#also please be kind i haven't drawn a thing in 12 years

[themarsbar]

Slowly, but like a riptide, we keep dancing, you and me.

[daandyli0n]

alright, so. because i've thought about this way too much:

how games/gameplay would be different in my Fnaf Rewrite

@that-darn-clown because i told you about this earlier

(also note: this is just an explanation of how the games would be different in this rewrite. any plot points that are mentioned won't be explained in too much detail; just enough context for something to make Some kind of sense.

however, if you Are curious about certain plot points...you can always send an ask :] aka Please Send Asks, I Wanna Ramble About This)

Fnaf 1:

mostly the same, but lore stuff is more...fleshed out? easier to understand? things are still vague, we aren't given all answers, but the main pieces are mostly in place at this point. main character(s)/protagonist(s) are different: Andrew Schmidt (Night 1-5) and Michael Afton (Night 6).

Phone Guy has a name and is a character: Alexander Afton. jokes around often with the nightguard, seems anxious and lost in thought often, seems to space out as he's reminded of...past events. dies on Night 4, with a heavy implication that he knows which of the spirits wants him dead so badly, before he's suddenly attacked and the call cuts out. another employee takes his place on Night 5, describing what became of him: he was found in the Backstage area, the top quarter of his head, the right side, bitten nearly clean off. his left eye in open wide in fear. what's more, they found "that old yellow bear thing" sitting nearby with its mouth bloody.

William is, in a way, referenced. while he goes by "Dave Miller" as a fake name, Alex will sometimes accidentally refer to the man as "dad" or "my father/dad." he is also described rather...suspiciously. as though he's hiding something. whenever he is brought up on the call, the newspaper easter eggs are activated. speaking of which:

Newspaper Easter Eggs!! first night - describes the disappearance of two young girls; Naomi Everest and Gabrielle Franklin-Martinez. second night - two more disappearances, this time of two young boys; Baker Fitzgerald and Felix Smith. (familiar last names, huh?) third night - one final disappearance, this time of another young boy; Kelsey Schmidt. however...it's not at a Freddy's, it's at "another local kid's pizza place." (wonder where That is?) fourth night - a newspaper article that appears to have been vandalized, showing a crying child's face drawn over a large portion of the actual article, obscuring many details. what is visible, however, tells us as follows: "Local Preteen Found Murdered Outside of Freddy's: The community was shaken today....the girl, Charlotte Emily....12 years old...appeared to be locked out...birthday party...found by her brother and father, as well as a family friend, Mic...fton.....loss has shocked the public, especially friends of the girl...The Father, [obscured] Emily, devastated, decided to close the pizzeria for the next week...give time to grieve...funeral will be held this weekend..."This is a shock to us all, and we will be doing our best to pick up the pieces and make sure this tragedy will never happen again." -Co-Founder, [obscured] Afton" fifth night - article describes how four of the bodies of the missing children were found, except for Kelsey's. article talks about how the pizzeria will close down in a few months after this, per the decision of the owner. we are told that while the restaurant might reopen someday, but there will be new management...he's passing the responsibilities onto another owner. the tragedies are starting to hit too close to home for him. we are told that the "tragedy" (MCI) took place three years previous to the article, and the article is dated in 1985. sixth night - not a newspaper article, but a paper simply repeating the phrase "YOUR FAULT" (believed to be a manifestation of Michael's guilt). this paper appears after the employee on the phone says "Listen...you haven't had an easy time in over a decade. You've gone through a lot of heartache, and this...horrible tragedy with your brother has probably dug up a lot of that pain for you all over again. We're terribly sorry for your loss, and I hope that things start getting easier for you. Genuinely." there is no newspaper article for the seventh night, as the seventh night isn't canon to this rewrite (there would still be a custom night, but there's no lore; just for the player to fuck around with).

motives given for why the two nightguards are here: Andrew blames himself for a currently unknown event (but is, at this point in the series, implied to be Kelsey's disappearance), and effectively has a death wish/is passively suicidal, probably hoping the animatronics will just kill him and get it over with (basically mentioned by Alex over the phone before his death, saying things along the lines of "L-Listen, I get it still hurts, that you feel like it was your fault, but we were all still kids back then! You were like, what, twelve?" and "T-Those things will kill you if they get in! You need to be careful, okay? ...Why did you go quiet? I, wait...that's...that's not your plan, is it?"). Michael is stated to be there until a replacement for Andrew's shift is found; turns out Andrew got promoted to the dayshift.

Golden Freddy/Fredbear is merely a hallucination, and is not an actual threat (can't kill the player). however, Fredbear will cause hallucinations to worsen in the office as long as he is in there, including causing the cameras to falsely flicker (basically making it appear as though the animatronics have moved when they haven't), so getting rid of him quickly is an important thing. you do this by quickly flipping the camera up and down; not lingering either time. lingering basically resets the process.

hallucinations are basically the same, with the addition of auditory hallucinations ("It's Me", "Save Us", "It Hurts", "I See You", etc) and the False (Camera) Flickers i mentioned earlier

all in all, not much is changed, but lore is slightly more fleshed out and the main pieces are in place, and there's some extra hallucinations.

Fnaf 2:

again, pretty similar to the original game, but with a few extra lore bits added in there. night guards are: Jeremy Fitzgerald (Nights 1-5), Michael Afton (Night 6), and Fritz Smith (Night 7; seventh night IS canon in this game).

Alex is still the Phone Guy, but he sounds...younger. he's more skittish, he stutters more often, and will beat around the bush when talking about rumors of what happened at the pizzeria a few months prior. he seems...more nervous, in general.

hallucinations!! we're bringing those back!! sometimes a missing child's poster will appear in the office, showing a different one depending on the guard that night (Jeremy will have Baker's missing poster show up in the office, Fritz will have Felix's. Michael won't have a missing poster show up; this time it will be the newspaper discussing Charlie's murder). the auditory hallucinations are back, now with extra sounds like "Save Them", "Help Them", and "They're Still Here", now said in a young girl's voice, whereas the others are more ambiguous. False Flickers are back!! sometimes, when the paper pal appears in the office, a missing poster for either Naomi or Kelsey appears.

the minigames are. a bit different now. while a lot of the death minigames stay the same, a few have some extra lore bits thrown in: with "Take Cake To The Children", the child standing in the upper left-hand corner (closest to the door, as we can guess) doesn't seem interested in the cake, having a straight face and never turning red. mid-murder, the boy suddenly seems curious, walking towards the door, as though he heard screaming. as Afton drives away and the boy (very likely Sammy, Charlie's brother) reaches the door, the Puppet (Marionn) jumpscares and the minigame ends. in "Foxy Go Go Go," two of the children stand out, seeming noticeably different; one has what seems to be a bunny headband, and the other has a reddish-orange striped shirt and appears to be frowning. during the second time in the minigame, the boy with the bunny headband is gone, but everything else is the same (not meant to imply that Baker was taken while watching Foxy; just meant to show he was taken before Felix). and during the third time, the boy in the striped shirt is gone, and Foxy starts walking noticeably slower, similarly to Freddy in the Cake Minigame once things start going wrong, before Withered Foxy jumpscares the player (showing that Felix possesses Foxy). "Save Them" and "Give Gifts, Give Life" are basically the same.

