#took some liberties there lolol
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i uh… rly liked i, robot… heres QT-1 !! 🤖
#i robot#i robot qt#qt-1#arts#some versions at least cuz i couldn’t decide lolol#robot designs from the 50s are very fun and very silly#so hes based on that but i definitely took some liberties#i think i like the far right one but it still probably needs some tweaks……
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( 🍭 two words )
7 (ice cream)
— @feistyvampire
' CAN YOU EVEN EAT THIS? '
it occurs to break a moment to late, when the both of them are already holding one ice cream cone each. in all honestly, this snack in particular can be a bit too heavy on his stomach, as well, so he'd only gotten two scoops out of the free choice edgar had offered him. the shop they stumbled across had a few weird choices break had never really heard of before, not outside of the context of a rich noble house with personal chefs. he went with one flavour called lemon poppy seed, and another that's supposed to taste like honey and date. it's almost a shame he can't see the look of them.
he wasn't paying a ton of attention when edgar got his own, mostly already focused on tasting his treat, so he's not sure which flavour or how many scoops he got for himself. and you can't really smell ice cream, so there's no way for him to figure it out other than to lean in and ask. which leads him to his previous question, inquisitive and intrigued, with a pinch of greediness.
' it'd be silly to get it if you can't ... '
as he's leaning in, edgar's hair brushes against his face, and break presses a hand against his shoulder to keep balance as he's invading his little personal bubble.
edgar leverages somewhat of a glare towards him. or maybe it's just soft irritation. either way, break can hear the way his glasses shift a little when he scrunches up his nose. " i can, i just don't like to. this one has alcohol in it, though ... i thought i'd try. it's a bit weird to only have you get one. "
with that, break giggles, patting the shoulder he's leaning against and releasing edgar from his bountiful attention, at least physically. giving his ice cream a lick, he mourns the fact that these creative options seem to have skipped on the extra sugar, to make them more recognizable. he waves his ice cream in edgar's direction, delighted to execute his bad joke. ' because you're paying? can't have people thinking this is a date— ' and he doesn't get a glare this time, either, edgar seemingly amused, most of all. " because i don't want you to look like a sad old man, getting ice cream by yourself in the middle of the night? where's my thanks? "
and, whoops, he probably hasn't said thank you for the ice cream yet. not that he's going to, now that he's been called out on it. a mournful sigh escapes his lips. ' oh, it's already too late for that, i've been a sad old man for decades. ' not his fault that this advanced world somehow seems to amplify that, right? ' plus, i think my presence makes up for it plenty! '
" in the marketplace?, " asked against edgar's ice cream, as he tries his own cautiously.
' with you, dingus. hanging out, as the kids put it. '
" this ice cream sucks, " edgar complains promptly, which makes break laugh again, so he graciously offers to take over his cone, as well. a sacrifice for a good cause, and all. they squabble some more about whether or not break's going to eat it normally (edgar did see him take a bite out of a scoop once, which break countered with a question of whether edgar doesn't eat his usual meals exactly the same way), but other than that, the rest of their walk across a quiet and mostly closed marketplace remains peaceful.
#feistyvampire#& — ask .#& — ic .#small and combfy ... they hang. they eat ice cream#haha get it bc break's ice cream is date flavoured—#took some liberties here so if they don't make sense feel free to just come punch me in the ims lolol
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Maybe it gets better? (I could wait, it'd be my pleasure) -Remastered ver-
Authors Note: First post :0 I recently reread one of my fanfics and was extremely embarrassed to see all the spelling and pacing mistakes I made TwT so I decided to rewrite some parts and regain my honor as a writer. Fun fact I’m Asexual and am uncomfortable with writing too explicit scenes lol and yet the few fanfic I’ve written are all NSFW :< I took the the liberty of ignoring the layout of the canon sister location in order to make it more human friendly, and characters can’t be ooc if they’re barely given a personality lolol Also from all the fnaf lore I’ve taken in Ballora, and both Funtimes aren’t possessed so they should be fine to romance :)
Content Warning(s): Female Reader & Anatomy, lots of pet names, Mild-Dubcon, Size Difference, Overstim, Aftercare
Ft: Ballora, Funtime Freddy, and Funtime Foxy
This wasn't supposed to happen. You weren't supposed to go near the building everyone warned you about. And you definitely weren't even supposed to think about entering it either.
At this point you've given up on trying to follow any rules you were told. The only thing on your mind was getting away from everything even if it was only for a night. But you walked into the unmarked building despite all your senses screaming to turn around , only wanting to get somewhere your body didn't feel so claustrophobic.
Your home wasn't the same anymore, work didn't provide any solace either so your last resort was to hide from the world. You'd heard the rumors around this place, how some rich guy owned it and only specific people would ever come in and out. Everyone whispered about how it was a drug rink or maybe a sextraffiking headquarters, but all you could find was an empty, dusty lobby and boarded off stairs.
You almost turned around at the sight of them, not wanting to explore this infamous building if it made your breaking and entering even more obvious. But a singular door at the far end of the lobby caught your eye, upon further inspection the knob was noticeably cleaner than everything else in the room.
You turned the doorknob, quietly hoping that it would work so you wouldn't have to return to your house late and without a story to tell. The door opened with a quiet sound and a rush of adrenaline cut through you, am I really doing this? There's no going back once you step through, so you step forward hyping yourself up as you close the door behind the sharp click of the lock much to your horror.
You whipped around, gripping at the knob as you greatly regretted your decision of walking in without a second thought. You violently twisted it damming whoever decided to install a automatic lock, instead of your initial "quick peek around" idea you now had a new objective.
Find another way out, or the alternative of finding something to pick the lock with. You dejectedly turned back around staring at the narrow staircase, you clicked on your phone flashlight huffing slightly as you accepted your fate.
The walk down wasn't tremendously difficult, but you couldn't help being discouraged that at the end of the sketchy climb, the huge basement you imagined wasn't there. Instead an elevator was neatly stationed just in front of the last step, an extremely odd placement in your opinion but you didn't show up to judge.
You pressed the only button you could see on the outside, a down arrow popped up at the top screen and in a split second the door slid open. With an unsure expression you shuffled into the oddly shaped elevator, every design choice of this place seemed intentionally weird even the semi circle elevator you begrudgingly entered.
The doors shut and you're moving in an instant despite not touching a single button, in a slight panic you grip onto the small screen at the sudden descent down. The screen is blank, and you stare at the large lifeless eyes placed on top of the device as if you're waiting for them to blink back, they don't of course but you can't stop yourself from doing so until the doors reopen with a soft ding .
You aren't sure why there's a need for this secret area to be so far down, the only thing you're sure of is the feeling of dread at the odd room you've stumbled across. The room was barely lit, T.V's filled with static lines up above the desks being the only thing illuminating the room. Mannequin heads lined on the desks bored into you as you took a step back and forced yourself into the wall behind you, begging for the doors to close and take you back up.
The elevator doors stubbornly despite the extended minute you stayed hyperventilating and questioning if you really needed this adventure to clear your mind. But everything stayed as still as you and the annoying static from the T.V was starting to piss you off rather than scare you.
" They're just mannequins, they aren't even moving! Get a hold of yourself!" That stern self-talk was all you needed to to stiffly walk making sure to keep a steady eye on the unnerving mannequins sitting in the left corner. The elevator finally closes behind you but you stand strong and take a deep breath to try to convince yourself all your decisions thus far were correct.
You head towards the desks trying to shake any unnerving feelings, you wanted to do this! You needed this adrenaline rush, and while this wasn't the most convenient way to receive one it was the one you chose. Your hands shook slightly as you took in the scenery around you, a large desk with junk haphazardly thrown on top and a cheap looking clock hung right above those ugly mannequins.
Tentatively, you slid your fingers across one of their faces trying to make sure they weren't going to react. Its eyes rolled slightly when your fingertips slid on top, but other than that no unwarranted movements were made by them so you finally let your shoulders relax a tad. Paper was scattered atop desks for no rhyme or reason, and a seemingly useless statue on the opposite side of the desk.
"Whoever decorated this place needs to get fired, and who doesn't put a clock in the middle of the wal-" your critiques came to a sudden stop as you caught some movements behind the curtain on your left. You whipped your head at the sight, was there someone down here? Your hope spiked slightly but the movement was gone as soon as you tried to check.
You hadn't even noticed the small sliver of what you could only assume was a window when you first walked in, your fingers itched to open the curtains and check. The other curtains seemed to be drawn shut, maybe it was a sign that this room was the right one after all. Or maybe there was a murderer on the other side, but at this point you were sure your initial heart attack when you saw the mannequins was the worst thing you could encounter down here.
You confidently walked over to the double doors, stilling just as your hand gripped the knob. You brewed in your own self doubt for a second, trying hard to keep up your sudden flash of self-assuredness. You suddenly pulled as hard as you could, trying to both surprise your brain and give your body no chance to back out.
If you could explain your situation to the person no doubt they'd understand and hopefully lead you out! You speed walked inside letting the door slam behind you, this is what people do right? Walk in like you own the place? You took in your surroundings again, soft dim lighting illuminated the grand foyer looking area and you took a second to realize how much bigger the room was.
" Is someone there? " A voice called out, you froze on the spot. Why were you so surprised? You were anticipating the presence of a person but the voice that rang out sounded too robotic and it dragged a shiver out of you.
Your muscles seemed to lock up, it must have come from the intercoms! You force your head to turn towards the corner, quietly praying that all you found was a speaker. Instead a monstrously tall woman stood still, as if in the middle of a spin, moving to face your direction.
Wait, not a woman? Her skin was too glossy and stark white to pass as anything human but her build resembled one. She seemed like a ballerina, no she had to be a ballerina. She balanced perfectly on her pointed feet and she had her hands above her head in a perfect position.
" Hello? Are you still here? " Her voice was so calming you would have never guessed it came from such a horrifying source. You watched in silent shock as her brows furrowed slightly in an uncanny show of emotion. Her face was segmented, closed eyes and purple eyelids were decorated with long eyelashes, and elegant cheeks accentuated with round purple blush.
Her face segments shifted slightly and you couldn't stop the sharp gasp you let out. You started to breathe harder when she finally made eye contact (could it even be considered eye contact if her eyes were closed?) She gracefully lowered herself off her toes and her arms down, that was all you needed to snap out of your daze.
You took a step back trying to be as stealthy as possible, only to be stopped before you could even move your foot more than an inch. Wait but there wasn't anything on the floor when you came in? A tiny robot stood right behind your feet, its small cream face giving a terrifying smile.
This time you couldn't repress the sudden shriek escaped, you scrambled forward trying to get away from the doll. The only thing you ended up doing was tripping over another one of those darn dolls. Why were there so more??? You landed hard on your elbows, staring in disbelief at seemingly duplicating dolls.
More seemed to walk along, as if they sensed your sudden fright and decided to join in. You tried to shift away, managing to get into a sitting position only to stop again. You'd taken your eyes off that damn ballerina for one second now her boxed purple flats were maybe a foot away. The dolls seemed to still, looking up at the ballerina before hopping away to stand behind her legs, peering at you like a curious child would.
" There was no maintenance scheduled today, it’s after hours, are you supposed to be in here? " You shakily looked up, the angle making your height difference even worse than you thought. She easily towered over you and she spoke without ever opening her eyes. You began to wonder if she could.
" Please answer my question or I will be forced to detain you " Her threat hung around the room and you opened your mouth to say something. At first a squeak was all you mustered up as you tried to force something out of your closed up throat.
"I-Im here for uh-emergency maintenance, I lost my key, ma'am" your words were so shaky that even you doubted that your pieced together lie would be believable, the ballerina seemed to cock her head at your voice.
" Don't lie to me " she snapped, obvious frustration showing in her face. You flinched at the harsh tone and tears started to flood your vision, your anxiety only worsened when she bent over slightly with a mechanical whir. You could see the mechanical workings peek out from under her torso casing, but your eyes quickly snapped up to her face as she seemingly studied you.
"I'm s-sorry... I-I just got down here and I got locked i-in" you couldn't stop the sharp inhales you took mid sentence in order to stop yourself from turning into a bawling mess. You tried not to ask yourself why the robot's stern tone shook you more than her initial presence but your mind was rendered a jumbled mess regardless of the source.
She seemed to move closer to inspect you and enlightened you that she possibly had some sense of sight. You blinked hard in an effort to dispel the tears from your eyes, the soft ballet music in the background ringing loudly in your ears.
" ...Why did you come down here " she asked, voice softening up at the sound of your desperate attempts to calm yourself down. The sudden compassion in her voice threw you off, if she actually had raw feelings or if this was just a trap to get your guard down, you didn't know. You took a deep breath and straightened your back slightly, trying to regain any dignity you could manage.
"I.. was just trying to find a place to stay the night, I didn't mean to uh- bother you ma'am" you forced the best "I'm not a threat" voice you could, finally managing to not let all your words audibly shake. You slowly lifted your arm to wipe at your eyes, finally feeling like she wouldn't attack you at any second.
The ballerina seemed to mull over your response, as if she was trying to decide if your answer was good enough. She unexpectedly reached her hand towards you, you had to stop yourself from flinching back at the gesture.
" I apologize for scaring you, I was a bit thrown off because there hasn't been a human girl down here since… " her voice trailed off at the end, and you couldn't help but be terrified of what could have happened to the last girl who came down here. You physically shook your head, trying to get the unnerving thoughts out of it.
You gingerly placed your hand on top of hers, the intrusive thought of her immediately crushing your hand staying in the back of your brain despite your best efforts. Her palm was chilled and smooth, you could feel the small ridges in her knuckles and at the bases of her fingers.
" I must confess that I'm not equipped to help you exit, so we require help" she pauses, moving her head down in a pseudo looking down pose. " And if the minireenas give you any trouble please just nudge them away"
Minireenas? You turn your gaze to your feet, feeling a soft poke against your calf. You tried to ignore the flash of anxiety the sight of the dol- minireenas curiously examining your pants brought you. A slow swooping movement of your foot dispelled them, you finally had it in you to smile at the way they hurriedly waddled away, cloth skirts flopping with them.
The ballerina gently wrapped her previously relaxed fingers around your hand, snapping your thoughts back to her. With a slow pull she easily guided you onto uneasy feet, and with that you finally could breathe. You weren't sure if your uneasy alliance with her would end with you alive but you had to try something.
" May I ask what your name is? " You glanced up before realizing how close you were, with your height difference you fit just under her chest. You blushed and stumbled back, retracting your hand from her gentle hold in the process.
"My name is y/n, w-whats yours?"
" My name is Ballora, it's very nice to meet you y/n " The name Ballora was a bit cheesy in your opinion but somehow it fit her. You could see her hesitate for a second before gently placing her hand on the small of your back, trying to test the waters but also needing to lead you around.
"We'll need to enter the Funtime Auditorium to see if one of my friends can help with your situation, feel free to ask questions as you feel fit" Her precise way of speaking soothed you slightly, knowing where you'd go and a clear invite for a conversation made you feel oddly comfortable. The only worry still rattling in your brain was that by "friend" she could either mean another animatronic or a real person, which one? You still weren't sure.
