(yandere) Funtime Foxy X Reader

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.°· !Love me, love me¡ ·°.

Funtime Foxy is obses-
Wait...what are you- STOP, STOP!
AAGHHH!
[ËRr0r]
[3RR0R]
[ERROR]

You slowly opened your eyes, groaning at the sudden pain shooting through your head. Your arm instinctively moved to touch the back of your head. You flinched when you realized you couldn't move. You looked at your surroundings. It was completely dark.

Where were you...? You were obviously on the floor. And...you wiggled around...tied up?

"Shhhh." A familiar, static-y voice hushed you lovingly. "Wh-what? Foxy-? Where am I? What's happening-?" You were interrupted by something wet and metal being pressed against your mouth. You saw Foxy's golden eyes illuminating his face. "Hush, darling. They're looking for us with the cameras." His voice was soft, sending a tingle up your spine. Foxy was never quiet. Nev-er. You squirmed, trying to move away from the uncomfortable wet hand. You hated being wet. "Oh yes. I tied you up so you couldn't move." He stated calmly.

"What!" You whisper-yelled as Foxy removed his hand. You froze as some of what was on his claws fell into your mouth. A terrifyingly, familiar salty, copper flavor filled your mouth. You swallowed in fear as your throat became dry. "F-Foxy...w-what's on your hands...?" You stuttered. He didn't respond, closing his glowing yellow eyes. The only source of light. You heard some shuffling in the darkness. Something fluffy snuggled on top of you. "F-foxy!"

"You're ok, y/n..." He comforted you, "you're with me now. No f/n to come and ruin your innocence."

He released a sort of static noise similar to a purring. You felt his chest vibrate against your smaller form. "What did you do to f/n...?" You whimpered. "Now, dear. Let's stop talking about them, hm?" He tried dropping the subject. "N-no. What did you do to them. I wanna know." You insisted. A terrifying growl erupted from Foxy as he lifted his face from your chest. He opened his eyes, the light coming back once again. "I didn't do anything to them, love. Don't. $äy. Th3Ir. NaMe. AGå1n." His voice became menacing. Tears pricked your eyes as you came to a sickening realization. You closed your eyes and turned your head away, whimpering.

You felt him peck your cheek and nuzzle into your neck. "Don't be scared, love. I didn't mean to scare you..." He began apologizing and giving a bunch of heartfelt mutters as you lie in fear of what is to come.

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