#security breach x reader

[peachie-bumblebee]

THREESOME HEADCANONS WITH MONTGOMERY GATOR

NSFW MINORS DNI

for my partner whom i love more than anything and who requested more Monty content <3 come get your food babe

CW: JEALOUSY, MARKING, TOYS, FREE USE

SCENERIO- You (reader) and Montgomery Gator are in a relationship when he brings up the topic of a threesome with you. It’s dealers choice- he’ll share you with any of his fellow main stage animatronics.

IF YOU PICK:

FREDDY

Slow turn. Full stop.

“ w h a t . ”

he straight up doesn’t understand. not one bit. he’s also DEFINITELY not jealous (he 100% is) of Freddy. this totally doesn’t bring something out of him.

but seriously though. explain to him why you want Freddy Fazbitch inside of you.

what does Freddy have to bring to the table? he’s not gonna say no- you get to pick whoever, and that’s the deal

but WHY FREDDY?!?!?!?!

don’t count Freddy out though. he’d be taken aback by the request but after much thought and giving his answer, he’s ready to have a dick measuring (figuratively and literally) with Monty and he WILL prove to be competition.

If any returning people are reading this… Competition fic rewrite???

it’s happening in Monty’s room. not Freddy’s. you stay on his turf.

he will constantly try to outperform Freddy. he can’t help himself. he’s gotta prove why he’s the best out of the two of them.

they’re bickering the entire time they’re fucking you, but not in a way that isn’t hot. you’d be sandwiched between them as they say things to each other through gritted teeth, occasionally commenting on how the other should be treating you or touching you or anything.

they’ll only agree on one thing- how good you feel and how fucking hot you are.

Freddy’s NOT cumming inside. Oh no. don’t even think about it. he’d sooner maul him. and when his dick starts vibrating Monty almost goes “FOR FUCKS SAKE” right then and there and flips you over to fuck you into the ground. he doesn’t though. he shows restraint. be proud.

at the end of the day, Monty is gonna prove to Freddy why you’re his and only his. Freddy will leave after aftercare with Monty waving him goodbye with a cocky expression on his face.

but Freddy still knows it’s his claw marks on your hipbones underneath your clothes when you walk by.

CHICA

“Ohhhhkay?”

He wasn’t expecting that. he’s not mad about it but he’s not sure why exactly. out of everyone, he knows the least about Chica. he doesn’t know WHAT to expect.

but you know, at least it’s not Freddy.

when Chica gets the request she pretty much giggles and says “Sure! You’ve got a cute one, i’ve had my eye on them for a while!” which confuses him even more. eye??? on his partner??? wtf???? but now he’s kind of intrigued.

the day of, he’s CERTAINLY not expecting to show up with you to her room and for her to have a chest sitting on the floor. he’s straight up got whiplash when she starts talking about hard and soft limits and negotiations and whether or not you wanna use the sex swing.

she points up and he looks and sure enough- there’s the telltale two hooks bolted into her ceiling for her to string it up. he thinks he’s dreaming.

and THEN she opens the chest which has three unfolding layers and a bottom compartment and he thinks he’s hallucinating. she has 5 different flavors of lube. what the fuck.

the whole time he’s just hugely impressed by her. at one point he straight up starts laughing a little incredulously and goes “Yo Chica- where the fuck didja get all of this shit?” and she just winks at him.

kinda gets nervous when she pulls out the strap?? he starts competing a little bit with her until she looks up at him from under her eyelashes and tells him to cool it.

suddenly Chica is the only person to ever put him in his place besides you.

they both talk about how good you are with your mouth. Chica’s more of the praiser, but Monty’s fully agreeing with some meaner degradation thrown in there. Her degrading is said in the sweetest tone in the world, which gets a different reaction from you than his normally does.

so yes, she teaches him something.

after that, he and Chica are a lot closer than they used to be. they’re not exactly friends, but now they share passing knowing glances and there’s almost a sense of kinship between the two.

and maybe after a while, a note written in pink glitter gel pen that smells like cupcakes shows up on his desk with the question of “Round two?”

and who knows. maybe- just maybe- he feels like he wants to say yes.

ROXANNE

yep. that’s the answer he expected.

he’s cool and calm about this one. he and Roxy are close. they’re the two “new” ones. the original rockers. the ones with attitude. he’s seen the way Roxy’s eyes follow you every once in a while, and he’s not threatened by it.

when he brings it up, they’re both just casually hanging out during a moment of quiet at day. she laughs under her breath, looks at him, smiles, and tells him she’ll be ready whenever.

this is the pair that you’re most likely to get into a fun situation with. If any of y’all remember my fic Animalistic (also open to doing a rewrite) where they borrow Chica’s maze and hunt you down in the dark- it’s that type of shit.

she’ll come to y’all, or y’all will come to her. either way works. this is a meeting between friends.

he’s impressed that she can deliver the amount of intensity that he can. you’re certainly dealing with a lot, and they’re sure to make a comment on how well you handle it.

i think he’d make her watch for a little bit that first time. you’d feel her gaze on you from across the room- two natural predator animals watching you like you’re their next meal. she’ll enjoy the view and the lesson on what you like

they’ll help each other out with pleasing you. if Monty’s inside, Roxy might reach over and put pressure on your lower stomach for him. if Roxanne is putting pressure on your chest with her claws, Monty is behind you running his hands down your ass.

it’s a collaborative effort.

out of all these pairings this is the only one where i can see them doing things to each other. it’s in a very casual way- and no way is Roxanne gonna suck his cock. she especially refuses to get on her knees for him. but he might pinch at her nipple piercings, and she might reach over and give his dick a few strokes.

they might even toss you around a little between them. in the future he might offer you as some stress relief while they hang out. it wouldn’t be a big deal for her to tune her guitar in on the same couch as him while you give him head, or for him to be doing his hair while she fucks your mouth. you’ll get your reward for being good in the end.

it won’t be discussed between the two of them outside of the request and event itself. they’ll perform side by side the same way they always have- and Monty will go to Gator Golf and Roxanne will go racing, and they’ll catch a break in the same unused room every once in a while.

but every so often, he’ll let her know she can stop by.

and you bet your ass she will.

I HOPED YALL ENJOYED THE MONTY CONTENT! as always, reblog with comments, request, and let me know what you thought below <3

[sdr2lovemail]

Could you write something about Sun and Moon being irritated/jealous that they can't kiss the reader (the maintenance worker one) with their mouths like a human can so the reader shows them about all the other ways to kiss? Like kissing Sun's hand up his arm to his cheek until he is giggling so loudly Vanessa thinks he's gone off his rocker, or gently kissing Moon's forehead all the way down to where his heart would be? Even better if the maintenance reader leaves behind little lipstick marks on their face for Monty and the gang to laugh about :D

Inspired by that one tumblr post about a guy walking out with a few lipstick kiss marks and then saying "you should see what they did to the other guy" in a stereotypical mobster voice before said other guy drunkenly walks out absolutely covered in lipstick marks, sfw of course I want Fluff I want Affection I want Lovey Dovey-ness if you think you could swing it, just the softest silliest thing you can write, and keep up the good work anywho :')

I have no mouth, and I must kiss. (GN Reader but they do wear lipstick) Synopsis: After a play full of heartbreak and tragedy, Sun realizes that he'll never be able to kiss you. You remedy the situation.

Notes: It's been almost 2 years since I've written a fnaf fic, I feel rusty. Help wanted 2 got me calling my old mans' numbers. That's a joke they never left my phone. Anon if you're still out there, I hope you enjoy the fruits of my labors.

Requests are open!

Children are very persuasive. While you originally came to the daycare to fix a broken screen, you’ve ended up in a play. Decked out with a foam sword, you act as the story’s brave knight. Once you’ve slain the dragon, a kid wearing a Monty hood, your princess awaits.

“My dear knight! You saved me from the evil dragon!” Sun swoons. Instead of his waist frills, he’s worn a bright yellow skirt. Dangling from a few of his rays was a princess cap. The bells on his wrist jingle as he clasps his hands. “Is there any way I can repay you?”

You press a hand against your heart and bow your head. “There is no need, Princess. Protecting you is my sworn duty.” You’d say your acting wasn’t half bad for an underpaid maintenance worker.

“The princess has to kiss the knight!” A kid called from the audience.

Sun felt rigid like his joints were locking up. He hoped you couldn’t hear his fans kicking on as his body temperature rose. He would love to kiss you but wanted the moment to be perfect. “N-now friend, we don-”

“Mr. Sun can’t kiss them! He doesn’t have a mouth!” Another kid argued. Something about what they said made Sun feel weird.

“Yes, he does! It just can’t open.” 

Sun lets out a huff, turning to you. “They’re getting cranky. It must be snack time. I’ll pass them out quickly. That way, we can spend time together!” He bounced on the balls of his feet, eager for you to stick around.

Your fazwatch pings with an alert: a S.T.A.F.F. bot got stuck in Monty Golf. “Oh, sorry, Sun. I have another job to do. I’ll see you later, okay?”

Sun would be frowning if his faceplate could move. He quickly perks up and sets his hands on your shoulders. “Right! Right, right, right, you have a job. Responsibilities! I’ll- I’ll see you at closing. Buh-bye, friend!” The jester waves you goodbye before sighing, hurrying to pass out snacks before someone throws a tantrum.

The rest of your day goes as smoothly as working as the Pizza Plex could be. It was after closing time, and you were doing your final tasks. The glamrocks were in their rooms, the S.T.A.F.F bots were on their set paths, and nothing on the floor needed fixing. The last place you needed to check on was the daycare. 

Walking through the big wooden doors, Sun is nowhere to be seen. You call his name, followed by Moon’s, but still nothing. Shrugging it off, you make your rounds, checking everything is in place. During the sweep, you could hear muffled words from a storage closet.

“Do you think they’ve kissed anyone, Moon? We can’t do that…” That was the unmistakable voice of Sun. “I wonder what it would be like. Hmph, even the glamrocks can move their mouths…” He grumbles.

When you open the door, Sun jumps like he’s been shocked. He scrambled to stand up. “Ah! Oh, hi! You’re here early!”

“It’s almost eleven. I’ve been here for almost thirty minutes.” You say, checking your watch. “What were you talking about?”

“Would you believe me if I said nothing?” The daycare attendant tilts his head, his faceplate spinning a bit.

“No, I would not.”

Sun sighs as he sits back on the closet floor, his legs crisscrossed and his hands holding his face. Taking a seat next to him, you ask him what’s wrong.

“I was just thinking about some stuff after our play. Moon and I can’t kiss you!” He flops over dramatically as if he’d heard tragic news. “Our face is stuck in this stupid smile!” He tugs on one of his rays, angry at his lack of facial mobility.

“Hey, I don’t mind that you guys can’t kiss me. There’s more to a relationship than that. Besides, there are other ways to kiss.”

This breaks him out of his kissless stupor. “There are? Tell me, tell me!” Sun practically shakes where he sits. “Better yet, show me!” He opens his arms wide, inviting you to do as you please.

