Phone Guy Fnaf Fanart Novels & Stories

“Sir, I shall drop the deal at once! I promise that I won’t jeopardize Violet Vision’s reputation.” “Hmm.” Zayn nodded. Meanwhile, Zayn’s phone—which had been lying on the table—chimed to notify him of a text message. He had set an image of Faye as his phone’s wallpaper. Sean had noticed it in passing and could not suppress his shock. Why did the person in the photo look so familiar? “I’m not opposed to the idea of you loaning money to the Carters, but you’re not allowed to have any inappropriate thoughts about Faye from now on. Do you understand?” Zayn asked with a solemn stare.

I say in a girly tone and push her arm playfully. " N-No.. maybe, yeah. But he turned me down. " she looked up at me. " Oh I'm sorry M, he'll see what he's missing out on soon. " I smiled at her. " Yeah I guess, anyway can I see your phone? " she asks " Sure. " I take my phone out of my pocket and unlock it for her. My home screen is a picture of a moon drawing that I made along with a wolf howling into the distance. As I said, I find them fascinating.

It’s the way he calls my name. “I’m outside.” He tells me “Oh, I’ll be right there.” I replied and cut the call, looking up to see four eyes staring at me “That’s creepy and please don’t be creepy. Especially you Ellie.” I warned, tucking my phone into my pocket. “Me? When have I ever being creepy?” She asked, feigning offense by what I said “You have every single picture of Harry styles saved on your phone, photos cards and cut boards.” “It’s called being a fan.” She called out after me but I ignored her, taking a deep breath and opened the door.

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I lean myself backward to reach inside the pocket of my black jeans to retrieve it. My spine stiffen from the text from an unknown number. +34 85601-1337 You fucked up X. Now you’re going to pay. Blood will be shed Who the fuck is this? It’s a phone number from Spain. “Hell yeah, another one!” I hear Julian gloat but I don’t pay him any mind. The game is over and a new one has just begun. Whoever the fuck this is, is going to wish they never sent this. “Bro, what’s wrong? You all salty now?” Julian asks with whiny mockery.

“Go wild.” I catch it, grin sharp enough to cut glass, and saunter back to the room. Game on, Bunny Boy. Slipping off the shirt, I put on the cut. I kneel on the bed, both phones propped like twin sentinels, one streaming live, the other recording for him. I hit Go Live. The screen floods with names, tips, thirsty questions. BigDaddy69: where’s bunny boy?? DarkHorseX: single?? thought u had a man 😈

Aaron passed an order. "Okay!" Jay was about to leave, but Aaron calls him back. "Hey, give me the phone; I will keep it in the storeroom." Aaron extended his hand to take the phone. "Okay, master." Jay handed over the phone to Aaron and stepped out of the hall. There is no lock on the phone, so the phone opens automatically to unlock. A smile appears on his face as he watches the wallpaper on the phone. The wallpaper is like - Aaron, Martin, and Peter are in the photo.

My subconsciousness sassy said in a duh tone. I was still whining at the pain on my wrist when I heard a grunt coming from the man not far from me. I looked up and my breath shallowed as I looked at the million of dollars he was holding with a unpleasant expression on his face. A Falcon Supernova IPhone 6 pink diamond. With an INSANE price of $48.5 million dollars. Who the heck is this guy? The initial plan was I won’t do anything that would make Andre upset with me but looking at the cracked phone in this man’s hand I am not quite sure that went according to the plan.

Felix slowly sipped the bottle of Fanta in his hand while he scrolled through his phone with his right hand. His legs were cross-legged as she checked through the recent post of Kola and Anjola and right after it was a picture of Paula and Atinuke. Felix scoffed as he put off his data and slipped his phone back into his pockets. He didn’t know if the two couple were competing between themselves or something like that.

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

The box had G-phone printed all over it and a small quote introducing their company's slogan on the top. "G-phone - the revolution for lonely people... what's that supposed to mean?" Tynan frowned. According to the marketing campaign, the G-phone was like a lover. It would always be by the owner's side and basically worked as a digital personal assistant. But making such a statement... Was the company taking it too far?