final bow
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"Michael sighed as the smoke started filling his lungs. He looked at Henry,still holding gasoline. Michael reached out his arm,his skin a purplish color and rotting slowly."
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Mike X Jeremy
COVER BY @SkittleQueenRS Mike covered my mouth as we hid in the closet, scared as hell. Someone walked in the room singing a tune. It dragged a sharp object on the floor as it looked under the bed. A tear fell from my eye and I hugged mike tightly, burying my face in his chest. He stroked my hair and quietly hushed me, wrapping his arms around me. A creek of light flooded the closet and got bigger as someone stood upon us with a toothy grin. His white eyes shinning, as he held a bloody knife. (Worst.Description.EVER! XD)Concluida
Not So Living (William Afton X Reader)
(This is the continuation of Not so perfect) This is his fault! What have I become? This body... my body... I just want to rest... I miss him so much. Why does it hurt so much even after 20 years? Michael, (son's name) and I have to end this. So we can rest. For Charlie. For Elizabeth. For Henry and all of those who had to die to get to this point. All of the children that die from monstrous murder machines clocked in childlike friendly. We must end this bullshit but where is the man that kept our lives kept in this foreverness. Unable to die fully die. Death after death. Unable to move on. Unable to let go. But does my heart weep for another? Do his words butter me up and fix my broken heart? Or is it all lies to get his way? What is (son's name) hiding within a wall of secret? Will our plans work? Or will the rest be always so close or be out of our grasp? As the man, who curse us to suffer in death, told me once 'enjoy the ride because it will be a long one.' I now understand what he meant. This game of life and death. But do I have the ability to stop my feelings from getting in the way of what needs to be done? I love him.Concluida
More than friends (Michael Afton x Reader)
(Cover art made by me - find the original artwork on my Instagram- @PurpleRocker) (Under heavy editing - Fully finished) Year's passed since I last saw him, I had forgotten what he looked like, what he sounded like what who he was. I remember his name and bits and bobs. That was all. A mother too afraid of losing her daughter causes more issues than good and a father that is riddled with illness. How can I build a friendship when I am not allowed to? Was there hope for me to save my relationship with my mother, save my father and have a great friendship with the boy of the past? will an evil lurk within the friendship group? - Warning - Mentions of violence Sadness Idiot teenager choices Sexual contentConcluida
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My Babysitter's A B!tch (Michael Afton x Reader)
Needless to say, 18 year-old Michael Afton often found himself getting into all sorts of trouble. Though he takes it too far on his brother's birthday in 1983. William has finally had enough: someone needs to keep an eye on his brats while he focuses on work. There just so happens to be a new face in Hurricane, Utah, and they're looking for a job. They should make a good babysitter! -or- William hires 19 y/o Y/N to watch his kids. (VERY loosely based on My Babysitter's a Vampire lol) PLEASE NOTE: - Cover art belongs to @ blueycapsules on twitter GO CHECK THEM OUT!! - Reader is gender neutral, so they/them pronouns are used - Lore is unimportant and Willy isn't a murderer! - This is also posted on ao3 and quotev under different usernames, but they are all my accounts!!Concluida
𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨, 𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨. // WILLIAM AFTON X READER
"𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣, 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨." "𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛𝙛, 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙤𝙣." .▪︎¤~~~~☆~~~~¤▪︎. You're a troubled, insane woman originating from South England, unfortunately having to relocate to America due to CPS. You drown in sorrow with alcohol and cigarettes, your foster home being nothing short of a complete and utter nightmare. Being forced to run away, you land in a small town called Hurricane in Utah, hours away from your 'home' in Nevada. Little did you know, an unexpected turn of events was about to stop you in your path, turning your problematic life into a luxury you aren't too sure you deserve. It involves a tall man, animatronic animals, children, and a whole lot of blood. .▪︎¤~~~~☆~~~~¤▪︎. CW: Alcohol, Cigarettes, Abuse, Smut, Violence, S/H, Suicide mention, Swearing, Blood, Pills, Knives. Proceed with caution.
FNAF - Shadows of the past
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9/25 PARTS FULLY EDITED • Chapters with a ✓ in the title means they have been edited. I nearly leapt out my skin when I whipped around to face him, his icy blue eyes practically burning into Mike. "Damn, thought you were gone." Glancing towards Mike, I could practically see the terror his eyes; his muscles tensed, body rooted to the spot and unable to move. Now I knew he was telling truth about not knowing of their human form. As much I wanted to take a picture of this rare occasion, the thumps of Freddy's footsteps hammering towards me told me otherwise. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ • SWEARING (lots of it) • VIOLENCE/GORE • (MENTIONS) SELF HARM • SEXUAL ACTS/HARRASMENT GOAL - 100K READS CURRENTLY - 92.1K
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