Taking one of his large hands in your own, you place a kiss on the back of his hand, leaving a lipstick mark on the shiny plastic. While he didn’t have pupils, you could feel Sun’s eyes burning into you. He didn’t want to miss a single second!

The touch sensors in his arms and hands weren’t that sensitive. Kids sure did like to scratch, kick, and bite. But even so, he could still feel your lips pressing fluttering kisses to his casing. Laughter bubbled up in his voice box. 

Kiss after kiss lined Sun’s arm. Even if it left stains, this is one mess he could let slide. You took his other arm in your hands, mimicking your previous affections. Kissing back up his arms, you reach his faceplate. Sun’s giggling gets louder as your lips kiss the hard surface of his cheeks.

“Hey, your shift’s almost over. Get ready to clock out.” Vanessa’s voice rings from your watch. 

When you pull away to answer, Sun tries to follow your lips. “Alright, I’ll be at the office in a moment.” Sun lets out another round of laughter.

“Oh, you’re with him… Your pay gets docked when you stay overtime, you know. Make sure to leave before the shutters close.” With that last sentence, Vanessa cuts off her line.

With excited, shaking hands, Sun brings your face closer to his. “Keep kissing me! Please, please, please!” His begging is cut short as he listens to Moon say something. “Awww, but I’m not done!” Sun still gets up to turn the lights off, moping the whole way there.

Bright red optics suddenly appear in front of your eyes. The lights glow against your skin. Moon clicks a flashlight on, making his faceplate look more menacing than he probably intended. “You weren’t thinking about leaving, were you? Not when you haven’t given me the same attention Sun got, right?” 

“Oh, of course not, Moon!” Cupping his face in your hands, you leave a kiss mark on his forehead.

You bring your trail of kisses down to his nose, trailing along the curve, up to the corner of his eye. Moon lets out that raspy laugh of his. He tugs you closer, craving the warmth of your skin against the cold of his plastic.

He watched as you kissed down his face and neared his chest. “Sun was whining all day, worrying over us not being able to kiss you.” Moon snickered. “He was fretting over nothing, as usual. But I must admit, he’s right about some things.” 

His ‘breath’ hitched as he watched you kiss right where his heart would be. The fans in his chest cavity kicked into overdrive as they tried to cool his circuits, trying their best not to overheat. “Kissing you would be a dream.” 

Letting out a laugh of your own, you press another soft kiss on Moon’s chest. “I guess I’ll have to do the kissing for all three of us.” Punctuating your sappy sentence, you kiss their sculpted-on smile. An audible puff of air leaves the daycare attendant’s chassis.

 “Attention Pizza Plex Guests and Staff. The Pizza Plex’s doors will close in ten minutes.” An automated voice rang over the building’s speakers.

More alert than before, you get up from the closet door. “I gotta go!” You were not trying to spend the night here. “Bye, Moon. Bye, Sun. I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t forget to wash that lipstick off!”

They weren’t really listening, absolutely high on kisses. For a few hours, they simply rest in the daycare’s storage closet, gushing to each other about you. Well, more Sun than Moon.

Once it was time for Moon to do his rounds around the Pizza Plex, he’d forgotten about the lipstick covering his exoskeleton. It wasn’t until Monty knocked on the glass of his room.

“You having a good night, Moon?” It was like the smirk in Monty’s voice was audible from his voicebox. “Seems like you had a lot of fun.”

Seeing his reflection in the glass, Moon lets out a growl. How could he forget to wash off all this lipstick? “Not a word of this to anyone.” Moon scratched his fingers down the window, leaving marks behind. He turns tail to head back to the daycare and wash the stains off of himself.

Unknowing to the lunar animatronic, Monty had already sent a message to all the other bots.

[rheiple]

Sun wants to be your favorite.

Have you noticed? From the way he greets you with a really tight hug and a little twirl, unlike how he only gives his other friends a quick pat on their shoulder and a handshake at best. The way he like to help you with work whether it’d be passing out the tools you needed, reaching stuff you can’t reach at, or even giving you the emotional support you needed when you feel like you can’t complete a task at hand. Please, he’s practically giving you the puppy eyes waiting for your praises, whenever he gives you a gift he hand made, cause he believes that putting effort like hand made crafts is much more romantic than buying it. Not that he mind buying stuff for you that is! Whatever you need, he’ll give you all, because you’re his favorite human!

And when you do give him compliments and praises? Ohh you flatter him so much! Internally squealing like a school girl who gushes about their crush, it’s so bad that he’s been nagged at by Moon. He doesn’t care though, he’s just jealous that he’s our favorite!

He doesn’t really believe it, but when you gently cup his face to admire his blue eyes, his golden rays and his pearly white smile. You told him that he’s such a pretty boy? He practically melts because of how hot his circuits are! Oh don’t look at him, you’re making him blush!

But you know what he really really likes? Whenever it’s his turn to praise and compliment you, he gets to see you overheat! Your flushed cheeks, awkward smile not being used to such statements about you, and the way your pretty eyes dart around to look anywhere but him. Oohhh he can’t wait to just eat you up! Acting all shy like that, and you’ll get a hyper Sun not letting you out of his love bombing.

He really likes you, and you seem to like him too! So is he your favorite boy? He really really hopes so !

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Moon is your favorite.

Oh, he’s not going to sit and hope that he’s your favorite. He knows he is your favorite. I mean, you wouldn’t go out of your way to be nice and be buddy buddy with him right? He found it cute that one time you were too shy to start up a conversation with him, thinking he’s not much of a talker. He really isn’t, he prefers to listen to your voice. But if you asked him, he’d talk and talk. Wanna hear about facts of the solar system? Or hear about that one time a kid took a dookie on Sun? Oh, he’s just joking Sunny boy, he’s not that mean to embarrass you to his favorite human. Do you want to hear a story? About the spooky rabbit lady who likes to kidnap bad children? Or a love story about a human… and a robot..

Hah, he doesn’t know what your talking about Starlight. It sounds familiar? Well, yes because it’s based on a book he read. What book? Uh, he’s actually gate keeping it. Sorry Star, the book was too good for him to share it. Him? Projecting his feelings on the story?

His gonna put you in naptime for that.

Ohh but don’t think he didn’t noticed the way your eyes shined with stars whenever he lifted something heavy to help you with your duties. Like what you see? You’re practically ogling at his physique. Not that he minds, he loves your undevided attention. You get excited and hype him up whenever he does the lifting. His face plate spins in glee thinking about being your big and strong man.

He likes really teasing you, he sees your flushed cheeks and hears your heart rate speeding up little by little. He gets the sudden urge to just pinch and pull your cheeks really hard.

Oh, but you always like to take revenge. Stroking his cheeks and looking at him like he’s the million dollars you’ve won at the lottery. Telling him how he’s such a handsome man. He might’ve grumbled, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t loved it. He’s just very flustered at your compliments. No Star, I’m hiding in my hat- hey don’t take it off of me!

He knows you never get mad at him whenever he steals shiny trinkets and presents it to you. You just really love how he really really loves you. You know you’re his favorite human, his actions have shown it… So it’d make sense that he’s also your favorite, when you reciprocate his love for you right?

I got the sudden energy to write this when I listened to the song called "Pretty boy" by Naethan Apollo. The song is such a banger I would recommend it to y'all.

[tummybutterflies]

Repaired Affection Pt. 1

Pairing: Glamrock Bonnie x GN!Reader

Summary: In which reader is tasked in helping to repair the elusive and ever-mysterious Glamrock Bonnie.

A/N: Mostly inspired by RUIN's Glamrock Bonnie! But fanon is also incorporated! Also Tumblr just deleted my entire draft of this so I'm rewriting it again, YAY! A message from the gods to not pick back up on writing, perhaps?

Enjoy!

Bonnie's red eyes flickered to life before you.

They casted a ghostly carmine hue upon the darkened and stuffed Parts and Services room and a twinge of nerves bubbled inside of your chest. You had worked tirelessly repainting, reconstructing, and repairing all of the animatronic's exterior. You sewed his accessories back together which had been ripped to shreds in a questionably strange fashion. You mended, sanded, painted, and sealed each and every plastic casing covering the rabbits endoskeleton. You repainted and, with much struggle, re-stringed and tuned his bass. A few tasks upon many, many others. Copious hours were poured into this project with a hefty paycheck promised at the very end, and frankly, that was your only driving force. Such a task would have turned you away had the money not been completely worth it.

Working in tandem with the software department to repair Bonnie's memories and other internal components that were, honestly, far too confusing for you, you were finally able to bare witness to the grand awakening of the Glamrock Bonnie. The animatronic that had suddenly disappeared without a trace, only to be found in an undisclosed location, completely destroyed.

As to what happened to the poor hunk of metal, it eluded you. Management kept everything tightly under wraps and sealed away from lower-level security clearance employees such as yourself. You were merely employed for cosmetic repairs with your extensive knowledge in many different art mediums. If you were being honest, investigating such a mystery seemed beyond your pay grade, even with the fat check to be given in your name. You knew this company had many secrets, and Bonnie was certainly one of them. You only cared about doing what you were being paid for, and nothing else.

Most of the time, management had you working in secret, in a small, cramped, and cluttered room buried away in Parts and Service. Its small area rendered your job very, very hard. But you persevered, and finally, all those months of work were about to pay off.

The robot bunny, sat upon a metal desk, lay still and completely unmoving before you. The only indicator of his online status being the soft glow from his unblinking eyes. You held your breath. You hoped more than anything this would work, and that all that time spent on this project wouldn't go to waste.

And then he moved. And he moved again.

It looked as if he wasn't used to being in such a body that belonged to him, stretching his limbs and finger joints over and over, testing them, examining them, just to ensure he was truly awake. You were the first and only figure his eyes could drift to. You both were alone, in the tiny, stuffed closet of a room stored deep in Parts and Services you had been working in for what seemed an eternity. His glassy red irises peered deeply into your own, in such a way you don't think you've ever experienced before. It was as if he was searching and reaching deep inside your soul and turning you over again and again, examining every part of you he could.

"Hey, big guy... I've heard a lot about you... How ya feeling?"

Your only solution to the thick tension in the air was to talk him out of whatever internal conflict he seemed to be having. His eyes flicked away from your own and traveled down your body, up and down, and back up again. He took in every detail of you.

It stayed silent for many seconds before his voice box croaked.

"Who're you?"

You forced a polite smile, "Well, Bonnie, I'm a new employee. You've never met me before. But I've been working on you for many months. You got broken. Pretty damn bad. They didn't you'd make it... But look at you now!" You tried to lighten the mood with a failed lilt in your voice. It was evident you were still extremely nervous.

Suddenly, his eyes began scanning you. In a literal sense and not like they had been before. You assumed he was adding you into his databanks.

"(Y/N)... That'sa beautiful name ya got there. Pleasure to meetcha." His hand reached out and grabbed your own, shaking it. It was cool to the touch and had a tenderness you didn't quite expect. The sanding on your part was done quite well, as you weren't expecting his fingers to glide so soft and smoothly against your own.

Was he programmed for charisma? You couldn't help but notice his slight southern twang. How adorable was that? Ah, maybe Fazbear Entertainment knew how to make fun, child-friendly robots afterall.

