#nightmare chica x reader
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Love you stuff man could do bendy Alice poppy nightmare chica and marinette with a ghost reader that can manipulate electronic stuff please =]
Alice,poppy,bendy,nightmare chica and marionnete/puppet x ghost reader who can interact with electronics
Eeeeee I'm very glad you enjoy my content!,of course I can!
Alice angel
Alice has been in the studio for a very long time so It wouldnt be surprising is she came across some ghosts
However it wasnt until she saw you interacting with a faulty projector that got her interest piqued
She cant do anything to you and dosnt see you as a threat,so shes relatively passive around you
As long as you dont pop up when shes doing something important than she dosnt mind your presence
She tells pity for you after finding out you. Cant interact with anything that isn't electronic/mechanical
You can also interact with lights etc
Sometimes you both scare intruders together,whilst you flicker the lights she scares the living daylight out of them
She adores having soft moments with you
Since you can fuck around with the projectors you have alot of movie dates
Poppy
Poppy also inhabits a place where ghost sightings probally arnt irregular
After the factory is abandoned and she's freed she finds many strange things happening
Like seeing you messing around in a room full of electronics,you made a boogie bot play never gonna give you up,a old computer blue screen,and currently screwing with an old peice of machinery
You give her alot of company,considering that fact your the ghost who's stayed around her the longest and she cant risk any of the other toys due to some obvious things.
She likes to watch you mess with electrical equipment in Hope's she can find out how you can do it
You sometimes possess a inactive boogie bot to stroll with her and talk,this way it gives you a somewhat solid form
It's also the only way she can interact with you when doing things like holding hand or hugging
Bendy
Since the studio is his realm theres not a very high chance he wouldnt know about the presence of a ghost
The first time he saw you he did try to attack you,no ghosts can interact with the electronics and machinery,so why can you?
Hes very confused and watches you from a far the majority of the time
If you leave a movie playing on a discarded projector he'll watch it through
Bendy at first dosnt want to approach you as he thinks that if he grows to bond and "like" you then he will become weak
Once eventually talking to you thought it's not to bad,its just the initial meeting goes horribly
Hes very rude at the start throwing insults or trying to bring you down,like you arnt already dead🙄
But once getting past that it's all good
He dosnt need to protect you because your dead so its 1 less problem for him
He likes watching short films or horros,he cant sit still for extremly long movies,he prefers it short and action packed.
He likes giving you different things around the studio to see what you can and cant manipulate
Nightmare chica
She trys to hunt kids and kill them,so ghosts are expected
She dosnt expect to see you messing around with CCs toys and making him cry,she hadnt even attacked yet
You dislike her apon first meeting,you played with the toys to scare the child not kill him,these animatronics were doing the opposite of what you were
After learning their intentions you mess with stuff around the house,one time accidentally waking up the parents
You eventually talk it out,but that's only after a loooonnnnngggg time of back and forth
She will ask on the odd occasion if you can help scare the kid,whether you do or not is up to you though
Will watch TV with u if theres a good program on etc
You can prank the other nightmares by controlling them to,works 9/10
If you can take on a terrifying form she will 200% ask you to scare kids with it,and to just show her in general
You both make cupcakes together and she eats them,how?🤷♀️
Marionette/puppet
Shes dealt with souls/ghosts before but has never seen one that can manipulate electronics
Shes very intrigued
Due to her usually calm nature you both get along amazingly
Sometimes you play a prank ok the guard and make the prize corners camera go staticy,good luck nightguard
If she finds a spare suit shell ask you if you want to possess it
You like to mess around with the lights during and show and even one time made Toy Bonnie's guitar go out of tune,the show that he played later didnt go very well
You fuck around with the night guards monitor and camera alot,sometimes even turning off the office lights
Marionette likes to give little gifts to you and even has a little corner in her box designated for you
After hours hanging out
I apologize that this is so short I wasnt a whole lot sure what to do
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hii! um if you're still doing those ship requests, please could you maybe do nightmare chica x y/n?? please and thank you!!<3
OOO GOOD CHOICE!!!!! I almost never see any ship art of the Nightmares!!!!
#Nightmare Chica#Nightmare Chica x Y/N#Nightmare Chica x Reader#Five Nights at Freddy's#FNaF#FNaF 4#Five Nights at Freddy's 4#MyArt#Request#Clownie honks#asks#//This is also my first time drawing her!!!! I need to draw more nightmares :o)
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When Samuel sees N. Chica
S: God mamacita, sit on my face
When Rocket sees N.Chica
R: My beautiful flower, let's escape together and get married
#x reader#scenarios#fnaf x reader#fnaf#fnaf 4 x reader#Nightmare chica x reader#five nights at freddy's
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Why would you want to leave?
Platonic Yandere Nightmare Chica x child reader
Warnings: platonic yandere, manipulation, kidnapping, death, female reader
You sat at the island in the kitchen watching Chica cook you breakfast. You had been here for about a month but it felt like forever. You missed your family and your old home. You weren’t even so posted to be here in the first place.
You remember how it all happened. Your older brother talked about having nightmares where giant animatronics were coming to kill him. Of course you just thought he was having bad dreams and it was nothing bad. Little did you know how wrong you were.
One night your brother had asked you if you wanted to make a blanket fort with him and sleep in it. “Its like camping but inside.” He told you. You had agreed thinking about how fun it would be. In the middle of the night you woke up to him running around.
You were about to ask him what he was doing when suddenly a giant fox thing jumped out of his closet and killed him. You covered your mouth and tried to hide in the fort as best you could. More giant animals walked into the room and started talking to each other. You were too scared to hear what they were saying. You looked up and made eye contact with the yellow bird one. It walked up to you and laughed. “Hello little one.”
Since then you have been in this strange house with the scare robots. Some of them ignored you while others, like Freedys kids, messed with you by trying to scare you. You quickly found out that the yellow bird is a chicken named Chica, and Chica wanted you to be hers. She would talk about how you would be the perfect daughter and dress you up in dresses she had stolen from other kids. You were to be always around her, which made it so the others didn’t mess with you as much. She would play with your hair and treat you like a doll.
You could hear her humming as she flipped the pancakes.
“Chica, I have a question.” You told her.
“What is it dear?” She asked. You knew she could sense your fear but it was to late now.
“I was just wondering if we could go outside today? It doesn’t have to be like going to the park or anything but maybe just the back yard?” You asked in a quiet voice, too afraid to look at her. She stopped what she was doing and looked up. She turned the stove off and put the pancake on a plate before turning to you.
“Now why would you want to go outside? Theres plenty of things to do inside you know.” She smiled at you but you could tell it was fake. She put the plate in front of you while saying, “And besides the outside world is a lot more dangerous. What kind of mother would I be if I just let you get hurt?” Mother? “No, no you're staying inside where it is safe.”
“Ya but if you come with me I’ll be safe and we can bring Freddy and his kids too.” She looked at you long and hard.
“Sweatheart, What did I just say?” You looked down at your lap.
“I know but,” She stood up and walked over to you. You couldn’t move, you were frozen.
“Look at me.” You did. She looked angry. “Why would you want to leave? Do you not think I’ve been nice enough!? Are you not grateful I saved you from that dangerous place!?” Her angry voice scared you.
“NO!” You shouted, “No, I don’t think that! I promise!” You told her. “I just wanted to play outside with you. I’m sorry.”
“Oh honey, its ok,” She hugged you tight, “Just finish your breakfast and we can watch a movie ok?” She nodded too scared to disagree. Once you finished she took your plate.
“Why don’t you go choose a move. Oh and one more thing,” She looked at you with a serious exspresion, “No more of this outside thing ok?”
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FNAF Funnies
Reader : Have you guys seen Joe the delivery guy?
Foxy : Yargh, I’ve seen no Joe!
Mangle : Wait, who’s Joe?
Reader : Joe Mama
Mangle :
Foxy :
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Credits to T Juchy for the scene below
Michael : YOU KILLED MY FATHER!
Springtrap : No, I am your father
Michael : What?!
Springtrap : WAIT NO UHH I’M PREGNANT AND YOU’RE THE FATHER
Michael : WHAT?!
Springtrap : WAIT UHH, YOU’RE PREGNANT AND I’M THE BABY
Michael : WHAT?!!
*Reader wondering what the f*ck is going on*
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Reader : Hey guys, who wants a Cheeze-it?
Nightmare Chica : . . .
Jack-O-Chica : . . .
*Both Chicas fighting like rabid dogs*
Reader : WAIT, CUT IT OUT. CUT IT OUT :(.
Reader : I JUST WANNA GIVE YOU GUYS A CHEEZE-IT :(
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I’ve been planning on making Reader’s backstory a bit since I saw the last post gain some good views, so I’ll just update y’all when I can.