LORE MINIGAMES!! second night - you play as Jeremy with his brother, Baker, following close behind. you are told to "Go To The Arcade." upon getting there, Jeremy will stand in front of a game and, presumably, start playing. however, after several seconds of this, Baker will wander away a bit, only to be lured off by O'Hare (Springbonnie). Jeremy does not seem to notice this, and the minigame ends. third night - continuation of the previous night's minigame. Jeremy is now given the task "Find Your Brother." after exploring the building, he comes across the Backstage door before Withered Bonnie jumpscares the player (clearly meant to show that Baker possesses Bonnie), ending the minigame. fifth night - less a minigame and more of a cutscene, showing Jeremy sitting on a curb, presumably outside of Freddy's, crying into his hands as another person, presumably a friend of his (it's Michael, but the game would never explicitly say this), tries comforting him. sixth night - "Save Them" Minigame, but...different. you play as Fredbear, awakening in the Parts & Service room only with the goal "FIND HIM." as the player exits the room and explores, entering one of the Party Rooms shows Freddy lying on the ground, with Afton standing over him. Afton suddenly turns around to see Fredbear, and the text in the corner changes from "FIND HIM" to "FOUND HIM" for a split second before the minigame cuts out. seventh/custom night - you play as Fritz. Fritz is shown outside of a car with the text/task "Find Your Son." Fritz enters the building, entering Pirate Cove, he sees O'Hare leading Felix away. the task now changes: "Follow Them: Get Your Son." however, Fritz is blocked by the children crowding around in the hallways and rooms, and is eventually blocked off completely. the minigame cuts off after this point.

Jeremy is confirmed to be the Bite of '87 victim; mentioned in Night 6's newspaper, which also mentions the restaurant's closure.

everything else is just about the same; again, lore is just slightly more fleshed out during this game.

Fnaf 3:

again, mostly the same, with a few small changes. nightguards: Samuel "Sammy" Emily (Nights 1-5) and Michael Afton (Night 6).

Phone Dude!! we actually get more of him, plus a name: Daniel Scottson. we only get two training tapes during Night 2 and 3; one describing Springlock Suits and how to wear them safely, and another mentioning the suits being taken out of use due to "incidents." not...failures, but incidents. Phone Dude gets more worried throughout the nights, mostly about the new..."attraction." (our boy Springtrap) on Night 6, he basically does the Fnaf 2 thing of "Why are you there?!" Dan seems worried...hasn't Mike heard of the Hare? how...dangerous it is?

"Good Ending" minigames still require the player to "unlock" them, but will take place at the end of the night before the "regular" end-of-night minigames instead of happening right as the correct items are clicked and then resetting the night. the minigames also end showing which child was given cake via the masks the child wears: Mangle's was Felix, BB's was Gabi, Chica was Naomi, Fredbear's was Kelsey, and Shadow Bonnie's was Baker. upon getting to the "Happiest Day" Minigame, it is shown that there are seven children, and only one without a mask standing next to Kelsey. minigame ends as normal with this maskless, unknown child (Cassidy, but this wouldn't be revealed yet in the games) gaining a mask similar to Kelsey's and then ending with the masks falling and the balloons rising like the normal minigame. it is implied that Michael is assisting with these minigames after Sammy completes his shifts.

Regular End-of-Night Minigames: these are a bit different. the animatronics (or, the children possessing them) are lured using the things that lured the children the first time, with Wiliam luring them through the room entrances and exits: Gabi is lured using a cake, Baker sees O'Hare and decides to follow him again, Naomi is lured with what appears to be a dog (but is just a toy that can make noise), Felix is lured by William in a mask (he knew Afton had disguised himself, so he sees someone in a mask almost taunting him and of course decides to investigate). on the fifth night, an unknown child is leading another unknown child (Cassidy and Kelsey respectively) towards the back room where Afton is. the rest of the minigame continues as normal.

at the beginning of Night 6, it is confirmed that Sammy set the place on fire, but probably attempted to make it look like an accidental, electrical fire ("You know what to do, right, Mike?" "Yep. Loud and clear, Sammy." "I've got the matches ready. Keep him distracted, and then run out the door as soon as that clock strikes 6. If this doesn't work...Christ, not sure what to do at that point...*sigh*...Hope you're free now, Charlie...")

Fnaf 4:

quite a bit different, but has the general format of being based off of dreams that someone is having. Protagonist: Michael Afton during some point between 1994-2000. the exact timeline placement isn't clear. perhaps it doesn't need to be; the "nights" are just nightmares that give some idea of what Michael's mental state is like

end-of-night minigames are relatively the same, just with a few differences: we are given names (CC is Cassidy, Michael is the person speaking to us through the Fredbear plush, and Alex is Foxybro), Elizabeth is shown to not be around anymore, with Michael not mentioning much about her besides the information "It's been a year...", the minigame where Cassidy is trapped in the back room has extra dialogue from an unknown character in faint yellow text saying "Shh....I'm here. It's okay.." (this is Kelsey) and has a scene at the end where Michael comes in and and tries to comfort Cassidy while yelling "Alex, what the hell is your problem-?!", etc. smaller things, but y'know. Lore

each night takes place in Michael's nightmares, representing different periods in his life.

first night - represents Michael's childhood post-Cassidy's birth/Mom's death. the closest to original Fnaf 4. animatronics are grotesque and terrifying, resembling the original Fnaf 4 animatronics, and include: The OG 4 (Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy), Fredbear, O'Hare, Harriet (basically Circus Baby, but Hare), Blackjack (basically Lolbit), and Marionn (reminder; the Puppet). gameplay includes running and hiding from the animatronics. while all animatronics seem to terrify him, oddly enough...the animatronics that are Henry's creations (all except for O'Hare, Harriet, and Blackjack) seem to try and "comfort" him in some way ("Come on, Matey! Don't be so scared! A little adventure never hurt anyone!" "Come one, Kiddo! I just wanna give you a cupcake, sweetie! Wouldn't that cheer you up?" "What's the matter, scared of the dark? Come over here, I'll play ya a song, Kid. That'll calm yer nerves a bit, right?" "Do you want a gift? Gifts make people happy, right..?") (Lines are said by Foxy, Chica, Freddy, and Marionn respectively), whereas William's creations mock and taunt him for being scared and running. while not a noticeable detail, it would certainly give some perspective on how Mike viewed Henry and William, if a bit subtly.

second night - a mix of three incidents: Liz's accidental death, Charlie's murder, and the MCI. Michael hides in the building from "O'Hare," in a similar structure to the Ballora Gallery section of Sister Location (if the sounds come close by, hide/stay still). going near animatronics causes them to make noise and move, potentially alerting O'Hare if he's close enough. all of the animatronics seem to be leaking blood or have bloody spots, and Marionn can be activated by approaching the window, where they will jump up at the window and scare Michael from outside, playing "Pop! goes the Weasel." while Michael can approach the Backstage room, there is blood coming from under the door, and Mike seems to shake the closer he gets to the room. he will refuse to enter. there is the constant, faint sound of a young girl screaming in the background. no matter where Michael goes, the sound never gets any louder or any quieter.

third night - Michael is in a dark, abandoned hospital. looking at signs around the place, he seems to specifically be in the ICU. this type of memory seems to effectively come out of nowhere; the only knowledge we have of Michael potentially being in a hospital in the past is the fact that his mother died in childbirth (something i feel the minigames would briefly mention). so...this memory can't be of his mother's death; she wouldn't have been in the ICU. he is chased around by the OG Four, who have empty eyes. the only sounds any of them make are laughter and the phrase "Your Fault." but...Foxy has more lines; "Coward," "People-Pleaser," "Give Him A Kiss!" and, most notably, "Our Fault." there is a specific room that Michael refuses to enter to hide in. when prompted, we are simply greeted with the response: "You don't want to go in there. You're afraid of what you'll see when you open that door."

