It's 1930, and a serial killer in your hometown is on the loose. Which fills you- a sweet, hardworking waitress, with terror. But not to worry, your good friend Alastor is there to comfort and protect you! Ironic though, he's the one you should be fearing. (I killed cringe culture. Alastor fancies you, but he's asexual. You're both alive in this, Mimzy is here too! Also, possible mentions of gore, definite mentions of murder, and slightly creepy themes. Alastor isn't aware he's being a creep though.)

A Phone Guy x Reader fanfic in 2020?! Indeed, this is the story of you copping a job as a nightgaurd at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria (the one in FNAF 1, so that we're clear) and meeting the man of your dreams: Phone Guy! (So far this is gender neutral, but I might change that later)