#yandere fnaf#yandere fnaf ucn#yandere fnaf x reader#william afton#michael afton#nightmare chica#jack o chica#springtrap#foxy#mangle
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🧸Making friends with the Nightmares🧸
FNaF 4 x Reader
Characters: Nightmare Freddy (and Freddles), Nightmare Bonnie, Nightmare Chica, Nightmare Foxy, Nightmare Fredbear, Nightmare and Plushtrap
Nightmare Freddy
First of all he will try to understand why you want to be friends with him, this guy is very serious and violent and is also the father of three demonic children who will probably hate you if you and Nightmare Freddy become friends. At first this might be difficult, but over time Nightmare Freddy will get used to it and be closer to you, he would try to do as much as possible to be a great friend (and about the Freddles, they will also start to get used to it and like you). from you).
Nightmare Bonnie
He would be very confused and think a lot about this friendship, it turns out he doesn't consider himself "good at socializing and trying to meet new people" but at least he would try to be a good friend even though he doesn't know much about friendships.
Nightmare Chica
She will find it a little strange that you would like to be her friend, Nightmare Chica does not pleasant and bloodthirsty things and would wonder why you would want to be her friend, but over time she would show affectionate and protective behavior towards you, she will put an end to anyone who tries to provoke, disturb or mess with you (and I can't forget Nightmare Cupcake, he will be like a loving dog to you).
Nightmare Foxy
Nightmare Foxy REALLY doesn't understand these things like Nightmare Bonnie, he would move away from you if you asked him that, it's a bit complicated to become friends with him but if you can and he will behave like a friendly puppy who loves to play instead of an animal hostile :)
Plushtrap
He would let out a little laugh and agree to be your friend (Plushtrap's good side is that he always wants to meet new people), but just try to be patient with him afterwards because he's a bit mischievous.
Nightmare Fredbear
He will look at you a little surprised and then he will laugh a little, but he would admire your courage for asking him that, at first your friendship with him will seem scary but time will pass and he will prove to be a great friend, he will love talking to you and defending you from anything.
Nightmare
Oh my God... this is going to be complicated let's say... Nightmare doesn't really like being close to people and has never tried to chat with someone (he's probably more scared than talking), but even though it's ALMOST difficult, it's possible to have friendship with this huge grumpy bear. He won't want to talk to you and will probably try to scare you so you stop trying to get close to him, but time passes and he gets used to you and he'll even start to like you (but he won't reveal it). He will take this friendship very seriously and will protect you from anything (he will take it so seriously and will be very aggressive towards those who provoke you).
Another FNaF x Reader, after so many likes that the previous story had, I decided to do another story, I hope you like it💖
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Sanctuary of Nightmares PT11
Platonic SB x Child Reader
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A/n: well...it's been a hot minute hasn't it? Sorry to keep you all waiting, I'm sure many of you know by this point that I'm going through a real rough patch right now. But I did manange to finally finish and edit this chapter. So enjoy!
Dusk moved through the halls in quiet and panicked movements, their agility showed in their ability to jump and crawl into random nooks and crannies. The lights had gone out a few moments ago, making their rush to find you all that more anxiety-inducing, their thoughts wondering to what harm could become of you from walking alone in the darkness. However, despite their rush, they made sure to keep out of sight from the others that walked down the halls, always peeking around corners to ensure that it was empty and paying close attention to the sounds around them.
Neither of them saw the others very often in their daily lives, not that they hadn't tried to make acquaintances on more than a few occasions. Since the Bonnie incident though they had decided it best to keep their distance. Rumor said it was one of the four stars that had put Bonnie out of commission and if that was the case then the two of them wanted absolutely nothing to do with them. They had both preferred DJ anyway, even if seeing him was even more of a rarity.
Their thoughts didn't stay on that long though as they continued through the many empty halls in search of their lost kid, eventually finding their way down to rockstar row. They rather despised this place, their attention caught by glowing signs and bright names that they were never given. How the stars had their own pods all over the plex to charge in, how they got to roam around and do as they pleased while the two were stuck in perpetually similar days, unable to leave that large bright room. Well, not entirely unable. Moon often left during the night. Sun was always too afraid to be caught-
They stopped, suddenly noticing a peculiarity they had just passed. They turned their heads back to the four rooms, trying to spot what had caught their attention.
'What is it?' Sun asked, confused as to why Moon seemed to find an interest in something Sun saw little to no change in.
'Roxy's curtains...They're closed' Moon finally pointed out, their eyes locking onto the peculiar sight.
'And...? Do you think Y/n's in there?!' Sun asked, panic taking over his tone as the two of them slowly stepped towards the room, still very aware of their surroundings, afraid that any of the others might spot them.
It wasn't like they weren't allowed to be out right now, they had been given permission by Vanessa after all. However they weren't quite sure the others had seen them like this before, not to mention that their mission at the moment wasn't what they had been assigned. Frankly they just wanted to keep you away from any of the others in fear that they might give you back to your parents tomorrow. Or maybe they'd realize Sun was the reason you were here and both of them would be decommissioned because of it. In short, they had every reason to hide and no reason to be seen.
'Maybe' Moon responded, both of them now standing at the purple curtain covering their view into the glass. However, just at the bottom there was a small window of dim purple light that peered through, a triangle space no bigger than a soda can held ajar by a most fortunately placed toy. Slowly leaning down they looked in through that window, their wires sparking with joy the moment their eyes landed on who sat inside.
They found you!
The first thing they spotted was your distressed state, your eyes looking around the shadowed room in quiet panic, though remaining sat on the floor with a plushy tightly held to your chest. Your fear sparked their own, their worry multiplying as they wonder what hell the narcissist of the four stars might have put you through. Seeing as you hadn't noticed them yet they decided the best way to get your attention was to quietly tap on the glass, hoping that the sound wouldn't attract others. It was enough for you to hear though, your eyes slowly falling to meet theirs.
They found you.
Was your only thought as horror went striking through your veins, your eyes widening at the terrifying glow. You quickly scooted away from the window though you only got so far before your back hit the cold metal of a door, a squeak of fear following after.
They stood, jingling following the movement as the bells on their feet gave little regard to any previous attempts as silence. They made their way to the door, quickly pulling and pushing on it. But no matter what way they tried the door didn't budge. It did nothing but further grow your fear.
"[Sunflower] [Lamb] hurt?! [Okay] [Alright]!?" Their voices melded into a whispered yell as words overlapped and glitched through one another. Their voice was a horrifying sound in their panicked state, instilling the discomfort of tv static.
"It's okay! Us! Us. There's no need to be [scared][frightened]" they continued to mess with the door, the clacking of their metal against it causing you to curl into a ball, afraid that they might make it through. After a few more moments they stopped, sudden silence falling over the room.
"Y/n?" They whispered, their voice quiet, almost calm. You felt your stomach sink at the name. You held your plush tighter, hoping that they would stop.
"Scared...dark? Or...I-I-Is it uh-uh-us?" their voice glitched further, though a strange tone had fallen in it. A tone that caught your attention with its almost sad quality. You remained silent.
"It's us?" They asked again, to which you once again said nothing. That was response enough though.
"We're sorry...we didn't mean-mean to. We were...sc-sc-scared too! We thought you were hurt! That someone-someone hurt...Sorry. So so sorry little starlight" they apologized profusely, followed by what you best described as robotic crying, a sound you wouldn't have ever thought was possible.
You were frozen now in not only fear but shock. You almost couldn't comprehend the strangeness of that sound, to hear it come from someone other than yourself. It was almost surreal. But was it what you thought it was? Or was it just a strange sound they were making? It sure sounded like crying, but it was hard to tell. Either way, you felt guilt slowly start to soak in at the thought that you had somehow greatly upset them, even as terror still built in your system.
So you stayed in silent indecision for a while, unsure what to do now. When it didn't go away you slowly stood up, your feet hesitant as they began to move, the weight of your body as you approached almost too much to take so much as a single step. You held your plushy tighter, hoping it would give you some comfort.
You soon stood next to the door, pressing your ear against it, hoping maybe you were wrong, maybe they were fine, maybe you had mistaken a sound of anger for a sound of sadness. However, all listening closer did was solidify that you hadn't heard it wrong.
You made someone cry.
You had never heard someone else cry before, let alone been the reason for it. You feel your guilt grow, the thought now resting in your mind. It was your fault. Your fault, your fault. You really were such a horrible child. Such a selfish brat. Your fault, your fault.
Your hand began to slowly rise, hesitating right above the door handle. You felt fear still dwell within you, though your guilt was slowly outweighing it. Despite how terrifying the new bot was, you hadn't meant to hurt it.
So, being a child unaware of the true dangers of this place, you turned the door handle and cracked open the door, not having given much thought to anything other than your guilty conscience.
