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Could-could I get Fnaf 4 crew nsfw? If not, that's ok, I'll just go back to my hole. Uh- *anxious anon has fled*
Let me say this first and foremost. All the animatronics are dominant because they are the nightmares of the mind. It is kind of hard for me to imagine them being fully submissive.
I would also like to say now that I do not do boy x boy. Not because I don’t support it, because I do, it’s because I don’t have any experience with it. I like to write things that I can relate too. Hope you guys understand.
Also, no need to be anxious! Your not the only one who wanted something like this XD
Nightmare Freddy:
This man is a gentleman.
He’ll caress your skin and kiss you as he enters you.
He’ll immediately stop if it starts to hurt.
But once you get going… whoa.
I M P R E G N A T I O N K I N K
He likes kids.
I mean… he has the Freddles, why not let them have some more siblings?
Nightmare Bonnie:
Likely to have a playlist for getting it on.
Obsessed with leaving hickeys on your neck.
A U R A L I S M K I N K
(sexual arousal or excitement caused by sound)
The louder you sound, the bigger the bruise on your hips.
Probably uses some kind of protection.
Nightmare Chica:
This girl loves having sex in the kitchen.
Some of the nightmares have walked in.
Most just walked out embarrassed as Chica just continued to finger you while of course, Nightmare Bonnie asked if he could join.
F O O D K I N K
Loves licking food off of you.
Literally will bite.
Her favorite, obviously being icing.
Nightmare Foxy:
Hickeys, Hickeys, Hickeys, H I C K E Y S
No part of your body is left untouched.
He’ll grab you from your room and drag you into the closet.
Pining you against the wall and the next thing you know, your clothes are gone.
He’ll also do this if he gets jealous.
Talking with one of the animatronic for too long, especially Bonnie
You’ll be bent over the nearest piece of furniture with him biting your neck.
Very territorial.
Nightmare Fredbear:
Will start to kiss you while you sleep.
You’ll just wake up to an extremely horny Fredbear squishing your boob.
Is obsessed with your pleasure.
You’re not aroused? He’s not satisfied.
You will have one of the best experiences with him.
Knows when to be gentle and rough.
Likes to blindfold sometimes.
Nightmare:
Okay… this man.
Obsessed with nicknames.
Baby girl, princess, little lady.
He is also the BDSM master.
Bondage, foreplay, overstimulation…
An absolute master of it.
Will sometimes finger you under the dinner table
Getting off to how you start to buck into his finger while trying to keep a conversation.
(Your Name) (Last Name) is a prodigy detective in a small town in Maine. She is assigned to a cold case that is more than 20 years old. The details of the case are minuscule. Residents pass superstitions around like wildfire.
She assigned to the night watch at the pizzeria. What will she find? But more importantly, what is the truth?
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Wattpad or Quotev
The intern rapped his hands against the firmly-polished mahogany door. His hands combed through his swooped blonde hair as he heard a soft voice say, “Come in.”
He opened the door, wincing at the slight squeak the hinges gave. His stance relaxed as he saw the woman give him a kind smile. “What can I help you with, Phillip?”
“Well, Ms. (Last Name), we have another case we need you to work on,” He stated firmly.
“Okay, show me what’ cha got,” She chided. Her bright (e/c) eyes dimed as a thin case file was slammed on the desk. She lifted one of the folds only to find a maximum of three pages hidden underneath. She sat straight up as she looked at the intern.
“You’ve got to be kidding me, Phillip.” The blonde man straightened his stature as he looked at the woman. Her demeanor had turned cold, her expression turned sour. He was completely knowledgeable of her slight no-shit attitude.
She just sighed as Phillip stayed there, more frozen than Antarctica in winter. She was completely done with being undermined in this department. She had skills, but they had always set her up to fail. 'I am a prodigy, damn it!'
She looked up at the boy and groaned. “What’s the mission?”
He straightened. “You’ll be a night watchman at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. You need to find out why all these nightguards are disappearing.” His voice became strained as he looked at her. Her face was pale and her body stiffened. Everyone had heard about the rumors around that place. It was enough to make the prodigy detective shrink in her seat.
