#and i do think it's better than fnaf in some areas (though i think fnaf is better than it in some)

[oveliagirlhaditright]

Also:

William Afton's ending in Five Nights at Freddy's> Xehanort's ending in Kingdom Hearts

Why am I making this comparison? Because the FNAF and KH franchises have quite a few things in common, and one of these things are just how similar their main series villains are.

I'll take William Afton's ghost, in his animatronic suite, being burnt alive as his old friend Henry Emily tells him the deepest part of Hell has opened up to welcome him, so don't keep the Devil waiting over Xehanort getting to pretty much go to Kingdom Hearts heaven with his best friend, who he'd murdered, after he had just murdered Kairi any day.

Both of these characters are child murderers, essentially (I say "essentially," because I know someone will argue that Xehanort leading Ven to the point where his heart was shattered, and he became comatose for a decade+--and would have been much worse off if Sora hadn't helped him--isn't actually murder. But this is a Disney series rated E10+. I imagine they can only do so much. Plus, when he was causing worlds to get blown up in KHI, I feel like those people were dead. And, no: the fact that Sora was able to bring these worlds--and the people--back at the end of the game doesn't make it better), and Xehanort deserved something akin to what William Afton got.

"Oh, but we've learned now that Xehanort had good intentions and he had a sad past."

I don't care! His "good intentions" excuse nothing with the actions he took to get there! And William Afton probably killed Henry Emily's daughter because he blamed him for his own son's death (so he also had a "sad past")... and while you may understand that logic, does it excuse that or anything else he's done? No.

[s1llydr3amscape]

Day 5 : Canon Divergence @vanweek2024

Finally talking abt one of my fnaf AU's !!! I try to keep it brief but I cannot simplify for the life off me so yeah have some yapping!! Lots of major stuff and in-between events are not in here but that's what asks are for :] This one is pretty long so buckle up cuz here we go!!!

This au is basically just me taking the fnaf characters and putting them in my oc world!! It started ever since the first FNAF game came out but this story plot started out with Glitchtrap and a few other characters working at an office and shenanigans ensue. When in reality it's a setup because they actually end up killing people and selling off their flesh and pretending that it's organic meat in the market (Like mlp cupcakes + rainbow factory because those were pivotal to my development)

Vanny and all the other workers in a way where technically revived by Glitchtrap as rabbits (Or was already rabbits) making them indebted to Glitchtrap. They can't leave, they have to obey him. Reasons for Glitchtrap needing and starting this business venture is because he needs blood to keep this body I mean his new body alive (Me explaining why they'd have stitching) Because originally Glitchtrap was an entity who took the body of a deceased yellow rabbit and fixed it up enough (like in fnaf sl but this time he just found a fresh corpse) It's rotting the body is failing at this rate, he's going to decay way too fast and he wants to live. (Turning into the black goop like in princess quest)

He paraded as this joyful figure but that's far from the truth obviously. Originally before fnaf sb the body he stole was the father of my own blonde rabbit oc who was dead set on stopping Glitchtrap to let his father's body lay to rest. Even though his father was cruel and left him and his brothers alone, that's the least he can do. He chose to free his body from being mangled worse than it already is because he's a good person I mean better than his father ever was. He doesn’t know if he’s doing it more for himself sometimes.

However, since fnaf sb came out and the movie. I feel like Vanny fits this role better. So yeah to recap Vanny's dad died and Glitchtrap stole his body and made it his own. Vanny knows this later on but she too died in the same vain. Hence, why she ends up having her soul indebted to Glitch as well being the first few workers under him.

At first, she thought she was in hell she's supposed to be dead but she's not and her dad is still here? And he's still the same as ever yet something's not right. He just seems to be acting strange yet it's all too familiar for her.

Vanny ended up posing as a security guard for this residential area. She was tasked to basically infiltrate and blend in so that Glitchtrap had a new source of produce you could say Yet, even after all this Vanny still ended up befriending the Glamrocks. They cared and comforted her even after she wouldn't tell them her sorrows. They were real friends in a way. 

They're nice. In a way.

It felt nice to have friends after moving from area to area to avoid suspicion and ended up making friends. Yet Glitchtrap took this as a sign that she did this for him. Everything she did for herself is for him after all right. Lowering their suspicion on her by being friendly and outgoing, she’s thinking ahead for him. What a good daughter. Making them easier targets if someone were to ever happen to one of these lovely residents. They wouldn't question Vanny now would they! She's just their friendly neighborhood bunny

Her first target was Glamrock Bonnie. It was swift and quick but he put up a fight. Managing to damage one of Vanny’s eyes. The others don't know what happened as the camera feed was seemingly coincidentally cut. Vanny almost didn't make it out and had to leave the body there dead, managing to hide the evidence that she even laid a hand on him. Making it seem like he had fallen down the stairs after a robber tried to mug him. During his funeral, Vanny couldn't even be bothered to look down as he was getting buried. She stood there staring.

She did this.

She was being used as a trojan horse by Glitchtrap to get his supply. She still befriended the others. She shared moments of joy and laughter with them and yet she couldn't help but stare as he was lowered. Glamrock Freddy came to her and cried. This bustling hunk of sunshine weeped at her mercy. She tried comforting him but it left her bittersweet knowing she did this to someone who was nice to her. You’d think she’d be numb at this point but she’s not. 

She never was.

She ended up trying to push them away as the months began to pass. No longer making rounds when she knew they were at home. Deliberately avoiding going to social events and basically just trying to get this job done with. Even when she was doing her rounds and caught sight of the others she answered them rudely or just told them that she was too busy for dilly-dallying.

Roxy tried offering to give her a ride on her bike when she did her rounds but Vanny declined. Chica tried inviting her for lunch but Vanny declined. Freddy tried inviting her over for karaoke but Vanny. Even Monty tried inviting her over to play golf but Vanny declined. 

She's trying to make them hate her. She can't let her dad take them away from her too. She can't. Never again. So she's trying desperately to get them off of his scope so that they wouldn't end up as one of her victims packaged for eating. 

As long as they hate her as long as they don't want anything to do with her they'd be safe. They have to. They don’t need her.

It ended up working for a bit. But Glitchtrap is never satisfied. He never is. Suddenly neighbor after neighbor ended up mysteriously disappearing from this apartment complex. It was more common to see people move in than out and it was happening rapidly.

The residents have asked their landlord for higher security or that they'd move out as even families started going missing. Yet nothing changed. Not a peep gets out here. 

Until one day, Vanny was tasked to kill Freddy. A test by Glitchtrap and she couldn't do it. She tried begging for it to be someone else, anyone but her friend but he didn't like that his worker was testing his patience and took over.

There in the dead of night Vanny broke into Freddy's home. It was a sloppy job. Yet she strutted along. Holding onto the knife with such vigor. Just when she opened the door to his bedroom and tried to take the plunge. She slashed at a child's cheek.

What?

And in that brief moment Vanny regained control and had to face her bearings getting a migraine by the possession by Glitchtrap. She didn't know what was happening until it was too late and the kid fled outside. 

Great.

Basically fnaf sb happened but Freddy was at the pharmacy buying meds leaving Gregory (rabbit) home alone for a few minutes. Vanny, being puppeteered at the time by Glitchtrap, broke in intent on killing Freddy but ended up getting Gregory. Vanny and Glitchtrap didn't and doesn't know Gregory was there or who he was. This was because when Vanny tried to cut off the glamrocks Freddy ended up adopting this kid he found. Hence, why neither party seemed to know about the other because it was quite literally very recent. 

But yeah gist off the AU for now!!! Some parts are being rewritten and whatnot with the ruin DLC and book stuff but yeah!!! Short intro of the AU!!!

Headcanons / Lore :

-Vanny was blonde but ever since her resurrection her furs been turning white unknown if it's because she's technically undead or from stress (I like to think like from blonde bunny with green eyes into those white rabbits with red eyes)

-The workers are some canon fnaf characters and ocs

-Glitchtrap can't mind control Vanny all the time cuz he has other workers he needs to monitor and control, basically spanning a wide network. So he uses fear mongering tactics to get her to obey while he's away.

-Glitchtrap needs the flesh because his body is rotting and he needs pieces constantly to replace it. He only went after rabbits at first but due to his rapid decaying (turning into Burntrap as the story progresses) he went after anything that breathed and lived. I can’t decide if at the end of the story he should turn into Mimic where he’s just a walking skeleton or if he should just permanently die like in the Burntrap ending

-Vanny when she came back had many bald patches on her body after being stitched apart. She's trying to grow out her fur to hide what happened. Just to regain her sense of self. Yet things never change and so she ends up shaving it all off becoming bald like in security breach :[

-She knows that's not her dad but she's still scared of him even though he's much more different than how he was before. Maybe it's the unconditional love of a daughter for her father. Or she doesn’t know what a good parental figure is.

-Glitchtrap originally looked like the black goop version from princess quest, always ever changing, never the same as a being born of malice and hatred. He wanted to be a person like everyone else instead of a blob to be free of it all to start anew but he can't. Unless he acquired a body.

-His workers are only alive after he modified them, giving them life again by giving a part of himself inside off them kinda like a soul contract. Permanent scars literally. (How the enemies in Princess Quest look like rabbit people)

-Workers get sent around areas with dense populations and well acquires inventory from there. Glitchtrap gets money selling the flesh claiming it to be from regular animals. With the money he uses it to keep his body intact and alive. This is to explain how he turns into Burntrap becoming green and nasty.

-Each worker is associated with a smell. Vanny is onion. Glitchtrap is lemongrass. If you look at the sketch Scraptrap’s is garlic. If you’re asking why I did this it is because I just think it’s funny.

-There's more but I feel like I've talked enough!! Currently doing more writing to add ruin into this and trying to do a 2024 redesign for this AU!!! Including Vanny I need to make her more nasty and rotten <33333 

-Also be warned I love bittersweet endings if you fancy this AU

Her stitching and pupils keep switching sides because I couldn't decide 😭 Too embarrassed to show everyone elses design because the start off the story is goofy and the tonal whiplash is killing me. Scraptrap and Glitchtrap cameo tho!!. never realised how squished I made the heads.

I removed the blood due to the fact because being grabbed at the back off your head by an abusive family member still just as scary I should know

[equizona]

alr security breach with a reader who's fast and knows everything about the pizzaplex because I studied the pizzaplex outta ✨lore✨

Much like the speedruns but this reader is running around and doing some glitches to troll

✧ FNAF: SECURITY BREACH

✧ feat. Freddy, Chica, Monty, Roxy, Sun, Moon

warnings : None

note : Unfortunately, real life people can't glitch so instead the reader is glitching electronics to get into places one normally shouldn't be able to. Anyway, the reader is put into Gregory's shoes for this and is basically speedrunning it.

✧ GLAMROCK FREDDY

He's.. kind of relieved, actually. He knows the map is confusing, and since you know the area so well, he has trust that you'll do better than someone who doesn't know the area. He is confused about how you get into places without a proper security pass, but at least you don't have to be in a lot of danger by going into places like the security officers!

✧ GLAMROCK CHICA

Oh, oh! You would be wonderful at her maze game, with how good you're doing with the map. She herself has a very good navigation skills, and she's oddly eager to see who knows the place better. She's strangely friendly with you. Though she does wonder how she never notices you going to the security offices, but still passing into closed areas..

✧ ROXANNE WOLF

What in the world?? Part of why Roxy was given her special eyes is because she's horrible with directions, despite having a built in map. She thinks you're somehow like Chica, in that sense. She does find you annoying though. Seriously, why do you insist on being so slippery all the damn time?

✧ MONTGOMERY GATOR

Doesn't even really notice what you're doing. He's too busy trying to catch you, jumping around as you find some weird escape he never even knew excited– Oh wait, this is actually sort of fun. Monty gets a thrill from the chase, so he's very excited, almost like a dog, when you're able to perfectly run away from him. It leaves him a challenge, and he loves challenges.

✧ SUNDROP

Oh, another friend— Where did they go!? He is very confused over how easily you get away from him, and how well you know the playground. Sometimes, he's still confused over the layout of his own daycare, you handle it so easily. But he makes it a game to find you, and for you to find him. You're so fast, so let's see exactly how fast? He does have a built in timer, after all.

✧ MOONDROP

He doesn't like how easily you avoid him. He's used to being better at navigating the Pizzaplex compared to the others. But he is observant, and he can easily tell where you go to escape. He tries to copy what you do, and sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. But the better you are, the better he is. He does have some affection for you, influenced by Sun who thinks you're very charming.

[jdbryant]

I don’t think I’ve done a proper introduction on here, so better late than never!

Hey! I’m JD, or Jackson, I don’t really care what you call me, and I do digital art!

Most of my art is for my original characters or Five Nights at Freddy’s, though I may dip my toes into some other areas every now and then. I mainly do 2D art, but I do some 3D sometimes as well.

Some of my interests include FNAF, Undertale/Deltarune, Little Nightmares, other indie/horror games, Dinosaurs, and more!

Hopefully I’ll actually commit to posting here. I hope you like my art, and if you’re interested in commissioning me, I’ve included my commission details below!

[catflowerqueen]

Just saw an interesting discussion between @twinanimatronics and @crazedauthor here about the various jobs that people give Y/Ns in the Daycare Attendant fandom for FNAF Security Breach, and the reasoning behind them. It got me thinking about various scenarios and jobs that Y/Ns could have that, while not the “typical” ones, would still give them job-related reasons to interact with Sun and Moon on a regular basis.

…As well as some very AU scenarios where Y/N might not be entirely “human,” but might still find themselves hanging around.

And some scenarios are better for shipping purposes than others.

I’ll go ahead and put them under a readmore since I ended up thinking of… quite a lot them.

They are all up for grabs in case anyone wants to use them, though if they do end inspiring someone (whether via art or writing), then please @ me so I can take a look?

“Normal” jobs for Y/Ns

1. Remember when Michelle Obama did that thing with nutrition and school lunches? What if the Pizzaplex was also forced to make changes in the meals they serve the daycare attendants (or were just trying to jump on some health craze bandwagon and wanted to use the daycare kids to test some things out since they would basically be a captive audience) and Y/N was a chef or nutritionist hired specifically for the daycare?

