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literallydontknowdontcare · 11 months

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Don't Try Me

[FNAF Movie] Vanessa x Fem!Reader

Content/Warnings: angst (happy ending), smut (rough), annoyed top!Vanessa, bottom!femreader, established relationship, Vanessa wears a strap, Mike being scared of Foxy, Reader also being a security guard

a/n: this is my first time writing since years ago. Ignore the present/ past tense f ups, I can’t be bothered to fix it sorry </3

w/c: 1663

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You should have known not to tease Vanessa. From your hand brushing against hers when Mike wasn’t looking, to you bending over to ‘help’ with building a fort Abby wanted for the animatronics, it was all too obvious for Vanessa not to notice. It just so happened to be that she was intentionally teasing you as well by avoiding your advances.

“I’ll get the sheets for the roof”, Vanessa says, rolling over and standing up from her current position underneath the fort. You looked between her walking away and Mike who was currently eyeing the Fox animatronic in fear.

“I’ll help!”, you pipe up, deciding that saving Mike from killer robots wasn’t as good as possibly getting railed. As you walk in the dark room, you find Vanessa about to bend over to reach the sheets. “Need help officer?”, you practically purr in her ear, squeezing in-between Vanessa and the box shelves at the last second, making her grind against your ass. She sighs behind you, allowing her hand to drift down your back and onto your ass as you stand back up.

“You’re needy today”, she murmured, tilting your head upwards to meet her gaze. You pouted. “That’s what happens when you ignore your girlfriend and take the shifts where you know I’m free”, you say.

Vanessa rolled her eyes, stepping away from you and taking the sheets off your hands. “I don’t choose my shifts. You act as if I’d rather lock up drunken middle aged men then wake up in our bed”. She headed towards the door.

“Maybe those men would touch me more than you do”, you grumble in a soft tone so she can’t overhear. Unfortunately, your girlfriend was sharper than foxy’s hook, meaning she immediately whipped around and narrowed her eyes. “Would you like to repeat that?”, she said strictly. Knowing you were way out of line, you should have said nothing. But being deprived from any sort of sexual touch for a good week, you doubled down.

“I said”, you took a step forward, “Maybe the same drunken men you locked up tonight could find the time to touch me more often and better than you do”. Vanessas jaw clenched, her hand drifting down her stomach in an annoying attractive fashion to her radio, shutting off the person beginning to talk on the other line. For a good solid 10 seconds, it was completely silent. No annoying static of the police radio, no animatronics singing and dancing in the background, just you and your extremely pissed girlfriend in an almost pitch black room, listening to the sounds of each others rapid breathing.

Vanessa made the first move. She pushed you roughly against the shelves, her hands immediately reaching for your breasts underneath your shirt. You gasped out loud as she ripped open the buttons and pushed her face against the top of your breasts that threatened to spill out of your lace bra. She began sucking and biting the top of the soft flesh, distracting you from her hands that were now reaching to unclasp her belt and pull out something unexpected.

“Vanessa, I-“, you began, your head spinning from the quickness of it all. She removed herself from your breasts and began pinching your left nipple with one hand, the other hand still being mysteriously missing in the dark.

“What, isn’t this what you wanted?”, you could almost see the grin emitting from her cockiness. “I hope you didn’t expect me to pepper your pretty princess pussy with kisses, did you?”, she teased. You whimper at her question, a knot starting to grow in your stomach. She stopped squeezing your nipple and quickly pulled down your shorts, slapping your panties harshly, making you jump. “Answer me”, she demanded.

But you couldn’t. With what little light was left in the room, you simply stared at her through your eyelashes, your breasts rising and falling as you plead with your eyes.

She noticed. “Not good enough, is it”, she sighed, “So disappointing”. You widen your eyes, not because of her disappointment, but because of her hand finally returning from wherever it went. *Holy shit*

In the dim light you could just barely make out a large mushroom tip strap. You looked back up at Vanessa, her hand softly stroking it, her lips now almost touching yours, and a look that made you think she was about to swallow you whole.

“Panties down”, she said, one hand heading to rest on your throat whilst the other tapped on your thighs to spread them open. You blush, your senses heightened as all you could think, see, hear, touch and smell was Vanessa. You pried your purple laced panties off of you; to no ones surprise, they were soaked from your arousal, so they took a little effort to pry off.

If you could sense a smirk, you definitely were sensing one from Vanessa right now. The initial touch from her strap was soft, almost caring. She gently rubbed it along your folds, smiling at the noises it made when in contact with your dripping entrance. She began to slowly push the tip in, before taking it back out and slapping it roughly against your already puffy clit. You jump with a loud cry before Vanessa’s hand slaps over your mouth. It’s quiet again for a few seconds as you both listen for anyone realising how long you guys were taking. The music from Freddy started. Good.

She turned back around and narrowed her eyes. “Always whining, aren’t you?”

“You ask a lot of questions”, you blurt.

With that, she roughly shoves the whole strap inside. Your breath hitched as you clasped your hands at the back of Vanessa’s neck, pulling her neck closer to your mouth as an attempt to stop yourself from making any loud noises. She thrusted the strap in and out rapidly, her hands grasping your hips and digging her fingers in so hard you knew purple bruises would emerge. Your pussy clenched harshly around the length, making it harder for Vanessa to move. You were gasping for air at this point, your legs faltering with every movement. Vanessa moved her thumb to your clit and pressed down hard, making you cry out. “Slo- slow down”, you manage to get out. Her pace slows, before realising she was still mad at you, and she picked up the pace again.

The shelves behind you began to rattle as her pace increased and you were clinging to her waist like your life depended on it. You couldn’t silence your moans anymore; it just felt too good. “Nessy, fuck, I need to-“, you were cut off as she shoved two fingers into your mouth. “Wait”, she barked.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your ability to think gone. Just as you thought you were about to lose it, she pulled out entirely before slamming back into your flooded pussy. Letting out a silent scream, you cum around her strap, scratching your nails down her clothed shirt. She let you ride out your high, slowing down her pace before pulling out to let you recover.

You flop your head beneath her neck, letting your breath get back to normal as Vanessa softly rubbed your back and hip bruises. She hadn’t really said much. She was the less talkative one of you two during sex; she preferred letting her body and facial expressions say what she needed to get across. But her not saying anything after was worrying you.

You lift up your head to her reaching for a towel on the shelf behind you. As she began to clean up your thighs and her hands, you decided to break the silence.

“Are we alright?”

Vanessa paused. “Hm?”

“Are we good? Are we okay? Is everything copacetic?”, you quote what she said to you when you first met.

The corner of her mouth twitched, though she threw the towel on the floor and began to fix her pants.

“I am trying, you know”, she says grimly. You tilt your head. “With the crime rate going up, and the shifts they are making me take, and.. all of ‘this”, she gestures to the door, referring to the animatronics, Mike and Abby. “Look, I’ll try and see if anyone can fill in for me. Alright?” She looked as if she were about to cry.

You wince. “Vanessa.. no”, you felt immensely guilty for making her angry just so you could have some attention.

“No?”

“I’m sorry”, you cup your hands around her face and she closes her eyes. “I know you’re exhausted. I shouldn’t have said what I said to make you act out. And even though I miss you, other people out there need someone like you. I can wait, I promise”, you lean in, gently kissing her cheek.

Vanessa swallows the lump in her throat. She hated crying. She hated this room. She hated what her father made her do. But she could never hate you.

“I love you. It’s just- I love you”, she says softly.

“I know”

She leans in to kiss you when all of a sudden: “VANESSA? Y/N? How’s it going with those sheets???”, Mikes voice rings from outside. In the distance, you could hear that the animatronics song had finished, and the stage was now playing disco music. Abby squealed with delight in the background.

“Yeah, Mike, we found em. Give us a second”, Vanessa called out.

You blushed as she helped you redress, fixing your hair and makeup so it looked like you didn’t go through a trainwreck. She smiled as you fixed her tie and picked up the sheets needed for the fort. As you dragged her to the door and opened it to find Mike squeezed in a corner, watching Foxy on the other side of the hallway with immense suspicion and fear, Vanessa made a mental note to remind her father that killing you wouldn’t be an option.

#fnaf vanessa x reader #vanessa shelly x reader #fnaf vanessa #vanessa shelly #vanny #fnaf mike #fnaf movie #five nights at freddys #vanessa monroe #fnaf x y/n

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theinsanefoxwriter · 2 months

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Gregory Deserves Better...

I never make actual posts to be honest, but I feel the need to right now, because I’m just so…tired of this. My favorite character in the newer FNAF era has been mistreated by both fans and the creators. So I’m making this in light of the new book coming that, at least from the description we have right now, sounds like it’s just Security Breach, except Gregory is replaced by Cassie.

I’ve said many times elsewhere how I suspected they wanted to boot Gregory for Cassie, and...I had no idea how right I actually was. It angers me, but…mostly, I’m just hurt and very disappointed, because it sucks to see a character I loved get so disrespected then practically replaced. The ending of Ruin felt like a slap in the face, and the sting is only getting worse. (And very quickly, in case anybody takes this from what I'm saying, no I don't hate Cassie. I just don't want her to completely replace Gregory.) I’m not here to talk about that situation, though.

If anyone for some reason leaves a comment arguing the points I make, I’m just going to ignore or even delete it. I’m not here to discuss or argue with people who disagree with me and/or think Gregory is a bad character. I just want to express an opinion that I don’t think is said nearly enough. And that opinion is the fact Gregory is severely misunderstood and mistreated by both the fandom and canon itself. I’m not going to get into everything, but enough that you can hopefully understand the point I’m trying to make.

Most of the Gregory hate at the beginning was due to him destroying the animatronics and then lying about it to Freddy. I don’t see how this makes him hateable or a bad person. “Why’d he have to go out of his way to destroy them?” “He’s a bad person for lying to Freddy and giving him the upgrades of his friends.” “The Glamrocks were so awesome. Why did Gregory have to do that?” What kid in danger would want to help or be nice to the scary robots trying to kill them? Or against the better argument, why would he have sympathy for them in a moment of intense danger? When they were actively trying to kill him? He did what he thought he needed to survive, which was destroying them and using the good parts they had to give him a better chance against them. If they had been nice, he would have liked them, but they weren’t. They were after him. And choosing to do that plus being able to do that doesn’t make him a bad person, and it doesn’t mean he's uncaring towards others or that he’s heartless. What I think people don't take into account is that Gregory did befriend an animatronic, the one who wasn't attacking him. He went to great lengths to help Freddy, and genuinely cared for him; that bear needed to be rescued on more than one occasion lol, and Gregory clearly wasn't just doing it because Freddy gives him a hiding place.

And in regard to the lying, I think Gregory hid that he was getting the upgrades from Freddy's friends, because he didn't want to make Freddy mad or hurt his feelings. That does sound like something a kid would do, and he is a kid. He's not gonna be perfect in this situation, and he doesn't even do anything that bad. I don't think Gregory gets enough credit. Everybody just sees a mouthy kid destroying animatronics they like (despite the fact they're hunting him, and the virus has made them basically mindless. Why wouldn’t he?), and they hate on him for it and other rather stupid reasons. Gregory is more than the “annoying” kid who destroyed your favorite animatronics. He’s a clearly guarded and defensive child who got stuck in a bad and terrifying situation, but…in the end, stayed anyway to prevent this and other bad things from happening to anyone else. Gregory cares. Yes, even if he destroyed some animatronics. The creators calling him the “darkness of the Pizzaplex” or whatever they said doesn’t make sense. On the surface, he might look like some child who destroyed Freddy’s friends, but look any deeper at all, and that’s not the case. There’s so much potential for his character, and I’m upset that he isn’t being given the spotlight or time to further explore his potential properly, especially since Security Breach ended up being a bit lacking in a lot of areas: perhaps another factor in why he’s so misunderstood.

In the end, I’m simply tired of seeing a character that I connected with treated like he was just a writing mistake that now needs to be replaced by a “better” character. I’m not saying his writing was perfect, but he deserves way better than this. I feel very passionate about the characters I like, which is why this has affected me so much, and I hope at least a few people see this.

Anything I missed I’m going to touch on briefly here:

GGY? A cool concept, actually, that I wish was utilized in the games. And Gregory is clearly possessed there, similar to Vanessa, so him being Patient 46 and causing people’s deaths can’t actually be held against him.

Dropping the elevator on Cassie? I firmly believe that was not him, and very clearly the Mimic’s doing. There’s solid evidence behind it, but I’m not going to get into it because it’s exhausting. Just know that no one can convince me otherwise. And even if the writers wanted Gregory to do that, it’s out of character and clearly an act of character assassination.

Thanks for taking the time to read this. Now go hug a misunderstood gremlin!

