The story of how it all began. Based off of my FNAF 4 AU. Warning: Contains Yaoi, Maybe Yuri, Violence, Depression, Suidical, Gore, Blood, Deaths, Lore, Family Loss, & ect. Read at your own risks.
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"3....2....1..!!" He shouted. "RENALDO NO!!! PLEASE!!" His companion screamed out, as the boy in grey, threw his brother straight into the huge golden bear's mouth. "SOMEONE HEL-!!!" Ethan screamed, and cried just as he was cut off by a huge
CRUNCH! And SNAP!!
Just as the big golden mouth and jaws clamped down on the boy's head, crushing his frontal lobe. Exposing his pink bloody brain, as the blood splattered everywhere. Onto the four masks, that four little kids wore that experienced and caused. All of this.
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Read, and explore. The journal entries, of the Crying Child's true real tale, of how his life went downhill into the nightmare realm.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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