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[barleyo]

Just What I Needed. (1)

(Mike Schmidt X F! Reader)

A/N: Hey, guys! I normally don’t post my series on here, but I know that more people know me here than on my Ao3! While I would suggest just going to my Ao3 account to read this, this is here for anyone who would rather stay on Tumblr! This story is an on and off chapter set up, meaning that every other chapter with be about the reader’s past, rather than her present. Please enjoy!

Chapters: 1, 1.5, 2, 2.5, 3, 3.5, 4, 4.5, 5

“What’s your problem, Mike? Punching that guy right in front of his kid?” The counselor scratched the side of his head with his knuckles, looking at the report in his hand incredulously. “I mean, it’s like you don’t want my help, yet, here you are.”

Mike kept quiet, eyeing the stains on the old linoleum floor of the office.

“Mike?”

His head perked up in hearing his name. “Yeah?”

“Are you even listening?” the counselor pinched the bridge of his nose before tossing the paper to Mike. “Of course, you aren’t. What am I even saying?”

“No, I am listening, I promise. Mr. Raglan, just—just listen, okay? Any job. I’ll take any job, and I’ll keep it this time.”

“Are you sure? Because if you aren't, there are plenty of people out there who actually will. No matter how shitty it is,” he said, mumbling the last part quietly to himself.

“I will, you know I need this. I know I screwed up, but I can do it.”

A deep sigh rumbled in Mr. Raglan’s chest. “There is this one job.”

“Yeah? What is it? Like, janitorial?”

“Security. Pay’s bad, but hey, at least the hours are even worse.” Digging through his pocket, he picked out a business card and placed it face up on the table. “Twelve A.M. to six A.M. Think you can handle that?”

“I don’t work nights.”

“What happened to ‘any’ job?’”

Mike slouched back into his chair, thinking about the offer. He really did need the job. Nights may have been inconvenient, but not having a job at all would have been worse.

“When would I start?”

“Attaboy, Mikey,” Mr Raglan said. He wrote down the address and slid the card over. “Tonight should work. There’s no way you can lose this gig, just keep people out. Good thing is, there’s nobody there for you to punch.”

***

Mike pulled into the lot of Freddy’s, feeling the rough pavement bounce his car. Nobody had been in or out of the place in a while, but time had weathered the asphalt to a cracked, pale mess. The building’s outer lights were already on, but he thought nothing of it. Mr. Raglan had told him about the building’s aged wiring system, how lights would flicker on and off, and how the power would randomly shut down.

Slamming the door of his car, he walked up to the wire gate enveloping the door. He tried to pry at it to get it open before seeing the lock and pulling out the key he had been given.

“Jesus, this place is creepy,” he said quietly when he had finally entered. The lights on the inside were also on, but just dimmed enough for him to need to squint to see clearly.

Even in the dark, he could see how stained and cracked the linoleum floor was. Broken pieces of the floor chipped under his feet as he walked into the hallway. Turning the corner, he pushed the door of the office open.

He jolted back quickly, seeing a shadowed figure standing right in front of him. His brain could hardly process what he was seeing before his hand shot up, swinging quickly to make contact with the shadow’s face.

“Holy shit, I’m so sorry,” Mike blurted quickly when he saw the figure reel back into the monitor’s light, revealing a woman in a security jacket. She covered her nose with both hands, trying to stop the blood from flowing out of it and landing on the floor.

“What’s your problem, you ass?” she asked, her voice nasally as she squeezed her nostrils together.

[astoryshark]

How about a nightmare Freddy x fem reader where she is like a mother figure to the freddles, if you have the time of course!

Hi! This was not easy at all and it turned out to be more about the freddles than about Freddy ;; Hope you still like it!

Nightmare Freddy x f!reader that is like a mother for the little freddles

First: Congrats for surviving against this guy! I don't want to imagine how difficult it was to argue with him to let you live...

It all started when Nightmare Freddy began hunting you, the freddles being part of the nightly "adventure" too, of course.

As we all know, Freddy sends them out first to give a good scare. Having them roam around the room, hiding in the shadows and letting out their disturbing sounds.

You were terrified already, having a rough day behind you was not making this any easier. You locked the door of your apartment, you were 100% sure of that! So..what could this be? And..Why you?

The freddles had more fun than usual with this. Your room was full of interesting stuff, plushies, games and decor they had not seen before. After some time, they forgot why they were sent out in the first place.

You noticed the behavior of the "creatures" change, taking all your courage together, you turned on the flashlight of your phone to shine it right on them.

One of the little guys was just starting to play around with some action figures. There was no sound, the air could be cut with a knife because how I tense it was as you and the freddle looked each other in the eyes.

Then you screamed - this was the begging of a wonderful friendship motherhood!

You started to interact with all three of them more over time, getting close to them slowly.

The four of you started playing together, you read a book to them and even started out to give snacks around.

However, it took not long until you were face to face with Freddy Fazbear himself.

He looked not amused, not. at. all.

Your heart was beating so fast you were sure it would jump out of your chest any second. Body trembling like it was exposed to freezing temperatures.

Before the bear could make any move, the freddles were out and stood in front of you to act as protectors.

It turned out that they were already attached to you and declared you officially as their mum! Congrats!...?

This leaves Freddy out to be the dad of course

Getting closer to Freddy took a lot more time. He was not talking most of the time and when he did, it was always hard to adjust to his deep, robotic voice. After a while though, you started to think it was..attractive? Soothing? You had no idea how to express it

Taking care of the three little bears was aaalll about team work! This way, you and Freddy were forced to do things together and also communicate

Time was flying by and you noticed how the five of you growed together into a great family

[biggestxsimps]

Friends to Lovers

Michael Afton x Male Reader! 

A/N: Childhood best friends, just some fluffy kissing and confessions. Sorry it’s not the best, I whipped it up pretty fast.

