when that door opened unexpectedly! But hey, that mishap led to one of our best inside jokes."

Vanessa wiped away tears of laughter, nodding in agreement. "Absolutely! That moment bonded us in a hilarious way."

Their laughter filled the room, creating a warm and comforting atmosphere. In the midst of their giggles and shared memories, Y/N couldn't help but feel a rush of affection for Vanessa. The way she laughed so freely, the sparkle in her eyes—Y/N cherished these moments more than anything.

As Y/N and Vanessa enjoyed the pleasant evening, they found themselves lost in conversation, gradually finishing one glass of wine and pouring another. The cozy atmosphere was complemented by the soft tunes of their laughter and the occasional clinking of glasses.

Maylo, having satisfied its curiosity with the snacks, decided to explore further. The mischievous cat leaped onto the shelf where the vinyl records were displayed. Suddenly, a series of clatters echoed through the room as some records slipped off the shelf and onto the floor.

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, and she turned her attention toward the commotion. Vanessa also looked towards the shelf, concern written on her face.

"Maylo, what are you doing up there?" Y/N chuckled, realizing her cat's playful antics had disrupted the calm atmosphere.

As Vanessa started to get up from the couch, Y/N reached out, extending her hand towards her. "Vanessa... don't worry, I'll take care of it," Y/N assured her, a gentle smile on her face.

Vanessa hesitated for a moment but then waved her hand dismissively. "No, it's okay. I can help." She gracefully walked over to the shelf, kneeling down to pick up the fallen records.

Y/N joined her, and as they sorted through the vinyl records, Vanessa's eyes lit up when she found one of her favorites. "Oh, this one! I absolutely love this album," she exclaimed, holding up a vintage record.

Y/N, intrigued by Vanessa's excitement, couldn't help but smile. "Well, in that case, we have to play it." She gestured towards the record player, and together they carefully placed the vinyl on it, setting the needle in motion.

As the room filled with the enchanting melodies of Vanessa's favorite song, she couldn't contain her joy. "This song brings back so many memories! I hope you don't mind."

The enchanting melodies of an old record filled the room, creating an atmosphere that seemed to encourage spontaneity. Y/N and Vanessa, under the influence of wine and happy mood, got carried away by the music.

Vanessa's eyes twinkled mischievously as she looked at Y/N. “Well, if we're going to enjoy this properly, I'd like to invite you to dance, ma'am,” she said with a mischievous smile, extending her hand towards Y/N.

Y/N, feeling the boldness of the moment, laughed and accepted Vanessa's invitation. "Why not? Let's make this an unforgettable evening," she replied, placing her hand on Vanessa's.

As they swayed to the music, their laughter and carefree atmosphere filled the room. The dance was filled with cheerful spins, spontaneous movements and shared smiles. The wine gave them courage and allowed them to fully enjoy the moment.

Vanessa's playful energy was contagious and Y/N found herself drawn into the whim of dancing. As they moved around the living room, the furry friend also decided to join in the festivities with his own cat dance.

Amid the laughter and music, Y/N couldn't help but appreciate the carefree connection she shared with Vanessa. The twinkling light of the llamas cast a warm glow on their faces, highlighting the joy between them.

As the song reached its final notes, Y/N and Vanessa were out of breath from their impromptu dance. They fell onto the couch, still giggling, their hearts filled with the joy of the evening.

Vanessa looked at Y/N with a smug smile. "It was great fun! I needed it,” she admitted, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Y/N nodded, feeling satisfied. “I'm glad we could spend this evening together. Here's to more spontaneous moments and unforgettable memories.”

The friends clinked glasses, savoring the remaining hours of the girls' night, cherishing the boldness that the evening had brought to their friendship.

The sun's rays streamed through the curtains, gently waking up Y/N from her peaceful slumber at 10:43 a.m. As she blinked away the remnants of sleep, memories of the fun-filled girls' night flooded back, accompanied by a slightly sore head and a dry throat. She stretched lazily, feeling the aftermath of the bold and joyful evening.

With the grace of a cat, Y/N made her way to the kitchen, taking her steps carefully so as not to disturb the peace of the morning. A glass of water was quickly poured and she drank it as if she hadn't drank water in a week, the cool liquid soothing her chapped throat.

As she set the glass on the counter, Y/N noticed the clock on the wall – 10:43. She laughed to herself, realizing that their night had already lasted until the early morning hours. She pulled out a new glass for Vanessa and poured water into it, taking the pills in the package.

Y/N tiptoed back into the living room, her heart still fluttering from the tender moment she had just witnessed. Vanessa was still sleeping peacefully on the sofa, and Maylo nestled comfortably in the crook of her neck. The sight was undeniably adorable and Y/N couldn't help but feel a warm feeling towards her sleeping friend.

Silently placing the glass of water and headache pills on the table, Y/N couldn't resist the urge to gently brush a few strands of hair away from Vanessa's face. As her fingers gently traced Vanessa's features, a subtle blush tinted Y/N's cheeks. She admired her friend's beauty, the sensitivity captured in the peace of sleep.

Quickly realizing that this was a moment worth preserving, Y/N decided to capture it. She quickly tiptoed back to her room and grabbed her camera. Returning to the living room, she carefully framed the photo, trying to capture Vanessa's peace and innocence in her sleep.

The quiet click of the camera echoed throughout the room, but Vanessa remained undisturbed. Y/N couldn’t help but smile as she looked through the photo, grateful for the opportunity to freeze this precious moment in time. She carefully pinned the photo to the wall, creating a small shrine of memories in her living room.

As she looked at the photo, Y/N couldn’t deny the warmth growing inside her. Her feelings for Vanessa had always been hidden beneath the surface, but this quiet, intimate moment made her heart beat a little faster. She loved the thought of being able to capture these candid moments while preserving the beauty of her friendship with Vanessa.

Taking one last glance at the sleeping two on the sofa, Y/N decided to let Vanessa rest. Y/N, now in the kitchen, busied herself with making a delicious breakfast for her and Vanessa. The sizzling sound of scrambled eggs filled the air, accompanied by the enticing aroma of sandwiches and peppers. 

In the living room, Vanessa began to stir awake, drawn by the enticing smell of breakfast. She rubbed her eyes and, with a content smile, noticed Maylo curled up on her body. Vanessa gently lifted the cat and placed it beside her, offering a soft smile to the feline.

As her senses fully awakened, Vanessa realized the persistent dryness in her throat. Spotting the glass on the counter, she reached for it and drank the entire contents in one go. The refreshing water provided instant relief, and she momentarily forgot about the headache pills that Y/N had left for her.

Feeling more alert, Vanessa sat up and took in her surroundings. The photo on the wall caught her eye, and a fond smile graced her lips as she remembered the impromptu dance and the laughter-filled moments from the girls' night.

Vanessa, attracted by the enticing aroma, made her way to the kitchen, where she found Y/N busy at the stove, expertly frying scrambled eggs. Unable to contain her excitement, Vanessa walked up behind her friend and looked over her shoulder to get a closer look at the sizzling breakfast.

“Wow, this looks absolutely delicious!” – Vanessa exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm.

