"Just a Machine.." - Glamrock Freddy x reader

Reina

A/n: there will be a trigger warning for verbal/physical abuse. i'll put it before it begins.

— lau <3

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Getting your ass out of bed this morning was a burden. Again you stayed up late into the morning working on your project downs stairs. You sighed, rolling of the bed. Driving to work was just a programmed thing in your brain now. You dragged yourself to the employee locker rooms and got changed. You walked to your first task of the day: morning check-up of the animatronics.

"Y/N, YOU LOOK AWFUL," Chica huffed, concerned.

"She hasn't had her Top of the Morning coffee yet," Roxy laughed.

"No I have, it just hasn't kicked in yet which is surprising because I drank a whole pot on my way here," you yawn, bringing your hand to cover it.

"Doesn't that like.. kill people?," Monty raised an eyebrow.

"Don't know, don't care plus ratio," you walk to the cylinder with Freddy following close behind, leaving Monty bewildered.

"What have you been doing all night?," Freddy laid himself on the stand.

"Just working..," Freddy eyed you. He clearly wanted more information. "I was working on a machine I'm building."

"What were you building?," Freddy observed you with curiosity.

"That, my friend, is a secret," you smiled, putting your finger on his mouth, hushing him.

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After the gang preformed their first show, you hiked up the first floor stairs and to Barney's, your boss's, office. He had been gone for a few days and the only extra work he left you was a few papers to report to Fazbear Entertainment. Writing the reports was easy when you weren't tired. You closed your eyes and set your head down on the desk, feeling yourself becoming drowsy.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

You flew up out of your chair and landing on the ground with a hard thump.

"Fuckkk...," you mumbled while trying to massage the pain away. Did I just break my ass? "Come in," you hollered to the door. To your surprise, it was Freddy. He paused for a moment, staring at your figure on the ground and let out a rough laugh that reverberated throughout your bones.

"What are you doing?," he wheezed.

"Okay, first of all, shut the fuck up. Second, you scared the piss out of me. If the coffee isn't giving me a heart attack, surely you would've," you glared.

"Here, let me help you," Freddy smiled, extending a paw to you. You stood, gaping at the massive robot. "Were you sleeping on the job?"

"No...," you pause, "...yes."

He glanced down at you, by then you realized he was still holding your hand. You tug it away a stroll back to your desk.

"Take a break. Come walk with me," you peek up at him.

"I was still working..," you mutter, Freddy placed his hands on the desk in front of you.

"We both know you weren't, come on," he beckons you to follow him. You sigh, standing up and accompanying him.

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(tw: verbal abuse, physical abuse)

It had been an hour since Freddy invited you to join him. The coffee was finally starting to kick in. You were approaching an ice cream vender when you heard yelling. Freddy made eye contact with you, his ears wiggling. You were sure his alarms were going off. That did not sound good. Racing to the source of the yelling, you spot a kid crying and what looked to be their father, shouting at them.