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That wild card with monty.. I wouldn't mind a 3some smut w/ roxanne💓 👀

oh anon. you have no idea what you’ve done.

this took 4 and a half hours i’m dead

i was wrong about competition, THIS IS MY MAGNUM OPUS

i can die happy HDNDNNSBDBDHDBDB

ANIMALISTIC

MONTY X F!MECHANIC!READER X ROXY

NSFW, MINORS DNI, EXTREME PRIMAL PLAY, THREESOMES, TEASING/MOCKING, FEAR PLAY, DADDY AND MOMMY KINK, SLIGHT BLOODPLAY, IMPACT AND PAIN PLAY, BONDAGE, SPREADER BARS, SENSORY DEPRIVATION, MARKING, TEMPERATURE PLAY, EDGING

This had been coming for a long while.

This night between the three of you.

It started with jokes. Both Rockstars teasing you about your sexual preferences, begging you to tell them about your most frequent fantasies during games of truth or dare and long nights.

Then came the lingering touches; the friendly pats on the back from Monty trailing a little too low to be considered platonic, the hugs from Roxy squeezing just a little too tight around your chest.

You would feel their eyes on you as you walked by, catch snippets of whispers that involved your name, accidentally spot shared hungry glances that flashed between the two of them when you wore something low cut or touched them in certain spots.

You were expecting something.

Just not… this.

At 12:05 that same day, Roxanne had walked up to you as you fixed one of her carts, and if anything to come was nearly as exciting as that encounter, then you were going to have quite the experience.

As per usual, you see her before you hear her.

“Hey gorgeous.” Her gears whir as she sinks down into a squat neck to your seated form. You turn to face her, cheeks turning up in a smile.

“Hey Rockstar. Anything you need from me?” Her golden eyes scan you up and down, once, then twice, before making unbreaking eye contact with you.

“Actually, yes, but I’ll get to that in a second.” Confusion races through you as you try to possibly guess what the woman in front of you is about to say.

Inching closer to you, eyes dropping to your chest in your uniform before gazing back into your very being, Roxy tilts her head.

“Monty and I want to play a game.”

That was exactly 11 hours and 55 minute ago. You nervously glanced back down at your ratty old plastic watch, seeing the seconds count down until the game would start.

The rules were kept to 10 terms.

1. The game would begin in Chica’s maze at exactly 12:00am.

2. You would be given a 10 minute head start.

3. Your objective was to find your way through the maze without being caught. If you managed that feat, then you would win.

4. If either Monty or Roxy caught you, you would lose.

5. Winning guaranteed you not only a bonus (which you had no idea how they got their claws on) but 2 favors from the wolf and gator each. Sexual favors.

6. If you lost, then they would get to do whatever they wanted to you.

7. You would be given another advantage, this one of a second chance. If either Monty or Roxy caught you, the first time they would let you go, but not without a “handicap.”

8. You would wear no metal, just to make sure Roxy wouldn’t be able to catch any glimpse of you through the walls.

9. You were to take 3 vacation days after the game, no matter the outcome.

10. You were to be naked.

You nervously shifted your weight from side to side, the floor ice cold on your bare feet. The whole attraction had been mopped clean just 2 hours prior, as per schedule. Part of you wondered if that was why this was happening tonight.

Once more, your mind went back to earlier, this time, during your lunch break.

“Monty, baby, what happens if I can’t find my way out and you guys can’t find me? Is that a stalemate?”

The 8 foot tall gator chuckles deeply, running his thumb over your hand.

“Oh, you poor, sweet thing.” He pauses, swallowing, before looking at you from over his glasses.

“That’s never gonna happen.”

You have one minute before you start.

Thoughts race through your head at the speed of light, causing your hands to clench and unclench.

What happens if they catch you that second time?

Do you even want to be caught?

And with that, your dingy watch beeps. Up ahead on the wall, a 10 minute timer begins counting down.

Fuck.

Never in your life have you been both so horny and so scared at the same time.

You should probably go into this with some kind of strategy, but you stumble over your own limbs, feet racing left, then right, then left again. You run through spirals and blindly dash through forks in pathways, not bothering to keep track of your steps. The only thing you can possibly think of is the image of Monty and Roxy waiting patiently for that big red clock to run out of time.

You’ve wasted five minutes when you finally run into a dead end.

It’s a miracle you haven’t hit one yet, really, but the closed off pink square you’re trapped in still hits your psych like a brick wall. Slowly, you push air in and out of your lungs, trying to bring some kind of sense back into your brain so you can not make a fool of yourself.

The last conversation uou had with both of them comes back to the front of your mind.

Both of the animatronics sit with you in a private corner, intently paying attention to every move you make and word you say.

“You remember the safeword, right?”

You nod. “Glamrock.”

They both break into toothy grins. “See you soon, baby.”

You finally calm down.

3 minutes to go.

Fingers tracing the cool metal of the wall, you retrace your way back to the crossroad you passed earlier, this time choosing the north path. You’ve come to another choice when the clock buzzes, Chica’s automated voice pouring out of the speakers.

“Time’s up!”

A part of you halfway expects to be immediately tackled to the ground, or for the heavens to open up and tell you that you’ve died from getting impaled on some kind of robot dick, but it doesn’t.

