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princeanxious · 1 year

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An introduction to my little ‘Seamster 4 Hire’ DCA au!

Pretty much this au is a mashup of the usual ‘reader meets sun & moon and platonic to romantic hijinks ensue,’ ‘sun & moon are separate animatronics’, and the ‘Sun and Moon deserve their own individuality of expression without having to settle for something they both like/tolerate every single time’ concepts. I love drawing/designing characters in new outfits and dabble with custom clothing in my limited free time, and am a trans short king, so ‘Seamster 4 Hire!’ Seems to cover all those bases pretty well!

In this au I imagine this comic takes place a while down the line, bc it takes the reader a long time to fully gain the two daycare attendants’ friendship as they begin working on the new outfits and accessories, taking into account what sun and moon *want* and not what faz.co might dictate.

(This is for multiple reasons: 1. Since the DCAs were split in two after the fire, they needed a new costume set that was tailored to their new body specifications bc their old bodies had barely survived the fire, 2. More than one or two sets of clothing is not soundly hygenic for ones entrusted with childcare unless they got washed *every day* 3. With the uprising of animatronic rights, many parents and guests had petitioned for the DCAs(and other animatronics) to receive a more diverse wardrobe of their own choosing, specifically as the demand for their children’s daily role model be taken care of properly and respectfully rose with each passing week, and 4, if the seamster let Faz.Co management dictate the actual clothing designs, the DCAs would never have a custom fitting wardrobe of their own to wear out if, and *when*, they eventually leave/live outside of the new and improved pizzaplex. Yes, it’s that kind of au. I need happy endings on the horizon okay xD)

Like, the main rock stars outfits? Performer type things and the like? That makes sense! But for those that take care of the little ones? They don’t need to be restricted to anything flashy when comfort and safety is the number 1 priority! And whats more comfortable than a daycare attendant that happily dresses up some days and on others they may just have a cozy day, just like everyone else? If it fits within the safety limitations, whats the harm?

(Oh! And Eclipse? He gets his own body too. But considering he’s expected to be replacing moon for Security Patrol, who knows what faz.co intends to do for him. c:)

More to come eventually, I just. Really love drawing the boys. Especially them happy.

#fnaf #fnaf au #dca au #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #seamster4hire au #luka draws #luka’s aus #someone tell me how to tag these right pleeeaaassee #theres so many similar tags i do not know which are the main ones :(#anyway the boys deserved smooches #…dont worry abt Seamster okay? ….they dont need their shoulders dkskfshsfkfs #they’re meant to be hickeys but obviously big mouths kinda. do that.#rest assured the moment the severity of the bruising actually set in both of them were so upset with themselves #hense why they’ve been dotted with a hundred smooches for the day. to remind the #*remind them that Seam isnt upset with them!!#but yeh sun and moon are far more gentle after that

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movedvalkyriesryde · 5 years

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Place Your Bets 6/?

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Money is on the line and the months are counting down so who will win in the bet to when Bucky and Y/N finally get together? And will they figure out what’s exactly going on

Warnings: Swears, lil bit of sexy time (its foreplay, felt kinda dirty writing it at work lol), alcohol consumption

A/N: Wasn’t sure how many parts there were going to be until I wrote this part but now I can say there will be 8 parts so only two left!!! I hope ya’ll enjoy some more drunk Bucky and a lil bit less fluff hehe

Word Count: 2.274

Masterlist

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine

this gif doesn’t really have anything to do with this but i love it and i couldn’t find one i wanted

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“So, what?” Wanda smirked over her glass as she watched Y/N rolled her eyes, “you just spent the night watching movies?”

“Yea,” Y/N looked over at her friend, an amused look on her face, “told you it wasn’t anything exciting.”

“One hell of a way to start your birthday though,” she laughed. “cuddled up to him I mean.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and moved to sit at the table with Tony, Pepper and Vision. She’d kept some facts about the night before to herself. She hadn’t told Wanda about the cupcake, or about her wish.

