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Imagine it—
FazEnt’s servers hum in the dark, air thick with that static-prickling tension that means he’s here. No one else notices the flickers in the lights, the cameras that linger too long, the faint laughter from speakers that shouldn’t be on. But you do. You’ve learned that the way the Pizzaplex feels when William Afton—no, that thing he’s become—is present is different.
He’s not just haunting the place. He’s woven into it like the code itself dreams in his voice. The other staff? Hypnotized, tricked, corrupted. They carry out little “tasks” without ever remembering they did them. That’s his hunting ground. But for you…
…for you, it’s not hunting.
You’ll be at your workstation and the monitor glitches for a second, a faint lavender flicker in the black, and suddenly there’s a tiny, mechanical plush-bunny version of him—ears twitching, glassy purple eyes catching the light—perched on your desk. His voice is still that eerie, silken purr, even through tinny speakers:
"I wondered if you’d forgotten to eat again. You’re… terribly predictable, you know."
Sometimes it’s your personal service bot meant to restock paper cups that suddenly stops mid-task, turns toward you, and says something only he would know. Sometimes your own music player starts playing a soft, off-key rendition of a song he knows you like, just because he can.
There’s something unnervingly tender in it. Possessive, yes—like a magician showing you a trick no one else gets to see. But also protective, in that predator-lurking-by-your-side way. If anyone messes with you? Their security credentials mysteriously vanish. Their work emails glitch into nonsense. Cameras “catch” them doing things they never did.
You live with the constant awareness that you have an eerie, supernatural, digital bunny man who can reach through every wire and circuit in the building...and somehow, inexplicably, he’s chosen you as the one person he doesn’t want to break.
(Oh yeah so... In my AU, William is Glitchtrap himself and yeah he is corrupted everything, haunted the pizzeria blah blah this is just a indulgent for myself)
I was a weird kid(I still am)
No but like tell me why I was reading a Glitchtrap x Reader fic in 6th grade where the reader gets Stockholm syndrome after being kidnapped by Glitchtrap and him killing the readers best friend...
JUST...WHY...
WAS I THAT BORED???
I DIDNT EVEN LIKE GLITCHTRAP
CONTROL | GLITCHTRAP
a/n: hope this turns out okay, first time writing for him.
warnings: manipulation, pet names (like whore, slut.) stalking, minors dni!!, needy reader, fingering, mind controlling, creampie, unprotected oral-office sex (almost caught), and fluff.
wc: 800+
It was your first day being a nightguard at this creepy pizzeria, you thought to yourself, why do kids go here? The animatronics are just so creepy looking. On your way, finding your office with your flashlight, you heard something run across the hall behind you-—making your heart beat fast.
"Hello?" You turned around and called out, but no one called out which freaked you out more. You just continued walking towards your office, finally finding it and going inside.
Sitting down, still paranoid about what you heard. Looking to your left, and right, even above and behind you to make sure no one was there. Oh. But, there was someone watching you, stalking your every move. You started to do some work for a couple of hours, then took a half hour break.
You felt goosebumps rise on your skin, this pizzeria wasn't like a any normal one—-it's haunted, haunted. You hated haunted stuff but you needed a job to get some money for what was happening at home. This was the only job you could get, it was hiring new guards anyways. How bad can this night get?
Few hours pass by..
Someone sneaks up behind you and taps your shoulder, making you freeze-—not wanting to turn around but from what was behind you, you had to. So, you slowly turned your chair around and you froze completely, you saw a bunny from what it seemed, with purple eyes, dirty green fur, whiskers, and some..creepy teeth.
You were too scared to speak, the bunny was just staring at you, waiting for you to say something. You finally got some courage to stutter out, "W-Who are you?"
"I'm Glitchtrap, so sorry for the random appearance, my friend." He said. "It's okay, Glitchtrap." You said, "Do you want anything from me?" You asked. He smirked, then chuckled.
"You, I want you. I've been watching you for a while now. You're the prettiest thing."
You were creeped out that he was watching you work, but at the same time, you felt heat rising to your cheeks. He made you blush, your cheeks were completely red. You thought to yourself, this is so embarrassing. oh my god.
