#five nights at freddy's fanfic

[redskull199987]

Hey, can you do more Mike Schmidt x reader? i liked a lot the last storie that you made of him ^^

Hold on to your Life by Love

Mike Schmidt x fem!reader Request

Word Count:1.5k

Warnings:some blood and injuries, but it’s canon typical violence, BIG fluff follows, Like really big fluff, Movie spoilers

Summary:After the events at the Pizza-Plex, you finally get to enjoy a slow moring together with your boyfriend…

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It was hard to keep your eyes open. You blinked rapidly, trying to stand back up, but your body was aching. Blood trickled down your chin and onto your Shirt. With a grunt, you pressed a hand onto the wound on your side, where the damn cupcake had bitten you. You slowly looked up, your eyes focusing on Mike's unconscious body a few Meters in front of you. Abby was sitting beside him, tears in her eyes, while she tried to shake him awake. Her head shot up, as she realized that you were crawling towards them.

“Abby..”, You uttered under your breath, reaching your hand out for the little girl,”The drawings…you n-need to show them…”

With the little strength you had left, you finally reached the two of them. Abby hastily grabbed your arm, pulling you closer to her and Mike.

“You gotta show them..”, you repeated quietly. Abby gave you a firm nod before you saw her taking off to rip an old sign off of a Vending Machine. She quickly found a pencil and started drawing away. 

You eventually tore your eyes away from her, over to Vanessa. She had tried to fend off Afton as long as possible, but he had her backed against a wall. Only now you saw the knife still stuck in Vanessa’s stomach. A visible gasp left your lips, as Afton pulled it out forcefully and Vanessa fell to the ground.

A chill ran down your spine and fear struck your body, as Afton turned around, a creepy smile on his face. He looked way too happy, considering that he had just stabbed his own daughter. He was about to make his way over to you and Mike, who finally seemed to wake up again. But all your attention was caught by Abby, who seemingly finished her drawing and was about to pin it on the wall. Afton could only watch in horror how she ripped the previous picture off and pinned her own onto the wall. It showed a yellow Bunny with a knife in hand, attacking and killing the children.

A few seconds of silence arose, before the entire building started shaking, like an earthquake had struck it. The lights started flickering violently and you saw that the Animatronics all turned their heads towards Afton.

“Abby?!”, You yelled and the little girl promptly came running towards you,”Help Mike to stand up.”She quickly nodded and helped her older brother to his feet, while you snuck over to Vanessa. Ignoring your own wounds, You took hold of her arm and pulled her to her feet. You saw that she was slipping in and out of consciousness.

“Come on, Vanessa. Don’t die on me.”, You mumbled while you carried her towards the Exit, where Mike and Abby were already waiting. A few seconds later, the four of you slumped to the ground in front of the Pizza-Plex, which was completely crashing down at the moment. If you had been a few seconds slower, you would be laying under all of that rubble right now.

It took you a bit to tear your eyes away from the building. Only now, you noticed that your entire shirt and hands were soaked in blood…Vanessa’s blood.

“Mike..”, You mumbled, looking up to your boyfriend,”Please tell me that your phone is still working.”

The penetrative noise of your alarm slowly made its way into your brain, as you lazily opened your eyes. You raised a hand to quickly push some buttons on the clock, effectively shutting it up. The few seconds of silence that followed, were like music to your ears. But then, a groan next to you pulled you back into reality. You felt a shuffling under the sheets and soon enough, big warm hands wandered over your body, taking a hold of your waist and pulling you closer.

A smile spread over your face, as you felt Mike nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck, while he tangled his legs with yours.

“Hey there, sleepyhead.”, you chuckled, your hand now gently running through Mike’s hair. He only hummed in delight, choosing to spend a few more minutes in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's presence.

“We should visit Vanessa in the Hospital today.”, You proposed, looking down at your boyfriend. Only now, he finally opened his eyes, searching for your own. When he found them, he gave you a smile and a firm nod, before leaning up to softly kiss your temple:”Sounds good.”

“Just a few more minutes..”, You mumbled, closing your eyes again. 

You tried to concentrate on Mike’s hands, holding you close. His warmth, that was invading you. You put your entire focus on him, trying not to think of what you had dreamt about. Or rather, the memories that came back to you in your dream.

The horrific night at the Pizza-Plex. Mike’s unconscious Body, Vanessa’s blood on your hands. You tried not to think about it too much, but the fact that Vanessa was still in the Hospital and hadn’t woken up yet, made you incredibly nervous. What if she didn’t wake up again? What if it was your fault? That she gave her life to save you and you could do nothing to repay her.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

The sound of Mike’s raspy voice successfully pulled you out of your spiraling thoughts and you looked back down at him. Almost immediately, a smile appeared on your lips, as you saw his face.

“Oh you know, just what we should eat for Dinner today.”, You joked,”Do you think Abby will want Spaghetti again?”

Mike chuckled upon hearing your thoughts. He slightly parted from you, propping his head up on his arm:”She probably can’t decide again.”

“Probably."...", Mike smiled. He lifted a hand to gently push a strand of hair out of your face. You followed the movement of his hand, until it rested against your cheek. Only then, you looked up into his eyes. And what you saw almost made you tear up. Mike looked at you with so much passion and adoration, it made your heart clench.

“I love you.”, he mumbled, after a few seconds of silence, where you just looked at each other.

You couldn’t help yourself, Almost instantly, after those three words left his lips, you leaned forward, kissing him passionately. The two of you tumbled over, Mike now beneath you, while you sat on top of his hips. With a mutual chuckle, the two of you parted again. Your hands now rested on top of his chest and you could feel his heart beating rapidly. 

Mike only looked at you for a second, before he gently grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand towards his lips to leave some delicate kisses on your skin.