2. A not-quite-OSHA person Fazbear’s hired to ensure that the bare minimum in safety standards is attained so that they don’t get in trouble with actual OSHA. They pay special attention to the daycare because parents are more likely to make safety complaints there (and also possibly because the daycare attendants secretly and deliberately break things/put in comments or complaints so that they have an excuse to see Y/N basically every day/night)

3. Random temp agency worker Y/N who keeps getting called to the Pizzaplex, especially after management noticed the positive effect they have on the daycare attendant. But they don’t actually want to give them a full-time position or anything, because then it would mean actually giving them benefits. And we all know how much Fazbear’s hates doing stuff like that.

4. Some sort or artist or designer who was called in to do some redecorating after the Pizzaplex suffered some major fire damage. One of the areas they were told to focus on is the daycare, so they end up spending a lot of time with Sun and Moon. More specifically—at the start, they basically see Sun and Moon as their actual “clients,” (since while Fazbear’s might be the one signing the paycheck, Sun and Moon are the ones who are going to be seeing the art every single day), so they want to make sure they paint something the two of them enjoy, and that they get their input when they can.

(And then even after the paint job is done—whether or not they’re the ones actually doing the painting—they stay on to do things like design promotional materials, flyers, etc. that would star the glamrocks and other animatronics—so they end up spending a lot of time “observing them for modelling purposes”)

5. Some random visitor who just got dragged into the daycare one day while Fazbear’s was trying to find a handler that Sun/Moon wouldn’t maim or otherwise scare off/whichever guard or employee was stationed there that day thought it was their break time or something because Y/N happened to be wearing a shirt that was either the same color or had a similar design to an actual employee’s shirt, and they were too meek/embarrassed/didn’t get the chance to clear up the confusion.

Either they then get hired for real (partially to stave off a potential lawsuit, partially because for some reason Sun and Moon actually liked them/Moon was put off his menacing game by the hilarity of the situation once he figured out what had happened that management just assumed it all worked out and Moon finds the situation funny enough to continue tolerating it), or it just keeps happening repeatedly (because, idk, Y/N is colorblind and doesn’t realize it or just doesn’t understand that the reason they keep getting pulled in is due to their outfits) until they pretty much basically are just an unpaid employee at that point and no one takes notice until, like, tax season or something when the paperwork isn’t matching up. Only then would someone would think to offer them an actual job.

(Hopefully including some amount of back pay and/or refunds for all the entry fees they paid to actually get into the pizzaplex—though that's unlikely, since this is Fazbear’s we’re talking about. Probably they’d just give a hush-money payout) (Also let’s assume that Sun and Moon don’t attack Y/N on sight for being an unauthorized adult in the daycare—this could probably be accomplished via a combination of them actually being in the customer database, since they would have paid an entry fee, and then the act of getting dragged/tossed in by an actual employee or management would put them under the “authorized” section and Sun and Moon would just assume that their being placed in the customer database was just some sort of glitch)

6. Similar to the above, Y/N is the identical twin to an actual employee (possibly one who has gone missing under mysterious circumstances…?) and Sun and Moon’s facial recognition programming gets them confused for their sibling. Then they find Y/N charming or interesting enough that they just don’t bother actually fixing this and/or just manually authorize them to be there.

7. Sort of similar to number 4, except this time Y/N is a musician/composer who was hired to update the music around the Pizzaplex and give the daycare more than one song to play. Again, Y/N wants Sun and Moon’s input since they are the ones who would be listening to the music all the time.

8. A student (possibly even a teenager, if we wanted to go the platonic friendship route) who needs to do community service as part of a civics class or something (like what we had to do in my high school) and chose the daycare. Or possibly an actual student teacher who is doing their required teaching hours at the daycare

9. A children’s book author who periodically comes to the daycare to volunteer so that they can make sure that their material stays relevant to their target audience and basically use the kids as a test audience. Possibly they also were or will get commissioned by Fazbear’s to write children’s stories about Sun, Moon, and the Glamrocks to act as further promotional material

10. Y/N is one of those people who are handlers for dogs and other therapy animals who regularly visits hospital patients and participates in those events where animals get taken to libraries so kids can read to them, thus practicing their own speaking and reading skills. The Pizzaplex regularly hires them to bring their pet/various animals to the daycare kids.

“Supernatural” explanations for Y/Ns continued presence in the daycare

1. Y/N is some form of grim reaper/psychopomp intern whose higher ups assigned them to basically watch Fazbear’s Entertainment as a whole because for some reason (*cough* William Afton messing around with forces he shouldn’t be messing around with—like remnant and glitchtrap possession nonsense *cough*) this industry generates a lot of weird paperwork, and even though it seems to have stopped in recent times (thanks to Gregory being the little menace that he is), they don’t want it happening again. But, also, it isn’t a very “prestigious” position, so they basically threw it to the new person—aka Y/N.

The daycare ends up fascinating them, because they normally aren’t in a position to be able to see people—and especially not children—just getting to happily enjoy living their lives. Usually when they come into contact with children, it is due to understandably sad or distressing circumstances. So this is a nice change of pace for them. …And, also, depending on who or what was actually causing those people to go missing, they might be curious about Sun and Moon for… other reasons.

Cue misunderstandings about the actual job of a grim reaper/psycopomp on Sun and Moon’s part as well as discussions about whether or not AI have “souls,” and “can a robot ever actually die,” the standard waxing philosophical that happens in these kinds of stories. And also probably Sun and Moon hating Y/N at the beginning for either the aforementioned misunderstandings about their actual job, or just plain them not being able to kick the unauthorized (in their minds) vaguely-adult person out of their daycare. Whether or not anyone else can see them is up for debate/the author’s discretion—whether this is because Y/N is actively hiding their presence from others, or if it is some sort of natural defense mechanism or whatever that Sun and Moon (and other animatronics) end up bypassing because they technically aren’t “humans”.

2. Y/N is a Borrower who lives in the Pizzaplex. A couple of possible scenarios here—like, they might come out and greet Sun and Moon directly because their non-human status grants them a loophole in the “don’t be seen by humans” rule. Or, for more angst, their family is gone—presumed (and most likely actually are) dead because the scouts who got sent out to search for a better location to live in the Pizzaplex/outside never came back. The reason they decided to find a better place to live? Sun and Moon are just that good at cleaning that the Borrowers couldn’t even find a single crumb to use as a food source, and the nearest pantry got a better door/lock that they couldn’t get in. Also, the tiny Music Man living in the vents will catch and kill them if they try and use that as a system to get around.

So an initial meeting between Y/N and Sun and Moon would probably involve Y/N deciding to utilize that loophole regarding species to come out and basically beg them for help—whether just to get them to use their giant height and long strides/the security wire to help Y/N travel a longer distance in a way shorter amount of time or to ask for some food because they are literally on the brink of starvation.

3. Y/N is some random ghost who, surprisingly enough, did not get killed due to anything Afton-related, but was still drawn to the Pizzaplex due to the aura of murder/some weird reaction to remnant and just decided to hang out there. Not even as a vengeful spirit or anything—they were basically just bored, and then Sun and Moon caught their attention. Possibly because it’s fun to troll them since they can’t actually kick Y/N out or effectively ban them for being an “unauthorized adult.” Also because the kids like their ghostly shenanigans.

4. Y/N is some sort of “imaginary friend” or “guardian spirit of the daycare” thing brought to life by a mix or weird remnant shenanigans and the power of the children’s imaginations/love and positive feelings for the daycare over a long period of time. They’re tied to the Daycare (at least at first), and it might actually be a situation where Sun and Moon are the ones to introduce them to the concept of the “outside world” (as limited as their own reach is), rather than the usual reverse.

5. A little similar to the above—except Y/N is specifically a beloved toy brought to life Velveteen Rabbit-style.

6. Y/N is a random cat/bird/dog/lizard who somehow found their way into the daycare and ends up basically becoming its mascot by the end. Possibly they were wild, possibly they were brought in specifically as a type of “class pet” scenario to help teach the kids about responsibility.

7. Kind of like number 10 for the “normal” jobs, except this time Y/N is the therapy animal in the equation who management assigned to Sun and Moon. Either they assigned Y/N to them specifically, or Y/N is supposed to be a general calming presence/mascot for the kids at large or act like one of those dogs that sometimes gets taken to libraries so kids can practice speech and reading skills via reading books to the animals.

If it’s the latter situation, then possibly you’d get a situation where Sun and Moon adopt them one day when their handler goes “missing” after leaving them behind in the daycare to go on a bathroom break or get food or something. Either the adoption is secret, or Management just basically tells Sun and Moon to “deal with it” as part of covering up their actual handler’s disappearance. Whether the “deal with it” was literal or… y’know… a euphemism for something else is up to you—but the end result is Y/N gets adopted by the Daycare attendant.

Also, they probably get an "official" rename to something like "Cloud," just to further hide their original owner's disappearance.

(…Wow, this ended up getting long…)

[nanoficto92]

I know I’ve made a handful of post about the Garten of Banban games, so I thought I’d give my overall thoughts on the games so far.

I’m not going to say they were cash grabs. I know a lot of people are saying that. I do think though, they were made with a particular audience in mind given the popularity of games like FNAF, Poppy’s Playtime, and Bendy and the Ink Machine. The merch in the menu for the first game was evident of that, especially since that game was free. Trying to make something from it was understandable, but could’ve been gone about a bit better given how short the game was.

As someone who’s trying to make a game myself, I know it’s certainly not easy. There are many ways you can make a game. But the choices made when making the game are just as important as why you’re making it. Whether it was to jump on the mascot horror train or not, if you’re making a game that tells a story, you need to know what that story is to some extent and how the gameplay ties into it. I feel like the story was an afterthought, especially the whole plot about being a parent looking for their child. I feel like that just serves as a reminder of why the character is there rather than actually being the story they wanted to tell. Nothing in the game or how it plays makes me feel like there are actually any children in the kindergarten or that any of the mechanics would make sense for the story being told. Games like Outlast and Portal have core mechanics that make sense for the story and the characters we play as. Bioshock gives the player a weapon that would make sense for someone being thrown into this strange world of the game to use. But in Banban we get a drone that I still don’t think fits the story or the game other than to solve puzzles and be the mechanic it’s known for.

I don’t think the games are necessarily bad. They’re certainly games. But I feel like they could’ve been planned out a bit more. The first game didn’t need to be it’s own game. It could’ve easily been part of the second game and treated as the intro to the game, like how Bioshock(something they’re clearly taking some inspiration from based on the trailer music and how Banban is basically the game’s version of Atlas) uses the starting area leading up to the elevator as an introduction to the mechanics and the world of Rapture. Had they put a bit more time into the planning, I don’t think it would’ve needed to be separate games.

If they wanted to make a story about experiments gone wrong, they didn’t need to go the mascot horror route. Yes, it’s a popular game genre at the moment, but there are many sub genres in gaming that we forget about. There’s an audience for every story and every game. I just don’t know if they made this game fully taking the audience in mind.

As a writer more than a gamer, it probably seems like I shouldn’t be talking much about the game at all. But as someone who loves horror, watching let’s plays, and loved games that have story to them(which this is trying to have, and I can see that), it’s piqued my interest and curiosity. The more I look into it the more questions I have about the choices made. And as someone working on their own mascot horror story and game as a challenge to myself, it’s making me want to see where the genre can go. I know it has potential, but a lot of this feels very copy and paste or like a weird mish mash of different games that don’t completely work together.

The games aren’t the worst. They aren’t the best. But they’re certainly an addition to the genre. I’ve seen people use these games as reasons the mascot horror genre is collapsing, but I disagree. If anything, this is making people look into the genre more and will hopefully inspire others to see what they can do with the genre. It doesn’t have to be all about ghost kids, shady corporations, or experiments. There are so many different ways you can go with it. It’s just a matter of finding those different paths you can take it.

On a slightly different note that’s a bit more of a nitpick than a serious critique: if Banban is supposed to be pronounced Bonbon, would that mean Nabnab would be Nobnob? Just curious.

[ponds-of-ink]

“Desolation Invisible” - A Short Sightless AU Piece

Saw “Sightless” an AU-August prompt, and I felt like I had to try my hand at it. A blind Springtrap isn’t an original idea, but I don’t think it’s been handled as a Dark/Post-Fire Springtrap thing (which is weird, since he has apparently these pure-white pupils?).

Anyway, here’s what I’ve got for a re-contextualizing for one of FNAF’s more well-known scenes. I think the timeline’s slightly different here compared to my other works, but that’s probably a given.

—

The first thing Springtrap heard was material crumbling into dust. The first thing he felt was himself lying on the tiled floor now covered in rubble. The first thing he saw was...

Well, to his surprise, it was nothing. Nothing but a dark void. Even his ghost-vision was a bit askew, only able to track a rough outline of the area in violet hues.

“Of course,” he murmured in his head as he rose to his knees. “That stupid beam knocked out my sight as well as my consciousness. I knew it was a foolish move, but what other option did I have? Crawl through the vents and–?”

The faint rev of an engine cut off his musing. His head instinctively swerved towards the sound. His rabbit ears relaxed once the rev panned out of view. “It’s just a truck going down the road,” he reasoned with himself. “No one’s found me yet.”

Not that he could do much if someone did, of course, but he didn’t want to entertain that thought. Not after last night.

So, with practically nothing to do and everything to examine, he sat down and double-checked the rest of his robotic body. A bit of weakness in his left arm. His right ear twitched on its own a bit more often (he assumed it was due to a faulty wire). Upon further inspection, the worst damage that his survival attempt seemed to have caused was the pelvis section of the suit coming clean off. “Must’ve been snagged by some splinter on that beam,” he grumbled as he tried to adapt into a feasible sitting position. “That’s three things that stupid piece of architecture’s taken from me... Four, if I want to include what’s left of my dignity.”

He mused on other things to take his mind off that last idea. What exactly was he supposed to do now that he couldn’t see anymore? Get more remnant was a clear goal, sure, but this whole blindness ordeal made things just the slightest bit harder. Anyone who was fast enough could outrun him and hit him from behind. Anyone who was (gullibly) sympathetic would notice his plight and not give him that intimidation he so desperately wanted. Unless he found someone who found a shambling, unseeing rabbit absolutely terrifying, this was going to be a much rockier start to his new “life” than he thought.

He sighed deeply. His ears lowered. “Might as well wait here,” he thought as he listened to the faint sound of cars driving down the road. “Maybe some trash man will stop by and we can work something out. Could be an ambush. Could be a ride somewhere. I can’t be choosy..”

Set on this idea, he sat as still as he could. The nearby traffic became nonexistent. Any rubble still clinging to some higher place creaked and groaned, threatening to crash onto the floor at any moment. A few birds flittered in the air, but none dared land below. Even the warm sunlight struggled to give solace to the being left inside. Blind though he was, he could still feel the sensation these things gave him. Some sort of emptiness, perhaps. Bereft, if he had to be more specific.