In fact, nothing happens.

A couple of seconds pass before you shake your head, choosing to keep following your path instead of going into a split section of the maze. Your feet pad quietly on the floor, the only sound besides your excited breaths.

From the very back of your mind, you hear a soft thud not created by your movement. Your breath hitches before you can stop yourself, and you rapidly turn to make sure a pair or two of glowing eyes isn’t staring you down.

Nothing.

Muscles considerably more tense, you continue your voyage down the pink and green neon halls, occasionally pausing to listen for sounds. There’s the occasional creak, but whether that’s from one of your predators or the establishment settling, you don’t know.

It’s then when you spot him.

Monty is standing about 30 feet away, back facing you. It’s a miracle you didn’t hear him. Some sane part of your mind is flattered that he is so determined to find you that he’s softening his steps. However, that part of your mind is certainly not in control, because you immediately let out a gasp of shock.

FUCK.

Time moves slow.

Your first instinct is to freeze, which will do you absolutely no good, so you follow your second impulse.

Run.

During your company training, you had to learn about how each animatronic was built. Monty is built large with a heavy center of gravity to be able to support his massive tail, which unfortunately means he’s very strong and fast when able to gain momentum. The upside for you (at least right now) is that it means he’s exactly like a real gator.

He can’t turn sharp corners.

At the same time you process all that information, Monty turns with a ferocious creak of his gears, smiling so wide you can see all of his teeth. His eyes glow red in the darkness, and for yet another time, you’re tempted to just hold still and wait.

But you don’t.

Turning your heel so sharply you know you’ll feel it later, you bolt down the hallway you just came from, and then the next, and the next, so quickly that you think your heart might explode out of your chest. You turn after turn, finally smacking flat against a metal wall, chest heaving.

You hear him the second before you see him, but that’s always how Monty has been.

Two green arms rip through the wall around you and pull you tight to the surface, one hand clasping around your mouth to muffle your scream of shock.

“Found you, babygirl.”

It takes him a fraction of a moment to scale the wall and leap over it, landing in front of your trembling form. Your cunt is pulsing as you cower in front of his hulking form, and your clit painfully twinges when you realize that he too is naked.

His eyes take you in, completely devouring nude body. “You’re even prettier than I imagined.”

Words fail to escape your mouth as he cocks his head. “Shame it’s only the first time.”

That’s right.

You gulp, knees cartoonishly knocking at you stare up at Monty. “What’s the handicap?”

He smiles again, tutting as he reaches into some unseen compartment. A single clawed finger pushes your chin up as he leans down towards your sweaty face.

“Roxy picked it out.”

It’s a silky black blindfold.

Fear and arousal, both potent as lightning races down your spine and into your pussy. Two contrasting thoughts form at the same time, hitting you like whiplash.

How the fuck am I gonna get out now?

They remembered.

Monty leans your head forward, wrapping the scarf around your eyes once, then another time before tying it in a secure knot. You are plunged into total darkness, sure as the midnight sky, and it’s only the sound of Monty’s gears and his warm breath that lets you know he’s right in your ear.

“I can’t fuckin wait to get inside that little cunt, but remember. If you take that blindfold off, I will personally make sure you have to use a wheelchair from how hard I spank you, and that’s before Roxanne gets done with you. Understood?”

You frantically nod. “Yes Daddy. Yes.”

Although you can’t see him, you know he’s smiling.

“Good fuckin girl.”

A pause.

“You have 60 seconds. Run.”

You listen.

This time, you follow your mind, not your fear. You have no safety net this time, and your major sense for making it out of here is knocked out of commission. Your hand traces along the grooves placed in the wall along with Braille for blind guests, and although you can’t make any sense of the words, the huge X’s carved into the walls make sure you don’t bash your head in.

Slowly but surely, your other senses dial up to 100. Perhaps it’s survival instinct, the sheer arousal pulsing through your veins, or a combination of the two, but you swear you can hear every creak of the compound, every knock and turn of the maze. If you focus hard enough, you can even hear Monty’s heavy body walk far away from you.

You sigh.

But you can’t hear Roxy.

Roxy isn’t built like Monty. She’s made out of light materials so she remains aerodynamic for races. Her tail is not only a fashion statement and for character, but to provide her stabilization for running and speed. She isn’t quite as strong as Monty, only capable of carrying 300 pounds instead of 900, but she’s the fastest animatronic on the planet.

Maybe that’s why you don’t ever hear her coming up to you. You can’t see. You can only feel the wind rushing in your ears before she throws you over her shoulder.

“You lose.”

Her icy metal is a jarring contrast to your hot skin as the air is knocked out of your lungs, your body going limp around her.

“MONTY!”

Monty’s heavy footsteps come tramping up, laughing in glee at your captured form. “Knew you would find ‘er, Rox.”

They both laugh, and you smile against her back. The game is over.

The realization comes floating through your mind as silently as a predator.

They get to do whatever they want with me.

You’re tossed onto a soft surface, a tiny oomf! escaping your lips. The laughter of your lovers has long since ceased, a palpable tension hanging in the air.

In a flash, your hands are tied above your head to some kind of post, bound so you’re flat on your back, now both blind and helpless to defend yourself.