"So, you're the one who brought be back to all my glory, huh?" His eyebrow quirked.

You nodded, "Mostly. But the software department fixed all your internal issues. I've just been repairing your... uh, outsides..."

The rabbit seemed to smile at this.

"Whatsay I teach ya how to bowl sometime, yeah? I'd love to get to know the pretty darlin' who saved me after all this time. I tend to repay those who do good to me." He winked.

What the hell? Why is your face getting warm and why was his voice so damn smooth?

[theres-a-body-here]

Scumtober- Day 5 (Size Difference)

Montgomery Gator x Male!reader

prequel fic

One would think you'd be afraid of Monty's massive frame and aggressive nature, but you never really felt in danger when he was around. That is probably why management made you his caretaker.

The other band members were concerned. Monty had a reputation for driving away his caretakers, the longest one lasting 3 days. You remember when Freddy pulled you aside and told you to come to him if Monty ever made you feel unsafe. You thanked him but said it wouldn't be needed.

Monty....tolerated your existence. You were quiet, small, reserved, and tidy. You also never got angry at him when he messed his room up. You opted to just get to cleaning as he watched you from his couch. That pretty much ensured that he wouldn't go out of his way to be mean to you. And after a while, Monty just naturally became attached to you. In his own "bad boy gator" way.

Did he mention how small you were? Because you were.

Even for an average male height, his frame was simply bigger. You don't know why the Pizzaplex designed all the animatronics that way. Your neck was starting to get sore from having to look up when talking to the band members

Monty found it funny. He tries as much as he can to be close to you. Pressing his larger body against yours and then making some comment about how he could squish you. You never stopped him, you liked the closeness.

So you probably should have seen this coming.

Monty maintained eye contact with you as he undid your belt buckle. Your spine tingled under his piercing red glare. Despite how he usually was, there was a gentleness to his movements. Like he didn't want to scare you off.

Monty watched in amusement as he pulled your pants down, revealing your cock as it pusled with anticipation. Despite havering an average-sized cock, compared to his monstrous member, it looked almost comical, like a child's toy next to a grown man's weapon.

Despite his initial amusement, he couldn't help but feel a stirring of protectiveness towards you. Seeing you stand defenseless before him, exposed and vulnerable, filled him with a strange sense of possessiveness.

Monty approached your exposed groin carefully, his massive form casting a shadow over yours. Even kneeling in front of you as you sat on his couch, he towered over you, dwarfing everything in sight.

Slowly, he extended his tongue, curving it around to form a perfect O shape. His hot breath fanned against your sensitive flesh, causing goosebumps to rise along your thighs.

Tentatively, he pressed his tongue against your cock, feeling its softness contrast sharply against his rough textured skin.

You let sharply intake air as you feel his surprisingly warm tongue lick your cock. Instinctively, you reach out to try and latch onto his mohawk for better leverage.

Monty wasn't having it.

He presses his large metallic hand to your chest and gently pushes your back onto the couch. Monty may like you, but he wants to be in control.

Monty continued to suckle on your cock, keeping a careful watch on your reactions. He loved seeing the way you moaned in pleasure, the tremors running through your body as he took more of you into his mouth. And despite the fear that sparked in your eyes whenever you saw those sharp teeth, he relished the opportunity to showcase just how capable he was in such intimate situations.

As if to tease you, his massive maw opened wide, revealing rows upon rows of sharp teeth that threatened to tear apart more than just his belongings. You tensed up knowing he was messing with you. With a sly smirk, he engulfed your cock completely, his hot breath fanning against your pelvis as he sucked greedily.

You felt yourself nearing climax. You gently squeeze his hand as a warning.

"M-Monty....." You manage to moan out softly.

At your warning moan, Monty paused briefly, his piercing red eyes locked onto yours as he waited eagerly for further instructions. However, instead of increasing his pace or going faster, he did the complete opposite—he slowly drew back until just the tip of your cock touched his lips before pushing forward again, taking your entire length to the hilt.

You let out a wail of ecstasy as you cum. Every single muscle in your body tensed up, desperate to hold itself together as you came and came again, coating Monty's tongue with your thick, salty seed.

Even as you shook from the force of your orgasm, Monty showed no signs of slowing down. Instead, he applied more pressure onto your chest with his hand, holding you down firmly in place as he suckled greedily at your spent cock. His powerful jaws flexed, milking every last drop of cum from you while he maintained eye contact.

Monty pulled back, releasing your cock from his warm, wet maw. You laid back on the couch, exhausted after your intense orgasm. Monty sat down beside you, wrapping his massive metal arm around your slender frame. Despite his size, he managed to position himself comfortably next to you without crushing you under his weight. You leaned into his warm embrace, nestling deeper into his chest as you listened to the soft gator bellowing he was making.

Scumtober 2023 Masterlist

[anykindofbean]

Hand Sizes

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Sundrop x Reader: Hand sizes

Sun’s hands tho..🌞 Results from the poll! Love it!

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None. I don’t think so anyway? LMK if you spot something that could be considered offensive.

If you wanna check out more of my works: Masterlist

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So far today was a normal day at the daycare. Sundrop was playing with the kiddos, You were observing to make sure everything was running smoothly.

Currently, You were sitting at the main desk, Looking over some Pizzaplex stuff before noticing Sundrop waving you over.

He was squatting next to a crying little girl, So you jogged over as quick as you could. “ Hey Sunny, Is everything okay?”

Sun looked up at you. “ Little McKenzie here lost her Freddy plush, Can you please go grab an extra one from the storage closet?” Sundrop had a tone of concern in his voice.

You nodded. “ Okay! I’ll be right back! It’s gonna be okay McKenzie!” You went off to get the plushie, While Sundrop tried to comfort her.

Once you got there, You noticed that the only Freddy plushie left was one of the bigger ones. You hummed, Hoping she will be fine with it. You grabbed the plush with both hands, Since it was a little bigger than a regular one.

You quickly got back to Sun and the little girl, At this point Sun managed to get her to stop crying. You squatted down in front of them, Holding out the plush a bit. “ McKenzie, Look! Your friend Freddy came back!” You wiggled the plush a bit.

She immediately lit up with joy, grabbing the plush from you, Hugging it tightly. You chuckled at the fact that this plush was basically a third of her body. She didn’t seem to mind the plush size, Which made you feel relieved. Sundrop however noticed it..

She ran off, Screaming ‘thank you!’

You just laughed, While you and Sun stood up straight again. You then looked at eachother, You were smiling at him. “ So, Did you need anything else Sunny?”

“ Your hands!”

“ Excuse me?” You head tilted, Face filled with confusion. Sun drop just laughed. “ Sorry! It’s just, Your hands looked so small! Normally when I hold that size plush, I just need one of mine.”

You then looked at your hands. “ Oh..Yeah?”

Sundrop nodded. “ Yeah! Wait, Let me see your hands!”

You raised an eyebrow, Before holding your hands out for Sun. He put his hands against yours.

“ Oh wow! Your hands are very small compared to mine!” He laughed. You chuckled as well, Your face growing a bit warm. “ Yeah! I’ve noticed that before though.”

“ You have?”

Now your face felt hotter. “ Well..Yeah. I watch you play with the kids almost all the time so..I’ve noticed a couple of details about you.”

If Sun could smile wider, He would. “ Oh! Well…” He then laced his fingers with yours. “ One of these days, I’d love to hear more about these ‘little details’ you’ve notice about me!”

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I hope you enjoyed! I’ll definitely write a One-Shot for Moon too one day.

[citruslullabies]

Hello!

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Hazbin Hotel

Poppy Playtime

Healing the Sun - Dogday x reader Our Warm Bed - Dogday x reader Second Chances - Dogday x reader You Saved Me, So I'll Save You - Dogday x reader A Flowery Scent - Dogday x reader Professionalism - Dogday x reader Weedy Paradise - Catnap x reader It's Raining Cats and Dogs - Dogday x smiling critter!reader Orange and Purple Go Well Together - Catnap x Fox!reader Ears Ringing - Dogday x reader Your Saving Grace - Dogday x reader

Passive Aggression - Dogday x reader

Hiding from you only to hide with you - Catnap x introverted!fox!reader

Sheep Herding Dog - Dogday x lamb!mascot!reader

Cat Fight - Catnap x reader

Tear-Stained Blankie - Dogday x grieving parent!reader

Caramel Apples, Who Doesn't Love Em? - Dogday x witch!smiling critter!reader x catnap

Get Me Out of This Thing - Dogday x reader

Im Sorry - Dogday x reader

New Beginnings - Dogday x reader

You're Not a Monster - Dogday x redeemed villain!smiling critter!reader x Catnap

Leg For a Leg - Dogday x reader

Cuddle Time - Dogday x sick!reader

Five Nights at Freddy's

Soul Eater

Count the Stars - Soul x Blackstar

Annoying You - Maka x Blackstar

Should've Known Better - Spirit Albarn x reader

Glitter and Guts - Spirit Albarn x Franken Stein

Bitchy Witchy - Marie x Blair

Girl to Girl - Tsubaki x Maka

Tokyo Ghoul

Investigations - Tokyo Kirishima x investigator!reader I Can't Lose You - Tokyo Kirishima x human!reader

Big Puppy - Dogday x reader

I Did it For You - catnap x fox! smiling critter!reader

Spiderman: into the spiderverse

Arachnophobia - Miguel O'Hara x reader

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[crypt-keepers-den]

FNAF Security Breach Incorrect Quote

Y/N: *seductively takes off glasses* Y/N: Wow... GL Freddy: *blushes* Haha... what? Y/N: You're really fucking blurry.

[lovesick-feelings]

If only Y/N understood his troubles 😞

[silkythewriter]

General dating headcanons for Sundrop, Moondrop, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Bonnie, and Glamrock Foxy?

General dating headcanons for Sundrop, Moondrop, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Bonnie, and Glamrock Foxy!

Summary: General dating headcanons for Sundrop, Moondrop, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Bonnie, and Glamrock Foxy!

Small warning!: sorry for any spelling/ grammar mistakes and if their OOC!

Small note!: I don’t know much about glamrock bonnie and foxy but I’ll try! <3

Fandom!: FNAF!

Daily song suggestion!:

✨🐻Glamrock Freddy!🎸✨

I feel like he is one of those golden retrievers boyfriend’s I mean he checks out all the needed traits, extroverted ✅, enjoys being touched✅, etc!

He’s also a big romantic like taking you on dates about the pizzaplex! And getting you into V.I.P rooms aswell as items and snacks!

Vanessa once caught him trying to sneak you into the V.I.P sections by getting you a V.I.P pass she scolded him but even if he was shameful he would re try tomorrow while being more careful cause he’s not just gonna leave you in the dust

Definitely let’s you keep some of the plushies he has In his room! Whatever is his is now yours!

He loves carrying you around or just picking you up regardless of your weight or hight! But he will stop if you ask him too! Trust me he wouldn’t mind at least if your comfortable:*)!

He has a hidden box of snacks and other things you need in his room for whenever you visit!

