(The long-awaited sequel to Seventeen) Let's face it, you wanted to be famous. It was hard to convince yourself after the killing game that you had any other motive, because you knew that underneath all the lies and denial you kept locked away within your mind, you had wanted that life. Prayed for that life. Hell, you were willing to die for that life. But at what price? Was it really wise to sacrifice your sanity for the inevitable spotlight, or will the mental burden become too much for you to handle? The price of being a reality TV star is steep, haunted by the horrors of the past only made worse by the crew who granted you that fame. From sudden post-game interviews to fans and harassers, it feels almost impossible to make this life one you could really enjoy. But thank god, you weren't alone anymore.

In the beginning, all you could see was darkness. It was as if you had faded into nothingness, the inky black hands of unconsciousness pulling you under. When you awoke, you were met with the horrifying reality of the killing game. Kids being forced to slaughter one another for the slim chance of freedom. You couldn't trust anyone, except for him. A part of you wondered if the mastermind realized the two of you knew each other, if they realized you were lovers. Did they put you together unknowingly, or had they meant to cause you despair? This was originally uploaded on Archive of Our Own, but I decided to put it on here as well!!!

"Once he's finished, he re-zips the onesie up and envelops me in a tight embrace. "I will never allow anyone to even lay a finger on you ever again," he states. He allows me to rest in his chest, curled up like a small cat of some sort. My heart races, and Gundham and I maintain eye contact for a minute or two. Time is messed up when I'm around him. So is my train of thought. Before I get a chance to say goodnight and catch my zs, I feel a pair of lips brush against my forehead for a second. I have to contain myself from having an outburst. "T-There was no scar there," I point out, desperately trying to keep my composure. "I know. I-I merely did it for...you know," he explains, cuddling into me to hide his blush." ~ Yaeko Jinnouchi, the Ultimate Outfit Creator one day escapes her abusive parents to live back with her best friend. However, during the time she was gone she finds out he's met someone new. His name is Gundham Tanaka, and he is as eccentric as they come. However, Yaeko is flirtatious by nature and sees teasing him as a game. So that's what happens. They begin a game to make each other flustered by doing small teasing acts against each other, yet they promised to end the game if any feelings begin to arise. One day, Yaeko begins to catch feelings....

Y/n joins Hopes Peak academy as the ultimate makeup artist! As the story goes on she meets new people and makes new friends, including the ultimate breeder himself, GUNDHAM TANAKA! How will their relationship progresses? Tw: Cussing Mild angst Mild NSFW (I'll put a warning for each chapter that needs it) Enjoy! :D

Cover from DeviantArt: JudyJun (The art is theirs! Not mine! All credit from the cover goes to them and they are extremely talented!) Stupid VR headset! I knew I shouldn't have trusted Wish! Y/n was always childish and playful, yet mature in a hidden way. They loved nostalgia and so when she came across a VR set dating back to the 90s on wish.com, also known as the demon site, she immediately buys. Hey, it was only 20$, whats the worst that could happen? Oh boy. Jax x Reader, slowburn, The amazing Digital Circus fanfic, not one shots.

Loyal and dedicated, Sunila proudly served for the company, M.A.M.B, Monsters and Aliens Military Base. Their job was to hunt and capture monsters and aliens, her job was to use her amazing tech abilities to help them. One day, she built a robot. A robot to help them around the company. The robot glitches, reports things that aren't there. Will she figure out the mystery of her creation, or will the secrets consume the company?

I write poems, so I wanted to put them here, because why not? I hope you guys enjoy them as much as I do.

It was Monty wasn't it? The reason that Bonnie is missing. Maybe? No one knows for sure, but we all know something happened in Monty Golf. Maybe there was more to the story? Maybe Bonnie knew something the others didn't?

Time to play truth or dare with the FNaF animatronics! Give me your truths and dares in the comments and I tell you what happens! None of the images are mine, and full credit to the artists who made them!

Have you ever wondered what Circus Baby's life was like? Have you ever asked yourself about how it all looks from her point of view? Here, your questions can be answered. In this slowly growing collection of short stories, I'll be telling you various tales from the infamous animatronic's many days of life from her point of view, the way I imagined them to play out. I'm willing to take suggestions 😋