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How about headcannons for Sun, Moon and Roxy where they’re in a relationship with the reader. The reader gets suspicious of Vanessa and tries to investigate but goes missing for a few days, when they reappear they’re acting…different. When they go to question the reader they realize that the readers eyes are now purple. Basically how they would react to reader getting infected from the virus and how they would try to save their significant other

a mask of my own face

↳ ft. roxanne wolf, sun/sunnydrop and moon/moondrop

「 gn! reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

author's note: anon im frothing at the mouth i lpve this?? TY!!! time 2 write >:] pretty sure this iz corresponding to the vanessa is vanny and also glitched the animantronics in the game thingy so THAT is what i will b goin off of for this prompt! also lemon demon title 4 today becuz. fun. reader is Weird and Offputting and mean after being infected by the virus because honestly idk what else to do. sun and moon's hcs are connected bee tee dubs!! also he/it moon again becuz fav hc ^_^ i accidentally do a little Unserious-ing near the end i am so so sorry i am in a silly goofy mood. anyways, expect spelling errors and grammar errors ahwjehe so soz (´｀;) ! <3 def not be my best writing but here we go!!

ROXANNE WOLF headcanons:

▸ "you really think it's worth looking into?"

▸ you have tried, over and over, to convince roxanne that something was suspicious about vanessa. but by the tone of her voice she didn't see very bothered by it at all.

▸ that could not be further from the truth. she was bothered. vanessa's activity around the place was strange, to say the least. however, vanessa was also the only human nightshift security guard, which put her in a position where she meant to be trustworthy. what ulterior motives could she possibly have?

▸ despite that reasoning, she'd never let you try to figure out what shady stuff vanessa could potentially could be up to. roxy wouldn't going to allow you to walk straight into danger

▸ however, curiosity bested you. roxanne's disinterest just meant you had to go alone. without even a quick heads up or goodbye, you took it upon yourself to finally investigate.

▸ she initially tried not to let your sudden absence get to her- you ran off to make some discoveries on your own, knowing her very specific advice of not playing detective.

▸oh, but it does gets to her. it bothers roxy, more than anything ever could. you are gone for almost three weeks- and in those days, she spends what little free time she gets looking for you. on the twentieth day of you being gone, just like nothing happened, you returned. roxanne can't help but feel relieved, worried, and frustrated all at once.

▸ you don't talk to her for a couple days, but are seen strolling around the pizzaplex. the others have noticed your return too, and have mentioned to roxy that you've barely interacted with anyone since your reappearance; the few interactions with the animatonics being incredibly curt, and somewhat distant. like your mind had been off elsewhere as you made little effort to converse with them.

▸ she finally built the courage to confront you after hours. you seemed to be staring out at the automated doors of the pizzaplex. gazing out of glass doors with an absent gaze, your back to roxy as she approached you. turning you around, her grip tight on your shoulder, she is disheartned seeing how you barely even blink at her sour expression. the bitterness fades as she meets your eyes- your eyes, a shade of unnatural violet that makes her feeling sink.

▸ "i really thought you'd be more happy to see me." you remarked, a small teasing grin forming on your lips. your tone almost feels mocking. "didn't you miss me, roxy?"

more hcs under the cut !!

she knew she shouldn't have let you go, never let you do it alone- but she did, and you ended up infected because of her. she failed to protect you. the feeling ate away at her. roxanne would not let this go- she'll remain restless until she can finally save you from what you've become. vanessa will have to pay.

SUN headcanons:

▸ sun doesn't even really say anything when you initially bring it up.

▸ he didn't seem disinterested per se, just... anxious. so terribly anxious, that he took every opportunity to avoid talking about vanessa's suspicious behaviour. sun, instead changed the topic everytime you brought it up or drew attention to other things on your mind, distracting you from vanessa . and man, was he good at that

▸ still, your persistence isn't in vain. in the occassions where you managed to keep your head on straight despite his clear reluctance to make conversation around this topic, you realized that he knew more than he let on. you suspect he didn't have the full story, but he sure didn't want you to go looking for that either.