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf gregory #gregory fnaf #security breach #fnaf cassie #rant post #glamrock freddy #the glamrocks #GGY #fnaf ruin #character assassination #justice for the misunderstood gremlin child XD #again please don't try to start any sort of argument with me #I just want a favorite character of mine to get better love respect and understanding #especially from the creators and in canon itself

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angrygirlromero · 9 months

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PERFECTION — LUKE CASTELLAN

A/N: hi! I’d just like to say that this is based on the show, because I haven’t read the books as yet, and I’m so very in love with Luke and don’t worry I do know what happens to him, so hope you like it!

Pairing: Luke Castellan x Apollo fem reader

Warnings: established relationship, mentions of asma attacks, bad parenting, soft luke, possible grammar mistakes.

REQUEST ARE OPEN! For: pjo, got, Saltburn, hotd, hunger games, fnaf, etc.

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Adeline Basset had always been a daddy’s girl, doing everything in her power to prove herself worthy of her father’s affection no matter what it was or what it took, and even without all her efforts, Apollo would’ve still call her his favorite.

The Apollo girl had been in the infirmary all morning long attending to a young Ares boy with asma problems, “I know it’s the third time this week” explain the boy in embarrassment to his elder sister, Clarisse shook her head slightly in disapproval lifting her hand to play with younger boy’s hair, “it’s alright nick, if you ever feel the least bit breathless then just tell me” said Clarisse with a sympathetic smile.

“Now that you’re better remember you have training in an hour so go ahead I’ll catch up with you” ordered the Ares girl to which her half sibling nodded before getting off the infirmary bed, “thanks so much Adi” said the little boy with a grin, “anytime” to which Adeline replied with a friendly smile as she put away the tools she had used to get the boy’s breathing under control.

Leaving the two girls alone Clarisse spoke up, “I’m sorry about the timing” “it’s alright as long as he’s okay” smiled back the Apollo girl, “thanks by the way, I don’t know what would’ve happened if you weren’t here early” said Clarisse with a stressed look overtaking her face.

“I’ve been reading up about his condition, and I spoke to my dad, and he said that there should be some herds in the enchanted forest that could help him” explained Adeline, “but it’s gonna be hard to get my hands on them” she went on.

“I could try and get them for you” offered Clarisse, “it’s not that simple, but thanks for the offer I’ll see what I can do, just make sure he has his inhaler with him at all times” said Adeline, to which Clarisse nodded, “I will thanks again” “it’s my pleasure” Clarisse gave Adeline one last thankful look before leaving to start training her siblings.

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Ever since the night of the arrival of Percy Jackson Adeline had not seen much of her boyfriend, not because she did not want to, but rather because she had been more busy than usual at the infirmary.

From the very moment she had met the boy she knew he would do great things, despite his sassy personality Adeline and become quite close with the young boy, despite the short time of their meeting.

Adeline could remember that night clearly, she had stayed late in the infirmary with Luke that night, “come on pretty girl, you’re over working yourself, I’m sure there are other solutions” said Luke as he kissed his girlfriend’s cheek, his large figure wrapping around her from behind as he watched her scramble through old enchanted books.

“No I’m not, his condition is worse because of his father’s genes he’s harder to heal” said Adeline not moving her eyes from the book, “it’s late you haven’t slept in days, you need your rest, besides the Ares kids are always mean to your siblings they don’t deserve your hard work” spoke luke.

“I’m not doing this for them I’m doing this for him, for nick he’s so young and innocent, he can’t walk for two minutes without coughing” “are you sure you’re doing this for him, or is this you trying to prove yourself to your father?” Asked Luke as he turned Adeline around to face him.

Adeline kept her head down, Luke frowned at her reaction lifting his fingers to her chin to look up at him, “hey, hey I didn’t mean to make you mad pretty girl” he said, “no you’re right, it’s not only about nick, it’s about proving myself worthy of my father’s affection, he’s been talking to me a lot more recently, he’s been giving me more gifts and we’ve been bonding, and I feel bad for my other sibling that he doesn’t even talk to…” explained Adeline.

Luke paused for a moment leaning down to press a deep kiss on her lips, “you have nothing to prove, Apollo has adored since the moment you entered camp and you and everyone knows it, it wouldn’t matter if you weren’t the best archer or the best singer and song writer, even if you didn’t have your powers or knowledge, you’d still be his favorite. All the Gods are selfish and they know they have other children but they choose to acknowledge the ones they think are worthy” spoke Luke, “it’s not fair” “I know pretty girl it’s not” said Luke leaning down to press his forehead against his girlfriend’s”

“Adi! Adi!” Called out Grover as he entered the infirmary with Mr. D, Chiron and some other campers breaking the two lovers from each other, “what’s the matter?” Asked Adeline, “it’s the new kid, he’s injured he killed a Minotaur!” Exclaimed Grover.

“Set him on the bed” ordered Adeline, which the campers quickly did, as Adeline rushed to check him and begin to heal him.

Luke stood in the corner admiring his girlfriend work, doing what she loved, “aren’t you supposed to be in your cabin?” Asked Mr. D causing Luke to jump, “I-“ “get to your cabin kid” ordered Mr. D causing Luke to rush out of the infirmary stoping at the door to look back at his girlfriend, smiling as he watched her hands glow as she pressed her hands onto the new kid’s arm to heal him.

“Hey Adi” called out Perch smiling at her from the door way of the infirmary, “we’re heading to lunch, you ready?” Asked Percy as he glanced at Luke who stood behind him leaning against the door with a charming smile on his handsome face, “yeah I’m coming” replied Adeline smiling at her boys.

#fyp #fan theory #percy jackson #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #disney #anabeth chase #apollo

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factual-fantasy · 1 year

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FNAF Recap/Repair project Update: (Moon Malfunction is stinky now) :’}

Okay, so I have a pretty bummer update about my fnaf recap project. So in my Recap/Repair Project explanation post, I commented this, 👇

This post was basically going to say “The next part in the timeline is this comic that I already made months ago called “Moon Malfunction”. I went through the comic and only 1 bubble of dialogue needs to be corrected. Other than this one text bubble, the entire comic fits into the canon. Here’s a link to Moon Malfunction so you can go read it! :DDD”

I worked so hard on this comic, and it took me weeks to complete. I thought it was beautiful and I was so proud of it when I made it. So I was very glad I was able to reuse this comic for my timeline, and not let any of that hard work go to waste..

..But I cant reuse it.

I wanted to salvage this comic so much, that I brushed past most of the inconsistency's and said “good enough”. But the truth is, its not good enough. Not to me.

This comic is majorly outdated. As much as I love it, DJ and Moon aren’t acting quite right. DJ would respond to this situation differently now that I have re-written his character. And now that the nature of the virus has been thought out properly, Moon would be acting different too.

Also the comic as a whole is just, not how I would make a comic nowadays. My artwork has improved since then, and my ability to make coherent comics even more so. I can see where I would have drawn scenes differently. Where I would and would not have done close ups. AND this comic was shortened quite a bit. Because of how much drawing I had to do, I trimmed it down, so the pacing is kind’a rushed. Nowadays I’m not afraid to take some time and let the comic drag on to get the story across better.

Basically. Because I completely re-wrote this AU. This comic just doesn’t fit quite right anymore. Which sucks that I have to scrap it.. but its worth it. I love FNAF. And I really care about the quality of my storytelling in my AU. I want to make it good. I want my love for FNAF to be seen in how much effort I put into making my AU as great as I can possibly make it.

Which means I’m going to take the time to sit down and re-make this comic. The next part of the recap project will not be a short post. Its going to be a giant comic called “Moon Malfunction 2.0″ (probably). And once its done, THEN I can get to game night and the rest of the au.

Also during this time. A lot of other time sensitive projects I have are becoming.. well. A problem. I’m running out of time to get them done-

So while I’m writing Moon Malfunction 2.0, I’m going to be working on some time sensitive IRL projects, amongst other beloved projects that I refuse to abandon,

BUT! Not to worry! I plan to not leave ya’ll without any content. I’m gonna do my best to drop a sketch or meme here and there, whether it be FNAF, TF2, OCs or otherwise. So just sit tight, for now, I’m gonna try to get through these projects 1 by 1 and get Moon Malfunction 2.0 out as fast as I can. See ya’ll soon!

Hopefully-

#fnaf security breach #:'}#my bby #I worked so hard on that comic this is such a bummer #but I value a strong story over strong visuals

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sadesluvr · 6 months

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Parting Gift

You love Mike, but he's jaded.

Mike Schmidt x GN! Reader

A/N: Something for my FNAF fans! I’ve been watching too much HBO and wanted to write angst, so this fic features a realistic Mike Schmidt. This features hints of Vanessa x Mike, but also his emotional problems in general. We love him, but I don’t think its controversial to say that being in a relationship with him would be difficult...

Please read my other Mike works if this isn’t your kind of thing!

Set post movie.

Word count: 1.6K

Tags: ANGST / SMUT / Gender Neutral Reader / Reader is human as has weird emotions / Breakups / Hints of jealousy + rage / Hints of fluff / Bittersweet stuff, really

You never went inside.

As a detective, you weren’t oblivious to the irony of it all. You’d been to hospitals thousands of times; speaking to suspects, injured colleagues or even to address the dreaded ‘call’, and yet the thought of watching Mike and Abby leave handmade cards at Vanessa “Shelly’s” bedside made you violently ill.

You knew everything that had gone down at the defunct Freddy Fazbear’s, and it had plagued you to no end. Though Abby and Mike’s relationship had certainly turned for the better, you were angry, frustrated at the fact that he’d been hurt, not only from being physically punted across the room, but the fact he’d had to stare his brother’s killer in the eye, virtually powerless to it all. Even more so, you were pissed that Vanessa had become a factor in your lives.

You’d only been dating Mike for just under a year, meeting him in a rather cliched manner at a donut stand in the mall. An exchange of numbers turned into casual check-ins, which soon evolved into a relationship – or at least parts of one. It was no secret that Mike was guarded; letting you in, but not too close enough to get overly attached. At first, it felt like you were made for each other – you felt a similar way about you line of work, and how you operated with people because of it – but closer towards those crucial few months of the new year it had begun to grow tedious.

You weren’t expecting a whirlwind, all-consuming romance, but it certainly wasn’t supposed to feel like this; with days of missed calls, unexplained outbursts and erectile dysfunction making being with him feel like a chore. Some days, you wondered why you’d even bothered asking for his number. Most days, you wondered why he’d responded at all.

Deep down, you knew none of this was his fault. He'd been fighting to survive since he was a teenager, and it was only inevitable that he’d develop issues. Being a detective meant you were all the more receptive to them, understanding the nuances of why people became the way that they were, and it was painfully clear to you why Mike had changed since the incident.

He and Vanessa were both conjoined, victims of William Afton in their own ways, yet both bound by blood. You’d been there when he’d stopped on the way home to visit her, listening from the outside as you supervised Abby. Why couldn’t you all go in? It wasn’t as if it were a particularly gory scene; it merely looked like she was sleeping. Why had he made you all wait?

“Vanessa, I don’t know if… you can hear any of this, but, um… I’m having a hard time just processing everything that happened.

But you were there for me and Abby when it mattered the most.

And I don’t think that either of us would be here today if it weren’t for you.

So… So get better. And we’ll be here when you wake up.”

The words were as clear as day. Hadn’t you been there for them? Tried to give Abby a sense of a stable life? Tried to help with bills? Offering to send him to counselling? Why had it taken a near fatal murder attempt for Mike to wake up?

Now, with all the fallout, you were all left with far more questions than answers…and this time you didn’t have the energy to try and solve them.

“Abby’s sleeping,” you announced, poking your head through the door. Mike was rummaging around his room, trying to prepare himself for work in the morning – a menial task for some, but strangely methodical to him in the moment. He didn’t answer.

“Abby’s sleeping,” you repeated, and he perked up, a flustered smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“Oh...” he said, clearing his throat. “Thanks. I guess I lost track of time…”

“Yeah.” you mumbled, leaning against the doorframe, clearly waiting for something…you just didn’t know what.

“Thanks —“ he said after a moment of silence, his soft brown eyes gazing into your own. You could see him nervously gnawing on the inside of of his cheek. “—For helping. I really do appreciate it. I’m not trying to seem like a douche, there’s just been a lot on my mind recently.”

“I’m not surprised,” you hummed, strolling into the room. “But it’s been bugging you for a while now. Don’t you want to…you know…talk to someone?”

Mike paused and cocked his head.

“Like a therapist?”

“That would be a good option,” you hummed, trying not to dance around the subject. “Or you can speak to me. I won’t even psychoanalyse you, I could just listen, y’know?”

He bit his lip again, this time glancing down at the floor before back at you. You couldn’t quite make out what he was thinking, but he was certainly showing signs of restraint. Restraint. It seemed to be the defining word in your relationship.

“…I don’t think you’d understand.”

“Oh, but Vanessa would, right?”

He flinched at your raised voice, and glanced nervously down the hall.