As this emotion crawled into his very soul, a new noise almost jolted it out. Something fell onto a small object with a heavy crash. Distant static flooded his ears. His heart raced. “Ah-ha!” he cried out in his mind while actually grinning widely. “Some entertainment to help pass the time! That’s what I’ve been missing!”

He crawled a little closer to the source. His head tilted enough so that his better rabbit ear could catch the audio. The static remained, but new things popped up on the recording. Quiet, rhythmic beeping. A vague, murmuring conversation between people. The gentle shutting of a door as the person recording adjusts the device. Springtrap tried to envision the scene, but his theater of the mind refused to work with such unclear details.

Finally, something intelligible broke through. A sharp inhale, followed by a deeper exhale. Tension lingered for a few more seconds.

A man’s voice came through.

“Father,” he began in a frail tone. “It’s me, Michael.”

Springtrap’s ears raised. A ghostly imprint of someone flickered in his imagination. There was no chance it was... his Michael, was it?

“I did it,” Michael continued, his pre-recorded voice stabilizing a little. “I found it.”

Springtrap only crawled nearer. Questions bounced in his head. Found what? And where? What did he do??

”It was right where you said it would be,” Michael kept on, brushing past the obvious questions he should’ve answered. “They were all there. They didn’t recognize me at first, but then... They thought I was you.” He paused to let out a scoff (or a very hoarse chuckle).

That last sentence made Springtrap freeze. A more clear image entered his mind. His Michael, now 40-something, casually sitting down on some rubble with a tattered business suit. Some gray in his mullet-like hair, a less toned body than he had in his youth, and most likely some scars from whatever he had sent him to do. Honestly, it had been so long that he forgot he did such a thing.

Regardless, this phantom Michael aided Springtrap’s feeble mind as the recording played on. “And I found her,” the specter ‘said’, looking up at the sky with a somber expression. “I.. put her back together, just like you asked me to. She’s free now.”

Springtrap’s posture slumped. Elizabeth. How in the world did he forget her? Why did he assume that she wasn’t haunting anything down there?? Granted, that was before the spring-locks—

A dismal sigh emitted from Michael’s recording. The specter of him in the rabbit’s mind became more shadowy. “But something is wrong with me,” he added, gripping his arm with his hand. “I should be dead, but I’m not. I’ve been living in shadows...”

Springtrap winced. Ah. That explained the previous sounds. The beeping was a heart monitor. The conversation was either Michael with his nurse or his doctor and his nurse. The door shutting was the other person (or other people) leaving the room.

A twang of regret pulled the rabbit’s heartstrings. He shut his eyes and shook his head. The healthier “Michael” shifted into a more scarred and withered variation. Not necessarily zombie-like, of course, but something that better matched his tone.

After a moment of silence between them, Michael leaned towards his listener. “There is only one thing left for me to do now,” he resumed with a much more stern undertone. “I’m going to come find you.”

The static cut out. The vision of Michael vanished along with it. An ominous gust of wind replaced the deafening silence. The darkness thanks to the rabbit’s blindness settled back in.

Springtrap remained where he was. A lump formed in his marred throat. His body trembled. “‘I’m going to come find you’,” he repeated aloud, his own voice rendered hoarse and slow.

This was no longer a quest to get remnant to regain his sight.

This was a time to run.

[erigold13261]

Dream last night

My dream last night from what I remember started off with me as some alcoholic teenager being harassed by a group of preppy assholes. We all had powers so they thought they were better than me since I never used mine and I was always drinking some alcoholic potion I made to keep me sane during school. Well I did have some kind of power where I could at least make a hoverboard and I used it and was going super fast, fast enough to reliably go on the highway.

Well the asshole kids thought I was cool after seeing my power/hoverboard and tried to befriend me but I just gave them my drinks I made or a real version of my hoverboard (not a temporary one I could make disappear at will) and moved away from them. Like they were legitimately now trying to be friends with me and I could not care less lol. 

Anyway, one day I was leaving the school/training area after the assholes tried to invite me out to hang out. I just gave them my drink and went out doing some cool tricks and being speedy. I got to the highway but I was so out of it that I didn’t even realize the crash scene or the piles of bodies littering the street for a solid minute. It looked like something out of a zombie film. 

Well I ended up getting chased by some police or something because, well I had powers and they were being dicks and wanted to pin the blame on me. I pulled over to a bridge area and got off the highway and just stood by the water while the cops tried to pin the blame on me. Well the asshole kids were following me for some reason and explained I was innocent and was just at our school/training facilities. 

I think I was let go or something, I don’t really remember. What I explained all of this for is because I think it relates to my next dream that happened! It was a combination of like Five Nights at Freddy’s and No Straight Roads. It also mixed in elements of SCP, Sly Cooper, and Legends of Zelda somehow. But I think the whole thing took place in the same initial universe of my dream where some people have powers and some don’t, while those who don’t are awful to powered people.

Anyway, what happened was Gregory (FNAF) and Yinu (NSR) were child soldiers made to work together to find out either just some standard information for a mission, or who caused the highway crash and killed all those people to set my character free.

The two kids were on like a watch tower or something, one that forest patrollers use, though we were right under the actual room. So we (Yinu and Gregory, I switch perspective a lot in my dreams) were just hanging on the beams and trying not to be seen by anyone coming up the stairs. We didn’t want to be on the roof because there was no easy way to get up there without being seen by whoever was in the watchtower.

We had to get to some secret room in another building close by. Gregory, I don’t think he had any real powers, but he did have a lot of tech. Maybe the tech was his powers I don’t know. All I knew was Freddy was our informational person and talked to the two of us as we got in position. Gregory had a cool ass belt that he was able to zipline down to the ground and other equipment that allowed him to go invisible for a bit. The last I knew of him, he was making his way to the special room.

Yinu on the other hand (the perspective I basically took over until I woke up), had a different job. She had to get rid of the people in the watchtower and disable the lights roaming the facilities to make retrieval easier later on. She actually did have powers. She could wrap her arms in plants to use as larger arms to fight or to hold on better to things while climbing. She was honestly super sneaky but was having a hard time getting into the watchtower because multiple people were going in and out of the room and using the stairs a lot. It made it almost impossible to get in to poison or paralyze the watchers without someone sending out an impromptu alarm of her presence. 

I think she ended up just fighting whatever creature was coming up the stairs as quietly as possible and then took care of the watchers in the room. She turned off the lights for that tower and sealed the room with plants to keep anyone from getting in (unless they used like fire or something which would just destroy the tower anyway). Well after that, she got to the roof of the tower and made a leaf parachute/glider thing to get to the next tower. 

Her and Gregory were doing so well in my dream and I really wish that I stayed asleep longer to see what would happen next because I ended up waking up. It was a really cool dream to transition to from the first one because usually my multiple dreams in the same night are unrelated, or are so related it’s just the same dream with me having more control over it (which is good considering usually my dreams are me getting assaulted in some way or another).

I did have an initial dream before the alcoholic school one, but that was just a continuation from the other night with a character who was like a servant that would get a shit ton of information for a dark lord and that lord threw me away to some jerks I antagonized earlier once I lost my usefulness. I was absolutely terrified (my dream self was, I in reality wasn’t, this wasn’t a nightmare) that I was going to be tortured and hurt by them but they weren’t assholes like that and looking for revenge since they could see my one safety net just tossed me to the wind.

I ended up staying with them and getting into a kind of relationship with either their beast tamer or like the knight. I forget which one, I just knew it was one of the really big and strong guys.

So yeah, that was my dream I wanted to share. Maybe I should share more if I ever have any cool dreams. I usually just write them down and don’t share, but since last night had something NSR related I wanted to share :3

[girlwiththeblueblood]

Fnaf: Rescue Pets AU! - I’m gonna drop another AU on your ass!

The Reader character adopts rescued animals, some need a forever home others need some tender love and care before being able to adopted by a family that was better suited for said animal. Y/N lives on a big farm and has plenty of space for larger animals too - I might add other Fnaf robots later when I have a better idea for them - Let’s go! 

[Also, don’t do any of the stuff I’m going to writing, it’s all for feels and drama and I highly doubt it’s realistic in any way shape for form.] Roxanne - A half wolf, duh.

Was rescued from an illegal dog fighting ring. She was very aggressive and talk of her being put down was talked about. However the group that rescued her got in contact with you and with all your past experiences you decide you would stand up to the challenge.

Roxanne was dropped off at your farm in a heavy duty create, that already had a few claws and bite marks. The people dropping her off are very concerned, but you  are really bloody excited.

You had set up an gated, fenced but open area to release her into. The group help load her into the release area and some come away with a few scratches. 

Everyone stomach drops when you enter the area, with padded safety gear on. You are fully expected to get attacked and Roxanne’s jaw gets a death rip on the arm of the safety gear, you however, do not flinch. You talk to her. She growls trying to scare you away, but you know better. It takes a while, plenty of reassurances, Roxy is safe, she won’t be forced to fight anymore. 

Roxanne jaws loosens and she lets go, slowly. She does not let you pet her but her hackles are no longer raised. She growls when you move but when you place down some food - large meat on a bone - she seems to relax and eats in front of you.

Once you leave her enclosure, the group that had watched you are yelling at you at how stupid you had to be about going in there in the first place. Roxanne growls warningly at them.

It is a slow progress that takes a few month, but soon you do not have to wear full body safety gear to enter Roxanne’s enclosure, and she greets you with a soft head-butt at your side and she even liked to play tag-a-war with you.... You always lose, but Roxy is happy and content to live of the farm with you. 

She even helps out with herding the few sheep you have.

   Sun - Golden Retriever, also duh.

Sun was a regular at the local shelter, he was a handful and all his owners found him difficult to train and he just had so much energy that some families just could not handle him. So you are called one days and ask if you are able to take Sun on as your new training challenge, and your agree.

You immediately pick up on the fact that Sun is scared of the lead, his tail lowers and he shakes when he sees anyone hold one as they walk over to him. Trying a different approach, you teach him to stay at your side as you walk from one side of the room to the other, without the lead, it takes a few tries but with clear instructions and a few treats for good behaviour, Sun finally gets it and you are able to walk him to the car without issue.

Training Sun takes less time than you thought, he takes to lessons and phrases quickly, plus with all the space you have on the farm he has plenty of space to run and play. 

You were wary of him and Roxanne being too close and expected a fight, but they get along fine, Roxanne likes her space though.

Sometimes families will come to your farm to buy eggs, milk and vegies, and to sometimes pat the animals under you care. Sun loves to play fetch with the children and run around with them. There was a family that asked about adopting him and you... had to think about it. 

Sun must of heard about that talk because he followed you around the house all day after that and did not want to play with other children after that. So, the decision was made, the farm and you were going to be his forever home. 

Sun got his new collar and was full of energy the next day. You started taking up riding a bike around the farm just to make sure he got most of his energy out before night fall. Many families asked if he was up for sale or adoption but you politely declined every time. 

Sun favourite times of the year are when their is a holiday and the farm hoists some events for families. A haybale maze for Halloween, where he helps if someone gets lost for too long. Egg hunts in the fields where he stops the younger children from wondering off too far from the group. 

It shocks you when someone yells out in the field, Sun had bitten someone. You came running and the adult climbed onto the tractor in order to get away from a very angry Sun. The person points a bloody hand at you saying they were trying to take their child home when the dog went nuts, they threating to call the police and have him put down. The child in question is hiding behind some haybales, they run over to their real parents when they show up. Oh, the police are called alright. You reward Sunny with some roast beef from the parent’s Boucher shop afterwards. 

Your farm is known as a safe place after that day, and every parent knows that their child is safe when Sun is running around in the fields.       

Moon - Cat, half a stray.

Oh boy, you were not ready for that call about a stray that was finally caught and taken to the shelter. Moon was very aggressive even you were more cautious than you were with Roxanne. 

Everyone doubted that he would be socialized well enough for adoption, so you were called. It took you and two other people to get Moon into a cat carrier and you all came away with some nasty scratches. 

You sorted out a small room for Moon, with a lot of scratching posts. Non of them survived. 

You wore parts of the safety gear when replacing Moon’s food, water and litter tray. He made it very clear that he did not like having anyone in his space and hissed whenever you entered that room, even when feeding him.

One day, when you went in to clean, you found him curled up in the rafters glaring at you, tail fluffed up and trying to make himself as big as he could. Instead of hissing though, Moon was coughing. This worried you. It was time for some tough love.

It took an hour, but you managed to pin Moon down and examine him. He did not like this and had given you a few deep claw marks, but you did not give up on him. You actually say to him that he can attack you all he wants, you are not going to give up on him. Hissing quietly, he gears up at you.

Moon fights back while you examine him, but you keep him pinned. You find a lot of old wounds on him, from fights with other animals. You feel for him, it looks like he has had a very rough life. Some injuries look infected and by the look of his water eyes and his nose, he has a cold.

You think trying to pin him down to examine him was a fight, trying to clean his wounds and take his medicine was a war. You manage to roll him up in a blanket and feed him drops of cream cheese with his medicine mixed in though. Moon was not happy, licking at the cream cheese you deliberately leave drops on his nose, he glares at you. Probably planning your demises.

You hold the murderous bundle close to your chest, so Moon can feel your heart beat, as you feed him the medicine. You talk to him, saying how he is safe now and nothing is going to hurt him anymore. He must understand you because he slowly stop growling at you. But the glare is still there, Moon is not ready to trust just yet, but it’s progress. 

Once Moon has eaten all the cheese laced with medicine, you go back into his little room and unravel him from the blanket. He runs to a hidey-hole and glares at you, but he did not make a swipe at you. Over the next few days you feed him his medicine-cream-cheese in a small bowl and Moon licks it up. 

One night, you are having sleep paralysis. Your breath comes out short, hitched and panicked, as you have a unwanted staring contest with your Sleep paralysis demon. You about to start crying when you hear a meow from the open door and feel tiny paws land on the bed. You can’t speak and you try to move you fingers, worried that Moon will scratch at you if you don’t move. Then you hear something you never thought you would, a deep purring and a gentle weight on your chest. Moon moves in front of your face, blocking the previous staring contest and slow blinks down at you. Moon settles down, continuing to purr and you feel calmed. 

In the morning you find the door to Moon’s small room practically ripped to screeds at the corner. You let him sleep in your room from then on. 