Michael and Y/N had been best friends since they were kids. They did everything together, from playing video games to exploring the woods behind their houses. They were always there for each other, through thick and thin. But as they both grew older, they started to see each other in a new light.

One night, the two males decided to catch up with one another and go out to a local diner nearby for tea. They talked and laughed for hours, reminiscing about the old times and speaking about what was going on in their lives. As they headed back to Y/N’s house, they could feel some strange tension between them both.

The pitch black night sky was lit up with thousands of stars, a cool summer breeze could be felt, and the sound of nothing but Y/N’s and Michael’s footsteps hitting against the pavement as they walked in silence, enjoying each other’s company.

“The stars look absolutely sensational…” The brunette whispered softly, looking up at the sky before glancing over at Y/N. 

Y/N didn’t say a word, just admiring Michaels’s facial features fondly. He smiled, nodding slightly in response. “I agree, it's a lovely night..” 

After a few moments, Y/N looked away back in front of them as they approached his house. He grabbed his keys, opened the door, and shut it behind Michael. “Make yourself at home..” he hummed.

Afton looked at him, giving a small nod as he fidgeted with his hands slightly.

“Michael?” Y/n asked.

“Yeah?” he replied, avoiding eye contact.

“Tell me, what's bothering you? You’ve been fidgeting this whole time. You can tell me anything.” 

Michael sighed softly, looking back at the other with a soft, love-filled gaze. “Promise?” he asked once more.

“I promise.” Y/N reassured him once again, a warm smile appearing on his lips.

It took Michael a bit before he finally managed to compose a sentence. “Y/N, I cherish our friendship, I really do. But lately, these last few years…my feelings have grown into something more. I must admit, you're the only person who manages to make me feel like this. The warmth you bring every time you're around me is insanely hypnotic.” He confessed, expressing how he felt about Y/N.

Y/N listened to him, his face contorting into a happy expression as he reached over, cupping the other’s cheeks gently. “I feel the same way, Michael. I love you so much, I’m glad you’ve confessed to me.” he spoke softly,

Michael watched as the other got closer, his cheeks heating up slightly as he leaned against Y/N’s touch. Without another word, he leaned forward slightly and pressed his lips against Y/N’s softly, his eyes filled with a mix of adoration and vulnerability. And Y/N, feeling a surge of emotions too strong to ignore. 

In that quiet moment, the world faded away, leaving only the sweetness of their connection. The bond they held together for years blossomed into something much more deeper and meaningful.

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 2

[circuscraz]

A new chapter is out for The Marriage Certificate. Things are getting good!

The Marriage Certificate (Sun and Moon x Reader) - Stupid Gator (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1365798534-the-marriage-certificate-sun-and-moon-x-reader?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=CircusCraz&wp_originator=VyPLJs4cEzFZNTmn5WCJwkXAnaL8aQM88xNlMhqsPwTyYzMflR8Ggo97sO5fyRXZHPiHr8Sz%2BQQ2ZEgwSDI2zSXUsqmTr1aNp%2B4gz9QSX5P41aSy5QVbxDhD0ROMtU6Q Your life was a wreck but you were working towards making it better. And thanks to some new friends, that happen to be robots, your life was improving. Little did you know however one of your new friends was going to lead you on a rollercoaster of a ride. New friends, drama, romance, the works! What will happen next? Thanks to @kaleidoscopek9 and @kattramen on tumblr for the prompt for this. The link to the original post starting it all is here: https://at.tumblr.com/circuscraz/hold-up-i-was-gonna-do-a-prompt-similar-to-this/5ungzq2vorr7

[l0v3lyr0ses]

Calmed down

Character: Montgomery Gator

Type: Fluff?

TW: description of violence

male reader!

i hope I managed to do a male reader right! I've usually written fanfics for myself that are either gender-neutral or female reader!

Summary: y/n is a security guard that had by some miracle managed to be the s/o the violent, and loud alligator animatronic. Whom often caused damage, especially on doors, which to y/n’s annoyance had occurude more than once. Yet when it happened, Montgomery didn’t violent. He kind of started a conversation after breaking down the slightly frightened security guard’s door.

y/n was looking through the security camera when he both heard and saw a Montgomery being violent again, just this time. Screams were heard, and they weren’t montgomery’s. y/n opened his door and stormed down the hall to check on that security guard's now broken down door, see what must’ve happened, even if that was quite clear.

When he reached the room, the security guard was not dead, he had some claw marks, which were deep and blood seeping out of his uniform. y/n’s eyes were glued to Montgomery’s body on top of the fearful security guard.

Montgomery was aware of his boyfriend, being in the same room, observing him. however that made something click and he began scratching the security guard, with his sharper than needle sharp claws.

“Montgomery.” He said sternly, scowling at the alligator animatronic. They had spoken before about his habits, that no matter how enraged he is, it’s not acceptable to attack people or break their doors. It was a work in progress to say the least.

“y/n.” he simply spoke, he couldn’t explain or justify his actions, yet he sounded so proud of himself. “look! Now he won’t bother ya anymore!” Montgomery, grinned, entirely too proud of himself “Now if we could stop him from living, that be even better!” Montgomery suggested, or stated it to himself

This security guard had for the past week, been harassing y/n. and Montgomery only wanted to get revenge for a snail such as him, hurting his y/n, it shouldn’t be tolerated in a work environment and ending up for him to see y/n exhausted after dealing with him, y/n.

Montgomery, did all this because he desperately wanted y/n to feel less drained when he goes to check on Monty. Montgomery in a sense might’ve done it, but he hadn’t made y/n pleased by this

“Let’s leave, Montgomery. The bleeding seems to have stopped, I will escort Montgomery back to were he’s supposed to be.” y/n said curtly, taking Monty’s bloodstained arm, in case he tries to run, although instead of walking out the door it was more like dragging him out the door, despite being both bigger and heavier than y/n himself.