On the other side, sitting in a curled-up position, was what had terrified the life out of you only a few moments ago. Their mechanical muffled sobs continued as they remained oblivious of you at the door. You didn't move for another moment, assessing whether or not what you heard was real. After which you quickly deduced that they were very genuine in their crackling sounds of sadness. So you slowly opened the door a little more, trying not to trigger any sudden movements from them. Once the door was fully open, and you stood a few inches away, you finally spoke.
"Sorry" You spoke in almost a whisper, their head popping up to turn towards you, one of their eyes glowing a swirling red. They stared in stunned silence for a moment, no movement made between the two of you.
In a split second they grabbed you, pulling you into their four arms before you even had a moment to register it.
"You're safe you're safe you're safe" they repeated in a crackled whisper, their sudden hug tight but not bone-crushing. You didn't dare move, your eyes wide with shock as confusion and fear were written on your features. After a few seconds they pulled away ever so slightly, two of their hands holding your face while the other two continued to hug you. They began to turn your head in every which direction, looking for further injuries.
"Hurt?" They asked simply, the once red glow of one of their eyes turning to a light shade of purple. You shook your head, their shoulders falling as you did. After that they seemed to relax some of their previous spastic movements.
"So glad you're [okay][alright]. We thought you...you weren't safe" they spoke with a tone of relieved worry as you began to calm a little more. They hadn't hurt you yet, hadn't even tried to. And as you stared longer you began to see the previous parts of the two that had calmed you when you first got here. Though their forms melded they remained familiar, at least enough for you to recognize that they were the same from before. This realization allowed you to remember the kindness the two had shown you, which made you feel all the worse for having made them cry. There was a short silence for a moment before their attention suddenly turned away from you and began to look around.
"It's not safe here. Not with [them][the others]" they spoke before swiftly standing up, you still in their arms. You clung on tightly, afraid that you might fall. Before you could really even get a word in they began walking, their long strides allowing for a faster speed than you could ever hope for with your tiny legs.
'Roxy did their hair' Moon's voice carried in their head, their eyes staring forward but occasionally glancing back at you.
'Yes, she did...does she do that a lot?' Sun asked, though his voice was quite a lot more cautious than Moon's.
'I don't think so...' was Moon's reply, which only further put Sun on edge. Why would she do that? Why were you left alone in her room? What was her motive? How did she even come into possession of you? Was she planning to bring you to Vanes-?
They froze, the clacking of familiar shoes approaching them. They turned every which direction, soon finding no safe place for them to hide whilst holding you. Usually they would just jump somewhere high up, or dive into a dark corner. However those options weren't viable with you in tow. So, thinking as quickly as they could, they spun and hid you behind them with two of their arms, holding a finger to their mouth in a shushing motion. They then quickly spun back around, taking only a few steps before Vanessa came into view. She perked up upon seeing them, though what caught their attention more was the thing that lay unconscious in her arms.
"You found [it] [him]?" They spoke with an inflection of a question, even if it was obvious. She smiled, almost proudly, at the declaration.
"Yep. Caught him just as he was heading down the elevator. Do you know where Chica is?" She asked, skipping over any conversation and moving straight to what was on her mind. They only thought a moment before shaking their head, her proud smile falling quickly with the response. She let out a huff, swiftly moving past them, their body turning with her pace to keep you hidden.
It was in this swift moment that you caught a glimpse of what was in her arms, your eyes widening upon seeing Gregory. Your first thought was that he was hurt, your second was that she had hurt him. Your mind went back to earlier and his hesitance to seek her help at all. You quickly learned that this must be why.
Vanessa went back to grumbling as she walked off, very annoyed at not having found the bird-like animatronic. Dusk took that as their cue to leave, backing away until they were far enough out of sight to turn around, placing you back in front of them.
They were left shocked upon seeing your tear-filled eyes, your head peering in the direction Vanessa had gone. They went back into panic mode again, your tears causing them great distress.
"Crying? Wh-Why crying!" Their voice box glitched a little as they addressed your state. You looked up to them, fear evident in your eyes, though not because of them. Rather the thought that your new friend might even be dead.
"He...He was my friend" you softly spoke through a choked voice. They became confused for a moment, unsure of what you were referring to. That was until they walked back the previous moments, drawing the only conclusion they could, even if it was one they hardly believed.
'Are they talking about the lost child?' Sun asked, a question that manifested a confused feeling from Moon that both of them felt.
'Lost child? You mean the thing that Vanessa was carrying?' Moon asked, another wave of confusion running through them.
'That was a child...wasn't it?" Sun, now thoroughly bewildered, asked Moon.
'No, that was anything but a child. It was dangerous. It snuck in during the day, my security measures told me to disassemble it' Moon explained in a precise tone, one full of conviction. Sun, not having these security measures, was inclined to believe Moon. After all, the boy- er uh- thing, had caused him great strife earlier tonight. It wouldn't be too far to say that it was dangerous to those that weren't made of metal.
'but it looked like a child...' Sun only half-heartedly argued, his conviction in his prior belief having weaned incredibly.
'It was made to bypass our security measures. It failed' Moon's words made sense. After all, they were some of the most advanced animatronics and the company had been rather strict about constantly updating and improving their security.
"You mean what Venessa was holding?" They asked you, you gave a nod as you tightly held your Roxy plush. They didn't quite like that you had kept the stuffed toy, though they also weren't about to take it from you.
"[Sunflower] [little lamb], that wasn't a child. It was dangerous" they tried to explain, though that only caused confusion to fall on your face. They stepped into the elevator before trying to explain it better.
"It was made to look like a child, but it is dangerous. It has caused a lot of problems" they continued, which only earned a further confused look to grow on our face.
Dangerous? Gregory hadn't been dangerous! He had helped you!
Well...he did kind of put you both in trouble with Roxy. And he had tried to get you to go back into the vents- but that- that wasn't...
He wasn't trying to get you hurt was he-?
You felt the pressure of two cold thumbs across your cheeks, only now realizing that tears had started to fall down your face. Despite their immovable facial features, you could tell that they were quite upset to see you crying. At least that's what you assumed when they had gone to wipe away your tears.
"Just stay close to us" they asked, their tone softer than before. Despite your previous terror in their presence, you felt safe with them. It felt nice to have someone hold you as you cried, even with how surreal it was. It felt-...
It felt like everything might just be okay...
So you nodded, hoping that the world would remain calm, if only for a little while longer.
It was then that the elevator doors clicked open, their feet stepping outside before they froze in place. Confused as to why they had suddenly stopped, you turned to where their eyes now stared, only to come face to face with the famous bird themed animatronic known as Chica. She stood with a pizza in hand, another pizza falling out of her mouth, and her eyes locked onto the strange scene in front of her. No one moved for a moment, your breath held in your throat at the suddenly tense scene, though you had no clue why they seemed to find the other so strange. That was until Chica broke the sudden silence with a yell.
"Who are you!?!?"
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Markiplier x Teen!Adopted!Daughter!Reader - I'm Right Here
(Part 2 of “Take Your Time”)
Requested by: daysgobyinhereyes
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(Y/n)’s POV)
Looking around, everything was blurry and white. I couldn’t understand where I was or what was happening. Sirens sounded from far away and blue and red colored lights started to appear in the distance. Concerned and muffled voices spoke outside of the white wall that obscured my vision.
I couldn’t understand them, but I could tell they were just as afraid as I was, though I didn’t know why.
Three blurry figures rose beside me, their voices concerned but inaudible to me. They turned to me, seemingly wondering what I thought of the situation. I didn’t reply and only stared at them, wondering who they were. They were small childlike beings with no discernible traits other than different sizes of hair that blended in with their figures. From what I could somewhat see, I assumed there were two boys and one girl in this place with me.
The white wall suddenly opened, the sound of a zipper present as a new figure appeared in my sight. “We need to go.” The figure spoke, her voice echoey and muffled. I was finally able to recognize her as female. She motioned for us to follow her, and we all got up and left the room, now revealed to be a tent. The blurry woman urged us forward and I struggled to keep up with her and the others.
I heard shouts behind us and I looked back in time to see a blinding light overwhelm my eyesight. I tripped over something in front of me and I was quickly grabbed by someone who ran behind me. Upon hearing my cry of alarm, the blurry woman halted, and her eyes widened, seemingly not knowing what to do. Then with a soft, “I’m sorry”, she disappeared into the woods with the other three. I cried out for her with my own inaudible voice before I was quickly dragged backward, the light once again overtaking my vision.
I awoke with a start, a small yelp of alarm escaping my mouth. I was back in my room at Mark’s house. I put a hand over my racing heart but was shocked to see it shaking. ‘A nightmare..’ I thought, my breathing slowing down to an appropriate pace. ‘I can’t accurately remember the last time I had one of those.’
I heard footsteps coming down the hallway and my door opened to reveal a panicked Markiplier standing in the entrance. “(Y/n), are you okay? I heard you yell.” I blushed in embarrassment. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just.. had a nightmare, that’s all.” Mark came closer and sat on the edge of my bed. “Do you want to talk about it, kiddo?”