Y/N, focused on the stove, didn't notice Vanessa's approach at first. As Vanessa spoke right next to her ear, Y/N couldn't help but feel surprised. She turned around, jumping slightly, and her cheeks flushed at the unexpected closeness.

“Oh, Vanessa! You scared me,” Y/N laughed, shaking off her surprise. "I thought you were going to be picky."

Vanessa giggled, realizing the unintended effect of her unexpected greeting. “Well, you definitely managed to make the kitchen smell amazing. So I can't complain about such delicacies"

As the two of them worked together to set the table, Y/N couldn't shake the heat in her cheeks. Vanessa's closeness stirred something within her, a subtle realization of feelings that had been hiding beneath the surface.

The friends sat down to enjoy a delicious breakfast as the morning sunlight streamed into the kitchen, casting a soft glow on the stage.

Vanessa sat there with a cup of tea in her hand, struggling with the events of the previous night. Her thoughts were full of moments that might seem inappropriate under the influence of alcohol. She knew she had to turn to them, not wanting any discomfort to remain between her and Y/N.

Gathering her courage, Vanessa took a deep breath and began, “Y/N…about last night. I wanted to apologize for certain situations. It was very inappropriate of me. I know it may sound like an excuse to blame it on the alcohol, but..."

Before Vanessa could finish her sentence, Y/N's hand gently squeezed hers, and when she looked into Y/N (y/color)'s eyes, she saw a reassuring smile. – Vanessa, calm down. You have nothing to worry about.

Vanessa blinked, surprised by Y/N's calm reaction. "But I-"

Y/N interrupted me with a pleasant chuckle. – Vanessa, we were both under the influence and these things happen. There is no reason to apologize. Besides, I know you and I trust you... Our... friendship is more important than a few blurry moments from last night.

Vanessa felt a weight lift from her shoulders and smiled gratefully. “Thank you, Y/N. I just didn't want it to be awkward between us."

Y/N smiled. But the pain in her chest made it clear that she didn't agree with her words, "Trust me, there's no awkwardness here. Everything's fine, okay?”

Vanessa nodded in approval, feeling lucky to have such an understanding friend. Feeling an unspoken reassurance between them, they continued to sip their tea.

As Y/N washed the dishes, the soothing sound of running water filled the kitchen, creating a peaceful backdrop to their conversation. The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a gentle warmth over the room as Y/N and Vanessa continued to talk about the upcoming week and work.

Amid the lighthearted banter, Y/N returned to the topic that had been on her mind since the previous evening. Taking a gentle pause in the conversation, Y/N took a breath, turned off the faucet, and dried her hands with a kitchen towel.

“Vanessa,” Y/N began, her voice a mix of sincerity and vulnerability. “About yesterday... you know, kissing. Did they mean something more to you?”

Vanessa looked up with a thoughtful expression as she dried her plate, her blonde hair falling gently into her face. “Hmm, kisses? Well, they were unexpected and definitely added a touch of spontaneity to the evening. Why are you asking?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment, her heart beating a little faster. She decided to take a risk and honestly confess her feelings. “I was just curious if they meant anything more to you.” I mean, they were…nice and, um, I was wondering if you felt the same way.

Vanessa's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she processed Y/N's words. "Not bad? Yes, it was nice, like everything last night. Why do you ask if they meant something more?”

Y/N’s cheeks flushed and she took a deep breath before answering. “Well, because... they really meant something more to me. I've felt... something for a while now and I wanted to know if you felt the same."

Vanessa looked genuinely surprised, putting her plate down and turning her full attention to Y/N. "they meant something more to you, that is..." Blue-eyed now realized your words, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks

Y/N felt a mixture of vulnerability and determination as she looked into Vanessa's eyes. “I mean… I have feelings for you, Vanessa. Something more than just friendship. And last night…those kisses meant a lot to me.”

There was a short silence as Vanessa processed Y/N's confession. The air in the room was filled with anticipation as they both waited for Vanessa's response. Y/N's words hung in the air as Vanessa absorbed the sincerity behind them. She felt a tender warmth spreading through her, a realization of shared feelings that surpassed the boundaries of friendship.

"Y/N... I don't want you to misunderstand me now," Vanessa began, her eyes locking with Y/N's. "I apologized to you earlier for those kisses because I thought you didn't feel the same, and I didn't want to lose you. Know that I feel the same. You are the only person I care about so much, and... oh, I would jump into fire for you."

Soft hands gently cradled Vanessa's cheeks, and before she could fully process the tender touch, warm lips met hers. It was a sweet and unexpected kiss that left Vanessa momentarily stunned. Surprised by the sudden turn of events, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to be enveloped in the warmth of the moment.

As the kiss deepened, Vanessa couldn't help but reciprocate, her hands finding their place on Y/N's hips. The stresses of the morning and the uncertainties surrounding their feelings melted away, leaving only the genuine connection they shared.

When Y/N finally pulled away, a playful smile adorned her face. "Dummy, you're talking too much, you know?" she teased, the affection in her eyes mirroring the newfound understanding between them.

Vanessa chuckled, her heart feeling lighter than it had in a long time. "I guess I got a bit carried away. But actions speak louder than words, right?"

Y/N grinned, her eyes sparkling. "Absolutely. And your actions just spoke volumes."

[kairbun]

"Twinkling Hearts: A Christmas Eve Proposal"

A little special for the upcoming holidays heh

Warning: This story contains themes of romance, love, and a proposal.

The scent of vanilla and cinnamon waltzed through the air, wrapping the cozy apartment in a warm embrace. Y/N, with her sleeves rolled up, was elbow-deep in cookie dough, crafting an array of delightful Christmas treats. Flour dusted her cheeks, a testament to the joyful chaos of holiday baking.

Maylo the Cat sat perched on the countertop, lazily observing the flurry of activity with keen interest, his tail swishing in rhythmic contentment.

As Y/N carefully shaped each cookie, the apartment seemed to sing with the aroma of freshly baked goods. The kitchen was alive with the hum of Christmas tunes softly playing in the background, adding to the festive ambiance.

In the midst of this sugary symphony, Vanessa Shelly, Y/N's beloved, sauntered into the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around Y/N's waist, resting her chin on her girlfriend's shoulder, smiling at the tantalizing sight of the cookie dough.

"Smells amazing in here," Vanessa murmured, her breath tickling Y/N's neck.

Y/N turned, a mischievous grin lighting up her face. "You're just in time! Care to lend a hand with the frosting?"

Vanessa chuckled, reaching for a stray sprinkle to playfully flick at Y/N. "I'll happily taste-test instead," she teased, stealing a quick kiss before swiping a cookie off the tray.

Maylo, sensing an opportunity, extended a paw toward the cookie, only to be gently nudged away by Vanessa's amused admonishment.

"You've got to wait, buddy," Vanessa chuckled, scratching behind the feline's ears.

Together, Y/N and Vanessa continued their sweet tradition, lost in the warmth of the moment. The apartment buzzed with laughter and the delightful chaos of their shared preparation for Christmas Eve.

As the cookies baked to golden perfection, filling the air with an irresistible scent, Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at Vanessa, overwhelmed by the love and joy that radiated from her.