When the two left the man to tremble and attempt to calm down, y/n glares at Montgomery. “What?” Montgomery avoids the spine shivering glare coming from y/n.

“you can’t just attack people because their assholes.” y/n huffs, but the odd thing was. Montgomery in that security room, was erratic, restless, now he was calm. It was odd if he was talking it through with him, his mood could go from pissed and i’m going to rip your ass off, to mildly annoyed.

“Next time you can come to me when your feeling angry. I will help you get calmed down.” y/n softly smiled,

“Calmed down?” Monty questioned the male, wondering why he needs to be calmed down. He’s always calm, and coolheaded! Why was he suggesting that he wasn’t calm?

“You were restless and very angry, in that room. Whenever your feeling angry come to me instead of attack people.” y/n softly smiled at his confused expression.

“Thank you, y/n”

[yandereloversensemble]

MASTERLIST

english is not my first language

WHAT I WILL WRITE

YANDERES- judging by my obvious nickname, yes i do write for yanderes and yanderes only! Im somehow not good at writing anything for the green flag type of romance and that says a lot about me and i should probably go to therapy.

PLATONIC YANDERES- sister and brother, brother and sister, brother and brother, sister and brother, friendships. Anything considered platonic as long as it isn't parent and child. I don't want to write anything concerning parent and child.

FNAF- like in my description, i write for fnaf mostly and probably fnaf for now. But let me get this straight, when i write for the animatronics they are just animatronics with no soul/s (unless it is specified in the request that the animatronic has a soul, when it does have a soul it is considered platonic). Anything considering the souls or the children will be platonic

HUMAN ANIMATRONICS- yes yes i will write for human animatronics, although i do usually imagine human animatronics when writing.

TYPE OF CONTENT- headcannons, prompts(?), concepts, scenarios, oneshots(?), ask and answer

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE

YANDERE READER- writing for this.. weirds me out. It's like it's not meant to be, i don't know.

OC X CHARACTER- im not comfortable with writing for any of your ocs, i probably don't know too much about them, and this is an x reader account

CHARACTER X CHARACTER- not comfortable with this either, i just find it weird to ship an animatronic with another animatronic and a human with another human unless they are actually lovers or if they are actually inlove with each other.

FANMADE CHARACTERS- i have been contemplating about this for a while now but i do not wish to write for any fanmade characters like candy from five nights at candy's and anything else

NSFW- nonononono!! Im not comfortable with writing sex for any of the characters! It's just weird!

MINORXADULT+INCEST- eeewww!!! You're disgusting!!! Whp would ask for this??!! Go to therapy or much better jail!! Wth is wrong with you?!

MASTERLIST 2.0⬏

[cybertranny]

THE BLOCK BUTTON IS WAY TOO CLOSE TO THE FOLLOW BUTTON AAAAAA

[slcollective]

Toy Bonnie in Vegas

⚠️ this is a mob story it can and will mention some nasty things happening to people ⚠️

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

[elitespacefreak]

I am so salty rn. I was like, okay I am digging this story lemmie go see what tumblr has to offer for fnafxreader fics. Found you through Stardust ages and ages ago.

ANYWAY!

Tried to find me some more fnaf x reader cuz I was like ooo,this could be my next obsession😏

WHY IS EVERY OTHER STORY GARBAGE COMPARED TO YOURS!?!?

Like holy crippedy crapples your stories are so vividly detailed and juicy and literally literary ambrosia and I find myself just so fecking satisfied after I'm done reading to the point nothing else tastes the same.

Your writing is like a drug, addictive to the point that anything else on this hell site feels like bland florida tap water.

😤 Am the salty

And I love you

~🌹

NOT THE FLORIDA TAP WATER 😭😭😭

Look I don’t like to be the guy that toots their own horn, I don’t, it makes me feel like an asshole BUT— I’m not afraid to admit that writing top tier fanfiction is a thing I am particularly good at.

Am I as good at literally anything else? No! And guess what? I’m okay with that! I’m pretty mediocre at most other things and that’s fine, because I know I write that good good smut and I know people foam at the mouth when they read it — and it makes me feel good!!

I like getting long comments, I like getting comments where people highlight their favorite lines and then give me their inner monologue, I like when people keyboard smash and yell in all caps! I love getting comments the way people love reading my fics, so it’s really a symbiotic relationship and I wouldn’t have it any other way~

Also I did used to write like a lot of those other fics and let me tell you I hid all those monstrosities in a folder labeled “DONT LOOK” and I’m seriously considering renaming it to “GARBITCH”

I’m also considering capitalizing on this talent and self publishing some nasty shit through amazon or something so I mean… some girls can shake their asses and some girls can paint a word picture about girls shaking their asses it’s really the same thing honestly

[astoryshark]

hey againnn sorry I didn’t give details can the hcs be animatronic reader relationship hcs? ✨

Sure thing! I hope this is what you had in mind ^^ I put a lot more story into it than I planned xD but otherwise it felt so empty and rushed

Ennard x Animatronic!Reader - Relationship Headcanons

Ennard is not known to be the kindest and most easy going one of the animatronics - it takes some time to warm up with him

Additionally, you are not dealing with only one personality here but with 4 since all the funtimes are put together to create Ennard

in order to have met him, you would need to be one of the latest creations for the funtime series or one that was left forgotten in the underground facility

Maybe you were not function the way Mr. Afton wanted it to be, and we all know he does not go easy on his creations...

After the animatronics turned into Ennard, they were confused and overwhelmed by their new form. Every one of the 4 personalities tries to take the lead, tries to explore the world from a new perspective.