Glitchtrap was smirking at you, "Aww, looks like someone found that flattering." He teased. "S-Shut up!" You stuttered.
"What was that?" He said, in a hoarse voice walking closer to you. You were already wet, you felt a pool of wetness in your panties. You need him now. You stand up out of your chair, getting close to him, y'all's bodies grinding on each other.
You choked out a moan, without realizing. That's what got Glitchtrap going, that. "You're so needy.." Glitchtrap moaned out, as you kept grinding against him.
You stopped, looking up at him with 'fuck me' eyes. "You want me to fuck you that bad, huh? Such a slut you are." he said. You clenched around nothing at the pet name, "Please." You begged.
"Not yet, I wanna tease you a bit first, sugar." He said, smirking, taking his body off of you.
Slowly working his way down to your pants, taking them off. He saw your wet spot on your panties, making him grin.
"Already so wet and I haven't even touched you." Glitchtrap said, in a deep voice. "Finger-fuck me." You begged, and he was a bit shocked from the request but accepted it, and took your panties off. Lifting you up, grabbing your ass, and setting you on the desk.
You whined out, "Just do it already!". He chuckled, "Such a needy one, you are."
Glitchtrap ran a finger up and down your wet folds before inserting two of them. You let out a loud moan, "oh fuck!". Starting to thrust his fingers in and out of you, hitting that right spot inside of you, making you a moaning mess—-but before you could cum, he took his fingers out, leaving you whining.
"You're gonna cum all over my cock." He smirked as he undid his belt, and took his pants and boxers off. Holy. shit. He was huge, how was that gonna fit? You thought.
"How is that gonna fit?" You asked, "It will fit." He replied. Lining himself up at your entrance, slowly pushing into you.
When he was fully in, he didn't give you time to adjust, he just started thrusting fast, and rough—-making you moan out his name loudly, but he covered your mouth to muffle your moans. "mm- don't want us getting caught do you, slut?" He asked, in a deep, dark, hoarse voice. That, made you clench around him tighter, "Fuck, baby. I'm gonna cum."
You moaned, "Please cum inside of m-me!" You begged, and he quicked the pace to make you both cum at the same time, when y'all both came—-you screamed out his name, hoping no one heard you. Glitchtrap just groaned loudly, and pulled out of you.
Cum filling your tight pussy, spilling out of it.
You leaned in and kissed him, he kissed back. The kiss was tender, passionate, and rough.
Both of you back away for air, then you whisper 'i love you.' to Glitchtrap, he whispered back–-' I love you too.
gimmie requests for Springtrap lmao. he’s my comfort character and I like him.
anyway requests are open send me either romantic or platonic hcs 4 springtrap
also send me some with glitchtrap‼️ I wanna see how I write him lol (they might not be stellar since I haven’t watched much of hw gameplay but)

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Just wanted to drop in and say your writing is amazing! 💝 Like seriously, it’s so good! And thanks to you, I’ve officially became a Springtrap and Glitchtrap simp T_T.
WOW I CAN’T BELIEVE IT I’VE CONVERTED YOU
also tysm!! im still scared af to play help wanted so I might watch a playthrough and then I’m gonna start writing for Glitchtrap‼️
kinda considering writing either romantic or platonic headcanons w/ glitchtrap once I’ve finished the game lol
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy's Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Glitchtrap (Five Nights at Freddy's)/Reader Characters: GlitchTrap - Character, Reader, Female Reader - Character, ocs to be added Additional Tags: death?, Possessive Behavior, Possession, unwanted attention from an evil ai?, idk i'm bored, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:
What can I say? It's a Glitchtrap x reader fic.
Okay, so the long/short of it the reader was hired by Silver Parasol games as a play tester which is how they ran into Glitchtrap to begin with. Through plot that will be reveled later, they ended up merging with him, but it didn't quite go as planned. Now they are two minds sharing one body. And this is mostly life after that, at least for now.
Also, Glitchtrap is not William Afton. He's more of a badly made/corrupted backup/copy, I guess? Idk, but they are different people in this fic.
Anyway, enjoy the domestic fluffiness with extra edge!