Little did Vanessa know, this Christmas Eve held an unexpected surprise—a heartfelt proposal that Y/N had been planning, a moment they'd both cherish forever.

With the last batch of cookies cooling on the counter, Vanessa gracefully moved to set the table in the living room, where the soft glow of fairy lights danced upon the Christmas tree. Baubles twinkled in harmony with the warm hues of the room, casting a magical ambiance.

Y/N followed, carrying a tray of freshly baked cookies, arranging them in a festive display near the fireplace. The crackling fire added its own touch of coziness to the scene.

Together, they meticulously set the table, each movement synchronized in unspoken understanding. Vanessa adorned the table with elegant silverware and glistening crystal glasses, while Y/N arranged a centerpiece of holly and pine cones, completing the picture-perfect setting for their Christmas Eve dinner.

As they stood back to admire their handiwork, Vanessa turned to Y/N, her eyes shimmering with affection. "Everything looks wonderful, just like you."

Y/N blushed, feeling the warmth of Vanessa's words enveloping her. "It's all thanks to you too. This feels like a magical evening already."

With a shared smile, they took their places at the table, hands interlocking briefly before they bowed their heads in gratitude for the meal before them. The aroma of roasted chestnuts and glazed ham wafted through the air, teasing their senses and heightening their anticipation.

Their gazes met across the table, love reflecting in each other's eyes. The quiet joy of being together on this special night filled the room, wrapping around them like a soft, comforting blanket.

Plates were passed, laughter intertwined with the exchange of stories and shared memories. The hours slipped away in a symphony of shared moments, each one etched with tenderness and a shared understanding that they were building something beautiful together.

As the meal drew to a close, Y/N's heart fluttered with nervous excitement, feeling the weight of the ring hidden in her pocket. Vanessa's smile was radiant, her eyes sparkling with the shared happiness of their evening.

With a deep breath and a glance toward the twinkling Christmas tree, Y/N knew it was time. This moment, surrounded by love and the spirit of Christmas, was perfect.

But just as she was about to speak, a sudden jingle and rustle came from the tree. Maylo, their curious feline friend, had managed to sneak his way into the branches, playfully batting at a stray ornament. Laughter bubbled up, momentarily breaking the tension.

Vanessa's hand found Y/N's under the table, a silent reassurance that filled Y/N with courage and love.

As the laughter subsided, Y/N took a deep breath, catching Vanessa's gaze once more. The moment was right, the love between them palpable.

With trembling fingers, Y/N reached into her pocket, ready to ask the question that would change their lives forever.

Y/N's heart danced with nerves and affection as she gazed into Vanessa's eyes, the twinkle of the Christmas lights reflected in them. With a gentle smile, she took Vanessa's hand in hers, the touch sending a rush of warmth through both of them.

"Vanessa," Y/N began softly, her voice carrying the weight of all the love she held, "this Christmas, surrounded by the beauty of this evening and the love that fills our hearts, I want to ask you something."

Vanessa's eyes widened in anticipation, her breath hitching as she held Y/N's gaze, completely captivated.

"In every moment we've shared, you've made life brighter, warmer, and infinitely more beautiful," Y/N continued, the words flowing from the depths of her soul. "Will you share your life with me? Will you be my partner, my confidante, my everything?"

The air seemed to hum with anticipation as Y/N reached into her pocket, revealing a delicate ring, glimmering with the promise of forever. Vanessa's eyes glistened with unshed tears, her heart soaring with overwhelming emotion.

Without a word, Vanessa leaned forward, her lips gently meeting Y/N's in a tender, passionate kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, carrying all the love, joy, and affirmation of their shared future.

Their embrace felt like the merging of two souls, the unspoken 'yes' resonating between them in the silence. Tears of joy mingled as they held each other, the world around them seemingly fading away, leaving only the warmth of their love.

As they pulled back, breathless and elated, Vanessa whispered, her voice quivering with emotion, "Yes, a thousand times yes."

Y/N slipped the ring onto Vanessa's finger, their hands trembling slightly with the weight and significance of the moment. The twinkling lights seemed to dance around them in celebration, casting a magical glow on their intertwined fingers.

Wrapped in each other's arms, surrounded by the essence of love and the spirit of Christmas, they knew that this night, this beautiful union, would be forever etched in their hearts as the most cherished Christmas Eve of all.

[kairbun]

4 Breathing Danger

vanessa shelly x fem reader

Description: Y/N, is a young coffee-loving woman who likes to work at a local coffee shop in the evenings. Y/N has struggled with asthma since she was a child, and breathing problems can be caused by stress, which certainly doesn't help when a mysterious man starts stalking her. She soon discovers that her best friend, Vanessa, is working with the police to investigate a series of murders at Freddy Fazbear's local pizzeria and believes that Y/N's stalker may be connected.

Warning: This chapter contains mentions of stalkers and home invasions, fear and anxiety, tense and uncertain situations.

Chapter Four: "Captured Moments"

As Y/N moved away from the door, her steps softened against the familiar creaks of the floorboards. She glanced at the pictures adorning the walls, each frame a testament to cherished moments frozen in time.

Among the collection of family photographs, a select few held a special place in her heart. They were snapshots encapsulating the essence of her connection with Vanessa, a montage of memories woven into the tapestry of her life.

One picture depicted their childhood adventures, their youthful smiles beaming with unfiltered joy as they clutched onto each other, mischief twinkling in their eyes. It was a snapshot of carefree laughter amidst a backdrop of endless summers, a time when their innocence painted the world with vibrant hues.

Another photo captured a more recent memory, the two of them side by side, shoulders brushing against each other in an unguarded moment of camaraderie. The subtle glint in their eyes spoke volumes, hinting at the unspoken bond that had matured and deepened over time.

In another frame, they were captured in a candid moment, a shared secret or a joke etched on their faces, their laughter echoing through the captured image.

Each picture held its own story, a mosaic of shared experiences that traversed the passage of time. They were snapshots of their journey from childhood friends to confidantes, each memory a treasure chest filled with shared laughter, whispered secrets, and unspoken connections.

As Y/N lingered by these photographs, she couldn’t help but trace the contours of those captured moments with a bittersweet ache. They were reminders of a bond she held dear, a bond that she longed to explore beyond the confines of fleeting visits and stolen moments.

With a sigh, she gently touched the frames, a silent acknowledgment of the significance each memory held. The photos, a testament to their intertwined lives, stood as witnesses to the depth of her feelings, carefully hidden yet palpable in the quiet solitude of her home.

Resigned yet hopeful, Y/N continued down the hallway, the echo of memories trailing behind her like wisps of a fading dream, urging her to embrace the uncertainty of what lay ahead.

Certainly! Introducing a situation with Y/N's stalker within the same chapter can be done by gradually building tension and seamlessly integrating it into the narrative.

//a few hours later, 7:32 p.m//

As Y/N navigated the halls of her home, the air seemed to carry a weight of lingering memories, each step echoing the rhythm of her thoughts. Lost in the reverie of moments captured in frames, she halted at the end of the hallway, a subtle unease prickling at the edge of her consciousness.