"Oh um… is it okay if I ask why you're down here?" You asked as you finally found your voice. Ballora used the hand on your back to smoothly turn you towards the door.
" Any question is fine, dear. I'm a performing animatronic, we're shipped out for different events and until we're needed, we're kept here " You walked slowly towards the doors, you had to imagine that since she was so large she must have weighed at least several thousand pounds.
"Do you ever get lonely?" You blurted out next, your mind couldn't imagine how isolated she must have been if she only surfaces to entertain.
" I try not to dwell on loneliness, the others also keep me company so in a sense no" she grasped the handle of one of the doors opening it, she let you step ahead and both of you were back in the office. You silently watched as she ducked under the door, only to easily regaining her perfect posture as she headed toward the door opposite to hers.
" I feel I must warn you that there is a very…" Ballora paused clearly trying to find the right words " energetic animatronic that might be present here, please stay by my side so he doesn't accidentally harm you. "
A chill ran down your spine, so there really were animatronics that could kill you down here, what a world. You didn't ignore the fact that she inadvertently implied that she could have potentially hurt you before.
"Oh uh, okay? I do have one more question before we go in" The shake in your voice was back, terrified of what you had to face on the other side but you wanted to at least get your most burning question in.
" Of course dear, what would you like to ask? " Both of you stood in tense silence for a second in front of the other door before you could muster up the strength to speak.
"Can you… see? Like at all?" She cocked her head to a side looking (?) down at you, to your surprise her lips quirked into a smile and a soft giggle erupted from her.
" Oh my you're really inquisitive aren't you? " Ballora teased, " Well I have no sense of sight but my other sensors are heightened so I can pinpoint exact locations with sound "
"Woah, that's actually really cool!" You responded in genuine awe, your cheeks only slightly flushed at her teasing. Maybe she wasn't as terrifying as you originally thought.
" I'm glad you think so dear, now let's get you out of here okay? Please stay close " she paused to make sure you were ready, you nodded before remembering the information you just learned and instead made a noise in confirmation.
She opened the door, walking in first in an effort to evaluate the situation. You walked close behind planting your hands on either sides of her torso, hoping she wouldn't mind. You sucked in a sharp breath around taking in the new environment.
There were smooth tile floors with speckles of what you had to guess was confetti embedded in it, white walls, cheap folding tables and folding chairs. Two stages not too far apart from each other were to your left, one with a microphone and the other with a medal stool.
Your eyes trailed along the thin streamers hung on the top of the wall, they led back to a huge banner saying "WELCOME BACK STAFF". Ballora stopped once she navigated towards the right side of the room,
" Hello gentleman " she said smoothly, you peeked your head out from behind Ballora trying to search for whoever she was talking to. Your eyes widened at the sight of them, they were a fox and a bear. Or maybe a wolf and bear? You weren't sure.
One had a rounder build, not a sharp edge to be found on his plump body. A small top hat sat between his extended ears, a bow tie accenting his chest with a speaker underneath. His mostly white skin (fur?) matched Ballora's but instead of her soft purple accents he was dotted in pink. A blue bunny puppet rested on his arm and both of their eyes were stuck on you, you tried to ignore the way the bear’s jaw dropped at the sight of you or how his face plates shifted in a similar anxious tick as Ballora's.
The animatronic across from him was considerably more feminine, but Ballora had referred to them as gentlemen hadn't she? His face was more defined than the bears, long snout with black freckles. Their chests were about the same, even down to the pink colored belly. The only difference you could tell was their contrast in figure and the fox’s long pink nails.
An extended moment of awkwardness sat heavy in the room, and the fact that they were clearly just in the middle of a conversation made the feeling worse. They glanced at each other before looking back in your direction,
" Well hello Ballora, I didn't know you carried around freeloaders" The fox spoke in a scratchy voice, almost like every word was recorded on an old radio and played back. You stubbornly ignored the warm feeling his voice brought as you tried to avoid eye contact.
" This is a special situation Foxy, I was actually wondering if you coul- " she was cut off by the bear standing up so fast the stool he was sitting on violently fell to the ground.
" HEL-LO BIRTHDAY GIRL!! WE HAVEN'T GOTTEN AN IN HOUSE B-BIRTHDAY I-IN SO L-L-LONG!! " His jittery excitement unsettled you and any comfortable feeling you had was replaced with fear. Unexpectedly, he ran full speed towards you, he was so quick you couldn't even think of doing anything. Your muscles tensed as he rapidly approached.
" Freddy, no " Ballora said sternly as she quickly moved in front of you before he got too close, the movement made you aware how tightly you were gripping onto her in your silent terror. You self-consciously loosened your grasp, hoping she didn't notice how scared you were.
" Freddy! Don't scare her! She's our new friend, we can throw her a party later!" A small voice seemed to try to calm Freddy down, you hadn't seen another animatronic when you'd walked in but then again you hadn't noticed the minireenas so maybe you had just missed one.
" B-But Bon-Bon! We have to cele-brate! She's so sm-all!! We haven't had a friend this sm-all in ages! " You could see his head crane to try to catch a peak of you, but Ballora stood firm.
" Your little rabbit is right Freddy, you really musn't scare the new dame so soon old friend " The sound of the fox speed walking up filled was apparent as he spoke, he seemed to join in on the effort to calm Freddy down.
" But-But! " His voice faltered as he tried to come up with a reason for his outburst. " O-Oh! Fine!" Freddy huffed and you could hear him stomp back to the table.
" It's okay Freddy, she can play with us later, you just have to be patient! We can even have a little special time if you're extra good " You dared to glance out from behind Ballora to search for the tiny voice, your eyes finding prize in the small bunny gently petting at Freddy's face. He seemed to notice you staring at his efforts to calm his friend down and offered a small smile and wave before he returned to his task.
" Y/n? " Ballora asked, turning around and effectively getting you to drop your grasp on her in the process. You hugged yourself to give your hands something to do before you looked up at her.
"Um, yeah?"
" Are you okay? Please let me know if you ever want to go to a more secluded area, I don't wish to overwhelm you" She doted on you, using both of her giant hands to gently cup the sides of your face. Her hands were now surprisingly warm and it only served to make your cheeks unbearably hot as you felt yourself flush.
"Oh! I'm uh- fine! Yeah it wasn't that bad" your voice cracked mid sentence when Ballora's thumbs gently swiped across your cheeks in an agonizingly soft way. Your stomach knotted up as she smiled down at you.
" I'm glad but please don't overheat on me dear " her joking words only served to worsen your blush, but she thankfully let go of your face and turned back to the fox.
" Okay with that resolved, Foxy I do need your help to find a possible exit for Y/N to leave from " You were back to business as soon as the moment passed and you took a step forward to stand beside Ballora.
" Ah, I was afraid you'd ask that, " Foxy answered, a static crackling in his voice. " You see you've just missed your window to leave! Its 12:23 and the elevator and service doors are locked until 6 "
You had to swallow your disappointment, so you were really stuck down here? His words rattled in your head as mild panic flooded your senses, you could barely react as Ballora wrapped her arm around your shoulders.
" Well it's only 6 hours, we just need to find a nice place for us to hide you " Ballora hummed, " how about we start with quick introductions so we can get going? " You pressed into her side in an effort to ground yourself, 6 hours with them couldn’t be all that bad right?
Ballora maneuvered you over to the table Freddy and Foxy were previously sitting at, despite it being the last place you wanted to be you sat down in the middle of her and Foxy. Freddy sat in front of you, artificial eyes shining with uncanny excitement.
" Of course the star of the show must speak first! " You gave up the stare down you were having with Freddy to politely give your attention to Foxy, " my name is Funtime Foxy and I keep this place well entertained! Though I must say once we get you out of here you must return to witness one of my shows doll "
The blush that stained your cheeks was inevitable, whether he was flirting with you or he was just normally this charismatic you didn't know. He bowed before reaching his hand towards you to shake, you shook his hand loosely. Your mind was too preoccupied freaking out over how his hands were somehow bigger than Ballora's, his palm had to be at least the size of your head.
" A-And I'm Funtime Freddy! Me and Bon-Bon also ha-ve a show here! " He stuck out his hand towards you as he bounced in his seat, you hesitate to give up Foxy's steady hold but you relented and carefully gave your hand to him. He immediately gripped your hand hard and shook it firmly, ignoring the wince you gave.
" Freddy! Be gentle! She's a girl remember!" Bon-Bon scolded moving himself down to to use his small paws to manually pry his hand off yours. Freddy pouted but thankfully loosened his grasp on you, Bon-Bon nodded to himself clearly proud of what he accomplished.
" I'm Bon-Bon by the way, I hope you stick around" he offered his small paw towards you, you used your pointer finger and thumb to gently shake his paw. You were pleasantly surprised that unlike the other animatronics he was wrapped in a soft mink fabric.
" So Y/N how'd you get down here? Can't imagine you go down random elevators everyday for fun " Funtime Foxy joked as you let go of Bon-Bon's paw, and straightened in your seat as you tried to regain any valid thoughts.
"I just…" as soon as the words came out of your mouth you deflated, almost as if your social battery died in an instant. The adrenaline pumping through your veins finally slowed down and you fought the feeling of sleepiness. You yawned instead of trying to force out anything else.
" Oh my! I think she might be getting sleepy " Ballora cooed, her demeanor changing as she reached over to pet your thigh, " All this stress must have tired you out huh? " The sudden affection in her voice threw you for a loop, and you stiffened in shock.
"N-No! I'm fine I just-" you didn't have time to finish speaking before she unexpectedly picked you up, one arm placed under your knees the other snug on your back. You squeaked and quickly looped your arms around her neck in an effort to not be dropped, you glanced over at Foxy who just grinned at you.
" Well lucky for you doll I know where the staff hides their blankets! Please follow me ladies, and Freddy stand watch, make sure Baby doesn't come around " Foxy quickly stood up, waving for you and Ballora to follow before Freddy could protest. In a blur of movement you were rushed through the kitchen door in the back of the room,
" Sorry about that dear, we just needed to give Freddy some time to calm down, " Ballora explained when you were safely inside. You stayed silent for a second, confusion filling your senses as you tried to decide if even the sudden affection shown towards you was also used to throw off Freddy.
"Who's… Baby?" You asked after you decided to push that thought to the back of your mind.
" She's… another animatronic here " she seemed to bristle at the sudden question as she seemingly forced that response, as soon as the words filled the air you felt horrible for even asking.
" And she's turned very bitter, it's better if you don't encounter her Y/N " Foxy added in order to quickly end the discussion before turning around and heading towards a door in the back, leaving the room in uncomfortable silence.
"I'm sorry I didn't…"
" It's fine hun, just… stay with us and you'll be safe " You could tell she forced the smile on her face and the light tone she used. You reached a hand up to grasp the side of her face, trying to mimic the way she comforted you before.
Your fingers barely reached the top of her cheek at the angle you were being held, but you did your best to slowly swipe your thumb across the soft purple blush on her cheek. She seemed to appreciate the effort and snuggled into your grasp for a second before turning her head and gently kissing the palm of your hand. A soft blush reappeared on your face, knowing no one would be able to see, you brought your hand down and shamelessly pressed your palm against your cheek as if you could transfer the kiss to it.
" Okay ladies quiet down, I've graciously grabbed you all the blankets that were stashed and even blessed you with a complimentary stuffed animal " Foxy showed off his finds with a raised hand and a bow, then gracefully standing straight and placing everything on your stomach. You laughed slightly at the gesture and reached down to grab the plushy, of course he would pick a Funtime Foxy plush for you to sleep with.
"If it's complimentary then how are you blessing me with it" you teased as you examined the plush.
" Anything I give you is a blessing doll and don't you forget it " He huffed back leaning down slightly to pinch your cheek while still mindful to not poke you in the eye with his nails, you quickly put down the plush and waved his hand away. The three of you laughed, before your eyes finally started to droop.
" Seems like Y/N needs to catch some shut eye! You want me to take her off your hands or are you gonna keep her with you? "
" I think she'll be safe with me, if any problems arise do tell me " Ballora jostled you slightly as she readjusted her grip on you.
" Then I must bid you girls a do. Please make sure to come back before you leave! But I know you'd never miss a chance to say goodbye to your favorite performer " You were about to refute his last claim but were easily silenced by Foxy leaning down to press his snout against your forehead in a chaste peck. The action made you flush darker, instead of giving Foxy the pleasure of seeing your reaction you hid your face in Ballora's shoulder.
" Foxy stop being a tease, we're trying to get her sleepy not riled up " She reprimanded softly as she tried to ignore the swell of feelings your warm face pressed against her caused. Foxy only laughed in response, guiding the both of you to the door.
The walk back to Ballora's Gallery was a blur, you used all the energy you had left to keep your eyes from fully shutting. You could barely make out the shrill voice of Freddy, all his words were unclear and melded into each other but eventually they stopped. Ballora said something to who you had to guess was Foxy but even with her being so close you couldn't make anything out.
You pressed impossibly closer, finding comfort in the soft whirring you could hear as she continued walking. An hour ago the thought of a giant robot carrying you back and forth would have been a nightmare but now you were being hauled off back to sleep by one and you were perfectly content. You hadn't even noticed your eyes closed before a poke to your cheek jostled you.
" I haven't even put you down and you're already asleep? If you were so tired you could have told me "
" 'm not tired" you slurred, bringing a hand up to try to rub the sleep out of your eyes. Ballora chuckled softly at your defiance,
" Okay I believe you " She joked. " But I'm about to put you down so please hold onto your things dear " The words took a second to register but as soon as they did you quickly used your free hand to press the blanket and plush securely against your body. She carefully placed you on your feet, staying close in case your exhaustion got the best of you.
"Where do you want me to set up my blankets?" You murmured as you forced your eyes to focus on your surroundings again. Ballora took a second to think,
" How about the stage? " You hadn't realized she had one until she said something, but a quick squint of your eyes you saw the shadow of a stage tucked into the far corner. You steadied your legs and walked towards it, Ballora following just behind you.
Now that you had time, you could appreciate how mellow the room was with its dark tiles and dusty purple color coating the walls. You walked up to the stage, its twinkling lights blinking on as soon as you were close enough. Her stage was a bit larger than the Funtime's but in a way it was classier with its large arc in the back.
"Your stage is… nice" You wanted to fill the quiet air with some small talk as you stood uselessly in front of the stage. You didn't want to invade her space, but she was inviting you on.
" Thank you, please get comfortable i'll stay in the room if you need me " You nodded and placed your things on top of the stage before pushing yourself up the unnecessarily tall base. Ballora waited patiently as you steadied yourself on your knees before huffing and sorting through your goods.
You'd received one thick blanket and two thin ones, with shaky movements you managed to air out the thick blanket so you could fight off the uncomfortable hard floor. In the meantime, the Minireenas took turns stacking on each other to watch you fluff out the Funtime Foxy plush you were given to use as a pillow.
With everything set up Ballora seemed satisfied and gave you some privacy, you watched quietly as she got onto the tips of her toes and twirled away. You were easily distracted by the realization that you would have to sleep in your normal clothes. It wasn't anything you'd willingly do but you were too tired to worry about it. You laid down on your makeshift mattress and draped the small blankets over you in an attempt to fight off the cold.