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I might add more if I think of more, or if you have a suggestion about want another fnaf animatronics would be what animal and have an idea of their background and why they would be sent to Y/N’s farm.

[nocturnal-official-blog]

Draft for an Upcoming Chapter!

I open my eyes to something other than the stark white of the testing simulation. It's appears to be a zen garden of some kind. I know it simply cannot be real, as it mixes low poly white shapes with lush, hyper realistic water and nature. 

I look down at myself. I'm still in my ███ suit. I walk over to the lake that surrounds a central island in the garden. What if... 

I look down. A feminine looking child with short, wavy blond hair stares back up at me from the reflection in the water. Though their once sharp hazel eyes are now covered by an assortment of funeral flowers, I know who it is. 

It's me. It's ██, better known as ████

█████. 

I gasp and scramble away from the water. I feel my face. The flowers are there, but I do not see them. I panic. My LED both here and on my body is more than likely a bright red at the moment. 

I calm myself down and focus. It's just a dream, it's just a dream... 

I look down to the water again, and I'm greeted by myself, bright cyan eyes and all.

I sigh in relief. I get up from the water bank and dust myself off, readjusting my suit. I look around. 

There are several low poly white bridges leading to a central area with a large white low poly flower acting as a type of canopy. I hesitantly step onto one of the bridges and slowly make my way to the central island. 

When I reach the central island, I'm greeted by the cold steely glare of an aged African-American woman trapped in a translucent box.

"You aren't Connor."

(AN: YES, THIS IS STILL FNAF NOCTURNAL. Crazy right? Well, this is kinda where I have brought in another fandom with robots in it. And guess what it iissssss! I'm not telling youuuuu! Though I think it's a little obvious even with all the censors- But anyways, I need to make a poll somewhere. Its for a major component of Chapter 14 of Nocturnal and I want you guys to help me make the decision! It's a character voice decision. For a supporting, yet fan favourite character. I'll reveal their name in the poll, but I'm gonna need to make it first. Anyway, if you just discovered this blog, please read the Nocturnal(Moondrop x Reader) on Wattpad! You won't be disappointed I promise.)

[paigelts05]

[BLOOD] March of the toreadors [FNAF]

Link: https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/BLOOD-March-of-the-toreadors-FNAF-896541334

Renegade File Server Location: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23843413

Published: Oct 31, 2021

Sometimes, Mike can't come in to work, and nobody can cover for him. So Someone from elsewhere is brought in. Usually, that someone dies, and when they do, they lurk around as a ghost. These ghosts view the guards as allies, and when they realise they outnumber the animatronics, sometimes, they decide to have the building to themselves. Just for one night; they don't have the power to manifest so frequently.

But whilst Mike can see ghosts, knowing if a ghost wishes you harm when it sweeps you off your feet for a dance is a tough call, and despite being posessed, he'd rather err on the side of caution. But what do you do exactly when a corpse inside a six and a half foot bear suit sweeps you into a waltz.

It doesn't help that it don't know how strong its grip is, or that it's sloshing blood all over the place.

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About the drawing:

Yes this is based on BQ's alt carry in IDV.

I messed up on the mouth but fixed it in a way that was very much a thing you'd expect me to do; I covered half of Mike's face in blood. Covered up how badly I messed up the mouth enough. But don't worry, the blood isn't his; it's from the animatronic.

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It's a transcript of an audio log.

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Audio log. July 1997.

Normally I just write down what happens, but, this feels better. I just feel like I need to say what happened rather than just write it down. I can make a transcript later, but, [Sigh], I don't know. This just feels, right.

I think this is at least somewhat how my colleague felt when he was making those recordings, adding his own flair to try and aid people in thier survival. But this isn't helping anyone other than myself, and I don't have a script to follow. Just want happened last night.

Well, I started my shift, and things seemed normal. Until by 1 am, I realized that I was only looking at Freddy Fazbears. I initially thought I may have been hallucinating. The music boxes of all the animatronics bears were all in sync, and they numbered in the double digits at least.

There was at least one in each camera, and they all seemed to be heading the same way.

I tried to keep them out, but they kept standing at the door. They drained the power before 2, even though the power should last until at least three, even with both doors closed.

I could see them through the windows, and they each looked a bit unique. Different ear shapes, slightly different fur colours, and different blood patters. Some had one eye hanging out of a socket, others had two, some had sunken in eyes. I knew what they were.

Once the lights went out, I thought I was done for. Even if they were dead guards, I didn't know if they would see me as a friend, or if they'd kill me out of jealousy. Unlike the kids, they each chose what they want to do independently with no influence from the others, so one may have actually wanted to kill me, another may have not cared, etcetera. Usually I can read intentions pretty well, but there was no reading these guys other than the fact they were all thinking the same thing.

If only I knew what that thought was.

One of them approached me and pulled me up out of the chair. It grabbed one of my wrists, and was mostly holding me up with its hand on my back. I didn't register it at the time, but it was like being held by a dance partner, just that my feet weren't touching the ground.

After getting quite literally swept off my feet, I tried to struggle as as they practically waltzed to the dining area. Blood from the suit kept sloshing out and landing on me, hence, why I'm half covered in blood right now.

Once in the dining area, I feared the worst but they never went close to parts and services with me at least. Some of them hung around there, but then again, there's a lot of them and the dining area is only a finite space.

So, at about that point, the music boxes got louder, and I swear I heard singing, and far more instruments than what the music boxes could create. Carmen, Act II; Vorte toast was playing full blast, and I was held as a dance partner. Other dead guards also had dance partners. I could see them all more clearly now. Some, I could tell were pure ghosts, some of which still maintained human or somewhat human forms, and others, like the one that had ahold of me, were bound to the physical form of a metal suit.

As the music picked up, I noticed they were all dancing with eachother too. Posessed suits, ghosts, a human? I don't think it mattered to them. By working at Freddy's, the former employees already considered me one of their own kind.

But that didn't change how scared I felt. The thing is, before today, the dead guards have never interacted with me directly. It's all been small glimpses, slight aides, etcetera. 

Perhaps some of them forgot that some of them no longer look human. That may be why they came in so confidently, I actually think that the one in the suit may have forgotten who he now looks like - ow... And his strength ... Oh? My wrist? Yeah, it's bruised where it was grabbed, but that's to be expected.

If you could paint each entity as if they were all still fully human, it could have looked like an old masquerade. Each dancer in a pair, waltzing around a large room, tables all pushed to the sides. I think I stopped struggling about then too, I was only hurting my wrist, and if they truly meant me any harm, they'd have done so by then.

The song ended, then started where it begun, louder and more orchestral than before. For some reason, I felt tired, as if I had been dancing for hours, when in reality I had only been held up pressed to an animatronic who was doing all of the dancing for about two minutes.

This time, the song felt longer. I don't know how, I know that song like the back of my hand, but - gah, I don't know and I don't think I'll ever know.

As the song came to it's finale, I felt a mix of nausea and exhaustion. When the final beat of the song played, I blacked out completely. I'd have thought of all of this as a dream if it wasn't for the fact that when I woke up to the chime of six AM, I was lying in the middle of the dining area, all the tables were still pushed aside, and my wrist was heavily bruised.

I don't know if they kept dancing after I passed out - I think they did, but didn't notice that I had fallen unconscious. It's hard to see with a Freddy head on, so I don't think he could see my face, and I think I had my hand on the robot's jaw enough for it to stay there even when asleep.

[Sigh]

Looking back, I should have known they were friendly from the point where the tune on the music box started playing from the beginning of the song as opposed to the point about halfway that everyone always remembers.

Anyway, I'll make notes like this again if anything happens.

Mike Schmidt, C location, signing off.

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[venus-spice]

Thank you for answering my questions! I’m going to give my request, if you don’t mind, sorry if it’s too specific. It’s comfort or just ‘how they handle it’ headcanons involving the FNAF Security Breach animatronics, or just Sun and Moon if them and the Glamrocks is too much for this request. Basically, reader feeling guilty over things they did like cheating in high school, being a spoiled brat who was awful to others in childhood, and turning things in late for school even when it didn’t have much of an impact. Even though the person they genuinely wronged badly in the past forgives them, and the other things may seem small to some, it can randomly hit them and cause some ✨issues.✨ They used to have it worse, but now it’s much more mellowed out, but it still randomly will be there. This can be a platonic teen reader with the animatronics being like older sibling figures, or romantic for an adult reader. You can choose since both are forms of comfort for me. GN or female reader works. Sorry if this makes no sense or is unclear.

-📝 Anon

(P. S. I love your name! It makes me think of those little Valentine’s Day candy hearts)

Glamrocks + Sun & Moon Comforting a Past- Problematic Teen Reader

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hello! thank you for the lovely request. sorry it took so long to finish...this was a doozey (in the best ways possible!!). this was not at all too specific or weird- it’s actually really sweet and gave me a lot of ideas right off the bat. hope you enjoy!

(this can be seen as platonic or romantic!! the problematic stuff happened in highschool any which way, so you can choose how you age the reader and how you interpret what happens after :)  thank you!!)

p.s- thank you !! i was going for that affect with the blog name 

 (´▽｀).。ｏ♡

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Freddy:

- You recently applied for a pizzeria job not too long ago, and were scheduled to have a tour of the area. You weren’t expecting the gigantic robotic bear to show you around, but here you were, following his shadow as he explained each of the restroom locations.

- Freddy was used to teenagers and adults, as he was the most socially active out of the group. It wasn’t uncommon that he would have to make small talk with them, but whenever he tried they always seemed a little wary. He always wondered why. But you? You barely said anything, nodding slowly as he continued to show you around, trying his best to get that sag off your lips. It seems to have been there for a long time.

- You watched him closely as he paused, stopping where you two began. He turns and give you his best...smile? He always looked somewhat cheerful, you couldn’t really tell. You sighed, and thanked him quickly. His head cocked to the side.

- “What makes you want to work here?” You paused at the question. Aside from the large income (for a security guard you were unsure why it was so high)- you felt there was another reason you really wanted to be here. You might as well tell the thing- he is a robot after all. You doubt he’ll be able to remember much of this conversation anyway.

- “I was a mean kid. I hurt a lot of people. I thought maybe if I...I don’t know.” You sighed, rubbing the back of your neck- the silly chills started to appear again as your mouth went dry. “Maybe if I worked here...with more kids- and I was better to them than I was to the others than...I would make it up. I just...I hate feeling so guilty all the time so I thought maybe this would help.”

- Freddy seemed to compilate this for a minute, as if rebooting the information. You tensed, unsure if you really wanted to hear this piece of metal reply. It honestly could just be an automated response. God that would be embarrassing- you started to leave to save yourself from the humiliation, when the crackled of his voice box grabbed your attention.

- “We all do thing we aren’t proud of. We all wish we said more to the people we lost, or did something better for them while they were here- or were connected to you. But it’s easy to look back and wish you were more- when in the moment it was difficult. Growth is apart of life- and you’re doing plenty of it now.”

- After your impromptu therapy session, you saw Freddy a lot while you worked your shifts. He would regularly ask you how you were doing, and sometimes even helped you with the work load while you talked. As strange as it was, it felt nice to have someone to talk to- even if it was a Pop-Rock themed Bear.

 Monty:

- He’s seen you before, around his golf course. You look different than the kids he’s used too, older, sadder. It wasn’t abnormal to see teenagers around the campus, most likely forced to take their younger sibling around. But something pulled Monty towards you, so he goes and sits down beside you.

- You get startled, not used to a 7 foot tall alligator animatronic casually plopping by your side. He doesn’t say much, watching as the few remaining children attempt to hit a ball. He’ll ask why you’re here first, and you’ll half-heartily point at your younger sibling, who was giggling and chasing the other kids, one in particular. His jaw clicks.

- “Why do you look so upset?” He’ll say, a low rumble echoing off is crackling voice box. You’ll snort, finding it silly you’re having a conversation with a robotic “rock n roll” gator. The air snuffs out your laughter in an instant, and your frown returns. “I’m also here with an...old friend’s sibling. We’re good now but- I don’t know. Seeing our them get along reminds me of what we were like before I messed up back in high school.” Your voice cracked a little bit. “I was an ass- and they didn’t deserve it. I could’ve been better but I...I wasn’t.”

- You didn’t particularly feel like saying any more, so you let the sentence dry in your mouth. You expected to hear some kind of automated response- which is part of why you spoke to him in the first place. He couldn’t really understand, so he really couldn’t judge you either. However, you were surprised to hear a somewhat human response.

- “Y’know...I’ve also done some bad things I’m not proud of. Lots of them. The bigwigs upstairs say they like me a little...problematic. But it’s a frustrating that I can’t control myself. But your past doesn’t define you, because at least you have the stage, and your fans and friends. ‘S not always so bad.” 

- He seemed to be talking about himself more than you, but it didn’t really matter. You were still shockingly touched. A robotic arm clamped your shoulder, and an awkward, “Don’t let it getcha down, kid.” grumbled from his chest. You nodded.

- You see him around sometimes in the plex, walking with the other kids. If he sees you he’ll nod, and then continue with his work. Part of you is thankful you left it just that. It made his words more special.  

Chica:

- Chica was on her break, and decided it was time to indulge in her favorite treat...pizza! She wondered down to the diner, humming as she skipped to a bar-seat. It took her a moment to register the gloomy presence next to her, sitting slumped with an unfinished milk-shake next to their arm. She knows you’re a new intern, but hadn’t interacted with you until now. It was time to make a good impression.

- “Hi! You’re that new kid right?” She chirped, and you turned, un-phased by the talking chicken animatronic. You nodded half-heartedly. She smiled, tipping her head to the side. “Why so gloomy? We’re not working you too hard yet, are we?” She said, cheeriness still light in her voice. You sighed, sitting up and rubbing the back of your neck.

- “No its not that it’s just...” You glanced at the jolly bird next to you, in disbelief you were actually talking to this...thing? Who knows, maybe it’ll help. “No. I’m upset because- well because people are nice here. Because they all seem like- genuinely kind. That they’re intentions are good.” You paused, trying to make your mouth less dry. “I’m here to make money...and as much as that’s a good thing it also makes me selfish. And I’m afraid I haven’t changed from the person I was a couple years ago. Selfish.”

- Chica was quiet next to you, and suddenly her apatite seemed to fade. You glanced at her, awaiting yet another, unnecessary cheery response.  Slowly, you finished your shake and started to get up, but her words caught you.

