[Gore] Vincent x Fem!Reader

Vincent x (female)Reader [guro]

So, before this starts.. There is quite a bit of blood and gore in this one so if you can't handle blood or find those things gross then please don't read this chapter as I don't want anyone like.. fainting or anything. I don't want to be reported or something lol

Idk man I really love gore..

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Vincent x Reader [guro]

You sighed, breathing in the smell of pizza and metal. It churned your stomach but there was nothing you could do. When your mother says you're going to Freddy Fazbear's, you are going to Freddy Fazbear's. You fold your arms and lay across the table in front of you. Your parents were down beside your little brother, who was screaming about the animatronics. There was a bright blue bunny, a big brown bear, and a yellow chicken, who was wearing pink hot pants.

The people around you blurred as your eyes unfocused, but they suddenly focused again when you caught sight of a man walking past. His hair was purple, as was his uniform. He had a big smile and wide eyes. You watched him walk around the room, idly chatting with parents and making sure the animatronics were in check.

He half turns and smiles in your direction. You sit up and look about, wondering who he was smiling at. You see him chuckle and look away. You sigh again.

"[Y/N]!" your brother screeched. "[YYY/NNNNN]!!!!" people were turning to look at him, even the purple guy. You got up and quickly ran over to him.

"What's wrong Peter?" you ask, taking him into your arms. "[Y/N]! Where is Kid's Cove? I want to see the pirate! Arrrgh!" he shrieks with laughter at his own pirate impression. You stand up straight and take his hand, leading him to the place marked Kid's Cove on the map given to you by the staff when you entered the restaurant.

You find it, the room was dark and there was a herd of children in a circle at the front, excited for the show to begin. Parents lolled around the back and edge of the room. You give your brother a gentle push and he runs off to join the kids at the front as an announcement of the pirate show starting soon.

You folding your arms and leaned back slightly, wondering if this pirate was going to be anything like the last one. Before you could find out, though, a hand clamped over your mouth and pulled you out of the room before you could react. Once you realised what has happened you kick your legs and bite against the hand, resulting in being shoved in to another room. The door slammed shut and automatically locks.

You get up off of the floor only to be pushed down again. You look up to see the person who was doing this to you to find yourself staring right at the purple man you saw earlier. He pulled you up by the hair and sat you on a chair, tying your feet to the legs and your wrists behind your back. He flicks the light switch and you find you're in.. Maybe some sort of back room?

You scream as loud as you can, trying to catch someones attention but as you were taking another breath, the hand was clamped to your mouth once again and a knife was held to your throat.

"Shut up. Shut up!" A deep voice hissed. You were terrified seeing the glint of the knife in the corner of your eye. He disappeared in to a corner and came back with a roll of silver tape. He taped your mouth and eyes, so you could only breathe through your nose. He pushes your chair into a hidden corner of the room and leaves.

--- time skip to closing time ---

Vincent's P.O.V.

Finally, closing time. I can play with my new friend now. I chuckle inwardly, causing a weird stare to come from the mother I was escorting to the door.

"Hey I hope you enjoyed your time at Freddy's. Come again!" I closed the door and turned around to find myself face to face with my boss.

"Vincent, do you mind locking up for me?" he asked.

"No, not at all Mr Fazbear!" I replied cheerily. "I'll take the night shift too, if you want. I know we haven't had any replies to the ad we published."

"Do you mind? Just for tonight then. Thanks a lot, Vincent."

"No problem, sir."

I waited impatiently for Fazbear to leave. When he finally does, I sprint to the back room and lock the door behind me. I check my watch. 9:57pm. At least eight hours until someone comes back. I turn on the light and hear a muffled cry. I glided over to the pretty young girl I took earlier and pull her in to the center of the room. I rip the tape off her mouth and eyes.

Readers P.O.V.

"Hello there," he purred.

You sniffled. You had tried for what felt like hours to get out, but to no avail. You had spent the last hour crying, and he noticed your red, puffy eyes.

"Aww, don't cry sweetheart," he cooed, wiping away your tears. You sniffed again. You didn't want this man anywhere near you.

"Ah, hold on a second!" he runs off, coming back with a large metal box. He opens it up to show a wide variety of clamps, knives, and a range of other torture-looking items. Your face pales and you feel sick rising in the back of your throat.

"Now, let's have some fun," he sighs in to your ear, making you shiver. He pulls out a basic sized knife and starts off by cutting apart all your clothes except for your underwear. He unties your ankles from the chair and lifts you on to a table, strapping in your ankles. He unties your wrists and strap them to the table too. You're trembling and holding back a scream of terror.

He lifts his knife and starts.

Carving a V in to your stomach, you cry out in pain, tears spilling over again. He keeps going until the words "VINCENT'S BITCH" are cut in large letters on your stomach. You were gasping and whimpering in pain. He chuckled, tracing the knife up and down your thigh.

"You have lovely skin," he almost panted out. He pushed the knife into your leg at an angle and started to slide it along your thigh, taking the skin off of your leg. You scream in pain as your leg burns. You shudder, sobbing.

"Hey, hey! What did I say?! No crying - or I might just cut out your eyes," he giggled like a schoolgirl. This made you cry harder, you were terrified. He sighed.

"I warned you.."

He climbed on top of you and you started twisting and screaming, struggling, trying to get him off. He puts his finger over your mouth.

"Shh, shh darling. Be quiet," he whispers, stroking your hair to calm you a little bit. You stop trying to get him off, seeing your attempts were useless.

"Now! Look at me, look at me, dear, I want to be the last thing you see."

You closed your eyes and whimpered, begging for him to stop in a whisper. He ignored your pleas as he forced your eye open with his fingers. He dug his knife in under your right eye, and you screamed and fainted in pain.

When you woke up, you couldn't see a thing. You were barely sure you were even awake, but then you heard him. Everything was black. You started to cry, but instead of tears coming from your eyes you felt thick, hot blood.

You were in agony. Every part of you throbbed with pain. It felt like blood was pouring from all over your body. You gasped and cried as you felt a hand stroke your face, which felt raw and sore. You could barely speak you were too weak. He kissed your face and hair, holding you.

You could feel his smirk as you drifted out of consciousness in his arms, never to wake up again.