“Who do you want, Mommy or Daddy?” Monty’s voice rings through your head and you tense at the words. You’re smart enough to know that context will NOT be provided.

“Mommy.”

Both a victorious laugh and a groan emanate from the darkness. “Good girl.”

5 seconds of total nothingness pass.

Ice cold fingers trace the outline of your tits, so cold that it’s almost painful. You gasp and your back arches, earning a condesending hum from Roxanne. “You like that, don’t you?”

Your agreement falls from your lips within seconds, inviting more of the temperature to coat your body. “Please, yes I do. I really do, Mommy, please keep doing it.

“Vocal, aren’t we?” A voice from behind your head pipes up. Monty is now somewhere seated in front of your blindfolded head, doing god knows what.

Roxy’s fingers finally drift to your nipples, causing you to twist in your bonds. “Fuck yeah she is. Look at her. She’s a mess and all I’ve done is play with her tits a little.”

The playful insult from Roxy goes ignored in favor of moaning when she pinches your left nipple hard enough to just break the skin. Everything is emerging from the darkness, and it’s a shock to your core when you feel her tongue lick up your stiff sore nipple to collect the small amount of blood.

You are prey.

Above you, Monty groans out. “Keep doing that, Rox.”

The light annoyance from Roxy almost makes you giggle. “Don’t tell me what to fucking do, swamp rat. Just keep jerking off and pray you don’t cum too quick unless you wanna embarrass yourself.”

So that’s what he’s doing.

Roxy’s tongue has ventured lower and lower, now licking long stripes down the valley of your breasts to the top of your cunt, mere millimeters away from your puffy clit. You cry out when she finally reaches there, legs snapping shut at sudden intense pleasure.

A large hand smacks you across the face, not enough to genuinely hurt, but enough to sting. “Don’t fucking move for your Mommy, ight?” You nod, and Monty grunts in approval. However, the woman at your pussy is not so easily appeased.

“Get the bar.”

Your legs are hooked up with two thick straps, a heavy pole pushing them so far apart you can feel the breeze of ac on your wet, sticky cunt. Roxy once more begins working on your clit, but this time, the full pressure of her tongue is unavoidable. The pleasure is so extreme and so unlike anything you have felt in your whole life. Her tongue pushes and laps at you, swallowing any amount of fluid that comes out, but just before you finally are pushed over the edge, she tugs away.

You cry out at the loss of sensation, once again fully in the dark. Your clit burns with need and it causes you to jerk around before two heavy hands firmly grab your hips and hold you still.

“Relax, baby girl. Daddy’s gonna make you cum, and if he doesn’t, i’ll take care of you. Would you be good and suck Mommy’s pussy as well as she just did yours, hmm?” Something about her talking about herself in the third person has you babbling out agreements and makes you start begging to pleasure her.

“fcourse i’m gonna make her cum, you fuckin dog. Shut up and move so I can flip ’er over and get behind that ass.” Monty growls, to which Roxy laughs in response. She unclips the bar and you groan as your legs collapse flat against whatever you’re laying on. They switch positions, Roxy redoing the hand bindings so you’ll be more comfortable with your weight baring down on the tops of your calfs.

Two humongous smooth hands glide down your back to rest at the curve of your ass, landing a harsh slap on the cheek. Monty laughs as you yelp, pussy dripping in need. “I won’t make you wait much longer pretty girl, go ‘head and listen to Mommy.”

Your hair is tugged up so Roxanne can slide under where your mouth is. Swiftly, you’re lowered right above her pussy, just inches away from her hole. You’re practically drooling, thankful for the blindfold because if you could see what was under you, you’re worried you would cum untouched like a schoolgirl.

“Get started for me, sugar.”

Monty spreads you with two sharp fingers, pressing his way inside of you as you push yourself into Roxy’s cunt, moaning at the combined sensations. Both of them let out exclamations of pleasure as you clench down from the feeling of Roxy around you; your lips fervently sucking on her clit.

“Sh-she’s good at this, Monty.” The woman groans as her hands dig into your hair.

“Now it’s your turn not to cum in 3 seconds, dog.” Monty is now thrusting, groaning out as he inadvertently adds friction to Roxy’s clit. “Did you speak too soon?”

Monty leans over you, fucking you down lower to the ground. “Can I try somethin baby?”

You moan into the racer’s pussy, hoping that sounds something like a fuck yes.

Your eyes widen as you feel a warmed finger press around the tight rim of your asshole.

Holy shit.

He’s gonna finger your asshole while he fucks you.

You start sucking harder.

With every thrust, Monty’s finger gains more and more pressure, until the tip finally pushes through the barrier of muscle. You squeal as your eyes roll back, and Roxy’s claws scrape all the way up your shoulders in ecstasy. “Whatever you’re FUCKING doing Monty, keep doing it.”

He pushes his finger into the hilt of his knuckle. By now, you’re shaking so hard that the only things keeping you upright are two pairs of hands and a dick inside of you.

His finger curls downwards, pressing against the thin, sensitive wall between you and his ribbed dick. “Fuck- I’m gonna cum.”

“I’ve been on the edge for fucking eons now, please hurry up, Monty.”

