#springtrap headcanon

♡ First Time With Springtrap ♡

Warning: +18 necrophilia

minors do not interact please.

😳

You and Springtrap are in your room. As usual, he was on the edge of your bed. He hav’been at your house for a while, you knew what it was like to get along with each other, the routine customs, but you two rarely slept together.

the first time you two slept together, He was pretty shy. He can’t move very well because of the springlocks, so he settles in bed awkwardly, letting a long and relaxed sigh out of his mouth. 

You giggled.

Hi mechanical body was heavy, you can feel the mattress drastically sink in on your side. You slid a little closer to Springtrap, which gaze you.

You blush. 

“I’m s-sorry...” You say shy and turning back to your space in bed.

You feel the heavy arm leaning against you, as if want you to snuggle, something like a one-armed hug.

His eyes are saying something.

Your heart beats fast.

You approach and hug his torso.

You feel the sticky texture of the suit. You take a deep breath, just to feel his deadly fragrance that you love so much. The strong odor is comforting, acidic and putrid, you want to keep that smell in your memory, you will never want to wash the sheets again. You feel the cold, mechanical fingers touch your back, his palm was gigantic, covered most of your back, his touch was gentle, barely touching you with the fingertips. You snuggled into Springtrap's chest, you can feel the cold mucus sticking to your face, everything that was his was yours and you loved what you got of it.

You two had the best sleep in your lives.

bUT we are talking about sex so yeah.

okaaaayy let’s go.

When you felt secure and confortable about beeing this close to him, you gave him a deep kiss in his teeth (he can’t actually kiss you know) and asked him if he wanted. 

He laid you on the bed in a comforting way, you started to undress just like him.

He can’t also take his clothes as well and you know why, so this is as close to naked as you'll see Springtrap:

He approach his body closer to yours, you are excited for it and welcomes you with open arms. It's your first time with him, but you're prepared.

Well he doesn’t have a wiener because, you know he is dead as fuck and the springlocks already crashed those eggs, BUT let’s make an exception. 

He approaches you with affection. The weight of his fists on the mattress is remarkable, he is right above you. Your bodies touch, until... you feel something protruding.

You feel a wave of heat go through your whole body, your heart throbs cold. You touch William's face and he presses his lips to your warm neck, he was icy, a shiver runs through your body. He seems to deposit something like a kiss on your skin. You feel something wet, between your legs? on your neck? who knows... before you knew it, the tongue of your favorite rabbit caressed you with movements that went up and down, he was tasting you, desiring you, loving you.

You put your arms around William's neck and that's when he knew you were ready. He touched your torso and gripped you tight. Without much effort, he sat on the edge of the bed, placed you sitting on his lap, Pressing you close to his cock. It was up, not hard enough to be indeed hard like a rock, that old dead body no longer has the same fluidity of blood, but who cares? There it is your leg-opener. 

Hesitant, but with a great desire, you pull down the springlocks suit, exposing the cock that is on his slim hips, you practically salivate when you put your eyes on. William was almost 7 inches, he was large, a piece of meat, the veins that burst from the blood all over the spring-dick. it was purple and pretty much wet, oh lord, so much wet. There were fluids oozing, thick, gooey fluids, dear god you are shivering.

These fluids are not cum. 

Springtrap is literally a sexual disease why do you want to sit on that putrid dick.

💀

You sit up, god it's wet and icy, you shiver and blush so damn hard, William squeezes your flesh and starts to put you on a ride. The bed wasn't the only thing that creaked, the springs creaked as you sit up and shake your hips. He hits you right in the spot, you bounce slowly as the springlocks can pop against you and he doesn’t want to hurt you.

William pant a lot, the one who seemed dead a long time ago now lights up to life. You swear you felt something beat in his chest.

You fucked at that pace for at least 20 minutes. You expected William to last much longer, but you understand that reality doesn't last a movie and that your yellow rabbit was rusty, but so what? Neither of you knew who reached the apex first. It was all wet and fragrant, the room smelled of sex. You were tired and Afton looked the same.

Before you move, William hugs you, presses his forehead against yours. 

That night was unforgetabble. 

He can also play the piano, organ, violin, the flute, and oddly enough, a saxophone. His favourite is the saxophone because he is particularly fond of smooth jazz.

♡ His Real Identity ♡

It’s been around five days since Springtrap and you started to live together.

in fact something that was missing between you was conversation. Sprintrap can’t speak, something that resembles a voice box, it’s totally damaged, and his windpipe is only for breathing, there are no more useful vocal cords in his body.