A lot has changed in the facility after the unsuccessful try of Ennard to take over Michaels Body, leaving him behind in an angered and depressed state. He tries to figure out a new plan and started to turn over the whole place, searching every bit for ideas and parts to escape.

During his search, he found you. An unfamiliar face, an animatronic he had no knowledge of. You were not part of the funtimes he was created out of.

As you woke up from a deep slumber, the first thing you saw was a bright blue eye looking directly at you with an unexplainable expression. Was it curiosity? Or disgust? Anger? You couldn't tell yet...

Your first interactions with Ennard were..difficult. He was not one to talk much and after he found out that you don't seem to know about anything that had happened and couldn't help with his plans, he didn't even look at you anymore.

However, you did not want to accept that so easily and continued to interact with him, regardless of him wanting it or not

Your stubbornness annoyed Ennard to no end but another part of him was amazed by your dedication. He would never say that out loud though.

A lot of time has passed and you two were still stuck in the facility, Ennards plans failed one after another. His rage and depression only growing with each unsuccessful attempt.

You tried your best to comfort him, to help with his plan. Over the time, the two of you started to grow closer and form a bond. You discovered the secrets of the place and slowly also the secrets of him

He was uncomfortable with telling you about himself, about his 4 personalities that sometimes start to argue with one another. However, your reaction to it eased his mind a lot. You were not disturbed or disgusted, you simply accepted it and started to get to know them bit by bit.

Being in a relationship with Ennard is not easy, I repeat, there are 4 quite different animatronics put together

You two argue and fight a lot but in the end, you always get it together, you are a team after all and have the same goal: To escape the prison Afton has left you in

Ennard expresses his feelings towards you with actions instead of words. Subtile touches when you work on something, a pat on the head if you did great. It's not much but you love every single touch of him, you know how he feels towards you after all

Speaking of that, if you want more, you need to initiate it. It takes him a lot of time and courage to go up to you for a kiss or a long hug, so if you don't have the patience or feel especially greedy for his attention, you need to come to him.

He would never push you away if you come to him for attention and touches, he secretly enjoys it a lot. Hes a big softie on the inside, he just covers it very well

The moment you two got out of the facility and saw the light of the day, he took your hand in his and a small smile could be seen on his expression. He was relieved. After so many tries to break out and on the verge of giving up, he finally succeeded and not only that: He has you on his side.

You're a person he vows to protect and somebody he trusts with all his being

Together, you two will take revenge for the actions of Afton and all the pain he brought to the world..

[biggestxsimps]

Late Night Duties

Human!Monty Gator x Dom Male Reader

A/N: Here’s the Monty fic as voted on! I hope this is fine. This is a lime, so it stops a little before the full on smut as I’m not comfortable going to those lengths right now.

Y/N walked around, patrolling the rather darker side of the pizza plex. He had been given the position of being one of the night guards here. Knowing the history of all the other Freddy Fazbear franchises, he wanted to see if all the commotion over children going missing was real. Which he had soon learnt was pretty real, he experienced a not so nice encounter with Springtrap and a possessed Monty.

That night, the (H/C) haired male was backed against the wall by Monty, the other male looking at his boyfriend with a lustful expression. It was certainly a change of events when Monty started whining and whimpering about wanting to be railed right there on the spot. 

Anyhow, he shrugged off that thought. Once his boyfriend returned to normal, it was a slightly awkward encounter. Ever since then, Y/N would tease the shorter male about it, loving his flustered face.

He headed towards Monty’s attraction, wanting to go see what his lover was up to. He walked out of the elevator, glancing around, seeing Monty cleaning up some of the clubs. Y/N walked over, a sly smirk upon his face as he grabbed Monty’s shoulder, pushing him against the wall gently.

Monty gasped, dropping the club in the process as he sucked in a breath, his cheeks heating up when he noticed how close the other was to him. “What yer’ doin’ here, scarin’ me like that, idiot.” He grumbled, his scarlet eyes keeping a strong gaze on Y/N through his star shaped glasses.

Y/N leaned in, chuckling softly. “I just wanted to come visit my boyfriend, have some fun with him. Is that such a crime..?” he whispered, his free hand keeping a tight grip on Monty’s slim waist. He looked down at his neck, pulling his shirt to the side slightly, noticing his marks fading. He leaned in, kissing Monty’s neck gently, biting at his skin gently.

Monty shook his head slightly, letting out a soft groan as he attacked his neck. He tilts his head to the side, allowing the other to do as he pleased. Small whimpers fell from his lips as he felt his boyfriend start to rub his crotch over his jeans. “Jesus christ, please baby..quit ‘yer teasin’..” he mumbled slowly, already running out of breath. 

“Beg for it, Darling~.” His voice spoke out raspy, making Monty break out into a blush.

He leaned back into the wall as Y/N pressed up against him with a smirk, pulling back from his neck. “Please, please stop with ‘yer teasin’. Do whatever you want, I won’t complain..I swear by it.” he responds, his voice slightly shaky.

“You’re doing great...” he hummed lightly, Y/N unzipping the other's pants, holding onto the waistband of Monty’s jeans, not pulling them down just yet. His free hand gripping his chin gently, pressing a passionate kiss against his lips whilst his other hand started to slowly slide his jeans off.

Monty stopped him for a moment, grabbing his hand gently. “There’s bots and cameras everywhere..couldn’t risk ‘ya loosen ‘yer job.” he mumbled, leading his boyfriend to a room nearby. Once in the room, he was getting impatient, immediately kicking his jeans off, throwing them somewhere around the room. He couldn’t care less right now, he was just desperate for his lover. He immediately started to undo Y/N’s shirt, letting out a small huff, struggling with the buttons because of his longer nails. He definitely grew impatient as Y/N just stood there, amused watching as he struggled.

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 2

[l0v3lyr0ses]

Hi! Happy holidays!

