Fearwetting Stories

His room was darker than normal; colder. Surimu-san was always watching, standing silently in the darkest corner of his room. Izuku could almost make out where his eyes were supposed to be despite the shadows hiding the majority of his not-face. Originally uploaded to my ao3 account. Original Upload Date: 2020-10-23 Wordcount: 3,964

I ended up updating but im too lazy to change description. i guess i take requests now its uh.. fnaf. uh- i am ashamed of myself for writing this. i dont even know if i will ever return to this account ever again after doing this :') my first language is not english so im sorry for any mistakes. Bean is a self insert oc- yeap. just- enjoy? i know the cover is shitty. i have no intentions to turn this into something big. its just a story thats been on my mind for weeks and i need to write it down. i made this account purely for this and i will only update if people will ask me to.