#funtime Freddy smut

[dianasaurusrex102]

Maybe it gets better? (I could wait, it'd be my pleasure) -Remastered ver-

Authors Note: First post :0 I recently reread one of my fanfics and was extremely embarrassed to see all the spelling and pacing mistakes I made TwT so I decided to rewrite some parts and regain my honor as a writer. Fun fact I’m Asexual and am uncomfortable with writing too explicit scenes lol and yet the few fanfic I’ve written are all NSFW :< I took the the liberty of ignoring the layout of the canon sister location in order to make it more human friendly, and characters can’t be ooc if they’re barely given a personality lolol Also from all the fnaf lore I’ve taken in Ballora, and both Funtimes aren’t possessed so they should be fine to romance :)

Content Warning(s): Female Reader & Anatomy, lots of pet names, Mild-Dubcon, Size Difference, Overstim, Aftercare

Ft: Ballora, Funtime Freddy, and Funtime Foxy

This wasn't supposed to happen. You weren't supposed to go near the building everyone warned you about. And you definitely weren't even supposed to think about entering it either.

At this point you've given up on trying to follow any rules you were told. The only thing on your mind was getting away from everything even if it was only for a night. But you walked into the unmarked building despite all your senses screaming to turn around , only wanting to get somewhere your body didn't feel so claustrophobic. 

Your home wasn't the same anymore, work didn't provide any solace either so your last resort was to hide from the world. You'd heard the rumors around this place, how some rich guy owned it and only specific people would ever come in and out. Everyone whispered about how it was a drug rink or maybe a sextraffiking headquarters, but all you could find was an empty, dusty lobby and boarded off stairs. 

You almost turned around at the sight of them, not wanting to explore this infamous building if it made your breaking and entering even more obvious. But a singular door at the far end of the lobby caught your eye, upon further inspection the knob was noticeably cleaner than everything else in the room. 

You turned the doorknob, quietly hoping that it would work so you wouldn't have to return to your house late and without a story to tell. The door opened with a quiet sound and a rush of adrenaline cut through you, am I really doing this? There's no going back once you step through, so you step forward hyping yourself up as you close the door behind the sharp click of the lock much to your horror. 

You whipped around, gripping at the knob as you greatly regretted your decision of walking in without a second thought. You violently twisted it damming whoever decided to install a automatic lock, instead of your initial "quick peek around" idea you now had a new objective.

Find another way out, or the alternative of finding something to pick the lock with. You dejectedly turned back around staring at the narrow staircase, you clicked on your phone flashlight huffing slightly as you accepted your fate. 

The walk down wasn't tremendously difficult, but you couldn't help being discouraged that at the end of the sketchy climb, the huge basement you imagined wasn't there. Instead an elevator was neatly stationed just in front of the last step, an extremely odd placement in your opinion but you didn't show up to judge. 

You pressed the only button you could see on the outside, a down arrow popped up at the top screen and in a split second the door slid open. With an unsure expression you shuffled into the oddly shaped elevator, every design choice of this place seemed intentionally weird even the semi circle elevator you begrudgingly entered. 

The doors shut and you're moving in an instant despite not touching a single button, in a slight panic you grip onto the small screen at the sudden descent down. The screen is blank, and you stare at the large lifeless eyes placed on top of the device as if you're waiting for them to blink back, they don't of course but you can't stop yourself from doing so until the doors reopen with a soft ding . 

You aren't sure why there's a need for this secret area to be so far down, the only thing you're sure of is the feeling of dread at the odd room you've stumbled across. The room was barely lit, T.V's filled with static lines up above the desks being the only thing illuminating the room. Mannequin heads lined on the desks bored into you as you took a step back and forced yourself into the wall behind you, begging for the doors to close and take you back up.

The elevator doors stubbornly despite the extended minute you stayed hyperventilating and questioning if you really needed this adventure to clear your mind. But everything stayed as still as you and the annoying static from the T.V was starting to piss you off rather than scare you.

" They're just mannequins, they aren't even moving! Get a hold of yourself!" That stern self-talk was all you needed to to stiffly walk making sure to keep a steady eye on the unnerving mannequins sitting in the left corner. The elevator finally closes behind you but you stand strong and take a deep breath to try to convince yourself all your decisions thus far were correct.

You head towards the desks trying to shake any unnerving feelings, you wanted to do this! You needed this adrenaline rush, and while this wasn't the most convenient way to receive one it was the one you chose. Your hands shook slightly as you took in the scenery around you, a large desk with junk haphazardly thrown on top and a cheap looking clock hung right above those ugly mannequins. 

Tentatively, you slid your fingers across one of their faces trying to make sure they weren't going to react. Its eyes rolled slightly when your fingertips slid on top, but other than that no unwarranted movements were made by them so you finally let your shoulders relax a tad. Paper was scattered atop desks for no rhyme or reason, and a seemingly useless statue on the opposite side of the desk.

"Whoever decorated this place needs to get fired, and who doesn't put a clock in the middle of the wal-" your critiques came to a sudden stop as you caught some movements behind the curtain on your left. You whipped your head at the sight, was there someone down here? Your hope spiked slightly but the movement was gone as soon as you tried to check. 

You hadn't even noticed the small sliver of what you could only assume was a window when you first walked in, your fingers itched to open the curtains and check. The other curtains seemed to be drawn shut, maybe it was a sign that this room was the right one after all. Or maybe there was a murderer on the other side, but at this point you were sure your initial heart attack when you saw the mannequins was the worst thing you could encounter down here.

You confidently walked over to the double doors, stilling just as your hand gripped the knob. You brewed in your own self doubt for a second, trying hard to keep up your sudden flash of self-assuredness. You suddenly pulled as hard as you could, trying to both surprise your brain and give your body no chance to back out.

If you could explain your situation to the person no doubt they'd understand and hopefully lead you out! You speed walked inside letting the door slam behind you, this is what people do right? Walk in like you own the place? You took in your surroundings again, soft dim lighting illuminated the grand foyer looking area and you took a second to realize how much bigger the room was.

" Is someone there? " A voice called out, you froze on the spot. Why were you so surprised? You were anticipating the presence of a person but the voice that rang out sounded too robotic and it dragged a shiver out of you. 

Your muscles seemed to lock up, it must have come from the intercoms! You force your head to turn towards the corner, quietly praying that all you found was a speaker. Instead a monstrously tall woman stood still, as if in the middle of a spin, moving to face your direction.

Wait, not a woman? Her skin was too glossy and stark white to pass as anything human but her build resembled one. She seemed like a ballerina, no she had to be a ballerina. She balanced perfectly on her pointed feet and she had her hands above her head in a perfect position. 

" Hello? Are you still here? " Her voice was so calming you would have never guessed it came from such a horrifying source. You watched in silent shock as her brows furrowed slightly in an uncanny show of emotion. Her face was segmented, closed eyes and purple eyelids were decorated with long eyelashes, and elegant cheeks accentuated with round purple blush. 

Her face segments shifted slightly and you couldn't stop the sharp gasp you let out. You started to breathe harder when she finally made eye contact (could it even be considered eye contact if her eyes were closed?) She gracefully lowered herself off her toes and her arms down, that was all you needed to snap out of your daze. 

You took a step back trying to be as stealthy as possible, only to be stopped before you could even move your foot more than an inch. Wait but there wasn't anything on the floor when you came in? A tiny robot stood right behind your feet, its small cream face giving a terrifying smile. 

This time you couldn't repress the sudden shriek escaped, you scrambled forward trying to get away from the doll. The only thing you ended up doing was tripping over another one of those darn dolls. Why were there so more??? You landed hard on your elbows, staring in disbelief at seemingly duplicating dolls.

More seemed to walk along, as if they sensed your sudden fright and decided to join in. You tried to shift away, managing to get into a sitting position only to stop again. You'd taken your eyes off that damn ballerina for one second now her boxed purple flats were maybe a foot away. The dolls seemed to still, looking up at the ballerina before hopping away to stand behind her legs, peering at you like a curious child would.

" There was no maintenance scheduled today, it’s after hours, are you supposed to be in here? " You shakily looked up, the angle making your height difference even worse than you thought. She easily towered over you and she spoke without ever opening her eyes. You began to wonder if she could.

" Please answer my question or I will be forced to detain you " Her threat hung around the room and you opened your mouth to say something. At first a squeak was all you mustered up as you tried to force something out of your closed up throat.

"I-Im here for uh-emergency maintenance, I lost my key, ma'am" your words were so shaky that even you doubted that your pieced together lie would be believable, the ballerina seemed to cock her head at your voice.

" Don't lie to me " she snapped, obvious frustration showing in her face. You flinched at the harsh tone and tears started to flood your vision, your anxiety only worsened when she bent over slightly with a mechanical whir. You could see the mechanical workings peek out from under her torso casing, but your eyes quickly snapped up to her face as she seemingly studied you.

"I'm s-sorry... I-I just got down here and I got locked i-in" you couldn't stop the sharp inhales you took mid sentence in order to stop yourself from turning into a bawling mess. You tried not to ask yourself why the robot's stern tone shook you more than her initial presence but your mind was rendered a jumbled mess regardless of the source.

She seemed to move closer to inspect you and enlightened you that she possibly had some sense of sight. You blinked hard in an effort to dispel the tears from your eyes, the soft ballet music in the background ringing loudly in your ears.

" ...Why did you come down here " she asked, voice softening up at the sound of your desperate attempts to calm yourself down. The sudden compassion in her voice threw you off, if she actually had raw feelings or if this was just a trap to get your guard down, you didn't know. You took a deep breath and straightened your back slightly,  trying to regain any dignity you could manage.

"I.. was just trying to find a place to stay the night, I didn't mean to uh- bother you ma'am" you forced the best "I'm not a threat" voice you could, finally managing to not let all your words audibly shake. You slowly lifted your arm to wipe at your eyes, finally feeling like she wouldn't attack you at any second. 

The ballerina seemed to mull over your response, as if she was trying to decide if your answer was good enough. She unexpectedly reached her hand towards you, you had to stop yourself from flinching back at the gesture. 

" I apologize for scaring you, I was a bit thrown off because there hasn't been a human girl down here since… " her voice trailed off at the end, and you couldn't help but be terrified of what could have happened to the last girl who came down here. You physically shook your head, trying to get the unnerving thoughts out of it.

You gingerly placed your hand on top of hers, the intrusive thought of her immediately crushing your hand staying in the back of your brain despite your best efforts. Her palm was chilled and smooth, you could feel the small ridges in her knuckles and at the bases of her fingers. 

" I must confess that I'm not equipped to help you exit, so we require help" she pauses, moving her head down in a pseudo looking down pose. " And if the minireenas give you any trouble please just nudge them away"

Minireenas? You turn your gaze to your feet, feeling a soft poke against your calf. You tried to ignore the flash of anxiety the sight of the dol- minireenas curiously examining your pants brought you. A slow swooping movement of your foot dispelled them, you finally had it in you to smile at the way they hurriedly waddled away, cloth skirts flopping with them.

The ballerina gently wrapped her previously relaxed fingers around your hand, snapping your thoughts back to her. With a slow pull she easily guided you onto uneasy feet, and with that you finally could breathe. You weren't sure if your uneasy alliance with her would end with you alive but you had to try something.

" May I ask what your name is? " You glanced up before realizing how close you were, with your height difference you fit just under her chest. You blushed and stumbled back, retracting your hand from her gentle hold in the process.

"My name is y/n, w-whats yours?" 

" My name is Ballora, it's very nice to meet you y/n " The name Ballora was a bit cheesy in your opinion but somehow it fit her. You could see her hesitate for a second before gently placing her hand on the small of your back, trying to test the waters but also needing to lead you around.

"We'll need to enter the Funtime Auditorium to see if one of my friends can help with your situation, feel free to ask questions as you feel fit" Her precise way of speaking soothed you slightly, knowing where you'd go and a clear invite for a conversation made you feel oddly comfortable. The only worry still rattling in your brain was that by "friend" she could either mean another animatronic or a real person, which one? You still weren't sure.

"Oh um… is it okay if I ask why you're down here?" You asked as you finally found your voice. Ballora used the hand on your back to smoothly turn you towards the door. 

" Any question is fine, dear. I'm a performing animatronic, we're shipped out for different events and until we're needed, we're kept here " You walked slowly towards the doors, you had to imagine that since she was so large she must have weighed at least several thousand pounds. 

"Do you ever get lonely?" You blurted out next, your mind couldn't imagine how isolated she must have been if she only surfaces to entertain. 

" I try not to dwell on loneliness, the others also keep me company so in a sense no" she grasped the handle of one of the doors opening it, she let you step ahead and both of you were back in the office. You silently watched as she ducked under the door, only to easily regaining her perfect posture as she headed toward the door opposite to hers.

" I feel I must warn you that there is a very…" Ballora paused clearly trying to find the right words " energetic animatronic that might be present here, please stay by my side so he doesn't accidentally harm you. "

A chill ran down your spine, so there really were animatronics that could kill you down here, what a world. You didn't ignore the fact that she inadvertently implied that she could have potentially hurt you before.

"Oh uh, okay? I do have one more question before we go in" The shake in your voice was back, terrified of what you had to face on the other side but you wanted to at least get your most burning question in.

" Of course dear, what would you like to ask? " Both of you stood in tense silence for a second in front of the other door before you could muster up the strength to speak.

"Can you… see? Like at all?" She cocked her head to a side looking (?) down at you, to your surprise her lips quirked into a smile and a soft giggle erupted from her.

" Oh my you're really inquisitive aren't you? " Ballora teased, " Well I have no sense of sight but my other sensors are heightened so I can pinpoint exact locations with sound "

"Woah, that's actually really cool!" You responded in genuine awe, your cheeks only slightly flushed at her teasing. Maybe she wasn't as terrifying as you originally thought. 

" I'm glad you think so dear, now let's get you out of here okay? Please stay close " she paused to make sure you were ready, you nodded before remembering the information you just learned and instead made a noise in confirmation.

She opened the door, walking in first in an effort to evaluate the situation. You walked close behind planting your hands on either sides of her torso, hoping she wouldn't mind. You sucked in a sharp breath around taking in the new environment.

There were smooth tile floors with speckles of what you had to guess was confetti embedded in it, white walls, cheap folding tables and folding chairs. Two stages not too far apart from each other were to your left, one with a microphone and the other with a medal stool. 

Your eyes trailed along the thin streamers hung on the top of the wall, they led back to a huge banner saying "WELCOME BACK STAFF". Ballora stopped once she navigated towards the right side of the room,

" Hello gentleman " she said smoothly, you peeked your head out from behind Ballora trying to search for whoever she was talking to. Your eyes widened at the sight of them, they were a fox and a bear. Or maybe a wolf and bear? You weren't sure.

One had a rounder build, not a sharp edge to be found on his plump body. A small top hat sat between his extended ears, a bow tie accenting his chest with a speaker underneath. His mostly white skin (fur?) matched Ballora's but instead of her soft purple accents he was dotted in pink. A blue bunny puppet rested on his arm and both of their eyes were stuck on you, you tried to ignore the way the bear’s jaw dropped at the sight of you or how his face plates shifted in a similar anxious tick as Ballora's.

The animatronic across from him was considerably more feminine, but Ballora had referred to them as gentlemen hadn't she? His face was more defined than the bears, long snout with black freckles. Their chests were about the same, even down to the pink colored belly. The only difference you could tell was their contrast in figure and the fox’s long pink nails.

An extended moment of awkwardness sat heavy in the room, and the fact that they were clearly just in the middle of a conversation made the feeling worse. They glanced at each other before looking back in your direction,

" Well hello Ballora, I didn't know you carried around freeloaders" The fox spoke in a scratchy voice, almost like every word was recorded on an old radio and played back. You stubbornly ignored the warm feeling his voice brought as you tried to avoid eye contact.

" This is a special situation Foxy, I was actually wondering if you coul- " she was cut off by the bear standing up so fast the stool he was sitting on violently fell to the ground. 

" HEL-LO BIRTHDAY GIRL!! WE HAVEN'T GOTTEN AN IN HOUSE B-BIRTHDAY I-IN SO L-L-LONG!! " His jittery excitement unsettled you and any comfortable feeling you had was replaced with fear. Unexpectedly,  he ran full speed towards you, he was so quick you couldn't even think of doing anything. Your muscles tensed as he rapidly approached. 

" Freddy, no " Ballora said sternly as she quickly moved in front of you before he got too close, the movement made you aware how tightly you were gripping onto her in your silent terror. You self-consciously loosened your grasp, hoping she didn't notice how scared you were.

" Freddy! Don't scare her! She's our new friend, we can throw her a party later!" A small voice seemed to try to calm Freddy down, you hadn't seen another animatronic when you'd walked in but then again you hadn't noticed the minireenas so maybe you had just missed one.

" B-But Bon-Bon! We have to cele-brate! She's so sm-all!! We haven't had a friend this sm-all in ages! " You could see his head crane to try to catch a peak of you, but Ballora stood firm.

" Your little rabbit is right Freddy, you really musn't scare the new dame so soon old friend " The sound of the fox speed walking up filled was apparent as he spoke, he seemed to join in on the effort to calm Freddy down.

" But-But! " His voice faltered as he tried to come up with a reason for his outburst. " O-Oh! Fine!" Freddy huffed and you could hear him stomp back to the table.

" It's okay Freddy, she can play with us later, you just have to be patient! We can even have a little special time if you're extra good " You dared to glance out from behind Ballora to search for the tiny voice, your eyes finding prize in the small bunny gently petting at Freddy's face. He seemed to notice you staring at his efforts to calm his friend down and offered a small smile and wave before he returned to his task.

" Y/n? " Ballora asked, turning around and effectively getting you to drop your grasp on her in the process. You hugged yourself to give your hands something to do before you looked up at her.

"Um, yeah?"

" Are you okay? Please let me know if you ever want to go to a more secluded area, I don't wish to overwhelm you" She doted on you, using both of her giant hands to gently cup the sides of your face. Her hands were now surprisingly warm and it only served to make your cheeks unbearably hot as you felt yourself flush.

"Oh! I'm uh- fine! Yeah it wasn't that bad" your voice cracked mid sentence when Ballora's thumbs gently swiped across your cheeks in an agonizingly soft way. Your stomach knotted up as she smiled down at you.

" I'm glad but please don't overheat on me dear " her joking words only served to worsen your blush, but she thankfully let go of your face and turned back to the fox.

" Okay with that resolved, Foxy I do need your help to find a possible exit for Y/N to leave from " You were back to business as soon as the moment passed and you took a step forward to stand beside Ballora.