I looked at him, the dark circles under his eyes noticeable even in the dark room we were in. “If I’m being honest, I’m not entirely sure what it was about, so talking about it probably wouldn’t help. Sorry..” As I said this, I looked over at the clock. I frowned, realizing it read one in the morning.
Mark nodded, covering his mouth as he yawned, “Alright. Remember that I’m here if you want to talk.” I nodded and he leaned over, giving me a warm hug. I returned the gesture after a moment of hesitation and he left the room, closing the door behind him.
I looked down again, the guilt of bothering him sending an uncomfortable chill down my spine. Mark had been so busy these past few days, and I felt awful that I just seemed to be another problem interrupting his work. That new interactive adventure he was working on, as exciting as the concept was, it took a toll on him, whether he acknowledged it or not. Laying down and closing my eyes once more, I prayed that there wouldn’t be any more nightmares waiting for me in the dreamscape.
(Time skip a few weeks later)
There hadn’t been any nightmares since that night, but the memory still remained. I tried not to let it bother me, but the unanswered questions in my mind were driving me nuts. Who were those other people? Why did the police show up? What grabbed me in the darkness? Why did the woman leave? Why did they look familiar? Unfortunately, I didn’t have and could find the answers to any of these queries.
Mark, by this point, had finally finished the script for “In Space With Markiplier” and was able to focus on regaining a normal sleep schedule and making up for lost time with Chica and I. It was fun to see him outside of his office after such a long time, but even so, I felt bad about all the times I had interrupted him during the writing process of his big project. He probably would’ve been out quicker if it wasn’t for me.
I shook my head, trying to get those kinds of words out. “Stop being so stupid, you don’t know what would or wouldn’t have happened so stop blaming yourself.” I thought, my eyes rolling in annoyance at the sheer (Y/n)-ness my thoughts had turned into for a second. Mark had told me before that he didn’t mind taking small breaks, even if it was to check up on me. He had even said that if I hadn’t woken up from the nightmare, he might’ve pulled an all-nighter and forgotten to sleep at all. It turns out that he had realized how tired he was and had gone to bed soon after making sure I was okay.
Chica walked over to me, her tail wagging happily as I gently scratched behind her floppy ear. “I know that you missed dad too, didn’t you, Chica-Beeka? Aren’t you glad he’s done writing that long video script?” I said in a goofy voice and as I knelt down, she started to lick my face in reply. “Ack! No!! Stop!! Back you foul beast!!” Chica knocked me over as she continued her merciless assault. I played dead but instead of just stopping or finding Mark, she just plopped down on top of me with a tired huff.
Mark, who had just entered the room, got to witness this interaction and started laughing his butt off. “FATHER!!” I cried, my voice muffled from underneath the floof. “HELP ME!”
“What?”
“HELP ME!”
“Sorry, I can’t understand you. What?”
“I said, help me!”
“Stinky feet? You dare insult our dearest Chica by saying that she has stinky feet? For shame, (Y/n). For shame. As punishment you shall have to stay under your furry prison until it decides to move.”
“TRAITOR!!!”
“Fare thee well, daughter. I goeth to play the things known as “Video Games”.” Mark said dramatically and I managed to get my head out from underneath Chica, watching him start to leave the room. “Beeka? You want a treat?” The golden retriever stood up immediately and bounded off toward the kitchen. Mark looked back at me with a playful pout. “You’re no fun.”
“You’re the one who left me to die.” I said with an equally playful yet sassy tone. “That’s it, young lady, you’re in trouble now.” said my dad, who ran toward me as I tried to follow our dog. “NOOOOO!!!” He caught me in his arms and we tumbled to the floor as he started ferociously tickling me. I could hardly breathe as I laughed, and his own goofy laughter only added to the hilarity.
When Mark finally stopped, I started to catch my breath and I looked up at him, seeing his smiling face. “I am so glad I adopted you.” He murmured softly, helping me up and giving me a warm hug. Chica came back from the kitchen, curious about the commotion and bothered by her lack of treats. Upon seeing the family cuddles, she jumped in between us, wagging her tail and effectively hitting Mark and I in the face a bunch of times.
“Agh no! She’s too good! Chica! You’re too good!” Mark cried out, coughing to get rid of the stray dog hairs that had invaded his mouth. I had begun laughing again, my mind blissfully distracted for a bit as I watched Chica begin her lick assault on my father. Quickly getting up from my position on the floor, I entered the kitchen and retrieved a dog treat. Chica, upon hearing the container open, came running to receive the long awaited goods.
Mark followed a few seconds after, first looking over at his dog munching away at the treat then at the stove top clock. “Ahh that was fun. Too bad It’s getting late. You ought to get to bed.” He commented, shifting his gaze back over to me. I nodded, recognizing that he was right. He gave me a hug and a pat on the back. “Sleep well, kiddo. You’ve got a big day tomorrow.” With that, I retired to my room.
- Start of Dream -
I once again opened my eyes to a blurry scene. It was slightly dark, but I could make out some shapes nearby. They were the same figures from before! They were gathered around what looked like a table, with me at the head. I heard two voices coming closer, singing a familiar tune. I looked over to see a slightly blurry cake with what looked like five candles being brought in by the two blurry adults.
“Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday, Dear (Y/n)! Happy Birthday to you!” They all sang, placing the cake in front of me. I had begun to smile, their faces becoming a bit clearer once I blew out the candles and some lights flipped on. The woman had black hair and pretty (e/c), the same eye color as mine. The man had tanish-gray hair and looked a bit older than the woman. He had bluish-gray eyes.
The younger figures were a bit closer so I looked at them next. The tallest looked to potentially be the oldest with dark brown hair and brown eyes. The second tallest had strawberry blonde hair and had a lot of freckles. His eyes were the same color as the woman’s. The last of the figures was quite a few inches smaller than the previous one. He had tanish-brown hair and the man’s blue-gray eyes which seemed to have a glow of mischief in them. But before I could fully process their faces, a loud noise sounded and I woke up.
- End of Dream -
I looked around my room, wondering what the cause of the disturbance was. Looking over toward my dresser, I noticed that a picture frame that had admittedly been in an unstable position had fallen over, thus making the loud noise. With an annoyed sigh, I looked over at my alarm clock, checking the time. “12:04 AM.” I thought, turning away from the device and closing my eyes.
“Happy Birthday to me..”
- timeskip -
It was in fact a big day and I had a blast. Mark, Amy, Ethan, Tyler, and I went to an amusement park and went to my favorite restaurant for dinner. When we got home, Mark and Amy surprised me with a delicious looking cake with the number 15 on it via two big number candles. They sang so nicely and I watched the flames on the candles burn. As they finished the song, I hesitantly blew out the candles as my vision suddenly went blurry. Mark placed a hand on my shoulder.
“Hey, are you okay? Why are you crying? Do you not like it?”
Tears? Is that what was obscuring my vision? I wiped them away but more kept coming. “I don’t understand.. I’m so happy, so why am I crying?”
The Happy Birthday song rang in my ears, the voices of the people in my dream singing along. I let out a small laugh. How silly of me to get so emotional over a little thing like this. “Thank you both so much for this. I can’t even begin to tell you how much it means to me.” I didn’t lie. I didn’t know how to tell them, and I didn’t even understand why.
Mark and Amy gave me a big hug and I relished in the affection. I don’t know if they knew this, but it was exactly what I needed at that moment. I already saw Amy as my mother-figure and Mark was my dad, so in that moment it was like we were a real family. “I love you guys..” I murmured softly and they smiled, Amy wiping away one of my stray tears. “We love you too.”
Later that night, Amy had gone home and Mark came to check up on me when I was already in bed. “Hey, kiddo. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” I nodded and smiled at him, sitting up in bed. “Yeah, I’m fine.” He frowned slightly. “Are you sure? I mean, it’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that I’m a bit worried because you started crying earlier.” I realized what was bothering him and I climbed out of bed and quickly hugged him.
“Dad! I promise I’m okay! I just got a bit emotional. That’s all.” Mark nodded and hugged me back. “D-do you want to talk about it?” I frowned a little and I looked down, but knew that it might help to talk it out. It usually does. “I.. have been having dreams lately..” Mark led me to my bed and sat next to me. “What are they about?”
“I keep dreaming of some family I don’t think I’ve ever met before..” Mark’s eyes widened slightly and he looked at me. His eyes looked a bit worried though his face looked curious. “What.. What do you dream about them?” I frowned and looked down. “The first time, it was them being chased down by the police and I got taken away from them.. The next time, this morning actually, they were celebrating my birthday and singing to me. I don’t know if that’s why I got emotional when you and Amy sang, but.. It’s what happened..”