A faint shiver traced its way down her spine, an inexplicable sensation that whispered of an unwelcome presence. The hairs on the nape of her neck stood on end, a subtle warning sign that something was amiss.

She dismissed the feeling at first, attributing it to the remnants of her recent asthma episode or the emotional tug of Vanessa's visit. Yet, as she turned to head towards the kitchen, a sense of disquiet lingered, an intangible shift in the atmosphere.

It was then that she noticed it—a slight displacement of an object on the table, a subtle indication that someone had been there, someone who wasn’t supposed to be.

Her heart quickened its pace, a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins as she scanned her surroundings, the once-familiar space now tinged with an eerie sense of intrusion.

With cautious steps, Y/N moved forward, her senses heightened, attuned to every creak and rustle in the silence. The walls seemed to close in, the shadows elongating into ominous shapes that danced in the periphery of her vision.

As she reached for her phone to call for help, a sharp clang shattered the stillness—a sound originating from the backyard. Her pulse quickened, a knot tightening in her stomach as she hesitated between confronting the source of the disturbance and seeking refuge.

The dilemma gnawed at her, the instinct to protect herself battling with the fear of the unknown. She knew she couldn’t ignore the signs, couldn’t brush aside the possibility of the unwelcome specter that had haunted her peace in recent weeks.

Gathering her courage, Y/N steeled herself and crept towards the backdoor, her breath caught in a precarious balance between anticipation and dread. As she peered outside, her worst fears materialized—a figure loomed in the shadows, a silhouette that sent a shiver down her spine.

The stalker, an elusive and haunting presence in her life, stood there, their eyes fixed on her, a chilling embodiment of unwelcome intrusion into her sanctuary.

The fleeting tranquility of her home shattered, replaced by the palpable tension of an imminent confrontation. Y/N's heart raced, adrenaline surging as she grappled with the daunting reality of facing the relentless shadow that had encroached upon her life.

With a racing heart and a surge of resolve, she took a step forward, her voice firm, masking the quiver of fear within. "Who are you? What do you want?"

[kairbun]

3 Breathing Danger

vanessa shelly x fem reader

Description: Y/N, is a young coffee-loving woman who likes to work at a local coffee shop in the evenings. Y/N has struggled with asthma since she was a child, and breathing problems can be caused by stress, which certainly doesn't help when a mysterious man starts stalking her. She soon discovers that her best friend, Vanessa, is working with the police to investigate a series of murders at Freddy Fazbear's local pizzeria and believes that Y/N's stalker may be connected.

Warning: This chapter contains descriptions of asthma and its effects, attraction and relationships, adorable cats.

Chapter third: A Bittersweet Parting

The weekend draped itself lazily over Y/N's shoulders, a welcome respite from the bustling weekdays. Nestled in the comfort of her cozy apartment, she relished the simple joy of lounging on her couch, a book in hand, and Maylo nestled comfortably on her stomach. The rhythmic purring of her feline companion created a soothing backdrop to the quiet afternoon.

As she lost herself in the pages of her novel, the gentle rise and fall of her chest matched the tranquil rhythm of the day. However, amidst this idyllic scene, a subtle tightness constricted her chest, a familiar sensation that whispered the onset of a looming asthma episode.

Y/N paused, her fingers halting their gentle strokes on Maylo's fur. The comforting embrace of her home couldn't shield her from the unpredictability of her respiratory condition. The air seemed denser, each breath a bit more labored than the last.

She reached for her inhaler, a trusty companion that offered fleeting reprieve in moments like these. With practiced ease, she administered the medication, the cool mist offering a fleeting sense of relief as it expanded her constricted airways.

Though she had grown accustomed to managing her asthma, there were moments when its sudden onset caught her off guard. She closed her eyes, willing her body to relax, focusing on the steady rhythm of her breathing. Maylo, attuned to her distress, nuzzled closer, offering a comforting presence that eased her tension.

The quietude of her apartment cocooned her in a haven of familiarity, a sanctuary she cherished especially during moments of physical unease. Gradually, the tightness in her chest began to loosen its grip, the inhaler's effects slowly working their magic.

With each passing minute, her breathing steadied, the heaviness in her chest dissipating into the ether. Y/N sighed, the remnants of the episode fading away as she reclined against the soft cushions of the couch.

She resumed petting Maylo, the gentle motion a grounding force amidst the lingering traces of discomfort. The afternoon stretched on, the quietude restored, allowing her to sink back into the comforting embrace of her book and the reassuring presence of her furry companion.

In these moments, she was reminded of the delicate balance between her everyday life and the ever-present specter of her health condition. Despite the occasional interruptions it brought, Y/N found solace in her ability to manage it, finding strength in the familiarity of her home, where she could navigate the ebb and flow of her asthma with quiet determination.

As the afternoon waned and the gentle glow of the setting sun painted the room in warm hues, Y/N closed her book, her chest now at ease and her mind settled. She smiled at Maylo, grateful for the steadfast comfort he provided.

With a contented sigh, she embraced the tranquility of her home once more, reveling in the simple joys that awaited within its familiar walls.

The calm of the afternoon was interrupted by a soft knock at the door, pulling Y/N from her serene cocoon. Maylo, ever the vigilant guardian of the household, perked up at the sound, his tail swishing with anticipation. Y/N, curious yet slightly puzzled, set her book aside and made her way to the door.

As she opened it, she was met with the reassuring sight of Vanessa standing there, a concerned expression softening the lines of her face. Vanessa, in her police uniform, carried an air of authority softened by familiarity. Her presence alone often brought a flutter of emotions to Y/N’s heart, the silent yearning for more moments spent together.

"Hey, Y/N," Vanessa greeted, her voice a gentle melody that danced through the air. "I was nearby and thought I'd check in on you. How are you feeling?"

Y/N's cheeks flushed slightly, a combination of surprise and warmth at Vanessa's unexpected visit. "I'm okay now, thank you. It was just a minor asthma flare-up."

Vanessa's brows furrowed in concern. "Are you sure? Should I come in and make sure you're alright?"

Y/N's heart fluttered at the genuine worry etched across Vanessa's face. "No, no, I'm fine, really. It's passed. Thank you for stopping by, though. It means a lot."

Maylo, seizing the opportunity to greet his favorite visitor, meowed affectionately and wound himself around Vanessa's legs, eliciting a chuckle from both women.

Vanessa crouched down, scratching behind Maylo's ears. "Hey there, buddy. Missed me, huh?"

Y/N couldn't help but smile at the endearing sight. "Looks like Maylo's happy to see you."

Vanessa straightened up, a hint of reluctance in her expression. "I wish I could stay longer, but duty calls. I just wanted to make sure you're okay."

Y/N's heart sank a little at the prospect of Vanessa's imminent departure. "I appreciate it, Vanessa. Thank you for checking in on me."

Their eyes met, a brief but charged moment of connection that lingered in the air, unspoken words hanging between them like unopened letters.

With a sigh, Vanessa nodded. "Take care of yourself, Y/N. I'll swing by again soon, okay?"

Y/N nodded, a mixture of disappointment and understanding tugging at her heartstrings. "I'll be here. Stay safe out there."