" Ah, I was afraid you'd ask that, " Foxy answered, a static crackling in his voice. " You see you've just missed your window to leave! Its 12:23 and the elevator and service doors are locked until 6 "

You had to swallow your disappointment, so you were really stuck down here? His words rattled in your head as mild panic flooded your senses, you could barely react as Ballora wrapped her arm around your shoulders.

" Well it's only 6 hours, we just need to find a nice place for us to hide you " Ballora hummed, " how about we start with quick introductions so we can get going? " You pressed into her side in an effort to ground yourself, 6 hours with them couldn’t be all that bad right?

Ballora maneuvered you over to the table Freddy and Foxy were previously sitting at, despite it being the last place you wanted to be you sat down in the middle of her and Foxy. Freddy sat in front of you, artificial eyes shining with uncanny excitement.

" Of course the star of the show must speak first! " You gave up the stare down you were having with Freddy to politely give your attention to Foxy, " my name is Funtime Foxy and I keep this place well entertained! Though I must say once we get you out of here you must return to witness one of my shows doll "

The blush that stained your cheeks was inevitable, whether he was flirting with you or he was just normally this charismatic you didn't know. He bowed before reaching his hand towards you to shake, you shook his hand loosely. Your mind was too preoccupied freaking out over how his hands were somehow bigger than Ballora's, his palm had to be at least the size of your head.

" A-And I'm Funtime Freddy! Me and Bon-Bon also ha-ve a show here! " He stuck out his hand towards you as he bounced in his seat, you hesitate to give up Foxy's steady hold but you relented and carefully gave your hand to him. He immediately gripped your hand hard and shook it firmly, ignoring the wince you gave.

" Freddy! Be gentle! She's a girl remember!" Bon-Bon scolded moving himself down to to use his small paws to manually pry his hand off yours. Freddy pouted but thankfully loosened his grasp on you, Bon-Bon nodded to himself clearly proud of what he accomplished.

" I'm Bon-Bon by the way, I hope you stick around" he offered his small paw towards you, you used your pointer finger and thumb to gently shake his paw. You were pleasantly surprised that unlike the other animatronics he was wrapped in a soft mink fabric.

" So Y/N how'd you get down here? Can't imagine you go down random elevators everyday for fun " Funtime Foxy joked as you let go of Bon-Bon's paw, and straightened in your seat as you tried to regain any valid thoughts.

"I just…" as soon as the words came out of your mouth you deflated, almost as if your social battery died in an instant. The adrenaline pumping through your veins finally slowed down and you fought the feeling of sleepiness. You yawned instead of trying to force out anything else.

" Oh my! I think she might be getting sleepy " Ballora cooed, her demeanor changing as she reached over to pet your thigh, " All this stress must have tired you out huh? " The sudden affection in her voice threw you for a loop, and you stiffened in shock. 

"N-No! I'm fine I just-" you didn't have time to finish speaking before she unexpectedly picked you up, one arm placed under your knees the other snug on your back. You squeaked and quickly looped your arms around her neck in an effort to not be dropped, you glanced over at Foxy who just grinned at you.

" Well lucky for you doll I know where the staff hides their blankets! Please follow me ladies, and Freddy stand watch, make sure Baby doesn't come around " Foxy quickly stood up, waving for you and Ballora to follow before Freddy could protest. In a blur of movement you were rushed through the kitchen door in the back of the room,

" Sorry about that dear, we just needed to give Freddy some time to calm down, " Ballora explained when you were safely inside. You stayed silent for a second, confusion filling your senses as you tried to decide if even the sudden affection shown towards you was also used to throw off Freddy.

"Who's… Baby?" You asked after you decided to push that thought to the back of your mind.

" She's… another animatronic here " she seemed to bristle at the sudden question as she seemingly forced that response, as soon as the words filled the air you felt horrible for even asking.

" And she's turned very bitter, it's better if you don't encounter her Y/N " Foxy added in order to quickly end the discussion before turning around and heading towards a door in the back, leaving the room in uncomfortable silence.

"I'm sorry I didn't…" 

" It's fine hun, just… stay with us and you'll be safe " You could tell she forced the smile on her face and the light tone she used. You reached a hand up to grasp the side of her face, trying to mimic the way she comforted you before. 

Your fingers barely reached the top of her cheek at the angle you were being held, but you did your best to slowly swipe your thumb across the soft purple blush on her cheek. She seemed to appreciate the effort and snuggled into your grasp for a second before turning her head and gently kissing the palm of your hand. A soft blush reappeared on your face, knowing no one would be able to see, you brought your hand down and shamelessly pressed your palm against your cheek as if you could transfer the kiss to it.

" Okay ladies quiet down, I've graciously grabbed you all the blankets that were stashed and even blessed you with a complimentary stuffed animal " Foxy showed off his finds with a raised hand and a bow, then gracefully standing straight and placing everything on your stomach. You laughed slightly at the gesture and reached down to grab the plushy, of course he would pick a Funtime Foxy plush for you to sleep with.

"If it's complimentary then how are you blessing me with it" you teased as you examined the plush. 

" Anything I give you is a blessing doll and don't you forget it " He huffed back leaning down slightly to pinch your cheek while still mindful to not poke you in the eye with his nails, you quickly put down the plush and waved his hand away. The three of you laughed, before your eyes finally started to droop.

" Seems like Y/N needs to catch some shut eye! You want me to take her off your hands or are you gonna keep her with you? " 

" I think she'll be safe with me, if any problems arise do tell me " Ballora jostled you slightly as she readjusted her grip on you.

" Then I must bid you girls a do. Please make sure to come back before you leave! But I know you'd never miss a chance to say goodbye to your favorite performer " You were about to refute his last claim but were easily silenced by Foxy leaning down to press his snout against your forehead in a chaste peck. The action made you flush darker, instead of giving Foxy the pleasure of seeing your reaction you hid your face in Ballora's shoulder.

" Foxy stop being a tease, we're trying to get her sleepy not riled up " She reprimanded softly as she tried to ignore the swell of feelings your warm face pressed against her caused. Foxy only laughed in response, guiding the both of you to the door. 

The walk back to Ballora's Gallery was a blur, you used all the energy you had left to keep your eyes from fully shutting. You could barely make out the shrill voice of Freddy, all his words were unclear and melded into each other but eventually they stopped. Ballora said something to who you had to guess was Foxy but even with her being so close you couldn't make anything out. 

You pressed impossibly closer, finding comfort in the soft whirring you could hear as she continued walking. An hour ago the thought of a giant robot carrying you back and forth would have been a nightmare but now you were being hauled off back to sleep by one and you were perfectly content. You hadn't even noticed your eyes closed before a poke to your cheek jostled you.

" I haven't even put you down and you're already asleep? If you were so tired you could have told me " 

" 'm not tired" you slurred, bringing a hand up to try to rub the sleep out of your eyes. Ballora chuckled softly at your defiance,

" Okay I believe you " She joked. " But I'm about to put you down so please hold onto your things dear " The words took a second to register but as soon as they did you quickly used your free hand to press the blanket and plush securely against your body. She carefully placed you on your feet, staying close in case your exhaustion got the best of you.

"Where do you want me to set up my blankets?" You murmured as you forced your eyes to focus on your surroundings again. Ballora took a second to think, 

" How about the stage? " You hadn't realized she had one until she said something, but a quick squint of your eyes you saw the shadow of a stage tucked into the far corner. You steadied your legs and walked towards it, Ballora following just behind you.

Now that you had time, you could appreciate how mellow the room was with its dark tiles and dusty purple color coating the walls. You walked up to the stage, its twinkling lights blinking on as soon as you were close enough. Her stage was a bit larger than the Funtime's but in a way it was classier with its large arc in the back. 

"Your stage is… nice" You wanted to fill the quiet air with some small talk as you stood uselessly in front of the stage. You didn't want to invade her space, but she was inviting you on.

" Thank you, please get comfortable i'll stay in the room if you need me " You nodded and placed your things on top of the stage before pushing yourself up the unnecessarily tall base. Ballora waited patiently as you steadied yourself on your knees before huffing and sorting through your goods. 

You'd received one thick blanket and two thin ones, with shaky movements you managed to air out the thick blanket so you could fight off the uncomfortable hard floor. In the meantime, the Minireenas took turns stacking on each other to watch you fluff out the Funtime Foxy plush you were given to use as a pillow. 

With everything set up Ballora seemed satisfied and gave you some privacy, you watched quietly as she got onto the tips of her toes and twirled away. You were easily distracted by the realization that you would have to sleep in your normal clothes. It wasn't anything you'd willingly do but you were too tired to worry about it. You laid down on your makeshift mattress and draped the small blankets over you in an attempt to fight off the cold. 

Your tiredness was certainly still there but definitely not as strong as when Ballora was carrying you. The AC was loud and the sound was bothering you to the point of staving off sleep. You watched aimlessly as the minireenas crawled up the stage and approached you, their faces less terrifying and now you could confidently say they were growing on you.

One walked up to your face, tilting its head at your expression. You tested your luck and reached out to pet its face with your pointer finger. In response it used its nub hands to experimentally squish your finger, behind you you felt other minireenas examine your hair and sweater. Prodding hands curiously poked at your scalp and picked up strands of hair, others gently tugged the part of your sweater that wasn't under the blanket.

You giggled under their attention, and the minireena you were petting slowly walked up to your face. You dropped your arm as it poked at one of your cheeks, before carefully pressing onto your lips. You weren't sure why they were so curious about you, but they showed no ill intent so you let them examine what they could get to.

Unexpectedly, one minireena crawled under the blanket while you were distracted. It sneaked its small hand under your shirt,  the cold nub pressing against your warm skin made you squeak loudly.

"Hey! Don't do that-" you reached back to wave it off but the other ran away at the loud noise. You forgot how easily they were dispelled and they all ran off, jumping off the stage and flopping away. You pouted at the sudden loss of attention, letting out a long sigh as you snuggled into the plushie under your head.

" Are you alright Y/N? " Ballora called out, spinning her way back towards the stage.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine, just… can't sleep" It was only a half lie, you didn't want to tell her that you stupidly ran off the only source of comfort you had at that moment. 

" Well you sure had a tough time staying awake when I was carrying you honey " She teased as she stepped onto the stage, catching you off guard " Would you like me to keep you company? " 

You blushed bright red at the question, laying in stunned silence as she slowly walked up to you. You averted your eyes when you got a full view under her skirt, despite her just having another smooth plate where her crotch should be, you had the decency to not stare. 

"...Could you?" You asked quietly as you fought off the warmth blooming in your chest, the smile that Ballora gave you didn't help your case. She carefully knelt down before delicately sliding onto her side next to you, you had to imagine laying down wasn't something she did often.

She extended her arms towards you and you quickly shuffled into her hold. She easily wrapped both hands around you and pulled you close, nestling you against her neck so she could nose through your hair.

" It's been so long since I've been able to hold someone like this… " Ballora lamented, " But please tell me if you're uncomfortable or if I squeeze you too hard " you chuckled softly before wrapping your free arm around her torso. You would have used your other arm but for fear that she'd crush it under her weight you kept it squished between the two of you.

"Can you actually smell?" You asked after a beat of silence, curiosity getting the best of you.

" Yes, I'm not completely sure the reason why. My guess is that we need it in case somethings on fire " she absent-mindedly rubbed circles into your back, sectioned fingertips stopping when they reached exposed skin. A devious thought popped in your head, and to your half awake mind seemed it like a good thing to follow through on.

"How… well can you feel" You pressed your burning face against her neck as your rational mind caught up with you why were you flirting with the robot?

" I have a very heightened feeling of touch, I mostly experience my world through sound but it's nice to map it out in other ways too " She whispered that part to you like it was a secret just between the two of you, but by her tone it was obvious she either didn't catch onto your insinuation or chose to ignore it. 

" Of course she wouldn't react, she's a robot! Get your head out of the gutter " you chastised yourself as she gently massaged your lower back, slow movement lulling you to sleep. Your embarrassment dissipated as soon as it came and you closed your eyes, finally giving in to your tiredness.