I wanted to request, Monty with a boyfriend who is actually a world famous singer who just so happens to be payed to do a collab with the plex for his next concert

hahah, thank you. happy holidays to you too! ooh djsk, this is such a wholesome request, um I hope it's to your liking! ngl after writing this i Iowkey wanna write more abt Monty and his singer bf

umm... if this is unrealistic know nothing abt how concert planning works-

I used 'I wish you were sober for the song ik it seems unlikely that they'd play a song like that at family friendly pizza diner but- for the sake of this one-shot it is

umm just to clear things up we do not have any diners similar to the one in any of the fnaf games in my country-

I changed certain words in the lyrics bc realistically they wouldn't cuss in case there were children present

Character: Montgomery Gator

type: Fluff

TW: none!

Male!reader

Summary: the reader is a world-famous singer and guitarist who has been paid to collab with the plex for his next performance

y/n was a world-known vocalist, and his manager had just informed him that he will be performing a collab song with the animatronics at Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex. that was where y/n had encountered his boyfriend for the first time. at that time working as a security guard at 18 years old.

"That's good news!" y/n shouted, excited to be able to perform on the same stage as Montgomery.

However no one except for Monty and y/n, himself even knew about the relationship. y/n was in his hometown during this time as well, which meant no hassles with transportation and of course, godly expensive plane tickets, and hotel stays.

"Will there be any rehearsals, Amy?" he asked his manager, he sure hoped so. it wasn't enjoyable performing without any rehearsals. it just felt improvised.

"I'm afraid not. two weeks from today, but it's that song that was sent last night." Amy replied with a kind smile, it was some consolation that he at least knew the song and could prepare at home.

"Well, I should get to prepare for the performance. thank you for letting me know, Amy!" y/n grinned, rushing off to his old teenager's bedroom. which hadn't changed since he was 13, and it had MCR, anime, and Taylor swift posters scattered on the walls.

his preferences hadn't changed much except for the MCR part, and he was luckily out of his emotional, goth phase. y/n did feel the nostalgia from memories of y/n dancing in his room and singing at the top of his lungs.

he began preparing for the show, he was excited to see Monty, it had been a while since they last got to properly talk. and this time he got to actually perform with the plex and there was not a risk of violence, well there never was with Freddy. but Roxy and Chica was a different story.

it was late, er, early in the morning by the time he finished rehearsing lines, and lyrics.

y/n falls asleep at the thought of Montgomery's toothy grin.

"See you soon, Monty," he said before falling into a slumber.

-

two weeks had passed and y/n was waiting behind the stage for the Plex band members to show up, but he felt the bundle of nerves that took him back to his first performance ever.

finally, they all arrived, and unsurprisingly Montgomery was the last one to come. even so, he sent y/n a toothy grin, before heading towards the stage with a wink.

"Ready to rock n roll with y/n!" Montgomery shouts to the crowd, which were mostly angsty teenagers wearing a similar fashion to what y/n does. and some of them even wearing his merch!

y/n smiles to the crowd, sending Monty a wink before the performance actually begins, the h/c singer was mostly singing close to Roxy and Monty, because Freddy's the main star.

"This party's crap, wish we could dip Go anywhere but here" Freddy began the song, fortunately, their voices were pleasing to listen to. they have better voices than some human performers.

"Don't take a hit, don't kiss my lips" And please don't drink more soda."

"I'ma crawl outta the window now" y/n began singing his part, and Monty looked impressed. but he'd never heard y/n sing in a microphone before. he'd only heard the mp3 files. "'Cause I don't like anyone around" Roxy continues the line, with a confident wink, no wonder the angsty teacher seemed to be the majority of her fans. "Kinda hope you're following me out" Chica sang closer to the center of the stage. "But this is definitely not my crowd"

"Nineteen but you act twenty-five now." y/n started singing, and Monty simply played his bass in amazement.

"Knees weak, but you talk pretty proud, wow" y/n smiled to the crowd, and the crowd was already pretty wild, but it got wilder.

"Ripped jeans and a cup that you just downed"

"Take me where the music ain't too loud"

Montgomery was clearly attempting to impress y/n by playing his bass guitar extra loudly, y/n glared at him. it certainly didn't make things easier for the singer.

"Trade drinks, but you don't even know her" y/n sang louder, crouching down to interact with the audience, he was known for being kind to his audience and taking selfies with them.

"Save me 'till the party is over"

"kiss me in the seat of your rover." suddenly Monty sang when that was not his line, it was y/n's. clearly, Montgomery wanted to make fun of him, and it wasn't funny, his manager would kill him if she found out about his relationship

because apparently, he's too busy to have romantic relationships with people.

"Real sweet, but I wish you were sober." y/n winked at the alligator animatronic before, starting to dance a little with Roxy

-

after the performance, he was drained because it seemed like the entire time, Monty was doing an awfully good job. trying to make him look unprofessional, y/n had requested to be a v.i.p guest with Monty claiming that Monty has always been y/n's childhood hero.

"Montgomery, it was successful but you nearly blew my cover" y/n scolds his boyfriend. who does not seem to have a single regret in his system, in fact, he's grinning.

"That was the point, toots," Monty states, with a smirk. "Montgomery, you stupid, lovable, alligator." y/n frustratedly gives him a kiss on his snout/nose

[barleyo]

Just What I Needed. (2)

(Mike Schmidt X F! Reader)

Chapters: 1, 1.5, 2, 2.5, 3, 3.5, 4, 4.5, 5

“Who even are you?” (Y/N) asked, still wiping at her flowing, bloodied nose. She stepped back, annoyed at Mike who pushed past her into the office.

“Mike Schmidt. I’m supposed to be working security here. Who are you?”

She flinched slightly at the name. She wanted to say something, anything about it. She kept quiet instead.