“You. Want me. To go there. With no backup?” At this point, she had gotten out of her chair and had backed him into the wall. He shakily nodded his head.
“U-Unless you don’t want to.” He stuttered. She just sighed and shook her head.
“Don't’ worry about it. I’ll handle this.” She walked over to the coat-rack next to the door. She grabbed her coat and hat and put her hand on the doorknob. Pausing, she turned back to look at the intern, one hand on the knob, the other gripping tightly to the file.
“Make sure they know I’m doing this. Alone.” The intern winced as the door slammed shut.
You shivered as you walked back to your apartment, your coat tightly wrapped around you. Your mood turned even more sour than before, as you had forgotten your knitted hat at home. The hat you were wearing was only for fashion-sake.
You looked in a frozen puddle on the ground.
“I even look like a detective! Why can’t they see that?” You stomped, making the puddle shatter into a mixture of beautiful shards. You could see multiple of you as your face burned in anger. You started to speedwalk home. You looked down at the case file. 'I wonder what’s in this thing?'
You walked into the lobby, being looked at by strangers and neighbors as you walked into the elevator. You didn’t blame them, though. You looked like a wet cat. You pressed the button for your floor, but then noticed a tall, older man standing next to you.
He had scruffy brown hair and some stubble growing on his face. He stood a little too close for comfort to you, despite there being ample room in the elevator.
“What floor are you going to?” You asked politely.
“Number 23,” He responded. You pressed the corresponding button and then moved slightly away from him. He chuckled, seemingly noticing your discomfort but doing nothing to erase the tension. Instead, he decided to engage in a bit of small talk.
“My name is David Miller. How about you ma'am?” He asked politely. You smiled uncomfortably.
“My name is (Your Name) (Last Name). Are you new here? I’ve never seen you around.” You asked.
“I am indeed new here, ma'am. Just moved here from the next town over.” He adjusted his sleeve cuffs absentmindedly.
“Oh! What do you do?” You said, your smile becoming a bit more genuine.
“I’m a technician at a pizzeria. You might have heard of it. It’s Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza.” You froze. ‘I could be talking to a suspect!’ You instantly went into detective mode.
“Really? That place is pretty creepy. Don't you think?” He just chuckles.
“It is, but you get used to it. Now, what do you do?” You adjusted your coat as you cleared your throat.
“Well, I got fired from my last job and am looking for another one.” You lied. He just looked at you and gave a slightly creepy smile.
“Well, we do have an open position at the restaurant.” You made a fake excited grin.
“Really! What is it?” You chuckled. “I’m kind of desperate for a job if you didn’t notice.”
“It’s the nightshift. Kind of perfect if you ask me. You get to watch over the robots for a few hours at night and then have the whole rest of the day to yourself. It must be magnificent.”
“Whoa, that sounds perfect. I usually want to spend the day with my friends anyways. That’s actually where I’m going! I’m visiting a friend of mine, Alex. He lives here.” You lied.
Alex was your neighbor and a good friend of yours. He was intelligent but could be slightly wimpy. You slyly smirked to yourself. You honestly didn’t want Dave to know that you lived here.
“Ooo! A boyfriend, perhaps?” Your face turned scarlet as the man chuckled.
“No way! I mean, he’s cute and all, but not my type.” Dave chuckled.
You both were interrupted by a chime, signalizing that it had hit your floor. You turned to Dave and gave him a polite smile.
“Here’s my stop! I’ll see you around!” You stepped out and gave a friendly wave.
“Of course, ma’am.” You turned around and the elevator closed. When he knew you weren’t looking Dave gave a horrific grin.
“Foolish girl.”
You couldn’t believe you might have gotten a lead suspect already. Dave was creepy and not good at hiding his serial-killer esque personality. You had a feeling he might be behind this whole 'nightguard going missing' situation but weren’t one-hundred percent sure.
But you knew you could get the job easier. Maybe the man could even assist you. You took out your keys, finally recognizing the headache you had from the cold weather. You’d have to take some medicine for that later.
You opened the door and hung up your hat and coat, only to find a furry friend nuzzle your feet. You looked down and smiled.
“Hello, Milo.” You smiled down at your tabby cat. He nuzzled into your leg as you grabbed him and brought him up to your face and smiled.