Your tiredness was certainly still there but definitely not as strong as when Ballora was carrying you. The AC was loud and the sound was bothering you to the point of staving off sleep. You watched aimlessly as the minireenas crawled up the stage and approached you, their faces less terrifying and now you could confidently say they were growing on you.
One walked up to your face, tilting its head at your expression. You tested your luck and reached out to pet its face with your pointer finger. In response it used its nub hands to experimentally squish your finger, behind you you felt other minireenas examine your hair and sweater. Prodding hands curiously poked at your scalp and picked up strands of hair, others gently tugged the part of your sweater that wasn't under the blanket.
You giggled under their attention, and the minireena you were petting slowly walked up to your face. You dropped your arm as it poked at one of your cheeks, before carefully pressing onto your lips. You weren't sure why they were so curious about you, but they showed no ill intent so you let them examine what they could get to.
Unexpectedly, one minireena crawled under the blanket while you were distracted. It sneaked its small hand under your shirt, the cold nub pressing against your warm skin made you squeak loudly.
"Hey! Don't do that-" you reached back to wave it off but the other ran away at the loud noise. You forgot how easily they were dispelled and they all ran off, jumping off the stage and flopping away. You pouted at the sudden loss of attention, letting out a long sigh as you snuggled into the plushie under your head.
" Are you alright Y/N? " Ballora called out, spinning her way back towards the stage.
"Yeah yeah I'm fine, just… can't sleep" It was only a half lie, you didn't want to tell her that you stupidly ran off the only source of comfort you had at that moment.
" Well you sure had a tough time staying awake when I was carrying you honey " She teased as she stepped onto the stage, catching you off guard " Would you like me to keep you company? "
You blushed bright red at the question, laying in stunned silence as she slowly walked up to you. You averted your eyes when you got a full view under her skirt, despite her just having another smooth plate where her crotch should be, you had the decency to not stare.
"...Could you?" You asked quietly as you fought off the warmth blooming in your chest, the smile that Ballora gave you didn't help your case. She carefully knelt down before delicately sliding onto her side next to you, you had to imagine laying down wasn't something she did often.
She extended her arms towards you and you quickly shuffled into her hold. She easily wrapped both hands around you and pulled you close, nestling you against her neck so she could nose through your hair.
" It's been so long since I've been able to hold someone like this… " Ballora lamented, " But please tell me if you're uncomfortable or if I squeeze you too hard " you chuckled softly before wrapping your free arm around her torso. You would have used your other arm but for fear that she'd crush it under her weight you kept it squished between the two of you.
"Can you actually smell?" You asked after a beat of silence, curiosity getting the best of you.
" Yes, I'm not completely sure the reason why. My guess is that we need it in case somethings on fire " she absent-mindedly rubbed circles into your back, sectioned fingertips stopping when they reached exposed skin. A devious thought popped in your head, and to your half awake mind seemed it like a good thing to follow through on.
"How… well can you feel" You pressed your burning face against her neck as your rational mind caught up with you why were you flirting with the robot?
" I have a very heightened feeling of touch, I mostly experience my world through sound but it's nice to map it out in other ways too " She whispered that part to you like it was a secret just between the two of you, but by her tone it was obvious she either didn't catch onto your insinuation or chose to ignore it.
" Of course she wouldn't react, she's a robot! Get your head out of the gutter " you chastised yourself as she gently massaged your lower back, slow movement lulling you to sleep. Your embarrassment dissipated as soon as it came and you closed your eyes, finally giving in to your tiredness.
The last thing you heard was Ballora softly humming a tune, sleep came easily when you were pressed into her warm form. You came down here to get away, and maybe you did. Being cuddled by a giant machine with unsettling sentience was worlds better than anything you experienced above ground.
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" Y/N " Ballora tried whispering, slightly shaking you. " Y/N you have to get up, this is important " Her words felt like they were under water, barely audible to your groggy mind. In response you groaned slightly trying to wrap yourself back up in blankets, you felt like you barely got any sleep.
" Y/N " She snapped sitting you up in a quick motion, blood rushed to your head and your eyes finally snapped open at her sharp words. You pushed away slightly with a whine, your mind not yet understanding the urgency in her voice.
" Y/N, honey, I'm sorry for waking you up but I need you to do something for me " She tried to keep the both of you calm, but the edge to her voice finally registered.
" She's here, she cannot see you. She won't let you leave if she finds you, you have to understand that Y/N " A pit of dread was planted in your stomach and you only nodded your head, " There's a vent right next to the stage, pull the frame off and crawl through. I'll distract her but you need to move quickly, go find Foxy. "
You swallowed sharply, your mind racing as you tried both processing the information you just received and getting up from your cozy cocoon . Is she talking about Baby? Why won't Baby let you leave if you're found? Ballora quickly stood up and took you with her.
With a quick but stern push she got you closer to the vent and handed you your things, trying to get any evidence of you hidden. In the short time you've known her you'd never seen Ballora more anxious and it was throwing you for a loop. You quickly stepped off the stage and found the vent, your fingers gripping the channels before pulling.
It came off with minimal effort, you pushed your blankets in front of you before you glanced back at Ballora. She stayed "staring" in your direction, faceplates anxiously shifting as she waited for you to exit. You swallowed your anxiety and crawled into the vent, where did it even lead?
A small sound clued you in that Ballora closed the vent hood behind you, while the vent wasn't an extremely close fit you still had no room to turn around and check. A small huff escaped your lips as you took a second to try to calm yourself down, soft music fading away as Ballora twirled away.
You abruptly heard the doors to Ballora's Gallery slam open, heavy footsteps following and all you could do was freeze in fear. You didn't move in the case she has heightened hearing like Ballora, but you didn't think Ballora would send you to crawl in such a rickety vent if that was the case.
" Ballora " A voice called out, Baby's voice was much too soft for what you expected. Despite that it sent a chill down your spine.
" ...Baby, " Ballora answered in the same tone.
" Are you hiding someone from me, Ballora? " Her calm voice seemed more threatening than soothing, as if she was more calculated in her malice.
" Nobody's come in here since this evenings maintenance "
" Well, Freddy says otherwise "
" Freddy always mistakes mice and other things for humans, we've been made aware of this fact time and time again " Your hands were shaking but the fear of getting caught made you quietly move forward, stopping every time you moved to push your things along.
" Then you wouldn't mind if I examined your room would you? " Baby asked, her voice now muffled as you finally reached the other side of the vent. Sweat ran down your back despite the cool metal pressing against your clothes, you hooked your fingers on the channels of the opening and prayed to God that it wouldn't make a noise when you pushed.
You gave it a soft push and it came off silently, you placed it leaning on the wall next to the opening. Your mind was racing, you'd made it this far by yourself now you just had to get to Foxy. The blankets and plushy fell to the ground with a small shove and you crawled out with them, being extremely mindful to not bump the vent cover.
You could finally sit upright and catch your breath, you had to guess you were back in the office now just under the desk. The closed doors of the elevator mocking you, as if asking why you couldn't have just gone somewhere with less high stakes and a lower chance of dying via robot. You physically shook your head to clear your thoughts again, you're not dead yet! Might as well make the most of it.
You quickly pressed the vent cover back on before deciding on where to head next. Another vent was on the opposite side, but the doors to the Funtime Auditorium seemed like a safer bet since you weren't sure where you'd end up if you took the vents. With a quick scoop, your things were in your hands and you were hyping yourself up to run to the door.
You inched forward before bolting towards the door, pulling the door open while still being mindful to not create too much noise. You slowed down to a jog as soon as you entered the room and you quickly spotted both Funtimes.
" -didn't me-an t-t-to! I-I was just so ex-cited! " Freddy seemed choked up to the point of making you wonder if he could cry. He dragged a hand across his face while Bon-Bon said something so quiet you couldn't discern.
" It doesn't matter if you meant it or not Freddy! If Baby finds Y/N I'm gonn- " Foxy abruptly stopped chewing him out at the door shutting behind you, both of them jumping at the sound. They seemed relieved at the sight of you,
" Well speak of the devil " Foxy joked, clearly trying to laugh off his prior mood. " Great timing Y/N! You're just in time to catch the hide-away express "
You finally stopped your slow trot when you were close enough, trying to surpress your own anxiety. Unexpectedly, he swooped down to give you a hug. The mechanical sound of his tail wagging filled the room.
" Y/N! I-I'm so gl-ad you're okay, I'm sorry! " You hugged back before glancing over at Freddy, not sure what to say. You couldn't reassure him that what he did wasn't his fault, whatever words he spoke could have gotten you killed.
Foxy raised his head and threw a quick glare Freddy's way while you averted your eyes at the tense atmosphere. You didn't want to take sides so you kept your mouth shut. Foxy straightened himself as quickly as he came down, turning you so you were facing the kitchen.
" I'm going to go stash her somewhere, if Baby comes back say I'm in parts and service " His stern voice got both you and Freddy back to the task at hand. Freddy nodded with a frown, and you couldn't help but feel bad for him. He seemed to be programmed to be very jumpy and excitable giving him a stark personality compared to Ballora and Foxy.
Before you had time to go too far into those thoughts, Foxy placed a hand on your back and rushed you to the kitchen. You had to jog to keep up with his pace as he easily directed you past the cabinets to two doors tucked in the back.
" I would find you a better place to hide in Parts and Service but all the BidyBabs like to hang around there so we must make do with the closet " He seemed to catch your questioning stare and continued,
" BidyBabs are like Ballora's minireenas but they look more like baby dolls. Since Baby and Ballora have their own areas they needed extra company " You nodded along as he opened the door for you to enter. The small space lined with shelves for storage, the only empty wall space was just above a short shelving unit and was decorated with a poster.
"Circus Baby's Pizza World" was written in big bold letters just under a picture of Ballora, Funtime Foxy, Funtime Freddy, and… The last one you had to guess was Baby, red pigtails and nose making her look akin to a clown. You ignored how unsettling the picture of her was by fiddling around to find a place to put your things up.
" They were on the top shelf doll, here let me help you " He stepped forward, dodging the hanging light to grab the blankets from you. You inched back, both of you couldn't comfortably be in such a small space. Well not without invading each other's personal space that is.
You half sat on the short shelves behind you, back hitting the scratchy brick wall. Foxy paused his organizing to examine the small plushie he'd given you. He seemed a bit hesitant to place it back in its box,
" How about you hold onto this? Wouldn't want you having nothing to keep you busy" You nodded, face only getting warmer as he got closer to hand the stuffed animal to you. You busied yourself by dragging your fingers over the soft material.
"How… long do you want me to stay in here?" Foxy seemed surprised at your question, like he hadn't thought about it, he placed a finger on his chin in an exaggerated thinking pose.
" Ah well I could just leave you alone, but where’s the fun in that? I��d say we have some time to spare before we must part ways" He leaned over you, close, too close. He easily placed both hands on either side of you, the shelf groaning slightly in protest as he leaned his weight on it.
" How about I keep you company? " It was such a simple question but he whispered it so close to your ear, faux breathing surprising you. Your death grip on the plushy only increases as he sniffs what he can reach of your neck, cold nose momentarily pressing against your overheated skin.
He paused, looking over at you as he waited for your response. Your brain was frazzled from the moment he got close, you closed your eyes and stubbornly pressed your legs together.
"Could you…?" As hot and bothered his presence got you, you were too embarrassed to directly answer him. He gave a gleaming smile full of sharp teeth,
" Of course I can sweetheart! Now sit still, won't you? I think I'm gonna have my fun with you " You helplessly stared at the closed door opposite to you, the danger of Baby coming to look for you was still lingering but if Foxy was acting so calm you had to trust him.
He quickly got on his knees in front of you, the elevation of the shelf you were on giving you a fighting chance to not look so tiny compared to the huge animatronic. Large hands were placed on your waist, fingers easily lifting the hem of your sweater.
" You didn't wear a shirt under here? Naughty, Naughty, what am I going to do with you? " Foxy scolded, dragging your sweater up as a silent request for you to take it off. You forced your fingers to relax around the poor plushy you were holding to be able to take it off.
You weren't sure why you were so eager to let him see you but his calming energy made you agreeable with whatever he suggested. With shaking hands, you dropped your sweater to the side, going back to holding the plushy so your hands had something to do. Foxy seemed pleased with the motion and went back to exploring your torso.
Long nails traced your ribs, leaving shallow indents in their wake. His hands easily shifted upwards gently to fondle your boobs, squeezing them together experimentally.
" Humans are so soft and squishy " He noted out loud, " I've never felt something like this, do tell me if I'm too rough " The fact that he was pushing all your buttons while still being inexperienced made you somehow even warmer.
He didn't seem to mind your frazzled silence as he continued to feel you up. He unknowingly rolled his palms your nipple, making you let out a soft moan before you snapped your mouth closed. His head tilted at the sound before he delicately pinched at the area, his face lighting up impossibly brighter at the louder moan he earned.
" How about you take this pesky garment off? It isn't fair you're the only one wearing clothes " Foxy jokes, choosing not to react to how your thighs shifted against him.
"How do you even know what to do?" You surprisingly got the words out even if they were barely above a whisper. You fumbled with the clasps on your bra, unbuckling them before you could second guess yourself.
" Our creator made us with the idea that we could also host adult parties in mind, that was before Baby came along " You paused as you were attempting to slip off your bra, the thought that Ballora actually caught your flirting and instead chose not to act on it flooding your brain. You put the thought into the back of your mind before you finally slipped your bra off.
Foxy easily changed his focus back to your body, hands going back to their original places but this time thumbs rolled over your nipples. He seemed to revel in the loud moan that you let out before you quickly slapped a hand over your mouth, not trusting yourself to keep them in anymore.
" Do you want us to get caught, doll? " He gave another long roll of his thumbs, " Keep quiet or I'll have to give you something to help " His threat made a shiver run down your spine, whoever programmed him was seriously going to burn in hell for this.
He stopped his assault on your chest to finally push your thighs open and unbuckle your pants, dragging them off in a too self assured motion and your shoes were discarded just as easily. His fingers danced along the edge of the fabric of your panties, taking in the soft cotton.
" Jeez I've barely touched you and you've already ruined your underwear? " He gave a purposeful press of his knuckle against where the majority of your slick had pooled. In an instant you nearly forgot any prior conflict as you pathetically buckled under his touch.
Foxy thumbed the panties to the side, making you squirm at the feeling of your slick being sloppily spread with the motion. Your brain was so fuzzy with lust that you didn't even mind how he took it upon himself to uncover yourself to him.
" God I wish I could taste you, you smell so good sweetheart" You figured that they had no logistical need to taste, but if they were programmed with acute senses how hard would it have been to give them the ability to taste? You were dragged out of your thoughts as Foxy continued his exploration of your body.
He swiped a smooth finger across your folds, catching you off guard as he gathered your slick on it. You whined as the tip of his finger finally pressed against your entrance, the barest hint of pressure applied. You'd only ever put your own fingers inside yourself so the thought of his huge digits inside you made you tremble in anticipation.