You felt heat rising to your cheeks and you quickly looked away. But you couldn’t hide the grin on your face. It was so undeniably obvious how much you were in love with Mike. And he knew it.

“Let’s get up to make breakfast.”, Mike said with a smirk. He knew what he did to you, but he was at least kind enough to not say it out loud.

You nodded at his proposal and slowly lifted yourself from him, but before you could react, Mike grabbed your other hand, pushing you down on the bed, so that your roles were reversed now, with him on top of you. 

“Got you”, Mike grinned, pinning your hands down on the sheets above you. You only gave him a playful huff, trying to free yourself, but his legs on either side of your hips didn’t leave any room for moving around.

“You know, there is a way to free yourself.”, Mike said, not able to hide the grin on his lips.

“And what would that be?”, You asked, faking to be not interested.

Mike quickly leaned down, whispering into your ear:”A kiss.”

A shiver ran down your spine, as he looked at you again. His eyes moved to your lips and he gave you a questioning look, like he was asking for permission. You nodded, almost unnoticeable. But Mike did in fact, notice it and it didn’t take him very long to connect your lips in a tender kiss. This one was different. It was oozing with emotions and both of you poured everything that you had into it.

When you parted a few moments later, the two of you were panting against each other's lips, enjoying the aftereffects of the kiss.

“Let’s get up now, hm?”, You mumbled, gently stroking Mike’s cheek to pull him out of his haze. He gave you a small nod and slowly stood up, pulling you along with him.

“Do you think Abby is awake already?”, You asked curiously, while the two of you started to get dressed.

Mike only chuckled at your question:”I’m betting on it.”

“Sure.”, You smirked,”Whoever loses, has to buy dinner.”

“Deal”, Mike smiled.

Secretly, you knew that you would lose. But it made your heart bloom with joy, when you saw the expression on Mike’s face when he realized he won. You’d pay a million meals, if it meant you could keep seeing his smile.

[wishfullyeternal]

William Afton x Reader Pt 2

A/N- As promised, part two is here! Still working on it, and really I have no idea how it's going to end up. Leaning towards nsfw just because (lol) but open to any and all suggestions, and you can leave requests as well! Y'all are awesome :)

Words- 2,642

Warnings- Mentions of murder, general violence, language

    You went to bed without any problems, and the next day arose a little before your alarm. You hated that. You could never fall back asleep. You wondered about nothing in particular for the next few minutes, trying to muster to urge to finally get out of bed. You looked over to your uniform. It was a starched white shirt, a white tie with tiny multicolored triangles all over it, and a bright red vest. You would get your name tag soon, as the employee handbook stated, and you stared further at the two pins that were stuck on the vest. One said Let’s Eat! In the style of Chica’s bib, the other was a picture of Bonnie the Bunny playing the guitar.

     Bunny?

     Eerily similar to the one in the picture in William’s office. Just purple instead of yellow.

     Why would William close down the diner, make entirely new animatronics, and abandon the yellow bunny?

     You sighed, shaking your head to rid yourself of confusion, before finally rising out of bed. You quickly got ready, and went out the door to your second day at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria, a magical place where fantasy and fun come to life.

     This time, when arriving at the door, William himself greeted you, and asked for you in his office.

     God, what did I do now?

     You were fully prepared to get fired. There was no way this could be something good, you followed him back, mind racing. He led you to the office and sat down, you doing the same. He noticed your bewildered expression.

     “Oh don’t worry, it’s nothing bad,” He said, waving his hand dismissively. Before giving you a chance to respond, he quickly began to speak, almost urgently, but not quite.

     “I’m afraid my security guard has quit unexpectedly, effective immediately. The pizzeria needs a temporary security guard until we can hire a new one, which doesn’t take long. Would you be willing to fill in until we find one?”

     He pauses, rubbing his greyed goatee before continuing,

     “The hours aren’t very good, and generally the pay would be the same, I might be able to give a few hours of overtime because of the urgency, but we just really need a body there at night.”

     You were utterly confused, and it showed on your face.

     Why in the hell is William asking me to guard the Pizzeria when I’ve only been here two days? Why wouldn’t Barbara, or the other workers be asked first? Have they said no? Is there something I should know?

     “Why me?” You ask bluntly, William seemed to anticipate this question and answered quickly.

     “It’s easy, and we could train you for both positions at the same time, so you could cover for both. It would be more useful to the company that way.” You barely knew anything about your current position, only how the prize corner worked, so it wouldn’t make sense to immediately start me somewhere else. Let alone at a completely different time. William seemed to feel your confusion and spoke again.

     “I wouldn’t normally train you this way, but it’s very important we have someone here at night. You can come back at around midnight tonight, and it’s only until six AM.” William seemed genuinely desperate, so you agreed. You began to leave his office, wanting to go back home and catch some z’s before going back to the Pizzeria, but asked quickly,

     “What happened to your Diner from before, Fredbear’s Family Diner?”

     William stopped what he was doing and looked up at you, eyes squinted slightly, like he was trying to read your expression, like he was trying to gauge how much you knew. You pointed to the picture. He grabbed it off the shelf and smiled at it.

     “Fredbear’s Family Diner… You’re quite observant. It was closed down about five years ago due to electrical issues, and we rebranded to be a little more with the times, diners were considered outdated by that point.”

     That didn’t explain the bunny.

     “What about the bunny? Why isn’t he here?” William moved his jaw, thinking for a second before responding.

     “We retired those animatronics and replaced them with more high-tech ones, absent from spring-lock mechanisms entirely.” William put the picture back up and thanked you for taking the security guard shift. You went home and slept until around ten p.m.

