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#Monty Five Nights at Freddy's
balloonboyismyson · 8 months
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MONTY ABSOLUTELY MAKES Y/N SLEEP IN A NEST HE MADE
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appeypie · 3 months
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Party bear.. with all his friends!
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juniperarts · 2 months
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Robot himbos ✨️
Redraws of this
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FNAF movie Vanessa wants to play with Monty
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ridicbird · 8 months
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If The Glamrocks had to work elsewhere, what place?
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whiskyarts · 9 months
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so, ruin?
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the-masked-hunter · 9 months
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Just a little “what if”
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ciralincixx · 17 days
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i am right
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jovuuu · 9 months
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This song is so good😭
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balloonboyismyson · 9 months
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Montgomery Gator x Reader (oneshot)
After the Pizzaplex burnt down, Monty tells you he misses his guitar, so you make one!
(~1k words) SLIGHT SPOILERS FOR RUIN!
You and Monty have been tail in tail ever since you told him your feelings. He really didn’t like you at first, so much so that he actually had tried to fight you a couple of times. He hated your niceness and took it as competition. When he finally let his reason for hating you slip, you told him why you’re so nice to him. It was like a switch flipped in him, and he’s been your number one supporter through everything since. 
It’s been a rough adjustment on his part, going from the huge Pizzaplex to this one floor small home. The fire was rough, but everyone was found and brought here to be fixed up. It seems Monty was usually a lone-wolf kinda guy, and being shoved together with 5 other animatronics really fucks with him.
He never really spoke about his life in the ‘plex. He seemed bitter towards it, so you never pressured him to talk about it. The others were much more open, but you made sure to never ask them about Monty. You never wanted to break his trust.
After a few months, he felt a bit more comfortable with you- enough so that you learned about him some. You learned he used to be a bassist for the band he was in, and that he was the replacement for someone else. He seemed so… angry, yet, warm, talking about playing the guitar. 
He said his guitar never felt like “his,” no matter how much he played it. He ended the conversation quickly after that, and was somewhat quiet the following days. 
You decided that you wanted to do something nice for him. You were no bassist, hell, you’d barely even touched a guitar, but you felt like you had enough knowledge to try.
So for the next two weeks, you worked. You went out to the woods in the back of the house and scavenged for any parts you could find. The only thing you had on you was a knife, but you made it work. You found fallen trees and used them for parts, taking their bark and branches. 
You spent most of your time in the shed outside, trying to see if you could make something, anything that could play a tune. 
It took a couple of drafts, but at last, you were able to make something decent. The hardest part had to have been the strings, but you made it work.
Finally, the guitar is playable and has pretty good structural integrity. Is it a bass? That you are unsure of, but it sure as hell is a guitar. 
It is a wooden guitar that is fairly boxy with a very naturistic feel to it. You place the guitar down and close your eyes for a moment, getting yourself ready to finally give it to Monty. 
As you open the door, everyone is on the couch, and floor, talking. They are all laughing and having a good time, except for Monty. He seems rather sunken into the couch with his mouth snapped shut. 
You walk up to him and look at him, and he slowly looks up at you. His face gets brighter when he sees you and gently grabs your hand and places a kiss onto it. Your face heats up and you giggle a little. “Hey, Rockstar. What’re you up ta?” 
You smile at him, “I have something for you!” His eyes open a bit in surprise, “You know you don’t gotta do nothin’ fer me. I’m happy jus’ bein’ wit you.” You can’t help but place a kiss upon the bridge of his muzzle, but motion for him to stand anyway. 
He shrugs and gets up, allowing you to lead him outside. The day is beautiful with the sun high in the sky, and the heat of the afternoon makes monty bellow in bliss. Even though the animatronics can, hypothetically, come outside, most of them choose not to. It is risky, so if they do, it’s typically at night. However, you can’t wait for nighttime to show him, you are much too excited. 
The two of you make it to the shed, “So this is where you’ve been.” You don’t react to the comment, just quickly open the door. “So, I’ve never done anything like this before, nor have I even been close to anything like this before, but I wanted to do something nice for you.”
You pick up the guitar and turn around, showing off your creation to Monty. His eyes go big, and his tail tucks in between his legs. “Wha- what is this?” He goes to reach for it, but backs off at the last second, leaving his hands floating in mid-air. “Wh-where did you get this?” You smile again, “I made it!” 
“You wha!?” His eyes bug a bit more at you. “Ya made this!?” You nod, gently placing the guitar in his hands. “I know it’s nothing like a real guitar, and it probably is nothing close to a bass, but…” you look at his face and through his sunglasses, you see water streaming down his cheeks. “Monty?? What’s with the tears!?” You nervously cup his face and you can feel him shaking.
“Did you know ‘bout this? My guitar?” you cock your head at him, “I’ve never seen your guitar, I-I’m really sorry if this isn’t what you wanted-” 
“NO!” He abruptly yells. It catches you off guard, but he quickly speaks again. “No no, this… this’ perfect. I’ve never seen a more beautiful guitar.” His voice is cracking with each word, and he gently hugs you. He cries into you for a while, and you smile and hug him back. 
“I’ve missed havin’ my guitar. Thank you so much, Rockstar.” You kiss his cheek a few times and you two stand there in the grass, rocking back and forth in each other’s arms. The only sounds you can hear are the birds, the trees, and the soft thump of Monty’s tail repeatedly hitting the ground.
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bayboyzone · 5 months
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follow the leader
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juniperarts · 3 months
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This is probably how it'd go yeah? 😂
Continuation of this
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FNAF movie Vanessa becomes a Roxy fan
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ridicbird · 6 months
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Orange Flavor
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alpineping · 7 months
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"A little help?"
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guby1620 · 7 months
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He sells merch and insurances. He decorated the booth himself (very hard working gator).
The question is, would you buy it from him? (He was charged with being a dumb ass once)
I had this funny scenario in my dream and had to draw it. Monty sells stuffs in the sewers xD.
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