Mark hugged me close and I could hear his heartbeat. It was faster than normal. “I’m so sorry. Do these dreams bother you at all?” I nodded slightly. “A little bit.. I don’t remember these people at all, but they feel so familiar to me. I don’t know how to feel when I have one of these dreams.” Mark gently rubbed my back and his voice was slightly hesitant as he spoke. “Is it possible.. Um.. is it possible these dreams aren’t actually dreams?”
I looked up at him, “What?” Mark looked away, almost seeming nervous. “I’ve read, and have heard, that sometimes dreams can actually be suppressed memories.. So.. that family..” My eyes widened, “They might be, like, my biological family?” Mark nodded, but his eyes looked sad. “Yeah.” He looked at me again. “Do you remember anything before you were put in the orphanage? Any people or events?” I shook my head. “No.. I don’t really remember much if anything from before my time as an orphan. I don’t even know how I got there.”
Mark nodded and took a deep breath. “If.. if it wouldn’t bother you, could you tell me about that first dream of yours? The one about the police?” I frowned and looked away and he panicked. “It’s okay if you don’t want to! I don’t want to force you into anything!” I shook my head and smiled at him reassuringly. “No no! It’s not that. I do want to tell you, it’s just that.. It was a weird dream and I’m still processing this theory of ours.”
Mark nodded and I took a deep breath before starting to talk again. “We were in a forest. It was night time and I assume we were in a tent. There were three other kids in the tent with me. Red and Blue lights came and all of us kids were forced to run into the woods with a woman. I tripped and the woman left me behind, taking the other three with her while I was suddenly dragged backwards. That’s when I woke up.”
Mark was silent for a minute as he processed the information I had given him. He then frowned. “I think, if that was actually a memory of yours, that was how you were taken away from your parents. I suspect that’s also why you start panicking when you think you’ve been left behind. You were traumatized by that woman, your mother, abandoning you when you were younger.” I blinked. He was right. There was no other real explanation for my fear that made sense for me. I looked at Mark. “But then why did she abandon me? I assume the red and blue lights were police lights, but if that was the case, why did she run? Was she a criminal or something?”
Both of us said nothing before he spoke up. “I.. don’t have a solid answer for you. I’d hate to think that was the real reason police would show up to a campsite like that, but.. It’s a possibility.” I sighed softly but then smiled at him. “Well then, I guess I got an upgrade parental wise.” Mark couldn’t help but smile and he hugged me. “I love you, kiddo.”
“I love you too.” I murmured, hugging him back with a smile. Mark looked at the clock and sighed. “Alright. As much as I love talking to you, it’s gotten a bit late and I don’t know about you, but I’m a bit tired from all the fun we had today.” Right on cue, I yawned and Mark laughed. “I knew it!” I couldn’t help but giggle when he said that. “Alright.. Do you feel better now?”
I nodded and he gave my hand three squeezes. I Love You.
I squeezed back four times. I Love You Too.
Smiling, he got up off of the bed. “Alright then. Have a good night. Sleep well, (Y/n).” I smiled up at him. “You too, dad.” She smiled and nodded, walking out of the room with a final look back, speaking once more before leaving. “Happy Birthday.” When he was finally gone I frowned and looked down. The conversation we just had weighed slightly on my mind. What Mark said made sense, but it was a little difficult for me to wrap my head around. The logic was there, but I wanted more answers. I didn’t want “what ifs”, I’d prefer to have the entire story.
But I couldn’t.
I didn’t know where my biological family was. I didn’t know why they left nor why the police were there. It shouldn’t concern me as much as it was, but I understood that maybe there were some things that would have to remain unknown. With a sigh, I tucked myself in and closed my eyes, falling into a dreamless sleep.
(timeskip)
It had been three months since my birthday, and that was the last time I had one of those dreams. Life had been very good, and the concepts Mark and I talked about that night didn’t really bother me anymore. Right now, I was laughing with him about the stupidity that ensued during his latest charity live-stream. He and the other guys had made a ton of meals that were to be donated to a charity food pantry. We were there now, dropping it off.
“I got so worried when Ethan almost dropped that whole bowl of dough, but did you see the way it flipped??” I laughed as Mark recounted a hilarious moment when Ethan ended up flipping a bowl of pasta dough and catching it after he almost dropped it to the floor. “I know right? The chat was going crazy!” We continued talking as we finished placing the food in the pantry and my laughter died down as I looked to my side and I spotted a man and a woman receiving some food from the pantry workers.
No.. It couldn’t be. Could it?
It was them, albeit a bit older, but I’d recognize them anywhere. They were the man and woman from my dream memories. Mark noticed my distractedness and followed my gaze, his eyes found the man and woman and he looked back at me. “Do you know them?” I frowned but didn’t take my eyes off of them. “From my dream.. It’s them.” Mark’s eyes widened and he looked back at the man and woman.
The woman suddenly looked in our direction and her eyes widened. I nervously looked away, fearing that I had creeped her out. Mark asked if I wanted to talk to her and I wasn’t sure what to say. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and when I looked in it’s direction, I saw the woman. “Excuse me,” she spoke, her voice tender and gentle, as if talking to a child, which in a way, she was. “What’s your name?”
I took a shaky breath and looked toward Mark who just nodded and looked away. He wouldn’t look at me. “I’m.. My name is (Y/n). What’s yours?” The woman’s eyes widened again and they began to brim with tears. “It’s you.. It’s really you, isn’t it?” I felt myself getting emotional as well, but tried to hide it. “Do I know you? I feel as though I do, but I’m not entirely sure.”
“(F/n), come here! She’s here! We’ve found our (Y/n)!” The man came over and his eyes widened. “My dear, are you sure?” I looked back over at Mark to see him busy himself on his phone, his foot tapping against the ground slightly. I didn’t know what to do. “I’ve been having dreams.. About you two and three other kids. Or at least, people who looked like you.” The man and woman smiled kindly. “Your brothers and sister. Yes.. they are real.”
I looked down, not sure where to begin. The woman, my mother, moved to hug me but I instinctively took a step back. “H-hold on a second. Then if those dreams were actually memories, then I have questions that need answered.” The woman stopped and the man put his arm around her, nodding. I took a deep breath and began.
“I-In the forest.. We were in a tent, and the police showed up. Why? Are you two..” I trailed off for a moment, worried about continuing this train of thought. “Criminals?” My father looked away and frowned and my mother shook her head. “No. We weren’t… not really.” She trailed off looking a bit guilty. “Then why were the police showing up at the campsite?”
“We were.. Behind on a lot of payments and we had already gotten a notice.. We struggled to get enough money to pay our debt off, but it wasn’t enough and the IRS sent the police after us. They were sent to bring you and your siblings to the orphanage that you no doubt were sent to after you were taken.” My father spoke up and I frowned. “Which brings up another question. Why was I the only one left behind to be taken away?”
My mother looked incredibly sad as she voiced the reason. “You tripped and fell. If I stopped to pick you up, then your brothers and sister would be taken too. I couldn’t risk it so, regretfully, I had to leave you behind. I didn’t want to, I promise you that. My heart broke when the officer caught you and I was forced to run.” My eyes filled with tears and I nodded in understanding. As much as it hurt to know the truth that I had to be “sacrificed” for the good of the majority, I also was glad it happened. After all, if I wasn’t taken away, I likely wouldn’t have met Mark.
“As much as I hate that it happened that way, mainly because it gave me some.. issues, I’m happy to know the full story. I’m glad I finally got to meet you two.” The smiles that graced their faces brought an amazing amount of joy to my heart and I couldn’t help but smile back. I didn’t lie either. I really was happy to meet my biological parents. Then their next words made my smile vanish and my heart nearly stop.
“Do you.. Want to live with us again?” My eyes went wide. “W-what?” My father spoke up. “We’re better off now. We’re not the most wealthy people out there, but we’re able to stand on our own two feet so that’s good enough. We can finally support our family and we’d like you to join us.” My head was spinning with the force of this question. They looked so hopeful that I would say yes. I looked back at Mark, wondering how he was reacting to this. He was still on his phone, but I could see that something was wrong with him.
He was upset, but was trying not to show it.
I turned back to my parents and spoke up. “Listen.. You both are so sweet and I’m happy to have met you, but..” I looked away, trailing off. My mother looked a little upset by my answer but smiled in understanding. “That man over there.. He’s your guardian, isn’t he?” She guessed correctly and I smiled a little, nodding. “I only just met you two.. I can’t just abandon him for people who are essentially strangers to me.” I could hear a slight gasp from behind me and I knew that Mark heard me. “But hey,” I continued, taking out my phone. “Let’s keep in touch.”
That brought a smile to my mother’s face and we exchanged numbers. “I’ll see you both around, right?” They nodded and upon seeing their anxious looks, I gave them both hugs. “Until we meet again.” I murmured, smiling at them before turning and quickly going to Mark’s side. “Are you ready to go?” He nodded and as we started walking back to the car, he spoke up again.