“Did you miss me?” He meowed in response, jumping from your hands to the top of your head, where he curled up into a ball. You chuckled and walked into the kitchen to get yourself some water. You struggled to reach the glass cups in the cupboard and decided to just go for one of the plastic ones in the drawer. ‘Why do the cupboards have to be made for tall people!’
You walked over to your cabinet to look around for the ibuprofen, sighing and just closing the cabinet, only to find the ibuprofen on the counter. ‘Okay, first the cupboards. And now my damn medicine is bouncing around like the Annabelle doll!’
You popped the child-safety cap off of the container and poured some tablets into your hand, accidentally getting too many. You put all but two back and then swallowed them, instantly washing the dryness down with a cold cup of water.
You walked through the hallway to get to your dainty little bedroom, ignoring the creaks in the floorboards as you observed some of the pictures on the wall that your parents had sent you one lonely weekend. You remember that you still had most of the older photos in the closet, basically just dumping them there until you got the time to sort through them all.
‘I’ll go through them after this whole Fazbear business is done,’ you decided to yourself. You walked into your room, covering your ears as your door slammed against the wall. You groaned. You jumped onto your bed, cozying up into the comforter. ‘Yeah, I should probably take a shower.’
Your eyes squinted as you opened the call app on your cell phone. Your phone shined as you went to turn down the brightness.
You looked at the number you had to enter. ‘1-888-FAZ-FAZBEAR.’ You slightly hesitated before you finally pressed the call button. Your heart pounded faster as the phone rang out in your silent, empty apartment. Milo nuzzled into your leg as you sat crisscrossed on the couch. You rubbed your temples as you put a pair of reading glasses on. The frames were black, a staple fashion piece if you had to say so yourself. They gave you an intelligent and cunning look.
You were interrupted from your thoughts by another voice coming out from the other line.
“This is Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. How may I help you?” a sweet older woman asked.
You got out your notepad and pen and started jotting down about this woman. ‘Maybe another suspect.’
“Hi! My name is (Your Name) (Last Name). I’m was looking at the open position that you guys have online. The night shift, I think it was?” You said kindly.
The woman seemed to pause as her voice turned to a whisper. “Are you sure you want to do that, sweet pea? The night shift doesn't seem like a job for such a sweet-sounding young lady.” You internally scoffed at the seemingly sexist remark, but you knew she was just being polite, so you put on your sweetest voice.
“Don’t worry, ma’am. I can handle it!” You heard her sigh.
“Okay, I’ll get you an appointment with my husband.”
‘Oh shit!’ You weren’t just talking to anyone. This was Dorothy Emily, the owner’s wife.
Your voice practically grew three times sweeter. “That would be amazing, ma’am! Thank you so much. “ You could practically picture her frown.
“No problem, dear... How’s tomorrow at 10?” Your grin grew wide.
“Perfect! Thank you again.” You were about to cheer.
“Goodbye… dear.” The line hung up as you dialed down your cheer, your face contorting from happiness and excitement into a look of terror. ‘Why did that sound so… ominous?'
You brushed it off as you looked down at the kitten sleeping in your lap. You kindly smiled and pet his fur, hearing an almost silent purr come from the content kitten. You then looked up at the tons of papers and notes you had compiled about the case. One, in particular, sparked your interest. It was a fairly old newspaper, but its words spoke volumes about what you could be going up against.
“Kids vanish at local pizzeria – bodies not found. Two local children were reportedly lured into a back room during the late hours of operation at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza on the night of June 26th. While video surveillance identified the man responsibly and led to his capture the following morning, the children themselves were never found and are presumed dead. “
“Police think that the suspect dressed as a company mascot to earn the children’s trust.”
“Five children now reported missing. Suspect convicted. Five children are now linked to the incident at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, where a man dressed as a cartoon mascot lured then into a back room. While the suspect has been charged, the bodies themselves were never found. Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza has been fighting an uphill battle ever since to convince families to return to the pizzeria. ‘It’s a tragedy.’”
“Local pizzeria threatened with shutdown over sanitation. Local pizzeria, Freddy-Fazbear’s Pizza has been threatened again with shutdown by the health department over reports of a foul odor coming from the much-loved animal mascots.