Vanessa offered a small smile before turning to leave, Maylo trailing after her for a few steps before darting back inside. Y/N watched her go, the faint echoes of Vanessa's presence lingering in the air even after she was gone.

As she closed the door, Y/N leaned against it, a bittersweet ache settling in her chest. The warmth of Vanessa's concern lingered, a poignant reminder of the feelings she harbored, tucked away in the depths of her heart.

With a wistful sigh, she returned to the comfort of her home, the echo of Vanessa's visit lingering like a cherished melody, warming the quiet corners of her heart.

[kairbun]

2 Breathing Danger

vanessa shelly x fem reader

Description: Y/N, is a young coffee-loving woman who likes to work at a local coffee shop in the evenings. Y/N has struggled with asthma since she was a child, and breathing problems can be caused by stress, which certainly doesn't help when a mysterious man starts stalking her. She soon discovers that her best friend, Vanessa, is working with the police to investigate a series of murders at Freddy Fazbear's local pizzeria and believes that Y/N's stalker may be connected.

Warning: This chapter covers themes of anxiety, stress, and paranoia, adorable cats.

Chapter Two: Whispers in the Shadows

As the night draped the streets in a cloak of darkness, Y/N sauntered homeward, her steps accompanied by the rhythmic tap of her shoes against the pavement. The chill in the air nipped at her skin, but the warmth of the evening's interactions lingered within her.

Yet, a subtle unease pricked at her senses. It was an inexplicable feeling, a whisper of apprehension that nestled itself at the nape of her neck. She quickened her pace, the familiarity of her route offering a false sense of security against the inexplicable sensation of being watched.

In the silence of the night, every rustle seemed amplified, each shadow elongated and menacing. Y/N couldn't shake off the sensation that someone's eyes trailed her every move. She glanced around, her gaze flitting from one shadow to another, but the streets remained deserted. 

"It's just your mind playing tricks," she muttered to herself, clutching the strap of her bag a tad tighter, seeking solace in the rational explanation.

Arriving home, she greeted Maylo, her fluffy feline companion who welcomed her with an affectionate purr. The cozy apartment offered a haven of comfort, and Y/N indulged in her nightly routine. She prepared a light meal, the rhythmic chopping of vegetables a soothing cadence amidst the quiet.

Settling into the living room, she nestled into the embrace of her favorite armchair, a cup of chamomile tea cradled in her hands. Maylo curled up beside her, a furry guardian offering silent companionship.

Despite the calming ambiance, Y/N's thoughts wandered, lingering on the elusive figure she couldn't shake off from her mind's eye. Was it merely her anxiety playing tricks, or was there a genuine cause for concern?

With a sigh, she tried to distract herself, diving into a novel she'd been meaning to finish. Words painted vivid scenes in her mind, momentarily diverting her attention from the lingering unease.

But as the night wore on and the city outside quietened, a soft creak from the hallway drew her attention. Y/N's breath hitched, her heart drumming an erratic beat against her ribs. She peered into the dimly lit corridor, the shadows dancing in the faint glow filtering from the living room.

"Hello?" Her voice quivered, swallowed by the silence that seemed to echo back at her. She dismissed it as an old building settling, her attempt to rationalize the inexplicable.

Shaking off the disquiet, Y/N rose from her seat, tucking the book under her arm. With a gentle pat on Maylo's head, she retreated to her bedroom, the soft click of the door closing a feeble barrier against the intangible fear that lingered.

Under the canopy of her bedcovers, sleep remained elusive, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. The events of the day intertwined with the unsettling sensation of being watched. She tossed and turned, the night slipping away in fitful bouts of restlessness.

Morning dawned with its golden hues peeking through the curtains, yet Y/N greeted it with bleary eyes and a sense of exhaustion weighing upon her. As she prepared for another day at the coffee shop, a nagging thought lingered—an unshakable feeling that the previous night's unease was more than a mere figment of her imagination.

Little did she know that this unsettling presence would weave itself into her life, leaving her grappling with a creeping sense of dread that would soon unfold into a chilling reality.

Y/N’s morning routine unfolded in its familiar rhythm, the bustling preparation for another day at the coffee shop a comforting distraction. The lingering unease from the previous night lingered at the periphery of her thoughts, but the bustle of her morning rituals managed to dampen its intensity.

Amidst the whirlwind of preparing breakfast and getting dressed, Maylo, with his characteristic curiosity, decided to explore the vicinity. Startled, Y/N glanced over her shoulder just in time to see her mischievous feline friend vaulting into her open bag.

"Maylo, no, not today!" she exclaimed with a mix of exasperation and amusement. But before she could intervene, the determined furball settled cozily amidst her belongings, his bright eyes seemingly declaring his intentions to join her on this day's adventure.

With a resigned chuckle, Y/N scooped up her bag, inadvertently taking her stealthy stowaway along. It wasn't until she reached the coffee shop and set her bag down by the counter that she realized her unwitting accomplice's presence.

The familiar sights and sounds of the cafe enveloped her as she prepared for the day's tasks. The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans mingled with the soft hum of conversations and the gentle clinking of cups. It was in this comforting chaos that Y/N finally noticed a furry head peeking out from her bag.

Her eyes widened in realization as she spotted Maylo leisurely perched amidst her belongings, his fluffy form unmistakable against the backdrop of her essentials.

Before she could react, her boss, a seasoned man with a welcoming smile, approached the counter. His gaze fell upon the unexpected visitor, a chuckle escaping his lips. "Looks like you've brought a little friend today, Y/N."

Y/N's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and worry. "I'm so sorry! He must've snuck into my bag without me noticing. I'll take him back home right away."

To her surprise, her boss shook his head with an understanding grin. "Not to worry. He seems quite content. Besides, I'm a cat person myself. What's his name?"

"Maylo," she replied, relief flooding her as her boss's easy acceptance diffused her anxiety.

The day at the coffee shop continued as usual, Maylo finding an unlikely spot by the window where he basked in the sun, occasionally capturing the attention of customers with his playful antics.

Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at her furry companion throughout the day, relieved that her boss didn't mind the unexpected guest. As she tended to the customers, Maylo's presence added a touch of whimsy to the otherwise routine day, eliciting smiles and chuckles from the patrons.

Her boss's reassurance lingered in her mind, a weight lifted off her shoulders. She appreciated his understanding and found herself warmed by the camaraderie they shared over their mutual affection for feline company.

As the day drew to a close and the last customer bid farewell, Y/N approached her boss, gratitude evident in her expression. "Thank you for being so understanding about Maylo today. I'll make sure he doesn't pull off any stowaway acts again."

Her boss chuckled warmly. "No harm done. Besides, a cafe with a cat is never a bad thing. He brightened everyone's day."

With a grateful smile, Y/N bid her boss goodnight, the events of the day, from the morning's unexpected guest to the reassurance she received, leaving her with a sense of gratitude and contentment. And as she made her way home, she couldn't help but feel a touch lighter, the worries of the previous night momentarily eclipsed by the camaraderie and warmth of her workplace.