You just moan wantonly.

With that, Roxy is shot over the edge, cumming with a raw howl of pleasure so intense you know you’re gonna use it as spank bank material for the next 20 years. As soon as she finishes, Monty’s hand tugs your hair so that his chest is flush with your back, dick still inside you, and bites your neck.

You finally, finally cum.

The blindfold might as well be useless at this point, because your vision goes completely white, all the muscles in your body contracting at once. Roxy’s hand presses up on your pelvis while Monty finishes, and the feeling sends you tumbling into a second orgasm (or perhaps just an extension of the first)

At last, the blindfold comes off.

You collapse on top of Roxy, both of you covered in Monty’s cum, and shake against her chest.

There’s only one thing you want to say.

“We have to do that again.”

Hi!! Could I have headcanons for sundrop, Freddy, and Monty(separate) with a gn night guard s/o who’s basically the parent/guardian of Gregory??

Like maybe the time Gregory snuck into the pizza place the s/o was sick so venessa took over for them so the animatronics had no idea until one day they mention that they have a kid and the animatronics are like “ah shoot fr bring them in!!” And the s/o does and it’s just the feral child

Sorry it’s so long thanks for you time!!

Pair-ent.

Prompt ;; a situation where you tell your dear sweetheart that you have a son. You're nervous, beyond nervous actually, but quickly became so happy when they were okay and even asked you to introduce him to them. That happiness quickly turned into confusion when.. they knew him already?

Type ;; headcanons, fluff <3

Chars. Involved ;; g. freddy, monty gator, sunnydrop.

A/N ;; don't mind me just casually writing this, i know I probably should be working on the event asks but... i just love the idea of this ask sm. thank you for the idea anon! <333 also! this is an AU where gregory is not homeless and goes to school, etc! you being his parent. ALSO idk why these are so long okay I'm sorry-

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Glamrock Freddy.

You've been with Freddy for some time at this point.

He always knew you had such parental energy from the moment he laid eyes on you. It honestly makes him swoon for you even more.

Like, you just ooze of someone so caring when it comes to children, almost as if you have years experiences when it comes to them.

Little did he know that you absolutely do-

The reason that he didn't know about your son is because you never really brought him up, not to the animatronics' at least.

And it's not like he can check your job profile, it didn't have a question on whether or not you're a parent, just whether or not you have experiences dealing with kids and how old you are.

Which can just mean you were a preschool teacher in the past, how can he assume you actually have a child??

And honestly, you didn't really wanna tell him for some time- that time being how long you've known him for, which is months.

But your kid's birthday is coming soon, and you wanted to celebrate together, sooo...

The moment you approached him, you were practically sweating buckets.

I mean, you know he's not gonna be upset or anything, he's one of the most supportive and understanding being you ever known.

But it doesn't mean that you can't be nervous-

When you finally sit him down and told him you have a son, it took him a while to process.

But then his ears perked up and his eyes practically glittered!

He's beyond excited to meet who the little fella is!

Oh God oh shit wait does that mean he's a dad?? An actual father???

He's absolutely buzzing from joy thanks to this news!! You better bring your little boy so Freddy can meet him 😡

He'll be bothering you about this all night- even after he apologized three times for potentially annoying you while you're on your nightguard duties.

Look man he's just very excited:((

Tomorrow comes and Freddy just finished decorating his little room, hoping that your son will like it.

But the arrival of you and your little semi-clone is what surprised him the most.

As you guide Gregory who's currently on a blindfold, you told him to stop right before he walked into the table with the cake on it.

Freddy is just like "??? Why is Gregory here?", but it clicked in his mind like two seconds later.

His eyes widen so hard he can probably see planet pluto with it.

He didn't want to interrupt Gregory's attempt at guessing where he is so he kept quiet, and once you've opened his blindfold.

"Surprise, sweetheart! This is-"

"Surprise, superstar! I've missed you so much!"

???

WHAT.

You were about to ask him what he meant but then-

"Freddy! I've missed you too! I didn't know you'll be here?"

Wait huh-

You're just there looking at them cause like? Huh? You two know eachother? From where???

"Ahem," the two of them avert their gazes towards you, as you fold your hands by your chest, looking for answers.

"Any of you care to explain?"

Gregory just kinda look at Freddy, panic written in his eyes as he obviously forgot that you had no idea about him sneaking in. And even causing some property damage...

Freddy took notice of this and slowly hint at Greg to go hide behind him, looking at you with tender eyes in hopes that you'll cut Gregory- no, both him and Gregory some slack.

Please spare em some mercy,,

"You see, Starlight... Gregory and i-"

"You even know his name?"

"Well, yes- but that's because we've met eachother you see."

You're just looking at Gregory who's behind Freddy's legs with those parental eyes, we all know em.

"Spill."

"It wasn't my fault!! I was trying to find you after school so i went here, but all i could find was that scary blonde lady.."

You put two of your fingers on your temple, trying to understand what he's telling you.

"Gregory, did it not occur to you that maybe, just maybe, i was at home? And what do you mean ‘after school’, the show starts at 8 pm."

Uh oh Gregory, you're busted, again.

"W-well.. i maaaybe took a detour and.."

"Gregory."