“That’s not what I meant —“

“Then what do you mean, Mike?” you huffed, crossing your arms. “You met her a month ago, whilst I’ve known you for a year! You’ve never once given me as much grace as you have her. Ever!”

“I had a lot on my plate, okay? It wasn’t easy.”

“I know that! But I was there for you. I watched you pick up those prescriptions, I tried to be a role model to Abby, to help take the load off all those payments, and I got nothing!” you yelled. “I wasn’t asking for a mile, but you didn’t even give me an inch.”

Mike didn’t respond, instead he ran a hand through his hair, pushing the stray strands away from his face before he rubbed his eyes.

“How is it that you can mend every relationship you have except the one you willingly chose to be in?” You said, voice wavering as you watched him sink into the bed. It was his natural response; life was crushing and had done so many times, but his lack of fight was extremely telling. He could stand off with a serial killer and haunted animatronics, but not muster a few words to reassure his partner?

He was just too complicated for you to understand.

“I’m sorry…” he mumbled, shaking his head absentmindedly before looking up at you. “Maybe I didn’t think this through…”

You knew what that meant, and even though you’d been anticipating it – even manifesting it yourself – it didn’t make the blow any easier. Sighing, you steadied your week knees by sitting on the bed next to Mike, grasping at the bedsheets as you stared blankly around the room. For once, it felt like you were both in the same page.

“I love you,” he said, breaking the tension. You glanced at him, taking in the fact that his eyes were welling with tears and jaw clenched, and you could tell that he meant it. “I really did, y’know? I tried.”

You nodded, rubbing at your cheeks anxiously before kissing him. His lips were slightly chapped, but you didn’t mind, losing yourself in the way he drew you into his body with you hands, clinging onto you as he made a desperate plea to attempt to reach out to you for a final time.

Before you knew it, you back was against the mattress, and Mike was on-top of you, hurriedly pulling down his sweatpants before doing the same to you. As your lower torso lay exposed, he pressed a kiss to your stomach, making his way around your belly button and down towards your privates. Shutting your eyes, you wondered what your relationship could’ve been if every time felt like this; electric and passionate…with intent.

Once he’d slipped his boxers to the side, you gave his erect cock a few languid strokes before inserting him into you, letting out a broken moan as he adjusted to being inside of you. Mike’s eyes fluttered shut as he sighed, and you remembered just how beautiful he looked in his (rare) moments of bliss.

He stabilised himself on his forearms as he watched you, rolling his hips as he explored your hole, searching for that all-important sweet spot. The room may have been dimly lit; the darkness of night encroaching upon the walls, but he could see you all too clearly. It pained him that he hadn’t before – no, he had, but he didn’t know how to express it – and wondered just how much different things would’ve been had he not met Vanessa, hell, had he not attacked that man that fateful day. He knew some things had changed for the better, some for the worst, and some that only time would tell – and he had a sneaking suspicion that you fell into the latter.

His mind was hell, but it felt like heaven to be inside you.

Leaning down, he placed a sloppy kiss to your lips before moving to your neck, groaning as you ran your fingers through his hair and whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

“Mike...” you moaned. “You’re so good to me...”

‘For me’ was left unuttered.

“Please...” you begged; your words almost inaudible over the creaking of his bedframe, and his heavy thighs slapping against your own as he rutted into you. “Cum for me. I need it...”

Mike nodded, damp strands of his fringe glued to his forehead as he pushed into you a final time, his legs trembling as he came. It was unfathomable that in the heat of his pleasure – the best orgasm you’d had together – he wanted to cry. Breathlessly, you held him as he rode off his high, so tightly that you thought you might’ve pierced his skin, before you spoke your final words into the night.

“I love you too...” you whispered. “I’m sorry...for everything.”

You were gone before sunrise.

#florence writes!!#mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt imagine #mike schmidt smut #mike schmidt x gn!reader #gender neutral fanfic #gender neutral reader #fnaf x reader #fnaf angst #mike schmidt x reader angst #mike schmidt x male reader #fnaf x gn! reader #angst imagines

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faggot-vampire-dies-epicly · 8 months

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Celebrate

Summary: It’s your birthday, and Vanessa wants to make something special. She decides to bake you a cake even if she has never baked anything before. What could go wrong? | Words: 759.

Warnings: Cursing, fluff, kissing, a little hurt/comfort??? Established relationship. Fem!Reader.

A/N: Hey! This is super short. Honestly this is just self-indulgent. A gift for myself since today is my birthday! I hope you enjoy. Also the title is a reference to that one FNAF 1 poster that says "Celebrate."

Main Masterlist | Vanessa Masterlist | AO3

When she first found the recipe online, Vanessa was sure she would be able to pull it off perfectly.

But she was wrong.

At first it seemed easy enough.

She bought all the ingredients after you left for work. When she arrived home, she prepared her work area, and soon enough she was ready to begin.

“Preheat the oven,” she read on the recipe. Vanessa raised her eyebrows slightly. “Exactly how much time do I have to preheat it?” She thought, but did it nevertheless.

Vanessa also realized you two didn’t own an electric mixer, so she had to make the cake's icing by hand. She scratched her head, sighing and decided that the best thing to do was to start as soon as possible.

She followed the instructions for the icing adding the eggs on at a time when she realized that the mix looked off. She realized that the recipe said “only the egg yolks” while she had used the whole eggs. Vanessa contemplated it for a moment, before deciding that a little mistake was not worth scrapping the whole thing, so she kept mixing, hoping that that would fix it.

It ended up looking thinner than the website showed, but she shrugged it off.

Next up was the cake mix. She added all the ingredients at once, and started mixing.

An impressive number of lumps formed in the mixture, and Vanessa had to whisk until her arm grew tired to try and break them apart. In an attempt to ease it, she added more milk than needed, and now it had a texture that was too watery. So she added more flour, but when inserting the measuring spoon into the bag, it became unstable and ended up falling off the table, spilling half of its content onto the kitchen floor.

She groaned, staring at the mess. Vanessa was starting to get frustrated. This was supposed to be something easy for her. She wanted it to be perfect for you. Because you deserved it.

Vanessa did her best to fix the disaster, and then she continued working on the cake.

This was not going the way she expected. She ended up with a cake with a burnt bottom, an undercooked top and the icing was thin and too liquidy.

She felt like crying, and looked at the watch on her wrist. It was almost time for you to come home, there was no way she could fix the cake in time.

The sudden jingle of your keys snapped her out of her desperate trance. You were home.

She sighed, looking at her “masterpiece.”

“Darling, I’m home,” she heard you say from the living room. Her heartbeat quickened, she felt the need to hide or run away but she resisted it.

Vanessa tried to calm her nerves as she took off her apron, and at that moment, you entered the kitchen. “Hey, Ness, what–”

You stopped in the middle of your sentence, staring at the mess in the kitchen. Dirty dishes, eggshells on the counter, some spilled cake mix and finally, the cake itself in all its messy glory. Your eyes widened.

“Hi, sweetheart,” she said with a wry smile. “I tried to make something special for you.” She pointed to the sad cake on the kitchen counter.

You opened your mouth, but no sound came out of it, and for her that was the last straw. Vanessa let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding and sobbed.

You broke out of your astonishment. Quickly approaching her, you asked, “Oh, no. Darling, are you okay?”

She sobbed again, “I tried to do something nice for you. But I failed.” Vanessa tried to wipe the tears out of her face. “It didn’t matter how hard I tried, I kept messing up. You deserve better than this.”

You let out a shaky breath, and pulled her into an embrace. You stroked her back, drawing circles to help her calm down.

“Ness, you don’t need to do everything perfectly. Just the fact that you try is enough.” You reassured her. “Not everything is achieved on the first try, and to me, your intentions are what mean the most. We’re here to support each other in every step of the way, right?”

She pulled away slightly, her face was tear stained but there was a small smile on her lips. “Right,” she whispered.

“Thank you for the cake, love.” You murmured, looking down at her lips.

She smiled more broadly and leaned in to kiss you softly.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

A/N: Reblogs are appreciated!

#vanessa shelly #fnaf movie #fnaf #vanessa shelly x reader #elizabeth lail #it's britney bitch #happy bithday to me

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manzaza · 6 days

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perirep with airpods promoting mY WHOLE REVIEW OF THE NEW WISH SOUNDTRACK BECAUSE OHHHHH MY GOD IT GOES SO SO SO HARD (under cut feel free to listen here (also on apple music + yt do in fact give it a listen please yay) !!)

theme song (all the singing songs)

— although i can never truly let go of the og the new theme song will always be a bop

— so upbeat, so happy !!!

new yorkity york

— hazel’s va is such an amazing singer PLEASE if there’s a season 2 give them a musical episode there are not enough musicl numbers

party possum’s friendship song

— better than the chuck e cheese one i heard in the theater earlier lollllllll

— the live band version ate i liked the difference

— unhinged version was so fun the nickelodeon drummer ate up

lovely love song

— still haven’t watched this episode (i was shopping when it aired oops)

— hazel was so silly idk what happens i just remember cupid being there (idk if he was in this at the end that might’ve been hazel’s dad)

i love fries

— HAZEL’S VA SLAYING AGAIN !!!!!

— banger song so real live laugh love fries

— cosmo + wanda contributed yay let them sing

time loops

— addiction,,,,, brainrot even,,,,,,,,,

— cosmo and wanda singing yayyy !!!

— the actual little yay at the end was so silly got a good chuckle

proud of my son — dubstep remix

— this was actually the funniest thing to watch i had this episode pulled up in a panera’s and i was just staring at it like “bro just took over the world for THIS”

— dev is ten so it does make sense

— almost

a new wish (yay background music !!)

— i love all the jazz in the ost just soooo so good

— reminds me of a sam and max kinda intro

— listening to this + the rest just makes me want a video game for ANW so so bad it would genuinely be so much fun to play (will genuinely plot out a tumblr post for this idea)

fly hazel

— banger warmup vibes in the intro

— love how some of the insteuments give like a fly-feeling gimmick (cause she’s a fly)

— little intro chord at the very end eats up

teacher’s pal

— might be one of my fav tracks

— nickeloxeon pianist and saxophonist are eating uppp

— 1:15 was so good

— nickelodeon symphony when

fearless

— somewhat out of place but still fits in with the show vibes

— very lurking

— fnaf 3 am jumpscare (idk i see more poppy playtime in this despite never watching or knowing anything about poppy playtime

— very cheerful kinda scary at the end (yay jasmine!!!)

wellingston hotel

— i rlly like hotel music play this at a marriott hotel NOW

— still haven’t seen this episode (i’m dying to watch it i need to see winn’s introoooo)

— sudden rich person music change

— love you nickelodeon saxophonist !!!!

dev dimmadome

— classic dev intro

— 0:54 is so cruel just label this project h whyyyyyyyy

— just sheer pain in the middle but then they remebered at the end “oh yeah he’s ten”

— it gets so intense at 1:30 broooooo

fairy heist

— i love spy music

— little dev-ness in the middle with the certain gimmick in his track (i might be crazy for this one but idk the “waeahwow” reminded me of something from his track + i think this was in the breaking into school scene idk)

prime meridian love

— literal anime ost

— eats with the dramatic intro

— it faintly reminds me of an ok ko track but just slightly at the beginning of some of the melodies idk might be crazy for this one too

peri and irep

— no way.

— actually no way.

— ship interacts once and they get their own song.

— the twist at the beginning of the track was so hype like the beat is just constantly at odds during this song (and because i’m just like that i have the track times put down too when they swap)

— to not make this any longer the noticeable parts after their intros are like 0:50–1:02 is peri-sounding and then 1:03–1:18 is irep-sounding and from then on their themes are always at a clash with more differences spotted at the end

— will say i love irep’s part at 0:32 and 1:03 that’s so funnnn ahh

— the little villainous laugh at like 1:50 was silly

— the little theme at 3:00 ahhh !!!!!

— might be another fav……. yeah def another fav my airbuds says so

viozalea

— feels so medieval at first and i love it

— quick just like viozalea’s appearance (rip)

rattlleconda

— fire western theme

— still in character with the show the beat was firee

— the soft violin gahhh sheer joy

— intense pressure put on at the end ate

love and games

— rock paper scissors core

— me when rock paper scissors

— wait i actually never watched the valentines episode

— uhhhhhhh second half might be rock paper scissors

— BANGS

— love u Nickelodeon drummer

battle of wands (FINALE)

— shut up this is too glorious of a melody

— ok intense

— oh might’ve just hit one million wishes idk how this song is following the episode

— the chaos in the rhythm eats

— littlt theme at 2:30 aghhhh won

— peri lying dead right after again idk how the episode paces through songs i can spot little scenes here and there

— banged

— little clock beat ahh the happiness

— can’t even tell what happened but good finale

OVERALL i really enjoyed the soundtrack i love how it tries and takes you through the course of the episode and it’s so so fun!! almost feels like video game music sometimes which is so so good for them like YES drop a new wish video game it would be so good !!!!