fourth night - seems to be based around the events of Fnaf 2. there are balloons floating around the building, obscuring any possible threats. Mangle is almost impossible to really hide from; crawling on the ceiling means they can see wherever Michael is, regardless of the balloons, meaning that once they approach, Michael can only really hide under tables to get away from them. sometimes, he sees IVs and hears a heart monitor beeping in the background (Bite of '87 Aftermath; Mike witnessed Jeremy get bitten).

fifth night - this is basically just Fnaf 1 but with Dream Logic and hide and seek. that is all.

sixth night - Michael is trapped in what seems to be a Parts & Service room. there are the sounds of a bustling party, but, more notably, the sounds of a screaming child is in the background. the door to the room suddenly opens after several seconds of this, and all of the sounds stop. the building is dark. Fredbear is up on stage, frozen in time, blood covering his mouth and teeth. he has a spotlight on him and in front of him. the one in front shines on four abandoned masks, the Foxy one bloody, and a bloody Fredbear Plush. Michael approaches Fredbear, the suit seeming to constantly let out the words "Your Fault," and upon picking up the plushie, the room goes dark and silent, and Michael pulls out a flashlight. from this point onwards, the player must find keys to leave the diner while warding off Nightmare, who is almost relentless. exiting the diner completes the night.

Sixth Night Minigame Cutscene: this shows a different minigame from the original game. Cassidy is shown to be in a dimly lit party room. there is a heartbeat monitor in the background. there are other kids around in the background, but Cassidy is shown sitting on the ground up front, with Charlie standing next to him. they start talking, and it sounds like Cassidy wants to help free the souls, with Charlie telling him that he doesn't have to if he thinks it will be difficult. they hear a voice (Alex) apologizing to Cassidy, as well as Michael begging Cass to wake up and not die, and Charlie promises that she and the other children are still Cass' friends, and that she's still there. Cassidy wakes up in the hospital, with his father and siblings there. everyone is overjoyed that he's awake again, but Cass stares at his father, narrowing his eyes at him before the minigame fades.

seventh night - this one isn't a dream...it's a memory. you walk through the woods, brambles cutting up your legs, sounds of nature accidentally scaring you. there aren't any true threats here, just tension as you walk through the woods. you come across a clearing, walking towards a makeshift grave. there are poppy flowers laid on top, and a small stone acting as a gravestone. Michael will sit nearby the grave once you get close enough, and will stare at the grave for several seconds before the screen goes black...and a minigame cutscene starts.

Seventh Night Minigame Cutscene: Cassidy is shown sitting beside the grave, staring down at the Earth. Charlie walks up to him and takes his hand, leading him away through the woods. they are both translucent. as they walk, Charlie looks down at him, saying "Don't worry, Cassy...we'll make him pay-" He cuts her off; "No. I'll make him pay." Charlie goes quiet for a second before saying "Well...in any case..." The screen fades out, showing Fredbear in the Backstage area of Freddy's. Charlie finishes her sentence: "I will put you back together." Fredbear "wakes up" (eyes now have white pupils) and the minigame ends suddenly.

and there's the ending to the game.

Fnaf Sister Location:

hoo boy, this is where the gameplay REALLY changes here. like a LOT. this is practically a different game. Michael is, of course, our protagonist.

takes place in the now abandoned Fredbear's Family Diner: Fredbear and O'Hare (now Springtrap) were moved back to the building after Freddy's closed (the current Fazbear Entertainment CEO just chose to ignore the WHOLE ROTTING CORPSE IN THERE because they've gotten bad at this point).

sort of in the same "format" of OG Sister Location: you have to complete tasks to complete the night.

imagine BUNNYFARM from the Walten Files but Sister Location edition and not a video game.

Family Reunion!! :D (< this is NOT a good thing)

Blackjack is an animatronic fox and is effectively Lolbit. y'know Showbear from The Walten Files? Blackjack is Showbear and Michael is Sophie, to give y'all an idea of the dynamic here.

Blackjack works as Michael's guide throughout the nights, as well as the one who reminds Michael of his past (of which he has repressed HEAVILY. for understandable reasons).

each night ends with a minigame cutscene from Michael's past, typically being the one that BJ tries to help him remember throughout his shift that night.

Night Four is interesting, though: this time, instead of Michael uncovering a memory, it's Cassidy telling him what had happened the night he died: William had strangled him to death in his sleep because...well, to put it one way, he knew too much. Michael and the others had been told that Cassidy had simply died unexpectedly in his sleep.

Night Five is supposed to be Michael's last day. he doesn't know how much more of this he can take, as well as the fact his father's still in the building with him. his final task before quitting is simple: clean up the mess in the Dining Room. put the tables and chairs back. a simple task...were it not for the fact one of the tables (with several chairs stacked on top of it) is basically the one bit of protection from his (now INCREDIBLY unhinged) father. but...it is part of his duties for the night. he literally moves Every Other Chair And Table first. like. He Does Not Want To Potentially Put Himself In Danger Because He Has No Idea What Might Happen If He Unblocks That Door. nobody is giving him advice on what to do here: Cass, Liz, and BJ are being uncharacteristically quiet tonight. he doesn't know what to do. like in the actual Sister Location, there are two endings depending on what Michael does:

Moving The Table And Chairs Back: Michael decides to move the table back, praying for the best. he shakes the whole time, trying to act fast. for a few moments, everything seems fine. Mike laughs; he was just being a bit paranoid, maybe his father wasn't even aware he was here. and then he hears the door open, and the voice of his father coming from behind it. i feel like the ending would cut here, only to pick up in Michael's bathroom. he's breathing quickly, clearly panicked. Jeremy knocks on the door, asking if he's alright, and Mike rolls his sleeve down to reveal a really bad scratch on his arm. (this would be considered the "Real Ending")

Not Doing Anything And Leaving Instead: Michael decides to leave the door to the Back Room blocked, and instead decides to tell his siblings goodbye. he tells them that he'll free them, even if doing so could kill him. with that, he leaves. there is no scene after this point. (this would be considered the "Fake Ending")

there is a sixth night that i can best describe as Playing Hide And Seek With Springtrap. you play as an unnamed employee who was tasked with finishing Michael's work, considering he clearly hasn't, as the table is still against the Back Room door, just slightly moved out of the way (showing that this takes place post-Real Ending). the employee has to hide in the building while accomplishing their goal- moving the table and chairs back -while also Not Dying. at the end, we are gifted a monologue from Michael to his father that is similar to the one from the OG Sister Location (basically saying "Hey Dad, What The Fuck, I'm Gonna Come Back For You," y'know?)

there's the game, basically! Michael doesn't die!! he's alive!! more traumatized now, but alive!!

Fnaf 6/Pizzeria Simulator:

almost identical, really. with a few changes like with the Lore Arcade Games (slightly different due to lore changes: specifically due to Midnight Motorist Shit; it basically got split into two different games, one that fit the Aftons and one that fit the Schmidts). once again: Michael's the protag.

so!! Arcade Games:

Fruity Maze: the same, but less gruesome. during the second go-around of the game, some of the fruit will still appear to be dogs, but the girl in the screen (Naomi) will appear more surprised than sad. same thing happens the third time, and instead of Afton luring the girl away with the promise of taking her to her dead dog, he instead promises to give her a puppy, if she follows him. the game ends.