To her, last night had been Bucky testing the waters of whether or not they could be friends. Today he gave her his answer, no. It’s not like he walked up to her and said ‘I don’t want to be your friend let’s stick to teammates’. Although she thought that would have been a lot nicer than him going back to straight up pretending she didn’t exist. Y/N couldn’t even be sure that’s what he was doing, she’d barely seen him all day. When she went to the gym for her training with Natasha he finished up within the minute she arrived and walked out without a word. Natasha said he was just in a mood and to not take it personally, Y/N knew that mood was because of her though. When she went in to see Tony about an improvement to her suit he sat at the bench blatantly ignoring her, he didn’t even address her presence in the room. She had to have done something wrong, maybe she’d said something? Maybe he didn’t like her choice of movies? Maybe he was annoyed she fell asleep on him? She hadn’t a clue.

He was here though, in the open common area with everyone else. He had to be here though, even if it was a celebration for her. Y/N couldn’t help but look over at Bucky on the couch with Nat, Thor and Sam. She couldn’t help watching him laugh when she heard it, or how he looked so at ease when every other time during the day he’d looked so tense.

“Well this won’t do,” Tony grabbed the glass from her hand causing Y/N’s head to snap towards him, “I will not allow the birthday girl to have an empty glass.”

Before she could say something he’d walked off towards the bowl of, what Clint had called, ‘Nat’s Death Punch’, he thought it was funny ‘because she can kill a dude with a punch and enough of that drink will have you dead on the floor!’. It wasn’t funny, but he was right that the concoction had a strong kick to it, and that was something Y/N needed tonight, she needed to get drunk.

Bucky was trying really hard to keep his heartbreak to himself. All day he had tried to avoid the topic of Y/N, even going as far to avoid her altogether. Steve had tried to talk to him about his night, of course he had.

“Sam said you were practically cuddling on the couch,” he said, “did you at least make a move?” he asked. But Bucky didn’t say anything. They just watched movies, is what he’d told Steve, and Sam, and Clint, and even Vision. Did everyone know about how he’d woken up this morning? It felt as if everyone was talking about Y/N and he couldn’t take it.

There was some relief though, with the addition of alcohol and a party with just the team the topic of his sleeping arrangement seemed to have disappeared and was replaced with shared memories and stories between the group. But this was a party for Y/N, so every other story had her in it, which is why Bucky made a move to sit on the couch, away from her, away from the stories. He was joined by Thor, then Sam, then Nat. It seemed to be going okay, he hadn’t been caught looking, yet.

The thing that bugged Bucky the most is that he couldn’t for the life of him figure out who it was that she liked. He’d ruled himself out immediately, obviously. Steve was still a strong contender but he was having second thoughts. It couldn’t be Clint or Tony, they were both well spoken for and he knew she would never get between them and their marriages. It could be Sam he wondered. Would be a bit weird though, they’re relationship seems to be more like a brother-sister thing than anything else. Thor? Bucky turned to look at Thor who was going on about something Loki had done when they were kids. Fuck, he thought, it’s gotta be Thor. How the hell was he meant to compete with a fucking god?!? Bucky chugged down the last of his drink. he was getting drunk tonight, not blackout drunk, but enough to forget about his broken heart for the night.

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“So you really think you’ve still got a chance?” Wanda couldn’t help but laugh at Steve as they sat on the floor by the window playing cards. The party had died down, most of the group had gone to bed, Sam, Nat and Vision were the only others left on the couch having a yarn.

“I’ve still got a week Wanda” he smirked.

“Pretty sure it’s gonna take them more than a week,” she picked up another card, “I’d say you’re out of the game.”

“Don’t be so impatient,” Steve placed his last card on the deck, “a week is plenty of time.”

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Y/N had had enough of the party, Nat’s Death Punch had done its job and she was the perfect amount of happy but slightly sleepy drunk. It hadn’t been a terrible night, she had to admit that. In fact it had been fun, it would have been better if Bucky would at least look at her but apart from that, it was fun. She continued down the hall, only a few steps from her room and quietly humming to herself.