#fairly oddparents #fop a new wish #nickelodeon #fairly odd parents a new wish #fop peri #fop irep #music listening #the soundtrack goes so hard #PLEASE AT LEAST GIVE ONE SONG A LISTEN #will be no 1 for the artist on airbuds sorry guys ive had this looping for an hour #actually put airbuds on ghostmode for this i lied i cant have the irls see this #peri & irep has been looping for almost said hour im sorry it goes soso hard #rip my spotify stats always remembered always have next year lol

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mikeandikeschmidt · 10 months

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Wingman!Ness: A FNAF Bromance

Mike Schmidt x f!customer fic

Word Count: 972

Summary: Mike takes a job as a waiter at Sparky’s where he’s enamored with you and annoyed by Ness. He thought his coworker couldn’t get any worse…until he offered to help Mike get a date with you. Will Ness scare you away?

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Mike had a goofy smile on his face at work today. For the first time ever, he was smiling at work.

So, ever since, (you know), Mike had to get another job and this time, he got a job as a waiter at Sparky’s. And he absolutely h a t e d it. He hated coming home smelling like grease. He hated the weird hours. And his coworkers were so obnoxious. But for once at work, he was smiling. Because his favorite customer had come in. You.

He had just gotten your order and was waiting on the kitchen to make it. Earlier, he had trouble hearing you so when he leaned in closer to listen better—in that moment, you took him by surprise. You leaned in too and handed him the menu back, your hands briefly touching as your eyes met. Your voice was soft and friendly. And without sounding weird, your hair smelled amazing. And that thought followed him all the way back to the counter. The stone-cold Mike who always looked ready to pass out…was grinning like an idiot.

“I cannot believe it.” Mike’s coworker Ness guffawed, looking at the love-struck expression on his face, “I didn’t know you had feelings~”

“Shut up.” Mike’s face turned red and he forced his expression to go back to neutral.

“What did it for you? Her smile~? Her laugh~?” The guy didn’t know when to quit.

“I don’t think that’s any of your business.”

“Humor me. Come on.”

Mike rolled his eyes. Whatever got him to leave him alone, “Fine. It’s—her hair. She…smells good. Okay?”

“Hey, that’s not so crazy. You know, there’s a theory that when we’re attracted to someone’s smell, it’s because they have an opposite immune system than us. So when we get married and have kids, those kids will have stronger immune systems.” Ness was always so full of fun facts.

“No offense, Ness, but I’m not thinking about kids right now. Okay?” Mike gave him a look, silently threatening him to drop the subject.

“Why don’t you go over there and ask her out? How many times does she have to come in here for lunch before you finally give her your number?”

“You…you think she’s coming in here all the time because of me?”

“As much as I try to upsell our customers, the food here isn’t that good.”

Mike paused. If you liked him…that would change everything. But honestly, did a guy like him deserve a girl like you? He was always disheveled and tired. He smelled like grease from the kitchen and all the free time he has is to help Abby. What would a girl like you want with someone like him?

He turned away and folded his arms over the counter, his head down in defeat, “I can’t.”

Ness raised a brow then leaned in, “I’m sorry. What was that?”

“I said I can’t.” Mike growled and gave him that look again.

“Aww. Big tough guy Mike is really just a little teddy bear, isn’t he?” Ness cooed and pouted his lip, teasingly.

Mike glared harder at him.

“If it’s that big a deal, I can go over there and talk to her for you. See? It’s easy!” Ness demonstrated by waltzing over to you and whipping up a conversation.

Dread washed over Mike. He stumbled into the kitchen, watching this happen from the round peephole in the door that let him see into the dining area. What on earth could Ness be saying? Gosh, he must be making him look like an idiot. He prayed he didn’t scare you off. He didn’t want to come off like a weirdo or anything…

“Mike, why did you mention you liked how she smelled…?” He groaned and ran a hand down his face. He just gave Ness all the ammunition to destroy his reputation to you. Wait, what if that was his plan all along? Mike and he did bicker a lot. What if he was just getting back at him for all the times Mike acted grouchy at work?

Then he saw your reaction. At first, you were just listening and nodding politely. Then something made your eyes glint. To his horror, you laughed for a moment. What would normally be a beautiful sight…became an absolute nightmare. He was doomed. And it only got worse from there. After eating your food, you just paid Ness for the bill and left. Great. Another missed opportunity, Mike. Maybe it was for the best.

And yet, Ness casually waltzed into the kitchen. Whistling, jovially. Did he not care that he just ruined everything for Mike? Or was he satisfied with his work?

“Happy now?” Mike folded his arms, clutching the fabric of his sleeves bitterly.

“I am, thank you!” Ness beamed at his friend before handing him a napkin with a flourish. With your number on it. And a heart.

Mike gasped and dropped everything to grab the napkin, “You got her number?? For me??”

“Of course I did! We’re Sparky buddies now, aren’t we?” Ness patted him on the back, “We got to look out for each other! Like brothers!”

Mike flinched at the idea. Brother…

He shook his head to snap out of it. He couldn’t believe the guy would do something like this for him. Thanks to crazy Ness, Mike had the phone number of the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.

“Heh, I owe you one, man.” Mike smirked up at his new…friend. Even if the guy had always annoyed the heck out of him.

“Think nothing of it—oh, did you hear that the average friendship only lasts seven years??”

Mike groaned and face-palmed himself. He was going to have to listen to this for the rest of his shift.

#josh hutcherson #mike schmidt #mike schmidt fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf movie #mike schmidt fluff #bromance #platonic #bros #platonic!securitywaiter #wingman!ness #fnafbros #mike schmidt x y/n #mike schmidt x you #Mike Schmidt imagine #thirdwheel!Ness #matpat

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I’m looking for an artist to collab with for an AU

Hello! If you don’t know me already, my name is Dragon, the author of the TADC fics 5+1 and Royally Screwed (and also a funnybunny shipper). However, I am coming up with a totally new AU, something similar to the carnival and freakshow au as well as inspiration from Bendy and the Ink Machine, Poppy Playtime and Amanda the Adventurer.

I call it ‘The Amazing Digital REDACTED’ au.

In this au, you ‘the player’ play as Jax, an ex-employee of C&A returning to the abandoned building in order to find the rest of your work employees after a mysterious incident years ago. With hidden knowledge that he must enter the game in order to find them, Jax does just that while managing to retain his memories. Along with his accomplice Bubble (a helpful AI who wants to free the rest of the trapped souls) and some help from his friend Winter (yes Winter from 5+1 will be in this but that fic isn’t canon to this au) on the outside, Jax tries to fix his past mistakes and save everyone – especially a particular jester he loved and lost long ago.

Yup that’s right, Jax will be the main character of this au and you will be playing as him. Let me explain, there is a feature on AO3 that allows you to make multiple choices on how you want the story to play out, like a telltale video game if you understand what I’m saying. You will get to pick and choose how Jax goes about his adventure and receive more than one ending (with a canon ending as well). And yes, this au’s main ship is funnybunny as I believe that it deserves more recognition and I find that these two in this au are very interesting to explore (especially with their past).

However, this fic is going to take quite a long time to make and is going to be bigger than anything else that I have written in the past. That is why I want to team up with a fellow TADC/funnybunny artist (since I am not an artist and do better with writing and characters) and create a separate blog for this au to come up with comics and art together. If you’ve seen the blogs for the Carnival and Freakshow au’s, you know that with their comics and art they explore more of the world, drop some lore, do character sheets and explain the pasts of the characters. This is what I’m hoping for if I team up with an artist. This au will mostly be on tumblr however if it does well I might add it to twitter as well since I’m putting this post on twitter as well.

Here are what I have pictured for the characters so far.

Jax: Past name; Jack. Ex employee of C&A, main character and who you the player will be playing as. Before the ‘incident’, Jax used to work at C&A as part of a coding team, to make sure that there were no bugs before any games were released. While C&A wasn’t on his list of jobs to pick, it was the only one that seemed best due to the pay and the fact that they could pay for schooling for those with children. Since Jax has a little sister named Jane, and has no parental figures in his life, he takes the job in order to help pay for the both of them and to make sure that Jane gets a good education. Unlike his canon TADC counterpart, Jax is more quiet, tired and while sarcastic, isn’t all out cruel to everyone unless they are bad people (think Mike from the FNAF movie especially with his relationship with his younger sister). He becomes quite close with his boss’s daughter however, Penny (Pomni) with him starting to develop feelings for the shy girl. However, after the day of the ‘incident’ Jax is left with nothing but guilt since he knew things that contributed to that day. Now he has a chance to make things right and save everyone, and Pomni.

Pomni: Past name; Penny. Ex employee of C&A and daughter of the CEO Abel, Pomni is an extremely introverted and socially awkward person, due to being traumatised by her mother’s death. She and her father don’t have a good relationship, with reasons that will become clearer later. She was quite close to the past version of Ragatha, but other than her father, she doesn’t really have a relationship with anyone. She likes to work alone to focus on the numbers and accounting part of her job (she understands numbers more than people) until she meets Jack. Though Jack is usually a bit standoffish, he is sweet to Penny due to her shy nature and helps keep an eye on her throughout their jobs so that she doesn’t feel too overwhelmed. Overcome by his sudden kindness and protectiveness, Penny starts to develop feelings for Jax. However, after the day of the ‘incident’ she is now trapped in the game, forever a jester trapped in a box…until Jax shows up.

If you’d like to be an artist for this au and collab with me, you can send me a DM or @ me. Do either of these and a sketch of the characters and I will reach out to you and confirm that you can be my partner for this project.

Here are some visuals on how I envision the characters.

Jax:

Sans the goggles, think of Jax wearing this over his grey and dirty overalls, he could also be holding a makeshift weapon like a bat or a stick so that he can fight off enemies. This version of Jax is much more serious and he is ready to fight in order to get the job done.

Pomni:

(on the last pic, focus on the makeup rather than the outfit)

Overly baggy and childish, with blue and black instead of blue and red. This design is a reminder of her past trauma and as so, is implemented into her circus features. Due to it being too big for her, it makes it hard for her to run and escape, and the ridiculousness of it all is a huge slap in the face that this is her new life now and is fully erased of her past. Even the makeup covers up any kind of normalcy on her face.

Well that’s it for now, I hope you guys take this into consideration and I hope you all have a lovely day/afternoon/night.

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fluentmoviequoter · 11 months

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Haunted Art Museum

Fluffy Friday, October 27, 2023

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Summary: Dalton invites you to accompany him to a haunted art museum.

Warnings: fluff, brief mentions/implications of the Further, art slander (I really don't get modern art. I'm sorry), the beginning of a dirty joke. 1.4k+ words.

A/N: So sorry this is late (I went to see FNAF on Friday and just now had a chance to finish this)! Also, this is inspired by my recent trip to the art museum and very self-indulgent. Hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think! :)

“Wait, it’s haunted?” you ask as you read the flyer.

Dalton chuckles as he looks at you. “That’s what they said. It’s a Halloween show, so I guess they’re going all out.”

“And you want me to go with you?” Dalton nods, and you clarify, “Is this a date?”

“That was the goal,” Dalton answers sarcastically. “Unless you don’t want it to be, then we can just go as friends,” he adds quietly.

“I’m only going if it’s a date.”

Dalton smiles as he turns in his seat to face you. “Good.”

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You walk into the museum with your hand tucked safely into Dalton’s. He leads you to the desk in the lobby, smiling as you look around at the unique architecture and pictures of past displays. While he gets your tickets, his thumb rubs circles on the back of your hand.

Dalton leads you away from the desk and uses your linked hands to turn you toward him. When you’re facing him, he smiles at you before peeling the visitor sticker from the paper and smoothing it onto your shirt. After he puts his sticker on as well, he leads you to the door and opens it, gesturing for you to go first.

The museum is quiet and dark, not for lack of patrons, but because it’s late and the “haunted” angle was approached full force. As you walk down a slightly curved hallway, Dalton picks up a brochure titled “How to Get the Most out of Your Museum Visit.” You playfully roll your eyes as he smiles and slips it into his pocket.

When you reach the first exhibit, it’s a dark hallway filled with statues (obviously influenced by the Greeks). You look sideways as Dalton, and he barks a quick laugh before pressing his face against your shoulder to silence himself.

“Do not say a word,” he whispers harshly, trying his hardest not to laugh.

“I didn’t. Just wondering how accurate those proportions are,” you whisper with a shrug.

“I just said not to say anything!”

“Fine, I’ll stop.”

Dalton nods and looks away, and you whisper, “For now.”

The hallway of statues ends abruptly, and you pull the door open for Dalton as you exit. One of the pictures on the wall in the next hallway moves, and Dalton jumps beside you, his grip tightening on your hand. You can’t stop the chuckle that comes out but quickly turn serious when you notice the look on Dalton’s face.