▸"curiousity killed the cat, you know!- and ah, what a shame,, poor cat,,, it'd really be best not to poke around in other's business." he said, with that static smile of his, which did not fit his slightly-serious-than-usual tone. "aw, don't give me that look, friend- you know it's for your own good." he patted your head with a grin, "you trust me, don't you?"

▸ as much as your trusted sun, you knew he didn't want to help. he would never help if he thought he was marching you straight to your doom. you went alone instead, and when you suddenly dissapear, he assumed the worst. surely, you were out there somewhere discovering a truth much too heavy, somebody must've hurt you, something must've happened- you ended up gone for two weeks.

▸ in those two weeks, the daycare remained open, and it took every bit of his energy to carry on like normal. with you gone at the end of the day, sun was alone. terribly, utterly, alone. it took a huge toll on him, yet still he waited for you. like you'd go through the doors of the daycare any minute.

▸ and then, to his utter delight, you returned. he's overjoyed, estatic, of course he is- and upon hearing that you were back, waited with a smile at the end of every day nearby the doors. this was not without complications, though.

the few human employees who had also worked in the pizzaplex had caught up to the daycare attendant's peculiar behaviour in the last few days- he wasn't less efficient, just... off putting. they had brought it up to management, and it was determined that the daycare would be closed temporarily as they scheduled for the animatronic's software to be checked on by a company expert.

the daycare being officially closed until further notice was an issue for sun, who had really hoped to see you once more, and his reluctance to leave the daycare (even when not working) made it feel even more impossible. and yet, one day you walked through those doors just liked he had hoped you would.

▸ he didn't even question how you unlocked it. the minute you stepped foot into the place, you were swept off your feet, greeted with a big hug as he spun around, clutching you in his arms. perhaps it was a bit much, he assumed, as you pushed him away and struggled out of the embrace. a million apologies are given to you , and he was back to fretting over you. as his hand is cupped your cheek, tilting your head up to meet his gaze, the strange purple colour of your irises catches his eye.

▸ it's an understatement to say he panics. this is beyond what he had expected- and it was all his fault- if he had taken care of you better, if he just took the time to watch your every move, never let you out of his sight- he could've prevented this. but he didn't. sun felt the awful, harrowing guilt, of knowing he had failed someone dear

▸ unsure of what do do or to say, he tries to question you, asking you a million questions of what happened, if you're hurt, what you can recall, how he can help- but immediately freezes as you laugh, smiling at him with an unfamiliar and sickly amused grin. it confuses him and honestly probably scares the hell outta him

this awful guilt, the pain of knowing he could've almost completely lost you- he knows he can't handle this alone. he can't get you back by himself. desperate times, desperate measures. it isn't too late.

he knows he can't save you. but there is a certain someone who can. his grip is firm, but careful as he drags you along by your wrist, over to the light switch.

you watched this, lethargically. he wouldn't ever do this. surely sun wasn't going to- he would never dare- you were certain he wouldn't.

the lights go off with a resounding click.

MOON headcanons:

▸ the minute the lights go out, you watched in disbelief as the face plate spins, sunbeams retracting into the head. staring at you are two pricks of light in the darkness. sun never turned off the lights on his own accord. this was a first. now, moon holds onto you.

▸ it's grip tightened as you struggle. moon was much stronger than he lets on and it's proven as you are hoisted over his shoulder and held securely in place. he was not letting you out of his sight- not after this, and not right now. giving you any opportunity to escape would be stupid.

▸ it didn't matter if you squirmed, or thrashed, or threatened him. you put this poor animatronic through hell as he held onto you, ensuring that there was no opportunity to run. he carried you around in the dark silence of the pizzaplex without much complaining

▸ moon didn't want to talk. didn't even want to scold virus-infected you, as you kicked and clawed at his metal body (with little to no damage actually being done- maybe a couple of dents). truth was, it felt just as guilty and awful as sun, seeing you like this. his determination to get you back to normal outweighed the sinking feeling of potentially losing you. now wasn't the time for remorse.