     You arrived at the Pizzeria again and shut off your car, shivering in the cold. William was waiting for you at the door, and scolded you for not bringing a jacket. He then led you down the same hallway his office was, but instead went into another room further back. This room was a bit bigger, although still cramped, but had another door to lead you to the other section of the building, it was a nice shortcut for getting through both hallways in the back. The front wall had a big poster of all the animatronics, and a few drawings tacked on the wall made by various children. The floor was checkered, and noticeably more dirty and unkempt than the same floor up front. There were identical light switches at both opposite doors, a red button, and a white button. The top red one was labeled DOOR and the bottom white was labeled LIGHT respectively.

     “Thank you for coming, just make sure to watch the cameras and make sure no one gets in…” William seemed like he was going to add something, but rethought.

     “There’s a cassette tape in the recorder if you’d like to listen to it, it might explain the job better. I’ve got to go, but if there’s an emergency you can speed dial me at the front telephone.” William left the room, and you were left in the dark. Almost literally. There was a single light on the ceiling, angled towards the front wall. There were also backlights on the door and light buttons, illuminating them slightly. Those were the only sources of light in the entire room. You flipped through the cameras, looking at the empty Pizzeria. Then you popped in the cassette tape and played it.

     Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay? Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. Okay. So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free-roaming mode at night. Uh... Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long.

     The tape ended abruptly. The animatronics move at night? You took it out of the recorder and looked at the date on the side, it was from around five years ago, when this place would have first opened. You were a little bit on edge and did not want any of them inside your office, or anywhere near you to be honest. Who knows what they would be capable of? You checked the cameras again, and Bonnie had moved.

     Bonnie had moved.

     "Fuck." You said, staring at the camera.

Why in the hell didn't William tell me about this?

That was an easy question to answer, if he had told you, you wouldn't have taken the job. That much was true. You clicked through the cameras again and made sure none of the other animatronics had moved. You sighed when you realized that they were all in their respective places.

The hours went by slowly, but none of the animatronics moved except Bonnie, and Bonnie hadn't come near your door. Once the clock struck six, and Bonnie had moved back to his respective place on the stage, you walked briskly (or rather, sprinted) to the door, and were met face-to-face with the one and only William Afton. You sneered at him. At this point, you were covered in sweat, and your eyes were bloodshot, you had been terrified the entire night.

"Why didn't you tell me they moved!" You said through gritted teeth. William smiled that same gentle goddamn smile.

"Would you have taken the job if I had?" You pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed.

"I quit, effective immediately." You said, taking off your vest and handing it to him. You could tell he was expecting this, so he gently gave it back to you.

"Listen, I've got a new security guard lined up to start tomorrow. If you do tonight, I'll pay you double overtime."

Double overtime? That was way more than you had ever gotten paid in your life...And for only six hours of work. You could really use the money.

Like really use the money. William's eyes grew big, and you could see that he genuinely wanted you to stay.

"I really like you, and I think you have the potential to be a wonderful manager at Freddy Fazbear's. If you do this for me, I promise I will lead you to that position...And," He added

"That pays salary," He smiles again and puts his hand on my shoulder, his eyes meeting mine.

"Please?" He asked, you wanted to run far away in the other direction. In fact, you wanted nothing to do with this goddamn Pizzeria at all.

But money was tight. Rent was due in a few days. There was no way your landlord was going to accept another I don't have it.

So you nodded. The tiniest nod. William looked absolutely elated.

"Thank you so much! I cannot express how much I appreciate this," His smile grew, and he patted you on the back.

"Listen, kid, I won't forget this favor, and if you ever need anything from me, let me know." He winked at you before going towards the Pizzeria, you stopped him.

"Is there anything I should know about the animatronics before I go?" Your hands were still slightly shaking from the fear you had just experienced, and William chuckled.

"Bonnie tends to be the most aggressive and will move around a lot. Chica likes to make noise in the kitchen before she appears in the hallway, and Freddy probably won't move around a lot, but I would still keep an eye on him." He furrows his brows before adding,

"Keep the camera on Foxy, or else he'll come running. Literally." You cocked your head, confused, but William had already gone through the door, and you were left watching the sun rise over the building.

What did this all mean?

How did he know about their behaviors? How do they move at night? Are they trying to hurt me?

More importantly.

What was William hiding?

It was obvious he was hiding something. You walked to your car and tried to fit the puzzle pieces together.

He opened up Fredbear's Family Diner, then had to close it because of electrical issues. Why not just solve the electrical issues? Why did he rebrand and make new animatronics? What was wrong with the other ones? Why is there so much turnover in the security guard position? Why did the animatronics move at night? Why, why, why...

There was no way you were going to sleep. So instead of going back home, you drove to the library and waited two entire hours until the older lady at the front unlocked the doors. It took everything in you not to run in the doors. You walked in, not paying attention to anything that was going on, and beelined straight to the newspaper article section. You ran your finger along the white metal shelf, and quickly read through the years.

1980, 1981, 1982, 1983, 1984...

Aha! You almost yelled out, but stopped yourself. This was a library, and you needed to stay civil. Although you were pretty sure that went out the window when you basically ran to the newspaper section. You shuffled through every individual day, until something caught your eye.

Man, you had good luck.

Fredbear's Family Diner Closes, Five Children Missing

You ripped the newspaper from the shelf, eyes scanning over the entire front page. William Afton was on the front, and a large Grand Opening sign was hung on the building. He looked younger... He looked different. His eyes were different.

You read the page.

Five children missing after party at Fredbear's Family Diner. At around 3 pm Saturday morning, ten children attended the birthday party of [REDACTED] and mysteriously went missing. Owner was questioned and has since refused to make a statement. State-wide searches are beginning, and the public is urged to stay vigilant- continued on page 45.

The next page was covered completely with full-color pictures of the five children, all outlined in a red frame with the text HAVE YOU SEEN ME? printed on the top.