“Are you okay? You want to keep going or go upstairs?” you ask gently, raising your free hand to his cheek.

“I’m fine, just wasn’t expecting it. Keep holding my hand and I’ll be fine,” Dalton answers, leaning his face against your hand.

In the second exhibit, Dalton’s eyes light up at the numerous walls covered in oil paintings. He walks to the first one, pulling you along with him, and begins studying it. While he stops before each painting to study it, you watch him. You watch his profile as his eyes flit around the canvas, pausing every few seconds to take something in. Your eyes stay on him even between the paintings, and when the corners of his lips quirk up in front of a specific painting, part of you wants to look at it, but you can’t look away from his smile. From the few pieces you did see before you got distracted by Dalton, you concluded that Dalton was a better artist, and the cute reactions he has to each new painting have you completely enraptured.

“What do you think about this one?” Dalton asks, tugging lightly on your fingers as he turns to you.

You smile as you answer, “You could do better. And we’re way better looking than them.”

Dalton playfully rolls his eyes, but he can't disagree with you. He smiles and asks if you are ready for the next exhibit. You nod and lean to kiss his cheek quickly, unable to contain your love for him any longer. As you walk, you pull the brochure from his pocket and read it, laughing at the page titled “When Looking at Art.” Dalton looks sideways at you but remains silent.

“Please tell me this isn’t modern art,” you whisper as he opens the door.

His smug smile is the only answer you need, and your shoulders drop as you walk past him into the room. The large art installations have no discernable shape or subject. Despite Dalton’s past endeavors to help you understand the point, you still can’t.

“It looks like trash heaps, Dalton,” you complain quietly, wrapping your free hand around his bicep as you lean against his side.

“Look for the meaning,” Dalton encourages.

“You sound like the brochure: take a breath, what do you see that reminds you of yourself?” you tease. “It’s trash, all of it reminds me of trash.”

Dalton shakes his head and pulls you closer to his side, then gets distracted as he watches a person-shaped being slip into the shadows before disappearing. You watch his face as his eyes widen and his brows furrow, but you don’t see anything when you look ahead. His breath picks up slightly, and you turn his face toward yours.

“It’s a fake haunted museum, Dalton, everything is okay.”

When he nods and squeezes your hand, you lean him to the second to last exhibit, all abstract art. The room is brighter to highlight the art, and despite the sudden need to squint, you are glad for the light.

“What do you see in that one?” you whisper as you point to a large area covered with sand.

“Um, a giraffe,” Dalton answers, relaxing slightly at your side.

“Where?”

He points to the neck and relaxes further. “There’s a girl reading in the background of the blue one,” he adds, gesturing to the back wall.

“Whoa, I can totally see that one!” you agree, leading him to that wall.

You spend more time in the abstract exhibit than the others, looking for hidden pictures and meanings. Once you’ve looked at every piece, Dalton leads you to the last room, filled with photography. Dalton pulls his hand from you as you split up, determined to find a picture you think the other would like or that reminds you of them. You view each piece slowly, eager to find the perfect one. When you find it, you turn to find Dalton and nearly run into him as you turn a corner.

“You find one?” he asks as he pulls you into his arms.

“I did. You?”

Dalton nods and asks to see yours first. You lead him to a large, framed image of a boy sitting on a roof and pointing to a bright star. He kisses the crown of your head as he wraps his arms around your waist.

“I love it. Good job. My turn?”

You nod, and Dalton moves to your side, walking around two corners before stopping in front of a black-and-white picture of a woman sitting in a tree, writing or drawing in a notebook on her lap.

“You did way better than me. That’s the best piece I’ve seen all night,” you say, leaning into Dalton’s side as his arm wraps around your shoulders.

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Leaving the museum, you find yourself tucked warmly under Dalton’s arm, not feeling any of the October chill.

“Excuse me?” a boy who looks to be nine or ten asks. “Is the museum really haunted?”

Dalton purses his lips to think before he smiles and says, “Hard to say. I thought I saw some of the paintings move, but you look braver than me so maybe you can make sure.”

The boy smiles brightly and yells a thank you over his shoulder as he returns to his mom, who waves at you before leading him into the museum.

“Is it actually haunted?” you ask as you continue walking.

“No clue. Those paintings did move, and I saw something in the shadow, but who knows. Want to go again tomorrow and find out?”

“You know, one day it’ll be your work in there and you won’t be able to keep me away.”

“Wouldn’t want to. Besides, you’ll be in every picture,” Dalton answers, pulling you to a stop before he kisses you under a streetlamp, oblivious to any moving paintings or shadows as he imagines what his picture of this moment will look like.

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freddy-and-friends-au · 6 months

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The band’s all here! (WIP)

I still haven’t finished their new endoskeletons yet, but I think I have their suits mostly down!

Feel free to ask any questions you may have in the inbox!

EXTRA INFO AND SCREENSHOTS UNDER THE CUT!!!

At first glance, these are obviously inspired by the traditional Chuck E. Cheese x Rockafire Explosion suits, designing them more like sports mascot costumes and having very little of the endoskeleton showing at all times (say for Foxy, of course). This was not only for more realistic world-building, but also to optimize animation, as we now have less moving parts that are actually showing, and therefore, less to render.

You might be wondering “if you wanted a more realistic approach to the suits, why not take a more realistic approach to the masks, like a more ShowBiz Pizza style?” And to that I say: everyone does that.

Okay, that isn’t entirely the reason. I like the idea of basing the designs more off of the canon models than something that already exists, because I like the idea of FazEnt having their own style of making animatronics. The ShowBiz style isn’t the only way to do animatronic masks, and these masks are how FazEnt would go about making them. Even when FazEnt does use the trademark ShowBiz rubber-face masks on the Junior models, they don’t do it the same way that ShowBiz does it.

Something interesting I want to do with Freddy & Friends is to set narrative moments apart from the moments meant to be passed off as real footage. The designs shown above are for the latter, meanwhile the narrative will use more artistically stylized suits textured to more so resemble a comic book, sort of like Into The Spider-Verse (except instead of going for a generalized comic book feel, the Freddy & Friends style is gonna be more reminiscent of the Batman: Year One comic). The designs will be more reminiscent of how I draw them on paper, as opposed to being faithful to the canon.

Here’s some extra info as to how I came up with the designs, as well as some extra renders and concept art!:

Original concept art from September 30, 2020.

Freddy was a little obvious to design, probably because everyone seems to design him like this when making more cartoonish versions of him. A more defined tuxedo complete with a collar and cuffs with a red stripe around his hat. It just seemed like the right direction to go in.

Bonnie was initially intended to wear a vest, though I was holding out for something else so that he could be differentiated from the evil rabbit (the evil rabbit wears a vest). I asked my friends what I could change it to, and one of them said “Try a cardigan”. Honestly, that fits Bonnie’s personality so much better, both in terms of spirit and cartoon.

You might also notice that Bonnie was supposed to have buck teeth, as well as more squared off teeth. That was originally part of his V1 model, but when I tried applying that to the new models, literally any way I tried to arrange it made Bonnie look like so much like an insufferable asshole that I wanted to punch him in the face. Ultimately, I ended up ditching the buck teeth and just gave him his classic teeth.

Chica was a little hard to do something unique with at first. I initially wasn’t really sure what I wanted to do with her, but when I modeled her V1, her little chef’s hat was a last minute addition to her design. I’m also thinking about changing her bib into an apron, per the toon designs that Henry posted a while back.

Foxy was probably the most fun to design. Obviously, his final model has a lot of details inspired by the FNAF movie, but when I was designing him 4 years ago, I really just wanted to go crazy with his design. I wanted him to have a beard, I wanted him to have a peg leg (I really liked the idea of animating him with a limp). Unfortunately, I don’t know if I’ll keep the peg leg, because it might be a little too hard for Henry to animate with the tech that he has.

As a cheeky little reference to the roots of the FNAF fandom, I wanted Foxy’s hook to resemble the hook seen on the Splinks Foxy model. ;)

Endo01 - Version 4 WIP

I’ve done a few different versions of the endoskeleton. What I’m trying to do for this new one is to assemble him modularly, allowing me to make each component a recognizable component (they’re also actually modeled after real components).

I’m not gonna go into detail about the functionality of this guy, because I eventually plan to make a Freddy & Friends Instructional VHS series centered around being a mechanic for FazEnt. However, what I will say is that these designs are intended to have plausible functionality, especially using the technology of the 1980’s (which is not restricted to pneumatic technology, because making an animatronic walk with pneumatic actuators while maintaining the traditional complexity of animatronic endoskeletons is simply impossible).

EXTRAS:

The original Version 1 designs

My failed attempt at giving Bonnie buck teeth (I wanna punch him so bad…)

Fixed Foxy

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mkaroy · 6 months

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THE AFTON FAMILY

sorry for being dead. i will continue to be dead becuz this took 48 HOURS.

as a treat i’m gonna infodump about my headcanons for a bit (read if you DARE)

so mrs afton isn’t pictured here because she was smart and left william, but william got full custody cause as we know, the fnaf government is VERY stupid and they apparently just love william. cc and michael both like their mother better because she was more patient and emotionally intelligent with the young boys, but elizabeth always favoured her father so she wasn’t complaining.

If it isn’t obvious, i don’t think william is a good parent. no matter how good of intentions you have, he had to be some kind of deranged for his sons death to lead to him being a serial killer, that doesn’t just HAPPEN. he particularly takes out his anger on michael because a) he feels more sympathy with the other two kids and b) michael has always challenged his father, he’s not scared of talking back or standing his ground (even if he gets hurt in the process). however despite this, michael still has a lot of love and respect for his father. as he gets older and as the accidents become worse and worse, through williams manipulation, michael basically works for him, trying to make things right again because he’s fully convinced everything was his fault (ALSO THANKS TO WILLIAM LOL)after he gets scooped he kinda puts it together that maybe his father never had the best intentions for him, and full of rage he does his thing and burns his father to the ground.

outside of william just being the worst to michael, making him a full time babysitter and whatnot, he’s not the kindest to the younger children either. elizabeth is easily the favourite because she tries to serve him as much as possible, but william is simply FAR too busy to care about that, so she gets pushed aside and neglected a lot. she doesn’t know why he’s doing these things so she just tries to be even more perfect, she urns for that attention in other places, i think that’s why she dolls herself up so much, because she loves the compliments she gets from mothers saying that she’s “just the cutest thing”. when her father finally shows her some love by making his specialty, an animatronic based off of her, she can’t help but be filled with excitement. I think as baby, she’s a lot more angry than she was before. she doesn’t understand why her father would do this to her and her anger is bigger than he child brain can comprehend, which is why she’s just so insanely mean in pizza sim and sister location, lashing out to michael and henry because she shouldn’t be an animatronic right now, she should be living her life free of this family. god i love elizabeth.

and then obviously cc, i think it’s a silly headcanon to imagine that william just forgot his name but remembered his initials but that’s mostly cuz i refuse to give him a name (btw all of you guys who put charlie or charlotte into his name are GENIUSES but i’m not you). he was really young when his parents actually separated, so he didn’t have much memory of his mother unfortunately. and ALSO unfortunately he was born with a fear of the animatronics, like how some kids are born with like an irrational fear of mascots of smth, that’s him. I think he was also the first one to die so his nightmares weren’t based off of elizabeth’s death. i also think that the fnaf 4 gameplay wasn’t cc because of MANY reasons (seriously guys look at the room layout…). but his irrational fear of the animatronics makes him almost constantly in tears, which michael obviously mocked. all the afton men were raised with the idea that boys shouldn’t show “feminine” emotions, which is why michael hated cc so much, because it wasn’t fair that he got to cry all the time with little to no repercussions and cc just couldn’t help himself whenever he cried. oh also in my headcanon he’s autistic, same with like most of the aftons, but he’s selectively mute and easily gets sensory overload, which is why meltdowns in the pizzeria were so common.

guys i love the aftons so much fill my asks with them if you wish i will answer ALL OF THEM (until the hyperfixation dies LMAO)

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xlxvesxckx · 2 years

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[feel special] Dio Brando.

Synopsis: Working for Lord Dio you end up catching feelings for the male. But after a wakeup call from you new friend, you realize that you deserve someone better, though he isn't going to let you go so easily.

Warnings: Mentions of violence, cheating (idk if you can consider it that...but idk), manipulation, obsession and possessiveness,

Au: Royalty Au

Pairings: Dio Brando x Reader, Jotaro Kujo x Reader.

Based Off: TWICE's Feel Special You can listen to it here~

-> Feel Special

Other songs listened to for this fic.:

-> Beside you By Keshi

-> Angel eyes By ABBA

-> Some Say by NEA

-> Lie By Luka Megurine (vocaloid songs hold a special place in my heart.)

A/n: Whooo boiii this is a hefty fic! I don't know if I am going to continue this, but if others like it then I will continue it...