“Security? What are you talking about?” She cinched her brows together and held up the corner of her jacket that said ‘Security.’ “I’m supposed to be security. How did you get in here?”

Mike held up the key to the front door of the restaurant. “I guess we’re gonna be working together from now on.” He took a seat in the chair in front of the monitors, spinning in it slightly.

“No, you can go ahead and get up. That’s my chair, you can sit here.” (Y/N) pointed to a brown dining chair that sat next to the table in the corner. Pulling the chair up next to the swivel chair at the desk, she patted the seat, urging him to sit.

“Why can’t I watch the monitors?”

“You can. From here.” Again, she tapped the seat.

“Alright, you know what? Whatever makes you happy.” Mike stood up just enough to shimmy into the other chair. He sighed in discomfort as he placed an arm on the desk, and rested his head on his fist.

They both sat quietly, simply looking into the monitors. They both shifted uncomfortably in their chairs while they tried to switch the cameras together.

“Oh, sorry,” he would say when his hand touched hers when they both reached out for the switch.

“It’s fine, uhm, you can change it.” she moved her hand back onto her lap and let him change the camera’s view. The camera faltered a bit and went fuzzy. A blip of a moving figure could be seen on the screen. “Damn it.”

“What’s up?” He asked, sitting up straighter in his chair.

“Nothing, I just– I gotta go check up on something. Thought I saw something move on the cam.” She grabbed a flashlight from her pocket and headed to the door before Mike stopped her.

“Hey, wait for me, I’ll come with you,” he held her shoulder and clicked his own flashlight on.

(Y/N) moved his hand off of her and gave him a sideways glance. “I don’t need you to tag along, I’ve been working here for a long time. I don’t need you to babysit me, it should be the other way around.”

“Then consider me a baby. Plus, this’ll be an opportunity to show me the ropes a bit.”

“Fine, I guess you’re right. Let’s go.”

The two made their way down the hallway in silence. Their shoes tapping against the floor echoed, along with the sound of Mike’s scattered breathing. When they made it to the main room, (Y/N) clicked her flashlight off and Mike followed. She neared the stage and peeled the red curtain back and sighed a breath of relief. The main four were still in place.

“Check that one,” she whispered, jabbing her thumb over at Foxy’s solitary stage.

He gave her a nod when he peeked behind the curtain.

“What, did you think one of ‘em had broke free?” He asked, chuckling slightly.

“Yes, I did.”

“Wait, what?”

She threw her hand over his mouth and perked her head up. “Shut up, I hear something again.” She grabbed his arm and pulled him along with her to the kitchen, slipping her hand off of his mouth. Using her knee, she pushed the kitchen door open. “Go look in the cabinet for me, okay?”

“Yeah,” Mike agreed, already crouching down to search one of the cabinets. He moved the pots around, accidentally clicking them together, earning him a harsh shushing.

Placing her hand up to the cold fridge, she felt something scratch at the door from the inside. “Mike,” she whispered, “come here. Quickly!”

“Hm? What is it?” he stood behind her, pulling his hands out of his pockets.

“Something’s in here, feel the door.”

He pushed her out of the way gently by her waist. She stumbled a bit, placing her hand on his wrist while his hand was slung around her midriff, but she didn’t push him away.

“We should open it.”

She nodded at his words, but kept her eyes down at his hand, still wrapped around her body. “Yeah, go get, like,” she paused, shaking herself out of her thoughts, “like a pot lid to trap whatever it is.”

Mike released her and grabbed the lid. He took on a protective stance over her, nudging her behind his body. (Y/N) raised her head up as far as she could to look over his shoulder. He started to crack the fridge door open and lunged forward to trap the creature.

“Shit, what was that?”

He had missed it, hitting one of the fridge shelves while a rat slipped under him and between his feet.

“It was just a rat,” (Y/N) said softly, feeling an unwilling smile creep up on her face.

“Are you serious?”

“A rat,” she repeated, now giggling in disbelief.

He shook his head and grinned with her, walking back to the main room with her while she tried to stifle her laughing. The excitement wore off soon after, and they found themselves back in the office, just sitting together and watching the cams.

“Why are you working here?” he asked, surprising her a bit.

“Why? Uh, what do you mean?”

“Why are you working here? Why here, specifically, out of all places?”

She turned in her seat to look at him. He looked a bit tired, his head was resting on the desk. “I guess it was just convenient. I kinda knew the owner.” She bit her tongue in regret, feeling like she already gave away too much information.

“Was he a family friend or something?”

“Yeah, you could say that.” She looked down at her watch, noticing that it was almost time to leave. “Almost six, let’s get going.”

[barleyo]

Scream for me.

Part two of “Gag on it.”

Montgomery Gator X Fem! Reader (lemon)

Summary: You’ve missed your gator boy and just had to pay him a visit, but what will happen when his only rule is broken? He wasn’t lying, he really won’t be as gentle this time.

A/N: Hello everyone! I received a lot of love on “Gag on it” and decided to make a part two. Beware, Montgomery is feeling rougher than his scales and sharper than his claws! As always, please forgive any mischaracterization, grammar mistakes, or spelling errors. (Very quick side note, but if you that notice I hint at a southern-cajun esque accent for Monty, it’s because I headcanon him as Cajun-French/Creole. I will also use some Cajun slang in his dialogue, such as “sha” and “couyon”.) Barely even a week after your little escapade with the one and only Montgomery Gator, you began getting restless. You craved his touch, without it you felt empty. You would risk anything to hear his vulgar words softly in your ear. So you’d made your mind up: you were going to sneak into the PizzaPlex, just to be with him again.

You somehow made it past the security bots and saw Montgomery’s room. You thought it would be awkward to knock on his door, but it would be better than just standing around waiting to be caught. He opened the door and ushered you in, locking it behind him.