" I'll go slow just for you, after all you are my number one fan, hun " Foxy seemed to enjoy teasing you, you tried to swallow your anxiety. The first person you'd even let touch you in a sexual way is going to be an animatronic, and you're willingly letting it happen. You'd hoped your first time would be magical but being fingered in a closet wasn't too much of a downgrade.
He finally pressed a finger inside of you, the feeling more uncomfortable than what you'd expected. His finger was easily the size of two of yours and much longer. Despite your lack of noise when he finally gave you what you had wanted, he gently pumped the digit in and out.
" See you're just begging to have someone fill you up huh? You're just in need of your favorite performer to take care of you right? " He seemed excited to both praise himself but still make it clear that you enjoyed his presence. The mixed signals flip flopped in your muddled brain as his fingering finally got pleasurable.
Foxy's thumb finally sneaked up and pressed against your throbbing clit, making you sob out a muffled moan. He pressed a second finger inside before curling them and the only way you could describe the feeling was as if you felt was a strike of electricity coursing through your veins.
Warmth pooled in your stomach as you tried to process the onslaught of pleasure that finally hit you. Your thighs snapped around his arm but were easily parted with his free hand as his fingering slowed down.
"Foxy…" You whined, voice still shaky as you tried thrusting yourself on his digits
" That's my name, doll! Don't wear it out " Foxy responded, his ever confident smile never leaving his face and he stopped your movements with a strong hand on your hips.
" Now I don't want you to wear yourself out so fast, how about we move on to the real fun? " He knew what he was doing right? You tried to calm yourself down, you genuinely hadn't expected him to allude to actually having sex. You glanced down just in time to watch his ears wiggle in anticipation,
"O-Okay" was all you had to offer as an answer. He leaned forward to press a kiss on your stomach and with an embarrassing squelch his fingers were pulled out. You quietly placed your plushy to the side making sure it was looking away, feeling bad that it even had to be here.
Foxy easily got back onto his feet, unexpectedly pulling you closer to him with a grip on your thighs. Your thighs spread an almost uncomfortable amount for him to step in between them. With your crotches leveled in this position, you scratched your nails into the shelf below you in anticipation.
A soft mechanical whirring filled your senses and your eyes snapped down as a phallic pink dido slowly poked out of his shifting crotch panel. You had half a thought to laugh at the unexpected reveal until you noticed it just kept going. The surprisingly warm tip pressed into your skin just under your belly button.
"I don't- I don’t think that's gonna fit '' You whispered, half panicked as you looked up. Foxy's smile dropped slightly at your lack of eagerness, expression turning into something more tender.
" We don't have to, dear. I'm only here to make you feel good " He leaned forward to wrap his hands around you and rest his chin on your shoulder, ignoring the squeak you let out when his dick accidentally pressed on your clit during the movement.
" I could just finish you off with my fingers, I won't do anything you don't want me to" His kind words would have had more of an impact on your judgment if the position you were in didn't have both of your sexes pressed together just so. You wrapped your arms around his neck to hug back, your own arousal spiking despite his caring sentiment.
"I… wouldn't mind if we kept going" It couldn't hurt to try would it? He pulled back slightly to study your expression,
" Don't feel pressured to do this, I can put it away it isn't that big of a de- "
"I want to do this Foxy" you said confidently, finally managing to catch his stare. He let out a small surprised static noise before finally regaining his smile.
" Well you don't have to tell me twice, if you ever want to stop, don't be afraid to say so " He peppered warm kisses all over your face as if to praise you for your new found confidence, all you could do was giggle and gently push his snout away.
Foxy easily stepped back and regained his hold under your knees, angling his hips just enough to let the tip of his cock press against your opening. You shivered and leaned back, letting your head hit the wall behind you as you attempted to brace yourself.
" Now I must warn you, if you end up loving my cock more than a human's I'm not liable " His static voice faltered slightly as he continued to try to boast but you could feel a glob of precome(?) drip out from him. You adjusted your arms into a more comfortable position on his shoulders before looking up with a questioning look.
" That's just lube, doll. You're clearly already wet enough but it wouldn't hurt to have some more stuffed in you right? " You flustered particularly hard at that sentence and your only response was to just close your eyes with a huff. A distorted chuckle left Foxy at your reaction but he chose not to push any further.
Instead he finally let the head of his cock enter you, knocking the breath out of your lungs with it. He was bigger than you'd even imagined, your walls stretching almost unbearably as you tried to fit him. He kept shifting into you until you were finally pressed against the opening on his crotch panel.
You barely even noticed the long moan you let out but as soon as you caught yourself you bit down on your lip. You'd never felt so entirely full before, his dick greedily pressing against everything it could.
" Tell me when you're ready " He murmured, somewhat out of breath at the feeling of your warm walls gripping onto him. You experimentally moved in a slight up and down action to try to gauge your own reaction.
A slight dull pain was all you could feel, despite all the prior stretching it didn't compare to how massive he truly was. But despite that you heard Foxy growl slightly, you opened your eyes to find he’d closed his. He seemed to be trying very hard to hold back any movements and the through of that sent a shock of lust through your body.
"Please move" You whispered still out of breath, mild pain be damned because the only thing you wanted right now was him. He let out a dark chuckle before meeting your eyes,
" You need to be more specific doll, tell me what do you want ol' Funtime Foxy to do?" His sudden change of tone made you shiver, he really was made for this. Despite how eager you just were, the words got stuck in your throat. You had to take a deep breath before you could even try to speak.
"Please…" You paused with a deliciously pained look as your squeezed the words out, " fuck me Foxy" Foxy grinned ear to ear at your vulgar words before doing as he was told.
His thrusts started slow and shallow, just enough movement that made you keen with want. Your brain was quickly reduced to a pile of mush as soon as he started to speed up. At this angle he could easily press against all the right places and all you could do was mewl and dig your nails into his shoulders.
" I'm going to fill you up Y/N, but you'd like that wouldn't you? You want to be pumped full of my cum. Just such a sweet girl, didn't even stop me from moving her drenched panties " He huffed right next to your ear, pulling you closer as he moved impossibly faster. " Now I'm going to make sure to take care of you doll. I'll stuff you full just how you want "
The words were so loud in your head but they only half registered, yet that was still more than enough to make you moan out. You pressed your face on his overheated metal as you curled in on yourself, forgetting your promise to stay quiet when he sneaked a hand between both of you to firmly rub your clit.
Your legs uselessly clamped around his form as they were finally released from his hold, and your pooling pleasure finally tipped you over the edge. The feeling was like a tense string finally snapping and a wave of euphoria crashing over you instantaneously.
Your mind was foggy, trying to reel itself back to reality as overstimulation finally hit you. Foxy continued to fuck into you so he could fulfill his promise. You whined as he continued to use you to finish, tears steadily forming in the corners of your eyes.
Thankfully he soon let up, pressing in as deep as he could go before finally emptying out what you had to assume was just more lube into you. The feeling of the thick liquid inside of you made you squirm, especially as it overfilled and slowly trickled down your thighs, but your mind was too disoriented to quite care. Your prior tiredness obviously catching up to you after such a mind numbing experience.
Foxy gently rubbed your back in an effort to comfort you without overwhelming you any more. You stayed in his arms with droopy eyes for a solid couple of minutes before he carefully pushed you off his cock with a wet sound that you would have normally been embarrassed of if you weren’t too busy trying not to fall over.
You let your shoulders meet the wall behind you, trying to catch your breath as lube slowly spewed out of you. The sound of Foxy tucking his dick under his crotch plate filled the room, but he busied himself with grabbing hand towels from a box on the shelf.
He hummed a tune as he got back onto his knees to gently wipe down your thighs and the shelf under you. The microfiber tickled your senses but you kept your mouth shut to let your mind recover. When he finally got to your crotch he paused,
" How about you also keep these on as a memento from me to you" Foxy gently hooked his thumb under the fabric to pull it away, taking great joy in the translucent lube that smeared on the way. With feather light touches he wiped up the bare minimum amount of lube from your panties and puffy folds, laughing at the half hearted glare you gave him when he pressed his thumb into you just to watch the cum gush out again.
" I'm just cleaning you up sweetheart no need to be so dirty minded " He teased before moving your now only mildly soiled underwear back to the right place. He wiped his hands before grabbing the other towel to reach up and wipe your damp face, not without pausing to boop your nose of course.
He discarded the towels in a box, you felt bad for the poor souls who’d uncover those. Your barely cohesive thoughts were cut off when he handed you your clothes and shoes, getting up to give you some space.
You slipped everything back on, trying to pat your clothes down to make sure you didn't look as fucked out as you felt. Your legs felt like jello but you also felt a sense of satisfaction so the mild discomfort was worth it. Foxy extended a hand towards you with a smile,
" What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't walk my favorite dame out? " You laughed before grabbing your plushie and his hand. You were easily pulled onto your feet only to hold onto Foxy for dear life as your knees buckled under you.
"You're not a very considerate gentleman if you put me in this predicament in the first place" You gritted out in an effort to distract yourself from any embarrassment.
" Well I wasn’t the one who asked to be fucked so I must say your argument is weak " Despite his teasing words he patiently waited for you to gain stable footing.
" By now Ballora must have gotten Circus Baby out of her room so do allow me to -" As if on cue a loud thump sounded in the room next to you, making both of you freeze.
" Stupid! Stupid! I didn't actually mean kill a rat! Biddybab I- Ew! Don't bring it closer! " Baby's voice was muffled, her footsteps running away making any other words spoken inaudible. Foxys hold on you tightened,
" Seems I'm mistaken, no worries! " His voice had a nervous shake that unsettled you. " I need to go wave her back to her room so she doesn't go snooping around anymore, you need to go back to Ballora’s room"
"Are you sure? What if she isn't-"
" Then you'll come back here and get Freddy, just please move quickly. I promise you’re safe dear " He leaned down for another quick hug but you couldn't help but feel terrified. If both Foxy and Ballora are this scared of Baby, how bad was she?
You nodded, waiting in chilling silence as he went to peek his head out the door once he opened it. You followed him out the door, ignoring the dull ache between your legs as you closed it behind you. Foxy ushered you back into the kitchen before offering you a wave as he disappeared through another door.
And just like that you were alone, brain trying to process the series of events that just unfolded as you leaned against the fridge. One moment feeling warm and loved and the next being rushed away for your own safety. But you really couldn't be upset by it, you just sighed and accepted your situation.
Getting right back to your objective, you attempted speed walking but the underlying soreness between your legs stopped that in a couple seconds. You dug your nails into your palm, trying to limp as inconspicuously as possible as you finally entered into the Funtime Auditorium.
" O-oh! You're back! Me and B-Bon-Bon were starting worried! " You heard Freddy before you saw him and had to physically stop yourself from making a face. You had to say out of all the animatronics you've met so far he was your least favorite, besides the one who's actively trying to kill you of course.
"Yeah! Um Foxy just sent me to go back to Ballora's room" You continued your walk to the door that led to the office, Freddy clearly not getting the memo as he jogged to catch up with you from the stage.
" Where's Fo-xy? What took you g-uys so long? " He stood in front of you with a skeptical look on his face, not understanding the rush you were in.
"He went to go make sure Baby wasn't going to come back" You hurriedly responded, "And me and Foxy were just… talking"
" See Freddy, everything's fine! Y/N isn't hurt, she just reaaaaally needs to go with Ballora " Bon-Bon piped up, he reached up to calm his friend. You just nodded and you anxiously gripped onto your Foxy plush.
" Th-en let me walk you over there! I'm going to be a ge-ntleman! Just like Fo-oxy " Pure excitement emanated from his words but all you could feel was underlying fear, helplessly watching as he giddily got closer.
"No No! You don't have to, I'll just go by myself!" Your words fell on deaf ears as he pulled you close with one arm. His frankly overbearing presence unnerved you, obviously not one to take no for an answer.
" Foxy's go-ing to be so s-s-so proud of me! " Freddy babbled on as he walked you over to the door, Bon-Bon peeked out from the other side of Freddy to look at you with a " I'm sorry about him " expression. You gave a small smile back, stumbling slightly as you tried to keep up with him. The three of you were back in Ballora's Gallery in record time, Freddy looking around in the dim light.
" Oh go-osh she's not here! Wh-at are we going to do Y/N? " His voice turned weirdly petulant and it took you off guard, you swallowed down any fear and looked up at him.
"We could just sit and wait" Your words shook slightly as you willed yourself to stay calm.
" I w-was just thinking the sa-me thing! " Freddy seemingly snapped back to normal just as fast as he changed. You made a protesting sound as he lifted you up with one hand around your torso, watching sadly as your plushy slipped out of your grasp and fell to the floor. He walked you over to the nearest wall before sitting down and placing you on his lap, wrapping you up in a snug hug.
" G-Gosh I really missed huging people! Ki-ids don't come around here anymore and the workers don't care enough " He bemoaned, his speaker rumbled against your back as he pulled you against it. Your thighs protested having to spread around his legs but you ignored it when he squeezed his arms around you.
You felt a wave of regret wash over you, he must have not being unnerving on purpose he seemed to just be so touch starved so he jumped at the opportunity to get to you. He placed his large head on your shoulder causing you to crane your own head to the side in order to accommodate him.
"I'm okay with hugs Freddy just… please ask me before okay?" He just makes a noise in confirmation before closing his eyes. You sneaked your hand up to pet his cheek. He smiles wide at the touch but otherwise says nothing, and in an unexpected move Bon-Bon shifts closer to press a small kiss to your cheek.
" You're awful pre-ety Y/N, did you know that we haven't had a gi-rl down here in ne-arly t-t-two wh-ole years? " His voice rumbled through your torso, Freddy was pleasantly quiet and you were grateful for that. You hummed a surprised noise so he knew you were listening, finally relaxing your back into him.
“ We’ve been closed for parties for soooo lon-g, only technicians can come down here and there’s not even one girl amo-ng them! Can you believe that y/n.? ” For once that night you felt at ease with Freddy, his quiet rambling lulling your senses.
“Wow really?” You quietly remarked, happy to entertain his story.
“ Yeah, really!! And a-and in two weeks the staff comes back! It was supposed to be next week but Baby got into a scrap with a technician and it got pushed back. Bu-ut we’ll get to preform for real again! It’s been ages since our last real performance ” you offered a small noise in response before closing your eyes, blissfully unaware of Freddy's eyes opening to eagerly trace your body.
“ It’s also been ages since we’ve had s-ome real fun too… You’d think having the faci-lity all to yourself would be exciting but the fun of sneaking around staff to get so-ome… stress relief was really what made it fun. ” Your eyes slotted open as your confusion got the better of you, the slowly deeper tone Freddy adopted as he continued talking didn’t offer any clarification. “ The closest any of us have gott-en to that recently was that little stunt you and Foxy pulled, fucking in a closet isn’t exactl-y allowed ”
" Y’know I'm only a li-ittle sad that Foxy got to you first " His eyes watched your face burn red, " But I al-so don't mind slo-oppy seconds though " His voice ringed with so much glee as your mind started racing, how did he know you'd had sex? How much had he seen?
