Archive of Our Own

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*POP* You tumble from the sky, you fall a 4 foot drop, landing on your feet. You look down, at the gray sun? Spider? just a circle? You couldn't tell. Whatever it is, its smiling up at you, creepily. Right in font of you is a closed gray door. Despite being in this exact elevator countless times, it never fails to amaze you with the stuff that happens day to day. It lives up to its name, "The Regretavator". You only com here for one person, and that one person only. Of course you've made friends with majority of the others over time, but if Folly wasn't still here, you wouldn't still be there either. As if she could read your thoughts, which, lets be honest, she most definitely could, you feel this giant hand on your shoulder. You turn around, with a smile, to see Folly looking down at you.

"Ah, hello there, my waking nightmare. Tell me, how would ones verse about your day sound?" Folly would ponder, moving her hands to clasp behind her back, a rather simple movement, but something you don't see her do around others that aren't you. Despite just you two being in the elevator, her presence makes it feel full.

"O-Oh! I guess... Just... Bland? Not much happened today, so far..." You respond, your smile still there, as you try your best to make eye contact with her, without straining your neck too much, you heart beating just for her.

"Hmmm... That's tragic..." Folly looks around the elevator, as if checking to make sure its you and her and nobody else. "If one wants, I could write a more... Immaculate verse in the poem that this day is."

You stare at Folly, not sure if you head her correctly. The nightmare demon, the one know for being stone cold, who hates almost everybody, just tried to flirt... And it worked?! She made you blush, still in shock you think about her comment a bit more, and... No... No way that's what she asked, you didn't realize immediately at first, perhaps you missed it from the shock of her flirting with you? There no way she asked you to do that... Right here? Not caring if anyone joined the elevator? With a sigh, you agree.

"I-I don't see why not..." You manage to mumble out through your flustered state, wanting to make sure that she meant what you think she means...

Folly reaches into her pocket, and hands you a book, full of sadistic poetry for you to read. As you feel the cover, still warm for her body heat, hit your hand you silently curse yourself. You can't believe you thought she asked you to have sex with her... What were you thinking? Its Folly. A demon known for killing people who stare at her for a second too long, why would she want to fuck you? Regardless, you push off the thoughts, and open the book. You start with the first page, talking about how someone who's body is paralyze, but mentally hyperactive is more reactive than your average person. The pages carry on, sadistic poem after sadistic poem. Some just getting an "Oh... holy shit..." out of you. Others making you feel sick to the point you have to skip them. Folly stares, something about the way you react interests her deeply. Its almost as if she wishes she could take apart your brain and study it, compared to hers, your brain is so foreign. Eventually, you make it to the end of the book, handing it back to Folly, but now... A note inside that you left. That earlier moment left you bothered and desperate. What did the note say? You really would rather not think about it, it was just something generic asking if you two could fuck, in a way Folly would like. As Folly grabs the book, she removes the note, and stares at it, before opening it.

"Oh... Someone's A little desperate. Too bad we're in public. Surely my little waking nightmare wouldn't want to commit such acts in public, now would she?" Folly teases, seeing you desperate for her more intimate affection, but decides to play with you a bit more, her hand going to your chin, pulling your head up to face her, looking down at you knowingly.

"Why am I lying... I know you don't care." Folly says, letting go of your chin, you now blushing heavily, as you slowly point your face back to your regular level.

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Now what? Folly just practically agreed to having sex with you... You've never had sex before! You don't even know what to do now... Do you just, like, sit there and take it? Do you ask if she wants to take it? You just take a deep breath, and continue, it’s not worth the trouble of stressing yourself out. It’s supposed to be a pleasurable experience, not stressful.

”So, uh, what now?” You ask, still unsure if what you heard her say is what she actually said.

Folly sighs, not annoyed, but more of a “wasn’t expecting to be doing this today, but here we are last minute I guess” kind of sigh.

”Mere mortal. Don’t know how to do anything. Stay still.” Folly moves towards your belt, grabbing the little tail left behind from when you attached the clasp, getting a firm grasp, and undoing your belt. Letting your pants fall to the floor.

I’m hoping and praying my friend isn’t watching me write this Your breath hitches, feeling the cold air against your thighs, the breeze uncomfortable, but still pleasant. Despite the cold air, you soon feel a warmth on your inner thigh. Her hand. Inching upwards, towards your pussy. Her thumb grazes it, but doesn’t do much more. Folly continue to slowly rub your pussy, back and forth, back and forth, over and over again. Not making you whimper immediately, but your whimper builds up at the teasing. As she rubs it, she feels you getting more wet by the second.