- “I often...feel selfish. Maybe for separate reasons, but I to feel as if I could- indulge less. I know that it’s supposed to be part of my flaw-filled charm, but it can do a number on the way I see myself, especially when I can’t do anything to stop it. I know that feeling this way, with co-workers who seem so genuine, is rough. But no one is perfect, and we always develop and grow. Don’t tear down the progress you’ve made because you haven’t gotten to perfection. You have more to offer than a flawless past and present! You have a future.”

- You were frozen in place. You had never seen a therapy worthy speech exiting the robot’s voice box, but suddenly you were overwhelmed with hope and happiness. You smiled at the chicken, wrapping her tough, but somewhat warm metal, in your arms. You weren’t at all upset when she hugged you back.

- You and Chica became fast friends after that. Everyday during work you both made an effort to meet up at the diner and just- talk. Maybe about something difficult, or maybe something easy. It never really mattered, because you had found a friend in the strange animatronic. 

Roxanne:

- The track was quite, and Roxanne dusted her hands, sighing as she stretched her back. They had finally fixed her racing area, and though she was happy she could race the kids until sun-down, it did a number on her stamina. She spotted you across the arena, wiping down the cars. You looked so mopey, and she huffed. Those were her vehicles, and you clearly weren’t doing it right.

- Coming over to you, she snatched the rag from you and wiped down the rest of the car, turning to you with a frustrated gaze. You shivered, forgetting how unnerving these things were. “You’re crappy attitude is making my cars dirty.” You were stunned, if not embarrassed. She gave you an expectant glance, her ears perked and ready for an explanation. You let out a strained breath.

- “I’m sorry. I’m just tiered. I haven’t been feeling entirely good about myself recently- specifically my past behavior. Makes me feel like I’m not doing enough- to be better. But I won’t...I won’t mess up your cars again.”

- The wolf seemed to soften, but only slightly- as if she felt pity but was unsure of what she would say. You shook your head slightly as you picked up the rags. That was so unprofessional, so much for ‘being better’. As you stood up to leave, a cold hand caught your wrist.

- “You don’t- I know what it’s like to look at yourself and feel...inadequate. Like you don’t live up to the standards, or that others were just- are just...better. But I think you’re doing enough. Maybe not with my cars but...but with everything else.”

- Promptly after her speech, Roxanne left you stunned in her arena. It was an awkward speech, yes, but one that felt genuine and heartfelt. You couldn’t suppress the giddiness that rose in your chest. Maybe she was right- maybe you were enough. 

- Roxy and you took sometime (and much effort on your behalf) to grow closer. But after a long period, she began opening up about her own issues, and you began to realize how similar you two were. Whatever it was you two talked about, you had each other’s backs. 

Sun:

- Sun laughed with the kids, dancing around them with pints of glitter glue and packets of paper, the children screaming in delight. When he set them down and allowed them to do their work, he noticed you cleaning the tables in the parent area. You seemed gloomier than usual, and he caught you stealing glances at the cheery children. 

- He strolled up to you, grinning ear to ear. “Well hello there!” You flinched, stifling a scream as you turned to face the slightly off putting animatronic. He only seemed to take glee in your shocked response, spinning you around you you promptly sat on one of the benches. He sat next to you, the painted smile bright as ever. “Why the frown? You’re in the daycare! It’s happy here!” 

- You didn’t really want to spill your guts to the sunny figure next to you, so you shrugged, biting your tongue. “Nothin’- just tiered is all.” He inched closer, clearly aware that its was a fib. You sighed, your shoulders slumping. 

- “I’m- angry at myself. These kids seem so...innocent. So happy with their current lives and their friends. I used to be like that, but then I grew up and became...I was a bad person to a lot of people. I know we’ve moved on but somedays I want nothing more than to change everything.”

- You turned to Sundrop, once again met with that endless, stretchy smile. You scoffed, turning your attention back to the daycare glass. How stupid were you? Talking to a god-damn animatronic like it was your therapist. As you stood, you heard the crackle of the voice box behind you. 

- “Growing up is apart of life. It’s sad to see the younger parts leave...and its even worse when you realize you aren’t as selfless as you used to be. But you’re still a person, and knowing that the present you is just as valuable as the past one is crucial.”

- The serious tone that took the shiny robot surprised you. Not to mention the poetry worthy speech given to you under the cold lights of the parent view. Suddenly, he stood up, the giddy personality back in his rocking heels. “Well then! Back to work! Gotta keep those rascals from making too much of a mess!”

- You worked all over the Pizza Plex, so it going to the daycare was always in the strange in-betweens. One the rare occasion you do find yourself wandering the nostalgic paradise, Sun will greet you positively and excitedly. Even if you don’t see each other much, you seem to be on good terms. Its nice having the quirky sun around.

Moon:

- Moon sung the tiered children to sleep, tucking them gently into the pillows and blankets. He left the fort, sitting down next to it as he watched Sun play with the few remaining children in the daycare. His glance was captivated suddenly, by the gloomy presence that sat not far away from his co-worker. You seemed sadder than usual- not that he would call your aura very joyful in the first place.

- He battled with either staying by his fort and leaving you to your devices, or talking to you. But eventually, his legs began to move on their own, slowly walking up to you as he glanced at the fort, making sure it was still intact. He sat beside you, and you didn’t seem to mind.

- “You’re upset.” He said plainly. You nodded, unsure if you should turn to the thing or keep your eyes on the laughing children. “Why?” He asked, once again blunt and somewhat insensitive. You snorted, shaking your head as you leaned up against the table. You glanced at the animatronic, his eyes glowing under the dim lighting. There is every reason why you shouldn’t, and why you couldn’t, talk to him. But here you were- about to share a sad summary of your woes to the Eclipse of a man.

- “I was a bad person. Back in highschool I messed up with a couple friends of mine and I- I see so many good people here. I just, I really wish I could’ve done better- and maybe then I wouldn’t be stuck here, feeling guilty and talking to a child entertaining animatronic.”

- You released a tough breath, feeling a litter lighter now that those thoughts were off your chest. Moon’s eyes seemed dimmer than before, still focused on you. You shook your head, letting your gaze fall to the glass once more. Great, now the bill for his short-circuit fix is going on your paycheck. 

- “It’s easy to look around and think that there are people better than you. Thank you’re...inferior because you mess up, or you make mistakes. But no one is perfect, and just because you see people out there that look perfect, it doesn’t mean they are. You are working to be better, and that’s more than a lot of people can say.”

- You rarely ever saw Moon. Not only was he a rare sight if you weren’t a tiered child, but you rarely found yourself in the daycare after dark anyways. But his words continue to stick with you- and Moon secretly hopes they do. He, as little as he knows about you, wants to see you happy. You seem like you deserve it.

[trashyswitch]

Jeremy and the Mysterious Robots

Jeremy has to fix a camera in one of the rooms while he's working. When he finishes fixing the camera, Jeremy gets a surprise visit from a couple of the animatronics...

What's this? AnOtHeR FNAF TiCkLe fAnFiC?! HoW cAn ThIs Be?!

Just playing around. Hope you guys enjoy!

Jeremy has heard all the rumors. He's heard the urban legends about the child killer in the animatronic suit, and the children's deaths. He's heard about the children's corpses being shoved into the animatronic suits. He's heard about the ghosts of the children, that haunted each and every diner. He's heard rumors about the animatronics being alive because of these children. He's heard multiple ideas of whether the animatronics liked humans or not. Some have said they like children, but resent adults. Others have said that adults were not as innocent as children, therefore they should be killed. A few adults have went as far as to say that the animatronics killed adults because adults found the animatronics creepy. Are any of these urban legends true?

If so: why did Jeremy sign up for a job at the one place that gives people the creeps?!

Jeremy looked at the watch on his wrist:

[2:00]

It was the second night of working at this nightmarish party place. All Jeremy wanted was the paycheck at the end of the week. He did NOT sign up for this stupidity...

Should he have reconsidered taking the job? Maybe. Is he regretting taking the job? Somewhat. Is Jeremy gonna survive the week? God, he hoped so. He has his whole life to look forward to! He didn't want to let a single week at a scary restaurant ruin the rest of his life.

Jeremy turned on the iPad and flipped through the cameras. It looked like the party rooms were empty. Next, he checked CAM 05 and CAM 06: empty. Thank goodness. Jeremy looked at the other cameras and found out something strange: camera 11 wasn't working! It was just showing pure static.

So, Jeremy tried viewing the game room as best he could out of Cam 10. Unfortunately, this didn't work as well as he wished...

He realized that what he was gonna do was risky. But...what other choice did he have? So, Jeremy grabbed his flashlight, and walked out of the office through the small hall towards Pasillo Central. He walked past the party rooms, and walked out into the main hall. Once he reached there, Jeremy took a right and walked down the hall into the game area. Using his flashlight, Jeremy looked around for the 11th camera...In a matter of seconds, Jeremy's flashlight shined onto the grey video camera! Jeremy smiled and walked up to the camera. He grabbed a nearby stool from the prize area, and used it to reach Cam 11. Once he was up, Jeremy moved the flashlight around the camera, looking around for any wires loose. It took a little bit, but Jeremy managed to find the problem: a black wire was unplugged...

Jeremy's eyes narrowed in curiousity. Now when did that happen? It was working perfectly fine yesterday. Who unplugged it? Instead of focusing on that, Jeremy decided to trow that question out the window and feel for an empty plug in the back. Soon enough, Jeremy managed to find it. Using some expert navigating and a lot of patience, Jeremy finally got the wire plugged back in.

'the camera should be working now.' Jeremy thought. While he was there though, Jeremy decided to double check for any miswiring. Jeremy moved the flashlight up, down, left, right, and diagonal. In a matter of minutes, Jeremy could conclude that everything appeared to be in place.

Suddenly...a couple heavy footsteps could be heard behind the stool, in the gaming room. Jeremy froze in place. Oh god...Is that what he thinks it is? Jeremy stood there, frozen in place for another 5 minutes. During those 5 minutes, the footsteps began getting closer and closer to the stool he was standing on. Jeremy was too afraid to do anything except for shining his flashlight into the camera.

In one slow move, the footsteps stopped. Jeremy could feel the presence of a super tall figure behind him...Jeremy, growing extremely intimidated and anxious, slowly turned himself around to look the animatronic in the face. As he turned the flashlight around with him, the flashlight began to give Jeremy mental hints on which animatronic it was. The first thing he noticed, was that the animatronic was brown. A chocolate-shade of brown with an orange hue on its belly and inner face. The eyes were open wide, staring at Jeremy with its light blue iris's.

Jeremy gasped rather slowly as he processed the gigantic robotic bear that stood in front of him. For a couple seconds, the animatronic didn't move. It just stared at Jeremy. Stared deep into his soul...Jeremy just stared back at it, looking at the big bear as the visibly shaky flashlight shone onto it.

Suddenly, Freddy's jaw opened a little bit, revealing the pitch black inside of his mouth. Jeremy let out a terrified whimper in reaction to the sudden movement. Following suit, Freddy's head tilted to the side, like a curious puppy. Now, Freddy was staring intently at him with this tilted 'surprise' look. By now, Jeremy's teeth were chattering nervously. After a couple seconds of staring at the security guard, Jeremy lessened his chattering teeth and focused on his breathing instead. With his anxiety losing its power, Jeremy began to look at the Freddy Fazbear robot more closer. Jeremy couldn't even fathom how big it was! It was gigantic next to him! Jeremy felt like a toddler, looking up at such a tall animatronic like that.

Next: Jeremy looked at its eyes a little closer, to see what's inside...

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" Freddy shouted.

Jeremy shouted and threw his flashlight up in terror. Jeremy jumped and quickly attempted to take a few steps back...only for his body to fall much more backwards than he wanted! Jeremy had forgotten he was standing on a stool, and was currently falling backwards as a result. Jeremy thought he was gonna fall onto the ground and get a concussion. Jeremy yelped and shut his eyes as he braced for impact.

Out of nowhere, in a quick motion, someone had grabbed his ankles and lifted him up to save him from hitting his head! Jeremy opened his eyes almost immediately, and looked in front of him. It was just the gaming room. Whoever had grabbed him, must've grabbed his ankles from behind.

Suddenly, Jeremy felt his body get lifted up!

"WELCOME EVERYBODY, TO FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZA!" the animatronic shouted. "I'M FREDDY FAZBEAR, AND I'D LIKE TO WISH YOU, THE BIRTHDAY BOY, A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" the voice declared very loudly.

Jeremy began to panic. He could just sense the death that was awaiting him. In an attempt to prevent it, Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut and began shouting.

"NononoNONONONO! LET ME GO! PUT ME DOWN! I HAVE A LIFE TO LIVE, A PASSION TO FULFILL! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" Jeremy shouted desperately.

Everything went silent for a moment or two. "...Kill you?" the same voice said.

Jeremy opened one of his eyes. It was pretty dark. The only source of lighting available, was from the flashlight he had dropped from getting spooked. Other than that, he couldn't see very well.

"What do we have here?" Someone said beside him. Swiftly, a pair of large, yellow legs walked in front of Jeremy's view.

Jeremy looked down to see the rest of the animatronic. It was the new, girly-looking Chica. "Ch-Chica! Uh-...hi..." Jeremy reacted, still quite scared to talk or even move for that matter.

"Why are you upside down?" Chica asked.

Jeremy was about to answer, when Freddy quickly took over for him. "He fell off the stool, and I caught him." Freddy explained.

"Oh. And you happened to catch him upside down?" Chica asked.

"He fell backwards. It was the closest part I could reach!" Freddy added. Jeremy heard a mechanical turning sound. "Now that I mention it, he hasn't thanked me yet." Freddy mentioned. Jeremy's eyes widened. How stupid of him! Freddy literally saved him from a concussion! How could he have forgotten to say thank you?!

"Oh-um...Thank you...for catching me." Jeremy finally said.

"You're welcome!" Freddy replied.

Jeremy waited for something to happen. Anything. He waited for Freddy or Chica to grab his body, and shove him into a suit...That was how it worked, right?

"So...are you gonna do it?" Jeremy asked, fully expecting death at this point.

Chica looked at Freddy, confused. "Do what?" Chica asked.

"Are you gonna kill me? Shove me into a suit? Leave my dead body to rot inside the suit?!" Jeremy asked, still overwhelmed with anxiety.

Chica bent down to get a better look at the night guard. "It looks like Mr. Emily hired another 'daredevil' night guard. Do you really believe those rumors?" Chica asked. Jeremy looked to his left. He looked to his right. He looked all around the view in front of him, in an attempt to make sense of it all.

