"And... finished!" I said to myself. "Now I just need to save this to my art USB... Alright." I shut down my PC and plopped myself onto my comfy bed. "Five hours, seventeen hand cramps, three bottles of water, two large bags of Fritos, and a bag of Skittles later, and my drawing is FINALLY done!"
Every since the original Rebornica character came out, I'd been infatuated by the Purple Guy. I liked the "canon" Purple Guy, William Afton, Dave Miller, whatever you want to call him. But Vincent... he has always been my favorite. He's just... perfect. In every way. I didn't know what it was about him that I loved so much: The lilac skin, the fluffy, violet ponytail, the amethyst purple security guard outfit with a hat and golden badge, the black boots, the sparkling, crystal white eyes, the Cheshire Cat smile, the most adorable little stubble on his chin, the deep, raspy, yet cunning and sweet voice, and the perverted, flirtatious, yet kind attitude. But, I adored him. He'd stolen my heart. And he wouldn't give it back. I always imagined him being real, being my friend, or... even something more than that. But for now, it's only a dream. Before I drifted off to sleep, I take off my glasses, place them on my nightstand, and say a few simple words:
"Goodnight, Vincent."
I imagined him saying "Goodnight, Brianna. I'll see you soon..."
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He's Real... Vincent (Purple Guy) x OC Fanfic
FanfictionThis was inspired by a Vincent X Reader story by @PrinceGalaxii here on Wattpad. Also, if you don't like that it's not an x Reader fanfiction, either change my OC's name (Brianna) to yours or don't read it. It's not that hard. Please, let this be a...
