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Ghost was a werewolf shifter of Task Force 1-4-1, and Johnny MacTavish was the man brought on board to hold his leash.
There were never any bindings placed on him. Never ropes, nor sedatives needed. No shock collars or cattle prods. It was just Soap.
Just Johnny and the way he had Simon, even as a towering monster with gnashing teeth and flexing claws, wrapped around his little finger.
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12 Sep 2025
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The Death of Peace and Mind by Negative_Citadel
Fandoms: Five Nights at Freddy's, Five Nights at Freddy's Secret of The Mimic
12 Sep 2025
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Sent out to protect Fazbear Entertainment's company assets (until help arrives), Arnold finds himself trapped in the large facility that is MCM with an over looming threat. As the days pass, Arnold begins wondering if relief is ever coming. Slowly, he finds himself losing his grip on reality as the isolation lasts.
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10 Sep 2025
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After Arnolds' van crashes out in the middle of nowhere at the crack of dawn his dispatcher rushes off to try and save him. It's been one hell of a night already, but with the Mimic hot on their trail will they make it to the next one?
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09 Sep 2025
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There was a figure hunched over the desk, leaning over the console. He blinked. They wore the same green jacket as any other Fazbear technician. The hat on their head was the same as his. He brought a hand up to rub his eyes, but the scene in front of him didn’t change.
Were he slightly less exhausted, Arnold might (and that is a very strong might) be suspicious of the clearly way-too-sentient endoskeleton wearing a Fazbear technician uniform.
“I don’t really want to be here either,” he says, “So let’s.. get it over with and go home?”
Alternatively, M2 tries out a new costume. It goes surprisingly well.
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09 Sep 2025
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The side of the crate bursts into splinters as M2 crashes through it. He slowly cocks his head to the side, staring ominously at Arnold. The orange hue of his eyes shines in the dim space.
Arnold stares back.
M2 waits, slowly twists his body to face the man.
(This is the part where they run.)
Arnold shuffles around him. He tucks the unwieldy cutout beneath his arm.
(...Isn’t this the part where they run?)
Alternatively, Arnold heard "retrieve our property" and nothing else.
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09 Sep 2025