"So...you're not gonna kill me then?" Jeremy clarified.

"No! We're not gonna kill you!" Chica replied before walking away. Jeremy took the moment of quiet time to process what had just happened. He wasn't gonna die! That's great news!

"Found them!" Chica yelled. Without any warning whatsoever, the lights came on! Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut. The lights were so bright at first! As Jeremy's eyes slowly began to adjust, Chica and Freddy began to inspect the upside down man in their grasp.

"That's a big child." Chica commented.

"He's grown up. He's a male, grown up child." Freddy corrected.

Chica looked down at the floor, and eyed up a black and white object on the ground. Then, she bent down and picked it up. "What's this?" Chica asked. Jeremy's eyes widened. It looked like his hat! Jeremy felt his head and sure enough, all he could feel was his dirty blonde hair.

"Hey! That's mine!" Jeremy explained, reaching his arms out in an attempt to get it. Jeremy's arms only reached so far though. Chica's arms were around 3 feet in front of him.

Chica looked at the upside down human. "What is it?" Chica asked.

"It's my hat, and I want it back." Jeremy replied.

Chica looked at the small human that was being held by her best friend. "Flip him over." Chica suggested.

"Okay." Freddy replied. The robot bear let go of one of Jeremy's ankles, and allowed only one hand to hold him up by his ankle. Next, Freddy wrapped his hand around Jeremy's waist and grabbed on. Not fully expecting the waist squeeze, Jeremy let out a few surprise giggles. But, this didn't slow or stop Freddy's progress at all. Letting go of Jeremy's ankle, Freddy placed his other hand around Jeremy's other part of his waist. Lastly: Freddy lifted him up. Now, Jeremy was staring at Freddy, with his back towards Chica.

Almost immediately after transition, Jeremy began to feel overwhelmed by how small he was, compared to Freddy. So, he started pushing against Freddy's hands and wiggling to get free. He had a job to get to! He did NOT have the time for this silliness!

"Let me go!" Jeremy yelled at Freddy, still pushing against Freddy's fingers.

"He's wiggling a lot. Is he having a temper tantrum?" Freddy asked curiously. Chica looked at the squirming, frustrated man in Freddy's grasp.

"I think so." Chica replied. "Try throwing him up in the air and catching him. I've seen parents do it. Kids love it!" Chica suggested.

Jeremy's eyes widened in horror. Was he about to be thrown up like a toddler and caught by an animatronic?! Sadly he was right. Freddy actually followed her advice. Freddy threw Jeremy up in the air, a good 5 feet, and readied his hands for when gravity would do its job. Jeremy shouted all the way up, and continued his shouting all the way down into Freddy's arms again. This wasn't calming! This wasn't comforting at all! This was terrifying! This just made Jeremy's anxiety skyrocket in a matter of seconds! Jeremy couldn't do anything, except experience the light g-force as he flew up, and feel his stomach drop as gravity pulled him back down.

The sudden feeling of falling and being caught by gigantic hands was both relieving, and bloodcurdling all at once. It made him feel slightly better knowing he wasn't gonna fall onto the ground with a loud splat, but it also disturbed him that he was gonna end up in the arms of a huge robotic bear. Either way: this was not helping him whatsoever.

By the time the sixth throw and catch had happened, Jeremy was visibly shaking in the arms of the animatronic. Jeremy's face was visibly traumatized. Freddy didn't know it, but Jeremy's body was actually a lot more fragile than Freddy's body was. So Freddy's throwing and catching, could actually be seen as mishandling, or negligence in the eyes of the police. But how could a new animatronic know about that?

Finally after one last throw, Freddy had noticed Jeremy's state and stopped throwing him. "Chica, the throwing isn't helping him. He looks scared." Freddy reacted.

Chica looked at the man. Freddy was right. The adult was trembling in fear. As she tried to think of what to do, Freddy decided to try something.

"What's your name?" Freddy asked.

Jeremy looked up amidst his trembling. Soon, Jeremy looked down at the floor and allowed his hair to cover up his face. "Jeremy." He whispered.

"Jeremy?" Freddy clarified. The animatronic bear let one of his hands go free, and attempted to lift Jeremy's chin up with his finger. As soon as Jeremy's face was visible again, Jeremy turned his head away from Freddy, refusing to show his face or even look at him. Freddy placed two of his fingers on Jeremy's cheek, and lightly put pressure on the hand to turn his head towards the front. Jeremy, not wanting to show his face at all, pushed Freddy's hand away and turned his frowny face away. Lastly, Jeremy crossed his arms to add to the attitude.

He looked angry. But why? "He's...pouting." Freddy reacted.

"Really?" Chica clarified.

"Yeah." Freddy replied.

"Then come on! Let's cheer him up!" Chica replied.

"Okay! Hey Jeremy: Do you like jokes?" Freddy asked.

Jeremy groaned in annoyance. He didn't mind jokes normally, but he grew to hate the childish jokes. They were told way too many times, like a song on replay. He was sick and tired of them. They got really annoying, especially when he got older. So, he answered:

"No. I don't like jokes." Jeremy replied with an attitude. Freddy's mouth opened in surprise. This man was like a grumpy old man. He's seen one or two of those in the last couple days. But this? This was new. This man had a bad attitude.

"Funny...We have a stubborn one. He doesn't like jokes." Chica reacted, lifting her finger up to Jeremy's neck. Jeremy kept his head frozen to the side, but softened his expression and turned his eyes towards the yellow finger in curiousity.

Without any warning, Chica fluttered the finger up and down, on Jeremy's exposed neck. Jeremy's body jumped and curled inwards to cover up the spot. A squeal left Jeremy's mouth before he began flailing his hands towards the finger's direction to stop it.

Freddy's eyelids opened wider. "He's ticklish!" Freddy declared excitedly. Freddy placed his hand onto Jeremy's ribcage, and began squeezing it. Jeremy's mouth morphed into a wobbly smile. The security guard bursted into giggles almost immediately, and attempted to remove the hand from his ribcage. But, the hand just wasn't budging. Jeremy was forced to take the tickling.

"Lehehehehet mehehehehe gohohohohoho! Ihihi nehehehed to wohohohohork!" Jeremy begged.

"But you ARE working! you're entertaining us now!" Freddy reacted. "Here: I'll hold his arms, and you try out his armpits. I heard they can be very ticklish." Freddy explained briefly. Chica nodded in agreement, and watched as Freddy lifted up his upper arms with an index finger on each side.

Jeremy's eyes widened to the side of saucers! He began protesting as much as possible. "No, please! L-look! I'm feeling a lot better! See? I don't need tickles!" Jeremy pleaded, putting on a fake smile to prove it. But, Chica was persistent! Chica began to poke and scratch at Jeremy's armpits with her curled index fingers. "I DOHOHON'T NEHEHEHEHEHEED TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!" Jeremy shouted before dissolving into long fits of laughter.

"I think you do!" Chica replied.

"Yeah! You were being a naughty little boy with a really bad attitude. I think you deserve some cheer-up tickles for that." Freddy added, unintentionally teasing him. Jeremy's laughter echoed throughout the entire room. And, it only got louder from there! Freddy decided to use his flexible thumbs to poke Jeremy's armpits as well.

Jeremy squealed and began to flail and kick his hanging feet as he cackled and laughed. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI'M TOOHOHOHOHO TIHIHIHICKLIHIHIHIHISH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He reacted.

"Fascinating! He's able to talk through his laughter!" Freddy reacted.

"OHOHOHOF COHOHOHOURSE IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN!" Jeremy yelled through his laughter.

"I wonder where else he's ticklish?" Chica asked, retreating her hands.

Freddy thought for a moment, "Oh! I know!" Freddy exclaimed before lifting Jeremy up higher. Freddy moved one of his hands back onto Jeremy's waist, and grabbed one of Jeremy's shoes with his other hand.

"What- What are you doing?" Jeremy yelled. Freddy removed the slip on shoe off of Jeremy's foot, and let it fall to the floor with a loud clap. "Hey! Put my shoe back!" Jeremy yelled.

"Here: Your turn to hold him." Freddy said, before throwing Jeremy old-granny style over to Chica.

Jeremy was NOT ready for that. No human should ever be ready for being thrown like that! It's impossible usually. But if it IS possible, It's always frowned upon for being inhumane! But, why should animatronics know that? Heck, animatronics shouldn't be able to move around at night! Yet, here they are, throwing and tickling a security guard in the middle of the night.

Chica caught Jeremy as carefully as she could, and held onto Jeremy at the hips. Then, Freddy walked himself over to the two of them and lifted up Jeremy's socked foot. Just to check, Freddy fluttered a finger on Jeremy's arch for a couple seconds. Jeremy squealed and let out a few giggles. That confirmed everything! So, to get as much fun out of the moment as possible, Freddy removed Jeremy's black sock to reveal Jeremy's bare foot.

Freddy took a few moments to just stare at the bare foot. "That's what your feet look like?" Freddy asked as he poked and wiggled his finger on the bottom of his foot.

Jeremy began laughing almost immediately. "Yehehehehes! Nohohow stahahahahap ihihihihit!" Jeremy replied, shaking his head and messing up his hair.

"No way! I just started!" Freddy complained before adding a second wiggly finger to the foot.

"NOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHIT'S COHOHOHOHOLD! IHIHI DOHOHOHON'T LIHIHIHIHIKE IHIHIHIT!" the security guard shouted.

Freddy tilted his head. "You don't like my cold fingers?" Freddy clarified.

"IHIHIHIT'S COHOHOHOHOLD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Jeremy reacted.

"Oh. Well I'm sorry, but I can't help that! You're gonna have to sit tight and get used to my cold, fat fingers." Freddy teased. Jeremy just groaned through his laughter, as he continued squirming and wiggling in Chica's grasp. How was this actually happening right now?! Was one of the animatronics seriously tickling his foot in the middle of the night?! How did his night even come to this?! Jeremy couldn't even remember! He was too distracted by the cold, ticklish plastic at the bottom of his feet.

All of a sudden, everything went quiet...Freddy's fingers stopped tickling so they could hear properly. In a moment of silence, a faint sound could be heard in the distance. Somewhere in the room, a quiet music box tune could be heard, twinkling in the background. It sounded similar to the century-old tune, Pop goes the Weasel...But suddenly...the music box stopped, and the clicking sound of a closing door could be heard, before pure silence...

Jeremy gasped in horror. THE MUSIC BOX! MARIONETTE! HE'S ESCAPED THE MUSIC BOX! Jeremy attempted to yell out loud, to get someone's attention. But, Chica had moved her index finger up to Jeremy's mouth and covered it quickly.

"He's coming." Freddy said. Jeremy whimpered in pure paranoia. Was he gonna die? Was the marionette gonna kill him? Was the camera going to record is very last moments? Were people gonna watch the camera to figure out how he died?...Would they blame his death on bad decisions? What would happen to his body?! WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN?! JEREMY DEMANDED TO KNOW!

A sound managed to knock Jeremy out of his anxious rambling. That sound was no footstep...it was the sound of a garbage can falling in the very room they were in. Jeremy's eyes widened. Marionette was getting closer! No! NO! NOOO!

This is it...he's gonna die...He's gonna be found in a few hours, ripped apart on the floor...He could guarantee it.

There, standing in front of them, was a tall, thin animatronic with a white mask, lipstick and purple stripes down the eyes. The animatronic doll's sleeves and leggings were striped black and white, and the doll's chest had 3 little buttons sewn onto it.

"Hi Marionette! your narrow fingers would do quite nicely for what we're doing." Freddy explained.

Jeremy's eyes widened. Excuse me? Narrow fingers? Was...was Freddy inviting Marionette to tickle him? Jeremy didn't know how he felt about this...

The Puppet walked closer to the trio. He bent his lower arm up, and looked down at its 3, narrow fingers. He wiggled them up and down. Jeremy tensed up and looked away. He couldn't watch. The wiggly, narrow fingers were making him flustered and embarrassed. He couldn't dare imagine what those narrow fingers would feel like on his body...The fingers were thin like human fingers, but pointy on the end. Therefore: they were capable of strategy and precision...

Marionette walked closer and closer to Jeremy and stopped to look at him in the eyes. Jeremy just froze in place...afraid to move...Marionette looked at the guard, almost curiously. Marionette turned its head and just stared blankly into the guard. Then, the puppet looked down at the leg and the bare foot, and picked it up with its 3 fingers.

This animatronic isn't cold. It's covered in some kind of fur-like fabric. It's strange. But all the thoughts that had went through Jeremy's anxious mind, had been thrown away the moment its 3 fingers poked at his foot. Jeremy threw his head back and let out a loud squeal! Freddy and Chica's fingers were thick, allowing them to tickle more skin at one time! The thick fingers were also cold, which only increased the sensitivity!

But with Marionette's fingers...the tickling was SO MUCH WORSE! The thin-size of the fingers made it even more sensitive! The marionette didn't need any cold temperature to make it tickle worse! It had fur for THAT part...

"GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Jeremy shouted manically. Marionette didn't say anything. At least, not at first. It just scratched and scratched all over the entire arch.

Next, Marionette moved its fingers down to the circular heel! "STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHI'M GOHOHOHONNA DIHIHIHIHIE! IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES TOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH!" Jeremy begged through his endless laughter.

Marionette paused his fingers and lifted them away from the heel. The puppet looked up at the guard...and spoke in his small, female voice... "Seeing you powerless is like music to me." The puppet told him.

Jeremy just stared at the puppet in fear and anxiety. Instantaneously though, Jeremy's anxiety left his mind as he threw his head back and just HOWLED with new-found laughter. Marionette had found his secret little death spot: his toes. Specifically, under his toes. Marionette was scratching all 3 of their fingers underneath Jeremy's toes, making sure to give each and every toe lots of attention.

"NAHAHAHAT THE TOHOHOHOHOES! NAHAHAHAT MY SEHEHENSIHIHITIHIVE TOHOHOHOES! THEHEHEHEY'RE TOHOHOHOHOO TIHIHIHICKLIHIHISH FOHOHOHOR THIHIHIHIHIHIS!" Jeremy yelled desperately.

Marionette began scratching all 3 fingers left and right underneath Jeremy's toes.

"AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Jeremy laughed hysterically.

Then...Marionette did something only Satan himself would be capable of: Marionette pulled a couple of Jeremy's toes back, and began scratching the more exposed spaces underneath the deathly ticklish toes.