Also feel free to leave requests for me! I write for Obey Me, JJBA, FNAF (mostly security breach) and I'm trying to expand my writings so if you have something you wanna see written please ask away

Here's my Kofi is you wanna support me!

☆Here's the second part: Feel Special.Ending

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When you first got to working for this man, you told yourself you weren't going to be like the others.

You'd heard rumors of girls who came here and ended up falling in love with the male. And you could see why.

Lord Dio was an attractive male, blonde hair, fierce red eyes and a nice body that anyone would want. Hell he is known for actively sleeping with his female servants, and when they get too attached he tosses them to the side like they were nothing.

So you refused to be one of them.

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“Don’t tell me that you actually believe that Lord Dio is in love with you?”

You sat across from your fellow servant, Mariah, who was tending to her hair in her mirror. You slowly nodded your head, seeing her roll her eyes. Mariah is a beautiful dark skinned woman with lovely brown eyes and snow white hair. She was one of the only higher up females here, being close to Lord Brando.

So it was probably best to listen to her words.

“I’m not trying to be mean, I'm trying to protect you. You’re a newbie in the castle, that’s the only reason lord Dio is paying all this attention to you. He’s trying to see how he can break you down and use you.”

You listened carefully to Mariah’s words and let them slowly click in your mind.

"I mean think about it. He could have any woman he wants."

You had been working in Lord Brando’s castle for the past month now in order to support your family back at home. The job came suddenly as some of Lord Brando’s most trusted servants were sent out in order to bring more servants to the castle. And he apparently paid very well, but your mother...she didn't care for it.

At first, your mother was weary of you leaving, as she had heard the tales of women who went up to the castle.

Many of them would not come back, many of them would be used and thrown back to their families with less than what they started with. She would have rather you moved away to the neighboring kingdom and start over there. But she knew that you didn’t want to leave her alone.

Your mother was your main reason for working at the castle, you wanted to give her a better life just as she had fought to give you one.

So against your better judgement, you took up the job working for the male and so far was enjoying it. He seemed like a genuinely nice man to work for, he took care of his servants and made sure you as comfortable as you could be.

But you soon noticed that as more women began to come in, the less and less attention he would pay to you. It started with calling you to his room less and less. Less of the lingering touches he would give, less of the hugs and teasing words he would give you.

It was all bothering you greatly. Had you been fooled?

And when you brought it up to him, he would always smile and tell you how silly you were being and how he could ‘Never abandon his favorite pet’.

Now here you were, being told that the things you were thinking were valid by one of his most trusted people.

Mariah, was one of his top people, next to Enrico Pucci, Hol Horse and Vanilla Ice.

She was also one of the only females who were in his top ranks. So she’s seen many girls come and go, all of them fiending to be Lord Brando’s favorite. Mariah took notice to who all came in and saw who was gonna be fresh meat.

She had taken a liking to you as you were one of the only ones to not just throw yourself at Lord Brando. You came here to do a job and was mostly focused one that.

She admired you. So when she saw how close the Lord was getting with you, his lingering touches and his sultry words.

She knew exactly what was coming.

If you were to get in bed with Lord Brando, you would never be the same again. You wouldn’t be able to think or have control of yourself. All you would think about is how you could serve him. She's seen what happens before, she's been in that spot. Mindless, only thinking about serving Lord Dio. Focused on making him happy and nothing else.

She refused to let that to be you.

“Protect me?..” You asked confused and Mariah sighed and turned around to you fully.

“Lord Dio is not a good person Y/n, you should know that, and I know that.” Mariah walks over to you and places her hands on your face.

“I actually like you. Out of all the maids here. You’re the most tolerable. I would hate for you to end up like a mindless little-”

“Y/n.”

The two of you looked over to the doorway to see Pucci there. He had a gentle smile on his face. “Dio requests your presence.”

You nodded and got up, Mariah giving you a look before going back to her mirror.

You followed Pucci to Dio’s room, keeping quiet as you walked alongside the priest.

Enrico Pucci was a priest that was Dio's right hand man. He was the one responsible for hiring all the new servants, running the estate and attending directly to Dio's needs.

You saw alot of him because you basically had the position of head maid

“You know you are one of his favorites Y/n?” He says quietly. You look over at him to see the same gentle smile.

“I’ve never seen him act this way towards a servant before, You're a rare one.” Pucci says, stopping in front of Dio’s door. You stopped and looked up at him. "What do you mean by that?.." You asked an air of slight concern coming over you.

Pucci gave a closed eye smile,

"That means he likes you, and you won't end up dying possible. I would hate to see a kind girl like you go to waste."

You stood in fear before he pats you on the back.

“Now, go ahead and see what he may want..”

You watch as Pucci walks away, his words swirling around in your head. You eventually go to knock on the door, waiting for a response.

“Come in..”

You open the door, seeing Lord Dio laid across his bed, book in hand. His red eyes look over to you and beckons you forward. You move over to him and stand on the side of the bed, your eyes glued to the bed, refusing to look him in his eyes.

"That means he likes you, and you won't end up dying possible. I would hate to see a kind girl like you go to waste."

Pucci's words were playing around in your head. Lord Dio wouldn't hurt you...would he? Would he kill someone? You knew he would, but you didn't think he would go as far as to murder any of his servants would he?

You were so deep in thought that you didn't hear Dio calling you.

"My Pet?...Did you hear me?"

You shook your head and looked at him "Huh?.." Dio chuckled before stating what he asked again.

“I was asking, how are you today, My Pet? I had business to attend to with those bastard Joestars in the neighboring kingdom.” He says, his voice soft and sultry, like music to your ears.

You shuddered at his voice before speaking.

“It was fine, I spent my day talking with Mariah and doing chores..nothing too special.” You answer, seeing Dio move closer. He places his book down and uses his hand to grip your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Did my pet miss me? I’ve been neglecting you and I’m sorry for that.” He asks, with a playful tone behind it.

In reality you did miss him, you did miss the time that he usually spent with you, but after having the talk with Mariah you began to think differently about him. And on top of that, Pucci scared you. You didn't want to step out of line for fear that you would find out that he did kill his servants.

In this moment, you decided to nod slowly, earning a smirk from him.

Before you could blink, you yelped as Dio pulled you into the bed with him. You squeaked as your back hit the bed, and he was now on top of you. You tense up as you feel him get close to your neck, his arms wrapping around you to hold you in place.

“I can sense something is off.. Do you not trust me my Pet?”

“W-what do you mean?..” You whimpered out, nervousness filling your whole body as you watched him lift up from the crook of your neck. He brings his face close to yours, his lips ghosting over yours. You could hear yourself internally screaming at how close he was to you. Did he know what you were thinking? Could he smell fear? You didn't even want to know the answer to that last one.

“Do you doubt my love and care for you? Do you think my eyes are wandering to others, pet?”

He asks, and he doesn’t really give you a chance to answer before he presses his lips to yours. His hands go to press your wrists against the bed. Dio’s kiss was one filled with passion, one that was enough to take your breath away from you. It was like all your worries were sapped away in that moment. Signed and secured with that kiss.

In this moment, he was making you feel wanted. Moving from your lips to whisper sweet nothings to you, telling you exactly what you wanted.

"I can sense that you don't trust me...but I promise whoever put those thoughts in your mind will be dealt with." He whispers, moving down to your neck, planting soft kisses here and there, earning soft whimpers from you.

He had a way of getting you to melt like putty in his hands once again, everytime he sensed you stepping out of line, Dio would always do this.

He couldn't have you ending up like HER...

Telling you that you were the only one he wanted, that he wanted to marry you and make you his Queen. He wanted you to rule beside him.

Dio needed you...he CRAVED you..

The Male didn't know what the hell you were doing to him, but he knew he had to do anything in his power to keep your eyes from wondering from anywhere else.

Dio leaned down to your ear again, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispered to you.

"You're my special little pet.."

What's wrong with him telling a little white lie in order to get you to stay?

At that moment…

You believed him.

He made you feel...Special...

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It had been a few weeks from that encounter with Lord Dio, and you had a few more after that.

He would whisk you away from your duties and tease you, he wanted you and only you. He was risky with it too. Sometimes coming while you're preparing with others and hoist you up onto the counter, he'll steal a kiss right then and there, smirking at the others who dared look.

You were his and you weren't going anywhere, so any maids that were making any plans better not had added you to their little schemes.

He would make that known around other maids in the castle.

So it confused you when you saw one of the new recruits continuously coming in and out of his chambers recently.

Olivia was her name, and she came from the castle town, so she was a bit higher ranking than the rest of you.

Rumors had it that she was the daughter of a noble who owed Lord Dio, so in return he gave his daughter to him so that his debt was cleared.

She was a pretty blonde haired, blue-eyed girl, a nice body and was everything a man could want.

So it was troubling you when you saw how much time she was spending with Dio.

It started when she first arrived. She introduced herself to you, genuinely being nice to you. But when she found out you were basically Lord Dio's Chamber Maid she gave you a disgusted scowl.

She would call you horrific names behind you back and sometimes to your face. She made it no secret her disdain and jealously for you.

So she began to do the tasks that you were asked to do, sometimes she would eavesdrop on your conversations with Pucci and Mariah. She would rush to do them so she could get praise from Dio, but she expected you to be scolded for not doing them.

She was pissed when she saw that Dio still held favoritism for you, he would simply promote you. Having be Pucci's assistant instead of a chamber maid.

Hell you didn't care, you got paid more and still was his favorite.

But Olivia...she couldn't stand it.

You knew she had something planned as today, Lord Dio was holding an event, he invited other nobles and Royalty from other lands and she was supposed to be helping you set it up.

“Hey, Y/n.” You looked up from your decorating task to see Mariah, she gave you a sober smile before handing you some papers.

“Please deliver these to lord Dio. I tried to go earlier, but he wasn't there.”

You took them from her and stood up from your task dusting your dress off.

“Of course! I’ll be right back then.”

Mariah watched you walk off and her face morphed to a frown, she knew he was in there. She knew who he was with, and she hated for you to find out like this, but she couldn’t risk someone like you ending up like some of the others.

Earlier when she had went to deliver what was the revised guest list to Dio she heard some strange noises from the chambers.

Normally, Mariah could care less if she busted in his room. So just like she would normally did, she entered without knocking and her eyes widened. Quickly turning on her heels she would run a hand through her head, a yell of frustration would leave her lips.

Oh but not at what she saw, but for you.

She knew you wouldn't take this well, but she need you to open up your eyes. She saw you heading down the path of endlessly chasing after a man who will just hop from woman to woman without a care in the world.

And she refused to let you be one of them.

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You hummed to yourself as you walked down the hall to Lord Dio’s chambers, you were actually very excited for this event. It would be your first time meeting anyone else besides your few friends in the castle. So you could not wait to meet everyone and tell them about your time here.

You beginning to wonder if what Pucci told you was really true. If anything Dio was becoming more and more romantic as the days passed.

You were excited to go to his room and tell him all about what you had planned for the guests, just as he had asked for you to do.

When you approached Lord Dio’s door you went to knock but saw it open. You were about to walk in but nearly bumped into someone

That someone was Olivia, barely dressed, only Lord Dio’s Robe wrapped around her body. It appeared that she had bitemarks and hickies along her neck and a smirk plastered on her face.

She looked you up and down before her smirk widened.

“Y/n! Miss Mariah said you were supposed to be sending some stuff for My Lord. I’ll take it from here.” She say happily, taking the documents from you hands.

You stared at her before shaking your head.

“Are you alright? You’re covered in marks..” You asked, half concerned, but not because you wondered if she was hurt, it was to confirm what scenario was playing in your head.

She looks at herself before a look of smugness comes over her features,

“Ah, these…just had a meeting with Lord Dio about the even this evening! I’m alright Y/n! Thank you for asking!” You gave her a nod before quickly turning on your heels to go back where you came.

You heard her giggling as she went back into his chambers, the door closing with a hard slam.

You could hear Lord Dio's deep voice calling her back over and her giggles faded into something else.

"Miss Y/n!"

"Y/n!"

You didn't even care about who was calling your name.

You just needed to get away from this room. This area...This place...

You held in your tears, refusing to let them fall. Instead you let your feet carry you to Mariah’s quarters, you couldn't even tell who calling you as you were in an autopilot.

When you reached Mariah’s room, it was like she was already waiting for you. Once you closed the door behind you, you ran into her arms finally allowing your tears to stream down your face.

Mariah held you in her arms as she heard your sobs, they pained her severely.

She knew you pain, she knew it all too well, as she saw this same sequence of events play out with another dear friend of hers.

Her name was Isabel.

Isabel was just like you, bright eyed and bushy tell, eager to give her all to Lord Dio. And unlike you, she allowed him to take her fully, her entire life was dedicated to Dio.

There wasn't a day when Isabel wasn't talking about Dio, and back then...Mariah was happy for her. She encouraged her dear friend to go for it, allow herself to be loved by the blonde and see what would happen.