Freddy, noticing the tense atmosphere immediately got in the way of you two, as he then puts a hand on your shoulder to calm you down.

"Hey.. dearest, let's calm down, alright? It's the boy's birthday today! Cut him some slack, hm?"

"Right, before that. Greg, where were you actually when you weren't at home and told me that you were ‘spending the night at a friend's house’?"

Silence, even Freddy seems like he's hesitant in saying something.

"Gregory."

"I may or may not was... Here... With Freddy... But i was just trying to go home all night, i swear!"

You took a glance at Freddy for confirmation.

"That's right, dear!! He just, accidentally stayed a bit too long- which is my fault! And got trapped here due to closing time... Oh, but i did tried my best to keep him safe!"

Honestly? You're not worried all that much if Freddy kept him safe or not, it was such a great gesture sure, and the thought of it got you swooning a bit.

But like...

Gregory is your son, you know what he's capable of, and you know exactly the kind of trouble he has gotten himself into in the past.

Escaping a facility full of Animatronics that roams at night? Yeah that ain't gonna take your son down.

Still,, you're gonna need to look at his body for injuries once you get home, even though he may seem alright at the moment.

"So, the ‘little kid that snuck in and did some heavy property damage’ that Vanessa told me during her taking up my shift. That was you? Not only do i have to pay her back for having to deal with this type of trouble while covering for me, but also knowing that the one making that trouble is my own son? And the one that helped him did it, is the animatronic I'm dating?"

..

...

....

"..M-maybe it's time for some cake-?"

"...Yeah, i wanna eat my cake now.."

Goddammit.

How are you supposed to get mad at them now??

You sighed, letting both the bear animatronic and the kid go, you're gonna have to explain this to Vanessa somehow, but you're just thankful Gregory didn't let himself get caught by the security cameras. Or at least not enough for them to recognize him.

You're a bit proud of him for that tbh, and for being able to survive a whole night without crying or just,, trauma,, in general.

I guess you can let this slide... He is your feral child anyhow.

"Alright well, fine. I'll let this slide, for now. But only because you managed to impress me in some ways."

Freddy was happy you let this go, and was a bit surprised by your parenting skills. Still, he took the lighter and gave it to you, lighting the candles that is on Gregory's birthday cake.

"Happy Birthday, Darling."

"Happy Birthday, Superstar."

",,thanks guys! And (mom/dad)?"

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry :("

You sighed, petting him on the head. Might as well give him a nice birthday.

Montgomery Gator.

Now with Montgomery, everyone practically knew you were with him.

Since he loves showing you off to everyone, at this point it's obvious.

At one point, you kinda just blurted out that you have a kid, which in results have him really curious about your little guy.

He just wants to know if they're cool or not, who knows, maybe them two can both have some rockin' fun together!

He can teach him the Bass, cause some ruckus together and all will be well and dandy.

So you told him about Gregory, his age, how he is, etc etc.

The Gator CANNOT WAIT to meet him.

Though he kept saying that the name is kinda familiar, he just doesn't know from where, so he shrugged it off.

Back on topic; a little dude that is an absolute rowdy rascal?? He needs to meet him.

So you promised the animatronic that you'll bring your son when you can.

Which turns out to be around the next week.

Monty was playing in his golf area when you told him that your son is going to come soon.

My mans was so surprised he even missed his shot smh.

I mean, it's not like he forgot about it, haha, hahaha.

Yeah he forgot about the whole meeting your son thing. 😔

The only reason the little troublemaker can come today is because he doesn't have school the next day, so he can visit the Pizzaplex even when it's after-hours.

When Gregory arrived, he called you to ask where you were, in which you said you'll just pick him up at the entrance.

Now, when you told him to follow you into Monty Golf, he surprisingly walked ahead of you, as if he knew where it is.

And he did, somehow.

When you're at the entrance of Monty Golf, he stopped, waiting for you to catch up before asking to hold your hand when coming in.

Then the part where he meets Monty..

"Alright! Gregory, this is the person, well, animatronic who i wanted you to-"

"YOU."

You flinched, hearing Monty's voicebox boomed.

The animatronic stomped his way up to the poor boy, as he immediately hides behind you.

"AAAA (MOM/DAD) HELP!!!"

He pulled on your wrist, stumbling as he's trying to drag you to the exit.

As Monty walks menacingly towards Gregory, you got in front of him, pushing away the green animatronic.

"OKAY OKAY, WHAT'S GOING ON."

The way you raised your voice got both of them to stop, as you try to make sure no one gets hurt.

"THAT LITTLE BRAT IS THE REASON I WAS IN PARTS AND SERVICES FOR A WHOLE MONTH AND A HALF!"

"YOU WERE CHASING ME!!!"

"QUIET."

And the room falls silent, as you try to understand the current situation.

"Alright, explain. One at a time."

Yeah... Did you really think that'll work?

Both of them headbutts with eachother, trying to get you to side with them.

You rolled your eyes, as you try to make sense of what they're yelling at eachother.

"YOU FUCKING RIPPED ME IN HALF."

"YOU WERE TRYING TO FLIPPING RIP ME IN HALF!"

"Language- wait hold on. Gregory did what to you?"