Police were contacted when parents reportedly noticed what appeared to be blood and mucus around the eyes and mouths of the mascots. One parent likened them to ‘reanimated carcasses’.”
“Local pizzeria said to close by years end. After a long struggle to stay in business after the tragedy that took place there many years ago, Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza has announced that it will close by year’s end. Despite a year-long search for a buyer, companies seem unwilling to be associated with the company. ‘These characters will live on. In the hearts of kids - these characters will live on.’ -CEO”
Either the pizzeria never closed, or it had a reopening. But this was suspicious for several reasons. First of all, you had looked through there code and saw that they would clean up to the premise of a crime scene before police got there. That was probably why they put you on the case. ‘They probably put me on the case because of my prodigy skills.’
Okay, okay now. Stop being cocky. You would have to see what all of this was about at your shift. You looked down at the sleeping cat. ‘Tomorrow.’
You grabbed a soft knitted blue blanket and finally, after a long day of paperwork fell asleep.
anonymous asked: Could I get some NSFW of both DOM Golden Freddy and DOM Original Freddy with the Reader.
Word Count: 2K+
Warning(s): Not-Safe For Work, Threesome, Old
Pairing(s): Freddy Fazbear x Fem!Reader, Golden Freddy x Fem!Reader
Now, both the brothers were infatuated with you. You were strong and sassy but had a soft and tender side to you that came out on rare occasions. Gold and you both related on the fact that at one point you were outcast from the group. Freddy and you both related on the fact that you were always voted as the leader. Needless to stay, you were caught in a love storm.
You had just slept over at the pizzeria and took a shower. Gold had let you use his shower and borrow some of his clothes. You had just walked out, hair dripping wet and a large button-up shirt with your undergarments and stockings placed under it. You were just about to put on pants when Freddy suddenly burst through the door.
“Freddy! What the hell!” You screamed. His face turned scarlet before he started to chuckle.
“Hey, Gold. Come here!” He yelled. Oh, no! He better not bring his brother into this. Gold walked into the room and his face burned bright when he looked at you. Freddy walked over towards you and slapped your ass, making you squeak. Gold growled in jealous as Freddy caressed your ass and hips.
“Maybe I’ll just take her for myself.” You looked at him confused. What did he mean by that? Gold then smirked, “How about we both have a little fun?"
Freddy seemed to perk up the idea, “What did you have in mind, brother?”
“We can both have her. Doesn’t that sound easier?” Freddy looked at you, with a contemplating look as you looked between both of them, confused. You had to admit, you had developed a crush on both boys, but never thought either of them reciprocated those feelings. Freddy smirked, “Deal.”
You immediately went between both of them, “Hey, don’t I get a say in this!”
They both looked at you, “Do you wanna do this.”
You blushed. “Umm… okay. Yeah, okay.” You said more confidently.
Suddenly, Freddy swooped in for a passionate kiss as he wrapped his hands around your waist. Gold came up behind you, caressing your curves and caressing your legs, taking off your stocking. So many thoughts were going through your head. I can’t believe this is happening. You closed your eyes and leaned into the kiss. He licked your bottom lips and growled when you denied him entrance. He bit your lip, making you yelp and he shot his tongue into your mouth. Your eyes widened in surprise, but you melted back into it as you both fought for dominance, him obviously winning. You both separated and you fell back into Gold, who caught you and held you up bridal style.
Freddy and Gold both stared down at you lovingly as your eyes were half-lidded and your panting in bliss. Freddy looked up at his brother.
“Gold, her lips are so soft,” Freddy said.
“Oh, dear brother. You haven’t felt her breast. Like a damn pillow.” You barely noticed them talking about you as Gold carried you into the hallway, walking down towards an abandoned room in the back. Freddy followed close behind, bring a soft pillow from Gold’s bed a throwing in on the floor. Gold sat you down on the pillow and kissed you on the lips, pinning you against the wall. Freddy snickered as he watched you melt into the kiss, shyly opening your mouth for Gold to explore. You separate with a string of saliva still connecting you both. Gold put two fingers up to his lips and he looked at you in disbelief.
He looked up at his brother, “Damn, her lips are soft.”