But just like you...she was soon replaced by the newcomer. A fresh face, and a new woman Dio could Manipulate.

Isabel was heart broken, but more than anything was angry...

And you know what they say...

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...

Isabel stood up to the male, confronted him and refused to allow herself to fall for his tactics. She wasn't gonna come crawling back to him anymore. She told him that she was leaving, that she wanted no more of this.

And when she did that, she vanished.

No one ever saw her again, and they were ordered to never speak of her ever again.

But everyone remembers, and Mariah refuses to forget.

She made it her goal to prevent young women from ending up like her, serving the very male who ruined her dear friend, doomed to see how he plays around with people’s emotions just to get what he wanted. Never speaking of her friend.

“I-i thought he only wanted me… I thought he..he meant everything he said Mariah…!” You sobbed,.

Mariah moved the two of you to her bed. She sat down and allowed you to cry on her shoulder, she rubbed your shoulders as you sobbed, your cries getting louder and louder.

“I-i should’ve listened to you Mariah..I should’ve..I’m so sorry..”

“What? Don’t you apologize.”

She grabs your face and forces you to look at me. “Listen to me. We’re gonna get you out of here. Because frankly, i’m sick and tired of you being treated like shit. "

You rubbed your eyes, "B-but what about you?.."

Mariah scoffs. "And let more girls fall to his schemes? I'm staying...but.." She stops herself and rubs her temple.

She sighs then she rubs your face in with her hands.

“Has Lord Dio told you about the Joestars?” You nodded.

“Aren’t those the guys he hates?” Mariah nods.

“I’m friends with one of the advisors there, I’ve been in contact with her for a while, she knows about your situation, and one of the Prince’s have agreed to come and get you.”

You gasp and a smile appears on you face as you hug Mariah. Mariah grins and hugs you back before pulling away.

“And don’t worry, I’ll be behind you every step of the way.” She explains and you nod at her words.

"I'll make sure you get out of here..."

Your heart was in pieces, but the prospect of leaving and going to another kingdom was on the horizon and you did not mind it at all.

You would have to get into contact with your mother and move her to the kingdom as well, so that she could be safe. You felt if you left the Lord Dio would probably do something to your family for disobeying him.

And not only that, part of your heart was crumbling. As there was a small piece of you who wanted to talk to him and just ask him why. As him why use you and fuck with your emotions.

You and Mariah decided you would enact your plan during the event tonight, as that would be the best, you could leave with the crowds of people and never look back. Mariah had to keep tell you that she would be fine, and that you shouldn't worry about her.

But even as you went over it several times, you still felt horrible for leaving her behind.

Later in that evening, you headed back to the servants quarters to prepare for tonight to see all the maids in there happily opening boxes.

“Oh Y/n! Lord Dio gave us all new dresses to wear to the event!” One called out to you and you nodded at her.

As you expected when you walked over to your bed, there was nothing on there for you. You sighed softly as you walked over to pack your bags.

Olivia walked over with hers in her hand with a smile. “Look at how beautiful these dresses are! Lord Dio has certainly out done himself!” She then looks down at you packing.

“What about you Y/n?” She asked and you averted your eyes.

“The gracious Lord did not give me one. But that’s alright, Lady Mariah is giving me one.” You say blankly and her smile droops a bit.

“Oh..well where are you going? Do you have an order from him?” She asked, walking back over to her bed. "Isn't the party about to start? So why are you packing a ba-"

“I’m going to visit my mother. It’s been a while since I came to the castle, so I would love to go home and have a good time with her. And frankly it's none of your fucking business.” You say flatly before closing your suitcase.

It got quiet before Olivia scoffed and muttered a "bitch..." under her breath.

You sat on your bed watching all the other girls get changed into the dresses that they were given. It seems Lord Dio wanted all of his servants to dress a certain way, they had various colored ballroom like gowns in different styles.

Your eye fell to Olivia’s, who wore a pretty yellow dress, one that matched the suit Lord Dio wore very often. You rolled your eyes at this and decided to go get ready. You watched as everyone else left out as you went to the bathroom, the only one left was Olivia who was still in the mirror getting ready.

You were in the bathroom when you heard someone else come into the room.

"What the hell do you have on?"

You jumped at the agressive tone that entered the room.

It was Lord Dio and he sounded...pissed?

You decided to be quiet and listen to the conversation, doing your best not to make any noises.

"Oh! I'm wearing the dress that Pucci gave to me-"

"It wasn't for you.

You nearly gasped, quicky putting a hand over your mouth, but it seemed like someone heard you regardless.

"Whoever is in there better come out. I don't appreciate eavedroppers."

You were debating on coming out because you had avoided Dio for the rest of the day after talking with Mariah. You couldn't bare to see him knowing that you were planning your leave.

"I said come out now."

Sighing, you decided to exit the bathroom, bowing in apology to Dio. When you raised your head you saw his eyes scanning your body.

Mariah had given you a black bodycon dress that had belonged to her best friend. She wanted to pass it on to you as it would 'allow her spirit to do what she couldn't'. You matched it with silver earrings and a necklace that you had as a gift from your mother. The dress clung to your body and left nothing up to the imagination, so Dio's scowl turned to a smirk.

"My My, My little Pet has out done herself.." He finally spoke, leaving Olivia's side and coming over to you. You tensed as he snaked his arms around your waist to pull you closer to him. You peeked around him to see Olivia who was fuming, and you internally smirked at her anger.

"Olivia."

You watched her perk up at him calling her name only to see her face fall at his words.

"Leave. I need to have a moment with Y/n."

Olivia stomped her foot, "But Lord Dio! I-"

Dio quickly turned back to her, a dangerous glare on his face. Olivia quickly shut up and left the room, slamming it behind her.

Dio then turned back to face you and wasted no time coming closer to you. "So...where did you get this piece? It's far better than anything I could have picked out for you." He says softly.

You keep backing away and end up falling back onto your bed, and Dio takes this opportunity to get between your legs, riding your dress up to your thighs.

"L-lord Dio! This is-" He cut you off with a hard kiss to your lips. His hands went to grip yours, pinning them to the bed. You pulled away from his kiss about to speak only to feel his lips on your neck.

It didn't help that he was grinding against you, causing the heat to build up between your legs.

You did your best not to let moans slip past your lips as he continues his assault on your neck. But no matter how hard you tried, your body fought against your brain and a soft moan left your lips.

You could feel Dio shudder at that before he stopped, sitting up and gripping your chin with his hand roughly.

"After this night...I'm making you mine. I'm tired of you teasing your master like this. Dressing like this when you know others will have their eyes on you.." He smirks down at you. You were still in shock over what had just taken place so you didn't reply to him fast enough.

Dio gripped your chin again, this time applying pressure, earning a wince of pain out of you.

"Do I make myself clear?"

You nodded and He smirked before finally getting off of you.

"Now go ahead and straighten yourself up. Look presentable for me darling."

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To say it was a big event was an understatement.

Apparently Lord Dio was celebrating some accomplishment, which explained why he wanted all the servants to dress alike. You however could not care less.

You were focused on leaving, especially after what just happened.

You were standing alone before being approached by the whiney broad herself, Olivia.

"Hey." You ignored her. She didn't like that so she decided to push you nearly sending your over.

"What the fuck Olivia?"

"Answer my question." She demanded and didn't give you a chance to answer.

“Are you jealous of me Y/n?” She suddenly asked and you raised an eyebrow.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I heard how you were Lord Dio’s favorite before I came along, You’re jealous because he no longer wants you and wants to marry me instead!” She accused and you only gave her a short laugh.

“Oh, you know, I am. But not as much as I used to be." You answered and she didn't like that answer.

"Face it, You are just mad that Lord Dio loves me more than he does you?"

You decided to burst her bubble.

"Oh yeah? Then why did he kick you out the room to kiss me, grind against me and tell me he's gonna make me his tonight?" You snapped back at her, glaring as you saw her gears turning in your head.

"You?! Lord Dio would never fuck a half pinted ass bitch like you"

"Apparently he does. But you can have him. I don't want him."

"OH?! Well I'm gonna tell him exactly what you said so he can kick your ass to the curb!! You just don't like that he's close with me!"

"Mhm..keep yelling."

“You’re just a jealous little bitch! You-”

“I think you heard her. She’s not interested in Brando.”

You jumped at the deep male voice that came from behind you. Olivia looked behind you and immediately bowed

. You were confused at to why she suddenly stopped but you saw a shadow loom from behind you. You watched as her face morphed from one of smugness to fear.-

“O-oh…My apologizes Prince Kujo..” She then lifted her head to glare at you before leaving.

You turned around to see a tall, dark and brooding male standing next to a what could be described as a cheerful ball of sun.

“Oh we finally found you! My you are really pretty! Isn’t she pretty Jotaro?”

“Yeah, she’s pretty.”

The girl came up to you and shook your hand.

“You can call me Evan! I’m the Joestar Royal Advisor! And I’m Mariah’s friend!” She introduces and she smiles happily at you.

“This brooding hulk beside me is Prince Jotaro Kujo! The eldest prince of our land.” You look over to Jotaro just to admire him for a second.

He was tall, very tall, probably about 6’5 in height, he wore a white suit that was adorned with different golden charms. His hat seemed to be fused with his hair and his blue eyes were off somewhere else in the crowd. He was handsome....very handsome.

You can see why some of the girls were talking about him, he definitely not a bad sight to see. You couldn't take your eyes off of him and you probably wouldn't have if Evan wouldn't had taken you from your thought.

“Why don’t you two go off and talk! We’re not leaving out until everyone else does, so it’ll be better for the two of you to get to know each other.” Evan announces.

“I’ll go let Mariah know we found you!”

Evan then goes off in the crowd and the prince sighs before grabbing your hand and leading you off to the balcony.

You quietly went along, the noise of the people slowly drowning out as the two of you reaching the balcony.

“Are you alright?” Jotaro’s deep voice cuts through your thoughts and you don’t even know how to answer honestly.

“To be honest...I don’t even know your highness..” You finally admit, going and leaning on the balcony.

“I thought I was okay...but now I realize…I was a fool. I should’ve listened to my mother..” You feel the tears welling up in your eyes again. You refused to cry over him again.

"God he loves playing with my emotions..I got so happy when he was alone with me..but I guess he was only doing that to make her jealous.."

“H-he made me feel loved….he made me feel so special…” You mumble out feeling the tears run down your cheeks again.

"God I felt so stupid...I was so dumb.."

You could feel your body begin to shake, you didn’t want to break down in tears in front of the Prince, but it seemed no matter how hard your body tried to fight the tears, they kept coming.

All you saw when you closed your eyes was his stupid fucking face smirking down at you.

You felt a hand grab your shoulder and was pulled into a tight hug by the Prince. You stood quiet, feeling his hand rub the center of your back. “I’m sorry...I’m not good with words…” He says softly and you chuckle slightly at that.

It was a comforting feeling to be in the Prince’s arms. To find relief in someone you barely even knew sounded absolutely stupid, but in this moment you didn’t care at all.

“I’m shit at words...but I promise..." He started, making you pull away from his hug to look up at him.

“I promise you’ll find someone who makes you feel special again…”

—--(pov switch)----

Dio was highly annoyed.

Scratch that, he was fucking pissed.

Everyone was supposed to be in one place, but of course he couldn’t find one of his most trusted servants when he needed her the most. No not Olivia, he needed Y/n.

It was bothering him that he couldn’t find the girl when she normally was always around him.

All of sudden she went from being on his arm, to barely coming to visit him in his chambers. She only came when she was needed or asked to do a task.

He also didn’t like how close she was getting with Mariah. Don’t get him wrong, she was one of his royal advisors, but he felt like she had something up her sleeves whenever he saw her around Y/n.

All he needed was his cute little Y/n to be by his side during this. He wanted her..no NEEDED her. She was his everything. He was everything she was and more.

So when he got her alone earlier, he couldn't help himself. She was dressed up to cutely, he wanted to just take her right there. But no, he had to control himself, he knew she was questioning his love for her.

So he had to make his move tonight.

“Hol horse.” He called, a blonde male appeared at his side and tilted his hat towards him.

“Yes, Lord Dio? You need me?” He asked in a southern drawl-like accent. Dio nodded.

“Have you seen Y/n? I need to ask her a question.”

“Yeah, Last I saw ‘er she was with that Joestar prince.”

This made Dio sit up from his seat surrounded by piers. “Excuse me?” He asked, insinuating for him to speak again. Hol Horse nodded.

“Oh yea! Me and Vanilla were greeting the guests like ya told us to do when we saw her arguing with Olivia ‘bout something, she then went to the balcony with that Joestar prince.”

Dio stood up from his seat and motioned for Pucci to follow him, the priest sighed as he knew where this was going. Hol Horse watched as the male angrily marched off, leaving confused guests around him.