You turned to page 43 and turned once more to 46.

46?

A page was missing. You could see where it had been carefully ripped out. Someone wanted to keep this under wraps.

William had to have a part in the disappearance of those five children. You rubbed your finger over the ragged edge inside the newspaper and thought as hard as you could. There was so much you knew, but so much that was left unknown. You bit your lip and put the newspaper back, looking through the others, but finding no other information on Fredbear's Family Diner.

What was going on?

You thought you were going crazy. Maybe the kids just ran away and got hurt in the woods or something. Maybe someone kidnapped them outside the diner. Maybe the children went missing on their way to the party.

You knew they hadn't, a horrible feeling began to eat its way through the bottom of your stomach. You tried to reevaluate the information in your head, to make some sense of it.

Fredbear's Family Diner opens, then five children attend a birthday party and mysteriously go missing during it, then Fredbear's closes not a week after. William stated it closed because of "electrical issues", and Barbara also said "electrical issues", but there was no mention of electrical issues when reading the article. William was questioned but stayed silent, what was he hiding? There was also a page missing from the newspaper, who took it out? Did William not want you to find something? Why did he still keep a picture of Fredbear's Family Diner in his office then?

You left the library, got in your car, and went home. You had to stop thinking about this. You were way too into your psyche. You needed a good meal and a long nap.

So that's exactly what you did. Once eating, and waking from the nap, your brain was clearer, although the images of the five children never left your brain. Something about them seemed familiar like you had seen them before, but you hadn't moved here until about a year ago, and there was no way you would have heard about them, nor seen them. In fact, although you didn’t talk to many people in town, there was no mention of the kids anywhere. Which was exceptionally strange. How could five children go missing and just be forgotten about?

You shook your head yet again and got into your car. Turning the ignition and leaving for the Pizzeria. You were determined to figure out this mystery, and this time you were much more confident in your abilities to keep the free-roaming animatronics at bay. I mean, how hard could it be? They were just robots.

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[etfrin]

Guys~

I have this draft rotting in my Google Docs. It was a Vennesa x Mike x You threesome, i am never gonna finish it so want it posted here??

Like i will probably tweak it a bit but want it here??

here's a sneak peek (unedited)

[sslushppup]

~MIKE SCHMIDT X READER~ COMFORT

Summary: Mike’s having a hard time. He breaks down and you comfort him

You’ve known Mike for quite some time. You live across the block from him and were pleasantly surprised when he rang your doorbell one night. He asked if you could babysit his sister Abby for him since he has a new job and can’t leave his sister alone at home. 

    “But…uhm– it’s nights. I work a night shift now, 12 to 6,” he said, looking down at the ground. He was pretty sure that you wouldn’t agree to do it now. 

    “No problem! I’m sure I can stay up for a few hours, I’ll just sleep when I get home!” you tell him and smile at him. 

    “Oh, okay! Th-that’s great! Thank you.” You’ve probably never seen him happier. 

He asks you if you can start the same day, and says he would like it if you could be there at 10 P.M., so you could help him clean up after Abby’s gone to sleep. 

You happily agree and wave him goodbye. Mike sends you an awkward half-smile and stumbles slightly as he trips on a small pebble. You laugh to yourself and close the door.

You slump your head on the door for a second, a blush makes its way to your cheeks at the awkward boy. 

~♡~

It’s been a while since Mike left. Abby woke up once and came to the living room, asking for a drink and a bedtime story.

    “Mike didn't read me one tonight, can you do it for him?” She put on the cutest face she’s ever seen and smiled at you cutely. 

    “How could I say no to that cute face, Abby!” You bring her to her room and read her her favorite story. She falls asleep in no time, and you put the covers over her shoulders and kiss her forehead softly. Muttering a soft goodbye, you close the door and sit down on the couch. 

The soft noises from the TV put you to sleep in no time. Late-night TV does its wonders, huh?

You wake up when your legs are lifted and put on a….a pair of legs? you sit up confused and look around, your gaze landing on an exhausted and sighing Mike. 

    “Hey…you’re back. Sorry, I fell asleep,” you say and sit up. Mike doesn’t look at you, his fingers massaging his temples, he sighs once more and looks at you with tired eyes. 

    “Are you okay, Mikey?” you ask softly and use the nickname you made for him back in elementary school, hoping it’ll cheer him up a bit. 

    “Just tired. I’m gonna take a shower,” he mumbles and stands up. You stand up as well and walk after him, grabbing him softly by the arm.

    “Are you sure you’re okay? Have you eaten yet?” You’re concerned for him. He hasn’t been himself in a while. Things are getting to him; his sister drawing the whole day, their aunt wanting custody of Abby, the nightshifts, it’s all getting too much for him. But there’s that one light at the end of the tunnel, you. 

He nods, not looking at you. He doesn’t want you to be worried about him, but he knows that’s already too late. He turns around slowly and looks at you. 

    “I- I don’t know,” he says, and all his emotions come out. You react quickly and embrace him tightly. You whisper sweet nothings and comforting words to him. You hug him tight and rub his back. He grips your shirt tightly and cries into your shoulder. 

After a few minutes, he calmed down and stopped gripping you so tightly – not that you minded of course. He softly apologizes and gives you a sad smile. You cup his cheeks with your hands and softly rub your thumbs over them. 

    “Don’t worry, Mikey…It’s all okay. You just needed to get it out. Don’t worry, I’m here for you anytime you need to talk, vent, or cry, anything…” you smile at him softly and lean in. 

    “Is this okay?” You ask softly and glance down at his lips. He nods and leans in too. His breath falls softly against your face and you close the gap between the two of you. 

The kiss is soft and gentle, everything you ever wished for. You waited so long and your dream finally came true. His hands come to rest at your waist, smiling into the kiss. 