Your panicked thoughts cut off as Freddy's hand slowly slid to your thigh and groped it, cold fingertips digging into your flesh as he delighted in the shiver you gave. His hands impatiently trailed up and down before sliding over your crotch.
"F-Freddy we really shouldn't- Ballora's probably coming back and-" He grinded his palm right against your crotch, effectively shutting you up. You gave a small moan and tried to push his hand away but he easily overpowered you.
" Ballora re-ally like likes you, I saw her " He chuckled at his own words, " I'm sure she'd be m-ore than happy to see you so worked up " Dammit that was your last logical reason to stop but you still didn't want to give in, at least for your dignity's sake. You weren't sure if it was ethical to get fucked by one let alone two robots.
His hand moved up to clumsily unbutton your pants, nearly ripping them and your underwear off all together. You kneeled up higher as your lust finally got the best of you, one more couldn't hurt right? He pulled you up so you were kneeling on his smooth thighs, pants and panties pooled around your knees as you just braced yourself against his forearms.
You were in far too deep now, you wanted to at least think up one more reason to fight him off but you were too turned on to care anymore. Thick fingers traced your folds, exploring your sensitive parts with reckless abandon.
" Foxy wan-ted you to stay all di-irty down the-ere right? I don't thi-nk he'd mind if I filled you up again" You could hear the smile in his voice but you squeezed your eyes shut in defiance. The arm that had Bon-Bon on it shifted to gently hold your midsection, trying to hold you still and keep you from slipping off his thighs.
Freddy's fingers ignored your aching clit, instead opting to stick two of his fingers deep inside you in one go. You jumped at the intrusion, tears welling up at the rough treatment.
" S-Sorry I thought y-ou were looser " Was all Freddy gave in response, not even bothering to take one finger out. He rubbed at your clit in an apology, and a moan itched at your throat from the pressure despite your earlier pain.
Bon-Bon swiveled in your direction, gently patting at the stray tear that fell. As turned on as you felt you had to admit Freddy definitely wasn't as skilled as Foxy, sloppy digits moving only to stretch instead of pleasure. He prematurely took out his fingers, and the sound of his crotch plate shifting aside filled the room.
" I'll be e-xtra gentle with you! Do-ont worry! " Freddy sing songs, his dick does the same slow exit as Foxy's did but this time you could feel it immediately press against your entrance. You grind down slowly in an effort to regain any friction, not missing the slight growl that Freddy gave.
He was clearly desperate to move on to the part where both of you could feel the most pleasure, emphasis on both. He eases up his hold on you to clamp his hand on your hip and slowly maneuvering you down his shaft, tears reappearing at the sharp burn. He was much thicker than Foxy at the expense of being shorter than him, but despite this your eyes snap open and you feel overwhelmingly full.
Freddy let out a low groan when you finally slipped all the way down, your knees hitting the floor as you tried to remember how to breathe. He experimentally thrust into you in a shallow movement and your face distorted in pain.
" So-rry! Again! I dont want to hu-urt you, you ju-st feel so g-go-od! " His last word was garbled up when you clenched at the compliment. You scan around the scarcely lit room for something to distract yourself with but it was empty, not even a minireena toddled around.
" You like it when I say h-ow go-od you feel do-ont you? " Freddy taunted, " Ballora's gonna lo-ve you Y/N, you're so cu-te and grip o-nto my cock so tight~ " The praise immediately went to your crotch when he shifted slightly again. His hand finally moved down to feel around where your crotches were connected.
" Ho-w about we play a g-game? " His hand finally found your clit, giving it a fleeting touch before traitorously inching back up. You let a soft whine,
"W-What do you want to play?" Your voice trembled as you tried not to move.
" I'll fu-ck you really de-ep and soft but you ca-an't cum before Ballora c-omes back and lets yo-u " He laughed at his own harsh words, " If you be-g me to touch you i'll w-in"
A warmth flooded your senses at the thought of Ballora touching you, the rules were simple enough and the stakes weren't too high right? You were mainly excited to have the chance to see Ballora again, you yearned for her soothing aura.
"That seems a little unfair Freddy" You huffed, "But let's do it" He grinned widely at how out of breath you already were but still nodded against you. Thankfully he moved slowly, easily lifting you just a little with one hand before letting you slide back down.
All you had to do was hold back until she came back! That's easy enough, but the thought that it might take her a while to get back struck you hard as Freddy shifted under you with a groan and your body lit up with pleasure. You did your best to relax into him, letting him move however he wanted.
" Jeez you're just gon-na sit back and let me u-se you? You're not very fun! " You gave a half hearted glare at the comment, delicately rapping your knuckles against the side of his face.
"Well I'd help you out more but since you wanna play a game I can't" You shot back while he laughed at the feeble punches you gave him. Freddy pushed his hips into you, effectively dismantling your demeanor as another moan got the best of you.
" I don't mind it! You lo-ok real cute bouncing on my cock even if you aren't try-ing " Once Freddy learned what made you tick he seemed to never forget, in response you closed your eyes and turned away from him. You were already worked up, anymore and you were sure to lose.
You tried to focus on something else, biting your lip to keep any embarrassing sounds down as Freddy continued to slowly thrust into you. Thankfully he stopped making his occasional comments but it came at the price of having his warm breath right next to your sensitive neck.
The reason they were even designed with any sort of breathing was lost on you but you suspected it must have been some kind of way to prevent overheating. Your thoughts were scrambled once again as he finally started to thrust harder into you.
" It's okay if you lose Y/N! It won’t be that bad, promise " Bon-Bon whispered to you, you'd forgotten he was even there but the sentiment was nice. His soft paw continued to pet your face in an effort to comfort you. You finally managed a smile, opening your eyes to find him smiling back.
The next few minutes went by in a blur, pleasure steadily building up despite your own efforts. Freddy seemed to be genuinely enjoying himself as he kept up a punishing pace. Would not cumming even be worth it at this point? You'd stop keeping count of the seconds that passed by and now you were closer than ever, debating all your past decisions.
As if Freddy was reading your mind he slowed down, stopping almost as if he was taking pity on you. Half of you wanted him to keep going, but you were silently grateful. Freddy laughed quietly as he watched you squirm at the lack of movement.
" I'm gonna give you a bre-ak, you're about to pop! " He laughed even harder, " Ballora might take a while, why don't you just gi-ive in? I might not st-op next time~ " You didn't understand what he found so hilarious about the situation he'd put you in but you just nodded and tried to calm yourself down.
Your clit ached for attention and you were genuinely debating on taking him up on his offer. You studied his expression, his massive antsy smile making you itch to wipe it off his face.
"I'm gonna beat you Freddy" You muttered through gritted teeth, his smile getting impossibly bigger at your harsh breaths. He quickly started up again, taking your taunting words more seriously than you'd expected.
Your head once again got fuzzy with pleasure and soft moans left your lips, and minutes passed too slowly yet much too fast. Tears filling your vision as you tried to stave off your orgasm, now regretting the boasting you'd attempted to do. Your brain was ready to try to form a cohesive thought and beg for Freddy to touch you when a door finally opened.
You blinked your tears away as Freddy abruptly stopped his movements. Ballora walked in as oblivious as ever with a trail of minireenas just behind her. You wanted to call out to her immediately but the words died in your throat when Freddy unexpectedly started moving again.
" Jeez Ballora what to-ook you so long? He asked, unabashedly still using you even if it mortified you.
" Freddy…? What are you doing? Is Y/N with you? " Worry filled her voice as she got closer, you wanted to say something to her but all you could let out was an embarrassingly wanton moan at a particularly hard thrust.
" Y/N's right here! The-re's no need to worry, I've got her sa-fe and warm! She was even sweet enough to wa-rm up my cock for me " You stared at the ground in shame, silence filling the room except for the constant shlick shlick of Freddy driving himself into you. Ballora stood in shock for a second and you were sure if she could blush she'd be the same shade of red as you were.
She silently started her stride again, quickly getting to you before carefully sliding to kneel in front of you. Freddy thankfully dropped his grip on your torso, letting you freely move. Ballora opened her arms in a simple gesture but you had to stop the sob of relief that tried to escape.
You almost collapsed into her, arms tightly wrapped around her as you were momentarily distracted from the onslaught of pleasure you were receiving. Thankfully she didn't say anything about your current predicament, instead opting to gently rub at your back.
" Oh darling what happened while I was gone? " She asked quietly, " Is Freddy being mean to you? " You laughed against her chest, new found tears slowly falling.
"Yes, he said I couldn't cum until you touched me" You didn't care if you stretched the truth a little, you already felt more at ease in Balloras hold.
" Hey! That's no-ot true! She decided to play with me and she's just ups-et that I didn't make it easy! " Freddy protested with a frown, making sure to punctuate his words with a particularly hard thrust. You made a protesting sound at his harsh treatment but didn't correct him.
" Y/N don't lie to me, i wouldn't want to have to punish you when you're so close to cumming " You shivered at the familiar words but just nodded against her, too ashamed to say anything else. She went back to rubbing your back in a soothing manner,
" If you just wanted me to touch so you could have said so darling, now let me help you princess " Ballora's kind words cut right through you, making you soft and pliable to anything she said. She easily sat you up before her hands roamed your body.
Long, elegant fingers gently traced your face and neck as she took her time mapping you out. They traced your sweater all the way down to the hem before slipping under and pressing into your stomach. Ballora leaned towards you to pepper kisses on your face, smooth metal lips cooling your overheated skin.
"Ballora…" You whined, as much as you enjoyed the attention your legs were an uncomfortable mix of numb and extremely oversensitive. You weren't quite sure how much more you could take.
" Give me a second honey, be a good girl and let me take care of you " Her lips quirked up at the mewl you gave in response before easily getting back to letting her hands roam lower.
" Y/N r-really likes it when you compliment her~ " Freddy huffed, movements unexpectedly slowing down as he pushed as far as he could into you. You weren't sure why he'd stopped until the feeling of his cum spewing into you keyed you in.
"That's not fair" You said weakly, one word away from whining before you let out a squeak as Ballora briefly pinched your thigh.
" Behave Y/N " Was the only warning she gave but your fizzled brain took it harsher than she probably meant it to sound, reflexively your eyes watered slightly.
" 'm sorry" You mumbled as you leaned back into Freddy, needy for any kind of attention that would release the pressure between your legs.
" Don't be so me-an to her Ballora " Freddy haphazardly pet your ribs with his free hand, " I've had her here for alm-ost 30 minutes, our little cumdump is just a li-ttle frustrated " You could feel your face burn at the name he called you,
"I'm not-!" Before you could even finish your sentence Ballora's smooth fingers finally grazed your aching clit. It was as if she flipped a switch inside you and you had to try to quickly censor yourself.
" I don't think she minds me being a little mean now do you Y/N? " She cooed sweetly as her fingers explored further down. A soft moan escaped you as she gently felt around as if she was mapping out how filled up you were.
It was the most intimate thing you could possibly think, her fingers following your puffy folds, applying featherlight pressure until they led to where your abused hole was stretched past your limit. She firmly rubbed the crease where Freddy’s cock and your folds met,
" See her cunts still sopping wet, were you excited for me baby? " Freddy let out a wheezing laugh at her choice of words,
" I think she is, every time you ta-lk she gets so-o tight " The way they talked about you as if you couldn't even respond made your head incredibly fuzzy, whoever programmed them must have known what they were doing.
You watched in anticipation as her digits finally traced their way back to your clit, you were a moaning mess by the time she finally started applying pressure. And naturally it didn't take long for her to bring you to the edge, you squeezed your eyes shut as you finally let the pleasure wash over you. You came to your senses when a familiar pair of lips pressed against your neck for a second,
" Didn't want you fainting on me dear " Ballora joked, you shared a breathless laugh. She let your brain catch up before she got on her feet to slowly lift you off of Freddy, thankfully helping you stand after. She held your close, waiting until you were steady on your feet to let go.
" How about we get you cleaned up, take you to the kitchen, maybe a cup of tea before you go? " She kneeled behind you in an unexpected motion, making you regain the blush you'd almost lost as she helped you get your underwear and pants on unprompted.
"It's already time to go?" You ask as you try to swallow your disappointment, catching a glimpse of Freddy tucking himself up and hobbling on his feet.
" You spent a lot of time with Foxy~ " He teased, only laughing harder at the glare you gave him.
" I'm afraid so dear, how about you come back next Saturday? I'm sure we'd all like to see you again " Ballora pressed a kiss to your hips before pulling your pants all the way up and letting you fiddle with them. Your ears burned warm at the thought of coming back, did they like you that much?
"I'll… try to come back I promise" She seemed pleased with that response as she got up and pulled you into another warm embrace which Freddy jumped in on as well.
" Good, now let's go get you ready to leave sweetie " You still weren't sure if the warm feeling in your chest was warranted but this time you didn't fight it off. While you didn't find solace in casual trespassing like you had planned, but getting your brains fucked out by two animatronics and coddled by the other bought that idea out by a landslide.
#fnaf smut#five nights at freddy's#fnaf sister location#Ballora x reader#ballora x you#Time for excessive tagging bc why not#Funtime Freddy x reader#Funtime Freddy x you#Funtime foxy x reader#Funtime foxy x you#ballora#funtime freddy#funtime foxy
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hello ^_^! I really loved your LNY chongyue art 🤤💞💞 i was actually wondering if you happened to have or know where to find a reference for the patterns on his arms since you drew them so detailed! That would be super helpful, sorry to trouble you :')! Thanks!!
thank you so much for liking it 🥹🥹💖 my chongyue liker friend actually sent me a bunch of screenshots from dillongoo's LEGEND OF CHONGYUE arknights animation!! i took some artistic liberties while drawing it but these reference images really helped and it was way better than attempting to look at other official artwork lolol
im so glad someone else noticed the stupid amount of detail i drew in his arm tattoo because i genuinely fretted over it JDJSHDKS ,, its no trouble at all really, i love when i get asks :D
#hen's asks#CHONGYUEEEEEEEEE (SCREAMING) (CRYING) (THROWING UP)#i really wanna draw him again.... 🥹#arknights
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AU-gust day 12
12 Aug 23 Book Store
“Why don’t you just ask him out already!” MC rolled her eyes at her co-worker Yoosung. The blond barely did any meaningful work when the red-head was in the book store.
“That would be unprofessional.” Yoosung tsked. He unboxed books and set them on the cart, but his amethyst eyes hardly left the other man as he made his way around the stacks.
Saeran was about the same height as Yoosung, red hair, gorgeous mint green eyes, and apparently a voracious reader. Some days he would spend hours searching for books and sitting in the in-store café reading and sipping tea. The man had a store card and Yoosung always made a point to try and be his cashier, making small talk.
He came in so often that just about every employee knew him. It was unthinkable that he could read so fast, but they had all been spellbound at how fast he turned the pages on whatever book he was reading. The subject matter was impressive as well. Anything from romance, the classics, mathematics, science, language, and manga. It didn’t seem to matter as long as he found it interesting.
The man was pulling books from the Fantasy section today, but so far he didn’t seem to have found anything worth reading.
“Why don’t you make a recommendation?” MC suggested.