The last thing you heard was Ballora softly humming a tune, sleep came easily when you were pressed into her warm form. You came down here to get away, and maybe you did. Being cuddled by a giant machine with unsettling sentience was worlds better than anything you experienced above ground. 

~~~~~~~~~

" Y/N " Ballora tried whispering, slightly shaking you. " Y/N you have to get up, this is important " Her words felt like they were under water, barely audible to your groggy mind. In response you groaned slightly trying to wrap yourself back up in blankets, you felt like you barely got any sleep.

" Y/N " She snapped sitting you up in a quick motion, blood rushed to your head and your eyes finally snapped open at her sharp words. You pushed away slightly with a whine, your mind not yet understanding the urgency in her voice.

" Y/N, honey, I'm sorry for waking you up but I need you to do something for me " She tried to keep the both of you calm, but the edge to her voice finally registered. 

" She's here, she cannot see you. She won't let you leave if she finds you, you have to understand that Y/N " A pit of dread was planted in your stomach and you only nodded your head, " There's a vent right next to the stage, pull the frame off and crawl through. I'll distract her but you need to move quickly, go find Foxy. " 

You swallowed sharply, your mind racing as you tried both processing the information you just received and getting up from your cozy cocoon . Is she talking about Baby? Why won't Baby let you leave if you're found? Ballora quickly stood up and took you with her. 

With a quick but stern push she got you closer to the vent and handed you your things, trying to get any evidence of you hidden. In the short time you've known her you'd never seen Ballora more anxious and it was throwing you for a loop. You quickly stepped off the stage and found the vent, your fingers gripping the channels before pulling.

It came off with minimal effort, you pushed your blankets in front of you before you glanced back at Ballora. She stayed "staring" in your direction, faceplates anxiously shifting as she waited for you to exit. You swallowed your anxiety and crawled into the vent, where did it even lead? 

A small sound clued you in that Ballora closed the vent hood behind you, while the vent wasn't an extremely close fit you still had no room to turn around and check. A small huff escaped your lips as you took a second to try to calm yourself down, soft music fading away as Ballora twirled away. 

You abruptly heard the doors to Ballora's Gallery slam open, heavy footsteps following and all you could do was freeze in fear. You didn't move in the case she has heightened hearing like Ballora, but you didn't think Ballora would send you to crawl in such a rickety vent if that was the case.

" Ballora " A voice called out, Baby's voice was much too soft for what you expected. Despite that it sent a chill down your spine.

" ...Baby, " Ballora answered in the same tone.

" Are you hiding someone from me, Ballora? " Her calm voice seemed more threatening than soothing, as if she was more calculated in her malice.

" Nobody's come in here since this evenings maintenance "

" Well, Freddy says otherwise "

" Freddy always mistakes mice and other things for humans, we've been made aware of this fact time and time again " Your hands were shaking but the fear of getting caught made you quietly move forward, stopping every time you moved to push your things along. 

" Then you wouldn't mind if I examined your room would you? " Baby asked, her voice now muffled as you finally reached the other side of the vent. Sweat ran down your back despite the cool metal pressing against your clothes, you hooked your fingers on the channels of the opening and prayed to God that it wouldn't make a noise when you pushed.

You gave it a soft push and it came off silently, you placed it leaning on the wall next to the opening. Your mind was racing, you'd made it this far by yourself now you just had to get to Foxy. The blankets and plushy fell to the ground with a small shove and you crawled out with them, being extremely mindful to not bump the vent cover.

You could finally sit upright and catch your breath, you had to guess you were back in the office now just under the desk. The closed doors of the elevator mocking you, as if asking why you couldn't have just gone somewhere with less high stakes and a lower chance of dying via robot. You physically shook your head to clear your thoughts again, you're not dead yet! Might as well make the most of it.

You quickly pressed the vent cover back on before deciding on where to head next. Another vent was on the opposite side, but the doors to the Funtime Auditorium seemed like a safer bet since you weren't sure where you'd end up if you took the vents. With a quick scoop, your things were in your hands and you were hyping yourself up to run to the door.

You inched forward before bolting towards the door, pulling the door open while still being mindful to not create too much noise. You slowed down to a jog as soon as you entered the room and you quickly spotted both Funtimes.

" -didn't me-an t-t-to! I-I was just so ex-cited! " Freddy seemed choked up to the point of making you wonder if he could cry. He dragged a hand across his face while Bon-Bon said something so quiet you couldn't discern.

" It doesn't matter if you meant it or not Freddy! If Baby finds Y/N I'm gonn- " Foxy abruptly stopped chewing him out at the door shutting behind you, both of them jumping at the sound. They seemed relieved at the sight of you,

" Well speak of the devil " Foxy joked, clearly trying to laugh off his prior mood. " Great timing Y/N! You're just in time to catch the hide-away express " 

You finally stopped your slow trot when you were close enough, trying to surpress your own anxiety. Unexpectedly, he swooped down to give you a hug. The mechanical sound of his tail wagging filled the room.

" Y/N! I-I'm so gl-ad you're okay, I'm sorry! " You hugged back before glancing over at Freddy, not sure what to say. You couldn't reassure him that what he did wasn't his fault, whatever words he spoke could have gotten you killed. 

Foxy raised his head and threw a quick glare Freddy's way while you averted your eyes at the tense atmosphere. You didn't want to take sides so you kept your mouth shut. Foxy straightened himself as quickly as he came down, turning you so you were facing the kitchen.

" I'm going to go stash her somewhere, if Baby comes back say I'm in parts and service " His stern voice got both you and Freddy back to the task at hand. Freddy nodded with a frown, and you couldn't help but feel bad for him. He seemed to be programmed to be very jumpy and excitable giving him a stark personality compared to Ballora and Foxy.

Before you had time to go too far into those thoughts, Foxy placed a hand on your back and rushed you to the kitchen. You had to jog to keep up with his pace as he easily directed you past the cabinets to two doors tucked in the back.

" I would find you a better place to hide in Parts and Service but all the BidyBabs like to hang around there so we must make do with the closet " He seemed to catch your questioning stare and continued,

" BidyBabs are like Ballora's minireenas but they look more like baby dolls. Since Baby and Ballora have their own areas they needed extra company " You nodded along as he opened the door for you to enter. The small space lined with shelves for storage, the only empty wall space was just above a short shelving unit and was decorated with a poster. 

"Circus Baby's Pizza World" was written in big bold letters just under a picture of Ballora, Funtime Foxy, Funtime Freddy, and… The last one you had to guess was Baby, red pigtails and nose making her look akin to a clown. You ignored how unsettling the picture of her was by fiddling around to find a place to put your things up.

" They were on the top shelf doll, here let me help you " He stepped forward, dodging the hanging light to grab the blankets from you. You inched back, both of you couldn't comfortably be in such a small space. Well not without invading each other's personal space that is.

You half sat on the short shelves behind you, back hitting the scratchy brick wall. Foxy paused his organizing to examine the small plushie he'd given you. He seemed a bit hesitant to place it back in its box,

" How about you hold onto this? Wouldn't want you having nothing to keep you busy" You nodded, face only getting warmer as he got closer to hand the stuffed animal to you. You busied yourself by dragging your fingers over the soft material.

"How… long do you want me to stay in here?" Foxy seemed surprised at your question, like he hadn't thought about it, he placed a finger on his chin in an exaggerated thinking pose. 

" Ah well I could just leave you alone, but where’s the fun in that? I’d say we have some time to spare before we must part ways" He leaned over you, close, too close. He easily placed both hands on either side of you, the shelf groaning slightly in protest as he leaned his weight on it. 

" How about I keep you company? " It was such a simple question but he whispered it so close to your ear, faux breathing surprising you. Your death grip on the plushy only increases as he sniffs what he can reach of your neck, cold nose momentarily pressing against your overheated skin.

He paused, looking over at you as he waited for your response. Your brain was frazzled from the moment he got close, you closed your eyes and stubbornly pressed your legs together.

"Could you…?" As hot and bothered his presence got you, you were too embarrassed to directly answer him. He gave a gleaming smile full of sharp teeth,

" Of course I can sweetheart! Now sit still, won't you? I think I'm gonna have my fun with you " You helplessly stared at the closed door opposite to you, the danger of Baby coming to look for you was still lingering but if Foxy was acting so calm you had to trust him. 

He quickly got on his knees in front of you, the elevation of the shelf you were on giving you a fighting chance to not look so tiny compared to the huge animatronic. Large hands were placed on your waist, fingers easily lifting the hem of your sweater.

" You didn't wear a shirt under here? Naughty, Naughty, what am I going to do with you? " Foxy scolded, dragging your sweater up as a silent request for you to take it off. You forced your fingers to relax around the poor plushy you were holding to be able to take it off.

You weren't sure why you were so eager to let him see you but his calming energy made you agreeable with whatever he suggested. With shaking hands, you dropped your sweater to the side, going back to holding the plushy so your hands had something to do. Foxy seemed pleased with the motion and went back to exploring your torso.

Long nails traced your ribs, leaving shallow indents in their wake. His hands easily shifted upwards gently to fondle your boobs, squeezing them together experimentally.

" Humans are so soft and squishy " He noted out loud, " I've never felt something like this, do tell me if I'm too rough " The fact that he was pushing all your buttons while still being inexperienced made you somehow even warmer. 

He didn't seem to mind your frazzled silence as he continued to feel you up. He unknowingly rolled his palms your nipple, making you let out a soft moan before you snapped your mouth closed. His head tilted at the sound before he delicately pinched at the area, his face lighting up impossibly brighter at the louder moan he earned.

" How about you take this pesky garment off? It isn't fair you're the only one wearing clothes " Foxy jokes, choosing not to react to how your thighs shifted against him.

"How do you even know what to do?" You surprisingly got the words out even if they were barely above a whisper. You fumbled with the clasps on your bra, unbuckling them before you could second guess yourself.

" Our creator made us with the idea that we could also host adult parties in mind, that was before Baby came along " You paused as you were attempting to slip off your bra, the thought that Ballora actually caught your flirting and instead chose not to act on it flooding your brain. You put the thought into the back of your mind before you finally slipped your bra off.

Foxy easily changed his focus back to your body, hands going back to their original places but this time thumbs rolled over your nipples. He seemed to revel in the loud moan that you let out before you quickly slapped a hand over your mouth, not trusting yourself to keep them in anymore.

" Do you want us to get caught, doll? " He gave another long roll of his thumbs, " Keep quiet or I'll have to give you something to help " His threat made a shiver run down your spine, whoever programmed him was seriously going to burn in hell for this. 

He stopped his assault on your chest to finally push your thighs open and unbuckle your pants, dragging them off in a too self assured motion and your shoes were discarded just as easily. His fingers danced along the edge of the fabric of your panties, taking in the soft cotton. 

" Jeez I've barely touched you and you've already ruined your underwear? " He gave a purposeful press of his knuckle against where the majority of your slick had pooled. In an instant you nearly forgot any prior conflict as you pathetically buckled under his touch. 

Foxy thumbed the panties to the side, making you squirm at the feeling of your slick being sloppily spread with the motion. Your brain was so fuzzy with lust that you didn't even mind how he took it upon himself to uncover yourself to him.

" God I wish I could taste you, you smell so good sweetheart" You figured that they had no logistical need to taste, but if they were programmed with acute senses how hard would it have been to give them the ability to taste? You were dragged out of your thoughts as Foxy continued his exploration of your body.

He swiped a smooth finger across your folds, catching you off guard as he gathered your slick on it. You whined as the tip of his finger finally pressed against your entrance, the barest hint of pressure applied. You'd only ever put your own fingers inside yourself so the thought of his huge digits inside you made you tremble in anticipation.

" I'll go slow just for you, after all you are my number one fan, hun " Foxy seemed to enjoy teasing you, you tried to swallow your anxiety. The first person you'd even let touch you in a sexual way is going to be an animatronic, and you're willingly letting it happen. You'd hoped your first time would be magical but being fingered in a closet wasn't too much of a downgrade.

He finally pressed a finger inside of you, the feeling more uncomfortable than what you'd expected. His finger was easily the size of two of yours and much longer. Despite your lack of noise when he finally gave you what you had wanted, he gently pumped the digit in and out.

" See you're just begging to have someone fill you up huh? You're just in need of your favorite performer to take care of you right? " He seemed excited to both praise himself but still make it clear that you enjoyed his presence. The mixed signals flip flopped in your muddled brain as his fingering finally got pleasurable. 

Foxy's thumb finally sneaked up and pressed against your throbbing clit, making you sob out a muffled moan. He pressed a second finger inside before curling them and the only way you could describe the feeling was as if you felt was a strike of electricity coursing through your veins.

Warmth pooled in your stomach as you tried to process the onslaught of pleasure that finally hit you. Your thighs snapped around his arm but were easily parted with his free hand as his fingering slowed down. 

"Foxy…" You whined, voice still shaky as you tried thrusting yourself on his digits

" That's my name, doll! Don't wear it out " Foxy responded, his ever confident smile never leaving his face and he stopped your movements with a strong hand on your hips.

" Now I don't want you to wear yourself out so fast, how about we move on to the real fun? " He knew what he was doing right? You tried to calm yourself down, you genuinely hadn't expected him to allude to actually having sex. You glanced down just in time to watch his ears wiggle in anticipation,

"O-Okay" was all you had to offer as an answer. He leaned forward to press a kiss on your stomach and with an embarrassing squelch his fingers were pulled out. You quietly placed your plushy to the side making sure it was looking away, feeling bad that it even had to be here. 

Foxy easily got back onto his feet, unexpectedly pulling you closer to him with a grip on your thighs. Your thighs spread an almost uncomfortable amount for him to step in between them. With your crotches leveled in this position, you scratched your nails into the shelf below you in anticipation.

A soft mechanical whirring filled your senses and your eyes snapped down as a phallic pink dido slowly poked out of his shifting crotch panel. You had half a thought to laugh at the unexpected reveal until you noticed it just kept going. The surprisingly warm tip pressed into your skin just under your belly button. 

"I don't- I don’t think that's gonna fit '' You whispered, half panicked as you looked up. Foxy's smile dropped slightly at your lack of eagerness, expression turning into something more tender.

" We don't have to, dear. I'm only here to make you feel good " He leaned forward to wrap his hands around you and rest his chin on your shoulder, ignoring the squeak you let out when his dick accidentally pressed on your clit during the movement.

" I could just finish you off with my fingers, I won't do anything you don't want me to" His kind words would have had more of an impact on your judgment if the position you were in didn't have both of your sexes pressed together just so. You wrapped your arms around his neck to hug back, your own arousal spiking despite his caring sentiment.

"I… wouldn't mind if we kept going" It couldn't hurt to try would it? He pulled back slightly to study your expression,

" Don't feel pressured to do this, I can put it away it isn't that big of a de- "

"I want to do this Foxy" you said confidently, finally managing to catch his stare. He let out a small surprised static noise before finally regaining his smile.

" Well you don't have to tell me twice, if you ever want to stop, don't be afraid to say so " He peppered warm kisses all over your face as if to praise you for your new found confidence, all you could do was giggle and gently push his snout away. 

Foxy easily stepped back and regained his hold under your knees, angling his hips just enough to let the tip of his cock press against your opening. You shivered and leaned back, letting your head hit the wall behind you as you attempted to brace yourself. 

" Now I must warn you, if you end up loving my cock more than a human's I'm not liable " His static voice faltered slightly as he continued to try to boast but you could feel a glob of precome(?) drip out from him. You adjusted your arms into a more comfortable position on his shoulders before looking up with a questioning look.

" That's just lube, doll. You're clearly already wet enough but it wouldn't hurt to have some more stuffed in you right? " You flustered particularly hard at that sentence and your only response was to just close your eyes with a huff. A distorted chuckle left Foxy at your reaction but he chose not to push any further. 

Instead he finally let the head of his cock enter you, knocking the breath out of your lungs with it. He was bigger than you'd even imagined, your walls stretching almost unbearably as you tried to fit him. He kept shifting into you until you were finally pressed against the opening on his crotch panel.

You barely even noticed the long moan you let out but as soon as you caught yourself you bit down on your lip. You'd never felt so entirely full before, his dick greedily pressing against everything it could.

" Tell me when you're ready " He murmured, somewhat out of breath at the feeling of your warm walls gripping onto him. You experimentally moved in a slight up and down action to try to gauge your own reaction.

A slight dull pain was all you could feel, despite all the prior stretching it didn't compare to how massive he truly was. But despite that you heard Foxy growl slightly, you opened your eyes to find he’d closed his. He seemed to be trying very hard to hold back any movements and the through of that sent a shock of lust through your body.

"Please move" You whispered still out of breath, mild pain be damned because the only thing you wanted right now was him. He let out a dark chuckle before meeting your eyes,

" You need to be more specific doll, tell me what do you want ol' Funtime Foxy to do?" His sudden change of tone made you shiver, he really was made for this. Despite how eager you just were, the words got stuck in your throat. You had to take a deep breath before you could even try to speak.

"Please…" You paused with a deliciously pained look as your squeezed the words out, " fuck me Foxy" Foxy grinned ear to ear at your vulgar words before doing as he was told. 

His thrusts started slow and shallow, just enough movement that made you keen with want. Your brain was quickly reduced to a pile of mush as soon as he started to speed up. At this angle he could easily press against all the right places and all you could do was mewl and dig your nails into his shoulders.

" I'm going to fill you up Y/N, but you'd like that wouldn't you? You want to be pumped full of my cum. Just such a sweet girl, didn't even stop me from moving her drenched panties " He huffed right next to your ear, pulling you closer as he moved impossibly faster. " Now I'm going to make sure to take care of you doll. I'll stuff you full just how you want "

The words were so loud in your head but they only half registered, yet that was still more than enough to make you moan out. You pressed your face on his overheated metal as you curled in on yourself, forgetting your promise to stay quiet when he sneaked a hand between both of you to firmly rub your clit. 

Your legs uselessly clamped around his form as they were finally released from his hold, and your pooling pleasure finally tipped you over the edge. The feeling was like a tense string finally snapping and a wave of euphoria crashing over you instantaneously.

Your mind was foggy, trying to reel itself back to reality as overstimulation finally hit you. Foxy continued to fuck into you so he could fulfill his promise. You whined as he continued to use you to finish, tears steadily forming in the corners of your eyes. 

Thankfully he soon let up, pressing in as deep as he could go before finally emptying out what you had to assume was just more lube into you. The feeling of the thick liquid inside of you made you squirm, especially as it overfilled and slowly trickled down your thighs, but your mind was too disoriented to quite care. Your prior tiredness obviously catching up to you after such a mind numbing experience. 

