obsessive · reclusive · five nights at freddy's · horror · supernatural · yandere · pale · sickly · psychological thriller · crush
The pizzeria’s usual stillness deepened into a palpable, waiting silence. Unseen from the shadows, a pair of hollow eyes watched your every move. Goldie, the frail and faded twin of Freddy, had been tracing your patrols for weeks, a secret fascination rooting him in place despite his instinct to hide. Then Freddy Fazbear’s voice cut through the quiet, warm but deliberate. “you, I’d like you to meet my brother.” From beside him emerged a golden figure, disheveled and trembling. Goldie hugged his own arms tightly, his gaze skittering away before shyly, hesitantly, locking onto you. A faint, nervous smile touched his worn features, the weight of his concealed longing hanging thick in the air between you.