He loves playing hide and seek with you, even if he’s bad at it due to he’s size it’s still fun! But one time you crept up on him from behind and scared the living shit outta him needless to say he always checks behind him every once in a while💀

Sometimes you guys cuddle on his couch in his room! ( of course when the curtains are closed) he usually has you laying on him due to the limited space of the small couch (one of his leg’s is probably off the couch tbh) and his arms rapped around you

Ima be honest this guy gives off thigh lover small, medium, or large doesn’t matter! He just likes laying his head down on your lap while he’s on break!

I don’t think he would flirt much, I feel like he’s more physical affection! He will praise you though or just say random “I love you” through out the day!

I feel like he would use cute Nick names like superstar, darling,sweetheart,and angel! and if you give him one? He’s probably gonna ask for you to repeat it

I feel like he would use cute Nick names like superstar, darling,sweetheart,and angel! and if you give him one? He’s probably gonna ask for you to repeat it

Over all just a sweetheart! He would do almost anything for you! He’s a bit soft so please go easy one him but other then that he’s a dream to be with <3

✨🎭Sundrop!💛✨

He loves making little home made gifts! Or just gets the kids together in the day care to make you something!

He doesn’t like you around moon so when the kids go to take a nap ( assuming your a guard) he’ll rush you out of the room and ask for another person just in case

Loves to play mini games with you! Whatever you want he’ll play!

He can’t really leave the daycare so you guys mostly hang out there but on some rare occasions he can sneak out! But he isn’t the best at doing it cause if the bells on his clothes

Even if your not a kid person ( you don’t like kids) that’s fine! You can hang out off to the side as he takes care of them once he’s done though he’ll spend most of his time with you!

I feel like he would scare you by accident like you can just be chilling making sure the kids don’t hurt themselves and sun would just appear behind you and start talking outta no where and scare the living shit outta you 💀

Sense his face is made out of plastic/metal he can’t really kiss you but he’d hug you a lot! This man can’t even keep his hands off you when he sees you- you two are always holding hands or he’s side hugging you! Or really anything

He has cute nicknames for you like Freddy! He mostly calls you sunshine or just your name!

Sometimes he likes to surprise hug you and doesn’t let go like not even a bit 💀 he’s really clingy so keep that in mind!

You gotta save him from eating to much glitter glue-

Overall more on the clingy side so I hope that doesn’t bother you- also he’s very energetic so good luck 

✨🌑Moondrop💙✨

The complete opposite of sun to be honest

He takes a bit to get use to touching you like cuddling and stuff so please be patient with him :(

He likes scaring you on purpose by flying in the air and landing loudly next to you ( if the kids aren’t there ofc 💀)

I feel like he’s a bit protective of you even if your fine- like there’s a spider on the wall and he already has his fist up in boxing potion 💀

He actually really appreciates if you help him put the kids to sleep cause it’s a bit less work for him

Sometimes he gets annoyed how sun gets to be out more then him cause it’s less time with you

Once he gets used to physical affection he’ll start holding your hand and pulling you around the day care as you guys just chilled and talked!

He gets really flustered if you smother his face with kisses- oml- man is overheating you can hear the fan dying

Sometimes he likes flying over to you on his little roof machine ( idk what to call it the thing that extends him into the air) and pick you up randomly 💀

Sometimes he gets sun to watch over you while he’s one shift, as much as he hates the thought if it he wants to make sure your okay!

Overall hes not the best at showing his love but he try’s, once you learn the pattern of his love you’ll understand!

✨💜Glamrock Bonnie 🐇✨

Please touch his ears-

Loves when you pepper his face in kisses! He does that little thing with his feet where he like bangs them against the ground-

I feel like he would love if you played with his ears! Like you sitting on his lap and he’s just bending his head down so you can play with his ears-

He’s love to teach you how to play guitar! I feel like he’s very patient at least with you so don’t worry!

He loves holding your hand while walking you around the place and talking away! He’s quite a talker so R.I.P your ears

He snatches some plushies from the gift counter and gifts them to you without anyone knowing. And to be honest he doesn’t care much if he gets caught

Loves having double dates with you and Freddy’s S/O it fun! But sometimes he’d just rather be alone with you

Sometimes his fans get in the way- like you two would be hanging out and a group of teens would come up randomly telling him how much they love him- like of course you don’t mind! And he doesn’t either!… at least that what he thinks 💀 he gets a bit annoyed but masks it very well!

I feel like he knows magic tricks ( personal HC) so he would definitely show it off to you! Like making a coin appear from behind your ear, or something else! He loves seeing your stunned face! It’s adorable to him he can’t help it!

I feel like he doesn’t really get jealous but when he does he gets whiny or just pulls you out of whatever convoluted you were in-

Overall a pretty cute but stubborn boyfriend he can be a handful sometimes but I feel like that’s one of his charms then flaws

✨🦊Glamrock foxy🏴‍☠️✨

He absolutely LOVES telling you random stories of his! He loves it more when you guys are just alone so no one can interrupt

When ever you hug him or you guys cuddle you can feel his tail wag- it’s absolutely adorable but he pretends it’s not there or just doesn’t notice it happen

Whenever he sees you he goes running to you in full speed getting ready to pounce on you💀 he just can’t help himself he loves you a lot!

I feel like he has a pirate hat hidden somewhere just for you with his signature on it! He loves seeing you wear it, it makes him fall more in love with you to be honest

He lets you run your fingers through his tail! He likes it but you have to be careful cause sometimes you accidentally step on it and that hurts like shit-

Bonnie loves to make fun of him about how excited he gets when your around. Like he can be in the worst mood and just get a glance of you and instantly gets happier

He loves bragging about you to the rest it annoys them but to be honest they just learned how to block it out

He loves playing video game with you! I feel like he’s kinda competitive so be warned! He might not go easy on ya

He makes you watch him play with the younger kids like 8-10 maybe cause it honestly adorable how he pretends to be a captain and their all the little pirates! Sometimes the kids drag you into it ( he wispier to them asking them to do it but shhhhhh)

He’d definitely make flirty comments with you at the worst possible times just to annoy you

Overall He is a menace sometimes but most of the time he’s honestly adorable!

IM SO SORRY THAT TOOK SO LONG OML- I HOPE YOU ENJOY EITHER WAY 😭

[lord-of-the-frogs]

Made some silly Security Breach themed y/n outfits and was too excited about them to not share :))!! (If Tumblr destroys the quality I'll cry)

This y/n is meant to be a femme-dressing nonbinary person because that is what I am!!

Y/n is not really "Your Name" to me, y/n is their own little creature..their own species..

[peachie-bumblebee]

you so need to rewrite those fics you mentioned in the 3some head cannons. They sound so good omg.

you know what? here you go.

I’M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, BUT IT’S LONG ENOUGH IT MADE MY IPAD LAG SO HOPEFULLY THAT MAKES UP FOR IT!

ANIMALISTIC- REWRITE

ROXANNE WOLF X AFAB GEN!READER X MONTGOMERY GATOR

NSFW MINORS DNI

You wanted them, and by god, they wanted you.

CW: PRIMAL PLAY, FEAR PLAY, A BIT OF DUMBIFICATION, BREATH PLAY?, SLIGHT PAIN PLAY??, SUPER TINY ONE THING OF BLOOD PLAY, MARKING, JEALOUSY, THEY’RE MEAN BUT YOU LIKE IT, DEGRADATION, READERS A BIT OF A MASOCHIST, A BIT OF EDGING, THIS IS ALL JUST KINDA SELF INDULGENT AND CRAZY, TEASING, SLIGHT CUM PLAY???

You were Monty’s. That much was a guarantee.

You had been Monty’s from the moment he first laid his eyes on you. You had been at one of the shows with your college friends who had come back to town to reminisce about the good old days. They had gotten entirely wasted and left you there alone; alone and beautiful, and he knew from the moment he saw you in that crowd that he had to have you.

Of course, Roxanne was watching too- but Roxanne has always been far more patient than Montgomery.

Montgomery had approached you after the show late at night- you were hanging against the wall, and when you turned he stood there, hovering over you by several feet. He was breaking the rules by seeing you- and fuck, you loved a rule breaker.

That was over 8 months ago, and you’d never been happier- or more satisfied in all the meanings of the word. Monty wasn’t always the best with softness or with remembering details- minor things to you, really. But if there was one thing that Monty always delivered on, it was sex. You’d fucked on the vanity, against the window, in the Monty Gator Golf pool. He even ate you out on the middle of the stage late at night. You two had probably had every kind of sex you ever thought of having.

Except for one thing. The wildcard. The Roxanne Wolf. You weren’t stupid. You knew how she looked at you, and you knew that she and Monty were close- extremely so. It’s not like you minded it. Not at all; and you knew that your overprotective boyfriend knew too. It was an unspoken oddity of your relationship. If it had been anyone else, he probably would have flown off the handle. But Roxanne and you shared stolen glances, and her nails traced your hipbones as you passed down a tight corridor, and you were sure that was all it was ever gonna be.

So when they sat you down and proposed this- you had been taken aback. Your first thought had been that Roxy was just bored and wanted to hang out with you and Monty. After Monty patted his lap and told you to sit, you figured it was going another direction.

But not this.

Never this.

And god the adrenaline was racing through you.

They had explained it casually, toothy grins on their faces as they took you in.

Tomorrow night.

Chica’s Maze.

A game.

The rules would be simple.

You would start in the middle of the maze. You would find your way to the start or to the exit. That technicality didn’t bother either of them.

You would have a 5 minute head start. The time would be displayed on the wall for you.

It would be dark- but not pitch black.

You would be naked.

If you found your way out before they found you- you could have anything you wanted. And that meant anything at all. From either of them.

Roxanne had looked at you very pointedly when that part was discussed.

If you were caught- then they would do anything they wanted with you.

The offer had sent heat pooling down your spine. You’d done so much with Monty, and so little with Roxy.

So why not play?

“Of course”, he had reassured you, “we’ll level the playing field for you.”

The maze was always a rotating map. Neither of them would have the chance to memorize any path to find you on. And they wouldn’t camp out at the start or end- you had their word. Monty and Roxy would be wearing heavy bracelets around their ankles and hands- something to weigh them down a little. There would be forgiveness as well. If you were caught once, then you could continue on with a handicap. Something non-specified. A slap on the wrist before the real loss. They wouldn’t elaborate when you asked.

“What about your eyes?” you had asked Roxanne.

She got a certain look on her face then, one you couldn’t quite put a finger on.“That’s why you get the five minutes.”

So here you were now- the middle of Chica’s Mazercize. Monty had led you to the spot in the middle with strict instructions to close your eyes the whole way; tempting not to follow of course, but it’s far too exciting of an experience to waste it over breaking a rule as small as that.

Monty slides a cold claw down your front, wrapping the pads of his fingers around your nipple and giving it a small tug. At your slight moan, he chuckles and gets close to your ear.

“Count to 30 seconds before you open your eyes, m’kay?”

The cold air on your bare skin makes you bristle- along with something else.

“Okay.”

A ghost of a cold kiss is pressed against your cheek. “Good luck, baby.”

And with that, he leaves, the whirring of his gears fading into the distance.