▸ mm. well. maybe he did a little scolding. it's very passive aggressive, and more out of exhaustion as you refused to cooperate with him. occasionally, your extra stubborness forced him to rear his gaze to you to shush you, head turning more than a human head could, face with red pupils and strange, unfitting smile- sometimes you did end up going silent- to his relief.

▸ the silence is not long lived.

"where are we even going? you got a plan or somethin'?" you asked, tauntingly. "think you've got this all worked out, don't you?"

"yes." moon's cold, metal arms shifted as he spoke, accommodating your squirming.

this earned a huff from you, but quieted your voice. why you ceased thrashing around was confusing- but still no reactions came from him him. the silence was deafening.

"...you will be fixed. just wait." moon's voice was tense. with the tone, you could guess it talking more to itself than you.

▸ he knew the words from your mouth weren't really coming from you- that the virus really took a toll on you and heavily altered your personality- but he couldn't help but feel frustrated. of course, he didn't take his anger out on you. it wasn't your fault that the virus acted like this. still, that didn't stop the apparent agitation in him.

▸ it didn't matter how long the search for vanessa or a cure to the virus takes. moon literally brought you everywhere he went. after being infected, you never left it's sight. the daycare being closed for the following days until sun's maintenance was somewhat of a blessing in disguise. he got sun to do watch over you the same way too, keeping you within arms reach until they sort out how to get the virus out of your body.

▸ on the rare occasions on which moon went out doing whatever they deem necessary to save you- you ended up locked in his room. of course, it's plenty comfortable, and sun and moon ensure to take the propers steps to care of you- and yet it certainly doesn't stop you from erratically tearing the place apart and trying to leave. the virus didn't only change your personality and mannerisms- it clouded your reasonable thinking. you didn't know how unwell you had become.

▸ and then one day, you found yourself groggily waking up on a makeshift bed of daycare pillows in sun and moon's cluttered room.

your memory is a blur as your mind attempted to recount all that happened. moon's face hovers inches above yours, watching you wake. you push him away, startled- only to laugh nervously, asking what had happened.

none of it felt real, as he tried to explain. it was just like floating through a hazy feverish dream. for so long- too long- you were in the backseat of your mind as someone else took the wheel.

before you can apologize for your recklessness, or for all the trouble caused, moon pulls you into a sudden embrace, burying his metal faceplate into your shoulder. your heart sinks. he seemed to want to say anything. all you could hear was a faint "...sorry."

how stupid to know he still blamed himself.

it's your turn to say sorry, holding onto him and trembling softly as you try to express your regret. you put yourself in danger and sun and moon had to clean up your mess. it only brushes your apologies off. seemed like he was just happy to have you back.

there's a long pause, before he springs the question on you.

"are you going to leave?.."

of course. he still needed to know if you wanted to stay with him and sun. after all you discovered about the place you resided in, the place where they were bound to- you had every reason to leave if you wanted.

you know it will never be the same. nothing about this place will ever even feel the same. so, slowly, you pulled away, taking his hands in yours.

"...i want to stay." moon stares at you unblinkingly, as you slowly form the words. "who knows- maybe we can make this place better. if we can't- let's runaway and never look back. we'd be like- undercover and on the run! or.. something... doesn't that sound,, exciting?"

the weak smile on your face makes moon's demeanor change instantly. you were back. in that instant, it seemed that he was too, being quick to retort on your suggestion of being on the run.

"you've had too much excitement."

"...mm well, i liked the parts where you carried me everywhere."

moon frees one of his hands, playfully flicking your forehead. "don't expect it to be a regular thing."

you laugh, and for a second, it feels like everything could go back to normal, in spite of what you've just uncovered. "glad to have your usual attitude back, moon."

"...welcome back to you too."

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