[kairbun]

Breathing Danger

Description: Y/N, is a young coffee-loving woman who likes to work at a local coffee shop in the evenings. Y/N has struggled with asthma since she was a child, and breathing problems can be caused by stress, which certainly doesn't help when a mysterious man starts stalking her. She soon discovers that her best friend, Vanessa, is working with the police to investigate a series of murders at Freddy Fazbear's local pizzeria and believes that Y/N's stalker may be connected.

Warning: romantic interest, topics related to violent crimes and disappearances.

Chapter One: Brewing Bonds

The evening air swirled with the scent of roasted beans as Y/N deftly maneuvered behind the counter of her beloved coffee shop. The soft murmur of customers, the comforting hiss of the espresso machine, and the inviting aroma of freshly brewed coffee cocooned her in familiarity. For Y/N, this haven was more than just a workplace—it was her sanctuary.

She wiped down the counter, her mind flitting between the frothy cappuccinos and the rhythmic clinks of mugs. Amidst the comforting routine, her gaze darted to the entrance as the familiar jingle of the bell announced a guest. Vanessa.

Vanessa was a regular, her vibrant presence adding a splash of color to the cozy atmosphere. Y/N's heart fluttered slightly as Vanessa waved, her infectious smile brightening the dimly lit café. They had struck an easy friendship over countless cups of coffee, their conversations spanning from trivial matters to deeper confidences.

"Hey, Y/N! The usual, please," Vanessa called, sliding onto her favorite stool at the counter.

Y/N nodded, a hint of a smile gracing her lips. She went to work, skillfully crafting Vanessa's preferred drink—a creamy latte with a delicate swirl of caramel. As she poured the steamed milk with practiced precision, she couldn't help but steal glances at Vanessa. Her laughter echoed through the cafe, effortlessly captivating everyone around her.

Vanessa's presence was a welcome distraction from Y/N's inner turmoil. She had been grappling with feelings that seemed to tiptoe around the edge of friendship, wanting to spill out but held back by the uncertainty of Vanessa's feelings toward Mike, their mutual friend.

Amidst the soothing hum of the coffee shop, Vanessa's conversations often revolved around her involvement with the local police. Y/N had noticed the subtle shift in Vanessa's demeanor whenever she touched upon the subject—her eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

"You know, things have been pretty hectic at the precinct," Vanessa said, sipping her latte. "We're looking into some serious cases, particularly the incidents at Freddy Fazbear's."

Y/N's brow furrowed at the mention of the local pizzeria. "I heard something about it on the news. It's awful."

Vanessa nodded solemnly. "The police are investigating, but it's all so mysterious. No bodies found, no concrete evidence. It's like they vanished into thin air."

"It's terrifying," Y/N murmured, a shiver running down her spine. She had always harbored a fear of the unknown, an unease amplified by her asthma-induced struggles. Stress only exacerbated her breathing difficulties, and the thought of such gruesome incidents occurring nearby didn't ease her mind.

Their conversation shifted to lighter topics, veering away from the chilling subject of the unresolved murders. Y/N found solace in Vanessa's presence, her worries momentarily forgotten amidst their easy camaraderie.

As the evening waned and the cafe began to quieten, Vanessa finished her coffee and rose from the stool. "Thanks for the chat, Y/N. I'll see you around, okay?"

"Of course, Vanessa. Take care," Y/N replied with a warm smile, watching her friend depart before turning her attention back to the cafe's closing duties.

Once the last customer left and the doors were locked, Y/N lingered behind the counter, lost in her thoughts. The night held a quiet intensity, the weight of recent conversations lingering in the air. Amidst the rhythmic hiss of the espresso machine, she pondered Vanessa's words about the ongoing investigation and the unsettling events surrounding Freddy Fazbear's.

Yet, amidst the whirlwind of concerns and unanswered questions, there was one thing Y/N was certain of - her unwavering trust in Vanessa. Little did she know, their bond would soon be put to the test as the shadows of the mysterious stalker encroached upon her life, intertwining it with the enigma of the pizzeria murders.

But for now, in the serene ambiance of the coffee shop, all she could do was bask in the comfort of familiarity and the reassuring presence of her best friend.

[kairbun]

[4]"The Forgotten Experiment"

Vanessa Shelly x Hybrid bunny!Fem reader

Description:One rainy night, Y/N is able to escape from the lab where she has been held as a test subject for most of her life. Drenched and alone in the dark and stormy night, she makes a run for it, searching for shelter.

By chance she stumbles upon an abandoned, old building that was once called "Freddy Fazbear's", and takes refuge inside it. There she is found by Officer Vanessa, who soon realizes Lumi is no regular stray, and decides to help her and take her in.

Warning:

After a while, someone else entered the room. Metallic steps and movements could be heard just outside the door. I knew immediately that it was another monster. The footsteps stopped and when I dared to look up, I saw a blue creature... a rabbit? My eyes widened in surprise.

At first his eyes were furiously red. But as he looked at me closer, the red of his eyes changed. He looked at me as if he was surprised to see me moving my ears. He tilted his head to the side a little... which seemed like he was trying to understand me. He turned his gaze towards the yellow monster and began gesturing with his hands. This seemed to cause the yellow monster to loosen its grip on my leg. I took a shallow breath of relief as my leg was released.

I looked at the rabbit with new interest. The rabbit looked at me as if he knew he had done something good. He blinked his eyes at me all the time. After a while, however, the yellow monster caught the rabbit's attention and started gesticulating.

Realizing that having my clothes soaked again by dirt from the floor rather than rain is repulsive. So I decided to sit down slowly on the floor, so as not to anger the monsters by standing up suddenly. I can still feel the gaze of that giant ball with two prongs...it's scary how it looks with those piercing eyes. I flinch a bit and then return my attention to the two larger ones towering above me, they show signs of intelligence and... understanding. At least in a rabbit. I began to wonder if he did it to help me... escape? he finally said something to the yellow monster to let go of my leg, so there must be something to it...right?

I hear more metallic footsteps approaching the door. However, the two larger monsters are still above me and I can't see what's coming. When they turn to see who it is, they automatically move away from me, making room for something or someone else.

Then I hear a human voice. Or more precisely, women.

"What kind of gathering is this... here?" I see him looking at me with surprise and anger? I start to get scared and quickly look back at the floor. Too many things happening at once, too many creatures and unexpected events.

"How did you get here?!" As a police officer, Vanessa was used to dealing with criminals and people who tried to get into places they weren't supposed to be. She felt irritated because there are signs in front of the building saying "No Entry" and this was yet another person entering the building.

“It's private property. No one should be here,” Vanessa said sharply, trying to be more authoritative in order to maintain order. The woman started walking towards me at a slightly faster pace, but when she tried to grab my wrist, I quickly backed away until I felt a wall behind me blocking me.

“Stop defying the authorities or you will receive a much harsher punishment in custody,” Vanessa said, trying to grab my wrist again.

I felt a surge of fear as I realized the situation I was in. I was cornered and had no choice.

Suddenly, the blue rabbit interjected by grabbing Vanessa's arm, stopping her from grabbing me. She looked first at the rabbit's paw, then at its face.

"What is it, Bonnie?" Vanessa asked the rabbit, showing a mixture of confusion and surprise. She wasn't sure what the rabbit was trying to communicate, but it was strange to see the rabbit get involved in the situation.