Security Puppet: the same, but with a small section at the end where two people, one with orange text and another with red (Sammy and Michael), seem to be talking with each other, searching for "her", only to seemingly come across Charlie's body. they both go quiet. the screen goes dark, and text comes across the screen: "...Wait, is that-?" "...Charlie..?" the game ends.

Midnight Motorist: follows Afton. game is the same, just without the implications of Afton being drunk (in the rewrite, Afton was never an alcoholic). he returns home the night after he kills Charlie, where he is confronted by the rest of his family. he seems to be trying to act natural after what happened, and trying to find Michael, who we learn was upset that he couldn't go to Charlie and Sammy's party earlier after William "mysteriously" wouldn't take him or Cassidy, who also seemed disappointed. after finding Mike's bedroom door locked, he seems to get slightly worried; Mike almost never locks his door. he goes to Michael's bedroom window outside, discovering that it's open and that Mike isn't in the room. William simply comments that he knows where his son has probably gone, and the game ends.

Bear Race: this is basically the other half of the Midnight Motorist, but showing a drunk, potentially physically abusive parent; this follows Mr. Schmidt, Andrew and Kelsey's father. the "normal section" of the game has you playing as a blonde-colored Freddy (not Fredbear; looks closer to a pixelated version of Fnaf 1 Golden Freddy, but paler) racing against two other Freddys for several laps through the woods...until your character reaches a cabin. the minigame suddenly shifts; you're now a man with light blonde hair, moving slowly through a small, almost empty house. a woman sits nearby on a couch. approaching her gives you the following dialogue, labeled "New Girlfriend," where she says: "Ya gonna yell at him again? The kid's been having a bad day, and I'm sure you telling him that he should be dead ain't gonna help." you then move to the back of the house, coming to a closed door. this is where the "drunk parent yelling at their kid's bedroom door" section of the minigame occurs. Mr. Schmidt eventually kicks the door open, entering the room, where it is revealed that Andrew isn't in the room and that the bedroom window is open. furious, he heads back to the other room, where he demands an answer. there, his girlfriend admits that Andrew went to go stay with "that Afton kid again" (Michael) and might be back at some point. she sighs, telling him "You know it's been hard for him, especially since...look, it might be hard for you, but imagine how hard it is for him." this places this specific incident post-MCI, where Kelsey, Andrew's younger brother, had been murdered, hence this unnamed event that Andrew would be "taking really hard." the game ends after this point. (this also has some fun food for thought: Andrew is unknowingly staying under the same roof as the man who killed his brother, and thus effectively ruined his life :))

everything else is relatively the same...except for the ending.

there's a final cutscene after Henry's speech, and after he gives Mike a match to light and then drop. Michael attempts to beg Henry to come with him, to keep living. they can leave his father to burn, and they can live out the rest of their lives In Peace...but Henry says no. it started with him and William, and it will END with him and William. Michael, not able to convince him, runs. Henry and William are left in the building, and what happens next is unknown, at least from Michael's perspective.

aaand there's the ending! we get another cutscene afterwards. Michael comes to a small grave on the hill; Cassidy now has a proper grave, next to Charlie's. Michael talks to them both, talking about how they're both at peace now. he talks about how things have been getting better for him, for everyone else. he tells Cassidy that he loves him, and that maybe, just maybe, he can finally sleep well for once...

...until we see Fredbear in the dark, "waking up." and there's the ending. (leads into UCN)

UCN literally doesn't change besides possibly adding some fun death minigames in there, but i haven't thought to deep into those yet.

now!! GAME TIMELINE (aka, when everything happens):

(* could be switched)

Fnaf SL Night 1 Minigame (shows Liz's death) (April 1982)

Fnaf 2 minigames (May-June 1982)

Fnaf 4 minigames (except for Night 7) (1983)

Fnaf 4 Night 7 (as in, this around when the memory would've happened) (Sepember 1983) *

Fnaf 4 Night 7 minigame (September 1983) *

Fnaf 2 (1987)

Fnaf 1 (1993)

Fnaf 4 (the game itself; the nightmares are based off of memories) (1994-2000)

Fnaf 3 End-Of-Night minigames (late 1994-early 1995)

Fnaf SL (2001)

Fnaf 3 (2012)

Fnaf 6/PS (+ Fnaf 3 Happiest Day Minigame) (2014)

UCN (2014 onwards)

we ain't getting into Help Wanted onwards. i've got ideas but they aren't concrete, so they aren't going here for now.

anyway!! this took me a few days because i kept getting distracted, please enjoy!

[mooniefics]

— first impressions

pairing : zeke jaeger / fem reader / reiner braun

word count : 7.5k

tags : sorta fluff (i can’t help myself i love reiner), eventual smut, threesome (f/m/m), situational humiliation, one night stand, spitroasting, drunk + unsafe sex

warnings : nsfw, mild sexual coercion

summary : a chance meeting between you and reiner leaves you enjoying an evening with the warriors upon their much anticipated return from the war. but doing your new friends a favor leads to a night you'll never forget.

— originally posted 12 / 22 / 20 on ao3 —

"reiner! is that really you?!"

you stood quickly from your place at the booth, unable to stop yourself from scrambling up to the small group of soldiers, who were all looking down at you with a mixture of confusion and amusment.

"you didn't tell us you had a girlfriend back home, braun." the dark-haired woman to his right teased, earning a crossed frown from your friend.

"not my girlfriend." he muttered, ignoring their chuckles as he turned his attention back to you, "i haven't changed that much in a few months, have i?"

you sighed, a relieved grin breaking out across your face as he opened his arms to you, gratefully accepting his invitation and squeezing him tight, face pressing into his shoulder. the scent of gunpowder that usually clung to him in his uniform was absent on his civilian clothes, replaced instead with the pleasant smell of fresh linen. "a few months? felt more like a whole year to me."

you stayed cognizant of the people behind him, now exchanging curious glances at the sight of their comrade's affection, the woman who'd initially teased him whispering something to the stern looking man by her side that made his expression crack into a small grin. he pulled away from you after a moment, a soft smile warming his usually sullen features, which dampened at a hand being placed on his shoulder.

"would you care to introduce us, reiner?" a low voice asked, the speaker stepping to reiner's side to get a good look at you.

you instantly recognized the man, face flushing with embarrassment as you scrambled to find your words. "c-captain jaeger! i apologize for interrupting your evening, p-please forgive-"

"nonsense." he said, holding out his hand for you to shake, "and no need for the formalities, feel free to call me zeke."

you clasped your hands gratefully around his, shaking vibrantly much to his amusement. you exchanged names with the remaining three, the tired looking but jovial woman, pieck, insisting that you join them on their night out. seeing as you had already planned to be at the old bar for the rest of the night by yourself, you had no qualms with inviting them all to fill the remaining seats of the booth you'd been occupying before they entered.

"pock here isn't much of a talker," she said after everyone got themselves situated, poking the cheek of the man she'd been whispering to earlier, "he's a little shy, but don't hold it against him."

"i thought i told you not to call me that.." he grumbled in reply, smacking away her hand and earning a small round of laughter from everyone at the table. the freshest face among them, colt, flagged down the barmaiden that was milling about the tavern floor, ordering a beer for everyone at the table with a kind smile.

"this'll be the only one for me tonight." you told him across the table after the woman had sauntered away, "i kinda didn't budget to be drinking more than one beer tonight anyways.."

"don't worry about it." you turned at reiner's voice beside you, gaze flitting down to see him thumbing through the bills in his wallet, "i'll pay for you tonight. my treat."

