do you also like gore and torture? well this is the story for you! you can request your own gore oneshot and ill do pretty much any level of gore. warnings: bad spelling and grammar, ripping of body parts, self harm, someone's face getting ripped off

This story will have smut and spicy chapters~ requests any k!nks smut/spicy chapters angst fluff genderbend reader

-Cover art is by me - summary: You're just an average adult with an average job with friends. But you are far from average. Sun/moon x reader Fantasy AU *Reader is female sun and moon are male*

*deep inhale* LET ME HAVE THIS PLEASE-

When Y/N, a young girl, decides to apply for a job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzapex, she ends up sliding into fun- the daycare, that is. What will happen if the lights go out? This is a fanfiction, none of the characters belong to me, all credits to Scott Cawthon The cover art is also not mine, all credits to @bamsara, she writes really good fanfiction, so I suggest you go check her out! https://bamsara.tumblr.com

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Y/N with horrible social anxiety and Eclipse the cold arrogant animatronic. Soon he'll see how much he cares. After losing what he desired much. He will do anything for her. Anything. Though he wished she'll never find out his secrets.. [ FEMALE READER ] ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

So living with your toxic boyfriend isn't great but you don't have the courage to tell him to leave, though you think that's the worse of it right? Nope living in a town that if you are caught outside at night you will probably die.☠️ And out of all days your ass of a boyfriend took the car after you worked a long shift leaving you to walk in the dark ☹️

From the very start, their autonomy was violently stripped bare. They were taken and held down and beaten to submission-enslaved and collared and owned. Years upon years drag, time wasted in the confinement of normalized abuse. They solemnly accepted that they'd rot away; their leg broken and long since stopped hurting, the infection slowly eating away their very own bones. It was too late for hope. It was too late for a miracle. Until it really isn't. (In which you get hit by a car, punch someone in the face, and self-sign yourself as a caretaker to two aliens.)