A moment of silence began once more, before the bigger, metal built one out of the two scoffed, obviously displeased.

"Yeah, this rascal here, he threw the whole shitty bucket from my own goddamn area and-"

"Language."

"...and it fu- And it broke me in half."

He immediately fixed himself, trying to not disobey your warnings, no matter how annoying it may be to him.

Poor Gregory is just there looking at you like 🧍

You looked down at him, arms crossed as Monty had a smirk of satisfaction, thinking that he successfully got you to side with him.

"Two questions. One, how did you even ended up here, two, was the thing he said true? And you better say no."

He looks down, fiddling along as he slowly moves back.

You don't even know what happened when suddenly Gregory just goes >:(

Hands on his hips as he looks up, determined.

"HE-" The boy pointed, "WAS HUNTING ME DOWN!"

"He what-"

"WOAH THERE YOU LITTLE SHIT, I WAS TRYING TO GET YOU BACK TO YOUR PARENTS."

"LIAR!!! EVEN FREDDY TOLD ME NOT TO GET NEAR YOU, HE WAS WITH ME THE WHOLE TIME! AND YOU WERE JUST JUMPING AT ME WHICH WAS REALLY SCARY!"

"Kid, you fucking DESTROYED ME."

"GOOD."

"SHUT UP."

Finally, they calmed down.

You look at the both of them, intense glaring meeting both of their gazes.

After some time, they finally explained to you what happened, in which you responded with a big exasperated sigh.

"Look, i don't know how, but i want you two to get along." You told them, hand by the temple of your forehead to get rid of the headaches. Soon after, you go home with Gregory.

The first few days of your son coming with you to work that only happens on weekends finally started.

Yeah.. they didn't get along.

At first at least ;)

They had their banters, fighting for your attention.

"Does he always harass you like this??"

"Watch your mouth you fuckin' brat."

But soon enough they'll get along if they can actually move past the fact that they were out for eachother's throats-

Like when Gregory told him he can do golf better than him.

Monty was pissed- but it ended up well with them being competitive!!

They'll even cause some trouble by just stomping around the Pizzaplex with Gregory on Monty's shoulders AWE.

Or that time where they went to piss off Roxanne on purpose.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY YOU LITTLE SHITS."

"HAHAHA LANGUAGE!!!"

Cue Gregory wheezing.

Good job!! Now you have two crackheads to look after <3

Sunnydrop.

Now, this fella...

I think it's pretty obvious that he was absolutely ECSTATIC when he knew you have a kid!!

I mean, he's practically made to get along with kids sooo.

He would be BEGGING for him to meet your son.

"OOO gosh! I wonder what type of kid he is!!! Is he bad? Of course he isn't!! He's your son afterall! OH OH, MAYBE WE CAN DO FINGER PAINTING TOGETHER, what kind of food does he like???"

Like, smh, calm down Sun🧍

Watch out, cause he'll absolutely bother you about it from now on.

Trying to go home?

"OH OH! Goodbye, Sunshine!! Tell your even little-r Sunshine i said hi!!"

Just arrived at work?

"RISE AND SHINE! You look splendid today! How is little Gregory? Is he at school?? Ooh, i wanna see what he's like at school!!"

You constantly need to remind him that you two have work to do.

But at one point in time, you need to take Gregory with you because he doesn't have school, and you don't trust him enough to let the ten year-old boy be alone in your house for a whole day.

It took a little convincing since he for some reason seemed so against going to the Pizzaplex, but you managed to win him over with-

"I'll let us get McDonald's once I'm done with work."

"I want a Happy Meal AND a Mcflurry."

"??? No sir, you just had ice cream yesterday."

"Well then I'm not going."

"Gregory."

"I want a Mcflurry."

"You had ice cream last week too, you'll get sick."

"I don't care. >:("

"Gregory, i literally work at a Pizza place, you can have as much snacks there, just no ice cream."

"...fine, but can i at least play on your phone?"

"I'm very sure you have an ipad."

"It isn't as fun:("

With a sigh, you let out a small "fine." as he finally cheers at him own little victory, getting ready at the same time.

As you finally arrived to drop him off at the daycare to be looked over by Sun at the moment, the Sun persona jumped out of nowhere.

"(Y/NNNN)!!! HOORAY! Oh you brought a little guy! Hello, little on- GAH RULE BREAKER, RULE BREAKER! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE! YOU'RE BANNED."

He yelled out, as he suddenly moves forward and picked up Gregory with ease. Carrying him all the way to the exit of the Daycare.

"AND STAY OUT!!"

Gregory kinda just let Sun do his thing, almost as if he knew this would happen.

You had to ask Sun directly on why he did what he did, and his answers shocks you.

"Wait, he was here? Like, here? In the Pizzaplex?"

"YES! And he broke the one rule i told him not to! He's nothing but a trouble maker!"

The way he folded his arms and sassily look away was so funny, you couldn't help but Chuckle. Gregory is still outside by the exit of the Daycare like 🧍.

Poor Gregory 😔.

You had to call him back again after convincing Sunny, explaining what happened.

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT THOUGH!! I didn't mean to turn off the lights.."