"nice to see that you know how to treat a lady." zeke quipped with a grin from his place on your left, earning another unreadable frown from reiner, but you could see the flush creeping up on his cheeks as a result of the implication.

before he could dismiss his friend, the barmaiden had returned, toting six mugs filled to the brim with beer on her serving platter. everyone murmured their thanks as she passed them around the table, her eyes lingered on colt before she slipped away to attend to another awaiting party.

"look at you, colt! haven't even been here for thirty minutes and you've already got the ladies swooning." pieck drawled, taking a long sip from her mug with a smile on her lips as she watched the young man stammer out an excuse.

you couldn't help but laugh along at the display, taking a generous drink of your own as you watched the conversation pick up around you. pieck seemed to be more than comfortable with everyone at the table, fueling the majority of the discussion with her playful words. porco, as she'd said, didn't seem to be much of a talker, but nodded along to what the others said, contributing a brief input when he saw fit and staying silent for the rest of the time. colt wasn't naive, but he was easy to tease, the perfect target for little jabs here and there from around the table that drew irritated, flustered protests from him and made everyone laugh.

the dynamic that had intrigued you the most was that between zeke and reiner. they didn't speak directly to the other often, mostly relaying remarks through their responses to the others, but when they did, there seemed to be an odd sort of tension between them. not exactly rivals, but not exactly friends either. they were on the same team, but there was a clear disconnect between them despite that. you felt every slight shift that reiner made when zeke addressed him, debating on whether you should request to move from your place between them for your sake or stay as a buffer for reiner's.

everyone was on their third glass—the only exception being reiner, who was nearly through his fourth—definitely loosened up though not quite drunk yet, but before you could put much thought into how you'd go about doing that, porco spoke to you for the first time. "so, how do you even know reiner?"

"oh! i'd also like to know too!" pieck piped up between sips, downing the rest of her mug in one go and resting her chin in her hands. everyone's attention had turned to you in an instant, intently waiting for your response, making your posture stiffen as you twisted your hands in your lap.

"well, it was a few years ago, when the war with the mid-east had just started ramping up." you began, tensing up the slightest bit when you felt your hand brush reiner's under the table, "i was working at the produce shop down on kaiser lane, and one day reiner came by with his mother on one of her grocery visits, she had always spoken to me about him when i was counting up her total. i asked her if this was son she was always talking about, and she said yes and introduced us. reiner looked tired," pieck giggled at that. "so i tried to hurry it up a little for his sake, and then she paid and they both went on their way. later that day i came here, and i saw him sitting alone at the counter, so i decided to sit down next to him and see if he could put up with my insufferable small talk for a little while. we ended up talking all night, and we've been great friends since then."

"well, isn't that the sweetest thing," pieck smiled warmly at you from across the table, balancing her head on one hand so could pensively drum her fingers across the wood, "if i didn't know any better, i'd say you two made a lovely couple!"

"pieck, would you stop bothering reiner." porco chided, waving a hand at your friend, "just look at him, he looks like he's one more girlfriend comment away from popping a blood vessel."

reiner grumbled out a low 'fuck you', gulping down the rest of his beer and flagging down the barmaiden as the rest of the warriors shared a hearty laugh at his expense. you yourself were similarly blushing at their constant assertions of something more between the two of you. it's not as if you hadn't mulled the idea over in your head many times before on all the previous outings you'd been on together, and the few times the two of you had gotten drunk enough to fool around a bit before one of you came to your senses and excused yourself for the night.

there were some days where you were glad you kept a modest distance between yourselves, and there were others where you wanted to do nothing more than throw all caution to the window and just enjoy one irresponsible night of doing whatever came to mind, no doubts or worries or responsibilities to get in the way, politics and the war be damned. you started to shake away those unnecessary thoughts, but zeke did a much better job of distracting you when his arm fell around your shoulders, giving you a friendly squeeze as he spoke.

"i see that even in good company, my colleagues' manners still aren't up to par," he said, directing his words at you but talking loud enough for anyone to hear, "allow me to apologize on their behalf."

"oh hush, zeke, you're the worst out of all of us!" pieck argued through her laughter, playfully kicking his shin under the table, "you're only playing nice because she's here."

her words didn't draw his attention away from your face, gleaming grey eyes intently drinking in the emotions passing over your flushed features. you laughed nervously, turning away to face the rest of the table, sneaking a glance at reiner as the barmaiden swept by to clean up the empty glasses and replace them with filled mugs. he had an irritated frown drawn across his lips, worry lines creasing his face as he gulped down half of his mug in seconds.

"look's like you're finally not the one overdoing it, huh colt?" you heard pieck whisper into the young man's ear, snickering at him when he turned away from her and huffed.

just glancing around at them all made you forget that everyone of them were living on borrowed time, that in less than a month they would most likely be shipped out on their next assignment to defend marley against any one of the neighboring nations that were just waiting to pounce at the slightest slip up. aside from reiner, they all seemed to be forgetting that fact as well in favor of just enjoying this night while it was still young.

another banter-filled hour passed, your table not noticing how the bar had been steadily emptying as closing time drew near. zeke had kept his grasp around you for the entire time, much to reiner's dismay, which was evident on his face each time you tried to coax him back into the conversation, always faltering each time zeke peered over you to repeat your question to him with a thinly veiled haughtiness. reiner had gone through more beer than anyone at the table, his flushed face and low-lidded gaze along with his slurring words letting you know just how drunk he'd really become. but aside from his borderline unpleasant exchanges with your friend, zeke was incredibly charismatic, almost overbearingly so, your own intoxication making it easy for you give in to his infectious energy and laugh along with him and everyone else at the table.

sure, you were worried about reiner, but he knew that you would always be friends at the end of the day, and you had to make a good impression on these newly introduced people who were so kind as to invite you in on one of their rare leisurely getaways from the military barracks. so you let yourself lean into zeke's side, relishing in the warmth that you'd been craving for so long—a warmth that the alcohol only made you want more and more—the break in your routine that you'd been searching for in an evening alone turning into a night that you were sure you wouldn't forget for a long time. they didn't even seem to care that you weren't an honorary marleyan, or even that you were a lowly blue-collar worker that made a measly sum at her meaningless job on a forgettable street corner.

but alas, the blissfully ignorant fun of the table's atmosphere was dampened by the arrival of the barmaiden with your table's tab, setting it down in front of colt with a coy smile as she gathered up the rest of your empty glasses and disappeared into the back of the tavern.

"aw colt, you never made your move!" pieck chided, giggling as she dug into the pocket of her skirt to reach for her wallet just as everyone else around the table was doing.

"reiner.. are you okay?" you gently nudged his arm, looking over with concern at the sight of him. his elbow was propped on the table, forehead resting in the heel of his palm as he stared down at his lap, mouth drawn into a slight frown.

"shit, he's loaded." porco commented snarkily.

"we can't let magath see him like this!" colt said nervously, looking around at his colleagues, waiting for one of them to come up with a plan to deal with this new issue.

you glanced from colt to reiner, then up at zeke, turning back to everyone as you made an offer. "well.. i have a guest room at my house, he could stay there for the night if it makes things any easier for you all."

"oh, you're an angel!" pieck sighed, reaching across the table and clasping your hands in hers, "and if the commander asks, i could say that he decided to stay with his family!!"