You both softly back up, breathing a little harder. He smiles widely.

    “I’ve been wanting to do that for so long…I’m sorry I worried you.”

You shake your head, “No, don’t apologize. It’s okay. Do you feel a little better now?”

He nods and squeezes the side of your waist, he lets go – reluctantly – and tells you he’s going to have a shower now. He says you can go home. And you do so, even though you don’t want to leave him. You grab your stuff, close the front door, and ride home. You get home and close the door. And as you slump your head against the door again, a blush makes its way onto your cheeks. Just like the day before…

[teacupfullofstars]

Pouring out my writing process and tropes thoughts.

Hands of God, a FNAF movie based AU, is about William Afton making the odd decision of saving a woman's life. As she trains to be a Dr, they become lovers and partners in crime. The story gets its name from the metaphor of their relationship. They are the hands of God, one to take life and one to give. Though they both come to do both of those things.

Writing my FNAF AU is so odd because I have two main characters but no protagonist, really. Obviously, we all know Will's deal he's not a good man. So I matched him with someone who is also not okay. Basically, I usually write a main OC who is quite good, but this time, I'm in new territory with Jane having an insane moral compass. She starts dating Will, knowing he's an active serial killer, eventually marring him. She lies to cover for William's crimes straight up gaslights people for him. She specifically states when she's in med school that she she wants to be a trauma surgeon not to save people but because she's fascinated with how much damage can happen to the human body and it still lives and more importantly how to put it back together. (Due to past trauma more on that later). She eventually straight kills some people to protect Will and their family. If he turns up with blood on him, it turns her on. She's basically the biggest freak I've ever written, and I'm pouring all my impulsive and dirty thoughts into her.

That being said, this is a consensual, age appropriate relationship that does not relish in abuse. Nor is this a Will abusing his family fic I put that out there cause people think that "ruins" Will. But personally, I think loves his family but will destroy anyone else, Will is the best. Jane and William are horrible people, but they adore each other and their children and treat each other will.

Writing is happening, but I have a habit of being slow. Tumblr will be sort of a diary of my WIP until I am able to post.

I suspect my audience will be small, but I really feel like I need to put this story out.

Enjoy the ride, I guess lol.

[gothimothi]

I just posted the very first chapter of a project I've bene working on for nearly two years, and I'm very very proud of it, please go check it out!

Please go read if you'd like to see michael and william beat each other up in the woods as a father son bonding experience.

[serenefig]

Title: An Eye for an Eye (and a Tooth for a Tooth)

Status: Complete

Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy’s

Rating: T

Warnings: Major Character Death, mention of child death

Tags: The Five Missing Children (Five Nights at Freddy's), Cassidy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Jeremy | Missing Child, Fritz | Missing Child, Gabriel | Missing Child, Susie (Five Nights at Freddy's), Night Guards (Five Nights at Freddy's), Horror, Tragedy, mention of child death, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Game Over, Video Game Mechanics, Dialogue Light, Set During Game: Five Nights at Freddy's 1 (2014), Pre-Game: Five Nights at Freddy's 1 (2014), the timeline is up to interpretation, Character Study

Wordcount: 1117

Summary:

An eye for an eye (and a tooth for a tooth).

Idiom: Said to show that you believe if someone does something wrong, that person should be punished by having the same thing done to them.

The missing children were killed. It's only fair they return the favor.

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Perhaps it wasn’t fair, or right, but not all of the night guards were hunted. Most nights the kids just existed. Aware, but not within their metal prisons. Their minds drifting and barely present as their bodies performed the same routine day in and day out. Slumbering until, inevitably, someone came along who just so happened to remind them of their murderer and awaken their rage.

Maybe it was a patron’s voice? Cold enough to be mistaken for the last words they heard alive: “Stop squirming” or “shut up.” Maybe it was the way a tired parent began the arduous process of dragging their child home after a long day of play. Or maybe it was the build of a new night guard, who only needed a job at the one place that was constantly hiring. It wasn’t fair to the night guards, no, but when was death ever fair?

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[circuscraz]

New Fanfic Sun and Moon x reader!

Hey everyone! I am working on a new fanfic at the moment. I have two chapters so far at the release of this post. I will keep you guys updated. 

Shout out to @kaleidoscopek9 @kattramen for the inspiration for this new fanfic. Find my repost on kaleidoscope9 if you want to know what the fanfic is about. Or don’t and be surprised! 

To the people that might want to know about this fanfic based on your response from the original post. 

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I already have permission to write this story btw so don’t worry :3. Also, if you are interested in this fanfic or someone else might be repost this and @ them so they know. Or your can share lol. 

(Yes I went through and found you all from the post that were talking about fanfics or reader inserts lol.)

[killingbill]

And We Danced (William Afton x Ballora NSFW)

He approaches it gingerly, a furrow in his brow as he frowns down at the currently deactivated robot. Void of sentience, and never having been powered on. He takes a long time to study her perpetually closed eyes, her sweet smiling face and long eyelashes. He even brings the pads of his fingers up to run them along her pale shell, and over the cracks of her flexible face between a pointed nose. Something profound aching in his heart that causes his lips to twitch into something resembling a sad smile.

(TLDR; William defiles his own creation. I'm not, nor will I ever be sorry).

Words: 2,933 tw; dubious consent, inanimate objects, human/animatronic, human/inanimate object, male solo, dolls, & dubious morality. archive of our own link.

He’s sick. He knows this, and it cements itself from the moment he finds himself lingering in a half turn at the shapely legs that hang fluidly from his workbench. 

In hindsight, perhaps he should have known from the moment he’d diverted his original plans, and decided to give Ballora a few… additional features . Features he’d told himself were for practical reasons, such as depositing certain fluids that might build up from a live extraction. Even if Ballora wasn’t intended for that purpose initially, as her bust is far too small to collect anything more than an infant or a toddler.. 