Folly finally moves your panties aside, as she takes her ring and middle finger and lines it up against your exposed crotch. As you feel the tips of her fingers press against it, you brace yourself, not because it’s gonna hurt, but because you don’t know what it’s gonna feel like. Sure you’ve done it to yourself, but her hands are alot different than yours. As if on cue, once you’ve braced yourself, she slips her fingers into you, curling them slightly.

You moan, involuntarily, your breath getting thrown off at the sensation. Even if this is a new feeling, it’s not a bad one. You look up at her, longing for more, her fingers curing and uncurling inside of you. She leans down, kissing you hard. Your tongues mixing with eachother, you continue to moan, but this time against her lips. Her other hand grasps your hair, and presses you harder against her lips. This goes on for only god knows how long.

As you pull back from the kiss, saliva strands connecting your lips, catching your breath, you manage to mutter out one word.

“C-Close…” As soon as those words leave your lips, she goes harder, until she feels you tighten against her fingers, and she pulls out, not letting you finish yet.

“Oh, dear simple minded mortal. You think I’d let you get what you want that easily?” Folly remarks, bringing her fingers up in front of her face, and seeing how wet they are, she brings her fingers to her lips, and licks them, making eye contact with you.

”My waking nightmare… such a mess you made.” She mentions, as you pull your pants back up, and fasten your belt again, still whimpering, and you lean against her for support, your legs shaky, but not unsteadily. As you manage to calm down, and Folly manages to clean up, the elevator stops at a floor. Four square.

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There you were. Having left Folly in the elevator, not having time to process what just happened, before you’re forced to play four square. The only twist? Pick the wrong color, you’re dead. Your choices consist of Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue. You have to survive 3 rounds, and have 5 seconds to choose a corner.

ROUND 1: START

5 seconds. That’s it. That’s all the time you get. The click of the timer serving as cruel reminder of your situation. 4 Seconds. You don’t know what color to pick! What if you choose the wrong one and die?! 3 Seconds. Time is running low. 2 Seconds. You panicked and pick blue. 1 Second. Even if it was just a second, it felt like an eternity, worrying about if you’re gonna live or not. 0 Seconds. Red is chosen, you’re safe. 2 more rounds.

ROUND 2: START

5 Seconds. You’re confident it won’t be red again. The chances of that is practically zero. 4 Seconds. But what if the system decides to prank you and chooses red again? 3 Seconds. This system isn’t that smart right? 2 Seconds. You should change colors anyways. 1 Second. Green, you change it to green. 0 Seconds. Blue. Blue is dead, you were safe, even if you didn’t change, obviously, why would it be red again. 1 more round.

ROUND 3: START

5 Seconds. You choose red, this time you’re sticking with it, no matter what. 4 Seconds. No way you’re changing, no matter what you think. 3 Seconds. What if it’s red AGAIN? What if this is the time the system is gonna prank you? 2 Seconds. No. You brush off the thoughts, and stay put. 1 Second. You close your eyes, ready to die, ready to get shred. 0 Seconds. Yellow was chosen. You won? Somehow? You sigh a breath of relief, the best feeling ever, besides what you assume that orgasm you were denied earlier would feel like…

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You made it back into the elevator safely. You’re a bit tired after that game of four square. At least you don’t have to fear for your life as much around Folly…? You walk over to Folly and without a second thought, you walk back towards Folly and just collapse into her arms. Folly catches you. You’re tired, and your body is aching. All you want is rest and peace. Despite the craziness that the Regretavator is, in this moment, it seems almost nice? Almost relaxing? Your breath slows down as your head leans back against her.

”Tired are we?” Folly says, not expecting an answer, her tone condensing, but also soft, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you to sit in her lap.

“Yeah…” You wine out, leaning into her touch, already half asleep from the lack of energy since you were just running around, for what was like 15 seconds, but the adrenaline rush of surging drained you. Heavily.

”Sleep now, waking nightmare, as I’ll be here once you wake.” Folly murmurs into your hair, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, holding you tight making sure nothing, and nobody can hurt you.

As you fully fall asleep, players spawn it, it starts small 1 player, 2 players, and then it grows, all the way to about 10 players, all just staring at Folly. This nightmare demon known for being harsh towards everybody, cuddling and caring for you, just this seemingly random girl. Does she stop? No. She continues. She pushes off all the weird stares she’s getting, and continues to make you her number one priority. Nothing matters, nothing but you. Players walk up to her, and try to reach out to touch her. As they reach for her head she just gives them a glare not allowing anybody but you to touch her at this moment. Another player tries to touch you. She responds to that one with a firm slap. She refuses to let anyone hurt you.