“Birthday girl,” a cold hand pulled her wrist and turned her. Bucky stood in front of her, his eyes were glossed over slightly, showing his intoxication but he carried himself as if he had only had enough for a lasting buzz. “Been looking for you.”

“Why’s that?” she tried not to react when his metal hand loosened its grip around her wrist and held her hand. She tried to make it seem she was annoyed at him, she was angry at him, he’d ignored her on her birthday and that was just plain rude in her book. But he had that big goofy smile on his face again and it was quickly becoming a weakness of hers.

“Wanted to see if you had a good birthday,” he licked his lips and searched her face. What if it was me he thought? “Did you get your wish?”

Y/N shook her head as Bucky placed his free hand on her hip and pulled her closer. He rested his forehead against hers and nudged her nose with his own. “That’s not good now is it.”

“Told you it wouldn’t come true,” she whispered. Bucky hummed, he moved so his lips were pressed against her shoulder. Y/N closed her eyes and held her breath as she felt him slowly move across her collarbone to the base of her neck.

“‘M sorry doll,” he continued moving up her neck, placing small and light kisses as he went, “if you want,” he moved to behind her ear, “I can be him.” Bucky’s voice was barely above a whisper now. Y/N sucked in a breath, this is a dream, she thought, surely she’s passed out in bed and this is all a dream. He didn’t give her any time to respond, Bucky moved so both hands rested on her waist, “Please let me be him doll,” his lips moved to her jaw painfully slow, “just for tonight,” he kissed the corner of her mouth and hovered there, she watched him lick his lips and lean in further so she could feel them move against her own, “pretend I’m him.”

She caught his bottom lip between hers as soon as he finished talking. Y/N’s hands pulled at the collar of his shirt pulling him further down against her. Bucky immediately deepened the kiss, biting and licking at her bottom lip until she let him in and then pressing her against the frame of the door behind her. His arms snaked around her back, they clawed at the material, anything to get her closer to him, to feel her pushed up against him.

Her hands moved from his shirt to his hair, she tugged at it causing a low growl to come from Bucky, making her moan against him. His lips moved to her jaw, her neck, hungry to taste any bit of skin he could get his mouth on as she reached across to the door handle and pulled him inside.

Bucky continued to claw at her shirt as he kicked the door shut behind him. Her hands were wrapped around his shoulders, fingers digging into his back and he swore her touch was like fire against his skin. She pulled his face back to hers and kissed him again, they were just as hungry and needy as each other as Bucky pulled Y/N’s shirt over her head with his following close behind.

“God,” he breathed out as he pulled back at took in her body in front of him. His head ducked and he pressed a kiss to her chest, between her breasts and then along them. He moved down her stomach, biting and licking any spot he could find as he dropped to his knees. She was sure her stomach would be covered in hickeys in the morning but it was so damn worth it she didn’t care.

“Up,” Y/n pulled at Bucky’s hair, he moved quickly back to his feet and kissed her again.

“Anything for you birthday girl,” he breathed out and bit below her jaw, Y/N couldn’t help the whimper that came out when he spoke. Bucky decided right then and there that was his favourite sound in the world and he would do anything in his power to hear it again.

“Bed,” he hummed in response, grabbing the back of her thighs and lifting her with ease. Y/N wrapped her legs around his waist and moved to kiss along his jaw and down his neck as he placed their tangled bodies onto the bed. Bucky rubbed his body against hers wanting any friction he could get as he pressed against her and kissed her again, swallowing every moan his movement caused. If her whimpers were his new favourite sound, between her legs was quickly becoming his new favourite spot in the entire world.

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Bucky opened his eyes reluctantly. He lay on his back, one arm above his head, the other stretched across the middle of the bed, raised slightly. Raised? It shouldn’t be raised, he thought.

Y/N was curled into herself on the opposite side, her back facing him, his hand on her hip. He slowly pulled it off, a finger at a time, and sat up, careful not to make any sudden movements. Slowly his groggy mind started putting two and two together. This wasn’t his room, this wasn’t his bed. Y/N isn’t wearing a shirt or bra. He is not wearing a shirt, or pants.