“Huh?” Yoosung raised his eyebrows.
“Go on, I’ll finish this.” She took the stack of books from Yoosung and gave him a gentle push. He hesitated, then walked towards the red-head, smoothing his yellow hair.
“Uh, hey, can’t find anything you like?” he squeaked out. Clearing his throat he looked away, embarrassed.
“Seems like the same plot over and over.” Saeran shrugged, setting another book back on the shelf.
“Do you like a lot of action?” Yoosung asked, eyes lighting up.
“Yeah, dialogue too, not so much into an overabundance of scene descriptions.” He answered.
“Oh! Then you might like this new collection, it’s based off the video game LOLOL. I don’t know if you’ve played it but it’s pretty accurate to the lore. They use a lot of the same magic system. Of course they take a lot of liberty with the weapon mechanics but that’s to be expected.” He walked towards the section the books were in, turning his head to make sure the man was following. He tried to shut up, but word vomit just spewed out of him.
“Characterization is insane! I mean, there are a lot of recognizable NPC’s and they use some of the same dialogue as in the game, but, if you don’t play you still enjoy the interaction, I think it’s more for the players to find some nifty Easter eggs.” He laughed.
Saeran followed silently. Making Yoosung try and fill the silence. He felt like an idiot with his flapping tongue. Was he boring the man? Was he just being polite but wanting him to shut up already?
“Anyway, here it is.” He pulled the first book in the series and handed it to Saeran. On the cover was a wizard with his hand out, a fireball in his palm and holding an ornate staff in his other hand. The other man turned it and read the back quickly, then turned to the first page and began to read. Yoosung stood awkwardly, not sure what to do. Should he walk away?
After a very long minute Saeran looked up and smiled.
“Thank you, I think I will like this. Do you play this game?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m kind of addicted.” He laughed.
“Maybe I’ll try it.”
“You should! It’s totally fun, and even more fun with friends.” Yoosung gushed.
“Really? Hmm, maybe you could come over and help me.” Saeran said.
Yoosung’s tongue went dry. Did he really just ask that? His eyes went wide and suddenly he couldn’t speak.
“Sorry, I guess I overstepped, nevermind.” Saeran blushed and turned to grab volume two of the series.
“No! I…I mean…” Yoosung stammered, “I can totally do that! It’ll be fun.”
“Yeah?” Saeran turned back and beamed at him. “Can I get your number? I’ll call you when I get the game and I’m ready to set it up, is that OK?”
“Absolutely!” Yoosung took his phone out and opened it up as Saeran did the same, they exchanged numbers and an awkward goodbye.
Was it a date? Yoosung hoped so.
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Hey, I've really enjoyed your demo and am so looking forward to seeing where the story goes! After reading the chapter two preview and rereading the demo I wanted to give a small piece of feedback about redwoods that you may not be aware of that. Redwoods are actually only found on the West Coast of North America, in California and Oregon specifically. New England definitely has some pretty spooky cool forests but nothing quite as exotic as redwoods lol.
Hello and thank you!
I’m actually aware of that but I sort of took some creative liberties because I really wanted it in the setting 😭😭
I hope that doesn’t make it difficult to suspend your disbelief !! But the characters have powers so hopefully having redwoods in New England is probably not the most unrealistic thing out of all of this lolol
maybe I’ll add an offhand line or two and somehow explain it away
but thank you for the feedback! <3
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Some randomly generated warrior sketches. I took some liberties with a few lolol!!
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“Let’s get this straight, I’m only agreeing with this arrangement so my parents would shut up.”
continued || @mayhemxmugglesxmagic Greg & Millie
“ Aye ” he replied, voice low -- wet gravel and cracked concrete in early summer. A small pixie nest, electric and laced with dread settled in his chest. Of course she hadn’t really wanted this -- who would? Yet, there had a been a small part of Greg that had hoped ...
“ noted.”
A calloused hand rubbed against the grain of his facial hair, eye’s -- copper and faded leather lingered on her as she stood across the way. This was Millie. The same Millie he’d carried a torch for since second year when she’d found him and Vince unconscious in the corridor and didn’t tell a soul. The same Millie he’d danced with at the Yule ball. The same Millie Pansy had told him to move on from.
“ You know, Mills” he began again “ I’ve made complete haymes of myself, and me life, I really ‘ave -- but I’m chuffed it’s you. It’s always been you.”
The way Gregory responded… It was almost like he was disappointed at her comment. That was something Millie didn’t understand. Why would Greg, after his years in Azkaban want to settle down and get married to her of all people? He had his whole life ahead of him. He should’ve been living it up and bedding countless women, but no, he was stuck with her.
She couldn’t ignore the fact that she once adored Greg, that he used to make butterflies swarm inside her, but those days were long gone. Too much had changed, their school years bringing out the worst in them. On and off and back on again just for them to fall apart. Now they were being brought together, permanently bound by magical contracts.
Her head turned towards him, inclined listen to whatever the sap had to say. His words made something stir inside her, but Millie was too old and too wise to fall for the sparks of love again. After Gregory she had sworn off love and relationships, instead exploring who she was and growing in her confidence.
“Can’t say the same,” she said, keeping her walls up and her heart guarded. Of course, that wouldn’t last long, not when they were forced to endure each other’s company for the rest of their days. “Can we just get along with it and sign the papers?”
#mayhemxmugglesxmagic#took some liberties there lolol#sorry she's a bitch~#but hi friend too! long time no write!#♔ i’m not a piece of cake for you to just discard - ＭＩＬＬＩＣＥＮＴ ＢＵＬＳＴＲＯＤＥ
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Hello 👀
Can I request a Saeyoung x MC where the MC tells Saeyoung to go to bed since it's late at night? Thanks!
I kind of... had a little bit of liberty with this prompt, but I hope you still enjoy!
The slam of a closing notebook.
The squeaking of a sliding chair.
The sigh of an exhausted woman.
“Goodnight, Robokitty.”
“Good nyaight! Good nyaight!”
MC giggled softly as she leaned down to stroke the mechanical cat’s head. Even though it lacked any fur, Saeyoung had designed the creature to have a particularly warm surface, so she still derived joy from petting it. Plus, he installed a feature where scratching it between the ears would prompt it to purr. Rather than a mechanical grating sound, the purr that Robokitty emitted was rather natural-sounding. In fact, she almost sounded identical to Elizabeth the 3rd.
MC didn’t want to think about how her boyfriend managed to program that specific sound into their pet.
Her gaze traveled over to the other side of the room, where the mischievous mastermind in question sat hunched over a keyboard, his eyes somehow locked simultaneously onto all three screens and the numbers and letters rushing across them, but also onto the can of Dr. Pepper by his right hand. Somehow he managed to pick it up perfectly, without ever bumping into it or tipping it over.
“Goodnight, Robokitty,” MC repeated, adding a little emphasis on the “night” aspect. However, her attention wasn’t even on the confused little pet, who meowed another cheerful, “Good nyaight!”
Her eyes were locked onto that familiar fire-red fluffball on the other end of the room. “Won’t you wish Saeyoung a good night, too?” she asked.
The cat just tilted its head to the side before scurrying off to its bed in the corner.
“I guess it’s up to me, then,” MC whispered, and with a grunt she heaved herself up and out of her chair. Carefully she tiptoed over to his side of the room, not wanting to disturb him. As she crept over, she kept flickering her gaze from her boyfriend to his clock. Her lower lip jutted out slightly as she caught sight of the time; how much longer was he going to stay up?
More importantly, how much longer did he intend for her to stay up waiting for him?
Finally she was standing directly behind his chair—a far nicer one than hers, she might add, like the type that elite gamers used—and he still hadn’t acknowledged her presence. A mild twinge of irritation prickled inside her chest; she couldn’t understand any of the information flashing across his screen, but apparently it was far more enthralling than she was.
‘He told me he quit hacking,’ she thought, and a dark thought began to whisper from the back recesses of her mind. ‘What if he started working for another agency?’
He would never put the two of them at risk like that… right?
“Saeyoung,” she purred, and in one fluid motion she leaned over the back of his chair and cupped her hands over his eyes. “Guess who.”
His vision obstructed, Saeyoung had no choice but to stop his fervent typing and clicking. “Hmm,” he mused, and he reached up to tap his chin as though he were deep in thought. “Maid Vanderwood, are you here to take away my empty cans and bags of chips?”
Laughter poured forth from MC’s lips, and she shook her head. “I know Vanderwood isn’t your maid,” she pointed out. “Try again.”
“Hmmm,” Saeyoung dragged out his thoughtful hum, keeping her in suspense. He was clearly enjoying this as much as she was, if not more so. “Yoosung, who finally figured out I hacked into his LOLOL account to transfer his Scale of Rainbow Wyvern into my inventory?”
So that’s what he was doing. Some of the tension that had been holding her chest in a vice grip finally loosened up. “I’m cuter than Yoosung,” she protested.
“Prove it,” Saeyoung teased. “He’s pretty cute, you know.”
“Saeyouuuung,” MC groaned, and she lowered her head to rest her chin atop his messy locks. “Good nyaight, good nyaight,” she meowed, trying to imitate Robokitty.
“No no, I programmed Robokitty to sleep at this hour, so… Oh! I know who this is!” the hacker exclaimed at last. He reached up and clamped his hands around MC’s, catching her by surprise. She let out a soft yelp as he tilted his head back, causing her to nearly fall flat on top of him.
That… seemed to be exactly what he wanted.
While she was struggling to catch her balance, he pushed his lips forward and gave her a quick peck on the nose. “You’re an angel!” Saeyoung announced. “To thank me for my devotion to my goddess!”
“Your goddess?” MC tried to wriggle free from Saeyoung’s grip, but he just held onto her hands even tighter than he did before. “I thought you were Catholic, Mr. Luciel Choi.”
Saeyoung narrowed his eyes at her and then clasped his hands (and thus hers) together. “Luciel Choi was a Catholic, but Saeyoung is a devout follower of a unique goddess,” he clarified. “The goddess who takes him up to cloud nine, beyond the moon and all the way up to the space station! The one, the only, the mighty…” His voice grew louder and louder until he inhaled deeply, as if preparing to shout the name of the goddess he revered.
“Microsoft!”
“That’s not a goddess!” MC whined, and she took advantage of Saeyoung’s momentary fit of laughter to pull herself away. “Fine, then. You stay up praying to Microsoft, while Aphrodite goes to bed alone.”
That caught his attention. “The goddess of love and beauty, heading to bed alone?” He slowly spun around in his chair, and his golden eyes carried a glimmer of playfulness in their depths. “Now that won’t do.”
“Good nyaight,” MC mewed simply, flicking her hair behind her shoulder as she strode off.
Before she reached the bed on her own, though, a large weight dropped on her, tackling her onto the mattress and laughing gleefully as she yelped in surprise. “I guess I can turn in a little early. Yoosung will thank me.”
Yoosung wasn’t the only one who was going to be thanking him that night.
#saeyoung choi#mc x saeyoung#luciel choi#seven#707#mystic messenger#mysmes#mysme#fanfiction#mm fanfic#mm fiction
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It took me a lot to finish it but yaasss finally! Better quality versions of how I envision these two for What's Left Unsaid!✨
Corrected some stuff and added freckles, earrings and a bit of lip color (I loved the mate effect can you tell lolol)
Side note: they look young bc they're teens in this AU
Bonus: also did Iduna and Agnarr bc I couldn't help myself xd I like to have a clear picture of my characters oop 🙈🙈🙈
Took the liberty to modernize them a bit 🙈 (mostly Agnarr bc where I live it's quite odd for a man his age to wear a mustache) and age them up to their respective ages. In the irl versions I've seen they look in their 20's when they're 48-50 👀
#frozen#frozen headcanons#frozen modern au#modern frozen#frozen au#elsa#anna#snow sisters#agnar and iduna#whats left unsaid#yes yes this wlu#I tried to add bangs to Iduna but for some reason it looked super weird lolol#i was gonna make a joke with a TS song but id rather not kKKKKKKK#agnarr looks way better with a beard than a mustache vengan de a 1 delen#I loved giving them mickey mouse earrings ;; Elsa's are lit vintage bc vintach bb <3#and the frecklessss I suffered and redid them like 352515 times but i like them✌️😩✌️#i love the lip colors but it didn't look this strong on my pc idk which one of the screens needs calibration 🤔🤔🤔🤔
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Happy Odaiba Day!!!
I was tagged by @rockthistowninsideout to fill out these lovely templates made by @earlgreymon [link]
Honestly there were super cute and i had a lot of fun filling them out. Though I definitely took some...creative liberties when it came to the digicouples xD
Tagging @schnickledooger @50cyg @ribbonedcuriosa @elecmon @imsunnydee
If you wanna. No pressure. Hell if you see this and wanna do it even if youre aren’t tagged? Go for it lolol
Thank you!! <3
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Hi! Could I request kisses 8 from the prompt list with lucifer and belphie? Thank you! Love your writing btw like what a god lolol
omg bless you anon im glad you like my writing!!
Prompt: Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss
Lucifer
lucifer tried his best to separate work and play
usually you would respect this
but sometimes you got bored
this was one of those times
lucifer was sitting at his desk in the student council room trying to finish some paperwork that diavolo asked to be turned in by the end of the school day
you were sitting with him in silence, the only noise was coming from the pen in lucifers hand gliding across the paper
you looked at the clock
luci had about thirty minutes left until diavolo would come to collect the papers
you made your way over to lucifer and looked over his shoulder to see how much was left
and lucky for you it seemed he was on his last paper
so you took the liberty of worming your way onto his lap
lucifer stopped writing and looked at you
“y/n what are you doing, if you want to play just wait a little bit im almost done”
you looked at him with a pout
“but i want to play now”
lucifer wanted nothing more than to take you then and there but he also knew that his lord would be coming any minute now
“y/n get off of me im trying to work”
he tried to push you off but you wouldnt budge
taking a hold of his tie you pulled his face towards yours
“then make me”
his breath hitched before he captured your lips
you could feel his tongue shoving its way through into your mouth
and when you separated a string of saliva connected you too
“youll regret those words y/n”
right as he went in again there was a knock on the door
not wanting to stop at this point lucifer hastily shoved the two of you under his desk
not a moment later diavolo entered
“lucifer you in here?”
you two could hear his steps approaching the desk
“guess he left. well no matter the paperwork seems to be done”
diavolo picked it up and left the room
and the entire time lucifer made sure you kept your mouth shut by having his lips on yours
Belphie
belphie couldnt take his eyes off of you
the way you smiled and interacted with your classmates almost made him jealous
so when class was dismissed he didnt miss a beat trying to get your attention
“hey y/n”
you were packing your bag when you heard the sluggish voice of the youngest brother
“yes belphie?”
he hated that you were always so polite and kind to him
he really couldnt understand how you could act like that with him
not after what he did to you
but at the same time the smile on your face was something that he had grown to love
the classroom was empty at this point as all the students had already left to go home
taking another step closer to you he closed the gap between the two of you
he could feel you tense up at first but then you started to relax into it
once he felt you kissing him back he thought he could die right then and there
slowly pulling away he leaned his forehead onto yours
you both were slightly out of breath
“ive wanted to do that for a while”
you smiled at his comment and brought a hand up to cup his cheek
“then why dont you do it again”
he wanted to
trust me he did
“but y/n what if someone comes in this isnt exactly a discreet place”
you laughed a bit at his shyness
“then i guess we’ll just have to pray that we dont get caught”
and with that you two connected lips again
send me a character + prompt!!