"sharp as always, pieck." zeke chimed from beside you, "though, i don't think it'd be fair to make her watch him all by herself, so i think it'd be best if i help her out with him for the evening, just to be sure he doesn't cause her any trouble."

he met eyes with pieck, and for a moment you thought you saw the briefest flash of realization cross her features, the slightest smirk perking up at her lips before her face relaxed back into its natural smile and she nodded at him. "great idea." she said, tugging at porco and colt's sleeves, "i'll deal with these two, and i'll tell the commander that you had a change of heart as well. reiner, hand me your wallet if you can't count the bills."

"i've got it." he grunted, fumbling with his wallet for a few moments before slamming a fistful of bills down in front of her.

"thank you very much!" she sang happily, getting all the money in order and putting her own small tip for the barmaiden before she slapped colt's arm a few times, prompting him to start scooting out of the booth.

zeke finally retracted his arm to begin leaving the booth, standing out on the floor and offering his hand out to you. you flushed, taking it and allowing him to help you to your feet. everyone got themselves situated, stepping out of the bar and saying their goodbyes, pieck, colt, and porco turning to make their way back to the barracks, zeke slinging reiner's arm over his shoulder and following you along as you gave directions on how to get to your home.

there wasn't many words exchanged between the three of you on your short walk, only having some small talk with zeke between the bouts of comfortable silence hanging around you in the warm night air. you arrived home within minutes, wrestling the key into the old lock and holding open the door for zeke to help reiner in.

"i can walk myself, jaeger." he muttered while kicking his shoes off, earning a low chuckle from the older man.

"then why aren't you doing it right now?"

he didn't get a response as you directed them to your bedroom, hoping to settle him down as soon as you could in the hopes of him being able to get enough rest to sleep off the worst parts of his hangover. while zeke assisted him, you scampered over to the guest bedroom to get it ready for your other, less intoxicated guest. but as you opened the door to the bedroom, you were mortified at the sight of your mess upon looking into the room. in the moment of wanting to do something nice for your friends, you'd completely forget about how you'd basically turned your spare room into more of a storage closet.

looking around to try and think about where to get started, hopefully make it look like you didn't completely neglect this room for the past few months before zeke finished putting his friend to bed, you felt a hand on your shoulder, stiffening in surprise as you slowly turned to look at him.

"i-i'm really sorry, i totally wasn't expecting guests tonight, and i promise i've been meaning to move everything to the basement-"

"don't worry about it, really." he stopped you before you could continue to profusely apologize, offering you another one of those warm smiles that made your knees feel weak, "let me help you, it's the least i could do after you opened your home to a couple of irresponsible soldiers." to your surprise, he brushed past you, picking up one of the many boxes that had accumulated on the bed and floor over the months. "you said you had a basement, right? would you mind showing me where it is exactly?"

unable to find your words, you pointed halfheartedly to the door at the end of the hall, watching him carry one of the few boxes that had left you panting by the time you'd transported them across the house with ease, not even having to set it down to open the door and begin descending the steps. his quick return up the steps finally spurred you into action, hauling another box into your arms and repeating his path of depositing it down in your basement and returning to your room to grab another, making sure to take it slow on your way down the steps from how heavy the alcohol made your limbs feel.

within a few minutes, you both had everything squared away. you let yourself take a seat on the now empty bed, breathing out a sigh of relief and wiping the sweat that had begun to bead around your forehead with the back of your hand, watching as he settled down next to you. "sheesh, you made all that heavy lifting look so easy! and thank you again, for doing such a generous favor for me."

"there's no need to thank me." he replied earnestly, a hand settling on your thigh, making you suppress a small flinch, "you have a lovely home, do you really live all on your own?"

you tried to laugh off the warmth of his hand on your skin through your long skirt. "y-yeah, it's just been me for a while. sometimes friends come over for the night, but for the most part, it's just me."

zeke hummed pensively, grey eyes shining with something dangerous as he gazed down at you. "makes sense that someone such as yourself hasn't found anybody qualified enough to settle down with," he grinned at your flustered expression, openly appreciating the way your eyes widened and you breathed out a soft, indecisive 'thank you', "though, i was so sure that you and reiner had something between you.."

"n-no! it's not like that." the words spilled out of your mouth before you could even think about them, the desire to answer him overriding any clear thought that might cut through your intoxicated embarrassment, "i'm sure s-soldiers such as him and yourself don't really have time to play around with people l-like me."

you mentally slapped yourself for coming to such a conclusion, let alone allowing it to actually exit your brain and be heard by the most esteemed guest you'd probably ever have the honor of hosting.

"oh?" he peered curiously at you, thumb rubbing a slow stroke over your leg, face seeming much closer than it was a few blinks ago, "and what exactly is that supposed to mean?" you knew just how intentional his word choice was, practically setting up a verbal trap for you to fall into, but how could you not take the bait when it was marley's strongest warrior dangling it before you?

"i-i-i'm sorry, s-sir— zeke!"

you scrambled to correct yourself, looking any place except his face and wanting to do nothing more than hide away somewhere where neither him nor reiner could find you to sober yourself up before you could humiliate yourself any further. but you felt the desperation that was now gripping your pounding heart start to squeeze like a vice around it when a rough hand found your chin, gently turning your head to face him again.

"again with the apologies.. what am i going to do with you?"

your bottom lip quivered, more frantic sorries threatening to spill out, but stopped by the lack of air that you were able to take in from his proximity. you hadn't even realized you were holding your breath until you felt a tight ache seize your chest, exhaling an alarmed breath as you stared up into the glinting grey irises studying your face, mirroring their actions at the tavern but containing all of the hunger he'd been hiding in front of his comrades. the hand of your thigh slid up your leg just an inch, zeke breathing out a chuckle at the feeling of you tensing under his touch.

"if you must know," his face was so close that you could even see the pale freckles dotting across his sharp cheekbones and the bridge of his nose, the shadowed contour of his face looking even deeper in the dim light of the guest room, parted lips exhaling a warm breath that fanned across your face, the scent of alcohol still evident as he slowly spoke, "a soldier such as myself can make plenty of time to play around with someone like you."

you couldn't barely contain your awe, drawing in another shaky, shallow breath at the feeling of his lips brushing across your own, just daring you to indulge in his offer. you could barely form a cohesive thought before your brain forced a new topic into your conscious, confusion and shock and abrupt desire drowning out all the rationality that you were so desperately grasping for in this moment.

you'd just met this man tonight, it didn't matter that you'd known of his grand legacy even from when you were a young girl or felt like you'd gotten to know him quite a bit in that short amount of time, you'd only shaken his hand and drank with him and sat face-to-face with him for the first time just a few hours ago. not to mention how the person you were truly familiar with, the one who wasn't nearly a decade your senior, the one you had really been yearning for was just down the hall in your bed, only two shut doors and a few thin walls away from this spectacle. but, zeke was right in front of you, and he was offering out an opportunity that was impossible to refuse—an offer that you really, really didn't want to refuse.

so you didn't. you gave in to the sinful temptation of his warmth, his skin, his soft touches with calloused, work-roughened hands, the knowledge that this kiss was only just the beginning of something unforgettable.

in contrast to his hands, his lips were soft, ridiculously soft as they pressed over yours, the fingers at your chin unfurling to cup the length of your jaw. you leaned into his touch, earning a pleased grunt from him when your trembling hand found his hair, slowly carding through it as you focused on maintaining the easy rhythm of his kiss. you stifled a small sound when the hand on your leg smoothed up to your inner thigh, not pressing any further, just gently stroking and giving the occasional squeeze to the pliant flesh through your skirt.