He approaches it gingerly, a furrow in his brow as he frowns down at the currently deactivated robot. This one void of sentience, as a result of having never been powered on.

He takes a long time to study her perpetually closed eyes, her sweet smiling face and long eyelashes. He even brings the pads of his fingers up to run them along her pale shell, and over the cracks of her flexible face between a pointed nose. Something profound aching in his heart that causes his lips to twitch into something resembling a sad smile. 

The smile of a man who in his best moments, forgets he’s divorced. Thinks briefly in the midst of his work at times, that this is something that his wife would like to see. Or perhaps even in his hours of downtime, few and far between. Hearing a joke that he knew she would laugh at, only to look around at the empty space and realize that he is alone. 

William exhales shakily . His fingers slowly migrate from the robot’s face, down lower… 

They fall to her chest-plate, and his eyes quickly follow along. His breath is already uneven, and he finds that he feels a strain in his throat at the tail end of each exhale. 

His lips have quickly become void of any semblance of a smile, as they are unconsciously held open in his attempts to keep the weakness of shuddering from his own ears. The notion of his premature excitement only working to raise the engineer’s blood pressure. 

He swallows and wets his lips. His large hand forming naturally around the womanly curves he’d given this robot. Who had that been for? Proportions, he’d argue. However no child nor adult alike would care if there were small, rounded breasts on their ballerina performer. Not breasts, he reminds himself with a clench of his jaw. It was simply a chest that allowed for more fluid torso movement, like a barbie doll would possess. The sort that are more flexible than their counterparts. 

He really is in a fragile state if he’s arguing with himself over semantics. He swipes a thumb over one of the circular, purple embellishments on her chest. Positioned between her legs, as her coils of endoskeleton drape delicately. In a state of perpetual bliss. 

If I leave her like this, she’d never know what kind of man I am. 

His cock twitches when Will's chin raises to look at her smile again. His hand moving down to slide along her upper chest to the side of her shell, as he runs his curved palm over the slope of the ballerina's waist. Slightly narrowed eyes once again trailing over the mapped out path. 

His wrist is tickled by the fabric of her skirt. “Shit.” Will grits through clenched teeth, wincing while he looks down at his hand. Fingers on the opposite limb curling with more inconsequential force, while remaining upon the robot’s chest plate. Disgusted by himself at the moment. 

His eyes flicker back up to her face, and a growl rips from his throat. Both hands coming from Ballora to fly into his rapidly graying, brunette hair. Pushing it from his face with his teeth bearing in a soft rumble. 

That’s it, he decides. If I’m going to do this, I’m going to bloody well do it now. No more pussy-footing around, Afton.

His fingers fly to his waist as William untucks his purple shirt from the waist of his trousers with one hand, and wrenches open his belt with the other. The movements lined with scowls and urgent clinking noises fill the closed air. 

His belt falls open to allow the buckle to clatter softly against the dancer’s structure. Instinctually, his hand coils around the shaft with a curse. 

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[ghost-of-gears]

Ghost Blinking -- FNAF Fanfic

Heya Tumblr! I heard this place was good for sharing fanfiction, so thought I'd give it a shot and post a link to a FNAF fic I wrote recently. It's available on both AO3 and Wattpad, so feel free to visit either dependent on your formatting preferences :)

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SUMMARY:

A brief moment steeped in memory. A father and son, face-to-face for the first time in over three decades.

After years of following his father's trail throughout the various Freddy Fazbear locations, Michael Afton finally encounters the man himself, imprisoned by rot and felt yet as active and intimidating as ever. Caught in a staring contest he didn't bargain for, Michael is forced to consider his past, his personhood, and what it means to have been raised by a monster.

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[redskull199987]

MIKE SCHMIDT!!?!?!?!

FNAF MOVIE ATE SO HARD okay but what about Mike Schmidt (aka Josh my childhood crush frfr) x eeader who was his childhood friend and despite her being obviously in love with him he never realized because of Geretts death his job problems and Abby so he always took everything for a "friendly gesture" (even though Abby told him multiple times and the overfriendliness duh) and one day after that one girl (the babysitter girl, something with M, forgot her name) didn't come he finally called her to babysit Abby which made her mad happy, and when she arrives before he leaves they maybe have a small romantic interaction which gets (sadly) interrupted by Abby by accident so he awkwardly leaves after that to work? This would be kind of a cliff hanger but I have this perfectly pictured in mind and I need someone to write this down, so please 🤞🏻 Thanks a lot, love you!!!

Waiting for Her

Mike Schmidt x fem!reader Request

Word Count:1.8k

Warnings:nothing basically, maybe a bit of anxiety on the readers side, but apart from that, it’s fluff, Movie spoilers obviously

Summary:You hadn’t seen your childhood friend Mike in years. And you certainly didn’t expect to see him anytime soon again. But what you didn’t plan on was him calling you to ask if you could babysit his little sister. And how could you say no to the man who was your first ever crush…

Masterlist

You didn’t plan on going out again today. Strictly speaking, you were actually about to go to sleep, since you had a long day at work and all you wanted to do was to fall into the comfort of your bed.

But right, as you entered your bedroom to get ready for the night, you heard your phone ringing from the hallway. Your brows furrowed in confusion, as you didn’t know who in the world would be calling at such ungodly hours.

You glanced at the clock on your wall once more, it was already 11pm, before you made your way towards your phone. Your suspicions only rose, as you didn’t recognize the number. But against all odds, you decided to answer.

“Hello?”, you asked gingerly, your voice slightly shaking.

Your Paranoia quickly dissolved into nothingness, as the Person on the other Side of the Line quickly answered:”Y/N? This is Mike, Mike Schmidt.”