Jeremy was cackling like a mad man. The poor guy was losing energy rather quickly. His pushing and squirming had began to slow, and tears had started forming in his eyes. Not to be confused with tears of pain, of course. This wasn't painful for Jeremy. Though this kind of fighting presents itself with a few cons, It wasn't torturous either. It was...strangely playful. It sort of reminded Jeremy of the stories his friends would tell him, of the tickle fights they had with their siblings growing up. Some tickle fights were pure playfulness, other tickle fights were slightly torturous. But in the end, they still loved each other.

Was Jeremy beginning to like the animatronics? Not intimate of course, but...Was Jeremy beginning to appreciate the animatronics' tickling? Surely not! That's absurd!...unless...

Marionette finally lifted its fingers away from Jeremy's toes. Jeremy took full advantage of the break, sucking as much air into his lungs as he possibly can. It feels so good to be able to breath properly. His whole body was drenched in sweat, starting at his forehead and running down his lower back. He felt hot. He needed to cool down.

"I like you. You're fun." Freddy declared.

Chica turned Jeremy around, so she could see his face. "Are you okay?" Chica asked.

Jeremy giggled and kicked his feet in reaction. "I'm fine...I'm ohohokAHAhahahahay! HEHEHEhehehey!" Jeremy replied, suddenly bursting into even more joy-filled giggles. Chica tilted his head, puzzled. "Yohohohour hahahahands ahahare tihihihicklihihing mehehe!" Jeremy replied through his giggle fit.

Chica's beaked mouth opened. "I'm holding onto you. Why is this making you laugh?" Chica asked before tightening her grip on Jeremy's waist. Jeremy's eyes squeezed shut as more laughter just left his mouth through his toothy smile.

"Yohohohour squeeehehehehehezing myhyhy hihihihihihips! My hihihihips ahahahare tihihihicklihihish!" Jeremy explained.

"Wow! You're ticklish just about everywhere!" Freddy reacted. Marionette giggled alongside Jeremy as it watched the silliness take place.

"Oh Cohohohome ohohohon! IHIHIHI THOHOHOHOUGHT YOHOHOHOU WEHEHERE DOHOHONE!" Jeremy yelled as his laughter grew louder. Marionette had reached its fingers into Jeremy's armpit, and began scratching lightly.

"Your laugh is very fun to hear! I wanna hear more of it!" Freddy explained.

Jeremy gulped. He didn't really say yes right away, but he didn't want to say no either. He needed to think about it for a few seconds. The truth is, Jeremy didn't mind this. It eased his anxiety and made him grow less scared of the animatronics.

So, Jeremy gave them a nod to proceed. Then, Jeremy abrupted into brand new fits of laughter! How long was Jeremy gonna be like this? Who know? Jeremy didn't care. Not one bit...

[aroacemisha]

I had a pretty interesting dream, and I hope I'm not gonna forget it.

I don't know if the first part was the same dream or a separate one, but I'm gonna start with part two anyways.

At first I was just playing some version of FNaF on my phone, I think. It seemed to be FNaF 1, the menu screen was weird, but it was still Freddy on it, and for some reason there were already two stars there, as if I beat most of the game.

When I started playing, I ended up in Night 2 right away. The office was different, and for some reason, rather than seeing it on a screen, I was in the "office".

I don't remember if it became like that later on, but the "office" I remember was small, and was actually a train car. It was just one coupe, with doors on both sides, though strangely, I don't remember there being a table or a couch. I think I was just sitting on the floor.

Once the doors closed - or I closed them - the train, or just this one car, started moving. As I looked through the back window, I think I saw other trains on different railways. I took pictures on my phone too.

The train keeps moving, riding through some normal railways, and some weirder ones. We passed some normal-looking stations, but some were different, darker, I think. Thought there didn't seem to be any people even on the normal stations.

The railways were weird, with lots of strange turns and overlaps, but I eventually the train stopped. This is where the FNaF aspect of it comes back.

I don't get a call from Phone Guy, like it would've been in the games, or at least, it's not the same call. It's a little scary, as I'm not sure how this version of FNaF works, and I'm actually in it, rather than playing a game.

I think I closed the left door right away, remembering how Foxy works in the games. I didn't have any cameras though, so I had no way of knowing when he would come. I didn't know what was outside the car either, and I think it was dark there at first.

I don't think Foxy showed up at that point, though, so I may have opened the door. I don't quite remember, but I believe "Phone Guy" was explaining a little bit of the "game" to me. At least, there was a voice that sometimes talked out of nowhere, trying to give me advice.

Freddy didn't show up at all, not even at the end. It was just the other three. Surprisingly, Foxy was first to appear.

And strangely enough, he came from the right door. For some reason, I couldn't close it, so I had to run out of the "office" - train coupe, really - and loop around it to come back from the right side, as Foxy somewhat chased me. He was a little slow, but he looked different from the game, and he looked scarier.

When I came back, Foxy was waiting on the left side, and I think I managed to close the door on him. I don't remember exactly what happened afterwards.

But the right door was back. And then.. the left door broke. It fell off.

And when it did, I saw Foxy lying on the ground. From something Phone Guy/The Voice said a little later, it seems like Foxy ran out of battery. I think The Voice said something about Foxy being on 40-something percent later.

Now I had to deal with Bonnie and Chica, who looked different from the normal ones as well. I could not do it the conventional way, though, since one coupe door was broken.

When one of both of them showed up on the right, I simply closed the door on them. But when they showed up on the left, I had to go out the right side and try to lure them away.

I was hiding from them outside the coupe. It was lighter now. There was a lot of stuff lying around, including a long rectangle of things, lying in front of the train car.

I was running around that, and I was told by The Voice to especially avoid Chica. Something about how she "takes your soul quicker than others", or something of that sort. It was about souls, for sure.

I managed to run around a little bit, and close the right coupe door once, locking them out, though I was always looking back at the left door, worrying that one of them would come from there.

I think I eventually had to leave the coupe, and I was told to hide in the area. It seems like there was a bed nearby, as I curled up and hid under a white blanket. Weird choice, I know, I don't get why I thought that would work either.

I was found very quickly, but when they found me - I think it was the animatronics who did - while they pressed on my back a little bit with their hands, they let me go, and either they or The Voice told me to go find a better hiding spot. They gave me 40 seconds, if I remember correctly.

I ran around looking for a place to hide, and I think that's when the train car started moving again, and Bonnie and Chica seemed to gave just disappeared. The long and light rectangle that was in front of the train before either disappeared or turned out to be part of the train.

I got on the roof, and another person was there, a guy I think. He was trying to stand up at first, but I lied down, so I wouldn't get hit when the train goes into a tunnel. The guy seems to have just disappeared later, or maybe he just got off.

The train was longer now, seemingly a full train - or at least a chain of weird coupe cars, like the one I was in.

Once it came out of the tunnel, I saw quite a few people there. It was a train station, and I think there was an apartment complex? Or just a place people could live in? And if I recall correctly, only one person was an adult, the rest, I think, were teenagers. And I think they were all dressed up like princesses, or something along those lines.

I think there were multiple different places like that on the train's way. Camps, perhaps? Or was it a magical place for people to escape reality for a bit?

I got off the train's roof and walked around the place. I don't recall where exactly I went. But I remember a random girl crying and saying she doesn't want to go back home.

I think there was something about how she feels unloved by her parents? Something along those lines. But she was supposed to go back home, so someone was comforting her.

Either after that, or after the next paragraph, a bunch of people were leaving on the train, or perhaps a different train, and they were happily singing. I don't remember what song, exactly, but it sounded familiar. It could've been "Love Train".

Then I was involved in some fighting, though I was hiding in a corner, and I think I recall holding a heart-shaped locket in my hand. It could've been a different dream, though, I'm not sure.

I woke up soon after that. I'm not sure what this was, and what was the resolution. But I remembered it well enough. And this is yet another dream I have with trains.

[official-michael-afton]

Made a tier list of FNaF media!!! Not counting the activity book or the security survival log because those don’t really add anything, they’re just neat activities or summaries of game info

I explained the choices under the cut, equal parts personal bias and objective opinion, so if you think differently then hey, good on ya!

Going down to up XD

F

The Silver Eyes Graphic Novel: Do I even need to explain this one? Rushed art with countless mistakes, horrid coloring, samey designs, the important scenes come off as bland and even goofy instead of impactful. It’s clear Pinky wasn’t used to drawing humans, the colorist had no idea what they were doing, and no one on the team made a graphic novel before. It’s laughable how bad this was XD

E

The Fourth Closet: Does anyone really know what happened at the end? I... really don’t like what they did with Charlie in this one. I don’t like how William was able to get out of his Springtrap- it was SUPPOSED to trap him, and yet he just... is out of it... I think the whole thing with Baby being like this hot clown girl instead of what she is in Sister Location is very... ... it exists... Tbh I respect the bold direction it took, but I honestly felt it was too much of a stretch and just didn’t work.

D

FNaF AR, Special Delivery: Not bad! The character models and voice acting is where the game shines most. Other than that, there isn’t really much substantial to the game other than some lore with Vanny/Ness and Luis. The gameplay can get frustrating sometimes(I cant collect remnant, read my mail, or even work on my own animatronics without DING DONG SOMEONES HERE every 5 seconds), and all you do is spin in a circle until you get glitchy, look away if they get glitchy, or zap them when they run at you. Some people probably love this game and good on them for that, but I find myself not touching it for weeks at a time.

Freddy In Space 2: GREAT game for charity, great art, great music! ... That’s all it has going for it, though. It was clear that this was a quickly made game designed to be beaten in one sitting, and it did exactly what it needed to do! Other than being amazing how it was for charity, the game doesn’t have that much going for it(except introducing Lolzhax aka BEST ROBO), so overall not bad but also did almost nothing outside of being for the Charity Livestream XD

Fazbear Frights, Into The Pit: Again, not bad! A nice collection of short stories, almost like goofy campfire horror you’d tell to kids... like goosebumps! I felt each story was REALLY lacking in some areas, but I liked the general idea they were going for. That being said, they’re moreso neat scary stories with the name FNaF attached than anything else(except maybe the first of the three). It hints that they have an overarching plot that will be covered in future books, but as of right now, I feel no one’s missing out by not reading them.

C

FNaF 3: A satisfying end to the original trilogy story! Purple Guy gets justice, everything gets tied together with a neat bow, and the first arc in the series comes to an end. Also Springtrap, aka my favorite. This game is riddled with neat 8-bit minigames and bits of lore, but the gameplay itself is where I find it not as good as the S A and B tiers. The new setup with the system reboots are def really interesting, but other than that, each night is just... the same thing but harder. Most other games introduce different characters on different difficulties per night, but since Springtrap is the only deadly one, it’s just... him more aggressive each night and systems failing more often. Makes the gameplay pretty repetitive and frustrating after Night 3 or so.

FNaF 4: The beginning of what I like to call the Afton saga(4, SL, FFPS, UCN)! This is when the lore began to get REALLY good... and also really confusing. Props for it taking such a bold direction by taking place in a child’s bedroom instead of in an office with cameras, its a neat change of pace! That being said, the gameplay can get frustrating and there’s a high learning curve for needing to listen to each sound the anmatronics make. Also lore wise... there really isn’t much! Just mainly focuses on what happened to this poor kid. Also the box still being a loose end... yeah.

The Twisted Ones: I enjoyed this one! It had a very interesting direction that kinda kept me guessing on what was going on, and this is when Scott really started nailing in the foreshadowing for the reveal in TFC. The Twisted animatronics are SO cool, and the introduction of those little alteration chips provided new context to games like 4 and SL! That being said, I don’t remember it being... that memorable? I also didn’t like how Charlie’s and John’s relationship was... so awkward... It was neat, but honestly nothing to really go crazy over, in my opinion.

B

The Silver Eyes: Honestly, I adored this book when I read it back in 2016, before Sister Location happened. At the time I wasn’t trying to connect it to any lore, so it was really great just to see a sort of retelling of the FNaF story. A lot of people complained about how long it was... I might agree if I reread it but tbh it never bothered me before. It was delightfully creepy, yet had a simple plot and wasn’t NEARLY as out there as TTO and TFC. Especially TFC. I felt this book didnt need 2 sequels and would’ve been just fine on its own, but whatcha gonna do. Carlton is forever my fav, and it’s the first time we really learn about Henry AND it was the first time we got a name for our Purple Guy: William Afton!

Sister Location: I like this one for just how bold of a game it was. I’m also including SL’s Custom Night wrapped into this package. Jam packed with lore, our first (main) game with VOICE ACTING, and honestly the humor has no right being as good as it is. I love how this not only expanded on the crying child from 4′s story, but also gives us so much Elizabeth and Michael content. The gameplay has a lot of unbalanced features and feels a little too over the place at times, but I appreciate where it was going with it!

FNaF World: ... This one is pure personal bias. A lot of people don’t like it. I adore it. Honestly I love the cute overworld, I love beating up enemies as my favorite animatronics, I love the horror, nihilism, and lore shoved into this game alongside SO MUCH humor. Update 2 was nothing short of an absolute delight and... wait, no!!! FNaF World had our first voice acting!!! So many endings and nods to other games Scott’s made, a cool scene with Desk Man/Henry and Baby, just... muah. Good content. Also Scott 57 <3

A

Ultimate Custom Night: Name a better way to end the Afton Saga, I’ll wait. It’s so obvious how much time, thought, and care went into this one. I love how the game rewards you with funny cutscenes the higher scores you get, and I just! So much voice acting! I love how each preset- no, each character has their own moves so every time you do a certain mode, you need to learn to manage them all and get a good strategy. I like how it’s way more strategy and skill than the RNG that many previous games had. Also, Scott!!! You managed to put this into the LORE by making it William’s hell, MUAH, couldnt have done it better!!!

FNaF 2: This one might have bias for being the peak of the fandom, but it was one of the greatest times to be in that fandom. Freaking out over the trailers, theories galore, prequel vs sequel, and just... so good. 1 didn’t have much plot, 2 DID. 2 had more mechanics and strategy to it than 1, and gave us over twice as many characters! We finally got a “face” to our killer, Mr. Purple Man, and how could I ever complain about more Phone Guy~? This one also introduced the 8-bit minigames, which became a HUGE staple for the series! Perfect expansion of the first!

Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria Simulator: The PERFECT blend of old and new gameplay. The salvage scenes are intense, the nights had a great balancing mechanic of juggling doing tasks while also avoiding animatronics, multiple endings, and a neat tycoon segment to give the player a breather... but with LORE!!! Midnight Motorist is easily one of the best tracks in the series. Also has a GREAT canonical ending, when(with paired with UCN), ties the plots of 1-6 SO nicely with a neat bow. 