#obey me! lucifer x reader#obey me! lucifer x mc#obey me! belphie x reader#obey me! belphie x mc#obey me! belphegor x reader#obey me! belphegor x mc#om! lucifer x reader#om! lucifer#om! belphegor#om! belphie
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Blood in the Water - Part II
Fandom: The Witcher
Pairing: Mafia!Jaskier x f!Reader
Word Count: 1777
Rating: E
Warning(s): Swearing, Smut
a/n: Took some liberties with naming a character, since I’ve found nothing about him in canon Witcherverse, so he’s my character now lolol.
Taglist: @ficsandcatsandficsandcats, @nevadawolfe, @witchernonsense, @magic-multicolored-miracle, @witcherwritings, @scuzmunkie - If you’d like to be added to my taglist, please let me know!
You woke to the sound of your phone skittering across your bedside table.
Groaning, you rolled over, reaching for it blindly, your other arm thrown over your eyes against the light beginning to spill through the gap in the curtains. “Hello?” you answered groggily, not even bothering to check the caller i.d. before answering.
“[Y/N]?” Jaskier’s anxious voice assailed you through the earpiece and you winced, pushing yourself up.
“Jask? What time is it?”
“A little after nine,” he answered and you groaned again.
“Why are you calling so early? Aren’t you supposed to be meeting with your dad soon?” you asked.
“I just left the restaurant,” he replied, as if it weren’t important. “I was worried about you. I tried texting you several times last night, but you never texted me back.”
“Oh shit,” you breathed, the events of the night before suddenly flooding your memory. As soon as you had gotten home from the bar you’d locked the door, drawn all the curtains, and took several shots which turned into downing nearly half the bottle of cheap vodka from your cupboard before passing out, still dressed, completely forgetting to text Jaskier.
“I’m sorry, I completely dropped the ball on that,” you said, sighing deeply, grappling with whether or not you should tell him what you saw.
“[Y/N]... is everything alright?”
“Uhm. Not really,” you admitted, frowning at the tremor that had snuck into your voice as you sat up. The clear anxiety in Jaskier’s question made up your mind. “Something happened after you left last night…”
“What do you mean?” Jaskier asked.
“When I went back into the bar to get my phone, I uh, I saw… I saw --” you had to pause to take a steadying breath before continuing. “I saw someone get murdered,” you whispered, as if afraid of being overheard.
The line went silent and panic began to well inside your chest.
“Jask...?”
“What?” he asked.
You swallowed, trying to work moisture back into your suddenly dry mouth as the horrific scene played before your eyes again.
“In the kitchen, there were these three guys and they… they were torturing this fourth guy, tied to a chair and-and I. I couldn’t look away, Jask. Oh Gods. And they…” You knew you were rambling, your stomach turning at the memory, but Jaskier didn’t interrupt you. You suddenly wished he were with you right then.
“Did anyone see you?” The urgency in Jaskier’s voice scared you.
“I--I don’t think so?”
The sudden pounding at your apartment door filled your veins with ice and you froze, your eyes snapping toward the sound.
“Shit.”
“[Y/N]? [Y/N]!”
Jaskier’s voice buzzed in your ear, but it seemed so far away; the fear gripping you turning your lips numb. When the pounding came again you nearly dropped your phone.
“[Y/N]!”
“Jaskier, there’s someone at my door,” you whispered, slowly getting off the bed.
“[Y/N], listen to me. Whatever you do, do not answer that door. I’ll be right there.”
“No Jask, I-I don’t think that’s a good idea,” you said, approaching the front door cautiously; the sound of muffled voices coming from the other side. Taking a deep breath you peered through the peephole, only for your suspicions to be confirmed. Three imposing figures stood in the hall, crowding your door, the one closest was the man in the dark suit.
“How the hell did they find me?” you whispered, jumping when the man outside banged on the door again.
“Open up, we know you’re in there. If you cooperate we won’t have to hurt you.”
“Fuck,” you swore under your breath, bringing the phone back to your ear, only to catch the end of Jaskier’s tirade.
“[Y/N], are you there?”
“Hey. I’m here. Jaskier, I-I have to go though. I’ll call you later…”
“Wait, no don’t hang up--”
With all the willpower you possessed, you hung up.
“...If I’m still alive later.”
Wiping your eyes you lifted your chin and opened the door. “How can I help you gentlemen?” you asked, forcing yourself to look their leader in the eye, your voice only trembling slightly. You wanted to smile reassuringly, but you couldn’t quite make your face cooperate. You just hoped you didn’t look as terrified as you felt.
“So you know why we’re here?” the man asked, giving you a once over.
“Not really.”
The man smirked. “Playing innocent won’t help you darlin’. I saw you with my own two eyes last night. So let’s save each other some time and get straight to the point.”
Swallowing, you forced yourself to breathe.
“I didn’t tell anyone what I saw. And I don’t plan on it,” you lied quickly.
The man’s smirk only deepened. “I hope for your sake you’re telling the truth. But that’s not for me to decide. Come on.” Clasping a large hand on your shoulder he pulled you out into the hall.
“Where are you taking me?” you asked nervously, wetting your lips.
“The Boss wants a word with you.”
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You’d been blindfolded as soon as you’d been shoved into the back seat of a sleek nondescript dark car parked outside. With no sense of how far you’d traveled you had no idea where you’d been taken as you were led blindly out of the car and into a building. Steered through several corridors you stumbled into a room and were pushed into a chair, the blindfold roughly pulled from your head. Blinking at the suddenness of sight you gaped at the dim room around you, your gaze settling on the chair behind the heavy wooden desk in front of you.
The chair spun slowly to face you and in any other situation you would have scoffed at the theatrics of it, but the man that sat before you now inspired no humour. Leaning forward he regarded you over steepled fingers, his striking blue eyes holding you captive.
“[Y/N], right?” the man asked, studying you intently. You had a feeling those sharp eyes could see right through you.
Unable to summon your voice you merely nodded.
“You tend the bar at my humble pub.”
You nodded again at his observation.
“So, you are aware of who I am?”
Swallowing, you nodded a third time. The man raised an eyebrow, as if waiting for you to say it aloud. Clearing your throat awkwardly you answered.
“You’re Alfred Pankratz, the Boss of the Pankratz crime syndicate.”
“Good girl,” he purred with a curt nod of his head.
Something about the way his blue eyes caught the light seemed increasingly familiar, but you pushed the thought aside, instead focusing on his words.
“I have it on good authority, [Y/N], that you witnessed something you weren’t supposed to last night. Is that correct?”
“Y-yes… sir,” you added belatedly, unsure how to refer to him.
“You saw my capos kill a man, is that correct?” he asked bluntly and you nodded.
“I-I didn’t mean to. I left my phone behind at work, you see, and when I went back in to get it…” you explained, your voice trailing off under his thin lipped smile.
“A bad twist of luck,” he remarked, sitting back in his chair. “Now, importantly, have you told anyone what you witnessed [Y/N]?”
“No sir,” you replied quickly, again hoping the lie wasn’t obvious. Jaskier was the last person you wanted to get dragged into this mess.
“Good. And do you plan on telling anyone what you saw?”
“No sir!” you exclaimed with even more force. “I would never. I-I swear. I ain’t no snitch.”
Alfred Pankratz snorted, amusement filling the sound. “We shall see, Miss [Y/N].”
From your peripheries you saw the men from earlier, his capos, move in, reaffixing the blindfold over your eyes.
“We’ll be watching [Y/N] and we will know if you break your word.”
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They’d taken your blindfold off before pushing you out of the car in front of your building. Tripping over the curb you glanced back at the car as it pulled away, letting out quite possibly the longest breath ever. It had felt as though you’d been holding it in since the capos had knocked on your door.
Climbing the stairs to your apartment you barely noticed that your door was left unlocked, and as soon as you stepped inside Jaskier nearly knocked you backwards as he embraced you.
“Jesus Christ [Y/N], don’t fucking scare me like that again,” he exclaimed, pulling you against his chest in a bone creaking hug. “I thought… nevermind what I thought,” he muttered quickly, pulling back to look you over, his hands brushing your clothes, your hair, your skin in a frenzied haste as he searched you for injuries.
“You thought you’d never see me again,” you finished, the very same thought having raced through your mind the entire time you were gone.
“Yeah,” Jaskier replied simply, taking a shaky breath. “Where did they take you?”
“I don’t know,” you answered distractedly, reaching up to hold his face between your hands, needing to feel him; your eyes searching his face as though committing the sight to memory. “I was blindfolded. I talked to the Boss of the Pankratz family himself.”
At that Jaskier’s eyes widened before darkening momentarily -- so quickly you weren’t entirely sure you hadn’t imagined it.
“I promised him I would tell anyone.”
“They didn’t hurt you?” he asked instead.
“No. I’m a little shaken,” an understatement, “but I’m alright.”
Without warning Jaskier’s lips were on yours as he scooped you into his arms, walking you backwards toward your bed. You went eagerly, your lips moving against his with a ferocity that startled even you. Laying you back on the bed Jaskier crawled over you, deepening the kiss, his hands ghosting up your sides, lifting up your shirt. Breaking the kiss only long enough for him to rid you of the garment, you tugged at his; running your hands up his chest to tangle in his dark hair.
You’d always thought it ridiculous in movies when couples would have crazy passionate sex right after a life and death situation, but now you felt you could understand. Every touch, every caress made you feel alive and you reveled in it.
Rolling Jaskier to his back you straddled him as you tore at his belt, kissing him like some ravenous beast as you unbuttoned his jeans and slipped your hand beneath his boxers to caress his quickly hardening length; swallowing his moans.
If you’d considered your relationship with Jaskier casual, bordering on something more before now, you had a feeling things were going to be different from here on out.
#jaskier x reader#jaskier imagines#jaskier smut#the witcher fic#jaskier#dandelion#julian alfred pankratz#mafia!jaskier#fic: blood in the water#my writing
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40 Questions — Meme for Fic Writers
Don’t you sometimes see those ask games and wish you could just fkg do them all? On this sunny Saturday, we make our dreams reality lolol
1. Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.
Short fic, I usually get a small scene I want written so I write around it, plus I love short stories with interesting punchline.
2. Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?
Probably, I don’t know them all ^^’
3. Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?
Writing about stuff that disgust me I guess.
4. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?
Like 5-6? I want to write about a restaurant but set in a world where people have powers I think the combo could be very funny. The main character has the power of insight, the plonge is a giant pool where you swim around cleaning. Backstories of characters with shitty and amazing powers and how they ended up here. Rival to lover character that has the power to see into the future.
5. Share one of your strengths.
Dialogues, subversion, and humor; classmates often said I have a touch to spin a sad story into something positive/happier.
6. Share one of your weaknesses?
I get tired when I describe something for longer than 4 sentences.
7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
“In what kind of trouble have we walked right into?”, I ask my companions as they’re idly fixing their attire. Together, we’ve face many perils and this mission ranks among one of the most dangerous. Yet, the others had been…how should I say it…professional! Rescuing kidnapped princesses, vanquishing terrifying monsters, quests to restore mythical artifacts, save nations from insidious plots. Oddly enough, “Does this dress make me look fat?”, is not the answer I’m looking for.
Ribbon in my hair is the first time I wrote about my knights, I first dreamt about them when I as 18, my boyfriend at the time called my idea stupid and my world building pointless so I only started writing about them when I was 21. Now I write about them a little bit every year :)
8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
“Do you really want your last words to be complaints?”
“I die as I lived.”
“Will we become a fruit tree?”
“I don’t think so, it’s never been the case for my ancestors.”
“I’d love it if we could turn into a banana tree.”
“I’m not from the southern regions, plus I like apples more.”
“Just imagine, our fruits could have been banana flambée”
This death scene was a big finale to a story I wrote for a class in Uni, a story of war between clan of forest and volcano people, of the supposedly brutal death of a Goddess, of a mysterious apple tree whose fruit give vision of the past. I should revisit it.
9. Which fic as been the hardest to write?
My analysis on D’Artagnan and the figure of the hero. Granted it’s an essay for school but I deeply loved it. I was too afraid to write or ask for help from the professor in charge of me (which made our relationship tense ^^’) but when I did, it was beautiful and I was very proud got 89% :D
10. Which fic has been the easiest to write?
A play called Adelaide where an old couple reads their old fairytale book about a Prince on a quest to save a Princess. They bicker about the other misreading the story but we finally get to the part where the Prince tosses the princess apart to get a better view of the dragon of which he falls instantly in love. The book is actually their wedding album.
11. Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby?
It’s one of my passions, but it’s not something I think I could live on so I delegated it to my hobby.
12. Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?
The wedding scene in Shrek 2, my mind was blown when I saw it in theaters and when I need inspiration to write, I rewatch it.
13. What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?
Presentation is important. If trying to read you gives people headaches, they’ll stop. Choose a nice big font, space with paragraphs, be mindful of your spelling and missing words. Read out loud because some things written are bad said.
14. What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?
I must’ve been lucky in this regard, I don’t think I’ve ever received advice that made me go NO, but I did have to listen/read stuff that made me gag.
15. If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?
I would love to the Adelaide acted out, some adjustments would be required because I’m no expert in play writing but I think I’d be great.
16. If you only could write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be?
Luyenor’a and Taram, names are placeholders as of now but they’re two of my knight, being the “only pairing I’m allow to write about forever” means I’d get more knight shenanigans done.
17. Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?
I’m doing bullets point of what I want to happen and write stuff without much order. Some days I have no inspirations for what goes in the beginning but have loads for a later point. I surf the wave when it presents itself.
18. Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?
Word on my computer, a notebook in my bag, the note app in my phone.
19. Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?
I have little trinkets all around my computer to invite inspiration.
20. Describe your perfect writing conditions.
Freshly woken up, having eaten, drinking something sugary and sometimes apple cider because the alcohol help lower my inhibition.
21. How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?
I read out loud at least once the whole thing, helps with missing words but dude I reread my stuff on ao3 and always find mistakes still ^^’
22. Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit it into your current writing style. (Person sending the ask is free to make suggestions).
I’m not going to put here because it’s in French and I don’t want to translate now but I wrote Vision of a world, mine when I was 16 and damn was I already depressed then?
23. If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?
The Princess and the Soldier, some gay fairytale I think my first one, I’m sure I can do better bow
I also have one about a janitor and it’s a murder mystery I could redo
24. Have you ever deleted one of your published fics?
Once by accident, I was so angry I never rewrote it.
25. What do you look for in a beta?
I don’t really use beta (beta reader right?) but I guess I’ve had like 3-4 when I was in Uni and had to read people’s wip and they read mine. They’d talk about what they liked, links they noticed, things that seemed weak or to change
26. Do you beta yourself? If so, what kind of beta are you?
I usually just point out the stuff I like
27. How do you feel about collaborations?
For a class in college, we had to act out a play we wrote collectively. Ten sketches written in pairs/alone. I made sure I was alone so I wouldn’t be saddled with someone else to write my sketch
28. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.