“Well, look at what we’ve got here!” He exclaimed, “so nice of you to come back to see lil ol’ me.”

“You told me to visit again, so I am. I’m hoping you’re not gonna make make me earn my escape again though,” you sighed out. Where might have all this brattiness come from? Especially since the last time you saw him you where on your knees praying you wouldn’t mess up while sucking him off? Maybe you just didn’t learn your lesson yet. Maybe you wanted him to tame you.

After your last encounter with Monty, you were definitely a lot less scared of him and a lot more turned on by him, but he was still mildly terrifying, and he knew that. He knew just how to push your buttons, how to make you submit to him.

“What makes you think I’ll tolerate backtalk, darlin’?” he rasped, allowing his breath to touch your ear.

You looked down at your feet, too embarrassed to meet his gaze. You tried to apologize but he promptly cut you off.

“I didn’t mean-,” you mumbled.

“No, don’t apologize now. Rude girls should be punished, don’t you think?” he said while cornering you at the edge of his room, right next to the uncovered window.

You didn’t dare speak, you could hardly nod in rushed agreement. Suddenly he knocked you down on your knees, just like last time. He stared down at you with a venomous grin, eager to discipline you. He crouched down so that he was eye level with you.

“Let’s get you prepped, sugar.” He snickered while opening your mouth.

He then shoved two of his fingers in your mouth, retracting his claws before doing so. He felt around in your mouth for awhile, then plunged deep down in your delicate throat. Monty continued hand-fucking your throat, gradually building a rhythm.

This dragged on for minutes longer, until he got bored and jerked his hand out from the back of your mouth.

“Calm down, you big wimp, you’ll be fine,” he sneered, seeing you pant to regain your breath the best you could. “Besides, we’re not even close to being done.”

You hesitated hearing this news. God, what kind of a night were you in for?

“Alright, c’mon, open that pretty mouth really wide for me.” He demanded, clearly growing impatient.

You did as you were told and waited for further instruction. Monty turned away from you briefly to press the panel that encaged his cock. He then turned around with a smug look on his face. Oh dear, what now? Your eyes darted down and you noticed something about ‘it’ changed. It was thicker and lengthier than last time; not ideal for what he was going to have you do.

“Cool, ain’t it? Thought I’d get myself an upgrade since you didn’t struggle with it enough.”

You grimaced, there was no way in hell this would be a painless experience on your end. Good thing Montgomery didn’t care.

Without warning he held your head in place and slammed in and out, not allowing you to go at your own pace just yet. After a few minutes of this he pulled out.

“Mmm, sorry. I couldn’t help myself, you looked so useless with your mouth hanging open,” he teased.

Being degraded and used as a fuck toy was not a great feeling. Or was it?

Since Montgomery was so ‘kind’ as to warm you up on his own accord, it was easy to fit his whole length in your mouth. The real problem started when he had cum. Although he had released a decent amount last time, he pumped bucket loads in you this time. Your mouth was already full and you couldn’t make yourself swallow it, but he was only halfway done. You had no choice but to pull away and cough the excess sperm out.

“You shouldn’t have done that, baby. So wasteful.”

You looked up, hearing Monty’s husky voice ring through the room. His eyes met yours, but you quickly looked down when you noticed the anger in his expression.

“Come here, now.” he barked out.

You crawled towards him quickly, scared you would upset him further. Once you were close enough he picked you up and sat on his sofa with you on his lap. He abruptly grabbed your hair and pulled you back so that you were looking at him.

“You done pissed me off with that. Off you go breaking the only rule I place on you, ungrateful couyon,” he snarled.

His look then slightly changed, a scowl turning into a smirk.

“I know just what will make up for this,” his eyes glossed over, “if you’re gonna act like a careless brat, then I’ll treat you like one.”

He swiftly bent you over his knee, rubbing your back gently.

“Listen closely now,” he began, “I know you’re no good with rules, but this little game has some. To teach you a lesson, I’m going to spank you, like this,” his hand came down on your rear with a powerful thwack. You recoiled in pain, resisting the urge to start crying. “We’ll go to….ten. You’re gonna count each time it happens.”

He quickly leaned down so that his mouth was near your ear and said, “But if you mess up, I won’t give a damn about restarting the count, sugar.”

You tensed up, preparing yourself for the first of many hits. Monty paused for a moment, enjoying the scent of your pure fear in the air, then brought his hand down.

“Oww,” you squeaked out, “one..”

He hummed in approval and continued. Each time his heavy palm came down, you responded with the corresponding number, but every time he slammed his hand down, you basked in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Soon you reached the seventh smack, but your gator-like punisher was growing uninterested. Another, more interesting idea struck him. He freed his claws quietly and spanked you once again. Feeling his razor-sharp nails graze your skin caused you to moan out in agony and arousal, but you still managed to verbally acknowledge that only two more of these slaps were necessary.

“Wow, could you be any louder? It’s like you want everyone to know what we’re up to.” he paused, reflecting on what he said, then added, “You do, don’t you? You want them know how slutty you are?”

You gulped, knowing his suspicions were correct. The possibility of his friends hearing you get whored out by him was enough to make your cunt sticky. You shyly nodded, causing him to burst out in laughter.

“Fine then, Sha. Let them know how I make you feel. Scream for me.”

His words caused a burning sensation in your core, one you knew how to extinguish.

He then continued reddening your ass, making sure to drag his nails across you skin.

“Ah!~ …nine.” you groaned, increasing your volume exponentially.

“Good girl, I love a nice, loud slut,” he grunted.

“This is your last one, I’ll make it worth it, baby.”

He lifted his hand up and guided it down roughly, causing a sharp whack to fill the room.

That was your breaking point. It was too much for you to handle quietly.

“TEN~”

You were certain the others had heard you, and you loved it.