He chuckled and both of them knelt down next to your, slowly peeling your clothes off. You pushed their hands off of you. They looked at you, confused.
“Let me do this part. Turn around.” They both did what they were told, sometimes taking sneak peeks. You looked down at your nude body and sighed.
“You guys can turn around now.” You hesitantly spoke.
You wrapped your arms around your exposed parts, your face burning a bright scarlet and your sassy demeanor becoming shy. Both sauntered forward, like predators coming after their prey. Your face bolted upwards as you felt two pairs of hands roaming around your body. You stepped away from them, raising a hand. They both looked disheartened, thinking that you didn’t want to continue.
“Guys… just, please be gentle. I’ve never done anything like this.” Both of their frowns turned into smirks.
“So, you’re a virgin, (Y/n),” Freddy whispered in your ear.
“How cute.” Gold sneered. You just huffed and walked away.
You sighed, “Goodness, you guys are creepy-!” You bent over pressing your hands near the inside of your thighs as you felt a finger caressing your now bare womanhood.
“Hey Freddy, come look. She’s so wet.” Gold said as he brought his finger to his mouth, licking off your arousal. You shook and turned your head back around to find Freddy crouched down with one finger inserted into your pussy. “Ooo, she’s tight, too.”
Normally you would have said something snarky back, but you whimpered as another finger was inserted into your clit, making a scissoring motion. You felt your knees buckle and someone grab your waist from behind to make sure you didn’t fall. “Careful there, love. We don’t want you to get hurt, now do we.”
All you could do was whine in response. Gold nuzzled his head in your hair, breathing in the strawberry shampoo you had to use from his shower earlier. One of his hand went to lightly grope your breast, making you moan at the new sensation. You squeaked as you felt Freddy’s tongue enter your pussy. A knot started to form in your stomach, and finally, you came. You fell down on your knees as Freddy continued to ravishingly eat you out.
“Hey, save some for me.” Gold pushed Freddy out of the way and bent down to finish his work. Freddy looked up at you and caressed your cheek, pulling you in for a rough kiss. You sighed as you tasted yourself on his lips. Both boys separated from you, who was laying exhaustedly against the wall. Both snapped their fingers and their clothing completely disappeared.
You blushed as you looked up at their masculine figures. They were both athletically built and were pretty big if you know what I mean. Gold went behind you and you blushed, feeling your ass come into contact with his cock. Freddy sat in front of you and lined up at your entrance. Gold and Freddy smirked at each other as you just waited patiently.
“Ready, angel?” Gold asked. You shyly nodded your head.
You screamed as he glided into you, holding onto your hips with a bruising grip. He shushed you and caressed your cheek. You groaned as you felt and large hand gropes your tits, rubbing the nipples in his fingers. You leaned back into Gold as he nuzzled into your neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin the was there. You gripped harshly his thighs as Freddy started to thrust into you.
You moaned as you felt pleasure overcome your sense as he started to thrust faster. He seemed to hit in the right spots and groaned as your formerly virgin walls tightened around him. It seemed you were already coming undone. You whined as his pace slowed, wanting so badly for the knot in your stomach to be released. He went from slow to fast again, and the slowed down again.
“Freddy, please… go faster.” You whined. He smirked and grabbed your hips tighter, his cock nestled against the bundle of nerves that made you scream. Gold silence you with a kiss as you groaned, feeling his bulge rub against your curves. You started to rock back into him, feeling him moan into the kiss.
He nipped on your lip and you instantly opened your mouth. A shiver ran down your spine as he hand ran slowly to your thighs and then down to your womanhood. You felt sparkles shoot through you, Gold rubbing circles around your clit and you curved into him. Freddy seemed to have a similar response, growling when he felt your walls squeeze every drop out of him.
Now it was Gold’s turn. Both of them switched place, Freddy’s exposed cock pressed against your ass, already erect. Gold, unlike his brother, entered you harshly, earning a loud whine from you. He started to thrust harshly into you, making you cum for the third time. You were so overstimulated at that point. He chuckled and continued to pound into. Freddy pressed his lips against your temples, before going to work on your collarbone, marking it up like crazy.