As you count down, your worry your teeth between your lips, shifting your weight from side to side. This whole thing is crazy. You’d done a lot of crazy shit, but this- this is fucking crazy. But you were gonna play this game. You wanted to. You wanted them, and by god, they wanted you.

The only thing you weren’t sure you wanted was to win.

Time’s up.

Slowly, as if expecting something to jump out at you, you peel open your eyes at the maze before you. One by one, the lights shut off, creating a rapidly approaching darkness as the walls change and shift around you. Your breath catches in your throat as new pathways emerge and change before your eyes before settiling in four directions. The ground your standing on shifts as well- spinning you slowly for couple of rotations so you can no longer keep track of where the start and the end could possibly be.

North.

South.

East.

West.

You are hopelessly, helplessly lost as the final light flicks off, submerging the maze in a faint pink glow.

You have no idea where to go.

The thought makes you throb.

Above you, a giant red clock turns on to exactly 5:00. 5 minutes. 5 minutes to decide what to do- where to go.

North couldn’t hurt. North always seems to be the right answer in the stories; and really, how complicated could the maze be? It wasn’t designed to contain anything more than some casual paying guests. Maybe, you smile to yourself, you’d get out before your head start was even over. The two animatronics would be at your beck and call.

You step as quickly as you can without running down the pathway, pondering what you’d have them do to you when it hits you. Quite literally. Before you is a wall.

Left or right.

That small bubble of confidence within you begins to deflate- but the feeling between your thighs only gets worse.

4 minutes left.

You go right.

Within what feels like seconds, you hit a dead end.

A sweat starts to build on the back of your neck.

You go back down the way you came from, heading left this time. Your speed is picking up pace as you keep your eyes trained on the clock, watching valuable seconds of time circle down the drain.

Left. Right. Left. Straight.

You should have a strategy. If you pick straight enough times, will it lead you to the edge? Or was this map designed with that idea in mind?

Strategy. Strategy.

The seconds continue ticking away.

1:40 left.

Shit.

Pick left, then left again. Then pick right twice. It should lead you in the pattern of a square-like zigzag, and even if you hit the wall, you could use that as a guiding path. Right?

Right?

“One minute left!” The prerecorded voice of Chica spills over the maze from speakers, telling you that yes, you do indeed have 60 seconds to come up with a real plan on how to win this.

If you still want to win this.

Maybe that’s why you didn’t plan.

Your heart is hammering in your chest as the final seconds begin to tick away, the sound of a clock matching the beats of your feet into the ground. Strategy can no longer just be about how to get out. It now has to include how to stay hidden.

You’re trapped in a maze with two predator creatures- one built for speed, one for strength. They’re both taller than you. You know for a fact that Monty could easily toss you in the air if he wanted. You’ve heard rumors about the exact bite force of Roxy’s jaws. They’re smarter, equipped with the most modern technology in the world.

And Roxy can see you.

You just don’t know from how far away.

Fuck, what are they gonna do with you if you win?

“Uh oh!” Chica’s voice fills the maze once again, and you look towards the ceiling right as the clock his zero and a loud buzz echos through your bones. “Looks like you’re outta time!”

You’re still- deathly still as a beat of silence fills the massive maze. The only sound is your blood rushing through your ears.

And then a feminine laugh filled with absolute anticipation echos down the metal walls.

She’s here. They both are.

You don’t know what makes your body ache in anticipation more- her laugh, or the lack of your boyfriend’s.

They are two animalistic creatures made to hunt, and tonight, you are their prey.

It’s not about pure speed anymore as you go down your preplanned pathway. You’re trying to be as silent and as quick as you can be at the same time, which proves difficult.

You take a left.

The turn around the corner makes your stomach drop in fear and arousal as your eyes try to desperately find some hint of either of their presences. There’s nothing- and it’s relief and dread and ache that floods through you at the same time.

Keep going straight until you find another left.

Every sound in the maze makes your heart seize- but you’ve never felt more alive. Every pin drop, every settling noise of the pizzaplex has you stifling your own gasp of trepidation.

You find another left.

And someone is there.

It’s just a split second of danger recognition- their back is turned to you, and there’s so much adrenaline flooding through you that you don’t even know who it was. You just run.

As fast as you can, you turn back from where you can, your strides stretching as far as they can. You make the decision to dive behind another corner before you even register that there is one- it’s nearly an inperceptible slit in the walls- and as you hit the ground, you realize you’ve found the jackpot.

It’s a false wall. Made to confuse the customers- maybe scare actors stay there during the halloween season- you don’t know and quite frankly, you don’t give a shit. You crawl backwards on the floor until you’re flush with the farthest corner of the hiding place. You slap your hands over your mouth to try to quiet your breathing, eyes squeaking shut as the telltale footsteps inch closer.

It’s your boyfriend.

And he’s looking for you.

His heavy footsteps thunk into the metal floor and you squeeze your hands even tighter over your mouth.

“Baby?” His voice travels straight to your clit and you barely hold back a noise that’s pure animal-like need. You’re not thinking straight. The walls are spinning. Your pussy is throbbing.

He whistles low and slow as he walks right by.

And then he stops.

How much can he hear?

You stop breathing.

“Come on out for me, baby.” His voice is tensed with electric adrenaline, breath hissing through his mouth. “I can hear you.”

And you know he could. Monty has incredible hearing- better than you, certainly. And he doesn’t have bad eyesight- but certainly not Roxy’s.

Don’t find me. Don’t find me.

You manage to stay completely quiet, the need for oxygen burning in your lungs.

He keeps moving as your chest shakes, rounding some far off corner. You continue holding your breath as long as you can before you allow yourself to breathe as slowly and silently as you can.

Monty was going to be pissed.

The thought almost made your eyes roll back in your head.

After a few more moments you shakily stand and make your way to the exit of your hiding room. Your elbows are slightly bruised and scraped from your dive- but the ache is nothing compared to the building one between your legs. With one last glance around, you tiptoe out back onto the main path. That was close. Too close.

A part of you wonders what would have happened if he caught you just then.

Would he have pinned you down? Called Roxanne over? Given you whatever handicap you deserved? Or would he have simply picked you up right then and fucked you against the wall?

Turning in the opposite direction from where Montgomery went, you continue your strategy from before the close encounter. But as you continue walking, you lose more and more track of where you had first bumped into him. In the thrill of the chase, you had completely lost your bearings.

You continue going straight.

And then take a right. This pathway of the maze curves- perhaps this is the entrance to the maze, some kind of a lead-in.

You wall down the looming halls as it spirals into a circle. Your speed picks up along with the curves, getting tighter and tighter until a wall comes into sight in front of you.

There’s a sign there- a cartoon Chica with a frown on her face.

“Dead End!”

You only realize your mistake too late. Without notice, one second to the next- there she is. Her eyes are gleaming in the darkness, shining with hunger- shining at you. You gasp, the sound catching in your throat as you freeze. Roxanne is on you in seconds- no chance for you to even think about escaping. With a single hand she pushes you into the wall, squeezing your throat in her grasp. You can still breathe- but the intended effect is strong. She’s inches away from your face and smiling as you squirm under her, your hands grasping where hers lies on your throat, yet making no attempt to pull it away.

“Found you.”

Roxannes voice is husky with victory and lust.

Just as you get your bearings under her palm, she flips you so that your cheek is flush with the wall. You gasp as she moves up behind you, tracing your skin with a single pointy claw.

“You’ve been proving much more slippery then we initially thought. It’s almost impressive- is it a skill of yours, or just luck?”

To punctuate her words she softly curls her spare hand around your hipbone, her pinky finger drifting low enough to almost graze at your pussy slit. You let out a shuddered heave of a gasp when the very tip of her claw just barely touches your clit.

She cocks her head a little, making a false click of sympathy at your desperation. “Looks like it’s more like beginners luck.”

Roxy finally releases the back of your head from it’s pinned place. Instead, she smoothly- yet quickly- presses your chin up so that your head is arched back into her chest. Her thumb grazes your lip and presses just barely before a single drop of blood wells up.

Her hand moves down to fully cup you, and something inside of you breaks. You rut up into Roxy’s hand hard before you can even realize you’re doing anything. She stops it before it even starts, harshly hiking her hand up and away and grabbing the hilt of your chin in her hand.

“Ah ah- nope. Not yet. The rules say you get your handicap now.”

A whine from somewhere deep in you finds it way out your throat. Roxy chokes on her little laugh just slightly.

“Don’t push it. I’d use your mouth right now if I knew your boyfriend wouldn’t throw a tantrum- oh fuck, he’s gonna be so pissed when he finds out I got to you before he did.” The wolf laughs a little again before taking something out from behind her.

She wraps something long, black, and silky into her fist.

It’s a blindfold.

You were never meant to win this game at all.

With a swift hand, Roxanne ties the dark fabric around your eyes. It’s not even see through enough to see 5 inches in front of you, nevertheless 5 feet. The pitch blackness rule is clearly out the window. There’s no chance of your eyes even adjusting.

If before you were a rat in a trap, you are now the cheese.

Roxanne hums as she ever so slightly presses your body into the wall with hers. “Let’s hope that good luck of yours doesn’t run out.” She rocks against your ass once- just a tease of a grind, really, but the act makes you clutch her arm in desperation anyway.

“You have another five minutes to get going again- but I suppose you won’t be able to tell how much time had passed until our friend’s voice comes over the intercom, isn’t that right?”

Your voice breaks as she rocks again, even less so this time. “Please. Just take me now.”

“Are you saying you want to stop?”

“No i’m- i’m ready.”

“We’re not.”

Clearly, they want to play with their food.

“See you soon. Listen for your one and only’s reaction for me, won’t you baby?”

With one last cup of your ass, Roxy slips off into the unknown void that surrounds you.

A part of you just wants to slide down the wall and wait for them to realize that you haven’t moved an inch- but god, where’s the fun in that? You’re a player in a game you were doomed to fail- but you know just as well as they do that what comes in your failure is benefit. And part of the fun is the chase.

You’ll play your part.

You know they’ll play theirs.

Blindly, your trail your hand down the wall as you walk, quickly navigating yourself back down the spiral dead end. You’re just about to exit what you think is the beginning of the spiral when you hear it.

A growl, dark and deep and deliciously pissed off rumbles throughout the maze.

Roxanne was right- he really isn’t happy that she found you first.

You wonder what that means for you.

The thought only makes you move faster, adrenaline coursing deeper through your veins. You don’t know how much time you have left, but you’re gonna use it to the best of your abilities. You just have to hope you’re moving further away, not closer.

Will they hunt together now? No- Montgomery will be much too furious for that. Unless Roxanne makes him. Clearly, she has some kind of control over him that you’ve never known about; their own personal cat and mouse where both are the cat. Contrary to the animals they’re based off of, Monty’s blood runs hot in a hunt. He’s all force, all blind desire to take what is his. Roxanne appears to run cold- a deadly stalker in the night. She’s speed and strength and skill.

No matter their hunting plan, you’re royally fucked.

You race as fast as you dare down the pathways, taking lefts and rights like you know nothing- a part of you doesn’t. You know nothing about where you’re going or where you’re headed from.