you could feel the light flutter in your chest heavy and knot into something familiar, twisting deep in your stomach as he sucked at your bottom lip, nipping at it before his attention wandered across your cheek, the hand at your jaw tilting your head up to expose more of your neck to his eager mouth. faint kisses gave way to teasing bites and licks, drawing a soft whimper as he sucked with the intent to bruise where your shoulder met your neck. he seemed to appreciate the way your grasp in his hair tightened, the hand on your thigh traveling across your waist to find the knotted string holding up your skirt.

the progression of his actions felt natural, but almost too fast at the same time, your hand giving an apprehensive tug to his hair when you felt the waistline of your skirt go slack with the undoing of its lacing. he groaned lowly at the sensation, spurring you to do it again when his teeth grazed over the forming redness just right. you could feel the haze of arousal fogged your mind already, all rationale dissipating under the influence of the alcohol and the hands that were now roaming your body, searching for a moment for the top button of your shirt before they began to messily undo those as well. each brush of his fingers across your bare skin sent goosebumps across the expanse of your chest, making quick work of your blouse as he pushed it over your shoulders, guiding your arms out of the sleeves before tossing it aside in favor of working on the clasp of your bra, never pulling away from his place at your neck for more than a moment before returning the bruising attention of his mouth back over the flushed skin.

you breathed out a weak whimper at the feeling of his thumb and forefinger taking one of your nipples between them, bra forgotten somewhere on the floor with your shirt, baring the entirety of your naked torso to him. he could feel how you squirmed when another hand smoothed down your stomach, slipping beneath your skirt's waistline and settling just between your legs, only a sheer barrier provided by your thin underwear, the arousal threatening to soak through the fabric leaving it clinging to every fold. he hummed appreciatively at the welcome surprise, drawing more stifled sounds out of you when his fingers slowly stroked over your clothed cunt.

"all this just for me?" he murmured lowly in your ear, thumb pressing down on your clit, rubbing slow circles over the sensitive nub.

his touch was electrifying, almost overwhelmingly good as you arched into it, the hand at your breast now groping at the supple flesh, palm offering a much-needed friction over your nipple. you finally registered his teasing question, barely managing a disoriented 'mhm' and a small nod, unable to think of anything else besides your heartbeat pounding loud enough that you though he might be able to hear, and the fingers prodded at you and teasing your body as they pleased.

your half-lidded gaze drifted to the door, blinking away the fogginess when you realized it wasn't actually properly shut. you opened your mouth to try and murmur out your observation, but the words in your head spilled out as an incoherent moan, feeling his mouth detach from your bruised neck before he urged you down onto the mattress. but the sight of him standing above you, tugging off his shirt and revealing the impressively toned physique of his stomach and chest, made you forget the ajar door behind him entirely. your hands moved without a second thought, pushing your skirt and underwear down your legs as far as you could, kicking them the rest of the way off as he began to unbuckle his belt.

you couldn't help the way your eyes widened when he shoved down his pants and underwear in one go, unable to choose between focusing your gaze on the smug smirk drawing across his lips or his achingly hard cock, already looking like more than you could handle even at a distance. he plucked his glasses off his face, setting them on the bedside table before he moved over you in bed, your hands tugging him down into a kiss and earning a low chuckle against your lips.

"eager little thing, aren't you?" he only pulled away for a moment to speak, knuckles dragging down the swell of your breast and curving down your waist. your legs spread in anticipation, back arching off the bed when his fingers finally trailed down between your thighs to smooth a finger down your pussy. "and so, so wet."

you squeaked at the intrusion of two thick fingers pumping into you, sliding in easily with a soft, wet sound. the rhythm of your lips faltered, whimpering as his tongue slid between your teeth, tangling with yours, mouth greedily swallowing every desperate sound you made for him. you were grateful for how he was muffling you, just barely remembering that there was another presence in your house besides you and zeke that you had to worry about, heat sparking up your spine at the feeling of his fingers curling just right inside you.

the thought of reiner finding you in here with the captain of his squad, so pathetically obedient and practically dripping from just his fingers, was horrifying and unnervingly thrilling all at once. would he be angry with you? why would he be? what did he even consider you as?

you couldn't dwell on that thought for too long, hips bucking and toes curling when his thumb rubbed firm circles over your clit, wordlessly begging for more. he seemed to be just as impatient as you were in the face of your desperation, pulling away from your lips and removing his touch from between your legs, rolling himself onto his back and tugging you on top of him in one swift motion. you flush even deeper as you watched him drink in the sight of your naked figure, large hands finding your hips, pupils blown wide enough to nearly swallow up the silvery grey of his irises as he eased you down so his cock was just at your aching cunt, offering a sliver of mercy by allowing you to seat yourself onto him as fast or slow as you'd like.

just the first few inches had you whimpering, hands settling on his chest to steady yourself, teeth worrying the skin of your bottom lip, trying to contain the borderline humiliating sounds that were making him grin so smugly up at you. you could feel tears pricking your eyes by the time you finally sank all the way down, deep, shaky breaths giving away your lack of composure even more so than the way the thighs on either side of him tremble, or the nails now digging into the toned muscles of his shoulders. he gave you just a moment of respite, letting you get used to the feeling of something so big before his grip on your hips fastened, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he began to guide you up and down on his cock.

the low groan your motion earned from him was enough to make your already pounding heart race even faster, heat echoing through you in a way that made it impossible to silence the heated whines that were spilling out of you. the bed squeaked in protest beneath you, but you could care less as you quickened the pace he'd started you at all on your own, admiring the flush that had darkened over his handsome features and the parted lips breathing out low curses and appraising groans.

his eyes fell shut, head falling back before he forced it back up, gaze wandering across your face, then your body, then flitting elsewhere for the briefest moment before they returned to you, hips now thrusting up with even more vigor to meet your own. you moaned openly, struggling out a meaningless string of pleas, the ache beginning to burn in your legs drowned out when he reached out to rub tight, fast circles around your clit. he was grinning now, licking his lips before he spoke in a knowing slur, "you're gonna cum soon, aren't you?"

"yes, f-fuck yes..!" it took you a moment to find your words, embarrassed by how fast he'd managed to work you up to this point but unable to be dishonest in your current position.

his motions didn't falter in the slightest, only seeming to grow more and more urgent as you quivered and whined, bouncing yourself up and down on his cock like it was the last time you'll ever get the chance to do it. and while that's likely the case, you don't care to think about it, too wrapped up in the way you could feel that pressure that had been welling in your stomach finally reach a breaking point, stammered curses devolving into breathless cries as you came hard around him.

you could feel the movement of his hips slow significantly, still rocking up into you to let you ride out your high but not nearly enough for him to push himself over the edge along with you. but you're grateful for his mercy, knowing that if he'd continued at the pace he was going you probably wouldn't be able to walk the next morning. so you took it as a testament to his goodwill, falling forward onto his chest in a whimpering heap, trying to steady your breathing and calm your heart rate, remaining seated on his still hard cock.

you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist, the other resting across your shoulder so he could settle his hand on the back of your head, fingers working their way into your hair and gently carding through it. the attention was comforting, unexpected but definitely comforting as you pressed your face into the crook of his neck, still too hazy off of your post-orgasm bliss to have any shame about wanting to be close to his warmth. you didn't think about whether he was expecting you to get him off at some point, or if he was just content letting you rest on top of him like this, but you soon found that he had a much different answer—or rather, a question—that didn't at all take you into consideration.