“Mike?”, You wondered,”As much as I enjoy hearing from you again, why are you calling me in the middle of the Night?”

“If it were possible? My usual Babysitter didn’t show up and I can’t leave Abby alone.”, he tried to explain.

“Uh, this is kinda out of nowhere, but I was wondering if you could babysit my little sister?”, he asked, the slight Embarrassment in his voice painfully obvious.

To say that you were taken aback by his question would’ve been an understatement:”Like right now?”

Your mind was reassembling a hurricane for a minute, as your thoughts were racing towards every possible answer that You could give him. Were you tired and wanted to sleep? Of course, you were. But you also wanted to help out Mike, he was your childhood best friend after all. Even if you didn’t see each other in quite a while. After his little Brother died, he distanced himself from you more and more. You didn’t judge him, he was mourning after all, but you couldn’t deny the pang in your heart every time you thought back to him.

“So?”, Mike inquired after you didn’t answer,”Do you think it would be possible?”

You didn’t give yourself enough time to think it over once more. It seemed like you answered on autopilot:”Ehm, sure. Just tell me your address and I’ll come over.”

Mike quickly thanked you and gave you his address, you scribbled it down on a small Post-it-Note, before hanging up. You could only stare at your phone in silence. What the hell did you just agree on? Were you truly ready to see Mike again? What would he think if he saw you? Surely, you had changed quite a bit since you last saw him. And even more important, how did he look now? What was going on in his life? 

Since you were to babysit his little Sister, you thought that he was probably taking care of her. Where were his Parents? Did they die? Was Mike really raising his little sister on his own? Or did he have someone? A Partner potentially?

Your eyes widened. What if he did have a Partner? Not that it was any of your business, but you didn’t forget how much of a Crush you had on him back then. But he was your best friend, so you didn’t say anything.

And then you grew apart.

You quickly shook your head, trying not to overthink it too much. You looked back at your phone and realized in horror, that You had been standing there in the Hallway for ten minutes, just staring to the ground.

“Oh Shit!”, You mumbled to yourself and quickly jogged back to your room to throw on a pair of Jeans and grab your jacket. With your keys in one hand and your Phone in the other, You made your way out of your Apartment and towards your car. You took one last deep breath in and looked back to your Home, before finally starting the car and driving to the Address, Mike had given you.

With your hands slightly shaking, You knocked on the Door of an inconspicuous Apartment. You could see Lights coming from the inside and a Car was parked in Front, so You knew someone was Home. You just hoped that it was the right address and that you didn’t accidentally scare some People by randomly knocking on their Door.

But as the Door swiftly opened, you presumed that your assumptions were unnecessary. In front of you, stood a tall young Man with curly Brown hair. He was wearing a Security west over his Hoodie, it even had a small Badge pinned to it. He may have looked different, but Eyes were the same. You were sure that you would recognize his Eyes in every other Universe. And it were exactly those eyes that were staring at you in disbelief right now.

“Mike?”, You finally said, a smile now lacing your lips. All Anxiety aside, you were just happy to see him again. The Boy you had seen everyday when You were a kid had now grown into a man. And a pretty handsome one on top of that.

“Y-Yeah, it’s me.”, Mike mumbled, running a hand through his hair,”You…You look really pretty.”

You felt heat rising to your cheeks and you quickly looked to the ground, the smile on your face only growing bigger.

“I missed you.”, You finally said,”Mind if I ask for a Hug?”

Mike only shook his head, already stepping closer to you, slinging his arms around your waist. As his warmth engulfed you, you realized once more how much you had missed him, so You made sure to give him an extra-large squeeze before the two of you parted.

Mike only looked at you, with what you thought was adoration, in his eyes, before he asked you inside.

“So, what have you been up to?, You asked, as you carefully glanced around his apartment. It wasn’t particularly big, but it looked cozy. You spotted a TV in front of a Sofa in the living room and directly following it was the small kitchen with a round table in the middle. You presumed that the hallway led to the bathroom and Abby’s and Mike’s Bedrooms.

“Oh you know, this and that. Mainly looking after my sister.”, Mike finally answered your question, as he grabbed his car keys from the living room and came back to you,”What about you?”

“Nothing too interesting.”, You smiled politely,”I work in a boring office and live in a boring Apartment and go to the same boring Mall now and then.”

“No Partner or something like that?”, Mike asked with furrowed Brows and you saw the regret on his face, as he realized that his question may have been a bit too straight forward.

But You only chuckled, trying to lighten the Mood:”No, I don’t have a Partner. Why?”

“Oh you k-know..”, he mumbled, looking to the Ground,”I thought, someone as pretty as you would have a Partner.”

You were quite sure that you must have looked dumbfounded as hell, but neither Mike nor you got any chance to say anything, as you saw a small Girl running down the Hallway, towards the two of You.

“Mike! I wanna come with You”, She quietly whined and grabbed his arm. Mike only gave you an apologetic look, before leaning down to her height:”Abby, we talked about this. You know, it’s too dangerous for you to come.”

Abby only pouted in response and now, her gaze finally fell onto you. Her big brown eyes inspected you from top to bottom:”Is that the Girl you always talk about?”

Now it was Mike’s turn to blush, as he swiftly rose to his feet again:”This is Y/N. She will look after you tonight. We were friends when we were about your age.”

“Oh, I feel honored.”, You chuckled,”Tell me, what do you wanna do tonight?”

You gave the small girl a warm smile, before also leaning down to her height, just as Mike had done it mere seconds ago.

“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, Abby”, You said and held your hand out for her to take it. She looked at it for a second, before gently grabbing and shaking it:”I like you.”

“Mike only lets me stay up until 12”, Abby pouted and glared at her older Brother.

You looked back and forth between them for a second. She really was a lot like her brother, you noted.

