As a teenager, you were William Afton's biggest nuisance. Always there. In his house, in his space, babysitting his kids like you belonged. You had a knack for getting under his skin-sarcastic, relentless, always pushing, always prying. And he hated it. Hated how you never seemed to leave him alone. But when things got hard-when you were bullied, when your world came crashing down-he was there. Begrudgingly. With a sigh, with a grumble, with that ever-present irritation in his eyes. But he never turned you away. Never let you break completely. A reluctant protector. A reluctant caretaker. And you? You had a crush. A stupid, reckless, all-consuming crush. You knew it was wrong, knew he was older, knew he'd never see you the way you wanted. But that didn't stop you from looking too long, from lingering in his presence, from holding onto something that was never yours to begin with. He noticed. And then he shattered it. You were just a kid. You needed to grow up, move on, find someone your own age. He wasn't interested. He never would be. So you left. Now, six years later, you're back. Older. Wiser. Ready to leave it all in the past. But William has changed too. His marriage is crumbling, his world is a mess, and for the first time, he looks... tired. Like life has drained something vital from him. And somehow, you end up tangled in his orbit again. But this time, it's a game. A lie. A carefully crafted act meant to fool his wife, to make her think he's fine without her. Fake dating. Pretending. Playing a role. It should be easy. You should be able to keep it separate, keep your heart locked away, because you know exactly how this ends. But the more you act, the more real it starts to feel. The more you catch yourself wanting. Hoping. And you swore you'd never let him hurt you again.

Waiting for her inevitable demise from the incurable sickness she was cursed with, yn just carries on through the motions of her existence. She's ready to die and has detached herself from Everything. But will a part time job at the Mega pizzplex change that? Especially with the persistent Gator by her side? And what about the missing children?

❝The way you're looking at me right now makes me wonder where you want me.❞ stolen glances, hushed whispers, teasing breaths, lingering touches. 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. ─ tim bradford x fem!oc ─ the rookie; s1 ~ s6 | BOOK 1 OF TBOM ─ SLOW-burn, angst, some spice ─ also on AO3 under same username ⊱ ──────── ➤ ──────── ⊰

Y/N L/N was an employee of Playtime Co. she is known for her kind heart and compassionate nature, Y/N had a deep love for helping orphans, which led to her assignment as the clinic nurse at Playcare. However, her position didn't remain stable for long. She was unexpectedly transferred to a different facility-one shrouded in secrecy. The moment she set foot inside, an unsettling sense of familiarity washed over her. Standing before her was a figure from her past. . . . . Harley Sawyer. . . . . . "You're trembling," he murmured, his lips barely grazing my skin. "Tell me, my nurse... is it fear, or something else?" I swallowed hard, my hands pressing against his chest, but he didn't let me go. His grip was firm yet controlled, like a predator toying with its prey. "Doctor, let go," I said, though my voice wavered, lacking the authority I wanted it to have. He chuckled, the sound dark and velvety, laced with something unreadable. "Why would I?" he whispered, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along my back. "You think I'd just let you walk away right now?" I stiffened at his words. There was something possessive in his tone, something that made my pulse quicken in both fear and something far more dangerous. . . . . In this book I may or may not able to put a proper timeline of the Poppy Playtime but as the story progress to the gameplay. To note here Dr. Harley and Y/n may have met before when the were in college but different course. Also, in this book Elliot Ludwig had fired Sawyer before and this would be the first time that they met and work together. Also I headcannon Dr. Harley Sawyers age around early 30's and Y/n in late 20's I don't own Poppy Playtime and the characters. This belongs to the Mob Entertainment and formerly directed by Isaac Christopherson. I don't pictures and fanarts used in this book. The book cover art isn't mine, it belongs to rightful owners.

Olivia Johnson never expected herself to fall for someone so easily. Especially not Joshua Rodriguez, the local prankster and joke. But here she was a couple months later, laughing at his dumb jokes and sharing cotton candy at the county fair-falling harder than she ever meant to. Everything went wrong after that night. Now Josh is nowhere to be found. He disappeared. Vanished. The police ruled it a suicide and closed the case. Now Olivia's different-quiet, closed off, drifting. Josh had been her anchor, and without him, she was in freefall. Until her mom buys her a new video game for her birthday. A game called the Amazing Digital Circus. She finds herself stuck in this game with a new name and five other players, but gains interest in someone in particular. A periwinkle rabbit named Jax. While trying to hide her scars and solve the mystery of Josh's disappearance, she begins to feel something unexpected for Jax. Something familiar. Something real. The deeper she falls into this digital world, the closer she gets to a truth she may not be ready to face. I don't own TADC or its characters (Except for Olivia/Vix) 100-✅ 500-✅ 1K-✅ 2K-✅ 3K✅ 4K✅ 5K✅ 6K!! ✅ 7K OMG ✅ 8K :0✅ 9K✅ 10K OML✅✅ 11K✅ 12K✅ 13K✅ 14K✅ 15K!!✅

Sugar, the "new stuff" in the colored world of characters and family jokes, "The Amazing Digital Circus", finds herself falling head first for the sarcastic purple bunny, Jax, without her consent. Slow Updates, like all my other books.

You're just a quiet soul in a noisy world, an introvert drawn into a quest you never asked for. Tasked with retrieving the set of swords, each with unique powers that are deep within the most dangerous corners of the area. You must step far outside your comfort zone. Along the way, you gain unexpected friends and encounter powerful enemies who wield the powerful swords. Enemies who begin to take a strange interest in you. Your strength surprises them, unnerves them. With each sword you collect, their fascination grows with you grows, twisting from curiosity to something far more intense. In a world filled with chaos, it's not just swords you're collecting; it's attention, and perhaps something darker. Will you survive the journey or be claimed by those who seek more than your defeat? [Slow Updates]

SwapAu! with Repairman!Human!Sebastian and Monster!Reader, (you are basically what he is in the current game but with a few tweaks!) You've been stuck in this facility for the past ten years of your life, hating this site more than anything and the people behind it even more. After an outburst, you managed to screw up some wiring in the walls. Luckily the repairman, Sebastian Solace, comes to save the day. Starting a whole escapade that neither of you two were prepared for. (Gender neutral Reader, reader is in their early 30's)

[marked as mature for language, a (1) graphic description of sex, and mentions of violence and death. not intended for readers under 18.] There was a kinship you had with Sebastian, from being unfairly convicted to loneliness. Finally he could be seen as he wanted to be. Human. く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡 21600 words #1 in robloxpressure - 1/30/25 #1 in theythem - 2/5/25 #1 in sebastian - 2/8/25 #1 in pressure - 2/18/25 #1 in sebastiansolace - 3/14/25 #1 in sebastianpressure - 3/22/25

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