“Are.. are you sure about your decision? I mean, they’re your real family.” His eyes were slightly filled with tears as I looked at him and I wrapped my arm around his torso in a side hug, smiling up at him. “What are you talking about? Yeah, they were my first family, but you’re my new family. You saved me from the orphanage and you helped me overcome a lot of my social anxieties. Do you hear me right now? I don’t stutter now. I can talk to people normally, and that’s thanks to you. You’re my dad, Mark, and I love you.”
Mark couldn’t stop the tears from falling as he hugged me and I hugged him back. “I love you too.. So much.. Is it selfish to say that I was scared that you would go with them?” I shook my head and grinned at him. “No, not at all. But you don’t need to worry anymore.” I gently squeezed his hand three times. “I’m right here.” Mark smiles, tears rolling down his cheeks as I led him to the car, both of us finally ready to go home, together.
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Okay, so Tumblr is a bitch again. First, I got issues posting stuff normaly and now, I can't upload things from my drafts???
Like, I worked on a request and now I can't upload it? Why the fuck? I am sorry for the anon who requested this but here it is (I am also sorry for being absent again):
HELLO! I rlly like how you write for the FNAF Nightmares, so may I request the nightmares reacting to the reader like, caring for them? Like giving them food,(if they can even eat) offering to clean them, and such. Please and thank you! <3
This was the request and here is the headcanon for it! I hope you guys like it!
How the Nightmare Animatronics react if a human cares about them:
Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy's 4
Characters: Nightmare Animatronics
TW: Not proof read, swear words, mentions of blood etc
Let's start with the question about if they can eat.
To make it short: No, they cannot eat in the way a normal human can. Their Animatronic bodies aren't made to digest food like we do. But, if they have a human form, then they can. Not that they need to, tho.
Nightmare Bonnie:
Okay, so first of, congratulation that you aren't dead, yet. Nightmare Bonnie is, like almost every Bonnie, more on the aggressive side. He is also the cruelest one of all the existing Bonnies.
I should also clarify that all the Nightmare Animatronics are huge. Like, really huge. You thought the normal ones are huge? Then imagine them double the size (I still don't know how they fit through doors sometimes, but maybe sideways lol).
Alright, back to the main issue. So, one of the humans in the family they hunt got closer to them.
At first, Nightmare Bonnie thought they were complete idiots and honestly, no offense there. Who would even try to get closer to killer Animatronics?
So, imagine the reaction of Nightmare Bonnie when they offered to wash him. Because he reeks? And is dirty? Like, duh. He is killing people, ripping them apart and what not. Sure he is reeking and dirty. Heck, he is even halfway apart at some parts of his Body.
The first time they offered he just stared at them. His eyes unblinking. A few twitches here and there from his head before he went back into the darkness of the house. The human calling after him.
This happened the next times they offered. He was a bit weirded out. It was something different than the normal reactions he got. The Animatronic was uncertain what he should do now. The human certainly is stubborn and it also seems like they managed to get closer to the rest of the group.
After he continue to refuse the bath, they tried to offer him food and other things like, repairing them. As if he needs food or a repair. He is functional the way he is. Nightmare Bonnie would scoff at some point and be downright annoyed by the human.
Nightmare Chica:
Nightmare Chica is, to make it short, a bitch. Like Nightmare Bonnie, she was confused first. Like, really confused. What the hell does the human want? Why aren't they scared? They are about to die but they are offering a bath? And food?
Nightmare Chica will be offended if they say she reeks! It's not like it is a lie tho and she knows that, still, rude! She would be so mad about it that she would either increase her nightly visits and scared or she would not show up and just go on a full rampage in the kitchen. And with full rampage I mean full rampage. Not just a few thrown pots and pans. I talk about throwing the microwave at the oven and all. Hopefully they are rich because this, will be a new nightly issue.
She will calm down a while and the next time she is offered a bath, she would actually agree. But not with good intentions. Nightmare Chica will fully take advantage of the situation. Scaring the shit out of the human. Maybe cause a few injuries here and there, but nothing serious. She may be a bitch, but she hadn't had a bath in like forever and mayyyyybe she does enjoy it. Not that she would ever say this. But secretly, she does like getting a bit cared for. Unlike the other Animatronics like the Toy ones, the Nightmares only get coddled in their plushform but even their it is rare because most of the time, they are in possession of little kids and well, little kids aren't that careful most of the time.
Nightmare Foxy:
While Nightmare Foxy may appear as vicious and dangerous, which he is, he is more a overgrown dog sometimes.
Even Nightmare Foxy has enough at one point to get the closet shut in his face. He wants to get out of this damn thing. He growled loudly, fixing the door. He hears how the human is running around because of the others so he just waits till they forget him and than he jump them and finally, get out of this damn closet! But alas, the human, mistakes his growl for a rumbling stomach.
If he is hungry, they ask. Nightmare Foxy blinks at the door. Sure, he is hungry in a kind of way but not a way human food could still. Even if he is hungry, why would they offer him food when he wants to kill them? He gets curious. Wanting to know what they would offer. Maybe it would still his appetite? Curiosity gets the better of him and he slowly peeks out of the closet. Looking at the human who, in return, backed a few steps back. His huge claws opened the closet slowly, revealing his even taller frame. His head get out first, looking at the human who is holding food. They certainly meant it when they offered it. Foxy snatched the food from them. Eating it, even though it did nothing except maybe giving his inner circuits problems. They even offered him a bath! He did heard from Nightmare Chica, that she also got a bath. Maybe a bath wouldn't be bad? If even Nightmare Chica got one? It kinda sounds nice, so he did agree for a bath. Unlike Nightmare Chica, Nightmare Foxy would be sitting still, watching the human with curious eyes which would creep the shit out of them.
Nightmare Freddy:
Ah yes, Nightmare Freddy. More as often, the Freddy Animatronics are the leader of the group but this Group does not have a fixed leader. They are the most independent ones but he is able to subdue some a bit. His reaction to being cared about is a mix between Nightmare Bonnie and Nightmare Chica.
He agrees with Nightmare Bonnie, thinking the human isn't the most intelligent one. Trying to care about Killingmachines with no real emotions. Not that it would really safe them from the death that awaits them. It would only delay their death. He would be suspicious, not understanding their way of thinking. When Nightmare Chica and Nightmare Foxy let them do, what they offered, ending with Nightmare Foxy needing to get his stomach opened to clean the shit he ate, he considered to take advantage of the human to have a bit more fun before they kill them.
Here comes the part were he resembles Nightmare Chica.
He accepted their offer, to get their hopes up, just to crush them. In various ways. Hurting them, not moving, ignoring them. He actually enjoys the different facial expressions they made and the way the get mad, anxious or even frustrated with his behavior. But unlike Nightmare Chica, he wouldn't let the human get actually that close to his body. You never know if this isn't maybe a trick from them.
#Headcanon#x reader#five nights at freddy's#five nights at freddys x reader#Nightmare Bonnie#Nightmare Foxy#Nightmare Chica#Nightmare Freddy
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Song of Chaos || FNAF
After escaping a trap with a terrible back injury, Titanos finds herself lost in an uncharted forest. Trying to adapt to the new environment, one night she hears fighting noises on the other side of the forest, police cars, screams and dogs barking violently. Upon further investigation, she discovers a strange animatronic rabbit with two souls inside about to succumb to death.
In an act of compassion, she saves the animatronic and out of that interaction emerges a deep and unbreakable friendship. The animatronic who introduces himself as Springtrap, comes to her one day and invites her to meet her family, as they were starting to doubt her constant outings and he didn't want to hide his friendship from them.
Somewhat reluctantly, she agrees to meet them. He then takes her to a massive building, and Titanos meets not only many other lively and colorful animatronics like her killer friend, but also a species she never thought she would see on this planet: nightmares.
However, what really bothered her was the mysterious and chaotic King of Nightmares, Nightmare. What were those sparks that tingled inside her chest making her heart race whenever their eyes met or they touched each other? Could he be to her soul what her parents were to each other and she never thought she'd find?
𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞
𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬
#fnaf fanart#fnaf x reader#fnaf 4 x reader#fnaf security breach#five night at freddy's#nightmare#nightmare freddy#nightmare foxy#nightmare chica#nightmare bonnie#fredbear#nightmare fredbear#springtrap#william afton#purple guy#shadow freddy#golden freddy#horror#possessive#terror#darkness
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Run On: Fazbear Frights AU Master List!
Introduction : complete
Trails of Red featuring Nightmare Bonnie : Complete
Decay featuring Nightmare Foxy : Complete
Stardom featuring Nightmare Chica
Madness featuring Nightmare Freddy
The Cult featuring Springtrap
Implosion
FAQ
#fnaf x reader#fnaf#fnaf x y/n#x reader#toy chica#nightmare foxy#nightmare chica#nightmare bonnie#nightmare freddy#springtrap#michael afton
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Like the Chica one, can you do age regression reader with Asa :3c
Hi! Thank u for request! I wasn’t sure specifically what u wanted so I wrote a little snippet of an evening with Asa whilst regressed, I hope u like it!