S

FNaF 1: Okay. From a personal and gameplay standpoint, I was going to put this much lower. Like B or C. That being said... this has to go in S. Yes, it has the least lore and arguably the worst gameplay(too much RNG for 4/20 mode), but this was the game. I can’t even exaggerate when I say just how much FNaF changed not only the gaming community, but especially the horror and indie communities. So many names got big from this: Markiplier, Dawko, Game Theory, The Living Tombstone, DA Games, SCOTT HIMSELF, just to name a few!!! And to think, this was originally going to be Scott’s last game! FNaF changed gaming HISTORY, and I think that alone makes this title deserving of S.

FNaF VR, Help Wanted: Okay, personal bias time, but I truly think VR deserves this S. Seeing Glitchtrap for the first time incited a panic in me that I hadn’t felt since FNaF 1 and 2. You get FNaF 1-4 in one, all in VR, WONDERFUL character models that you can WATCH MOVE!!! SO many minigames and fun challenges to play, so many neat knickknacks to collect, the Halloween update is FANTASTIC. The introduction of some great characters, such as: Glitchtrap, Vanny, Tape Girl, Dreadbear, Grim Foxy, etc!!! There’s also just- something so nice about being able to see every office and the pizzeria in 3D spaces where you can look around! Just from a gameplay and environment standpoint, this was an AMAZING addition and deserves the S.

... Thanks for listening to me ramble XD If you disagree... then good for you! I won’t fight anyone on this, I’m aware that this is a lot of personal bias. But if you made it this far... thanks for hearing me ramble!!!!

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#5

Just saw an interesting discussion between @twinanimatronics and @crazedauthor here about the various jobs that people give Y/Ns in the Daycare Attendant fandom for FNAF Security Breach, and the reasoning behind them. It got me thinking about various scenarios and jobs that Y/Ns could have that, while not the “typical” ones, would still give them job-related reasons to interact with Sun and Moon on a regular basis.

…As well as some very AU scenarios where Y/N might not be entirely “human,” but might still find themselves hanging around.

And some scenarios are better for shipping purposes than others.

I’ll go ahead and put them under a readmore since I ended up thinking of… quite a lot them.

They are all up for grabs in case anyone wants to use them, though if they do end inspiring someone (whether via art or writing), then please @ me so I can take a look?

“Normal” jobs for Y/Ns

1. Remember when Michelle Obama did that thing with nutrition and school lunches? What if the Pizzaplex was also forced to make changes in the meals they serve the daycare attendants (or were just trying to jump on some health craze bandwagon and wanted to use the daycare kids to test some things out since they would basically be a captive audience) and Y/N was a chef or nutritionist hired specifically for the daycare?

2. A not-quite-OSHA person Fazbear’s hired to ensure that the bare minimum in safety standards is attained so that they don’t get in trouble with actual OSHA. They pay special attention to the daycare because parents are more likely to make safety complaints there (and also possibly because the daycare attendants secretly and deliberately break things/put in comments or complaints so that they have an excuse to see Y/N basically every day/night)

3. Random temp agency worker Y/N who keeps getting called to the Pizzaplex, especially after management noticed the positive effect they have on the daycare attendant. But they don’t actually want to give them a full-time position or anything, because then it would mean actually giving them benefits. And we all know how much Fazbear’s hates doing stuff like that.

4. Some sort or artist or designer who was called in to do some redecorating after the Pizzaplex suffered some major fire damage. One of the areas they were told to focus on is the daycare, so they end up spending a lot of time with Sun and Moon. More specifically—at the start, they basically see Sun and Moon as their actual “clients,” (since while Fazbear’s might be the one signing the paycheck, Sun and Moon are the ones who are going to be seeing the art every single day), so they want to make sure they paint something the two of them enjoy, and that they get their input when they can.

(And then even after the paint job is done—whether or not they’re the ones actually doing the painting—they stay on to do things like design promotional materials, flyers, etc. that would star the glamrocks and other animatronics—so they end up spending a lot of time “observing them for modelling purposes”)

5. Some random visitor who just got dragged into the daycare one day while Fazbear’s was trying to find a handler that Sun/Moon wouldn’t maim or otherwise scare off/whichever guard or employee was stationed there that day thought it was their break time or something because Y/N happened to be wearing a shirt that was either the same color or had a similar design to an actual employee’s shirt, and they were too meek/embarrassed/didn’t get the chance to clear up the confusion.

Either they then get hired for real (partially to stave off a potential lawsuit, partially because for some reason Sun and Moon actually liked them/Moon was put off his menacing game by the hilarity of the situation once he figured out what had happened that management just assumed it all worked out and Moon finds the situation funny enough to continue tolerating it), or it just keeps happening repeatedly (because, idk, Y/N is colorblind and doesn’t realize it or just doesn’t understand that the reason they keep getting pulled in is due to their outfits) until they pretty much basically are just an unpaid employee at that point and no one takes notice until, like, tax season or something when the paperwork isn’t matching up. Only then would someone would think to offer them an actual job.

(Hopefully including some amount of back pay and/or refunds for all the entry fees they paid to actually get into the pizzaplex—though that's unlikely, since this is Fazbear’s we’re talking about. Probably they’d just give a hush-money payout) (Also let’s assume that Sun and Moon don’t attack Y/N on sight for being an unauthorized adult in the daycare—this could probably be accomplished via a combination of them actually being in the customer database, since they would have paid an entry fee, and then the act of getting dragged/tossed in by an actual employee or management would put them under the “authorized” section and Sun and Moon would just assume that their being placed in the customer database was just some sort of glitch)

6. Similar to the above, Y/N is the identical twin to an actual employee (possibly one who has gone missing under mysterious circumstances…?) and Sun and Moon’s facial recognition programming gets them confused for their sibling. Then they find Y/N charming or interesting enough that they just don’t bother actually fixing this and/or just manually authorize them to be there.

7. Sort of similar to number 4, except this time Y/N is a musician/composer who was hired to update the music around the Pizzaplex and give the daycare more than one song to play. Again, Y/N wants Sun and Moon’s input since they are the ones who would be listening to the music all the time.

8. A student (possibly even a teenager, if we wanted to go the platonic friendship route) who needs to do community service as part of a civics class or something (like what we had to do in my high school) and chose the daycare. Or possibly an actual student teacher who is doing their required teaching hours at the daycare

9. A children’s book author who periodically comes to the daycare to volunteer so that they can make sure that their material stays relevant to their target audience and basically use the kids as a test audience. Possibly they also were or will get commissioned by Fazbear’s to write children’s stories about Sun, Moon, and the Glamrocks to act as further promotional material

10. Y/N is one of those people who are handlers for dogs and other therapy animals who regularly visits hospital patients and participates in those events where animals get taken to libraries so kids can read to them, thus practicing their own speaking and reading skills. The Pizzaplex regularly hires them to bring their pet/various animals to the daycare kids.

“Supernatural” explanations for Y/Ns continued presence in the daycare

1. Y/N is some form of grim reaper/psychopomp intern whose higher ups assigned them to basically watch Fazbear’s Entertainment as a whole because for some reason (*cough* William Afton messing around with forces he shouldn’t be messing around with—like remnant and glitchtrap possession nonsense *cough*) this industry generates a lot of weird paperwork, and even though it seems to have stopped in recent times (thanks to Gregory being the little menace that he is), they don’t want it happening again. But, also, it isn’t a very “prestigious” position, so they basically threw it to the new person—aka Y/N.

The daycare ends up fascinating them, because they normally aren’t in a position to be able to see people—and especially not children—just getting to happily enjoy living their lives. Usually when they come into contact with children, it is due to understandably sad or distressing circumstances. So this is a nice change of pace for them. …And, also, depending on who or what was actually causing those people to go missing, they might be curious about Sun and Moon for… other reasons.

Cue misunderstandings about the actual job of a grim reaper/psycopomp on Sun and Moon’s part as well as discussions about whether or not AI have “souls,” and “can a robot ever actually die,” the standard waxing philosophical that happens in these kinds of stories. And also probably Sun and Moon hating Y/N at the beginning for either the aforementioned misunderstandings about their actual job, or just plain them not being able to kick the unauthorized (in their minds) vaguely-adult person out of their daycare. Whether or not anyone else can see them is up for debate/the author’s discretion—whether this is because Y/N is actively hiding their presence from others, or if it is some sort of natural defense mechanism or whatever that Sun and Moon (and other animatronics) end up bypassing because they technically aren’t “humans”.

2. Y/N is a Borrower who lives in the Pizzaplex. A couple of possible scenarios here—like, they might come out and greet Sun and Moon directly because their non-human status grants them a loophole in the “don’t be seen by humans” rule. Or, for more angst, their family is gone—presumed (and most likely actually are) dead because the scouts who got sent out to search for a better location to live in the Pizzaplex/outside never came back. The reason they decided to find a better place to live? Sun and Moon are just that good at cleaning that the Borrowers couldn’t even find a single crumb to use as a food source, and the nearest pantry got a better door/lock that they couldn’t get in. Also, the tiny Music Man living in the vents will catch and kill them if they try and use that as a system to get around.

So an initial meeting between Y/N and Sun and Moon would probably involve Y/N deciding to utilize that loophole regarding species to come out and basically beg them for help—whether just to get them to use their giant height and long strides/the security wire to help Y/N travel a longer distance in a way shorter amount of time or to ask for some food because they are literally on the brink of starvation.

3. Y/N is some random ghost who, surprisingly enough, did not get killed due to anything Afton-related, but was still drawn to the Pizzaplex due to the aura of murder/some weird reaction to remnant and just decided to hang out there. Not even as a vengeful spirit or anything—they were basically just bored, and then Sun and Moon caught their attention. Possibly because it’s fun to troll them since they can’t actually kick Y/N out or effectively ban them for being an “unauthorized adult.” Also because the kids like their ghostly shenanigans.

4. Y/N is some sort of “imaginary friend” or “guardian spirit of the daycare” thing brought to life by a mix or weird remnant shenanigans and the power of the children’s imaginations/love and positive feelings for the daycare over a long period of time. They’re tied to the Daycare (at least at first), and it might actually be a situation where Sun and Moon are the ones to introduce them to the concept of the “outside world” (as limited as their own reach is), rather than the usual reverse.

5. A little similar to the above—except Y/N is specifically a beloved toy brought to life Velveteen Rabbit-style.

6. Y/N is a random cat/bird/dog/lizard who somehow found their way into the daycare and ends up basically becoming its mascot by the end. Possibly they were wild, possibly they were brought in specifically as a type of “class pet” scenario to help teach the kids about responsibility.

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120 notes - Posted September 3, 2022

#4

I do have to wonder in a Danny Phantom and My Hero Academia crossover what Danny and Nedzu’s relationship would be like.

Like. Sure, Danny becoming a half ghost was an accident, but a lot of his fears and the threats he sustains afterwards involve deliberate lab experiments--which is something Nedzu is unfortunately familiar with. Would he feel a sort of kinship with Danny? Or at least try his best to allay those fears?

How would he feel about the whole cloning incident?

Also, I feel like, in general, Danny wouldn’t be all that weirded out by mutation quirks, considering how varied ghosts can be. Possibly he might be intrigued by all the color variations, since he is more used to seeing purples, blues, and greens, but I feel like that’s about it. 

He would probably be annoyed by the lack of advancements into the space program, though, since it seems like the dawn of quirks put a stop to that.

124 notes - Posted January 13, 2022

#3

Another thing about Sun apparently being a theater kid: This definitely explains why one of the bribes he tried on Gregory when he went behind the security desk was a puppet show.

Like. I thought that was a little weird that was his go-to activity (and presumably the glitter glue and googly eyes was so that Gregory could create his own hand puppets or something?), since it seems something like candy or drawing or playing a game would make for a quicker distraction--and then maybe he could segue into some sort of more involved activity once he'd caught Gregory's attention.

But Sun resorting to a fallback like that, something he knows for sure he is good at (at least as far as Fazbear's standards go, since I imagine that a lot of the plays he would put on probably involved product placement of some sort. And likely Moon played a "Hamburglar" role or something) and which is comfortingly familiar, makes a ton more sense.

And also explains why the theater is still considered part of the daycare--they just built it as an offshoot, probably so they wouldn't have to fiddle as much with his permissions as far as movement restrictions went.

124 notes - Posted November 22, 2022

#2

I feel like Lance Thunder has the capacity to be an extremely terrifying ghost. He already comes pre-loaded with the obsession of being a weatherman, especially since he never seems to actually get to do his actual job and is instead forced to report on ghosts. I'm betting that would leave some major rage and unfinished business.

314 notes - Posted June 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

What if the Lazarus pits, in addition to being the equivalent of ghost alcohol, were actually the literal remnants of Pariah Dark's "wine cellar"?

Imagine one day Ra's al Ghul goes to check on the pits and finds one of those skeleton ghost things from Reign Storm blocking the entrance because it's tied to Pariah, and him being awake for Reign Storm means that he and the other weird skeleton ghost things are back to doing their assigned duties--and this guy happened to be the guard for the "wine cellar."

So Ra's and his buddies try and fail to get rid of the guy, only for him to poof away as soon as Pariah gets shoved back in his coffin.

They think they are victorious/pass the incident off as "weird pit nonsense"... and then are thrown for a loop four or so years down the line when Danny ascends the throne and the "wine cellar" gets new, even more terrifying guards whose radius for protecting the cellar is even wider since the new king is under the drinking age--for both his human and especially his ghost halves.

Also probably there's some sort of shenanigans where the ghost of a relative of Alfred is assigned the duty of head butler for the Keep and Danny's new properties and arrives with the intent of hiring someone to be in charge of the "cellar" specifically, since Danny is more into delegation of tasks than his predecessor. Cue a horde of ghosts with sommelier obsessions descending on Gotham, all vying for the position.

(Alternatively, the Fright Knight or someone just goes to Alfred directly to ask him to do the interviews for the sommelier ghosts because his status as The Best Butler Ever is so legendary that it is known even in the Infinite Realms, and since they can't get their king the actual best--since Alfred is still alive and even as a ghost would be utterly devoted to his family over all else, even his monarch--getting someone vetted by The Best Butler Ever will at least give their king the Second-Best Ever when it comes to all things sommelier.)

1,547 notes - Posted August 28, 2022

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