Before you know it, you have one minute left. You must once again take up stealth over fast travel- so it’s best to get as far as possible first. Your hands are your only guide as you take another trip down another curve, praying you somehow haven’t moved in a big circle.

Time runs out as it always does.

Either by some miracle you blindly stumble your way across your finish line, or they find you freakishly fast. You’ll take either option- but you’re not going down without at least trying.

Another left.

You jump as a creak squeaks off in the distance, slamming your feet into the ground as your heart hammers in your chest.

Nothing.

You move on.

After 300 some paces you take a sharp right at the end of the corridor. That right ends in a sharp corner that your finger skips slightly over, and your heart skips a beat at the possibility that you’ve defied all the odds. You take one step, then two- and then there it is.

A thunk.

Another.

There he is.

You turn on your heel and run from the sound like a wild animal, knowing it’s entirely a fruitless endeavor. Monty makes a noise- deep, guttural, angry, and it only spurs you on further. You smile with your teeth bared, sure that at any moment you will feel his hands scrape you up and off the ground.

Good.

But it doesn’t come.

Instead, a familiar hand grabs your throat from the front.

Roxy.

You hadn’t even heard her coming.

Monty comes up from the behind.

“I fuckin’ had it, you know.” He presses himself pulley behind you, roughly grabbing your hips as you gasp. You can feel his dick pressed against your back, painfully hard. You hear the sound of his teeth grating. “I had them.”

“It’s a shame I got to them first then.”

You realize now that they’ve been playing a game of their own.

“Just cuz you wrap your fuckin’ claws around their throat doesn’t mean shit, wolf.”

She clicks her tongue. “That’s not all I’ve done. Look closer.”

You tremble between them in the silence.

Slowly, Roxanne pushes your chin up to show your face to your boyfriend. The air is electric, tense. Your breaths are coming in in slight heaves as Roxanne tugs your bottom lip down with her claw.

She flicks the small bloody scab with the point of her talon.

“You fuckin’ marked them?”

You don’t need to see Roxanne’s expression to know its a smug one.

“Before me?”

“Oh well.”

Montgomery trembles behind you as Roxanne gets closer, still pressing your face to the sky. Her tits brush against your bare skin and you shudder even more.

“Maybe you should ask them what’s wrong, Montgomery. If you wanna have the honors.”

Your boyfriend isn’t used to being bossed around, not in any capacity. You’ve never done it before, never even seen it happen.

You feel his face lower towards yours. “I don’t need to ask. I already know.”

He pulls you away slightly from Roxy and presses a finger against your clit hard. Your entire body jumps as you let out a moan. “Fuck, Monty.”

“See how it’s my name they’re saying? How their body responds to me at a single fuckin’ touch?”

“Funny. Their body was doing something similar when I started dry humping them in the maze.”

And that’s the straw that breaks the camel’s back.

Everyone has a breaking point. The rules of the game state that you are theirs to do what they please with- and it seems that part of what they want to do is to out perform each other. You’re just along for the ride. Monty’s breaking point is knowing she got to you first.

You’re dragged away several feet by your boyfriends hands, the air around you moving to tell you that the wolf is in quick pursuit.

“Cmon, Monty. Don’t be jealous.”

“Shut up. Shut the fuck up.”

Roxy reaches out beyond you and places a hand on your boyfriend. “Take their pussy first. It’ll make you feel better.”

You gasp as Monty growls, putting you on something soft. You can’t understand what it is- it feels like a mattress, which makes no fucking sense because you’re in a maze- but before you can begin thinking about that, Monty starts crawling on top of you.

Your breathing catches in your throat as you feel his dick slap against your stomach, leaving a warm sticky smear on your skin. “Can I take the blindfold off?”

A pause.

“No. Not yet.” Monty’s hands are rough as he runs them down your sides. “You’ll get to see us when you’ve earned it.”

“But I-”

Montgomery cuts you off by squeezing your jaw shut in the palm of his hand. “I didn’t ask you, slut.” With that, he uses his free hand to push up your right leg over his shoulder. His cock now rests on your thigh, heavy and weeping. “I am not fuckin’ happy with you.”

His dick tells a different story, but you aren’t able to open your mouth to tell him that.

Like before, he presses a single finger on your clit hard- this time, his thumb. He’s tense with his jealousy and lust, breath coming out heavy. You keen as he starts moving his thumb in a circle, the coolness of his skin making you jolt.

“You are such-”

Roxanne cuts Monty off. “Stop arguing with them and start prepping them to take you already.”

“And why should I fuckin’-

“Cuz I get their mouth.”

Fuck.

Roxy walks over. “Can’t sit on their fucking face if you keep talking.”

You tremble even more as you feel her kneel behind your head. As she takes your chin as leans you back, Montgomery pinches your clit between two fingers.

“Fuck- mm- Christ, Monty-

He tugs a little and your hips buck up.

“Can I please, please see you both now?”

Roxanne hums, and her body whirs as she positions herself over your face. “Hm. I don’t know. Why don’t you ask him?”

You’re moaning, the feeling of him slightly kneading your clit between his fingers making you ache.

“Use your words. Ask him.”

You moan again, unable to help yourself. “Monty, Monty-

He lets go of your clit and the sheer ache of it makes you cut yourself off again.

“Can’t even fuckin’ ask me, huh?”

“Please.”

“What are you even askin’ for?”

You’re suddenly not sure.

Roxanne laughs. “That’s what we thought. Open your mouth. Tap a couple times on my thigh if you can’t handle it, okay?”

“Mhm.”

She squeezes your mouth open a little. “I wanna hear you say it.”

“Okay.”

“That’s good.”

And with that, she lowers herself onto your face. You know she’s restraining herself- if she really sat, she’d kill you, but the sheer thought of that sends even more arousal through you. Though she’s not using her full weight, she is certainly still on you.

She’s warm.

“Stick your tongue out for me.”

You do, and she groans, starting to rock herself against your tongue. You can only just breathe, and the feeling is making you pleasantly fuzzy as your senses are overwhelmed.

“Told you they’re good, aren’t they Rox?”

“Fuck.”

You stick your tongue out further.

“Jesus, fucking slut-” Roxy grabs your chest in her hand and tugs on your nipple. Your moan must send some kind of vibration to her clit, because she hisses through her teeth as you do it.

“You’re crazy for letting us do this to you, baby.” Montgomery pushes two fingers inside of you. “I’ve got such a whore on my hands, don’t I? Letting us do whatever we want to you. Slippery little tease.” Your hips involuntarily buck, but he’s far too strong for you to get much of anywhere. Your cry of pleasure can’t even by silenced by Roxy’s cunt.

And Monty is huge. His fingers are already thick enough to deliciously scrape against your g-spot without doing much of anything, and his fingers are nothing compared to how his dick feels inside of you. As he slides another finger inside of you, you can hear the wet squelch of your pussy.

Of course, you can hardly hear it over the muffling that Roxanne’s thighs provide- her legs are only just squeezing your head as she grinds deeper and harder on your tongue. You’re not in pain- no, you’re in ecstasy as you wrap your lips around her clit and suck.

As you use more pressure, Monty pumps his fingers in and out of your pussy. The intense moaning makes Roxanne toss her head back. “Whatever you’re doing to them, keep fucking doing it.”

It’s Monty’s turn to chuckle as he maintains his speed. Your moan hits a higher note as your involuntarily squeeze around him, and Roxanne cums all over your face.

Fucking christ.

After a few more rocks of her hips, the wolf climbs off your face and you gasp. Roxanne cups your face and wipes her fluids off of your chin before placing them in your mouth.

“Clean me off.”

You obediently lick her fingers clean with a whine, and she groans. “I think they deserve their sight back now, don’t you, Montgomery?”

He gives a sigh of false contemplation. “Did they do a good job?”

“Clearly.”

His grin is evident in his voice. “That’s my bitch. Go on.”

Roxy peels off your blindfold, damp with sweat and her juices. You blink as your eyes adjust to your surroundings, and you discover that your are indeed on a mattress in a corridor of the maze.

They must have set up spots to fuck you across it.

You groan as Monty and Roxy help flip you onto your hands and knees. Monty slips his fingers, now warm from your pussy, out of you and you whine at the feeling.

“Don’t complain. I’m gonna stuff you full of somethin’ in just a second.”

You don’t have words anymore- you’re exhausted from the chase, and it’s like your brain has totally lost all knowledge on what your vocabulary is. You just know that the ache between your thighs is unbearable, and that you’re drooling over your bottom lip, and that you just want them to fuck you.

Roxanne sits in front of you and takes your chest into her hands, rubbing and pulling on your nipples. You lurch forwards at her touch- which is when Monty starts rubbing his cockhead against your pussy hole.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Getting all excited over just me doing this? You really must have gotten all wet n fuckin’ ready for us, didn’t you?” Monty slaps your clit with his dick, smearing his precum all over you.

“Yes.” You don’t have it in you to be embarrassed anymore. “Need you. Need you both.”

They both groan at your pitiful response.

“What do you need us to do?” Roxanne stops pinching one of your nipples to cup your whole chest on that side.

Your boyfriend keeps gliding his dick across your clit, and you’re going goddamn insane because of it. “Touch me.”

“We are touching you.”

You’re gonna fucking cry if they keep on doing this game of verbal back and forth with you. You don’t have the strength.

You groan, cringing in on yourself slightly. “Want Monty to fuck me while you rub my clit and touch me- touch me all over.”

“That’s better.” Roxanne makes eye contact with your boyfriend. “Well? Whenever you’re ready.”

And with that, Monty bottoms out in you with one thrust.

No matter how many times you’ve taken him, you just can’t seem to get used to how fucking big his dick is. It’s long and thick and he’s always super fucking messy, and even though its by far not your first time doing it, it burns so fucking good as he pushes all the way in. You cry out, shaking as he gives you a moment to adjust.

Roxy slides her hands down and presses on your pelvis, causing your eyes to roll back in your head. “I can feel him all the way up there.”

You don’t have it in you to respond. You’re blabbering now as she catches your head from meeting the mattress. “Can’t- mm- fuck- can’t fucking take it-

“I know you can.” Monty shifts forwards a bit, somehow hitting impossibly deeper. “We know you can.”

You just cry in pleasure as he continues. “Tell us you want this. Tell us how bad you want this, or we’ll stop.”

No.

“I want- fuck, please, please, please I want this, I want you Monty, please, please-

He wraps his hands around your hipbones and starts thrusting, and the rest of the world snaps away. Roxanne picks your limp upper body up and readjusts you so that you’re kneeling at an angle and draped over her shoulders. You weakly grasp as her back, nails finding no purchase in her metal skin as your boyfriend fucks up into you. Nothing exists besides how good his cock feels grinding and pumping up into your hole- there’s just pure pleasure.

Roxanne slips a hand under your body and starts rubbing your clit while Monty continues to fuck you with a brutal pace. You can’t even moan, it feels that good- all that comes out of you is a squeak of a cry. You’re mouth open, panting out huffs of breaths as you cling to Roxanne like a lifeline.