Caregiver! Asa Emory x Little!Gn!reader
No warnings apply!
Requests are closed (will be open soon!)
Fluffy Socked feet bound down the hallway full force, giving Asa no time to react as you practically jumped onto him. The larger man lets out a wheeze of surprise but steady’s himself. “I’m glad to see you too baby, but what are we forgetting?” He chuckles and ruffles your hair.
“No running in the halls because daddy is lame” you drawl out in an uninterested tone. Asa scoffs.
“Not quite what I was going for but I’ll take it if it saves you from breaking your butt on my floor” he grins back at you softly. All you get is a “Hold on tight bug” before he scoops you into his arms, causing a squeal of delight and surprise. Your pyjama clad legs wiggle in retaliation but mostly excitement as you let yourself be carried to the table and plopped on the chair gently. Your caregiver takes the seat across from you.
“I’m going to get dinner started pet, if I let you sit here and watch can you be good for me and colour me something pretty for the fridge whilst we wait?” He proposes, eyes soft with affection.
You nod happily and make grabby hands at the paper and crayon set sprawled over the other end of the table from last night.
Rising from the table Asa slides the art supplies to you, placing a tender kiss on the crown of your head before pulling the pans he needs from the cupboard and getting started.
Tonight he’s cooking spaghetti, something simple you can manage when regressed and not too complex on the tastebuds, as much as he loves to show off his culinary skills and spoil you with impressive food, that isn’t what tonight is about. Besides you’ll probably have one handfull of pasta in your mouth and your eyes glued to bluey on the tv, it doesn’t need to be gormet.
After checking in on you a few times and praising your drawings dinner is ready to be served, Asa’s on one of his normal black plates and yours on a plastic zoo themed one with a divider to keep your foods from mixing. It’s a nightmare to wash up but he does have a soft spot for the little monkeys lining the edge.
Now settled at the table Asa chews forkfuls of his food whilst giving you little glances every so often to see how you’re coping. He knows you don’t like to be coddled all the time and want some independence so he’ll only step in if it looks like you’re struggling.
After a few minutes of watching the spaghetti slide off your fork and you groaning in defeat he decides to offer some support.
“Would you like daddy to do it for you bug? I know spaghetti can be pretty tricky for kids as little as you.”
You nod, face red but grateful for the help none the less, at this rate the food would’ve been cold before you got halfway through it.
Sliding into the chair next to you Asa takes your plastic handled fork and twirls a helping of the spaghetti onto it, blowing on it carefully he raises it to your mouth.
“Here it comes, bug”
“Perfectly done” he smiles as he reaches for a napkin, wiping the excess sauce from your face like an overbearing mother embarrassing their child. You could never be embarrassed by your daddy, you love him too much.
#slashers#slasher x reader#slasher headcanons#writing#asa emory#asa emory x reader#my writing#the collection#agere reader#age regression
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DC REC
PT.1
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♡ - smut
Most of them are fluff
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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post
Batmom
Batfam
Batsis
Bruce wayne
Tim drake
Dick Grayson
Jason todd
Damian wayne
Garfield logan
Rachel roth
Dc
@myriadimagines - making them breakfast
@gangrenados - the crush state
@thedailyimagines - imagine being the venom host in the dc universe
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Batmom
@ellana-ravenwood - jason todd(ler)
- mama's boy(s)/girl
- is....father drunk?
- each tattoo is a story
- mother's love:bursts of affection
- can you be friend with your husbands ex-girlfriend?
- my mother's apple orchard
- the bat(mom) glare
@xoxo-mylove - missing everything we never had
@reveluving - hugs
@ragingbookdragon - make all the cookies
- GROUNDED
- you're my favorite son
- i have too many children
- i saw it coming when you threw the first punch
@kimberly-spirits13 - batmom with scarlet witch powers
@cipheress-to-k-pop - call mom
@the-daydreaming-show - all of us pt.1
@c-nstantine - milf stuff
- chaperoning
- batmom dying
- fur babies
- ___
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Batfam
@kimberly-spirits13 - how the batfam teacts to dick and jason dating a black widow hc
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Batsis
@headcans-oneshots-and-stuff - being the oldest sibling
@strangeshoepatrolbandit - batfam x batsibling
@book-place - sulking at the gala
- way the cookie crumbles (child!reader)
@ragingbookdragon - talk shit get hit
- Possessive hand holding
- Squishing the other's cheek
- ___
@lazydoodlesandfanfic - little daredevil (blind!batsis)
@andieperrie18 - fine line of bs
@c-nstantine - first kiss
- spoiled!black!batsis
- jason and black!batsis
- cooking kiss (hal jordan)
@remakethestars - being batman's daughter would include
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Bruce wayne
@ellana-ravenwood - can the batman get flustered?
- making bruce wayne blush
@alienguts - lost
@toastedkiwi - reader finding out about damian being bruce's son
- unexpected visitors
@reveluving - ___ ♡
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Tim drake
@kimberly-spirits13 - how you earned the respect of the batfam as tim's s/o
@butwhyduh - tim drake with a praise kink
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Dick Grayson
@moonlit-imagines - watching your favorite shoe with dick
- cuddling with dick
@xu-ren - for good luck
@cipheress-to-k-pop - animal instinct
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Jason todd
@ghostdrafts - ___
@blondwhowrites - dating titan!jason todd
@dragon-chica - jason todd mama's boy appreciation
- batmom and jason thought
@lightwing-s - please don't leave me
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Damian wayne
@current-interest-writings - affection
@ladyagagaslefttoe - cartoons and cuddles (batsis)
@thesuperiorrobin - husband!damian wayne
- who?
- ___
- crazy idea let's make out
- boyfriend!damian wayne
@mattmvrdockbabe - sunglasses
@yandereorg - show stopper
@dragon-chica - i want to see my little boy
@skylwitch - just let me love you, my dear
@gatorbites-imagines - platonic alien male reader x damian wayne
@toastedside - banana toast
@multifandom-of-madness - batfam when they're alone with famous!y/n(damian wayne)
@lilxberry - nightmares (batmom)
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Garfield logan
@cipheress-to-k-pop - dating beast boy would include
@myriadimagines - comforting gar after what he went through with cadmus
@romeulusroy - gar telling conner all about you
- taking the fall for you
@6rookie-writer0110 - romantic headcannon
@catxsnow - believe in you
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Rachel roth
@louscartridge - dating rachel hc
#masterlist#dc rec#batmom#batfam#batsis#bruce wayne x reader#tim drake x reader#dick grayson x reader#jason todd x reader#damian wayne x reader#garfield logan x reader#rachel roth x reader
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Hello! I wanted to request FNAF movie Golden Freddy x reader where they're dating. Like the reader is the same age, they died along with the other 5 by getting their head bashed into the wall and they possess a cat animatronic. They're best friends with the other 5 children but super close with Chica/Susie since the both are girls (unless you want to make the reader gn I don't mind). Obviously fluff and you can put it in a scenario or like head canons. It's okay if no tho! :)
okay so since golden freddy and the others are like 6-12 years old, there's no actual romantic things like kissing or things like that, i prefer not to write it for literal children
★Okay so, imagine this.
★Foxy somehow got the pirates cove tent down and everyone did the fort thing again but with golden freddy and you too
★Like a sleepover, the only weird thing is that you guys all 'sleep' in the same place every night (forever probably)
★I think the golden freddy kid(im just gonna call him Cassidy for now) is a mario bros guy, so if you became friends with him before you died, he probably forced you to play it ATLEAST once
★He sadly can't play it anymore :( (he can't press the buttons)
★As smart as Cassidy might look, he can't solve a Rubik's cube (same)
★Same thing with the others, probably
★If you're the one to magically solve it, everyone would stare at you and the cube like this
★Cassidy stares at the cube for some seconds before frowning and saying "How'd you do that...🙁"
★He isn't the type of person for dates (He probably doesn't even appear alot in the pizzeria), so don't be shocked about it
★He will invite you for long talks though.
★While you guys talk, you either sit down the whole time or go for a walk around the pizzeria
★Abby made him discover Nightmare before Christmas.
★You are now forced almost everynignt to watch it
★Cassidy probably memorized the whole movie but he's still happy to watch it with you (he will act as if he's watching the movie for the first time)
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Okay but imagine Yandere UCN x reader. You aren’t Afton now, but rather yourself. Imagine playing UCN but then you wake up to be in the office in UCN while being behind the desk. Imagine Foxy instead of throwing only parts of him, now throwing only his upper half first cause he wants to see you and your cute face being a scared p*ssy. Imagine Withered Chica going through the vents all for the trouble just to say hi to you then ramble on about her love for you. Imagine Toy Bonnie teaming up with BB for only a small moment just so they can jump on you cause they want cuddles. Imagine the Phantoms appearing on the cameras just to see your face. Imagine Nightmare Freddy sending out his Freddles while telling them to find ‘mommy’. (Which is you btw) Imagine Funtime Foxy and Funtime Freddy also teaming up to be an annoying duo, just so they can get a chance of a hug from you. Imagine Lefty silently walking towards you while saying that they are glad to found you. Imagine DeeDee wanting to even cling on you while you are desperately trying to cut out the murderous lovesick robots that will haunt you down just so they can get a drop of affection.