Bonnie starts pointing at his ears with his other paw, moving them. He looks at Vanessa to confirm that he means my ears, then points to me.

I see Vanessa's expression change from confusion to understanding. She slowly takes a step back, as if only now realizing the situation. She looks at me again, noticing the ears on my head.

— Vanessa POV —

In this situation, Vanessa felt not only embarrassed, but also confused and a little anxious. It was the first time she had seen a human with animal parts and she wasn't quite sure how to react. The rabbit's actions confused her and she wasn't sure what to make of it all. She had doubts about trusting a stranger, even if he seemed harmless and cute.

I crouch down next to the stranger when I notice that she flinches at my movements, almost as if she's feeling anxious or afraid. I immediately raised my hands in a sign of peace, wanting to assure him that I meant no harm.

"Hey, sorry, that was rude of me," I said in a more friendly tone. I wouldn't want her to react to me the way she does now.

The tension in the room continued as I tried to defuse the situation. The stranger seemed surprised, and her eyes darted from me to the animatronics behind me. Vanessa sensed her anxiety and realized that her authoritative approach only made her fear worse.

The stranger, clearly nervous, hesitated before carefully looking into my eyes. The atmosphere remained tense, full of unspoken questions and uncertainty.

“Hey, everything's fine. I won't hurt you," I said gently, trying to convey certainty in my tone. I recognized the need to approach the situation differently, to suppress the fear emanating from the stranger.

The rabbit girl's eyes showed a mixture of confusion and distrust, but she slowly relaxed her posture and her body language softened just a little. It was a small step, but I felt a glimmer of progress.

Bonnie, the blue rabbit, stayed close and watched the interaction closely, as did the other animatronics. His ears twitched occasionally, as if he was attuned to something beyond their immediate surroundings.

I kept a safe distance, careful not to make any sudden movements that could scare the girl even more. I knew trust had to be earned, especially in such a bewildering situation.

“Listen, I'm not here to cause trouble,” I continued, choosing my words carefully. “I just need to understand how you ended up here. It's not safe here, and I'm here to help."

The stranger's gaze softened slightly, and there was a glimmer of vulnerability amid her cautious demeanor. I could see she was wondering whether to trust me or not.

[kairbun]

[3]"The Forgotten Experiment"

Vanessa Shelly x Hybrid bunny!Fem reader

Description: One rainy night, Y/N is able to escape from the lab where she has been held as a test subject for most of her life. Drenched and alone in the dark and stormy night, she makes a run for it, searching for shelter.

By chance she stumbles upon an abandoned, old building that was once called "Freddy Fazbear's", and takes refuge inside it. There she is found by Officer Vanessa, who soon realizes Y/N is no regular stray, and decides to help her and take her in.

Warning: panic attack-ish, Tears, stressed Y/N, hurt Y/N

Freddie stared at Vanessa for a few more moments before finally tilting his head slightly to the side. This was a common sign for him to express his confusion or uncertainty when communicating with Vanessa.

Vanessa looked at him, noticing his confusion and concern. She quickly realized she must have something to worry about.

"What do you want to tell me, Freddie?" she asked. She put down the pen she was holding and looked at Freddie carefully, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over her as her suspicions deepened.

Freddy backed away from the office, then looking back at Vanessa, he motioned with his animatronic hand for her to follow him into the kitchen. Sighing, Vanessa got up from the chair, which was starting to squeak due to its age, and followed Freddy. She instinctively placed her hand close to the thick belt where she kept her service weapon. Somehow, even though she was sure she was alone with the animatronics, she felt more alert. Maybe it was her years on the force, or maybe some small part of her sensed something was wrong. Either way, she wasn't going to let her guard down.

— Y/N Pov some time earlier —

I heard something metallic start to approach from the vent a few shelves away. With each reflection it became louder. My heart started pounding like after a marathon and the pupils in my eyes got bigger. After a while, something jumped out of the vent... wait, what is it?! It was as tall as a medicine ball and had a candle on its head. When he turned to face me, I noticed a large pair of two teeth and eyes. Okay?!? maybe... maybe this is another experiment of Mr. Frost... right?

I took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as I watched the strange creature jump around the kitchen. It seemed that it had not noticed me yet, which gave me some time to think about what I could do.

Suddenly, the creature stopped as if to listen to something. My heart raced as I thought that had been noticed. I heard it start moving towards me. It had not seen me yet, but it was close enough to hear my breathing. There was no time to waste. I had to act now.

As my instincts kicked in, my heart pounded in my chest and I felt every ounce of energy coursing through my veins. There was no time to waste. I could either try to escape and risk getting caught, or I could stay where I was and hope for the best.

With a sharp breath, I decided to run away. I jumped over the box I was hiding behind, avoiding something that was indescribable to me? creature?

As I ran towards the exit of the room, IT chased me. Unfortunately for me, I missed a turn and hit a large closet. The monster took advantage of the opportunity and jumped, trying to bite me, luckily I moved away in time, causing it to hit the cold metallic shelf. Taking my chances, I ran for the door. Delighted, I grabbed the door handle and froze when I saw another mutant in front of me... This time, bigger and yellow.

The fear in my body rose to an overwhelming level as another metal creature almost grabbed me. When I decided to run in the direction I came from, I noticed the same mutant with a candle. His eyes were so red and angry that my knees turned to jelly and I couldn't move.

With the last of my strength, I looked around and made a quick decision. I didn't have time to think about it, I had to act to survive. I turned around and headed back the way I came.

Keeping one foot in front of the other, I ran as fast as I could towards…

towards... freedom... escape... safety...

As I ran, my thoughts were racing. My legs hurt and my heart was beating rapidly. I felt like I was dreaming, but the metallic sounds that chased me were too real to be a dream.

Suddenly I stopped, looking up there was a window through which I entered the building. Quickly standing on the boxes, I could reach the window and was about to leave when suddenly something grabbed my leg.

The fear in my body skyrocketed as I looked down and saw the metallic yellow monstrosity. A cold shower washed over me as the creature tried to pull me towards it with all its might.

I tried to break free, but it held me so tightly that it would have broken my leg. With all its might, the creature tried to pull me back into the building. This was too much for me.

I screamed in desperation, staring at the creature pulling at my leg, trying to keep me in the building. She couldn't believe that she had almost made it and that something had stopped her from her sweet freedom.

"Let me go!" I screamed in despair, desperately wanting the creature to understand. "I am begging you!"

Suddenly I felt my hands slipping off the windowsill due to the rain falling through the window. The wetness made my hands wet and I fell onto the cold, dirty and hard floor.

My body ached from the fall and the air was leaving my lungs. I lay still for a few moments, trying to collect myself. The rain falling from the window made the floor and my clothes wet and dirty.

Tears and pain slowly filled my eyes as unwanted memories began to flood back. Painful, suffering moments in the Laboratory. It was as if they had been bottled up inside and were being released in a flood of torment and anguish.