“I tell you something, come here.”, You motioned for her to step closer and as she did, You mumbled something into her ear, so that Mike couldn't hear it,”I’ll let you stay up as long as you like and I won’t tell Mike. It’ll be our little secret, okay?”

The Girl practically beamed at you and nodded eagerly, before taking off towards her room again. With a chuckle, you got back to your feet to accompany Mike to the door.

“Thanks again.”, Mike mumbled, opening the Door,”I’ll pay you as soon as I get my salary, I promise.”

“There’s no need for that, Mike”, You chuckled patting his shoulder. The Boy looked at You like You were his Lord and Saviour:”How can I repay you?”

“See you tomorrow then.”, you beamed and waved your hand at him, as he made his way towards his car. You looked after him for a minute, before you heard Abby calling out for you.

“You could…yk, Go out with me some time.”,You proposed shyly, looking to the Ground.

But much to your Favour, Mike gave you a smile and a nod:”I’d love to.”

You concluded that it was the right decision to answer Mike’s Call.

Bonus:

After a long and dreadful Night at the Pizza Plex, Mike finally arrived back home. He was ready to just fall into his bed and sleep through the entire day.

And as he stepped closer, he felt his heartbeat slightly pick up. There you were, huddled up on the Couch, but what he didn’t expect was that Abby was laying next to you. Or rather, on top of you. The two of You cuddled up together under the blanket, like a bunch of cats.

But his plans changed, as he stepped into the apartment. He was about to call out for you, when he spotted someone laying on the Couch in the Living Room.

A small smile made its way onto his face and he quickly stepped forward to adjust the blanket on the two of you, before quietly making his way towards his room. Mike decided that it was a good idea to call You up and ask for help.

[basilpaste]

Vanessa had spent… the last year or so of her life trying to pick up the pieces. Of what, exactly? What hadn’t it been? Honestly, that was almost an easier question. The pieces of Vanny, of her life, of Gregory’s. Of what was left of the Pizzaplex, of the mysteries lurking around the brand name. Cassie had been blinking in and out of consciousness since Eclipse and Roxy had found her. She knew that they weren’t doing better than she was, really. The only difference was that they weren’t… human. They were all falling apart.

just realized I never posted the first chapter of this fic, but im here to say that both chapters of this two chapter fic are out now!!!! please go read it, i am so proud of it!!!

[inimoo]

finding quotes from my fanfics are so funny

[sslushppup]

~MIKE SCHMIDT X READER~ THE BEACH

Summary: After Freddy’s, Mike gets a new job at a beach-side shop

It’s been three weeks since the incident at Freddy’s. Things are — for the most part — back to normal. Mike started his job search again and reluctantly agreed to start a job at a beach-side shop.

The second he stepped into the store, your eyes widened, a bounce made its way into your walk and you walked up to him and introduced yourself. Mike was a little overwhelmed by your behavior at first, but got used to it pretty quickly as you walked him through everything in the shop.

To tell the truth, Mike was interested in you; your happiness, your kindness, your work ethic….your beauty. He was in love with you, somehow, immediately from the start.

~♡~

A month later, you and Mike were closer than ever. You were still your happy, overexcited self, but Mike seemed to always complain. It was too hot, or too windy, and…

“The customers are complete shit and rude. They’re always complaining about everything I do.” You look at him and smile, “Hmmm…I think that’s more your mood, Mike.”

So you lead Mike out the shop, closing the shop temporarily, and take him for a walk on the beach. You two walk in silence, until Mike breaks it. He tells you…about his sister, his last job…his brother. He tells you about the fact that he despises the beach.

“It’s uhm… it’s not about you. If that’s what you think. I like..no, I love spending time with you. I mean I have never in my life once thought that working in a beach shop would be fun, but with you I…I hate the beach so fucking much…I hate the windy weather, or those annoying fucking dogs running loose..”

You laugh and sit down on the sand, looking out at the ocean. You look up at him and pat the spot next to you. Daring him to sit next to you on the sand he hates so much. Mike chuckles a little, pinching the sides of his nose before sitting down next to you. You take his hand in yours slowly, silently praying that he won’t be disgusted or pull away.

He doesn’t. In fact, he smiles widely to himself as you do so.

“You’re so fucking awesome, Mike. Oh my god, for a second I was scared you hated me or something, or that you hated this job. Y’know… a lot of people always think I’m too weird or overly excited. But no…of course you don’t… It’s the annoying dogs running loose and the windy weather that gets you running wild!”

You laugh again and shift so your body is facing him, smiling widely. Mike looks at you, and smiles in return. It’s silent as you stare at each other, the only sounds being the waves crashing and — ironically — loose dogs barking happily. You notice that you’re slowly starting to lean in, and Mike is doing the same. You look him in the eyes and lean forward more, closing the gap and kissing him like you’ve been wanting to do since the moment he walked into the shop.

Mike is surprised at first and doesn’t know what to do. This is only his second kiss…but somehow it feels like his first kiss. It feels even better than his first kiss. You’re his everything…

You pull back and breathe out, standing up slowly. You walk back to the shop after taking a quick glance at Mike. You smile softly and open the shop again, welcoming the first few customers that come in happily.

Mike sees you walk away but doesn’t follow you. It feels like he forgot how to walk, how to function. Your kiss took him off guard, he hadn’t been expecting that…no matter how much he had been wanting to kiss you. Mike smiles and looks back at the ocean, the waves calming his nerves and breathing down…

…Maybe the beach isn’t that bad…

[teacupfullofstars]

Looking around, I don't think I have much or an audience for my William Afton fic. What I've written is so tame compared to everything I see on here. The kinks in my story are pretty softcore, and I've made William very tender with his partner. Maybe it will be a just for me thing.