Foxy gently rubbed your back in an effort to comfort you without overwhelming you any more. You stayed in his arms with droopy eyes for a solid couple of minutes before he carefully pushed you off his cock with a wet sound that you would have normally been embarrassed of if you weren’t too busy trying not to fall over. 

You let your shoulders meet the wall behind you, trying to catch your breath as lube slowly spewed out of you. The sound of Foxy tucking his dick under his crotch plate filled the room, but he busied himself with grabbing hand towels from a box on the shelf.

He hummed a tune as he got back onto his knees to gently wipe down your thighs and the shelf under you. The microfiber tickled your senses but you kept your mouth shut to let your mind recover. When he finally got to your crotch he paused,

" How about you also keep these on as a memento from me to you" Foxy gently hooked his thumb under the fabric to pull it away, taking great joy in the translucent lube that smeared on the way. With feather light touches he wiped up the bare minimum amount of lube from your panties and puffy folds, laughing at the half hearted glare you gave him when he pressed his thumb into you just to watch the cum gush out again.

" I'm just cleaning you up sweetheart no need to be so dirty minded " He teased before moving your now only mildly soiled underwear back to the right place. He wiped his hands before grabbing the other towel to reach up and wipe your damp face, not without pausing to boop your nose of course.

He discarded the towels in a box, you felt bad for the poor souls who’d uncover those. Your barely cohesive thoughts were cut off when he handed you your clothes and shoes, getting up to give you some space. 

You slipped everything back on, trying to pat your clothes down to make sure you didn't look as fucked out as you felt. Your legs felt like jello but you also felt a sense of satisfaction so the mild discomfort was worth it. Foxy extended a hand towards you with a smile,

" What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't walk my favorite dame out? " You laughed before grabbing your plushie and his hand. You were easily pulled onto your feet only to hold onto Foxy for dear life as your knees buckled under you. 

"You're not a very considerate gentleman if you put me in this predicament in the first place" You gritted out in an effort to distract yourself from any embarrassment. 

" Well I wasn’t the one who asked to be fucked so I must say your argument is weak " Despite his teasing words he patiently waited for you to gain stable footing.

" By now Ballora must have gotten Circus Baby out of her room so do allow me to -" As if on cue a loud thump sounded in the room next to you, making both of you freeze.

" Stupid! Stupid! I didn't actually mean kill a rat! Biddybab I- Ew! Don't bring it closer! " Baby's voice was muffled, her footsteps running away making any other words spoken inaudible. Foxys hold on you tightened,

" Seems I'm mistaken, no worries! " His voice had a nervous shake that unsettled you. " I need to go wave her back to her room so she doesn't go snooping around anymore, you need to go back to Ballora’s room" 

"Are you sure? What if she isn't-" 

" Then you'll come back here and get Freddy, just please move quickly. I promise you’re safe dear " He leaned down for another quick hug but you couldn't help but feel terrified. If both Foxy and Ballora are this scared of Baby, how bad was she? 

You nodded, waiting in chilling silence as he went to peek his head out the door once he opened it. You followed him out the door, ignoring the dull ache between your legs as you closed it behind you. Foxy ushered you back into the kitchen before offering you a wave as he disappeared through another door.

And just like that you were alone, brain trying to process the series of events that just unfolded as you leaned against the fridge. One moment feeling warm and loved and the next being rushed away for your own safety. But you really couldn't be upset by it, you just sighed and accepted your situation.

Getting right back to your objective, you attempted speed walking but the underlying soreness between your legs stopped that in a couple seconds. You dug your nails into your palm, trying to limp as inconspicuously as possible as you finally entered into the Funtime Auditorium.

" O-oh! You're back! Me and B-Bon-Bon were starting worried! " You heard Freddy before you saw him and had to physically stop yourself from making a face. You had to say out of all the animatronics you've met so far he was your least favorite, besides the one who's actively trying to kill you of course.

"Yeah! Um Foxy just sent me to go back to Ballora's room" You continued your walk to the door that led to the office, Freddy clearly not getting the memo as he jogged to catch up with you from the stage.

" Where's Fo-xy? What took you g-uys so long? " He stood in front of you with a skeptical look on his face, not understanding the rush you were in.

"He went to go make sure Baby wasn't going to come back" You hurriedly responded, "And me and Foxy were just… talking" 

" See Freddy, everything's fine! Y/N isn't hurt, she just reaaaaally needs to go with Ballora " Bon-Bon piped up, he reached up to calm his friend. You just nodded and you anxiously gripped onto your Foxy plush.

" Th-en let me walk you over there! I'm going to be a ge-ntleman! Just like Fo-oxy " Pure excitement emanated from his words but all you could feel was underlying fear, helplessly watching as he giddily got closer.

"No No! You don't have to, I'll just go by myself!" Your words fell on deaf ears as he pulled you close with one arm. His frankly overbearing presence unnerved you, obviously not one to take no for an answer.

" Foxy's go-ing to be so s-s-so proud of me! " Freddy babbled on as he walked you over to the door, Bon-Bon peeked out from the other side of Freddy to look at you with a " I'm sorry about him " expression. You gave a small smile back, stumbling slightly as you tried to keep up with him. The three of you were back in Ballora's Gallery in record time, Freddy looking around in the dim light.

" Oh go-osh she's not here! Wh-at are we going to do Y/N? " His voice turned weirdly petulant and it took you off guard, you swallowed down any fear and looked up at him. 

"We could just sit and wait" Your words shook slightly as you willed yourself to stay calm. 

" I w-was just thinking the sa-me thing! " Freddy seemingly snapped back to normal just as fast as he changed. You made a protesting sound as he lifted you up with one hand around your torso, watching sadly as your plushy slipped out of your grasp and fell to the floor. He walked you over to the nearest wall before sitting down and placing you on his lap, wrapping you up in a snug hug.

" G-Gosh I really missed huging people! Ki-ids don't come around here anymore and the workers don't care enough " He bemoaned, his speaker rumbled against your back as he pulled you against it. Your thighs protested having to spread around his legs but you ignored it when he squeezed his arms around you.

You felt a wave of regret wash over you, he must have not being unnerving on purpose he seemed to just be so touch starved so he jumped at the opportunity to get to you. He placed his large head on your shoulder causing you to crane your own head to the side in order to accommodate him. 

"I'm okay with hugs Freddy just… please ask me before okay?" He just makes a noise in confirmation before closing his eyes. You sneaked your hand up to pet his cheek. He smiles wide at the touch but otherwise says nothing, and in an unexpected move Bon-Bon shifts closer to press a small kiss to your cheek.

" You're awful pre-ety Y/N, did you know that we haven't had a gi-rl down here in ne-arly t-t-two wh-ole years? " His voice rumbled through your torso, Freddy was pleasantly quiet and you were grateful for that. You hummed a surprised noise so he knew you were listening, finally relaxing your back into him.

“ We’ve been closed for parties for soooo lon-g, only technicians can come down here and there’s not even one girl amo-ng them! Can you believe that y/n.? ” For once that night you felt at ease with Freddy, his quiet rambling lulling your senses. “Wow really?” You quietly remarked, happy to entertain his story.

“ Yeah, really!! And a-and in two weeks the staff comes back! It was supposed to be next week but Baby got into a scrap with a technician and it got pushed back. Bu-ut we’ll get to preform for real again! It’s been ages since our last real performance ” you offered a small noise in response before closing your eyes, blissfully unaware of Freddy's eyes opening to eagerly trace your body.

“ It’s also been ages since we’ve had s-ome real fun too… You’d think having the faci-lity all to yourself would be exciting but the fun of sneaking around staff to get so-ome… stress relief was really what made it fun. ” Your eyes slotted open as your confusion got the better of you, the slowly deeper tone Freddy adopted as he continued talking didn’t offer any clarification. “ The closest any of us have gott-en to that recently was that little stunt you and Foxy pulled, fucking in a closet isn’t exactl-y allowed ”

" Y’know I'm only a li-ittle sad that Foxy got to you first " His eyes watched your face burn red, " But I al-so don't mind slo-oppy seconds though " His voice ringed with so much glee as your mind started racing, how did he know you'd had sex? How much had he seen?

Your panicked thoughts cut off as Freddy's hand slowly slid to your thigh and groped it, cold fingertips digging into your flesh as he delighted in the shiver you gave. His hands impatiently trailed up and down before sliding over your crotch.

"F-Freddy we really shouldn't- Ballora's probably coming back and-" He grinded his palm right against your crotch, effectively shutting you up. You gave a small moan and tried to push his hand away but he easily overpowered you.

" Ballora re-ally like likes you, I saw her " He chuckled at his own words, " I'm sure she'd be m-ore than happy to see you so worked up " Dammit that was your last logical reason to stop but you still didn't want to give in, at least for your dignity's sake. You weren't sure if it was ethical to get fucked by one let alone two robots. 

His hand moved up to clumsily unbutton your pants, nearly ripping them and your underwear off all together. You kneeled up higher as your lust finally got the best of you, one more couldn't hurt right? He pulled you up so you were kneeling on his smooth thighs, pants and panties pooled around your knees as you just braced yourself against his forearms.

You were in far too deep now, you wanted to at least think up one more reason to fight him off but you were too turned on to care anymore. Thick fingers traced your folds, exploring your sensitive parts with reckless abandon.

" Foxy wan-ted you to stay all di-irty down the-ere right? I don't thi-nk he'd mind if I filled you up again" You could hear the smile in his voice but you squeezed your eyes shut in defiance. The arm that had Bon-Bon on it shifted to gently hold your midsection, trying to hold you still and keep you from slipping off his thighs. 

Freddy's fingers ignored your aching clit, instead opting to stick two of his fingers deep inside you in one go. You jumped at the intrusion, tears welling up at the rough treatment.

" S-Sorry I thought y-ou were looser " Was all Freddy gave in response, not even bothering to take one finger out. He rubbed at your clit in an apology, and a moan itched at your throat from the pressure despite your earlier pain. 

Bon-Bon swiveled in your direction, gently patting at the stray tear that fell. As turned on as you felt you had to admit Freddy definitely wasn't as skilled as Foxy, sloppy digits moving only to stretch instead of pleasure. He prematurely took out his fingers, and the sound of his crotch plate shifting aside filled the room.

" I'll be e-xtra gentle with you! Do-ont worry! " Freddy sing songs, his dick does the same slow exit as Foxy's did but this time you could feel it immediately press against your entrance. You grind down slowly in an effort to regain any friction, not missing the slight growl that Freddy gave.

He was clearly desperate to move on to the part where both of you could feel the most pleasure, emphasis on both. He eases up his hold on you to clamp his hand on your hip and slowly maneuvering you down his shaft, tears reappearing at the sharp burn. He was much thicker than Foxy at the expense of being shorter than him, but despite this your eyes snap open and you feel overwhelmingly full.

Freddy let out a low groan when you finally slipped all the way down, your knees hitting the floor as you tried to remember how to breathe. He experimentally thrust into you in a shallow movement and your face distorted in pain. 

" So-rry! Again! I dont want to hu-urt you, you ju-st feel so g-go-od! " His last word was garbled up when you clenched at the compliment. You scan around the scarcely lit room for something to distract yourself with but it was empty, not even a minireena toddled around. 

" You like it when I say h-ow go-od you feel do-ont you? " Freddy taunted, " Ballora's gonna lo-ve you Y/N, you're so cu-te and grip o-nto my cock so tight~ " The praise immediately went to your crotch when he shifted slightly again. His hand finally moved down to feel around where your crotches were connected.

" Ho-w about we play a g-game? " His hand finally found your clit, giving it a fleeting touch before traitorously inching back up. You let a soft whine,

"W-What do you want to play?" Your voice trembled as you tried not to move.

" I'll fu-ck you really de-ep and soft but you ca-an't cum before Ballora c-omes back and lets yo-u " He laughed at his own harsh words, " If you be-g me to touch you i'll w-in" 

A warmth flooded your senses at the thought of Ballora touching you, the rules were simple enough and the stakes weren't too high right? You were mainly excited to have the chance to see Ballora again, you yearned for her soothing aura.

"That seems a little unfair Freddy" You huffed, "But let's do it" He grinned widely at how out of breath you already were but still nodded against you. Thankfully he moved slowly, easily lifting you just a little with one hand before letting you slide back down. 

All you had to do was hold back until she came back! That's easy enough, but the thought that it might take her a while to get back struck you hard as Freddy shifted under you with a groan and your body lit up with pleasure. You did your best to relax into him, letting him move however he wanted.

" Jeez you're just gon-na sit back and let me u-se you? You're not very fun! " You gave a half hearted glare at the comment, delicately rapping your knuckles against the side of his face.

"Well I'd help you out more but since you wanna play a game I can't" You shot back while he laughed at the feeble punches you gave him. Freddy pushed his hips into you, effectively dismantling your demeanor as another moan got the best of you.

" I don't mind it! You lo-ok real cute bouncing on my cock even if you aren't try-ing " Once Freddy learned what made you tick he seemed to never forget, in response you closed your eyes and turned away from him. You were already worked up, anymore and you were sure to lose. 

You tried to focus on something else, biting your lip to keep any embarrassing sounds down as Freddy continued to slowly thrust into you. Thankfully he stopped making his occasional comments but it came at the price of having his warm breath right next to your sensitive neck.

The reason they were even designed with any sort of breathing was lost on you but you suspected it must have been some kind of way to prevent overheating. Your thoughts were scrambled once again as he finally started to thrust harder into you.

" It's okay if you lose Y/N! It won’t be that bad, promise " Bon-Bon whispered to you, you'd forgotten he was even there but the sentiment was nice. His soft paw continued to pet your face in an effort to comfort you. You finally managed a smile, opening your eyes to find him smiling back.

The next few minutes went by in a blur, pleasure steadily building up despite your own efforts. Freddy seemed to be genuinely enjoying himself as he kept up a punishing pace. Would not cumming even be worth it at this point? You'd stop keeping count of the seconds that passed by and now you were closer than ever, debating all your past decisions.

As if Freddy was reading your mind he slowed down, stopping almost as if he was taking pity on you. Half of you wanted him to keep going, but you were silently grateful. Freddy laughed quietly as he watched you squirm at the lack of movement.

" I'm gonna give you a bre-ak, you're about to pop! " He laughed even harder, " Ballora might take a while, why don't you just gi-ive in? I might not st-op next time~ " You didn't understand what he found so hilarious about the situation he'd put you in but you just nodded and tried to calm yourself down. 

Your clit ached for attention and you were genuinely debating on taking him up on his offer. You studied his expression, his massive antsy smile making you itch to wipe it off his face. 

"I'm gonna beat you Freddy" You muttered through gritted teeth, his smile getting impossibly bigger at your harsh breaths. He quickly started up again, taking your taunting words more seriously than you'd expected. 

Your head once again got fuzzy with pleasure and soft moans left your lips, and minutes passed too slowly yet much too fast. Tears filling your vision as you tried to stave off your orgasm, now regretting the boasting you'd attempted to do. Your brain was ready to try to form a cohesive thought and beg for Freddy to touch you when a door finally opened. 

You blinked your tears away as Freddy abruptly stopped his movements. Ballora walked in as oblivious as ever with a trail of minireenas just behind her. You wanted to call out to her immediately but the words died in your throat when Freddy unexpectedly started moving again.

" Jeez Ballora what to-ook you so long? He asked, unabashedly still using you even if it mortified you.

" Freddy…? What are you doing? Is Y/N with you? " Worry filled her voice as she got closer, you wanted to say something to her but all you could let out was an embarrassingly wanton moan at a particularly hard thrust.

" Y/N's right here! The-re's no need to worry, I've got her sa-fe and warm! She was even sweet enough to wa-rm up my cock for me " You stared at the ground in shame, silence filling the room except for the constant shlick shlick of Freddy driving himself into you. Ballora stood in shock for a second and you were sure if she could blush she'd be the same shade of red as you were.

She silently started her stride again, quickly getting to you before carefully sliding to kneel in front of you. Freddy thankfully dropped his grip on your torso, letting you freely move. Ballora opened her arms in a simple gesture but you had to stop the sob of relief that tried to escape.

You almost collapsed into her, arms tightly wrapped around her as you were momentarily distracted from the onslaught of pleasure you were receiving. Thankfully she didn't say anything about your current predicament, instead opting to gently rub at your back. 

" Oh darling what happened while I was gone? " She asked quietly, " Is Freddy being mean to you? " You laughed against her chest, new found tears slowly falling. 

"Yes, he said I couldn't cum until you touched me" You didn't care if you stretched the truth a little, you already felt more at ease in Balloras hold.

" Hey! That's no-ot true! She decided to play with me and she's just ups-et that I didn't make it easy! " Freddy protested with a frown, making sure to punctuate his words with a particularly hard thrust. You made a protesting sound at his harsh treatment but didn't correct him.

" Y/N don't lie to me, i wouldn't want to have to punish you when you're so close to cumming " You shivered at the familiar words but just nodded against her, too ashamed to say anything else. She went back to rubbing your back in a soothing manner,

" If you just wanted me to touch so you could have said so darling, now let me help you princess " Ballora's kind words cut right through you, making you soft and pliable to anything she said. She easily sat you up before her hands roamed your body.

Long, elegant fingers gently traced your face and neck as she took her time mapping you out. They traced your sweater all the way down to the hem before slipping under and pressing into your stomach. Ballora leaned towards you to pepper kisses on your face, smooth metal lips cooling your overheated skin.

"Ballora…" You whined, as much as you enjoyed the attention your legs were an uncomfortable mix of numb and extremely oversensitive. You weren't quite sure how much more you could take.

" Give me a second honey, be a good girl and let me take care of you " Her lips quirked up at the mewl you gave in response before easily getting back to letting her hands roam lower. 

" Y/N r-really likes it when you compliment her~ " Freddy huffed, movements unexpectedly slowing down as he pushed as far as he could into you. You weren't sure why he'd stopped until the feeling of his cum spewing into you keyed you in.

"That's not fair" You said weakly, one word away from whining before you let out a squeak as Ballora briefly pinched your thigh. 

" Behave Y/N " Was the only warning she gave but your fizzled brain took it harsher than she probably meant it to sound, reflexively your eyes watered slightly. 

" 'm sorry" You mumbled as you leaned back into Freddy, needy for any kind of attention that would release the pressure between your legs. 

" Don't be so me-an to her Ballora " Freddy haphazardly pet your ribs with his free hand, " I've had her here for alm-ost 30 minutes, our little cumdump is just a li-ttle frustrated " You could feel your face burn at the name he called you, 

"I'm not-!" Before you could even finish your sentence Ballora's smooth fingers finally grazed your aching clit. It was as if she flipped a switch inside you and you had to try to quickly censor yourself.

" I don't think she minds me being a little mean now do you Y/N? " She cooed sweetly as her fingers explored further down. A soft moan escaped you as she gently felt around as if she was mapping out how filled up you were.

It was the most intimate thing you could possibly think, her fingers following your puffy folds, applying featherlight pressure until they led to where your abused hole was stretched past your limit. She firmly rubbed the crease where Freddy’s cock and your folds met,

" See her cunts still sopping wet, were you excited for me baby? " Freddy let out a wheezing laugh at her choice of words,

" I think she is, every time you ta-lk she gets so-o tight " The way they talked about you as if you couldn't even respond made your head incredibly fuzzy, whoever programmed them must have known what they were doing.