#I think that’s too long#was it too long?#Yep too long#but like#the ideas man the ideas#yandere fnaf#yandere ultimate custom night#yandere fnaf ucn
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Susie (New Meat Pt. 2)
Pairing: Mike Schmidt x Security!Reader
Warnings: nightmares, trauma, ptsd, child death mentioned, dark dark shit, sh mentioned, non-sh scars mentioned, animal death mentioned, more-so based off movie, some game based stuff in it
Words: 1630
Summary: You introduce Mike and Abby to the gang.
New Meat
You knew you were asleep. Aware that this was all a dream. That didn't prevent you from being utterly terrified in that moment. Every joint was locked in place, unyielding. You'd been doing so well too since you started getting regular sleep. Well, make that two nights worth of sleep but that was still a big deal for you!
A little girl with pigtails is drawing on the sidewalk, chalk in hand. You sit across from her, warmth of the sun on your back as you focus on your own chalksterpiece. Susie's tiny chihuahua dog is relaxed on the front lawn. Yet the moment Carl heard anything he would jump to his feet and start barking.
Simpler times that you craved to go back to. Before you learned what murder was.
From the kitchen window, your mom calls for you. When you turn back around to face Susie, in her place is Chica. You knew the red stains along the seams of her metal suit wasn't rust. It was blood.
Clanking down on hands and knees, Chica scrapes along the sidewalk over to you. A hand held out imploringly for you to take. But you were scared. Scared of this thing. Where was your friend? Where was Susie?
They never found her body- that's what the adults whispered when they thought you weren't paying attention. Susie's parents were besides themselves.
When its beak opens, only a shriek emerges; nothing to denote that any part of it had ever been human.
Having techniques for when such nightmares plague your sleep (which was often), you're able to pull yourself out of the nightmare; eyes opening wildly in the real world.
Your small studio was quiet save for the occasional sounds coming from outside. Checking the clock verified that you were up way too early. Work wouldn't be for another five hours. You'd only gotten three hours of sleep.
Unable to remain in your bed, you decide to throw on your street clothes, microwave some breakfast burritos and head to Freddy's. Just to check in on Mike. You wouldn't acknowledge to even yourself that it was because you were too scared to go back to bed.
From his disheveled appearance, you can tell Mike had been dozing on the job. You'd wait to scold him later. Instead you hold up the plastic container you put the burritos in. "Thought you could use some company."
His brows crease like he knew that wasn't the real reason you were here. Mike didn't ask any questions and just let you in.
"How's your third night treating you?" You easily make a beeline for the security room (checking the halls as you did so). Safely inside the musky room, you claim your usual chair and place your food container on the desk. To your surprise in the security room a makeshift fort had been erected. From inside you could see a small girl staring back at you. You stop dead in your tracks.
"Please don't tell Mr. Raglan." Mike quickly explained his situation with his usual babysitter. With a hand he implores his sister to come out so she could properly meet you.
Abby crawls out from her tent and shyly rushes over to her brother.
"Nice to meet you Abby. Had I known you'd be here I would have brought another burrito." You chuckle, holding your hand out to her.
"Mike's not gonna get in more trouble, is he?" Abby regards your hand with distant curiosity. Her big, brown eyes immediately endeared her to you.
When you'd clocked in for your day shift, you'd opened up the restaurant to find a complete mess. Vandalized. You had Vanessa on speed dial and she was quick to drive her patrol car over. Accusingly, neither of you could help but glance over at the animatronic gang who innocently kicked at the rubble without any explanations.
"I'm really sorry about this morning. I could have sworn I locked everything up when my shift ended." Mike is starting to blabber about Vanessa showing up at his place to inform him of the break in. How she'd found a bottle of his sleeping medication at the scene of the crime. Well, Carl found it and nearly swallowed the bottle whole had you not bravely held open his mouth while Vanessa reached her arm in to grab it.
"What's done is done." You shrug. "At least cleaning up gave me something to do." Whatever happened to the vandals, the animatronics obviously took care of them.
Mike's gawking at you; did Vanessa chew him out that badly? Must have since he was shocked to see how calmly you were receiving the news. Even Abby remained apprehensive, waiting for your cool demeanor to crack.
To break the tension you release an airy laugh. "Relax. You're not gonna get fired from that. Sucked that it happened, but it's something that eventually does and you have to learn from it. That's all. Now, are you guys hungry? Abby can have my burrito."
Abby's still gazing at you, as if she wasn't sure of what to make of you yet. No, like she's reading you.
"You know them." She tilts her head up to stare at you.
Mike seems more disturbed by this than you do. His brows are pinched in distress. "Who does she know?"
An iciness runs up the rod of your spine.
She smiles. "My friends."
You wish you could keep a calm composure but your gut feeling was telling you who she was talking about. Your eyes widen and a small smile curls against your lips. If their spirit have been contacting her. . .
"You wanna go say hi?"
Mike is still standing in the middle of the party room, frozen to the spot as you introduce Abby to the gang. He'd never seen Abby so happy. Not in a long time has she smiled so big and bright that she looks like a completely different kid. He wished he could will his legs to start moving so he could stand next to you. But Mike just couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Bonnie keeps an attentive eye on Mike. Untrusting of this boy who walked around in a similar security guard uniform.
You pat his arm, drawing his red eyes over to you. "He's a friend." Bonnie was always the most wary of the animatronic ghosts. While he doesn't seem quite as convinced, at least Bonnie moves his gaze away from Mike and back to Abby who is promptly drawing pictures for everyone.
"Chica says you're her best friend." Abby comments, her focus trained on her notepad. "That the two of you played together all the time."
"We still play together all the time." You correct and Chica lifts her large yellow head. Even after all those years you still didn't quite know how to address her. Sometimes you interchange the names. You'll call her Susie one minute then Chica the next.
From one of the skeeball games, you pick up a ball and weigh it in your hands. From his perch on Chica's hand, Carl Cupcake stirs at the sight of you holding a ball. If he still had a tail, it would have been going a hundred miles a minute.
You hand it to Abby and explain to her "Carl likes to play fetch."
"The cupcake?"
You nod and look up to Chica. "Why don't you guys take her to the arcade? Show her your favorite games." In her own way, Chica smiles at you though others wouldn't be able to view it as such.
Freddy takes Abby by the hand and they lead her away from the main party room to give you and Mike some privacy.
"Suppose I should explain?"
"An explanation would be appreciated." He mumbles and both of you sit at a dusty booth. "What the hell is going on?"
"Vanessa told you about the kids that went missing in the 80's here." Your hands run along the length of the table. Remembering back to a time that seemed so long ago. "Well, one of them was my friend Susie. Their spirits inhabit the animatronics."
Mike's fingers are tented, trying to absorb what you tell him. "Their spirits. So they were-"
"Murdered." You finish and catch his eyes. Such tired eyes. But they had been like that even on his first day. The sleeping medication found at Freddy's told you enough about his disturbing sleep patterns. "Most likely here too. Susie was my next door neighbor growing up. We played all the time and she was my best friend. I still remember going to her wake. No bodies were ever recovered but her parents still held a funeral service for her."
"Jesus Christ. . . and I brought Abby here. . ." Mike groans and rubs over his temples with his fingers.
"You couldn't very well leave her alone at home." Wanting to smooth away the worry that was etching across his face. Your gaze roves over to where the animatronics had left with Abby. Overall they were docile. Only once in a blue moon did they show a type of aggressiveness toward you. Like they forgot who they were at their center.
Unconsciously you push your fingers past your sleeve to feel the multitude of scars that crisscrossed the soft side of your forearm. Many of them were caused by your own hand. But the biggest and most jagged of them was courtesy of Bonnie. Uneasiness begins to gnaw at you the more you think about Abby alone with them. While they may have been gentle a majority of the time, anything could happen where they could snap and attack her.
Not wanting to alarm Mike, you calmly stand and motion with your head. "Lets go see what they're up to."
#reader insert#reader insert fanfiction#five nights at freddys movie#five nights at freddys#five nights at freddy's#five nights at freddy's x reader#fnaf x reader#fnaf fandom#fnaf movie#fnaf#mike schmidt fnaf#mike schmidt x you#mike schmidt x reader#fnaf mike schmidt#fnaf mike schmidt x reader#fnaf reader insert#fnaf mike schmidt fanfiction#fnaf mike schmidt fanfic
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