You came again, orgasm after orgasm until finally, Gold released and you came for the last time. You tightly grabbed onto his shoulders as you shook. Your legs twitched and you grabbed onto the pillow tightly to relieve the pressure in your entire body. Both chuckled as Gold pulled out of you.
“Aww, look at her. She’s so sensitive.” Freddy teased.
“Poor baby. Relax, little lady.” Gold calmly spoke, trying to settle you down.
Both boys wrapped their arms around you and you rested your head onto the pillow. You started to mumble.
“I don’t know why you guys think I’m so pretty. I’m not.” Both’s faces stared at your in concern as your eyes became glossy with tears. Freddy caressed your cheek as Gold tightly wrapped his arms around your waist.
“Is that really what you think?” Freddy asked. You nodded.
“That’s not true, angel.” Gold chided, nuzzling more into your neck. Freddy wiped the tears from your eyes.
“Angel. That’s a good name for her, Gold.”
“Yeah, she brightens our lives.”
“Makes us laugh.”
“She’s god damn ethereal.”
“Not to mention hot as hell.”
“That means the same thing, Freddy.” You started to giggle at the brother’s
banter and settled into their arms, falling into a peaceful slumber.
“Yeah…” Gold said.
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Okay, this has been bugging me for awhile, but, how would Scraptrap, Scrap Baby, and Molten Freddy react to the nicknames their s/o gives them? Like, they overhear them in a conversation and just, eavesdrop on them talking and they're like, "Oh, have you heard of trash bunny (scraptrap)? Or maybe the angry crab (scrap baby)? Or what about spaghetti boi (molten freddy)? I just,, feel like it would be pretty cute! XD Hope you have fun with this ask! ^w^
Scraptrap:
You both were cuddling and Michael walked into the room.
“Could you two get a room?”
“Oh, come on, Mike. I’m just hugging my trash bunny.”
Mike starts snickering as Scraptrap shoots you a look.
“Trash bunny?”
Now whenever Mike is around you two, he always makes fun of the endearing nickname.
Scrap Baby:
You were talking with Henry about your relationship with Baby.
He was a bit confused about your relationship with an animatronic.
“Oh, come on Henry. Can’t you understand I’m completely in love with my angry crab girlfriend!”
“Crab-!”
Just expect Baby to come after you after calling her a crab.
Afterward, however, it becomes an endearing pet name.
Henry pokes some fun at you and your “angry crab” girlfriend.
You only call her that around her now.
Molten Freddy:
“Look, it’s my spaghetti boi!”
How did we get into this situation?
Well… you brought your friend to work to point out your partner.
And you did this by pointing at him and yelling “spaghetti boi” across the pizzeria.
All the customers just looked at you as you strolled over to the embarrassed animatronic.
“Yes, I love this hunk of wires!”
Some parents just giggled and everyone went back to business.
Hi, can you do an imagine where Springtrap or nightmare’s partner comes out as trans? Since it pride month and I’ve been feeling a lil bad recently..
𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 (𝐒/𝐎) (𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏)
Hey, babe! I’m really sorry I couldn’t get this out by the end of pride month, but I hope you still like it. (I decided to do Springtrap)
Springtrap:
You were walking in circles in anticipation. You had just come to work and since it was pride month, you had decided to tell Springtrap about you being trans.
You knew it was gonna be a bit awkward, but you knew he deserved to know. You didn’t even notice him walk into the room.
“Hey, (N/N)! Something bothering ya?” He asked, a hint of concern in his voice.
“Springtrap… do you know what being trans is?” You asked.
“Yeah. It’s when you were born one gender but identify as the opposite gender. Why?” You took a deep breath and sighed.
“Because… I’m trans.” You screwed your eyes shut. He then started to chuckle and then that turned into full-blown laughter. Tears sprouted from your eyes, but he then placed a hand on your shoulder.
“Okay, and why should that matter? I love you for you!” You looked up at him in surprise.
“But, I thought-”
“Hon’, I’m literally a talking murderous animatronics. If anything, you should be judging me.” He brushed his thumb across your cheek. “Now wipe those tears and get over here!”
Your entire shift was spent cuddling and Springtrap asking subtle questions, like what you wanted your name to be. All-in-all, you had nothing to worry about.