You watched in anticipation as her digits finally traced their way back to your clit, you were a moaning mess by the time she finally started applying pressure. And naturally it didn't take long for her to bring you to the edge, you squeezed your eyes shut as you finally let the pleasure wash over you. You came to your senses when a familiar pair of lips pressed against your neck for a second,

" Didn't want you fainting on me dear " Ballora joked, you shared a breathless laugh. She let your brain catch up before she got on her feet to slowly lift you off of Freddy, thankfully helping you stand after. She held your close, waiting until you were steady on your feet to let go.

" How about we get you cleaned up, take you to the kitchen, maybe a cup of tea before you go? " She kneeled behind you in an unexpected motion, making you regain the blush you'd almost lost as she helped you get your underwear and pants on unprompted.

"It's already time to go?" You ask as you try to swallow your disappointment, catching a glimpse of Freddy tucking himself up and hobbling on his feet.

" You spent a lot of time with Foxy~ " He teased, only laughing harder at the glare you gave him. 

" I'm afraid so dear, how about you come back next Saturday? I'm sure we'd all like to see you again " Ballora pressed a kiss to your hips before pulling your pants all the way up and letting you fiddle with them. Your ears burned warm at the thought of coming back, did they like you that much?

"I'll… try to come back I promise" She seemed pleased with that response as she got up and pulled you into another warm embrace which Freddy jumped in on as well.

" Good, now let's go get you ready to leave sweetie " You still weren't sure if the warm feeling in your chest was warranted but this time you didn't fight it off. While you didn't find solace in casual trespassing like you had planned, but getting your brains fucked out by two animatronics and coddled by the other bought that idea out by a landslide. 

[incorrect-fnaf-quotes]

I’m opening requests.

It seemed like it would be something fun to do—I’ll basically be writing x reader headcanons/scenarios/etc for FNaF. The requests can be romantic or platonic.

There’s a lot of characters in FNaF, so along with the rules, I made a list for who can (currently) be requested:

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Security Breach+Ruin: Vanny, The Glamrocks+Bonnie, MXES.

Help Wanted: Glitchtrap.

FNaF 2: The Toys, Withered Bonnie, RXQ/Shadow Bonnie, Puppet.

FNaF 3: Springtrap.

FNaF 4: Spring Bonnie, Fredbear, Plushtrap.

Pizza Sim: Scraptrap, Molten Freddy, Lefty, Henry Emily, Michael Afton.

Sister Location: Funtime Freddy.

FNaF 1: Freddy, Foxy, Bonnie, Chica.

Fazbear Frights: Pitbonnie/Pittrap.

When it comes to certain characters, such as the FNaF 1 group, along with some others, it’ll basically just be their AI’s.

—

Some quick rules:

•When making a request, the amount of characters that you can do in a single one (separately) is three.•

•Tell me what you want exactly in the ask. If it’s just: “Glam. Fred x reader” without much else, I won’t really have anything.•

•There’s just the typical things that I will not write for a request- smut, yandere, anything gross, etc. Aside from that, there’s a lot that I would write.•

•Not a rule, I’m just saying in advance, sorry if some of them seem OOC at all.•

[blackypanther9]

Funtime – Wanda Maximoff x Male!Reader

A/N: Honestly ? I wanted to almost write “Funtime (Freddy)”. Okay ! I’ll stop ! Hahaha ! XD Also guys...we need to talk about your way how you write me some categories... Like “Asphyxiation“. First off, I had to research what the heck that was, instead of “choking” or “air restriction kink”, second there were two kinds of that and if I wouldn’t have known it was supposed to be smut, I would have almost gone for the “condition of deficient supply of oxygen”, which I’m pretty sure is a dangerous disease. Not to diss anyone, just saying that next time, you don’t have to use big words, just say choking and stuff. I had a bit of trouble writing it, also..I left it somehow a bit open, because I had no idea what else to add. TvT NOW ONTO THE ONESHOT (I hope I did it okay. I think I fucked up with Universe 838...) (Pic belongs to rightful owner)

WARNING!: Mention of murder, blood x gore, oral sex, face sitting, thigh worship, ass worship, praising, ruined orgasm/Orgasm denial, headscissor AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

She snuck up on the guard that was completely at her mercy. He was scared and she relished in it, she was ready the kill him, end his pathetic life, but she halted as Wanda observed him.

M/n was scared, don’t get him wrong, but damn her hips and thighs looked mighty fine. If he wouldn’t be at deaths mercy at the moment, he would have loved to ravish her and snuggle with her thighs, like holy shit. He didn’t even notice that he was hard, while Wanda was.

“What are you staring at ? Speak up, before I kill you.”, Wanda demanded darkly.

M/n swallowed thickly.

“Ah...Your thighs and hips look...sexy ? I know I’m gonna die, but well...might as well appreciate the view as long as I can, right ?”, M/n asked a bit nervously.

He was blushing. Wanda stared at him in disbelief, then in thoughts.

“If you can satisfy me, I will spare you.”, Wanda said.

M/n perked up at that and nodded.

“Okay. What do you want me to do ?”

“Get on the ground, on your stomach and wait.”, she replied darkly and then took off her pants and panties.

M/n did as told, not wanting to spoil his chance. She laid down on her back, opening her legs wide.

“Go on, start your game.”, she commanded.

M/n dived in and started to kiss her thighs, even ran his hands over the back of her thighs. She laid back there, just enjoying herself, while M/n kissed Wanda’s thighs, sucked small marks into them, which made her groan a bit and he even bit and nibbled at them, grasping what he couldn’t mark and worship properly.

Then she locked M/n into a head scissor and he groaned as Wanda cut off his airwaves. He continued to kiss and mark her thighs for a while, until Wanda had enough and pushed him away with her foot. M/n listened, his rod even harder than it was before.

It was hot how the Scarlet Witch just cut off his airwaves with her pretty thighs.

“On your back, boy.”, she commanded.

M/n did as told.

“Good boy.”, Wanda praised.

She soon was over him and before he could react, she sat down on his face. M/n moaned and started to lick, kiss and suck on Wanda’s cunt and her ass. She moaned, grabbing his hair and pulling and pushing him a bit.

“You’re doing so good. So, so good. Good boy.”, she praised.

She barely let him catch his breath, but he continued to please her none the less. He put his tongue inside her and started to tongue fuck her, which got her moaning loudly.

“What a good boy you are~!”, Wanda moaned out her praise.

M/n could see black dots appearing in his vision slowly, but he was determined to get her to cum, before he can take a breath. He continued to fuck her with his tongue, even pulled out of her cunt a few times to give her ass some more attention as well, before he stuffed her cunt with his tongue again.

“Fuck~! That’s it~! I’m close~! Make me cum~! Continue to be a good little toy~!”, Wanda moaned.

M/n truly wanted to do just as she asked, but he got more and more dizzy. And then suddenly...he passed out. The edge for an orgasm went away and Wanda groaned in frustration.

“Why did you stop ?”, she asked.

But no response came, only then did she realize that M/n was out cold. She got off of him and looked him over. He was still breathing luckily, but she almost suffocated him.

‘He passed out because he didn’t get any air...’

Her cunt was throbbing and wet, still in need of that orgasm that she was so close to. She sighed and picked M/n up, then left with him in a hurry, dragging him somewhere with her, to hide, so he can make up for it later.

A/N: I hope I added everything into it ! I was unsure if I should continue it and if yes, how, so I left it pretty much open.

[lucuslavigne]

Admit It, You wanted to let me in.

Kazuha × Leitora.

๑: kazuha!ballora, leitora!segurança, fnaf!sl au, creepy (?), monsterfic (?), smut (fingering, size kink, strength kink, noncon, squirt, oversimulation, bulge, exibicionismo, humilhação), twt, dark content?

Nene's note: eu meio que gostei amei escrever isso aqui ??? Enfim, sempre que lerem "Ballora" no texto pensem numa Kazuha robô de dois metros de altura e uma aparência igual a da foto que eu coloquei 😩 NÃO ME JULGUEM OK????????

Se algum dos tópicos acima te deixa desconfortável ou te causa gatilhos, por favor não leia.

Espero que gostem.

Trabalhava há quatro meses no Freddy's Fazbear Pizzaria. Depois de passarem por uma grande reforma, na qual mudaram o estilo da pizzaria juntamente com os animatrônicos, eles estavam precisando de novos funcionários, o que te proporcionou um emprego de guarda noturna na empresa.

Já estava familiarizada com alguns dos personagens que a empresa tinha, passava um bom tempo conversando com Funtime Chica durante seus intervalos. Funtime Foxy sempre falava das pequenas crianças que interagiam com ele e Funtime Freddy vivia em seu canto juntinho de seu amigo Bon-bon. Circus Baby sempre estava brincando com seus Bidybabies e Ballora... Bom, ela vivia dançando com suas minireenas.

Você gostaria de poder espalhar a verdade para o mundo. Gostaria de falar da farsa que a pizzaria carregava. Queria gritar que o desaparecimento exagerado de crianças na cidade era por conta da franquia Fazbear. Todo aquele sangue inocente sendo derramado por puro capricho do Afton.

Se recorda de cada corpo que era retirado por você de dentro da Circus Baby. Até mesmo o corpo dela. Elizabeth Afton. Filha de William Afton, dono da pizzaria em que trabalhava. Desde o incidente, William usa Circus Baby como armadilha para as crianças, tentando a todo custo recuperar a alma da filha, agora morta. E ai se alguém ousasse contar disso para as autoridades... Acabavam piores que as pobres crianças. Cada grito, cada gota de sangue na grande sala de manutenção, os órgãos que eram largados alí, tudo isso te afetava.

Uma música começou a tocar pela sala em que você estava, e você conhecia muito bem aquela música. Automaticamente parou de andar e desligou sua lanterna, só aí percebendo o quão alta sua respiração estava por lembrar das cenas horríveis que vivera nesses quatro meses.

— Tem alguém aí? — perguntou. — Eu posso escutar alguém andando pela minha sala.

Levou sua mão esquerda lentamente até seu rosto, cobrindo seu nariz e boca, tentando não fazer nenhum som. Ballora conseguia captar os mais suaves ruídos, tinha que aproveitar enquanto ela ainda não estava com os olhos abertos, se não você estava perdida. Tentou andar suavemente nas pontas dos pés até sua sala, pensando que tinha conseguido despistar a grande bailarina robótica.

— Me peça por uma dança uma outra hora, querida. — e então se virou para olhar a mulher animatrônica, somente para ficar mais apavorada ao perceber que a mesma lhe encarava com olhos roxos brilhantes.

Entrou em sua pequena sala com pressa, fechando todas as portas e ligando seu ventilador. Toda aquela adrenalina precisava sair de seu corpo, seus olhos já estavam marejados pelo terror que aquele lugar carregava, tentava não fazer som algum, para não despertar os outros animatrônicos, mas estava se tornando uma tarefa árdua. O peito havia começado a doer, o coração estava apertado. Movida por um pico de consciência, se sentou no chão, pegou sua mochila e a apoiou nas pernas, colocando o rosto alí, para abafar o som de seu choro angustiado.

Quanto mais se permitia chorar, mais sentia a necessidade de tal ato. A falta de ar de fez presente, mas continuou com o rosto sufocado pelo travesseiro, sentia sua garganta seca, seus olhos doíam, mesmo que estivessem fechados.

Sem suportar mais a necessidade do ar, levantou o rosto buscando oxigênio, tentando ainda não fazer ruídos.

Olhou para seu relógio, três e meia da manhã. Sem sinais deles. Então abriu as portas da sala e respirou fundo, sabendo que ainda restavam algumas horas até poder descansar na paz de sua casa, mas a música voltou. Uma luz roxa iluminou a sua sala, e quando se virou para a direita, alí estava ela, olhando fixamente para você.

— Ballora. — apontou sua lanterna para a robô. — Volte para seu palco.

— Admita. — se aproximou de você lentamente. — Você queria que eu entrasse. — ficou de frente com você.

— Volte para o seu palco Ballora. — disse novamente.

— Eu decido a hora de voltar. — te pegou pelo pescoço, te jogando em cima de sua mesa, derrubando tudo que havia ali em cima.

— Argh! — reclamou de dor, mas mal teve tempo de raciocinar, já que a mulher robótica te virou de costas e rasgou suas roupas. — Pare Ballora! — sentiu as lágrimas formarem em seus olhos novamente.

Sua cabeça foi forçada contra a mesa, o que arrancou de você um gemido de desconforto. As mãos metálicas percorriam seu corpo e você lutava com todas as suas forças para se livrar da bailarina.

— Não se mexa, ou será pior. — falou calmamente, embora estivesse fazendo uma ameaça. Em resposta, seu corpo cansado parou de se mover, era em vão tentar lutar contra a robô duas vezes maior e mais forte que você.

— Pare por favor Ballora. — implorou. Suas lágrimas escorriam pela mesa e sua respiração era falha. Tinha certeza de que a franquia Fazbear estava envolvida com muitos outros crimes que você não fazia ideia, o terror da ideia te fez estremecer e então sentiu algo gelado sendo forçado contra sua intimidade. — Meu Deus! — e então seu choro se tornou mais alto.

A mão enorme que segurava sua cabeça foi movida para sua cintura, te levantando com facilidade, o que te fez ficar de ponta cabeça no ar.

— Então a intimidade humana feminina é assim. — ouviu, e então percebeu que o que estava dentro de si era um dos dedos de Ballora. Mas como eram tão grandes assim? Você se sentia cheia, empalada somente com um dedo da robô, com o pressentimento de que a qualquer instante poderia ser rasgada ao meio.

— B-Ballora... — sentiu o corpo dar um espasmo, a mesma nem estava movimentando o dedo e você o sentia fundo dentro de você.

— Precisa de algo senhorita guarda? — te perguntou, e você apenas movimentou seu quadril contra o rosto de metal. — Eu deveria movê-lo? — e então começou a estocar sua buceta lentamente.

— Ah! — revirou os olhos, o dedo da bailarina tocava seu colo do útero facilmente. O volume em sua barriga denunciava a profundidade que Ballora metia em você. — M-meu Deus! — gemia a cada vez que sentia o metal gelado arrastando por dentro de sua intimidade, agora melada de lubrificação.

— Você emite lindos sons. — sentiu mais um dedo ser forçado para dentro da sua buceta, te alargando mais ainda.

— Ballora! — tentou sair das mãos gigantes, seus gritos e choro não pareciam ser escutados pela robô. — P-pare! — tentava chutá-la.

— Minireenas. — chamou as pequenas máquinas com tutus de ballet. — Segurem ela.

E então vários pares de mãos minúsculas por todo seu corpo, não tinha ideia que aqueles robôs tão pequenos eram tão fortes.

Você estava de ponta cabeça, com os braços e pernas abertos, com dois dos gigantes dedos da mulher robótica dentro de você. Eles se moviam lentamente, mas alcançavam os mais fundos lugares dentro do seu corpo te fazendo tremer, mas você já não sabia se era de dor ou prazer. Sua buceta contraia contra o metal dos dedos de Ballora, você estava cansada, estava destruída. Queria estar odiando a situação, mas Ballora estava te fodendo tão bem! Você chorava a cada minuto que sentia o orgasmo próximo.

— Você parece incomodada senhorita guarda. — te falou. — Tem algo para me falar?

— E-eu vou... — mas não teve tempo de terminar, apenas lambuzou os dedos incrivelmente grandes da animatrônica.

— Isso que é um orgasmo? — perguntou sem parar de mover os dedos dentro de você.

— Ballora para! — chorava pela superestimulação e sensibilidade que estava sentindo.

— Seu corpo parece estar gostando. — e passou a meter mais rápido.

— Hmmm! — mordeu seus lábios.

O vai e vem dos dedos dentro de você era insano, se perguntava como a bateria da robô ainda não tinha acabado devido ao esforço que ela estava fazendo. As risadinhas das minireenas te faziam querer se esconder, e ver os olhos brilhantes de Ballora tão fixos em você fazia seu corpo tremer.

— Virem ela. — quando você finalmente ficou com sua cabeça no alto novamente, sentiu uma forte tontura. Mas Ballora tinha outros planos. Ela segurou sua cintura com uma mão – essa que fechava seu corpo todo sem problemas – e passou a te movimentar para cima e para baixo nos dedos largos. — Isso é bom? — te perguntou.

E você estava ocupada demais gemendo com o contato, sua lubrificação já caía pelo chão e escorria pelo braço da mulher robótica, a deixando mais brilhante que o normal. Seu corpo já dava espasmos, e quando se deu conta, você já estava esguichando pelo chão de sua sala com os dedos de Ballora ainda dentro de você.

Quando achou que tudo havia acabado, viu Ballora levantar uma de suas pernas e te colocar sentada alí, fazendo força com as duas mãos para te manter alí.

— Meu criador disse que mulheres gostam desse tipo de contato. — e começou a te mover pela coxa gelada.

Você até pensou em tentar se afastar, mas suas forças já estavam esgotadas, então apenas deixou a robô fazer o que quisesse com seu corpo. Seu corpo estava mole, apenas sendo sustentado pela força de Ballora, essa que te movia para frente e para trás, fazendo seu pontinho roçar contra o metal gelado.

Você sentia suas pernas ficarem meladas com seus próprios sucos, o atrito era tão gostoso que se não estivesse sendo feito contra sua vontade você pediria por mais. Você só queria que tudo aquilo acabasse logo.

— Parece cansada senhorita guarda. — Ballora te falou. — Eu deveria parar? — te perguntou.

— P-pare... — sussurrou. Mas você sabia que pedir seria em vão.

Quando você gozou mais uma vez, sentiu sua visão escurecer e você acordar com o barulho do relógio de sua sala marcando cinco e meia da manhã. Você ainda tinha meia hora para arrumar um uniforme novo e ir para casa.

Se levantou devagar e viu o estado de sua sala. Havia gozo por todo lado e seu uniforme estava totalmente estraçalhado.

— E agora? — se perguntou. E então decidiu pegar um esfregão para começar a limpar a sala, depois disso procuraria uma roupa.

O vento gelado batia contra seu corpo e você se arrepiava, principalmente quando sentia a brisa ir contra sua intimidade ainda úmida.

— Deveria ir embora senhorita guarda. — seu corpo travou. — Tome. — te entregou um uniforme novo. — Irá precisar.

— O-obrigada Ballora. — pegou a muda de roupas com as mãos trêmulas.

— Não pense que poderá fugir de mim. — zombou. — Sabe que é impossível.

E você apenas vestiu suas roupas e caminhou até a saída da pizzaria, pensando em como poderia fugir dela. A bailarina robótica.

[lily-pythonz]

- Requests -

What I WILL write:

Smut, Angst, Fluff.

male, female, trans, and gn!reader.

What I will NOT write:

adult x minor, minor x minor, weird kinks (like piss kinks, etc.), or anything I'm uncomfortable with. Please understand.

FNAF characters I'll write for:

Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie, Foxy, Chica, Golden Freddy, Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, Withered Freddy, Springtrap, William Afton, Michael Afton, Nightmare, Nightmare Freddy, Nightmare Bonnie, Nightmare Foxy, Funtime Freddy, Funtime Foxy, Scraptrap, Lefty, Rockstar Freddy, Rockstar Bonnie, Glitchtrap, Vanny, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Chica, Montgomery Gator, Sundrop, Moondrop, Roxanne, FNAF Big Band animatronics, etc.

(basically most of the FNAF characters but none of the minors, I can do nsfw and sfw for the characters!! Just request it and I'll do it. I will also write nsfw and sfw for FNAF fan game characters as well. Will write for the super mario bros characters as well!! Like Bowser, Mario, Luigi. I also will write for helluva boss characters since the newer episodes came out! And I'll write for (Movie) Mike, William, and Vanessa!)

If you wanna request something, go ahead! Requests are open at this time 🤍

updated!

[ao3feed-tf2ships]

Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Fortress Simulator

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/54973807

by PresidentHaise

Through nepotism, Michael Afton is given the job title of “Head of Security” and is sent to work for William’s newest business venture: “Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Fortress”; a state of the art restaurant and arcade that offers the public paid-access to immerse themselves in the most sophisticated VR simulations ever seen on Earth.

Beknownst to the Afton family, the true ulterior motive of Fazbear Entertainment’s newest location goes deeper than what meets the eye. Under the guidance of the two co-owners of the new massive operation hidden beneath the restaurant, Michael is put in charge of a team of odd mercenaries who were hired directly by William himself.

Together, Michael, his friends, family, animatronic workforce, and the employees of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Fortress will band together to travel through space and time to defeat the last remnant of an evil cosmic entity; the same very ultimate one who created the quantum supercomputer they’re utilizing known as the “Moon Cell”.

 (TF2 x FNAF x Fate/EXTRA CCC)

(Is based in the same universe of my previous fanfiction, and it’s recommend that you read that prior)

Words: 3064, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Moonlit

Fandoms: Fate/EXTRA, Five Nights at Freddy's, Team Fortress 2

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Michael Afton, William Afton | Dave Miller, Scout (Team Fortress 2), Soldier (Team Fortress 2), Pyro (Team Fortress 2), Engineer (Team Fortress 2), Heavy (Team Fortress 2), Demoman (Team Fortress 2), Medic (Team Fortress 2), Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Spy (Team Fortress 2), Original Master(s) (Fate), Charlotte "Charlie" Emily, The Crying Child (Five Nights at Freddy's), Elizabeth Afton, BB (Fate), Miss Pauling (Team Fortress 2), Jeremy Fitzgerald, Neco-Arc (Tsukihime), Solomon | Caster, Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, Funtime Animatronics (Five Nights at Freddy's), Circus Baby (Five Nights at Freddy's), Glamrock Animatronics (Five Nights at Freddy's), Toy Animatronics (Five Nights at Freddy's), Classic Animatronics | Five Nights at Freddy's 1 Animatronics, Glamrock Freddy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Roxanne Wolf (Five Nights at Freddy's), Vanessa A. | Ness, Vanny | Reluctant Follower | Beta-Tester

Relationships: Miss Pauling/Scout (Team Fortress 2), Michael Afton/Charlotte "Charlie" Emily, William Afton | Dave Miller/BB (Fate), RED Spy/Scout's Mother (Team Fortress 2), Soldier/Zhanna (Team Fortress 2)

Additional Tags: NSFW, Angst and Humor, Childhood Trauma, Action/Adventure, Romance, Michael Afton is The Crying Child's Older Brother, Michael Afton-centric, Good Parent William Afton | Dave Miller, Alive Charlotte "Charlie" Emily, The Crying Child is Named Evan Afton, Elizabeth Afton and The Crying Child Live, Spy is Scout's Parent (Team Fortress 2), Monogamy, Smut, Elizabeth Afton Does Not Possess Circus Baby, Multiverse, Weird Plot Shit