[kairbun]

[2]"The Forgotten Experiment"

Vanessa Shelly x Hybrid bunny!Fem reader

Description: One rainy night, Y/N is able to escape from the lab where she has been held as a test subject for most of her life. Drenched and alone in the dark and stormy night, she makes a run for it, searching for shelter.

By chance she stumbles upon an abandoned, old building that was once called "Freddy Fazbear's", and takes refuge inside it. There she is found by Officer Vanessa, who soon realizes Y/N is no regular stray, and decides to help her and take her in.

Warning: ?

Dr. Forst smiled slightly at Vanessa, trying to put his emotions aside."Officer Vanessa, I wanted to report my employee missing. She hasn't shown up at work for two days. This has never happened to her."

Vanessa's eyes narrowed as disbelief rose within her. She knew very well how strict the lab's rules were regarding employee attendance. An employee missing for three days and being reported by the general manager of the laboratory is a very rare sight.

Vanessa put on a neutral mask and asked in a measured tone, "And who is this employee you are talking about, Dr. Forst?"

“Her name is Y/N and she works in the medical ward. She is a very productive employee and her absence is very unusual.”

Vanessa paused for a moment, examining Dr. Forst's expression and mannerisms. However, his facial expression and speech revealed nothing more about the situation.

Realizing she wouldn't get any more information from Dr. Forst, Vanessa tried a different approach.

"When was the last time you saw her, Dr. Forst?" she asked.

Dr. Forst's words hung in the air for a moment, as if he was considering whether to give the information Vanessa asked for. But after a moment of hesitation, he finally spoke.

“She left work on Tuesday afternoon and that was the last time I saw her. It was only when I went to work on Monday that I realized she was gone. I tried to contact her by phone, but she didn't answer. "

As Vanessa considered Dr. Forster's words. Something about the story he was telling didn't seem to fit.

"I see," Vanessa said, looked over the principal's shoulder and noticed several people starting to look around the building.

"Has anyone else seen her since Tuesday?" Vanessa asked with a straight face.

He was already nervous and clutched his nostrils

“That's how several employees saw her…” he took a deep breath. "Madam Officer. Please pay attention to her appearance and conduct a search. THIS employee should be in my laboratory as soon as possible, she has IMPORTANT tests with her." He was clearly upset and his words were starting to sound desperate.

“Okay, I'll make a report and inform our staff immediately. In the meantime, please remember to check the lab if our search proves unsuccessful.”

Vanessa replied to Forst with a slight smile. She will have to report to her superiors and in the meantime try to get any information that could help her search for Y/N.

“Thank you for your quick help, Officer Vanessa,” Dr. Foster said with a stern expression. “I trust that our cooperation will ensure Y/N's safe return to the lab as soon as possible.” He replied with an almost invisible smile.

Vanessa returned to her office, determined to file a report on Y/N disappearance. As she entered the office and sat down at her desk, she took a deep breath and tried to think clearly.

As Vanessa worked on her report, she tried to ignore the voice in the back of her head telling her something was off about Y/N disappearance. Maybe Dr. Forster did not tell her something, or maybe she had simply run away and was now in trouble. Either way, Vanessa could feel something was off, but tried to maintain her professionalism as it was not her place to raise accusations against the lab or its employees.

Vanessa looked up at Freddie, noticing he was approaching her with a seemingly confused expression. This was not the first time she had seen him in the office, as she had known him since her time growing up near the pizzeria.

She knew he meant no harm, but she wished to remain focused on her report at the moment.

Feeling a little overwhelmed, she let loose a small sigh and spoke to him in a semi-frustrated tone.

"Freddie, would you mind giving me some time to finish my report?" she asked with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

Freddie stared at Vanessa for a few moments, seemingly thinking about her response. Vanessa had known him for long enough to understand the way he communicated. She could tell that he was trying to convey something to her.

Frustrated, Vanessa tried her best to ignore him and continue writing her report. But as she continued to hear his metal footsteps approaching and staring at her, Vanessa quickly realized that there was something more at play here.

Vanessa sighed once more and decided to hear Freddie out.

"Freddie, what is it you want?" she asked, trying to stay patient.

[kairbun]

"The Forgotten Experiment"

Vanessa Shelly x Hybrid bunny!Fem reader

Description: One rainy night, Y/N is able to escape from the lab where she has been held as a test subject for most of her life. Drenched and alone in the dark and stormy night, she makes a run for it, searching for shelter.

By chance she stumbles upon an abandoned, old building that was once called "Freddy Fazbear's", and takes refuge inside it. There she is found by Officer Vanessa, who soon realizes Y/N is no regular stray, and decides to help her and take her in.

Warning: the reader has trauma, trust issues, touching issues,

Note: this is my first attempt at writing a story, so I would appreciate it if you could tell me if I'm missing anything in the warnings, heh. English is not my native language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes.

I stumbled down through the dark and rainy night feeling a mix of emotions. On one hand, I feel free and alive for the first time in my life. On the other hand, I'm scared. Where will I go? How will I survive? What will I be? I was created with only one purpose in life, and that was to be a subject of experimentation in the lab.

I stop to catch my breath, hoping I find somewhere to shelter soon. Just then I see something... something old. I squint to see the building better through the rain. It may not have been attractive in appearance, but I had no other choice, without thinking I ran towards a building that was a kilometer away.

As I neared the mysterious, old building, I could feel the rain dripping down my body, and my clothes sticking to my skin. The walls of the building seemed to tower over me as I approached them, making me feel small and insignificant. I see a broken sign on top of the building that reads "Freddy Fazbear's." I'm shivering from the cold rain, but I know I can't stay here, and I desperately need a place to stay.

I try to open the door, hoping it's not locked. Unfortunately for me, they were closed, so I decided to look for another entrance to the building. When I found the window, I tried to open it, I was relieved when it opened and as I was about to enter, my bunny ears perked up at the sound of heavy carriages coming in that direction. I darted back out of the window and hid behind a pile of old boxes. A cold shiver ran down my spine as remembered what had happened to me in the past. Surely these carriages belonged to the lab, and they had sent someone after me.

My heart started pounding in my chest as I heard what sounded like human footsteps. My ears instinctively perked up and twitched with every sound. Then I heard the sound of the door opening... fortunately not to the room I was in. I hugged my legs to my body for warmth and my ears dropped down to my face. What I would give to shrink myself now and be invisible to the eye.

After some time, I heard several cars stop nearby and someone started knocking aggressively and loudly on the metal door. I tensed up and stayed as still and quiet as possible as I listened to the banging on the metal door. My ears twitched occasionally, trying to hear any sound from outside that could clue in on my location. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my breaths were becoming shallow and rapid.

— Vanessa's POV —

When Vanessa opened the door, her eyes immediately fell on the head lab manager, Mr. Forst. As a police officer, this was not Vanessa's first encounter with Mr. Forst. She had dealt with him a few times regarding various events in the city and had developed a certain respect for him.

But this time it was different. For some reason, there was an air of tension around Mr. Forst that she had never seen before. His usually calm demeanor seemed to have been replaced by urgency, and his eyes suggested a sense of urgency.

However, Vanessa did not give up and did not let her emotions come to the surface.

"Mr. Forster, what is the purpose of this visit?" she spoke confidently.