Today you woke up early, it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, you were tired, you hadn't slept so well, but that didn't take the smile off your face when you saw Springtrap in the kitchen, he was always there when you woke up.

You sat at the table, made yourself some coffee, and your beloved rabbit walked slowly to sat with you. Springtrap picked up a phone book near you. It's been a long time since you used one of those, it wasn't usable anymore, it was just a bunch of paper.

In the other hand, he holds a pen. His hands were huge compared to the pen, he couldn't hold it in a way that his fingers could move it, he rocks a little off balance in the chair.

He gives you a deep gaze. 

"He has something to say" You think with yourself.

You stare back, he seem to have a distant thought, was he going to write in the phone book?

He looked down and started writing. He held very awkwardly, Springtrap no longer had mobility in his fingers, he was not skilled at writing. He was squeezing the pen, scribbling a little aggressively, nothing looked readable and that started to piss him off.

One sheet... two sheets... he ripped out the pages that had lines and shapes that didn't look like letters.

You look at him.

“Springtrap, dear” You catch his attention. 

“Try this.” You pass him your phone.

He takes a deep breath and holds your phone gently. 

Springtrap stared at the cell phone light for a while and then started typing, the next moment he grips the cell phone with some anger, the screen cracked in the corner due to force, you take the cell back quickly before his mood gets worse. Why did he do it? Well, the touchscreen didn’t recognize his finger as a finger. 

Doesn’t have fingerprints.

You have an idea.

There's a computer near the living room, you decide to turn it on. You quickly opened Word so Springtrap could write on the platform.

You give him space so he could approach the device. He stares at the screen for long seconds, thinking about something and slowly he starts typing on the keyboard. Key by key he sank his fingers in, it took a while for him to finish whatever he was writing. When he finished, you leaned in curiously to take a look, you come across this:

You are surprised. You didn't expect that. You were happy for your lover's attitude, you lean on his torso and say "thank you William". That was an important step for your relationship, communication had never been so important before.

After that you never turned off the computer again, if William wanted to say something he would write to you. However, William was really a person of few words, he doesn't talk much, he is use to be quiet, but he leaves some notes for you to read during the day.

“morning gorgeous”

“you are my little bunny”

♡What does dating Springtrap look like? ♡

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Okay, first things first:

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Masterlist:

♡ Meeting Springtrap For The Ever First Time ♡

♡ At Home With Him ♡

♡ When You Shower With Springtrap ♡

♡ His Real Identity ♡

♡ Date In a Restaurant ♡

♡ When You Shower With Springtrap ♡

Soooo...

...

You don't shower with him.

He can't touch water because of the springlocks all over his body and can pop it any time.

Here we have things that you will never see Springtrap doing!

Washing his hands:

(It's your hand with his hand)

Taking a relaxing bath with you:

Taking ANY bath:

At the beach:

BUUUUT you are atracted to this stinky thing so you don't mind.

♡ Date In A Restaurant ♡

You guys don't go out because he is an outlaw for over 30 years that would be so EASILY to recognize him and a dead ass man that the morgue might be fucking crazy to put their hands on him.

Let's be real, it would be pretty hard to have a normal couple life with him, bUT let's have an exeption.

You and your beloved William decide to go for a romantic night, something out of the ordinary, you two went to a fancy restaurant.

You  guys haven't been to any fast food, pizzerias are the last place William would want to go and eat, he's tired of cheese and pepperoni.

At the fancy restaurant, you order Italian pasta accompanied by a nice wine. It's a special night, it's a special dinner. When the waiter brought your food, he was slightly scared by your company, poured the wine into the glass with trembling arms and saying that whatever you and your beloved needed, didn't hesitate to call.

You thank. You turn your attention to your beloved rotten rabbit, hold his hand and smile passionately at him. You are in love.

William looks happy too, he can't keep that wide grin with crooked teeth off his face.

You look around, people close to your table, cover their noses and make a disgusted face.

“Manager how am i going to eat with an odor like that? He stinks!” You heard. 

“He is a costumer just like you sir, please be respectful.” He doesn’t seem to know what to do.

With that said, bon appetit!

You smile and start to eat. William on the other hand has his difficulties, he holds the cutlery very cautiously, but it seems so erratic every effort he makes, his fingers are too giant to hold the knife and fork properly. He tries several times but it doesn't work, the pasta was already starting to get cold and you were almost finishing your food.

The last try was when he was trying so hard to get the pasta against the plate, that it broke. The silence was loud...

“Oh William, are you okay?” You look at him.