I don’t follow fic writers; I just am in a mood for a ship and read what’s available. I do like my friend @alumort ‘s fics tho ^^
29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?
There was a Phineas and Ferb fic focused on Perry I really loved. Their world building was something I’d never seen and they abandoned the story, so I did fanfic of a fic. Never dared to post it anywhere I mean it was their world to begin with.
30. Do you accept prompts?
Of course, when inspiration is given I accept
31. Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?
I don’t care about canon but I do love using it when there are little trivia to enrich the character.
32. How do you feel about smut?
Love to read it sometimes, would love to write it. Some I’m like………….youveneverhadsexhaveyou…………………
33. How do you feel about crack?
Love it!!!!!!!! I’m too self-conscious to write it tho. Oh maybe that could be a never before written trope I could try?
34. What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con?
Rape I can’t, dub-con where underlying requited feelings exist but anxiety™ don’t let the characters express them but they’re drunk so it surfaces is okay
35. Would you ever kill off a canon character?
Hell yeah! I do when/if the death makes sense (I am still pissed at Kishi for Neji)
36. Which is your favorite site to post fic?
Ao3 is where I post,I used devianart when I had one
37. Talk about your current wips.
Marry Me for the Love of Cake: God I’m so sorry to the few people who followed it, I said I’d pick it up before the end of 2019 and well……I have the ending in bullet points
Yours, with Love: I hope I’ll finish it…I have most of the ending in bullet points
I guess I’m into rom com at the moment lolol
38. Talk about a review that made your day.
I made my best friend read All this for a Roll Cake, and she laughed so much at my work, I took a picture I look at from time to time to remain humble.
39. Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them?
Thankfully I’ve never received a rude review. My professor once told me it seemed kinda unnatural how unlucky my protagonist was vs. how lucky his love interest was (All this for a Roll Cake) but that was the whole point of the story so I just ignored her.
40. Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one).
Writing this I realised I lost my final version of All this for a Roll Cake T^T so I guess I’d rewrite the ending I have of the before the last version I still have.
Well this was fun ^^ got to revisit my works and remember many beloved pieces of fiction I wrote, I look forward to my next projects
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[Kanji/Romaji/English Lyrics] Growth RE:START Vol. 2 - Promessa
This song made me cry more than any other song I’ve listened to orz. So like, ShuEi’s married in “Hidden Eclipse” and KenRyo’s got themselves a baby here lolol.
Also, a special thanks to @nebulous-wanderings, and @rubymikun for helping with some translation, and to @ryuukia for sharing the BK and audio while my CD was delayed XD Love you, guys~!
Audio can be heard here, if you want to listen, too ^^
※ Please don’t re-post the kanji/romaji and English translations without permission.
Full lyrics under the cut, enjoy~!
[Promessa]
KANJI:
結ばれた命には罪など無いけれど
道ならぬ恋ならばそれも許されまいと
二人の赤子を連れ 故郷（くに）を追われてゆく
降りかかる剣尖を逃れ
闇へと 落ちるように
荒ぶる滝の飛沫に打たれ
横たえた子を庇い 凌ぐ
あの日の君と眠れる夜 淡い夢を見て
浮かべた時間が幻でも この身 委ねたい
それでも 私は抱き締める 託された命を
君との願いを掛けた歌 そばにある限り
流れゆく鳥の群れ 終わりのない旅
焼けるような日差し浴びて 渇き 声も失くし
時折 振り返れば 君の影を見る
幼子の無垢な顔に 愛を映し 溢れた雫
朽ちた煉瓦に染み入る涼夜
か細い手足で温め合う Ah
最後にくれた 契りの輪に 刻まれた言葉
儚い霧に飲まれそうな 心照らすから
誰かに 認められなくても 輝ける命よ
変わらぬ愛が 私たちを 永遠に繋いでいる
Hah
逸れても 生まれた場所へと集って
思い出を囲んで 暮らせたなら
今は まだ幼い二人の火種に
燃え盛る希望が 拓けるだろう
あの日の君へ届けたい声が こだまするの
果たせないまま 悔しいでしょうねぇ
どうか 前を見て
最後に君と眠れた夜 夢見た未来と
宿した命は腕のなか 穏やかな寝顔
この世界に君が居た事で 輝ける命よ
変わらぬ愛が 私たちを 永遠に繋いでいる
願いを掛けた歌 そばにある限り Ah
ROMAJI:
musubareta inochi ni wa tsumi nado nai keredo
michinaranu koi naraba sore mo yurusaremai to
futari no akago wo tsure kuni wo owarete yuku
furikakaru kensen wo nogare
yami he to ochiru you ni
araburu taki no shibuki ni utare
youkotaeta ko wo kabai shinogu
ano hi no kimi to nemureru yoru awai yume wo mite
ukabeta toki ga maboroshi demo kono mi yudanetai
soredemo watashi wa dakishimeru kakusareta inochi wo
kimi to no negai wo kaketa uta soba ni aru kagiri
nagareyuku tori no mure owari no nai tabi
yakeru you na hizashi abite kawaka koe mo nakushi
tokiori furikaeraba kimi no kage wo miru
osanako no muku na kao ni ai wo utsushi koboreta shizuku
kuchita renga ni shimiiru ryouya
kabosoi teashi de atatameau ah
saigo ni kureta chigiri no wa ni kizamareta kotoba
hakanai kiri ni nomaresou na kokoro terasu kara
dareka ni mitomerareru naku to mo kagayakeru inochi yo
kawaranu ai ga watashitachi wo towa ni tsunaideiru
hah
haguretemo umareta basho he to tsudotte
omoide wo kakonde kuraseta nara
ima wa mada osanai futari no hidane ni
moesakaru kibou ga hirakeru darou
ano hi no kimi he todoketai koe ga kodamasuru no
hatasenai mama kuyashii deshou
douka mae wo mite
saigo ni kimi to nemureta yoru yumemita mirai to
yadoshita inochi wo ude no naka odayaka na negao
kono sekai ni kimi ga itakoto de kagayakeru inochi yo
kawaranu ai ga watashi tachi wo towa ni tsunaideiru
negai wo kaketa uta soba ni aru kagiri ah
ENGLISH:
Two lives that are connected isn’t sinful at all but,
an illicit love affair can be an unforgivable thing.
We take our child and leave our hometown,
running away from the swords pointed at us,
and falling into darkness.
The harsh splash of the waterfall hit as
we desperately try to protect the living child.
I saw a fleeting dream on that night I slept with you.
Even if that moment in time was an illusion, I’ll devote myself to you.
Even so, I will embrace this life entrusted to me,
as long as I have that song of wishes that you have given me.
The birds are flying from their nest as they go on a never-ending journey.
Their voices disappear as they bask in the sun.
Sometimes, when I look back, I feel like I can see your shadow.
With an overflowing love reflected on that childish, innocent face.
Even the rotting brick of a decrepit old house
will be able to keep those thin hands and feet warm. Ah~
The last vows that you gave to me are engraved in my heart,
and will light my way even when it seems like I’ll be swallowed by an eternal mist.
Even if no one will accept it, this life is brilliant.
This unchanging love of ours will connect us for eternity.
Hah~
Even if I wander far, I’ll eventually return to what was my home.
If it’s a place surrounded by memories,
then, right now it’s what still remains of our innocence.
I’m sure it will turn into a blaze of hope.
The voice that I wanted to reach you remains a whisper.
It must be difficult to know that it will never reach but,
please, continue looking forward.
I saw a dream of the future on that last night I slept with you.
With this life I took care of right in my arms, sleeping with such a gentle face.
The fact that you were in this world made this life a brilliant one.
This unchanging love of ours will connect us for eternity.
As long as I have that song of wishes that you have given me..
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※ Please remember that some creative liberty is used to convey meaning ^^
#growth#growth translations#lyrics translation#my translations#tsukipro#this song is so sad yall#it made me cry a bunch of times#and yet it's so catchy#i stopped halfway into translating because i was legit crying#oh my god#why is this song so sad??
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Writing Meme! B, G, M, N & Z! :3a
This got pretty long, so I’m gonna pop it under a cut.
End of Year Writing Meme
B. Who’s your favorite side-character from something you wrote?
Nooooooo, you can’t make me choose. That’s so mean. Okay, instead of picking my favorite, I’m gonna rank them.
1. Lucy Sheffield (Morgana) – Mum is best. She’s the very epitome of patient and caring mother figure but she still won’t take your shit. Either lie still so you can heal properly or be lashed to the bed, Harry Hart.
2. Thomas Brampton (Lancelot) – he’s a shit and a kinda terrible father figure, but Harry and Lucy love him very much, so he has that going for him, I guess. He’s also a credible mentor, but he’s really kind of shit if you back up and look at the big picture, based on some of the interpersonal lessons he tries to impress upon Harry. But he’s my shit and I love him.
3. Mortimer Gainsborough – bruh I don’t think you understand how much of a hate boner I have for this asshole. He is the fucking worst but he’s also a pretty compelling villain, at least he will be once we have P&M and History Book fully underway.
4. Mickey and Maddy – God, I love them both so much. They’re good kids, Brent.
5. Wesley Emerson Wallace (Tristan) – We intended on making a neutral character that was divided up the middle between loyalty to Chester and respect for Galahad and Merlin, and ended up hurting ourselves in the process lolol
6. The Sons of Liberty – This is more your baby than mine, but I like them and I’m keeping them. They’re all so good, from Mina and her love affair with Champ down to Diani and Teagan being work wives. (And actual wives :D)
7. War – I can’t wait to bring her back into the equation. She’s very compelling to me. She and the Lion are going to be very fun.
G. Where do you think you grew the most this year?
Honestly, I don’t think I’ve grown a whole lot, so much as I have expanded sideways? My vocabulary has improved, and I’ve worked on a couple of turns of phrase that I like a lot. It’s just harder to quantify this year when Bon Dia! was my capstone for the fandom and that was completed in November of 2017. It doesn’t feel like I can top it. I’m honestly not satisfied with how In Bloom is turning out. It went…somewhere I didn’t really want it to and I wrote myself into a corner. For 2019 I’ve determined that I’m going to finish a fic in its entirety, give it an editing pass, probably pass it off to you to beta, and then publish. It means slower writing, but a more polished product, I think.
A couple of rather nasty anons left me wondering if I should even write for the fandom at all. Then I decided that I don’t care and I’m gonna do me. If they don’t like it they can sit down to a steaming plate of dicks and I’ll continue to do what I’m doing.
M. Meta! Have any meta about a story you’re dying to throw out there?
Hahahahahahaha I have SO MUCH meta. Most of it is spoilery for P&M and I really feel like a lot of people who read our stuff would chew off an arm to get at our Discord logs, just for a chance to read through the shit we spitball at each other.
N. Anything you were planning to write that never got written?
Oh, lord, yes, lots. There was that Spies and Prejudice thing in Regency AU I was planning on doing, but I lost the thread for it and just never completed it. There’s a couple of things I want to take a whack at – one of them is a one-shot that isn’t even for Kingsman, it’s a capstone ‘what happens after’ for the movie Hardcore Henry.
Z. If you could choose one work and immediately finish it, what would it be? How would you end it?
I know a lot of people probably expect me to say Douleur La Exquise, but honestly, I’d have to say Poison the Wellspring. It’s pretty deep in my archives, two chapters written of Phil set up to be a pawn in Loki’s attempt at destroying the Avengers from the inside. It was meant to read like a thriller, and I think I was far more ambitious than I am now when I started it. I had a gameplan to bring Thanos into it, way back in the dark ages of 2012, and I meant to bring in all these Marvel IPs that no one would have recognized, like Doctor Strange. With a lot of the choices Marvel has made, I’ve lost a lot of interest in writing it as a whole, but I’d still like to take another whack at it, next year.
If I could finish it right now, it would be thirty chapters of slow burn Capsicoul topped off with Phil’s rising paranoia and urging from Loki to push more of the Avenger’s secrets into his waiting hands. Soon, however, he stops hearing Loki and starts hearing a far more compelling voice, one with more strength of will and conviction in it. He starts hearing Thanos and the last vestiges of Phil that remains the loyal man he was before Loki’s capture rally together and provide him with a single moment of clarity. Deep in the watches of the night, he leaves his bed in the Tower and goes to the gymnasium. Tony’s built them a pool for laps, and Phil sinks himself to the bottom to drown himself – only to be saved by Steve. He can’t explain why he’s done this, thanks to the geas placed by Loki, so he’s pushed into therapy.
Soon, however, it becomes clear when Thanos arrives on earth looking for the stones, and Phil basically hands over the Avengers compound to him on a silver platter, admonishing Steve that he should have let him drown. Thanos, amused at the anguish this causes, imbues Phil with enough power to incapacitate the Avengers himself. It’s with a sense of horror that Phil complies, as all the team realizes he’s been planning this from the start – and Phil knows all their weaknesses, because that’s what he’s trained to know.
Thanos gains the gauntlet and nearly cripples the Avengers, until the geas, its purpose fulfilled, breaks – because Loki is nothing if not clever, and he placed that failsafe long before Thanos took over Phil’s thoughts and actions. Phil manages to take the gauntlet in a moment Thanos’s guard is down, when he’s communing with Death, and he banishes Thanos. He’s so tired, his will drawn so thin, he can’t muster the willpower to kill him, only bind him elsewhere. He brings back the Avengers, and then collapses, shattering the gauntlet into pieces and scattering them across the universes. The stones remain, for the Avengers to protect.
When Phil wakes up, it’s with Steve hovering over him in the hospital. Phil asks him where they stand, now that everything has come to light. He betrayed them all, perhaps against his will, but he didn’t fight near hard enough to break free. Even his relationship, while it had made him happy, was built on lies. He doesn’t know how or why Steve would still trust him, or even want to look at him.
Steve just tells him that he’s got a long road to rebuild that trust, and maybe they should wait before resuming what they had – even still, it won’t ever be the same. But Steve? Steve loves Phil, and knows that being compelled to do something isn’t the same as choosing to do it of one’s own free will. Steve, if Phil will have him, will be waiting for Phil to be ready. And if he never is, that’s all right, but they don’t have to talk about it now. Phil should get better, and should take some time just to be himself, since he hasn’t been able to do that in a long time. It ends on a bittersweet note, but there’s a mutual understanding between them that it isn’t the end, it’s more of a tabula rasa for them – the slate wiped clean, and they have to relearn about themselves and each other once again. But both of them are willing to put the work in.
That’s what makes it a relationship. Because it takes work. It takes wanting to see the other person happy, to see them grow and be complete in their own way, with or without you. Tribulations and pain do come, but they also go, and taking someone’s hand and promising that you’ll be there for them, well. For me, it doesn’t really change. And it never will.
#lywinis writes#lywinis memes#end of the year meme#Kingsman#Capsicoul#tagging it that because there is indeed Capsicoul under the cut#bearfethers
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