"so, reiner, are you just going to stand there and watch all night?"

there was confusion for a brief moment, then a horrifying realization that made an ice-cold fear prick under your spine, blood draining from your face as you felt the fine hairs on the back of your neck raise, completely frozen at the knowledge that the worst of the night you had imagined had come true. zeke's hand didn't stop its slow petting across your head, arm fastening around your body, seemingly in preparation for you to start squirming or fighting to get away. but you couldn't move an inch, not even enough to turn your head and risk a glance at your friend who was apparently right at the door.

"well?" his voice rumbled low in his chest once more, dripping with arrogance, entirely absent of any shame, just tempting him to step past the unseen boundary that had kept him there for however long he'd been watching, "i know, i know, you haven't your fair share all night. it's just so, sohard to let go once you finally get your hands on her. you should know all about that feeling, right?"

"fuck you."

you felt a warm curl in your stomach at the sound of his voice, breathing short and fast as your heart skipped anxiously, but mentally almost enjoying the fact that he was feeling something for you, even if it was some sort of possessive envy. the sound of his heavy, uneven footsteps making their way towards the bed.

he clearly still sounded drunk—who wouldn't be after so many beers in one sitting—and that was probably why he didn't hesitate at all to start tugging his clothes off, the ruffle of fabric and clinking metal of a belt being unbuckled finally snapping out of your compliant state, shaky arms trying to push yourself in bed. zeke allowed you to sit up, hands dropping to your thighs as your foggy gaze wandered from his face over to reiner at the bedside, heartbeat nearly drowning out the other sounds in the room as it drummed loudly in your ears.

"you don't mind, do you?" zeke called your attention back to him, gently stroking up and down your thigh just as he had been when you'd first accepted his offer.

your mouth had gone dry, leaving you struggling to get enough saliva back for your tongue not to stick to the roof of your mouth, feeling the heat of arousal flickering back to life when his cock twitched inside of you. did you mind? well you definitely minded the humiliation, the anxiety taut within your chest that made each breath an effort, the fact that you had no idea what was going on or would happen next. but did you mind enough to force yourself off of him, to struggle to collect your clothes from the ground and stagger out of the room with shaky legs that you weren't sure were capable of doing even that right now? did you really want this?

but it seemed that the choice had already been made in both of their minds, your answer—or lack thereof— speaking for your choice in the matter as zeke's hands lifted you up off of his lap, enough for him to slip out from under you. the sudden emptiness after being so full made you whimper, falling back down onto your calves in the middle of the bed and staring down at zeke's cock, slick with your arousal and still aching to be tended to.

the sinking weight of reiner clambering onto the bed behind you made you exhale a shaky breath, still in disbelief as his hand settled on your cheek, turning your head to face over his shoulder to press his lips onto yours. his kiss was messy but familiar, his low moan making you shiver alongside the feeling of zeke's stare wandering across the display before him. your exchange didn't last long before he pulled away, gazing at you with an unreadable look in his golden eyes for a moment, hand moving to the back of your head to push you down onto your hands and knees.

you obediently complied, met with the sight of zeke's cock once more, peering up to meet his gaze, features showing a mixture of eager expectancy and relaxed pride, just knowing that you were willing to do whatever he asked of you. and he relished in the changes your expressions went through in the next few seconds, the way your eyes widened when reiner's hands grasped your soft hips, how you swallowed thickly to try and get enough saliva down your tongue to get your mouth ready, and finally your mouth falling open and face twisting when reiner eased himself entirely into you in one solid thrust, finding little resistance from how soaked you were. you whimpered out a shaky curse, fists bunching up the sheets under you as he picked up a steady rhythm from behind you, zeke's fingers tangling into your hair and guiding onto your parted lips onto his awaiting cock.

he groaned out at the wet heat of your mouth engulfing him, tongue laving up over the underside of his length as you did your best to take as much of him in as possible without gagging. you wanted to be ashamed of how much you were enjoying the feeling of being entirely overwhelming, fuller than you'd ever felt in your entire life, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said that you'd made a mistake by giving in to the lustful temptations. you could feel your eyes water as zeke hit the back of your throat, your teary gaze and muffled moans against him only seeming to enthrall him further. reiner's hands felt up your waist, one reaching down your front to pinch and roll a nipple between his fingers, driving more stifled sounds and shaky breaths through your nose out of you.

you felt yourself squeezing around his cock, earning yourself a few low, muttered curses as he began to pound even faster into you, evidently approaching his limit just as fast as you are. the hand in your hair was guiding you up and down on the cock in your mouth, the tip of your nose just brushing zeke's stomach each time you surged forward with the momentum of the thrusts from behind you. it was all far too much in the best way possible, vision going hazy at the edges from the lack of proper air you could get into your lungs, insides aching from overusing alongside the tight knotting deep in your gut that was threatening to send you over the edge.

it was zeke that came first, heat pooling over your tongue and spilling down your throat, nearly too much for you to swallow as you tried not to choke. but he kept himself in your mouth and his hand firmly grasping your hair, if not to feel the hum of your desperate whines across your skin then to admire your pathetic expression, half-lidded eyes barely able to hold themselves open enough to stare back at him as you came hard for the second time that night. you could hear reiner give a generous groan of your name, thrusting as deep as he could go just a few times more, having enough sense to not cum inside you, pulling out and making a sticky mess of your trembling thighs.

only after you'd blinked away the glossiness in your eyes did zeke pull himself out of your mouth with a wet pop, holding your head up to appreciate the way your mouth still hung open to gasp in much needed gulps of air, tears and saliva dripping down your chin, halfhearted whimpers still escaping you as you trembled.

"you have good taste, reiner." zeke said, releasing your hair and letting you rest your cheek down against the mattress under you, grabbing his glasses off the side table and putting them back onto his face.

you watched as he stepped off the bed, picking out his clothes from the messy array of garments strewn about on the floor and tugging them on. he fished a handkerchief out of the the pocket of his pants, tossing it at reiner's side and glancing over your body, offering you a lazy smile when he caught your gaze.

"clean her up," he instructed, reaching out to give one last soft touch down your back, "and don't give her anymore trouble, alright? i expect to see you bright and early tomorrow."

you assumed that reiner nodded, since zeke turned without another word and exited the bedroom, making sure to shut the door behind him. for a moment, there was uneasy silence, only occupied by your breaths and the faint sound of zeke pulling on his boots somewhere in the living room and leaving out the front door. you gave a low hiss at the feeling of the fabric smoothing down the backs of your thighs, skin far too sensitive for your liking and legs aching uncomfortably.

you lifted your head up enough to wipe your chin with the back of your hand, eyes and limbs heavy with the desire to sleep. there were no words exchanged as he helped you move to lay down on your back, his face just as tired as he'd looked at the bar, but there was something else weighing down his expression as you took his face in your hands, staring up at him with a soft look of concern.

and though he still said nothing, he kissed you, so much gentler than he'd ever kissed you, with a tenderness that made you want savor this brief moment for as long as you could. but he eventually pulled away, and the brief worry that he might leave just as his captain had minutes before, but he rested down beside you with a low sigh. he didn't protest when you curled into the warmth of his body, head finding a comfortable place on his chest, not even bothering to try and venture out onto the floor to turn off the lamp before you settled down and let your eyes fall shut.

it was easy to fall asleep after he wrapped his arms around you, firm chest rising and falling with steady breaths, heart slow in your ear. you didn't think about the fact that you'd probably wake up alone in the morning, or that walking properly would be a monumental task on its own without even considering going to work to stay on your feet for the entire day—just appreciated this night while he couldn't slip away from you like all the other times before.