“You didn’t tell me how pretty their face was when they got all fucked out.”

Monty has his head down, eyebrows screwed up and moaning as he fucks you. “Well, that’s your own damn fault for not realizing. Fuckin’ look at ‘em.”

You can see Roxanne looking at you through your lidded eyes, too drunk on pleasure to register her own expression of lust. “It is.”

You just lay there and take both of their actions, too overwhelmed with pleasure to do anything but moan. You’re sure the maze is echoing with the sounds of you and your pussy- fuck, there’s probably a little wet spot under you from his actions- and you just can’t seem to care.

Monty growls under his breath, taking his frustration out on your pussy. “Fuckin’ snuck past me, What the hell is that?- and tried to run from me?”

“m’- m‘sorry Monty-” is all you can reply with.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. I fuckin’ know.”

Before you even fully realize it, your orgasm is building in your lower stomach. They must notice some change in you that you can’t, because all of a sudden, Montgomery starts pounding into you faster. The change of pace would normally slow your climax down a little, but the swirl of Roxanne’s fingers feel so good that it picks right back up again.

The wolf laces her free hand through your hair, grounding you with slightly stinging pressure. “Just hold it for a little bit longer. We both know he’s close, don’t we?”

It’s true. He’s sliding in and out of you at a near extreme pace, his grip on your hips slightly too tight. If you could hear him over your own moans, you’d know he was nearly as loud as you.

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t- please let me come, please-

Roxanne hushes you. “We know you can. Just be patient and hold it.”

You sob, clutching onto to her tighter than you thought possible.

Monty’s hips begin to stutter and he grabs the mattress, claws piercing the soft material. “Fuck, fuck, that’s it baby, keep squeezing me just like that. That’s right, that’s my good fuckin’ slut-”

You gasp, the last of your reasoning hanging on for those telltale words of permission from your boyfriend.

“You can cum now, cum for me, that’s it, let go-

Roxy firmly roots her claws in your hair, and with that, you cum.

You can’t even tell how long it really goes on for. It feels like eternities. Some part of you can hear your cry of ecstasy as you finally cum on his dick and her hand, but the rest of you is too caught up in the white hot pleasure coursing through your veins. Monty comes inside of you, his warmth flooding your lower stomach, and continues to hump his dick up into you well after he’s done so that you can ride it all out. You bounce on him too, unable to help yourself as your orgasm fades away.

When you come back to your senses, you’re in Monty’s arms as he holds you, Roxanne seating right beside. You’re covered in sweat, aching, exhausted- and extremely happy.

“You know. You were pretty damn close to winnin’, baby.” Montgomery tells you as you look around.

“Really?”

Roxanne smiles. “Couple more turns and you would have walked through the exit.”

You sigh, looking up at the ceiling, and then between the two animalistic creatures above you.

And you know to ask just one thing.

“So when are you gonna let me try again?”

END

ahh! I hope y’all enjoyed!!! please reblog with comments, comment, and send request in as always! I love you all. <3

[rheiple]

Sun: You sure are a little cutie patootie!

Reader: WHAT

Moon: You're a shortstack, sweetie :)

Reader: EXCUSE ME?

Reader, looking at Eclipse: Are YOU not gonna back me up with this?

Eclsipe, went to crouch down to reader's height: pspspspspspsps

Reader: DO I LOOK LIKE A SMALL CREATURE TO YO-

Also reader: Actually, don't answer that,, I already know

[sugarbabey0]

Glamrock Bonnie x GN Reader

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Summary: You started at the PizzaPlex as a nighttime security guard weeks ago, and had yet to run into the infamous Glamrock Bonnie. When you finally do, he offers to bowl with (or technically against) you.

Little did he know you sucked at bowling. Bad.

Basically Bonnie teaches you to bowl after you pathetically embarrass yourself :D

Word Count: 2,637

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hi this is really self indulgent because i want more silly bonnie fics and there’s not enough for me. so i just wrote my own yippeeee

(this can also be found on my ao3 @/bonnieluvr05)

One last stop. One last place to check before you could reside in the security office with a large cup of coffee and some snacks for the rest of the night. Finally. Not that being the only human security guard-or just human, period- in the PizzaPlex was bad, it just got a little lonely. And once you got to the office, you could scroll mindlessly on your phone and occasionally check the cameras. Once you did a sweep of the whole plex, the rest of the night consisted of watching them to make sure no one snuck in. And nothing happened. Ever. It really just served as a time for you to catch up on shows or play games on your phone. And that, you didn’t mind one bit. Getting paid 20 dollars an hour to do basically nothing? Sounded like a plan.

The loud sounds of the Fazcade- that you could still somehow hear over your earbuds- faded as you walked towards your last stop for the night. You’d just so happened to leave your favorite place for last. Coincidence or not, you let out a relieved breath as the Bonnie Bowl logo came into view. Ever since you started here a few weeks ago, the vibe of the bowling alley seemed to be the one you were most drawn to. You’d never actually bowled here or met the infamous bunny mascot, but when you would do your routine sweeps, this place put you at the most ease. Maybe it was the nostalgia of bowling alleys since you hadn’t bowled since you were a child.

Avoiding the various security bots patrolling around, you came to a stop in front of the elevators to enter Bonnie Bowl. You pushed the button and waited before stepping in. Once it reached the top floor and the doors opened, you stepped in with perhaps a little too much enthusiasm. You couldn’t help it, you really did love the atmosphere of this place. And you got to relax after you were done.

You flicked on your flashlight and began checking the main lobby to make sure there was nothing unusual. As you scanned the area, you stalled on the rows upon rows of bowling balls of various colors and patterns. One on the far end caught your eye though. It was isolated, to begin with. Standing upon its own stand was a deep indigo ball with red stars of different sizes scattered among it. You kept half heartedly scanning the area with your light as you approached it. When you got to the ball, you reached your hand out to feel it, and you could tell by the rough exterior this was a well loved ball.

You were busy examining it when you heard a muffled voice. You froze. Who on earth was that? You didn’t think there was anyone when you scanned the area, but then again you were so excited to look at all the bowling balls that you did a half ass look around. The voice in your head began pulling far fetched scenarios out, making you hesitant to do anything. Surely if it was someone here to hurt you they’d have done it by now, not talked to you. You pulled an earbud out slowly, and kept your stare on the bowling ball in front of you.

“-you like?” The voice became clear after your hearing was back to normal, but you still were scared and confused. If it were a trespasser, they’d definitely not be talking. So, you turned around. And standing in front of you was none other than Glamrock Bonnie himself.

The animatronics were still something you were getting used to. You were never a fan of them as a child, as their blank stares and jerky movements always rubbed you the wrong way. But when you started working here, your whole perception of them was flipped. These animatronics were fluid, had expressive faces, and their ai made them feel oddly human. It was quite the opposite of the ones you’d known as a kid.

Bonnie was one you’d never even seen in person. You caught a glance of the main four of the band on stage finishing a show one night as you came in, and the daycare attendant personally sought you out and introduced himself to you on your first night. Once or twice you’d bumped into Freddy before he went off and did… whatever it was they did at night. But other than that, you tended to steer clear of them. They still freaked you out a little and you’d rather get your job done quickly.

You realized you’d been staring for a good while and cleared your throat awkwardly.

“Oh. Hello.” You said quietly. You felt a lot more relaxed after you saw it was just one of the animatronics, and not a murderer. Still a little uneasy, but not scared. You realized he said something earlier but you didn’t pick it up.

“What were you saying?” You asked, offering him a small smile. He stepped closer to you and pointed to the bowling ball you’d been examining.

“Said, see something you like?” His eyes gleamed with pride as he smiled and said, “That one’s mine.

Ah. That would explain it being isolated. You shrugged as you glanced back at the ball with a frown. “Was just trying to remember the last time I even bowled. It’s been a few years. I used to love it as a kid.”

When you looked back up, Bonnie was grinning instead of smiling. Wow, these animatronics sure were expressive. He gestured to the rows of bowling balls. “Pick one out and we’ll play right now.”

You stared at him. What? You started to fabricate a lie, because in all honesty you just wanted to get back and relax in the office. “I’d love to, but I have to get back to the security office so I can watch the cams,” You gave a small smile as an apology and began to walk towards the door, but a metallic hand on your shoulder stopped you.

“You’re passing up an offer to bowl with the Glamrock Bonnie. You sure? I don’t offer that often.” He said in a voice that seemed to be challenging you. Great, now you couldn’t say no.

With a sigh, you turned back around and looked him in the eye. “Okay, okay. But I can’t stay long, because I don’t wanna be fired. Maybe one round.” He seemed to perk up at this, and you noticed his ears stood a little taller. Cute.

You scanned the racks of balls and decided on a neon pink one. After you picked your bowling ball up and Bonnie grabbed his, the two of you headed for the lanes. He had a huge smile and kept looking back at you, almost like he was expecting you to be gone. But every time, you were still right there, and still lugging the heavy bowling ball you’d picked.

Once you got to the lanes, you both put your balls into a return machine. You looked at Bonnie, waiting for him to start.

“We’ll play one round and then see what time it is. How about that?” He offered as he typed his name into the screen. He looked at you, waiting for both your answer and to put your name in.

“Yeah, sounds good to me.” You answered as you walked over and typed in your name, noticing he set his as GLAMBON. You looked over at him and giggled, “Do people call you Bon often or did your name just not fit?”

Bonnie’s ears twitched and he shrugged. “Um, didn’t fit,” he mumbled, and you saw he was avoiding looking at you directly. “Should’ve just put Bonnie, Bon’s a stupid nickname anyways..”

You shrugged. You thought it was rather cute, and asked simply because of that. You didn’t say anything, though, as it seemed you already embarrassed him enough.

Bonnie waited for the screen to light up signaling it was ready and walked to the edge of the lane. He looked over his shoulder at you with a glint in his eye. He had his challenging tone back as he spoke, “Ready to get your butt kicked?”

You simply laughed, knowing fully that you probably wouldn’t even come close to his score. He practically lived and breathed bowling. He was the bowling animatronic! You watched as Bonnie threw the ball in one fluid motion, it rolling down the middle of the lane and hitting the pins. All 10 knocked over.

You were honestly impressed.

Bonnie turned around and dramatically bowed, opening one eye as he bent down to gauge your reaction. You dismissed him with a chuckle and picked your ball up, ready to be publicly humiliated. You got to the lane and glanced back at Bonnie.

“Don’t laugh,” was all you said as you pathetically rolled your ball down the lane. It veered to the left, and ended up in the gutter in seconds. You put your head in your hands, shaking it as you heard zero pins be knocked over. Just your dumb ball rolling into the back of the lane. And then you heard it get returned, and that’s when you finally lifted your head and began to turn around.

Your turn got cut short when Bonnie appeared directly behind you with your ball. “Here, I’ll show you how.”

You jumped at his sudden appearance and felt your ears turn red. You hoped him showing you was just him literally showing you and explaining. This was embarrassing enough that you sucked ass at bowling. Now he was gonna teach you how like you were a child. You grabbed the ball, turning back around as quickly as you could. Now you didn’t know what to expect.