“Fuck” he breathed out. Bucky quickly but quietly moved around the room hastily putting on each item of clothing and carrying his shoes to the door before taking one last look at the naked girl he’d been in bed with. Fuck.

As soon as he was out the door he slipped on his shoes and walked away, it was 8am, he didn’t bother going to his room and instead made a beeline for Steve’s office. Once Bucky had reached the office he walked in without a word and sat in the chair in front of his friend who sat behind the desk on the phone.

“Yea that sounds good, I’ll see you later.” Steve ended the call and placed his phone on the desk. “Morning.”

“Good morning,” Bucky shifted in his seat, rubbing his palms over his jeans.

“Can I help you with anything?” Steve eyed Bucky, something was on the tip of his tongue he could see it.

“I think I might have slept with Y/N,” Bucky rushed out quickly, avoiding Steve’s eye.

“Maybe?” Steve leaned forward, he opened his messages on his computer as subtly as he could and clicked on the group chat, “you sure it wasn’t just another drunk dream” Steve laughed.

“Uhh well the very detailed image of her naked on my lap and waking up in her bed butt naked are a pretty clear indicator,” he mumbled out scratching the back of his neck. “Oh, and then there’s the hickeys on my chest.”

Steve opened his mouth but nothing came out, he rubbed his hand over his face, trying to push back the smile that was trying to break through. Bucky sat patiently in his seat watching as Steve leaned forward and started typing on his computer.

“Would you stop working for once in your life,” Bucky couldn’t help but raise his voice, he was all but freaking out right about now, “I’ve just fucked up and you’re sitting there doing your emails!”

“Well you fucked something,” Steve definitely couldn’t hold in his laughter any longer.

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and a big thank you for reading! Let me know what you think and requests are open!

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine

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valkyriesryde · 5 years

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Place Your Bets 6/9

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Money is on the line and the months are counting down so who will win in the bet to when Bucky and Y/N finally get together? And will they figure out what’s exactly going on

Warnings: Swears, lil bit of sexy time (its foreplay, felt kinda dirty writing it at work lol), alcohol consumption

Word Count: 2.274

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“So, what?” Wanda smirked over her glass as she watched Y/N rolled her eyes, “you just spent the night watching movies?”

“Yea,” Y/N looked over at her friend, an amused look on her face, “told you it wasn’t anything exciting.”

“One hell of a way to start your birthday though,” she laughed. “cuddled up to him I mean.”

“Well this won’t do,” Tony grabbed the glass from her hand causing Y/N’s head to snap towards him, “I will not allow the birthday girl to have an empty glass.”

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“I’ve still got a week Wanda” he smirked.

“Pretty sure it’s gonna take them more than a week,” she picked up another card, “I’d say you’re out of the game.”

“Don’t be so impatient,” Steve placed his last card on the deck, “a week is plenty of time.”

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“Wanted to see if you had a good birthday,” he licked his lips and searched her face. What if it was me he thought? “Did you get your wish?”

Y/N shook her head as Bucky placed his free hand on her hip and pulled her closer. He rested his forehead against hers and nudged her nose with his own. “That’s not good now is it.”

“Up,” Y/n pulled at Bucky’s hair, he moved quickly back to his feet and kissed her again.

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Bucky opened his eyes reluctantly. He lay on his back, one arm above his head, the other stretched across the middle of the bed, raised slightly. Raised? It shouldn’t be raised, he thought.

“Yea that sounds good, I’ll see you later.” Steve ended the call and placed his phone on the desk. “Morning.”

“Good morning,” Bucky shifted in his seat, rubbing his palms over his jeans.

“Can I help you with anything?” Steve eyed Bucky, something was on the tip of his tongue he could see it.

“I think I might have slept with Y/N,” Bucky rushed out quickly, avoiding Steve’s eye.

“Maybe?” Steve leaned forward, he opened his messages on his computer as subtly as he could and clicked on the group chat, “you sure it wasn’t just another drunk dream” Steve laughed.

“Well you fucked something,” Steve definitely couldn’t hold in his laughter any longer.

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