He looks embarrassed, but the people around him go back to eating with all the noise when he looks at them.

He seems to think a lot before doing anything, He raises his hand and takes the Italian pasta with his fingers and starts eating it with his hands.

The noodles falls all over the jaw, he eats stupidly. Even the shards of the broken plate were ingested. There's sauce between the springlocks, they creak a gooey noise. His mouth is red from the sauce and full of pasta, he looks like a cannibal with guts and blood on his teeth. Wow, how scary and sexy...

You blush.

He finished eating everything, wiped his mouth, running his arm through the teeth of the rabbit suit to get the rest of the food out. The waiter reaches William a napkin to clean himself, but nothing has changed, it was soaked.

William looked at you, seemed satisfied with his dinner, breathing a long, peaceful sigh. He looks at the waiter and the wine. This time, he picks it up with both hands (soiled with sauce and pasta) and gently and carefully picks up the cup. He lifts the glass to his lips inside the yellow rabbit suit, but his fingers aren't quite fixed, the wine spills onto his chest.

You hear a noise.

The springlocks in his chest pops. 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH” That’s your beloved William screaming, it might have pop in a nipple, or something like that to scream that loud. 

The people around your table seemed frighted.

When his drink was over, he made the sign asking for the bill, he was ready to go home.

♡ At Home With Him ♡

The icy breeze hits your face. You and your beloved Springtrap are leaning against the exit door, it's time to go.

You two can't get caught, If people see the huge rabbit, they'll draw attention. So you take Springtrap's hand, look deep into his eyes and pull him away together under the moonlight fast.

You run away with him but your hand is pulled back, you think "he doesn't want to run away?"

He's standing there, looking at you seriously. He looks around, looks confused, but he sticks one leg out of Fazbear's Fright, he's walking away and you can just feel your heart churning deeper and deeper inside your chest, he's running away with you, but... too slow.

You thought it would be something like a prisoner escape, but it's four o'clock, everyone's asleep and there's no one on the street, so you continue to hold Springtrap's hand tightly and walk beside him.

You two are walking slowly down the street, a pasific walk.

You run in front of him, you are happy, excited about your new partner, you look behind you, that’s what you see:

You smile at him.

He open his mouth, he takes a deep breath, you open wide your ears, but all you can hear is a static noise, Springtrap can't speak. But you smile, he keeps following you, you feel like he trusts you and that makes your heart warm, you two walk home together.

You close your eyes, all you can smell is the stench of your lover along by the cold breeze, the sound of tin crunching on his knuckles, the touch of his sticky, icy hand.

Damn, your heart is so well melted

Finally... home sweet home. 

It was a long walk, but no one saw you guys. You stop in front of the door and take your keys and go in, now your house was not just yours.

You go into the house. Springtrap looks around, furniture, photographs, he reaches out to slowly touch things in your house, he seemed fascinated with the surroundings, everything seemed to be new to him. You head to the kitchen, turn on the lights and sit at the table, you're hungry, you grab something to eat and within seconds your loved one appears at the door. The rabbit is extremely large, he walked slower than usual, he seemed careful about things around him, different from how he acted at Fazbear's Fright. You offer him what you are eating, he freezes, he raises his hands and gestures, you... don’t understand, his jaw opens and closes a few times in a row, he didn't look like he wanted to eat but to say something.

“He can’t eat?” you think.

Something you guys would have to work on, communication.

You go to him and stuff in his mouth what you're eating, suddenly a spring pops, and what would be an esophagus shows itself, but it leaks to the sides, he didn't ingest the food.

You are worried, he slaps your hand, he got scared, but you understand. 

You didn't like this gesture very much, so you decide to take a shower to rest and sleep.

“Okay... I... I will take a shower, stay where you want to, but don’t slap me if you don’t like something that I did!” You say in a sad voice.

Springtrap seems serious. 

You take a long, relaxing shower, when you go out, wrap yourself in a towel and head to your room, the putrid smell spreads through the house, along the scent trail, the rabbit seemed to have explored your house, you can’t find him, he wasn’t in the kitchen, living room, bathroom, you wonder where he was, but first you dress in your room, and then, the leaning door slowly opens with a low creak, you see his expressionless eyes looking at you.

You blush.

“You pervert!” you cover your parts.

Well he doesn't seem to care, just standing in the doorway. 

You lie down your head in the pillow, i’ts late, you can hear the birds singing in the outside.

Springtrap enters, he is in front of you. 

You are red, the butterflies are shaking in your stomach, is he going to sleep with you?