What you really didn’t expect was for Bonnie to grab both of your forearms, his entire form engulfing yours as he stood behind you. This was weirdly personal and you could feel every movement Bonnie took. He guided your right arm up until it was bent at the elbow and the ball was right in front of you.

“You want to start here. Really lets you wind up to roll,” he said slowly, “Make sure you support the ball with your other hand.”

His voice vibrated his whole body, which in turn made yours rumble, too. He moved your other arm to support the ball, not that you needed it. He was supporting it all. You were pretty sure your face was bright red from a mix of embarrassment and some other emotion at this point, but you simply nodded as a way to let him know to move to the next step.

“Then,” he started as he moved your right arm back down, pulling you down as well, “you want to slightly bend over as you start to wind up.”

You tried as hard as you could to retain this information, but your mind was going a million miles per minute. You tried to knock some sense into yourself. He probably did this all the time with children, right? Kids suck at bowling, you suck at bowling. Easy solution. Nothing else going on, just his bowling and childcare programming kicking in.

“Okay, then do I just roll it?” You asked, looking back at him from over your shoulder. He laughed, shaking his head.

“Too impatient. You could, but then it won’t go where you want it to. You have to wind all the way back first,” he said, still speaking softly. He pulled away from you. “Stay crouched down, too.”

You mentally groaned at the loss of Bonnie behind you. It was oddly comforting. You listened to him and stayed in a lowered position, trying to remember how you got here. He finally let go of your arms and stepped to the side.

“Now put it all together and see how you do this time.”

You sighed, partly from the loss of Bonnie’s hold but also because you retained maybe two steps. Standing to your full height again, you ran back through the steps. You rolled the ball and it stayed in the middle, for the most part, and as it reached the pins all but three knocked over. You turned to Bonnie, a wide smile growing on your face. His expression matched yours as he started clapping.

“I did that! How did I do that?” You exclaimed, grabbing his arm and shaking him excitedly. Never in your life had you bowled that well. He let you celebrate and watched with a soft look in his eyes.

“See, I’m not the bowling mascot for nothing,” he shrugged, that challenging tone back. You realized he’d gotten vulnerable with you while showing you how to bowl, but quickly covered that side of him back up as soon as he’d shown it.

The two of you played a full round after that, you slowly improving. Even though you got no strikes, nor got close to Bonnie’s score, it still was enjoyable.

“Got my butt kicked, for sure..” you mumbled, staring at the screen in front of you. Bonnie chuckled and hesitated above the ‘play again’ button. He looked over to you for an answer.

You glanced at your watch, seeing that it was already 4 am. You were scheduled until 6, so technically you could stay…

“You don’t have to, if you don’t want to. Just glad you played one round with me,” Bonnie said quietly, cutting off your thoughts. You frowned at his saddened state, and shrugged.

“I could stay. It would just be your fault if someone broke in and trashed the place,” you laughed, reaching over and hitting the button before he could answer.

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After the two of you played for longer than you probably should’ve, a beeping from your watch pulled you out of the game you had been in the middle of. You looked down and quickly realized it was the alarm to remind you to clock out and leave soon.

“Wow, it’s already 5:45. I’ve gotta go soon,” you said quietly, looking over as Bonnie came walking back from the lane. He frowned.

“Aww, really? The score was just starting to get close!” He exclaimed. You laughed in response.

“Yeah, I finally know how to play. Thank you,” you smiled, patting his arm. He beamed, dramatically bowing again.

“Oh yeah, forgot I taught you how to do all those cool tricks,” he grinned, standing back up and putting a hand on your shoulder. “Come back next shift, we’ll have to have a rematch.”

You felt your ears turn red hot and nodded. It made you smile knowing that Bonnie liked you enough to invite you to come back again to bowl. Then again, you wanted to come back anyways. You were probably going to drop by Bonnie Bowl more often on your shifts now, whether he invited you or not.

“Okay, gotta go for real now. I have to actually get the place ready for the openers,” you smiled, and gave Bonnie one last glance before starting to walk toward the elevators to leave. You got cut off when Bonnie grabbed your forearm. You turned around, cocking an eyebrow up in question.

He held his arms out, silently asking for a hug. You chuckled as you wrapped your arms around his mid section.

“See you tomorrow, Bon.”

You heard Bonnie’s internal fans kick on as the nickname left your mouth, and you let him let go of the hug first.

“Okay, get out of here before you make me actually overheat,” Bonnie said with a small laugh, patting your head and beginning to walk back towards the lanes.

You smiled and left, looking forward to your next shift for once in your life.

[theres-a-body-here]

Everything is green and submarine

Montgomery Gator x Male!reader

Fluff

"Can ya believe it?!" Monty growled out, his voice rumbling against your legs as he fumed where he lay across your lap.

"Kid picks that rust bucket over me for 'is birthday party," he continued to complain, arms waving wildly as he went on about the situation. His tail swished back and forth in agitation, occasionally thumping against the couch.

His voice was low and irritated, his words practically dripping with disdain towards Freddy. He shifted slightly on your lap, trying to get comfortable despite his bad mood.

The movement caused him to lean more heavily onto you, not even seeming to notice as he continued to complain under his breath.

Despite himself, however, he seemed to relax somewhat under your gentle pats to his head. The metal alligator even let out a low hum of contentment before catching himself and scowling again. "Just… ugh! How could anyone pick him over me?"

"Monty," you start off, speaking softly as you run your fingers through his mohawk. "You can't be everyone's favorite."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," he muttered begrudgingly, still gritting his teeth.

It wasn't fair, though; why did Freddy always seem to get all the attention?

Monty huffed quietly, glaring at nothing in particular as he tried to push down his frustration. He didn't want to take it out on you - after all, this wasn't your fault - but sometimes it just felt like nobody appreciated him enough.

And really, if he couldn't vent to you, who else would he vent to?

You were his boyfriend, weren't you?

So many thoughts ran rampant through his head, the sound of his internal fans whirring louder and louder as he struggled to sort through everything.

Wasn't he cool enough? Was he doing something wrong? Why did Freddy always get the spotlight?

All these questions flooded his coding, spinning round and round until suddenly, he felt your lips press against his snout.

"You'll always be my favorite," you whisper, apologetically. "I'm sorry I don't tell you that more often," you add, cupping his face and leaning in for another kiss.

Your words seemed to catch him off-guard, causing the alligator to blink slowly as he stared at you.

Then, hesitantly, he leaned into your next kiss, letting out a low purr. Even if he wasn't the most popular animatronic around, at least he had someone who loved him unconditionally. That much was clear in your gaze, the sincerity shining brightly within your eyes.

He nuzzled your hand gently, unable to help the purring from continuing.

"...Thanks, cher," he murmured, his tone softening.

He couldn't stay angry around you, especially when you looked at him like that.

With a heavy sigh, he sat up properly, leaning forward to wrap his arms around your shoulders and pull you into a hug. "Sorry fer bein' such a brat."

"I wouldn't love you any other way," you chuckled, nuzzling into his metal chest.

A warm feeling filled his core at those words, something pleasant blossoming within his wiring.

He squeezed you tighter for a moment before loosening his grip slightly, resting his chin on top of your head comfortably.

"Love ya too, cher," he replied softly, closing his eyes peacefully.

[anykindofbean]

Features

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Moondrop x Reader: Features

Such a beautiful smile 👉👈🌝

This is kinda like a part two to this

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Smooches given to a robot

If you wanna check out more of my works: Masterlist

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Nightshift.

It wasn’t everyone’s favorite kind of shift. But you enjoyed it; There was no screaming kids, No loud music, No parents fussing over their kids.

It was peaceful..

Besides the Moon animatronic following you the whole time..

And it’s not like you two weren’t aquatinted, You work mostly in the daycare, You’ve talked with him before while the kids were sleeping.

He’s just…Following you now..not speaking a word. All you can hear is the sounds of his limbs crawling around you.

You felt a chill go up your spine as you heard him get closer to you, You slowly turn around only to be met face to face with him. You flinched back slightly, Not expecting to only be inches away from his face.

You smile nervously. “ H-hey Moon?” It sounds almost like a question. He just laughs at your shocked expression, Leaning closer towards you. You instinctively step back. “ Can I..help you with something?”

Moon gets close once again, His faceplate rotating slightly, Almost like head tilt. “ Enlighten me..”

You raise an eyebrow, Curious about his request. “ About what?”

“..My features.”

You blinked, Going wide eyed. He must be referring to your conversation with Sun a while ago. You listed off features about Sun you’ve noticed to him per his request. You didn’t think Moon would pay attention to that, Cause who would want to listen to someone rant about their brother? Guess Moon was..and now he wants a turn.

“ Your features?” You repeat back to him. Moon keeps getting closer, The more you back up until you’re against a wall. No escaping now..

“ Yes..My features. Things you’ve noticed about me, Starlight..things you like?” He is dangerously close to your face, His bright red eyes are the only thing illuminating your face. You gulped, Not daring to look away.

“ Um..Your eyes?”

“ What about them?”

You breathed in, Before letting out a deep shaky breath. “..The light that shines from them..It’s pretty.”

His faceplate just tilts once again, He looks like he’s thinking. “..What else?”

“ Um..” You examine his face, Before your eyes flicker to his hat. “..I like your hat..” You laugh a bit. “ I’ve actually thought about making my own version of your hat..It’s just..so cute.”

Moon looks over at the side, The part of his hat that’s dangling over his shoulder. He just hums as a response. You can’t tell what he’s thinking..

He looks back to you. “ Anything else?”

You nod, Looking at his facial features once more. Your eyes land on his permanent smile.

“ Your smile..”

Moon’s eyes are glued to yours. “ Go on..” Face Leaning even closer, His nose almost touching yours.

Your breath hitched, You’ve dug yourself a hole..

“ It’s..a smile that I can’t help but smile back at..Such a beautiful smile you have..” You smile softly, Looking Moon in the eyes. You then feel Moon cup your jaw with one hand. “ Beautiful?”

You go wide eyed, But you manage to speak out. “ Y-yes.”

Moon looks down at your lips. “..Beautiful enough..To kiss?”

You felt your words and breath get caught in your throat. Your face growing warm, As you lifted your hand to Moon’s, Not sure what to do yet. Moon glanced up to meet your eyes once more, Patiently waiting for your response.

A shaky breath left your lips. “..Y-yes..”

If Moon could, He’d smile even wider. “ Beautiful enough..for you to kiss?”

This robot..

You manage to gain enough courage to lean foward, Your lips pressing a gentle kiss in the middle of Moon’s unmoving smile. You wrapped your arms around what would be considered his neck.

It was strange..

Your warm lips against the cold metal mouth..

The feeling was strange..But a good strange.

Moon pushed his faceplate against yours, As an attempt to try to kiss back. His other hand raised up to your waist, While the one around your jaw stayed, grip tightening however.

Eventually you pull away, Looking into Moon’s eyes. You swear that his pupils turned into hearts. You moved your hand to trace it against the faint outline of chapstick you were wearing left on Moon’s smile.

“ Does that answer your question, Moon?”

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I hope you enjoyed! I apologize if it’s a bit cringe..