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/54973807

[swampgh0stt]

I originally wrote this for someone, but -- it's been rejected, so. I'll post it here. This is 18+ smut with (ftm trans) Michael & Funtime Freddy cw: drug use, dubcon, animatronic fucking

His eyes cracked open, struggling to take stock of suddenly unfamiliar surroundings. The last thing Michael remembered was Freddy lunging at him before the whole world went dark. He felt cold metal beneath him, which he assumed was a cleared off work station. But as far as recognizing anything else in the room? Well, Michael could barely see through the thick haze he was stuck in.

“Oh, Birthday Boy!” Funtime Freddy’s gleeful voice filled his ears. Michael knew he should run, knew he should do something, but his body felt heavy and sluggish. He barely had the strength to move, much less respond. Instead, his steel-blue eyes shifted, letting the bleary form of the white animatronic bear slowly come into focus. 

He still didn’t know what room he was even in. 

Funtime Freddy hovered nearby, the shiny face-plates moving closer once he registered a response. “How long has it been!? Bon Bon and I missed you!” Michael could only blink in confusion. What was Freddy talking about? He had been here just last night, resetting the power. “Oh, don’t act so shocked! We would know our creator anywhere!” 

Icy dread washed over the young Afton like a tidal wave, immediately drowning him. His eyes widened as he realized-- they think I’m my Dad. And in all his experience, Michael knew: that was never good. 

The animatronic captor moved with purpose, towering over Michael’s smaller form to trap him against the work-table while Bon Bon hopped down. Their hands worked quickly, unbuttoning his shirt and pants in tandem. They had done this before, working with practiced ease to strip away layers of clothes and toss the articles aside without care. Bon Bon paused as the boxers were torn away, while Freddy fumbled with the clasps of a binder. Michael was coherent enough to struggle then, but not strong enough to stop them. The last of his clothing was torn away, leaving him bare and flustered— vulnerable to their critical gaze as both animatronics looked him over in confusion. 

This was…. different than what they were used to. Which meant this was not their creator. 

“Well!” Bon Bon broke the tense silence, his tone full of excitement at the challenge before them. “You are full of surprises, Eggs Benedict.” The animatronic rabbit let out a giggle, both paws covering his mouth as if he spilled some unknown secret. 

Funtime Freddy raised his hand, covering Michael’s mouth and nose. “Speaking of surprises--” That permanent grin set upon the animatronic bear’s face seemed more sinister as Michael’s body went sluggish again, his vision going black once more as the smell of grass clippings invaded his nose, some foreign sweetness splashed over his tongue. 

As Michael fell slack in Freddy’s grip, the two animatronics exchanged a mischievous look between themselves. This might not be their creator… but they weren’t going to pass on a good time either. 

-----

The first thing Michael became aware of was how impossibly full he felt. Though his body was heated and flushed, he still found himself surrounded by cold. It moved in a slow rhythm, grinding deep with each thrust that left Michael breathless and utterly succumbed to the bliss he felt. 

Wait. 

His eyes fluttered open. He was still in that unknown room… Then he looked down to one side, his heart dropping when he noticed Bon Bon watching. Michael tilted his head back, staring up with glazed steely-blue eyes at Funtime Freddy, who kept him trapped with an arm wrapped firmly around his waist. Michael didn’t have the will to fight, leaning back against the animatronic with a low keening whine. 

“I think he likes it,” Bon Bon commented, obviously pleased with how disheveled they had their captive. One of his blue paws reached out, admiring the slight bulge of Funtime Freddy’s silicone cock each time he buried into Michael again. 

“I…” Michael found himself at a loss for words, though he did try to speak. Each attempt was punched out with another hard thrust from Freddy’s cock, until finally? Michael gave in, abandoning any attempt to speak while the animatronic bear pushed him closer and closer to the edge of mounting bliss. 

Then, Freddy hooked his hand beneath Michael’s knee, raising his leg up ever so slightly. With the new angle, he was able to drive deeper inside, dragging another desperate whine from their human companion. That was exactly the reaction he was looking for. Freddy sneered, holding that much tighter to his captive, to prevent too much squirming, before his leisurely thrusts turned into quick snaps of his hips. 

Michael’s entire body tensed, one of his hands grabbing for Bon Bon while the other held tightly to the animatronic bear. “Fuck-!!” He wasn’t ready for such a violent change of pace, his head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut. Sweat matted brunette locks down, framing his face; his lips parted with gasping, whiny moans he couldn’t hold back. It was all becoming too much, too fast-- not enough. 

Then bliss overtook him. Michael’s body shuddered through orgasm, spilling slick over silicone as he writhed against the larger body holding him hostage. Freddy refused to yield, savoring the way Michael rolled his hips back to meet each thrust, desperate for more until he just couldn’t take it. “Too much--” He panted, pleading with his captors for mercy. 

And finally, Freddy granted it. Smug as ever, he pulled out, admiring the way Michael slumped back against him, weightless and trembling in the aftermath of his orgasm. “Good boy!” Bon Bon praised, climbing up along Freddy’s side until he could grab for Michael’s face, cupping his cheeks in both paws. “You did so well!” 

It felt odd, yearning for praise in this situation. Michael wanted more of it, leaning into Bon Bon’s gentle touch. 

But Freddy wasn’t quite done with him yet. “There’s still one more gift for the Birthday Boy,” the animatronic bear all but purred as he stood, holding Michael out while his chest plate opened with a terrible hiss. Michaels heart dropped when the animatronic began to pull him in. Metallic cables snaked out, wrapping around their captive with purpose to help drag him through. 

“No..” Michael’s shaking hands caught the edges of Freddy’s chest cavity. His fingertips turned white from the effort, struggling against the cables pulling his naked body inside. His heart was pounding, from exhaustion and terror; what would become of him, once inside? The thought terrified him. And why was there a chest cavity hollowed out, big enough to fit him inside? 

His tired body was pushed well beyond its limits. There was never a chance he could break free. Freddy had him right where he wanted. One slip of the hand was enough to fully envelop Michael within before the front hatch closed and trapped him inside. And once he was trapped? Michael found himself swarmed with thick cables. His wrists were captured and pulled away from each other, trapped against the walls of the animatronic. One wrapped around his neck, constricting in intervals, choking tightly and bringing him to the edge of passing out before easing up so he might catch his breath before it started again. 

Another set forcefully opened his legs, leaving him exposed. All protest was lost on his lips as more and more cables took notice. Michael’s entire body tensed as one pushed into his cunt, burying deep and vibrating against his inner walls. It barely gave him a moment to get used to its intrusion before pulling nearly all the way out and thrusting in again. Shaking and overwhelmed, Michael was helpless to stop as the cable continued with a harsh rhythm that left him overstimulated and whining. Then a second cable joined in, relentless and vibrating like the first, leaving Michael impossibly stuffed and helpless to their whim. 

Bon Bon giggled as he hopped upon Freddy’s wrist again, admiring their handy work. They wouldn’t be able to hear Michael inside, but just the thought alone was enough. “We still have some time before we give him up, right?” It would be a shame not to savor this victory. 

Freddy had a dreamy look on his face, almost as if he wasn’t paying attention at first. “Yeah, we got him for a while longer.” No one would ever suspect to look for him inside either, so they could continue on without fear. 

--up until it was time to relinquish Michael to Circus Baby.

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Attracting Evil

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dPZbpQ

by AnimeGod768

Y/n L/n is an incredibly smart and intellectual individual. She is the daughter of the world's best detective/spy and the world's greatest inventor. Being a natural born genius, she has proven to be one of the smartest people ever known.

This world has many supernatural, extraterrestrial, and magical stuff in it yet Y/n is a normal human girl. She however, has incredible technology on her side.

She ends up dragging a lot of attention from several futa criminals and bad/evil people. How will her life change ?

Words: 12037, Chapters: 8/8, Language: English

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa 3: The End of 希望ヶ峰学園 | The End of Kibougamine Gakuen | End of Hope's Peak High School, Yandere Simulator (Video Game), IT - Stephen King, Friday the 13th Series (Movies), Five Nights at Freddy's, DCU (Comics)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: Multi, Other

Characters: Esdeath (Akame ga Kill!), Gasai Yuno, Daki | Ume (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Tokisaki Kurumi, Ishtar (DanMachi), Pennywise (IT), Golden Freddy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Toy Chica (Five Nights at Freddy's), Funtime Foxy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Roxanne Wolf (Five Nights at Freddy's), Jason Voorhees, Zero Two | 002, Alcina Dimitrescu, Alcina Dimitrescu's Daughters, Ayano Aishi | Yandere-chan, Nemesis (Yandere Simulator), Info-chan (Yandere Simulator), Enoshima Junko, M3GAN (M3GAN)

Additional Tags: Lemon, Futanari, Harems, Smut, Non-Consensual Bondage, Bondage, Rough Sex, Sex Toys, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Forced Orgasm, Rape/Non-con Elements, Gangbang, Gang Rape

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dPZbpQ

[wishgrantingedits]

🌤️ Blacklist ☁️

Hetalia

Viviespop/Hazbin/Helluva (not your fault if you kin a hh character, I’m just not comfortable editing for it)

FNF

South Park

Harry Potter

Factkin (real people)

Funtime Freddy (specific character. I have no problem and if you kin him ily but he just. really freaks me out)

ANY SMUT FANFIC I CANT BELIEVE I NEED TO CLARIFY THIS

[corruptedroses]

Do you think you can write about dubcon with funtime Freddy perhaps... 👉👈 I looove your headcanons omg

hi anon! Thank you so much for the support of my headcanons and I'm very happy you enjoy them enough to request a fic from me with the premise of my headcanons! I enjoyed writing down my personal thoughts of the animatronics and their personalities and being able to share them brings me joy, even as sappy as that may sound.

I hope you don't mind I tend to write for AFAB reader, as that's what I'm most experienced in and will default to that if a gender isn't specified, if you want me to make a AMAB version, feel free to send in another request and I'll do so straight away.

IF YOU INTERACT WITH THIS FIC AND ARE KNOWINGLY UNDER 18/STATE ON YOUR PROFILE YOU’RE SUCH, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

Focus — Funtime Freddy x AFAB! reader

Summery — There are only two reasons that the power system would not be working at this time of night; some sort of liquid had shorted out the circuit, or Freddy had turned it off himself and wanted to play. With the way Bonbon had situated himself on your desk when you had made it into the underground facility that day, your bets were on reason two.

Content Warnings — Dubcon, fear play, size kink, cable play (cables make up a tongue), man handling, over stimulation towards the end, oral (female receiving), vibrator (fingers), fingering

Fazbear entertainment was a type of company that was known for cutting corners when it came to their animatronics and was something you had picked up very early on into your job as a mechanic and caretaker for the animatronics hidden underneath the ground. At first, the animatronics had posed a significant threat to your wellbeing, but as time went on and you grew used to their antics that they did together as a group, you had figured that the animatronics had grown bored of trying to hunt you down.

Yes, bored. You had remembered being freaked out the moment you had put two and two together and realised that these animatronics had been programmed to have their own personalities, especially after hours when they were just meant to be on standby, but eventually, you had grown used to the fact that they were able to talk back to you through the glass that separated you from their auditoriums.

It probably aided you in your endeavours as a caretaker that you had stopped administering electric shocks whenever they had begun misbehaving in general, saving it for cases in which you felt extremely unsafe. Sure, they still freaked you out from how lifelike they were, especially with their own personalities and interests that they nagged you about again and again to bring things down for them to play with, but that would have to be saved for another day when management would finally respond to your requests.

However, with personalities came to another issue; they had their own free will and thought, and when they had their own free will and thought, they were unpredictable in what they wanted to do, so when the lights of the controls were turned off and the monitors that usually had pictures of the animatronics were reduced to nothing but static the moment you had crawled through the vents to get inside, you knew that something had happened in the hours that you had been gone.

“You have to be shitting me…” the power was already to beginning to flicker and waver, the emergency light overhead threatening to give out at any moment as you rushed over to the tablet on the other side of the room, ignoring the tapping from Foxy’s window as you pulled up the error log, flicking through the error messages from the last two hours to read the exact same thing; power system error, manual reboot required. Letting out a gentle curse as you almost slammed the tablet down harder than you would normally, your hands gripped the edges of the table hard, your knuckles turning white as you stared down at the log.

“I’m going to fucking kill him.” Now, while Ballora, Foxy and even Baby had never caused too much trouble for you after you had become somewhat friends with the freakishly clever AI, Freddy had always remained a pain in your ass since day one, a menace in highly advanced technological metal that always seemed to laugh whenever you had to enter his domain in which served as both his charging station and the breaker room, a place where you knew you’d have to go in order to turn back on the power.

Without power, the animatronics wouldn’t be able to charge, without power, you were sure you wouldn’t be able to make it out of the facility once your shift was over, without power, you were practically stuck in the facility until you faced Freddy who you didn’t even doubt for one second hadn’t turned the power system off himself. Running a hand down your face, the nearby sound of jumping and the table shuddering caused for you to peek through your fingers, peering down at the purple hand puppet that had made his presence known to you, the pink eyes of the smaller animatronic staring directly into your soul for a moment before it waved.

“Hello, caretaker!” Bonbon said in his ever so chipper voice, letting out a giggle as you picked him up with one hand, “Freddy sent me to come and get you once you arrived, we’re going to have so much fun today!”

I wish I could reprogram your voice you couldn’t help but think, sighing as you let the hand puppet animatronic sit on your shoulder, feeling as he gripped onto the shirt with his paws as you began to move around the room, deciding to quickly do the things you needed to do prior to visiting the breaker room.

Slipping out a book from the backpack you had brought along, you kicked open the hatch to Foxy’s room and slid it inside. “I got you that joke book you asked for, don’t let the management see it or else I’ll be in trouble.”

“A promise is made, and a promise is kept; I cannot lose my assistant now, can I?” You rolled your eyes at the Fox’s overdramatics, listening as his footsteps faded away from the window before you hid your bag away, pulling out a flashlight as you adjusted Bonbon’s grip on you, making sure he wouldn’t fall from your shoulder before you crawled through the hatch and into Ballora Gallery, quickly switching on the flashlight as you shined it through the open space.

“Ballora, it’s me, I need to pass through to turn the power back on.” You called out, hoping to hear at least a response, though as you watched minirennas stare at you from the stage, their leader’s music bouncing around the hall like a funeral’s final song, you couldn’t help but shudder at the sight.

Creepy little shits.

You had gotten used to them, but with the empty, voids for eyes and the way they giggled whenever they did anything, it wasn’t a shock why Ballora Gallery was not your favourite place to be — you still hadn’t forgiven them for the last time they had climbed all over you while you had been performing maintenance on Ballora without as much as a warning, so speeding up your steps, you wanted to get out of the room as fast as possible.

“So, any reason why Freddy wants my attention?” You decided to ask the purple rabbit on your shoulder, hearing the rabbit’s internal mechanisms whirl and turn as the eyes that always glowed turned to look at you.

“Nope, he just told me to fetch you.” Well, that exactly wasn’t any help in this situation.

The door to the breaker room letting out a nasty squeak once the handle turned, rusted by so many years of neglect that you had been meaning to get to fixing, yet with the animatronics that constantly required attention with the number of times they got themselves into situations that even they couldn’t explain.

The familiar sight of sparking wires greeted you once the door opened up, sighing softly as you kicked the door shut behind you with a gentle click, picking the purple animatronic up and off your shoulder before setting him down on the ground. If Freddy had been in this room, he no doubt was still here and Bonbon would be able to rejoin his other half, watching as the purple rabbit hopped his way into the darkness of the room, no doubt ready to start whatever little game Freddy had planned for the two of you tonight.

“Listen, Freddy,” you called out into the darkness, booting up the panel in order to begin your task, “I don’t know why you want me here, but I am not in the mood tonight to play your games and—” your voice was cut from you, feeling a hand wrap around your midsection and drag you towards a hard but yet oddly plush body, your insides warming from the way the hand so easily gripped you tight.

You didn’t want to give him what he wanted the most, your attention, so reaching out your arms to the panel, you began the process of rebooting the system, listening to the gentle hum as you decided to begin at Circus Gallery, knowing how she tended to get grumpy if the power in her area if off for too long.

Freddy’s grip didn’t loosen; something had pissed him off.

“I want to play a ga-game.”

“And I want to work,” you muttered underneath your breath.

“It’s a game you played with Zuke.” Your ex’s name coming from his speakers caused for you to pause, muscles tensing up as you stared at the panel in front of you. Your reaction didn’t go unnoticed, the bear letting out a glitchy chuckle through his speaker as he noticed how still you had become.

Your mind racing with thoughts as you tried to remember a time you had even mentioned your ex, but yet you came up with none, your head slowly turning to look at the eight-foot-tall bear who loomed over you, purple eyes looking at you as if you were prey — exactly how you felt the first night you had encountered him.

“Your phone ho-holds some interesting vide-deos.” Great, now you had a horny animatronic that– wait, could animatronics even get horny? Casting a weird glance as the Circus Gallery’s power came back online, you turned to the panel and counted the systems that needed to be reset.

You had seven more to go, and it didn’t look like Freddy wasn’t going to go any time soon. If you wanted him to leave, you had to play whatever game he wants to play, and if you won, he’d leave you alone, a simple but risky situation.

“What are the rules?” you reached forward once more to start restarting the power in the Circus control room, though another hand gripped at your forearm, dragging it back and away from the screen. Freddy only had one hand since the moment you met him, and yet he had two, perfectly functional ones currently.

“It’s a backup for when Bonbon is out of commission.” Freddy answered your silent question, almost gripping your arm tighter as he spoke, “rules are simple: I try and ma-make you beg for what you want, you reboot the power, first one to a-a-achieve their goal wins.”

That… oddly seemed simple enough once the bear had explained the conditions, yet there was something amiss in his wording that sent shivers up and down your spine. Freddy liked making you scared, he laughs whenever you near shit yourself after he scares you, maybe it’s just one of those sort of games.

Nodding, you mumbled that you agreed to the terms.

“Didn’t hear you~.” Oh that cheeky son of a bitch.

“I agree to your rules, may the first win.” If the animatronic could grin wider than he had been designed to do, then he probably would’ve as your fingers began to work away at trying to bring power back to the Circus Gallery control room.

Now, you had been expecting for him to pull some dumb shit like tickle you or some party trick that he was programmed to do to scare children for laughs, but what you had not been expecting for him to do is let the hand that had been holding your arm previously let go and begin to rub at your thigh, working its way from the outside in.

‘Odd tickling tactic, maybe he’s trying to catch me off guard.’ you thought to yourself, watching as the percentage went up slowly, ticking away as if it thought you had all the time in the world to wait for it to do what you wanted, but yet as one of his large fingers grazed at your covered crotch with purpose, you couldn’t help but stiffen slightly. The gears in your head begin to turn more and more, your fingers gripping the edge of the panel as you held your tongue.