"I WARNED YOU!!! And you didn't listen to me! >:("

"BUT I DIDN'T MEAN IT :("

You had to ask Gregory how he even was here in the first place, with a facepalm by the end of your talk.

Sun sided with you, both of you crossing your arms with a disappointed and a bit of anger on both of your faces as you look down on him.

"Well, i suppose I'm just glad you're safe. But you're in so much trouble young man."

"That's right! Can't wait to tell this to your parents. >:(("

A moment of silence rung as you look at him, obvious confusion seen on your face.

"Sunny?"

"Hm?"

"I'm his (mom/dad). Haven't i told you that?"

..

WHAT.

He looks at you with so much surprise that he felt like he needed to express it with his whole body, before looking at Gregory.

"So he's your son?!?!"

"Uh, yeah, i am."

"WELL WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO?!"

He picked up Gregory once more, swinging him around in delight. Even tossing him up lightly.

Gregory being banned from the Daycare??? What are you talking about?? Never happened. :)

He would absolutely do a 180 on Gregory and treat him with very obvious favoritism.

And also emphasizing to NOT turn off the lights.

It's bad enough before he was just a kid, but now knowing he's your son??? Yeah he's making sure he's safe at all costs.

After that day, he'll bug you EVEN MORE to bring Gregory again.

He'll even prepare stuff for Gregory this time, what his favorite activities are, etc etc.

Peace and quiet? Never heard of it.

Good luck, comrade.

omg your smut is so good wtf??? 😳 aaaa could you possibly write Monty x shy afab reader who has a praise kink??

note: my shy ass with a praise kink,,, AND WITH MONTY?? don’t call me out like that,,

warnings: dubcon, noncon, praise, petnames (good girl, pretty girl, baby), afab!reader, tummy bulge, implied possessiveness, orgasm denial, light teasing, choking, semi-public sex, minors dni

word count: 701

Rock n’ Rhythm

“You gotta be quiet, baby or they’ll hear ya.” His voice rumbled as he dragged you up and down his length at a rough pace.

You bit your lip as you swallowed down a moan, the obvious bulge in your tummy prominent when he sits you down on himself ripping an orgasm from you again.

”Monty…” “What is it, pretty girl?“ He coos at your reddening face as you duck your head down into his chest to hide yourself, it was embarrassing.

”Can’t get off on your own, hm?” He snickers at the look on your face as he holds your chin between his index and thumb, claws grazing against your soft skin.

Your eyes avert to the side and your stomach swirls with shyness and arousal. The distant sound of a birthday party happening reminds you of your situation.

”Monty we really shouldn’t do this…” “And yet nothin’ was stopping you from climbin‘ onto my lap to ride my cock.” He smirks, picking his sunglasses between his fingers and pulling them down ever so slightly as he winks at you.

”C’mon, baby, don’t get shy now.”

He lifts you by the hips and drops you back down ripping a mewl from your pretty lips as you grip into his shoulders for support.

”Show me how badly you want it, pretty.” He says, leaning back in the cushioned chair with his hands behind his head as he watched you with a smirk.

You mumble in frustration, slowly moving yourself up his cock with a sigh and moving back down with a whine.

Your hands grip at his chest as you bounce in his lap, clit bumping against his pelvis and sparking arousal through your pussy as you find a good rhythm. Your breasts bouncing as you pant, eyes half lidded as you look up at Monty who watches in amusement.

He places a hand on your hip, he knows you’re getting close, thighs burning with exhaustion and he stops you, halting your movements as you mewl and whisper in protest.

His grip on your hips tightens as he suddenly starts pounding up into your cunt, the lewd sounds of your juices reverberating off the walls of his dressing room.

He moves a hand up and gropes at your tits, lightly pulling and pinching your perky nipples between his claws as he bounces you on his cock.

”Such a good girl, takin’ me so well.” He groans, a growl followed after as he moves his hand from your breasts to your throat, squeezing very enough to make your breathing difficult as your tongue peeks between your lips.

”Do you feel it? Ya feel me hitting all yer spots?” He chuckles at the moan you let out when his hand gripping your hip moves to press against the bulge in your tummy.

You bite your lip hard as your gummy walls squeeze him tight, almost affecting his pace as you clamp down on him.

”Do you like hearing me call you a good girl?” Your eyes roll back and your pussy squeezes his length again. “You do, I can feel it. Such a pretty girl, all for me.”

Each praise shoots like lightning to your sopping cunt, a white ring around the base of his cock as his tip kisses your cervix.

”Monty ‘m gonna cum!..” “Are ya, baby?” He chuckles, gripping your throat a little tighter as your eyes gloss over and your body trembles as you slowly reach your peak.

”Go on, pretty girl. Cum all over my cock, yeahh, such a good girl aren‘t ya?” He groans as your pussy convulses around his dick, spasming as your juices leak around his length.

He pats your head softly as you rest against his chest, cock still buried and clenched by your gummy walls as you slowly regain yourself.

He nuzzles his face against yours, cheers outside heard as a birthday candle is blown out.

You both hear the muffled voice of a child saying, “Where is Monty Gator? He’s my favorite, Mom!”

He kisses your forehead before lifting you off of himself and handing you your clothes that were most likely shreds of fabric.

”Let’s go wish the kid a happy birthday alright, baby?”

