Five Nights At Freddy's Oneshots

Together Jeremy Fitzgerald x Reader

You clutched the Bonnie mask in your damp palms, fear coursing through you in waves. Only the reassuring hand of your partners shoulder on your arm kept you steady. You forced your breathing to steady as he removed his comforting grip. You quietly sauntered over to your designated vent, the right one. You turned on the light cautiously, meeting dull and emotionless emerald green eyes. You quickly slipped on your mask before the animatronic could decipher who you were. His malicious gaze turned to one of confusion as he suspiciously slinked back into the darkness of the vent. You pulled off the smelly mask, turning to see Jeremy. His back was facing you, and he seemed to be dealing with an animatronic. You loved that boy more than anything in the world, his dirty blond tresses and bright blue eyes lured you in like no other man had before. At some point he noticed your intense gaze on his back. "What's wrong?" He asked, worriedly. "N-nothing," you stuttered in response, surprised by his tone of concern. "Masks!" He exclaimed, ripping apart the silence. In answer, you hurriedly pulled on your mask, hearing bumping from the left vent shortly after. The light flicked as the yellow and damaged terribly face of Chica the Chicken appeared in front of you. You slapped on the mask, but apparently not fast enough because shortly after she pulled it off of you. You closed your eyes as you felt a rough grip on your arm. "NO!" A voice cried, you knew it was Jeremy. The grip disappeared, and the 6AM bell chimed. A soft hand was placed on your shoulder, you gingerly opened your eyes, immediately meeting soft blue ones. You felt his dirty blond locks on your forehead, as you tried to talk. "Are you ok?" He asked. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." You mumbled. He smiled gently, and offered you a hand. You took it, and he pulled you to your feet. "See you tomorrow," you both said at the same time, blushing red shortly after. Yeah, your relationship is pretty awkward. "Well, I guess I should y'know, go home," he said quietly, scratching the back of his neck. "Yeah, yeah, me too, seeya!" You exclaimed, running out to your car. Jeremy stared wistfully at the space you had earlier occupied, and reluctantly walked to his own car, driving home in a daze. 

Another day went by, and you were slowly dressing in your security guard uniform. You were very groggy from lack of sleep, you kept having awful nightmares about the horrors at your job. You sleepily got into your car and drove to the pizzeria. Groaning, you got out of your car and walked into the pizzeria. You knew Jeremy would cheer you up, he always did. You shuffled into the office, and plopped down in the lone chair in the office. You felt yourself land on another person's lap, so you scrambled up as quickly as you could. Jeremy lay on the chair, looking like the breath had been knocked out of him. "Oh, Jeremy! I'm so sorry!" You cried out. "It's ok," he muttered breathlessly. You were about to apolagize further, when the 12AM bell rang which interrupted you. You grabbed the necessary equipment, and took a seat on the desk, ready to move at a moments notice.

Not much later into the night, a withered Freddy appeared right in your face. You slipped on your mask, and he left with a suspicious look on his face. "Hey, (Y/N)," you heard Jeremy whisper. "Ye-" you were interrupted by his soft lips crashing upon your delicate ones. You gasped in surprise, and he took this as a bad sign. He was pulling his face away from yours when you brought a hand to the back of his head to pull him closer. You both tilted your heads to deepen the kiss. His arms snaked around your waist, while your hands tangled in his soft dirty blond hair. His tongue ran along your bottom lip and you granted access. His tongue entwined with yours in a passionate dance. Jeremy then suddenly pulled away. "The music box!" He cried. You watched him as a grin spread across your face. A bright red blush was painted on your cheeks. You and Jeremy enjoyed each other's company through the rest of the night. Then 4AM came. 

You our were so close! You finally had your dream boy. You were fangirling silently to yourself when a certain rabbit with no face appeared in front of you. You pulled on your mask, as the bunny's bright red eyes seemed to travel behind you. And he developed an aura of malice around him. You confusedly looked behind your shoulder to see Jeremy being hauled off by Toy Freddy. "NO!" You screamed. Bonnie emitted a noise of surprise, but quickly pulled off your mask, hauling you over his shoulder. "(Y/N) NO!" Jeremy screamed. You and Jeremy screamed each other's names as you were as the animatronics carried you off to your imminent demise. 

You our kicked and screamed but you knew it was useless. They carried you both to a pitch black room, setting you two roughly on the ground and locking the door. You hugged Jeremy, terrified, as he hugged you back tightly. Two empty suits were brought out. You struggled and screamed more as the two of you were ripped forcefully from each other and hoisted in the air. Jeremy was brought over an empty Freddy costume as you were brought over a Chica one. You were forced down, the pointy wires and crossbeams dug into your skin as you cried out for Jeremy and him for you. "I LOVE YOU!" You screamed, knowing that would be the last thing you ever said to him. "I LOVE YOU TOO!" He screamed. You knew he was being lowered into the Freddy suit. The life bled out of you slowly, as did Jeremy, and your screams mingled together in a nightmarish harmony. The life was finally drained from the both of you, and you were left to love each other from the grave. 

Don't read if you don't like swearing. 

​​​​​​​Mike: Nice, hah, not really. 
Fritz: You're such a dick, Mike.
Mike: Thanks!
Jeremy: Boy, that would be painful. 
Scott: I should know.
Jeremy: What? 
Scott: I didn't say anything.
Vincent: What's with you and death lately, Joy?
Joy: I don't know, I guess I wanted a new edge?
Scott: Make something happy.
Vincent: I like it this way, Scotty-baby!
Mike: You're a faggot, dude.
Joy: Damnit, Mike! Don't use that word!
Mike: Hmph.
Foxy: -Animatronic screech-
Mike & Vincent: -Girly scream-
Jeremy: Pussies.
Joy: FLASH FLASH FLASH BITCH -flashes flashlight over and over-