No, he couldn’t have found one of those videos, he wasn’t built for that, right?

Seeing the control room regain power, you moved on. The pattern continued with the elevators and both the observatories with Freddy’s hands roaming your body as if he was waiting for some sort of queue, though it seemed with each passing room, the touches on your crotch were beginning to grow more purposeful. You hated to admit it, but with your semi-attraction to the bear and the way he was touching you, you knew that you had begun to drip with arousal, your legs shifting slightly in discomfort. Big mistake.

“You’re over halfway, how about we up the stakes?” Was your only warning before you felt one of his metallic fingers loop themselves into the waistband of your work pants and underwear and before you had a chance to question what the actual fuck he thought he was doing, your pants found themselves pooling around your ankles, his touches returning against with a fire that you didn’t know he had.

It didn’t take him long to find your clit, the bundle of nerves having to start pulsating with neglect prior and the feeling almost made you double over and lose your progress on the Funtime Auditorium, a gaspy breath escaping your mouth as your toes curled in your shoes.

“I thought it was just tickles,” you were able to get out through gritted teeth, not too sure if you liked it or not, but the texture of the plastic on his fingers made for interesting friction, especially as he rubbed a bit too hard.

“I said I’d make you beg.” Oh, he had said that.

As much as you wanted to focus, the feeling of his weight shifting behind you should’ve been an indicator to prepare, but even you couldn’t prepare as you felt his mouth bite your shoulder through your shirt, causing you to jump. It hurt, yes, but it seemed that even he knew his own strength as he didn’t bite down with near enough force he could.

The distraction was enough to cause for you to lose 10 percent of your progress before you caught on, rushing to fix it before it went down further.  Six green buttons soon greeted you as Funtime Auditorium joined them — two more to go.

You could do this, you could do this.

While he had let go of your shoulder, it seemed that Freddy wasn’t done yet with his party bag of tricks and cheats, hearing the buzzing before you felt it and if he hadn’t been practically holding you up at this point you were sure you would’ve fallen to the floor.

His fingers were vibrating. Not only that, as you felt the finger formally on your clit circle the opening of your dripping cunt, you swore you almost went cross-eyed for a moment at the feeling, feeling a tight coil in the pit of your stomach build and build, almost at the point of uncoiling.

Then he took his fingers away, the buzzing feeling remaining as you panted, using the panel as a support as you attempted to regain your composure as you heard his robotic laughter echo behind you; what a mean bitch.

Breathing deeply through your nose as his arms almost seemed to retreat from your form, your relief was short lived as you felt his hands grip at your waist, forcing you to lean against the panel, your feet barely grazing the ground as you yelped. “Too quiet.” The animatronic somehow was able to hiss out from his voicebox, the faceplates loud enough as they moved and shuffled around, your sweaty hands attempting to keep a grip on the panel as you were basically hung upside down in his hold, the only thing keeping you from slamming your face into his lower body being the panel.

During the struggle your pants and had been removed fully, your fingers that weren’t clutching onto the side of the panel beginning to pick up their pace as you started bringing back the Ballora Gallery’s power, though significantly slower than using two hands.

That’s when you felt claws prick themselves into your skin, your hair standing on end, and as you looked down your body to look momentarily at the animatronic behind you, you near almost screamed — not only were his faceplates open wide, but he had a tongue, a working, functioning tongue that looked no different to his endoskeleton, watching as the cables flicked through the air as he cackled.

“Th-There’s that look I was looking for!” His speakers cackled with his laughter, the sight of the way his bottom jaw moved along side the words causing you to turn back to the panel, slamming your fingers down as you felt the blunt tip of the cables slither up your thigh.

Mind swarming with yes and no, you knew the situation was incredibly, incredibly wrong because for goodness sake this was a robot that had his attention on you like this, but yet the thrill, the heat of the situation, the attention on you, it felt so right. Maybe it had been the fact that it had been a long time since the last you got laid, but yet as you felt the cables practically vibrate around your sex as you typed into the panel.

Ballora Gallery’s power returned the moment the cables found their way inside, your back tensing at the sudden and odd feeling of the intrusion.

There was only one more room to go, one more room until you won the bet that the oversized animatronic had made with you, but yet as the cables dragged themselves in and out of your dripping cunt, you couldn’t help but shudder and bite the inside of your cheek in a desperate attempt to not let him hear you.

“Pretty, pretty…” the animatronic basically cooed behind you, “all pretty and dripping for me — but I want to hear you beg.” The warning was sudden, and the next movements even more so as you gripped the panel for dear life, feeling the cables drill you from the inside at a pace no human would be able to match, barely even able to focus at this point as the cables flexed, tightened and twirled within your cunt, barely even able to continue holding down the keys needed as your breaths turned into pants, feeling that coil tighten and tighten from the stimulation.

Your legs twitched as you found yourself cumming, letting out a cry of his name as you did so. Yet he did not let up, instead almost seeming to fuck your twitching cunt harder, the stimulation turning from pleasant to painful, beginning to babble as you couldn’t even see the percentage of returned power anymore. Shit, you were crying.

”I win~!”

You had begged just before the power was back on.

[dianasaurusrex102]

Maybe it gets better? (I could wait, it'd be my pleasure) Pt.2!!

Authors Note and CW’s under the cut :p

Authors Note: Oh hey :D I didn’t take nearly 2 years to write the sequel wdym? And I most certainly didn’t set the ground work for a whole series that I definitely can’t finish but will do what I can, that’s insane!! Anyways thanks for those who came from the first part or those who I promised a part two and have been waiting (I see and appreciate you!!). This one is for my sapphic girls!! Ballora is the one out of the three who gets the least amount of love so I’m correcting that. Also giving my femcel core girls some rep, I can have my cake and eat it too! Comments and reposts are my food so part three might not take a whole year if I’m fed but who knows :) I absolutely hate when fanfic writers out their fan art into fics so I’m making seeing their redesigns options is you’d like to see the click here.

(Also @crazyytogetherrr @azmosposts @cherryxsapphic pspspsps come get your long over due food)

Content Warning(s): Female reader and anatomy, insane amounts of pet names, obsessive behavior (mild daydreaming of kidnapping in a non serious tone), and of course smut

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You came back just like you said you would, you were never one to go back on your promises of course. But now you were standing in the office you'd originally sworn you’d never come back to. Thankfully, this time you know what you're getting into. 

The hours before you got here were spent pacing and almost obsessively debating if going back was the best idea. Your mind went back and forth on whether Ballora invited you back out of pure politeness (do robots even feel the need to be polite??) Or if she genuinely wanted you back, if that was the case would the others want you there too? 

With those thoughts weighing you down you gave yourself 5 minutes of wallowing in your own anxieties so if you ultimately chose to stand her up you had the option to run away with your metaphorical tail in between your legs. But now with your time running out, and no convincing reasons to turn back you straightened up your outfit in the smudged, dirty reflection of the window.

You dressed up, meaning a pretty sweater and skirt instead of your more casual clothes. Even if only 2 out of your 3 robotic friends (lovers?) would be able to see you, you wanted to look your best for this second meeting.

Your hands shook as you flattened out the last wrinkle on your sweater, your thoughts racing a mile a minute. You were in actual mortal danger last time you came here, yet here you were more worried about your outfit then hightailing it out of there all because a couple unsettlingly sentient robots made your entire year in one night.

You checked the time on your phone for the umpteenth time, 11:59 stared back. It was now officially too late to take the cowards route, excitement and unease mixed in the pit of your stomach as the reality of your situation dawned on you. 

This was fine, right? You'd be fine?

You squeezed your eyes as tight as you could, hoping your almost debilitating anxiety would quiet down. You conjured up the memories you'd been replaying in your head over and over again. Ballora embracing you in the dimness of her room, holding onto you as if you would disappear if she let up. Foxy's toothy smile as he procured a Funtime Foxy plush to keep you company. Even Freddy's giddy monologue as he absent-mindedly squeezed his arms around you.

They loved- liked you… didn't they? Maybe love was too strong of a word for only one meeting, but you had only met them the same night you decided to sleep with them. Your mind finally slowed down, any self-doubt being filed away for another time.

Love or not, you were going to make good of your promise. You opened your eyes as you took a deep breath, stars dancing across your vision because of your prior eye squeezing. This was your new life now, secret lewd relationships with robots and casual breaking and entering. 

You slipped your phone into your backpack's side pocket, you'd come prepared this time with a blanket, some water, snacks, and your aforementioned funtime Foxy plushie.

With one last check in the mirror to make sure you looked your best, you inched towards Ballora's door, only stopping once you grasped the handle. 

"This is a good idea, a great idea even!" You thought to yourself, blood pressure surely sky rocketing into unsafe levels as you slowly opened the door. Serene, classical music filled your ears and immediately put you at ease. You walked a couple more steps, eyes feverishly scanning for Ballora but her voice found you first,

"Y/N?" Her voice was an uncharacteristic whisper,"Is that you?" She had one foot on her stage, seemingly in the middle of getting on.

"Yes! Uh- I mean yes?" You awkwardly responded, an unintended shrill tone escaping you. Minireenas hurriedly teetered away in their ever cute fashion, thankfully taking your mind off of you already botching your greeting.

"S-Sorry I'm a little late I was-" An explanation was on the tip of your tongue, but Ballora's sudden rush towards you momentarily threw you off. In an honestly disturbing display of speed she made her way to your side, immediately scooping you up into the air with her arms under your armpits. A disgruntled squeak left your lips as she spun you around once, then twice, before hugging you close to her chest as laughter spilled from her lips.

"I-I-I thought you weren't coming! I was so worried that you'd leave us behind. That'd you f-forget about us!" Relief was all but palpable in her tone, clearly beyond herself with excitement, "B-But you're here! You're really here! My dearest y/n…" 

Affection was oozing off of every word she spoke, such raw emotion cutting right through you. Your heart warmed with her caring sentiment but her tight bear hug was firmer than you'd like, constricting you to the point that you could barely breathe. 

"Ballor-a? I can't- really breathe-" You felt bad not openly reassuring her, but you felt like she'd appreciate it if you didn't pass out on her. She let out a surprised noise, quickly releasing her grip and setting you on the ground. 

"Ah! I apologize, I didn't mean to get so emotional" Ballora murmured, wiping her hands on her cloth skirt in an antsy motion. Her posture quickly turned dejected, faceplates shifting and face souring in tandem. A dull ache remained at your sides but you quickly ignored it,

"No! No please don't apologize, that was just a little too tight" You gazed worriedly at her closed eyes, arms moving to hug her waist,"I would never forget you Ballora, I'm sorry I made you feel like that" For the first time in your life you cursed the gods for not making you an optimal height for kissing animatronics, even on your tippy toes you barely even hit her chin. 

A thankful smile pulled at her lips, you reached a hand up in an unusual show of confidence and gently guided her down to your level. You hesitantly slid your lips against hers, feeling the firm, cool metal against your softer human ones. Ballora's mouth was seemingly only specialized for mimicking realistic speaking, meaning that unfortunately for the both of you, fluid kissing was not possible.

Even then just the firm press of your lips to hers was enough to convey every reassurance you wanted to. You pulled away to gauge her reaction and make sure you hadn't overstepped. It seemed like quite the opposite was true, as Ballora smiled down with a giddy expression.

"Well aren't you a romantic honey? Thank you" You weren't quite sure if she was thanking you for the kiss or for the kind words you reciprocated, your mind too busy gazing at her teeth. Now that you were up close and personal you could see her seemingly human-in-shape teeth taper at the ends just enough to be noticeably sharp. A small shiver ripped through you at the thought of what those teeth could do, 

"I would love to kiss you some more, hun but I do have to give you something" Ballora said, changing the subject and disentangling the two of you so she could twirl her way to her stage. You trailed behind, already needy and missing her warmth but still eagerly watching her blindly grope behind the drawn curtains beside her stage.

"Foxy helped me get this from the workers today, figured you'd might be interested sweetheart" She procures a piece of paper from its hiding spot, eagerly handing it to you in order to hear your reaction. The front read "Circus Baby's Pizza World" with a smaller "Help Wanted" just under it. Cutely drawn representations of the animatronics littered the page, pointing at the long list of jobs. 

The starting pay of each job was an almost eye popping large amount, the lowest paying job paying more than double your current job. The icing on the cake was the sentence at the bottom "No Prior Job Experience Needed", a smile grazed your face as soon as you read the words.

"I assure you I'm not attempting to indoctrinate you," Ballora joked, "After this week, there's a good chance that they will be putting keycard locks for the nightshift, the easiest way for us to bypass this would be for you to be employed here! But if that's not favorable we could figure something else out dear, no worries''

"This is perfect! I'd love to work with you guys, I'm not sure if they'd actually hire me but I can try!" You said, excitement emanating from you.

"The whispers from the staff assure me that management is, quote, 'floundering for new hires' so while I may not be privy to the details, I can imagine someone as wonderful as you will be picked up in no time" Her hand found its way to your lower back, dangerously close to your butt (not that you minded). The reassuring pressure left your skin pleasantly buzzing, you busied yourself by flipping to the paper around.

A basic job application form with almost laughably low quality confetti in the background stared back at you, it couldn't be that easy right? A job this high tech wouldn't just have you fill out a form, there had to be a catch. 

You bit your lip, what if they just didn't choose you? Your meager associates degree didn't even earn you anything above a grueling low paying office job, how the hell were you supposed to convince them to let you deal with such sophisticated animatronics?

You shouldn't have come back, you should have known that. Even if your intuition always tried to psych you out of everything you did, no matter how big or small, you knew better than to get your hopes up for something as good as the prospect of finally connecting with someone.

A small taste of copper exploded in your mouth, a direct result of your teeth overworking your lip. Despite the pain, you dig them in further as you try to think of anything to say.

"I'm sure you'll make the right decision" Ballora said unprompted, "I must say I've missed your voice, might we sit down and talk? How's that sound?" Without any eyesight she must have taken your silence as a cue to move on with the night. You were grateful for her stellar social skills, since they effectively pulled you out of your circling thoughts. You unlodged your teeth from your bloody lip,

"I'd love to, just- uh let me put my paper in my bag real quick" Your voice quivered a bit, as your anxieties still whispered in the back of your mind. Ballora either didn't notice your slight breakdown, or chose not to comment on it (both of which you were thankful for). She took a graceful step back, retracting her reassuring touch but allowing you space to get situated.

"I'm allowed to make decisions without thinking of every what if" You reminded yourself, kneeling down to delicately stuff the paper in your bag. 

You really did almost not come back, your mind rationalizing the fact that what you were dealing with down here was completely and utterly out of your control. Yet your body ignored any and all rationalizing, waking you up in the middle of the night in a puddle of your own arousal at the fuzzy memory of cold metallic fingers dancing along your body.

You zipped your backpack up, noisily announcing that your task was done in order to notify Ballora, who in turn made a small nod in your direction. You could see the semblance of a smile grace her face as she turned to the nearest wall. You pushed your backpack so it leaned against the nearby stage, quickly clamoring onto your feet to follow her.

"Whatever happens will happen" At least you were wanted here (which really couldn't be said for anywhere else you went sadly). But hell if you weren't going to make the most from it. You watched eagerly as Ballora carefully maneuvered herself into sitting against the wall, metal screeching as she finally hit the floor.

"I'm… not so graceful when it comes to sitting. Us animatronics really were only made to stand" Ballora joked, a refined giggle lacing her words. She seemed a bit bashful at her lack of elegance but continued on anyway, patting her lap invitingly. 

"I think you're always graceful Ballora" You answered, sweetening up your tone to an artificial level. You carefully lifted one of your legs over her stretched out ones, and carefully lowered yourself into her lap. 

"I'm glad you think so, but be careful darling, all that flattering you're doing might get you more than what you bargained for" Ballora wasted no time, as soon as you completely sat your weight on her she let her hands roam free. Her long, segmented fingers found their way to your face.

Closing your eyes, you obediently stayed still while you let Ballora trace her finger tips over your features. She took in all the information she could, the height of your cheekbones, the roundness of your closed eyelids, the slope of your nose, only slowing when she pressed a thumb against your lips.

"You're quite beautiful y/n," Ballora murmured, "Times like these really make me jealous of the others, I bet you make such cute faces while we defile you" Your face broke out in a blush, response getting caught in your throat as she gingerly pressed her thumb past your lips. Almost on instinct, your tongue flicked up to meet it. You weren't sure if you were disappointed or relieved that you couldn't taste anything, but at the very least the cold metal was a pleasing sensation against your tongue.

"Good girl~" The praise spilled from Balloras lips with a playful lilt, your tongue stopping its minute kitten licks as a whine unwittingly pushed its way out of your chest. Your eyes snapped open, embarrassment flooding your system at your involuntary reaction. Ballora, ever unphased by anything, has a pleased smile on her face.

"Now that's the reaction I was hoping for darling" she cooed, free hand wandering down the column of your throat. You had half a mind to pull back from the overwhelming mix of touch but in a swift purposeful move her other hand had made it down to your hip, stalling your squirming. You hadn't even noticed you were moving until she stopped you, your mind running a mile a minute and not getting a break as Ballora pressed your tongue down firmly.

"If you'd like to stop, just tap my wrist, okay?" You did your best to nod around her digit, "Let's keep at this, I think this is going just great" She leaned in to press a firm kiss against your hairline as her thumb got to work lazily petting your tongue until spit bubbled out the sides of your mouth.

Ballora rocked her thigh up just enough to press against your clothed mound, and you immediately knew you were done for. With a thumb in your mouth, an insistent pressure between your legs, and a hand that somehow snuck its way under your sweater any coherent thought was quickly squashed to make room for your growing libido.

"I can see the appeal of being inside someone now, shame only the boys get to" Ballora spoke in a nonchalant tone, cocking her head slightly at the choked noise you made. Only it wasn't just a choked noise, your knee-jerk reaction to the upsettingly hot comment was to inhale which quickly turned into you actually choking on your own spit. You quickly lean backwards, heaving slightly as you almost cough your lungs out.

"Too much?" Ballora asks as her hand not covered in spit pats your back, you take a second to even out your breaths before answering.

"No, just-" You wipe your mouth and let out one more cough, "I was just a little surprised 's all" Your embarrassment only worked to darken the flush on your cheeks, all the coughing didn't gross her out did it? 

"Sorry, sorry" The hand on your back urges you forwards, "What if I make it up to you? Hm? How's that sound princess?" Her cloyingly sweet tone calms your nerves, 

"Yeah, I'd like that…" You whispered quietly, allowing yourself to be coaxed forward. You leaned your weight against her chest, unabashedly nuzzling into her smooth neck. Reveling in the shudder she gave in response to the touch, you wrap your arms around her torso.