Monty x Sleepy!Reader

This is a oneshot in response to an indirect request :3 v

I didn’t check it much for typos sorry TwT _______________________________________________________________________

You’ve been working as a day shift security guard for the Fazbear Pizzaplex for quite some time now. You knew the animatronics well. They were your friends. You hung around them during your spare time, talking, playing games, and you even had quite a few inside jokes with each of them. At times during your shifts, Freddy would sometimes check up on you to make sure you were doing alright. To make sure you were drinking water and getting up to stretch every so often. You loved all the animatronics, their personalities and quirks, but you especially loved Monty. 

There was just something about him that made you smile every time you saw him. Oftentimes he was a bit of an egotistical ass, always complimenting himself and showing off, but he didn’t overdo it. It was charming. You could swear you were catching feelings, but that couldn’t be possible. How could you fall for a 7ft tall animatronic with giant biceps and a charming personality.

A thought for another time. 

After your shift ended one day, you were called in by your boss asking if you could cover for the night shift that night because the original guard called in sick. You accepted, knowing full well you’d be asleep the entire time. The animatronics were notified that you’d be taking over for the night and you prepared to at least attempt to pull an all-nighter.

The night was frankly boring as hell. At some point you were actually hoping to see something on the cameras, but nothing came up for a while so you kinda lost hope. You wished you could just mosey on over to rockstar row to hang out with one of the animatronics, but they were all charging for the night. You doubted that Freddy would even pop in for one small check up. 

You were starting to get a little sleepy and the caffeinated drink in your hand had no effect in keeping you awake. Your eyes felt heavy and would start to drift close from time to time. The swivel chair was really uncomfortable and your body was aching to lie down on the couch near the door. You mustered what little energy you had and heaved your body up out of the chair and dragged your feet to the couch finally sitting on the left side of it and getting comfy.

In the distance you could hear metal footsteps clunking towards you getting louder with each step. Guess Freddy thought to say hi at least once.

“Hey there, Rockstar. Night treatin’ you well?” Monty poked his head in the room with lazy eyes and a grin.

“Not so much, Freddy,” you replied slurred and tired,

Freddy? Huh.

The gator grinned. He changed his accent and softened his voice in an attempt to mock Freddy’s typical supportive demeanor, thinking you were joking.

“Anything I could do to cheer you up, superstar?”

“I thought you were supposed to be at rockstar row charging for the night?”

“Nah,” He said, returning to his original voice. “My battery’s ‘lot more durable than the others’.” He was about to go on about how Freddy asked him to check up on you because of that, but then you responded.

“Huh. I would’ve expected that more from Monty to be honest. It fits his character, you know?”

Oh. You actually thought he was Freddy. Well then.

He decided to play along for a while. See how long it took for you to realize.

“Speakin’ o’ Monty, did ya see his performance today? Pretty fire, dontcha think?”

He sits down to the right of you and you lazily scooch next to him, resting your head on his shoulder. 

“Yeah.” You giggle a little. “I love it when he does those guitar solos. They’re really epic”

Oh Monty was definitely going to abuse his power on this.

“Oh yeah? What else d’you like ‘bout him?”

You think for a bit. “I really like his attitude, how he’s an absolute god at golf. Ooh! And his mohawk…and his biceps.”

He kinda laughs at that last one. You must’ve been really tired to admit something like that.

“Oh boy. We have a simp on our hands.” He chuckles a bit himself, but you go silent. Then you somewhat confess.

“Would it be weird if I was?” You ask him with absolute sincerity. To be honest, Monty is slightly taken aback. He was half joking when he said it. Perhaps he’s abused his power a bit too much, but now he’s intrigued.

“What do you mean weird?” He asks. He wraps his arm around you pulling you closer towards him and you adjust your head resting on his shoulder.

You shrug a bit. “I dunno. I just don’t think he would find me that impressive. I’m not half as bold as he is. I can’t even play golf.”

He’s somewhat miffed from you talking down to yourself like that. Usually you’re a bit more cheerful when talking with him. How much do you share with Freddy that he doesn’t know?

“I’m pretty sure Monty thinks o’ you more than your ability to play golf.”

“Maybe…” You trail off a bit. “I’ve always wanted to try it out, you know? Just head to Monty Golf and try it out. But I’d probably die from embarrassment if Monty saw me being trash at golf from the catwalks. I mean he’s kind of a god at the game.”

Monty suppresses the urge to milk his powers anymore. “I think he’d be willing to teach you. You should ask him.”

“Well then I would die from embarrassment from failing to improve.”

Monty chuckles. He didn’t take you for someone so insecure about themselves. Now he’s kinda set on proving you wrong. He also might have to tell Freddy what you confessed in the morning so you don’t embarrass yourself or so Freddy isn’t absolutely confused when you talk to him about it. Give you time until you’re comfortable to genuinely confess to him. He liked you. You were always there for him and he wants to be there for you too.

“Freddy?”

“Hm?”

“You think it would be okay to fall asleep? I don’t think I can stay up for much longer.”

“Sure thing.” He smiles softly at you. “Good night, rockstar.”

You giggle. “That’s what Monty says, silly.” You smile to yourself. “He’s my rockstar.”