Dio made his way through the crowd and to the balcony with Pucci in tow with him.

His beloved little pet, seen around with that Joestar may give people the wrong idea.

Y/n meant a lot to him and to hear her being around Jotaro made his anger nearly boil over.

He couldn’t stand that damned Joestar bastard, he couldn’t stand any of them. They always made themselves out to be better than him. Dio built his empire out of nothing, while theirs was passed down to them by that annoyed bastard Jonathan.

He wished that old fuck would die off already..

But that was besides the point. When he reached a certain spot in the crowd he looked around and his eyes widened. Hol Horse was not lying to him at all.

His Y/n was in the arms of that damned bastard of a Prince. He appeared to be telling her something, and she smiled in response to it. Pucci bumped into the back of Dio, peering behind him he saw what he saw and cleared his throat.

“Would you like me to go talk to her, My Lord?”

Dio was speechless, and appeared hurt?.. That was an emotion the Lord had not felt since his late mother passed, and that was years ago. So why was he so hurt seeing Y/n with another male?

She was just another servant he played around with, well she was playing hard to get that is. Much different than anyone who came before and after her.

Dio snapped back to reality and simply nodded to Pucci.

He was not going to let her fall through his fingers that easily.

—-(back to our beloved y/n)-----

You allowed yourself to be held by Prince Jotaro for a little longer as he told you more about his Kingdom.

He told you how he inherited the throne from his Grandfather, King Joseph, as his mother willingly gave up the throne to him. He explained how he had a great love for the ocean and that he often spent much time beside the shore.

“That sounds wonderful, I’ve never seen the ocean before..” You admit and the prince gives you a soft smile.

“Perhaps I could show you one day...it’s really beautiful...a really peaceful sight.” He responded and you nodded along.

Prince Jotaro seemed like a sweetheart. He was a bit on the quiet side, but listening to him it seemed like he really cared for his family a lot. He spoke of his citizens in a nice way and really seemed to enjoy ruling alongside his family.

You told him how you only had your mother, who was sickly and that’s how you ended up working under Dio. Jotaro chuckles as you told him that your mother wanted you to work for his family instead. “Well I can still arrange that...Your mother seems like she cares for you..” He says and you shake your head.

“I couldn’t your highness, you’re already helping me leave, that would be ask-”

“Miss Y/n. There you are.”

You turned your head to see Pucci, Dio’s right hand man walking up. You sigh and pull yourself from Jotaro’s warm embrace, turning to face him.

“Yes Pucci? Is there something you need?” You questioned, clearly annoyed that he interrupted the conversation with the prince.

“Lord Dio requests your presence.”

“Oh does he now?”

Pucci seemed taken aback by the snarky reply but shook his head, “Yes, He wants to see you now. It’s an urgent matter.”

You felt your anger bubbling up in your body and you felt yourself about to yell but Evan slid in between the two of you. “Pucci~ It’s been a while hasn’t it?” She quickly says, stepping directly in front of you. Pucci groaned at the bubbly girl.

“Move out the way Evan. My Lord requires his servants presence.”

“God, his servant? No addressing by first names? Or is that reserved for that little miss Olivia he’s been fucking huh?” She snarks, crossing her arms, earning a shocked expression from Pucci.

“How do you-"

His eyes quickly averted to yours and you glared back at him.

You knew everything.

“Because word gets around~. We all knew Dio was a lying, cheating, no good bastard but damn I didn’t think he was gonna hop on the pussy train that quickly."

Evan's vulgar words caught you off guard, but you snickered a bit seeing Pucci's shocked face and Prince Jotaro shaking his head.

"Ooo! Ooo! Wait! Or as it because Y/n wouldn’t sleep with him~? Or was it the fact that Y/n reminded him or dear 'ol Isabel~” She pressed, and that got a response from Pucci.

"Don't you dare mention that Broad in this estate ever again! She is nothing her!"

Evan only smirked at him loosing his cool and waved bye grabbing your hand.

“Anyways. Tell Dio if he wants to see Lady Y/n, it’ll have to be on her own terms~! Bye bye~”

Evan snatches you away with Prince Jotaro following close behind leaving a confused Pucci on the balcony. Evan was angrily muttering to herself as Jotaro walked along side her.

“Evan..calm down-”

“I AM CALM YOUR MAJESTY!”

“....”

“Sorry…i just fucking despise that blonde bitch and his dick riding subordinates.”

You chuckled at Evan’s angry as you were pulled through the crowd. Once you reached outside the grand ballroom, You were greeted by Mariah.

Mariah smiled at you, “Well, it seems you are acquainted with those two. What took so long?” Evan groaned.

“Enrico dickriding Pucci,” She barks before looking over at You. She then sighs before placing her hands on your shoulders.

"I can sense that you're not ready to go yet...are you Y/n?"

Jotaro speaks up from behind Evan. You looked over at him and sighed, "I-i want to...but I need answers..especially after seeing his reaction to Evan mentioning Isabel.."

Jotaro seems to look off to the side, "Yea..Izzy was really important to all of us."

Evan looks at you dead in the eyes, "We don't want you to become another her. God we don't want that. Isabel wanted answers too.."

"And she ended up six feet fucking under." Jotaro muttered.

Evan then lets go of your shoulders. "Me and Jotaro are staying here until you feel like it's safe enough to leave. I overheard your arguement with Olivia that Lord Dio wants to meet with you tonight..right?"

Mariah raises an eyebrow, "Y/n...why does he want to meet you?"

You look at Mariah, "He wants...He.." Evan pulls you into a hug and finished your sentence. "He want's to fuck her and use her since Olivia is mad at him right now."

"Are you seriou-"

“So you’re really gonna leave because Lord Dio doesn’t love you anymore?”

The four of you turned to see Olivia standing there, anger plastered on her face.

Evan nearly screamed at her, but Jotaro slammed a hand over her mouth before words could leave her lips.

You didn't look at her and Olivia just smirked at you.

“You’re pitiful, you know that Y/n. You’re mad that Lord Dio chose someone else, so you think running off to another kingdom will save your little emotions.” She insulted and then looked over at Mariah.

"The only reason Mariah is helping you is because you remind her of that whore of a best friend that died."

You looked over to Mariah who was now looking down at the ground. Evan got out of Jotaro’s grasp and put her hands around her best friend. “You shut your goddamn mouth whore!” She yelled at her, Olivia only laughed at Evan.

"You'll be just like her if you continue to chase after Dio." Jotaro spoke up, Olivia only rolled her eyes at his words.

“Gosh you’re all so pathetic. Have fun in the Joestar kingdom. You’re never gonna find another male who makes you feel like lord Dio made you.”

“You’re gonna spend the rest of your life chasing that high, chasing after that dream of feeling special to someone else and you’ll never get it. How can you feel special without him?”

You turned on your heel and moved to leave out, Evan following behind with Mariah. Jotaro soon followed behind you.

You chose to ignore her, because deep down you knew you were going to be special to someone again.

You didn’t want to follow her up because you knew her time was coming, she was gonna be replaced soon enough, and when that happened.

You hoped that you could be there so you could laugh at her failure.

Right now you needed to leave and clear your head, to really decide if it was worth it to get answers out of him.

Olivia seemed upset that you turned your back on her, she growled and stomped her foot. “DON’T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME Y/N! YOU’LL NEVER BE ANYTHING TO ANYONE!!” She yelled out.

“YOU HEAR ME!? YOU’RE NOTHING!! YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ANYONE!!”

“YOU’RE NOTHING!!”

Olivia was left screaming at nothing as she watched you walk away with The Prince and his advisor. She let out a scream of frustration and ran back into the ball room.

Olivia walked over to her fellow maids and plopped down in her seat angrily. One of them, a kind girl named Rose, asked her what was wrong. “That bitch Y/n just left!” She snapped at her and Rose gasped.

“W-wait. What do you mean she left!?” Rose whisper/yelled, knowing that Vanilla Ice, who was standing close by could possibly hear.

But Olivia could care less at this moment, she was more mad at the fact you turned your back on her. How dare you turn your back on the future queen of this land!?

“She left. She was jealous of my relationship with Lord Dio and got all pissy and upset. She decided to leave with Prince Kujo”

“Prince Kujo? Man she’s lucky..” Another one of the maids said.

“Oh yea..very lucky, that man is so handsome and big..”

“Rumor has it he’s packing downstairs too!”

“Well it has to match the body!”

“Are you guys serious right now!? She just left Lord Dio!!” Olivia snapped again, this time catching the attention of Vanilla Ice.

One of the other maids shrugged, “And?”

“And?? What do you mean AND!?”

That same maid looked at all the others, “We all know Lord Dio is only going to choose one person, so why not leave for someone you know is going to have you as their number one instead number twelve?” She says and the others nod.

Olivia just scoffs and sits back in her seat, “You all have all lost your minds.” She muttered.

Vanilla Ice, who was listening in to their conversation and quickly went to Lord Dio, who had long gone to his quarters.

He could hear him yelling and tossing things about in his room from here so he knew that the news he had to tell him was not going to make things any better.

Opening the door, Vanilla saw Pucci standing beside Dio who was pissed to say the least. “My Lord.” Vanilla starts, and Dio looks at him. “What do you want, Vanilla? Can’t you see that I'm talking with Pucci?!” He barks and Vanilla utters out an apology before continuing.

“Yes My lord, I apologize, but it seems Miss Y/n has left the building.”

Dio froze in his spot. “Excuse me? She what?” He asked, coming closer to him. “She what!?” He yelled and Vanilla sighed. “I don’t know where she has gone, but I overheard some of the other maids talking about it.”

Dio slammed his fist into his dresser before letting out a loud yell, “Cancel this event! I want everyone out!” He orders and the two males nod before quickly leaving.

Dio runs a hand through his hair as a groan falls from his lips. How could he let you slip through his fingers so easily? You were his and his alone, no one else's.

He made sure that you had anything you wanted, that you were by his side 24/7. So why the hell were you gone?

Dio sits down on his bed and decides to make a plan, but while he’s thinking, his mind can’t help but go to the time where you first came to work for him…

It was about half a year ago when he first laid eyes on you. You were in a new line up servants brought to the castle. You were bright eyes and bushy tailed, never having a problem with following an order that he gave.’

Whenever he sent you out on errands you came back as fast as possible, always coming back with what he needed and more.

You never complained or was disrespectful to him, you were perfect.

Dio always had plans to pursue you from the moment he gazed upon you, he’d dream of having you beside him, being his wife/queen and only being his.

Dio was attracted to the way that you carried yourself, you didn’t fall for his advances so easily like many who came before you. You were humble and never asked for much from the male. And that was what drew Dio close to you.

Not only that, you reminded him of his dear Isabel.

So head strong...so disobedient. When all he wanted was to give her the world...

He could have any woman he wanted, he had daughters of many nobles waiting in line to be his wife, but he was chasing behind you, a lowly servant.

So to try and get a reaction out of you, he brought in Olivia, She was the daughter of a nobleman Dio did business with. Olivia was far from what Dio wanted in a woman, she was whiny, too clingy and wasn’t very helpful.

All she wanted was the title of queen, she was after the riches and nothing else. Dio knew this very well, and thinking that him having a relationship with her would make you jealous. He thought you would get possessive over him and come show everyone who he truly belonged too.

But he was wrong, that seemed to only chase you away from him. And the annoying bitch didn’t make it any better, rubbing it in her face, especially when word got out amongst servants that he had slept with her.

And how in the hell did that damned Joestar know!? His royal advisor better be lucky he wasn't there or else she would've been dead.

He was pacing back and forth when he heard the door creak open, he turned to see Rose, she was one of the older maids around here. She was practically shaking as if something had happened to her.

“Lord Dio, I have something to tell you.” She says, keeping her eyes glued to the floor.

“Speak then. Though I should punish you for entering unannounced.”

Rose let out a squeak of fear before answering.

“M-miss Y/n left with P-prince Jotaro…”

Dio stood up off his bed, the poor maid didn't even have time to react before Dio had a hand around her throat. She couldn't even scream as he was crushing her neck.

"SHE WHAT!?"

Rose could only scream in pain before he dropped her to the ground.

"Speak dammit!? My Y/n is where!?" He yelled and Rose's hand went to her throat, she cried as she backed up against the wall to get away from Dio's wrath.

"S-someone s-saw he leave with the Prince and his advisor! Olivia w-went to try and stop her...but she left..." She croaked out. She jumped in fear that Dio was going to hit her again but instead He yelled for Pucci.

The priest walked in to see Dio in a rage, and see Rose on the floor in pain.

Dio turned to Pucci and pointed.

"Search every part of this damned kingdom until my y/n is brought back to me."

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May or may not be continued..it was a fic idea i just had to get out of my head! But if you all enjoy it then I will continue it! For the next fic it'll be either Obey Me or another JJba one! Idk yet. Anyways, Hope you enjoyed~

evan out~!

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