"Sweet thing, and here I thought you wanted to take a breather" Balora teased while easing her left hand, still tacky with spit, under your skirt. "And for the record I wasn't joking about wanting to be inside you~" Now that you didn't have a foreign object in your mouth you could successfully give a sharp inhale, no choking involved. 

"Foxy's the only one with custom parts, though with some convincing I could probably get either of them to swap with me" Probing fingers massaged the meat of your thigh, and you have to settle the adrenaline in your veins to form a response.

"Custom… parts?" 

"Oh yes, they didn't build Foxy that pretty on accident" Ballora elaborated, "Though I do admit we did help each other from time to time, we haven't done much experimenting, well, not before you came honey" That certainly got your attention, wiggling in her lap as her fingers finally grazed where you needed them.

"Cute~" the simple comment combined with her free hand effortlessly lifting your hips just enough to where she could press against you drew a needy noise out of you. 

“When you say helping each other you mean…?” You had to ask because she couldn’t possibly be implying what you thought she was, in the back of your mind you were vaguely aware that she had rendered you incapable of speaking more than half a sentence.

“Well, after a certain adorable human snuck her way into our hearts it opened a new…” Her fingers nonchalantly snuck their way into your panties, “world of possibilities for us. We are children’s entertainers at heart, but a night like that after months of inactivity is hard to move past.” Your ears burned with embarrassment, partly relieved that you weren’t the only one that was deeply affected by what transpired. Her chilled fingertips busied themselves by ghosting over your clit before smoothing over your folds,

”But that’s enough about us, tell me y/n, did you miss us too?” Ballora mused, digits now moving in a smooth, languid motion only aided by your slick. 

Of course you missed them, how could you not? You’d replay that night over and over again in your brain almost obsessively, every detail searing itself into your brain. At night when you were just trying to catch a wink of sleep, in the morning while you robotically went through your pre-work routine, in the evening while you drove home. Nearly every moment you were left to your devices was filled with the knowledge that not only did you technically trespass on a newly opening business, but also had two rounds of sex with the performing animatronics while in constant peril. 

The insanity of losing your virginity at a pizzeria chain only squandered by the pure lust that surged through you at the reminder that you in fact lost your virginity, that someone (something? Do animatronics count as people?) in fact wanted to have sex with you. And being wanted was one of the most addicting feelings you’ve ever felt.

”Of course I missed you guys,” You sighed blissfully, “It was -ah- crazy hard to even sleep-“ An incessant nudge against your entrance made your words taper off as more sounds tumbled off your tongue.

“Oh?” Ballora’s tone took a dangerously raspy edge, “Don’t tell me you were touching yourself to the thought of us, naughty girl”

”N-No, it was- just” One of her fingers teasingly threatening to press inside momentarily distracted you, “Dreams..? I’ve never been good at- by myself-“

”By yourself?” She prompted, her fingers stilling being both a blessing and curse.

“Y’know- uh getting myself off? At least wh-en I’m awake” God, you were really telling her about that huh? You guessed that people who were intimate with each other talked about this kind of stuff.

”Hmmmm~” Her pointer finger eased itself halfway inside you, “Poor thing, you must’ve been so pent up huh? Glad we could help you even when we’re apart. You said dreams?” Each time she prompted you to talk was surely taking years off of your life, you clenched up uselessly around her unmoving digit.

”Ballora- please just? Move?” You pleaded, thighs tensing as you attempted to shift in any way, only to be reminded of her iron hold on your hips.

”You get pretty spacey when I move, princess. I’m helping you out a little, making it easy. Why don’t you tell me about those dreams?” You let out a peeved puff of air, but obliged.

”It wasn’t anything crazy, just…” You said, trying to find the right words. “You -ngh!- guys kept showing up in my dreams? I’d wake up all- gross and sweaty.” That seemed to be what Ballora was looking for if the way she brought you impossibly closer and nuzzled your temple was anything to go by. Her warm breath puffed around the shell of your ear, making you shiver but quickly still when her lips inched close.

”Your body knows it’s ours.” Sharp teeth gingerly closed around your ear, ever mindful not to maim; just to impose their presence. “You’re wonderful Y/N~ You came back to me like the good girl I knew you were, and now I can bring your dreams into reality. Is there anything in particular you’d like, princess?”

“Anything- Everything? Please?” You didn’t even know what you were trying to say, only desperate to say the right things to get her hands fawning over you again. Your dreams more often than not delved into a too-deep-and-fucked-up territory you would rather not vocalize nor realize.

Ballora’s smooth chuckle calmed any remaining nerves, the muscles in your body singing as her hand got back to work; The finger inside of you effortlessly sliding completely into your welcoming heat while her thumb blindly felt its way up to your clit. While your immediate impulse was to shift, you were stopped by the smallest pinpricks of pain blooming as her teeth bared down,

”Careful dear, I might hurt you if you squirm too much.” Ballora practically purred. You made a vaguely understanding noise, doing your best to quell your nerves and not move. Another correct response got you another one of her fingers, their lazy movement making your head spin.

”Ballora?” Her name left your lips before you could stop it, spoken just between a gasp and whine. The teeth on your ears again dug in just enough to make you jolt before releasing, Ballora smoothed over the warm sting with feather-light kisses.

”Yes, honey?” Now that the threat of having a chunk of your ear be ripped off was less of an immediate concern, your hips eagerly angled so you could manipulate her fingers to hit the bundle of nerves inside of you that they seemed to be avoiding. You earned yourself a couple toe-curling zaps of pleasure until the hand on your hip gave a squeeze in warning.

”Naughty, what were you saying Y/N?” Her tone had just enough edge to make you regulate the overwhelming urge to implore her to move any faster.

”Um- I was thinking I could uh-“ Your voice shook, unused to asking for something so openly. “I could help you? We could finish together?” You leaned back so you could see her reaction clearer, not missing the way her fingers yet again slowed to a halt. Ballora’s faceplates shifted with a noise, a separate audible hiss of warm air escaping from somewhere sounded with it. 

You couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing, eyes still scanning her face as it pinched up with something you couldn’t decipher. Did you mess up the moment? Your hands trembled as you gripped her shoulders, brain already attempting to conjure up an apology for even asking. Of course she didn’t want your inexperienced hands on her, she didn’t offer for a reason and you just had to open your big mouth- A indulging smile spread on her lips, cutting through your small freak out over her perceived rejection.

”You want to make me feel good too princess?” She cooed, bringing her unoccupied hand to cup the back of your head and press a lingering kiss on your lips. “My perfect little girl is so considerate~” Your whole body jolted at the surge of praise, the warm feeling filling your lower belly only fueled by her fingers reanimating at a brutal pace.

”I’m perfectly content with just helping you out right now darling, nothing against you; I usually seldom indulge myself, direct pleasure can be a tad too overwhelming for me usually so if you’d let me feed off of yours this time I’ll keep your offer in mind for the future” Ballora traced warm kisses down your chin with unprecedented speed, leaving your mind reeling at the addicting onslaught of attention. All your inhibitions melted with every curl and pump of her fingers.

“Pretty little thing’s gonna come so quickly~” Your body instinctively curled into her, “Maybe I should drive things out even further…” 

“Please!” Was the only pitiful response you could muster up, already so worked up that you believed her obvious bluff. Ballora soothed your outburst with spindle-like teeth pressed gingerly against the skin of your neck,

”Ok~ You’re awfully needy Y/N~” She said. You gasped as she quickly withdrew her fingers from you, 

“I really would like more time for the two of us~ I should just tie you up and keep you in here with me, then I wouldn’t have to share” A protest died on your lips as three digits were practically shoved back into you.

”But that would be greedy of me unfortunately, I’ll just have to settle for giving you the best orgasms out of the group” Her casual, sincere way of talking lulled you into a warm sea of pleasure. She rendered you into a human puddle in her hold as you surrendered to her syrupy sweet words of affirmation.

Muscles aching from the way you wildly tensed up as she abused your sweet spot, head swimming as you felt overwhelming pressure curl in your gut every time her thumb worked at your clit; And even her teeth did their show of digging in just enough to make your skin crawl, was more than enough for Ballora to make good of her promise of making you have a world-resetting orgasm. You took big heaving breaths to try to keep yourself from becoming any more boneless, resting your entire weight on Ballora as tremors overtook your body.

You barely registered her words of vague praise, more focused on the way she slowly extracted her hand from inside your underwear- and by proxy yourself. Her now free hands had free reign to lovingly pet along your thighs,

“I’m guessing that was good?” She murmured kindly. 

“Mmmm” 

“I’ll take that as a yes” Her warm laugh washed over you, pleasant and somewhat tinny as it always was. Your arms wrapped around her neck again, a welcomed feeling of calm making you giddy enough to press appreciative kisses on whatever metal-plastic-skin-stuff of hers you could reach.

”Foxy and Freddy should be expecting us soon.” 

“Can we relax for a bit?” You asked, not feeling up to moving any time soon.

”Of course, darling~ Any more time I get to keep you to myself is time I will never take for granted. I never was good at sharing”

[sunny-day-dream]

Or, and hear me out here:

Being pressed up against nearest flat surface roughly while they grind against you from behind, panting against your neck while making the most sinful of noises, hands gripping at your hips hard enough to leave bruises that they'll regret when they see them the next day (they'll kiss them better afterwards, paying special attention to the ones littering your chest and thighs)

[exodusin]

𝔉𝔫𝔞𝔣 𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔰 ˖ ࣪ 𖤐

© 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐃𝟏𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 | do not copy, remake, claim, or get heavily inspired without permission — navigation. m.lists

˖ ࣪⭑ characters; Freddy Bonnie Chica Foxy Jeremy.F Puppet Mangle Ennard Roxy Monty Sun/Moon Micheal Afton William Afton Ballora Vanny/Vanessa

˖ ࣪⭑ notes; keep in mind that the animatronics from any fnaf game are NOT possessed by children for obvious reasons. I just find the robot designs attractive. also please be specific on your request, thank you :)

[modgirlyreposts-revamped]

Millie, the exact moment she hears “master, please…” from the workshop after remembering that the only other person in the house is her grandfather:

[swampgh0stt]

fuck it, maybe I'll write some smut of Michael. Here's a WIP

His eyes cracked open, struggling to take stock of suddenly unfamiliar surroundings. The last thing Michael remembered was Freddy lunging at him before the whole world went dark. He felt cold metal beneath him, which he assumed was a cleared off work station. But as far as recognizing anything else in the room? Well, Michael could barely see through the thick haze he was stuck in.

“Oh, Birthday Boy!” Funtime Freddy’s gleeful voice filled his ears. Michael knew he should run, knew he should do something, but his body felt heavy and sluggish. He barely had the strength to move, much less respond. Instead, his steel-blue eyes shifted, letting the bleary form of the white animatronic bear slowly come into focus. 

He still didn’t know what room he was even in. 

Funtime Freddy hovered nearby, the shiny face-plates moving closer once he registered a response. “How long has it been!? Bon Bon and I missed you!” Michael could only blink in confusion. What was Freddy talking about? He had been here just last night, resetting the power. “Oh, don’t act so surprised! We would know our creator anywhere!” 

Icy dread washed over the young Afton like a tidal wave, immediately drowning him. His eyes widened as he realized-- they think I’m my Dad. And in all his experience, Michael knew: that was never good.

[secretfnaffan]

An Unsolvable Case (Glamrock Freddy x fm!Reader) Part Nine

Summary: You’re a detective of the city, who was tasked to investigate the brand new Pizzaplex where children went missing and employees were fired due to mysterious reasons. What happens when you get yourself locked inside the place with the animatronics who try to hunt you down?

Word count: 1584

Warnings: injury, description of melting flesh

A/N: Guess what guys? We're almost at the end! The epilogue will be probably filled with smut sooooo... please only read it (when it's out) if you're over 18+ and you're comfortable with sexual themes.

Thank you all for reading my stuff! I can't believe so many people likes this series! I never imagined to draw the attention of so many people! Thank you for all the likes, reblogs, comments!

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Gregory shook you violently as you knelt on the dirty ground. His face was concerned as he tried to draw your attention. You panted heavily, cold sweat breaking out on your forehead as you slowly regained your bearings. It has been so long since you had those nightmares, the memories never resurfaced since your therapist hypnotized you so you could sleep again.

“(Name)... are you okay?” Gregory asked, his face filled with… fear? Why was he looking at you so frightened?

“Yeah… I just had a flashback…” you gulped, heart pounding in your chest. “This place is… where my mom died…”

“Oh… I’m sorry…” he averted his gaze, not knowing what else he should say. You patted his head and smiled sadly.

“It’s been long… and we have other things to take care of first.” Getting up, you grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. There was a generator inside which he quickly turned on before you found an opening down somewhere… deep. Furrowing your eyebrows, you tried to peer inside the whole but could only hear heavy breathing. Something was down there.

Gregory jumped down first on the lower part leaving you no time to hesitate. Following him down, you looked around, soon, you spotted what was probably breathing so heavily. A chill ran down your spine at the horrifying sight of the creature. It was a mess of metallic tentacles. At the top was the head of a previous model of Freddy. Funtime Freddy if you remembered correctly. There were still some posters and records of the Funtime animatronics.

“(Name)? Gregory? Where are you?”

Freddy?! How did he come down here?

“Freddy! You shouldn’t have come after us! Who will protect Bonnie from the others?” you yelled up at the stubborn bear. His head peaked over the edge, eyes glowing as he looked at you, ears bouncing.

“You shouldn’t be here alone… I… have to protect you.” he answered before he jumped down, shaking the whole structure.

“Freddy! Don’t leave me alone!” Bonnie soon joined your little group. Gregory looked up at Freddy and climbed inside his stomach hatch when the bear opened it. Following the two animatronics down towards the strange creature, you felt more and more uneasy.

Suddenly, the creature screeched, coming alive, quickly shooting toward you. The metallic tentacles grabbed your arms, lifting you up as it opened its face plates. Your heart was pounding in your chest but nothing happened. It tilted its head to the side, then as to investigate further, it leaned forward.

“One of ussssss…” it hissed as it put you back down. Freddy quickly pulled you into a tight hug, glaring at the creature that just looked on calmly.

“Ugh… we’ve been here before… She brought us here, to clear the path… to him…” Bonnie groaned in pain, clutching his head. “Our friends… they’re here, they’re so angry… confused…”

“Who?” Gregory asked, confused. You felt your body suddenly spasm, it felt so strange, it was not painful but it felt like material was tearing apart. Your soul was touched. You turned your head to the side from Freddy’s chest to see everything. The place looked so different. It was grey and there were so many people…? souls…? They looked at you and in the middle, there was your mother. She smiled at you yet she looked so scary with her eyes only dark holes.

“Why did you come back, darling?” she asked as she stretched her hand out towards your face, gently brushing your cheek.

“Mom?”

“I could not leave… I was trapped though I didn’t want to be trapped. I wanted to let go… but he is binding me here.” she said.

“I’ll free you!” you yelled, ripping yourself out of Freddy’s embrace to stumble to the pit of the hole. Bonnie and Freddy went after you but their added weight broke the wooden planks and all of you fell down. Tears rolling down your cheeks, you got back up on your feet with a loud sniff.

You had no time for this. You had to end this.

Freddy started spasming and he quickly pushed Gregory out of his chest cavity. It was a horrifying sight, not only the place looked so eerie with the worn bed to the side, Freddy’s jerking and twisting body was not good news.

“Stop him…”

“What was that? Are you okay?” Gregory tried to go to Freddy, but Bonnie stopped him, opening his own stomach hatch.

“I cannot be influenced as (Name) practically built me up again from scratch. I’ll keep you safe, kid.” he stretched out a hand to Gregory.

“I made sure that I set everything back to default as there was already a bug in your system, Bonnie, of course you’re clean.” you smirked. No one ever knew about your skills in I.T. but you rather prefered to exclude that information when you introduced yourself. You inherited that skill from your father and after your mother’s death… he wasn’t the same anymore.

“He is trying to take control of me. I do not think I can fight it for long.”

Freddy struggled to speak as you approached the monitors on the three desks, there was a button by each, metal doors on the sides and a vent above the middle computer. You narrowed your eyes at the monitor to see a creature moving sluggishly, almost stumbling. It was a horrifying sight. There were bones and flesh fused with an endoskeleton and under the mask was a skull encased in red flesh.

How could it still live? It was almost impossible to stay alive after a springlock failure. Wait… how did you know what happened to that man? How did you know it was a man once? The questions flashed through your mind as you groaned in pain, your head throbbing. One of them.

You looked down to see your arm. Plastic, synthetic flesh was pulled off from the metallic endoskeleton it once encased. Frightened, you touched it. It was your arm. Then, you saw the truth.

Your father sat in front of you. Not you or not yet you. The endoskeleton looked back at the man as he finished the wiring.

“I will get my family back…” he mumbled almost manically.

You blinked to see him looking at you through a glass window with a satisfied smile. He let you out of the strange machine and patted your head. There was soft silky (h/c) hair falling from your scalp. He pulled you into a tight hug.

“You’re back, my darling! Papa saved you!” he grinned at you and went over to another table.

“One of us…” Bonnie mumbled as he looked at you with shock. Even if his mask was not allowing his face to show much emotion, his jaw still opened a bit, his optics shrinking.

You all heard hard foot falls approaching. You quickly pushed Gregory into Bonnie’s stomach hatch to hide him when Roxy just stepped foot into the room. She was blind but her hearing was good. You were surprised that she acted like she couldn’t sense you. Going over to the monitors, you pressed the button where the man-creature was standing.

He put his hand on the tv in front of him similar to those fake magicians who were trying to cure people through television. You almost chuckled at that thought, this zombie thing sitting behind the camera, offering fortune telling.

As you pressed the button, you saw the room filling with flames, burning him. It did not do much to him but it still stopped him from taking control over Freddy. Chica was approaching on the corridor but Gregory closed the metal door before she could enter the room.

The two of you repeated the actions until suddenly, the place started crumbling. Probably because of the fire you were attacking the creature with, melted things that was keeping the place up. You grabbed Gregory and pulled on both animatronic’s hands to urge them to leave. Running through the burning structure, you made your way back to the elevator.

It miraculously worked and brought you back up. The building started collapsing around you. Spotting Sunrise hopping around in fright, Gregory grabbed his hand and pulled him along with the four of you. He kept screaming and veiling in panic as burning rubble fell from the ceiling. Making it to the dock, you quickly boarded a large van. Driving through the burning garage was difficult but you made it to the door, however, when you were almost out, Monty’s severed form somehow jumped onto the van, Roxanne and Chica running after it as well.

“What are we gonna do now?!” Gregory yelled to the front as he tried to keep the doors of the van shut with Bonnie.

“They don’t deserve to be left in here, burning into ashes!” Sunrise cried out. Honestly, you felt the same. None of the gang had any control over their actions as Afton’s virus took over them. You knew how to fix them, setting them back into Safe Mode first before you’d erase the virus from their system.

“Can you knock them out?” you cried over your shoulder to Freddy as you drove through the parking lot. The S.T.A.F.F. bots were gathering together to stop you from leaving but it was easy to just run them over.

“I can try!” Freddy shrugged, opening the back of the van, letting Monty inside. Let the fun begin!

To be continued…

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