“Well look at that, you seem proud of yourself,” Monty snorted out while turning you around so you could face him. You lifted your hand up to his face and caressed his scaled cheek.

“I love you, Montgomery. Thank you.”

“Tch,” he blushed, well as much as he could, “I love you too, Sha.”

[barleyo]

Gag on it. Montgomery Gator x Fem! Reader (smut)

You were at the Pizzaplex for a normal enough reason, it was your cousin’s birthday and you couldn’t not show up on her big day. After all the festivities were done, you had to go to the restroom, the problem being that you didn’t tell anyone where you were going.

After attending to your bathroom business, you tried unlocking the door, but it was jammed. You could’ve easily crawled through the bottom, if the doors didn’t reach the floor entirely. Unfortunately, the situation was the same with the top of the door. You tried to kick down the door, bang on it, and scream for help, but none of that worked. Eventually, you just accepted your fate and cried. Your sobbed yourself to sleep while on the dirty floor of a pizza place/ arcade/ raceway/ golf court bathroom. Pretty pathetic, but who am I to judge?

You woke up long after. You didn’t have a watch on you and your phone was still on the table in the dining area, but you knew it was passed closing time. You cursed your luck and everything that has happened up until that point. That is until you noticed an open vent beside the toilet. You quickly climbed through it and hoped it would lead you somewhere other than that damn bathroom. Luckily it did. It lead you to the entrance of Monty’s Gator Golf, which was coincidentally your favorite place there. You debated on wether or not you should enter, and ultimately decided ‘fuck it, why not?’

After venturing into Monty’s Gator Golf you saw said reptile sitting on the catwalk. Suddenly, becoming hyper aware of your surroundings, you decided stay quiet; sticking to the walls as to not be caught by him. God only knows what would happen if he caught you. Maybe torture? Would he attack you? Or lord forbid, trap you and keep you as a play thing? You weren’t willing to risk any of those outcomes, so staying silent was your only option.

You managed to get close to the to the walkway before disaster struck. You had sneezed. How could you possibly be so unlucky? You instantly knew you were completely and utterly screwed, but hearing Monty turn around to face you was the icing on the cake of misfortune.

He leaped down from his platform with a malicious look on his face, walking towards you with animalistic prowess.

“Well, well, well,” he started, “what do we have here? A troublemaker?”

You were too shocked to speak, let alone move. All you could do is stand there as he moved closer to your face, lifting your chin up with a clawed hand.

“Answer me, now. I don’t have time to waste,” he snarled out, slightly digging his nails into your cheek.

Collecting any courage you had left in you, you quickly replied with, “I got trapped in here, I got locked in a bathroom stall.”

“Ain’t that a shame, Sha? Maybe I could be of assistance.”

You couldn’t believe it, was he really offering to help you escape? No, there must be a catch, there always is.

“Well,” he said, “at a certain price, that is.”

All remnants of relief left you face. Anxiety swelled in your chest, what could he want?

“Do you want an explanation or are you gonna sit there with a dumb expression on your face?” he snapped after releasing your face from his hands.

You responded, in a hurt tone, “What..what do I need to do to leave?”

“Oh, don’t act all sad now, ugh. It’s nothing too big, just a little favor,” he began, “here, I’ll show you.”

He picked you up roughly, carrying you to a couch in back room. Montgomery placed you on the floor, forcing you on your knees, and sat on the cushion in front of you. He then clicked a panel near his groin, causing his cock to spring out only seconds later. It was nothing like you’d ever seen before, it looked almost like a tentacle.

“You’re a big girl, aren’t you? You know what I want, but good ol’ Monty has one special rule for you, mkay?” He said dryly.

In fear of him harming you, you nodded slowly. You looked up at him, his bubblegum colored iris staring deeply into yours. The eye contact mixed with the serious expression on his face was too much, your panties started to dampen from arousal. He could tell: he could see it in your face.

“If you take my dick out of your mouth for any reason, I’ll kill you, you hear? I don’t care if you’re choking, crying, or puking. Don’t you dare stop. Now get to work, doll.” He growled while spreading his legs.

You did as he said, leaning forward in order reach him. You couldn’t believe the fact that this was actually happening, or that you were enjoying it. You started slow, knowing that any mistake would be fatal. Slowly bobbing your head up and down, you could hear his hushed moans leak out.

“Don’t stop now, Sweetness, you’re getting the hang of it,” he whispered out.

Hearing this praise sparked something inside of you. You quickened your pace, paying no attention to the tears that soon pricked your eyes or to Monty’s stunned look. This look rapidly disappeared and was replaced with pure bliss.

“You’re doing so well, please, please don’t stop,” Monty slightly begged, reveling in the pleasure you were giving him.

You knew no matter how much his words excited you, you wouldn’t be able to last much longer. You needed to finish him off, and soon. You began deepthroating his twitching cock, praying that that his seed would shoot out instantly. The retching soon set in, but he didn’t care.

“You know better than to stop, don’t you, girl?”

The tears that threatened to spill earlier came crashing out.

“That’s right, baby. Gag on it.” He roared.

He grabbed the back of your head and pushed it down, forcing you to take his full length. Just when you were about to pull away he released into your throat. Ribbons of his sperm were shot down your throat, and you didn’t dare let it come back up.

Monty let go of your head and lifted your face to his level, nearly lifting you off the ground.

“Such a good girl for me. Come here, I’ll take you to the exits. It’s time they open now.”

He lifted you up bridal style, wiping the mixture of his cum, spit, and tears away from your chin. After a few minutes, you reached the gates to see that they were in fact open. You turned to Montgomery to say goodbye, only to have him lick you the second you tried to.

“Make sure you come back to see me, baby. I must warn you though, next time I won’t be nearly as gentle.” He whispered into your ear.