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woah oh

I forgot i have tumblr, curse myself.

Anyway, have your favourite boy, oswald back at it again.

He's a little silly here, don't mind him. Haha.... ^_^

The white streak thing in his haid isn't canon, it's my hc but anyone is free to use it (credit me btw. But idrc tbh)

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oswald hates society. (Very real)

Oswald as a TEENAGER????? okay ^_^

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happy halloween.

(tw for blood)

Don't be shy miku. Come a little closer.

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What if springbonnie was Oswald's actual dad and he came back to take care of Oswald again. Just to get hanged.

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holy shit

amber from blackbird.... ... *Blushes* <- joke

Anyway, uhm.. i love her and Nole's relationship so much. Like.

Sarcastic gf and traumatized cool rich jock bf. Think it about it gys >_<

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Awwwwwwww ^_^

Freddy mask and his nerdy girlfriend :3

<3

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cute headcannon moment.

TRANSFEM OSWALD!!! /(OS) in this case

i find this hc very cute :3

Opinions are free!!!

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Double angst blast! The ITP: Happy Ending AU was made by @maraariana01

Title: Grief

Description: After the situation with the Freddy Model, Spring Bonnie deals with the aftermath, and the loss he suffered.

(TW: Character Death)

(TW: Blood)

Spring Bonnie didn’t know for how long he’d been sitting here like this—in the middle of the abandoned building, holding his son close—blood, and his remnant and agony—dripping.

He’d sat there, holding Oswald close, silently sobbing and begging—begging desperately for him to wake up—to be okay. To be perfectly okay. For this to not be happening.

The bunny had never been able to sleep—he couldn’t have dreams or nightmares. But, right now, he really wished that he could—so that this could turn out to be a nightmare. So that he’d wake up, and Oswald would be okay.

No matter how hard he tried, Spring Bonnie couldn’t force himself to stand. He wanted to get out of here—he wanted—he needed to get his son help. Maybe there was still time. But...

Spring Bonnie’s grip on his son tightened. Oswald hadn’t deserved this. He hadn’t. Why had this happened? Everything had been okay—everything had been fine—they’d been living as a family.

Oswald had been okay.

He knew of a reason for why this had been done to his son. The Freddy had mentioned that he was bored, among ‘other’ reasons. He’d done this because he was bored. His son was like this because the Freddy was bored.

He hadn’t known the reasons for why he had done it, and Spring Bonnie didn’t think he’d figure out why. But, whatever their reasons, neither Oswald or the other children deserved this fate.

Not at all.

The bunny’s ears twitched as he heard something—the sound of a door, followed by footsteps. “Oswald? Spring Bonnie?” Jackie. It was Jackie. Thomas had to be with her, he guessed.

“Spring Bonnie?” Thomas. They were both getting closer.

How had they found the building? Had they followed him? If that was the case, he assumed that he would’ve noticed the two of them—or that they would have already entered earlier.

Maybe they asked around. But, how they got here wasn’t the bunny’s main concern right now. Spring Bonnie uselessly wiped at his leaking remnant and agony—noticing more of the red that was on him.

How were they going to take this? Spring Bonnie had told them—promised them—that he’d bring back Oswald. He promised himself that he’d get his son back—that he’d be okay. But...

He had failed.

“Oswal-“ Spring Bonnie looked up when the voice came to a stop, followed by a gasp. Jackie was standing there, stiff with widened eyes, which darted between her son and the bunny.

Thomas was standing beside her, nearly just as stiff. He was the first of the two to start moving—bolting as fast as he could towards the two of them.

A few seconds after, Jackie managed to make her legs move, and she forced herself to run over. Her son had been hurt before, she’d helped him before—but it had usually only been scrapes and little cuts.

She had never wanted to see her son like this.

“What happened?!” He thought he could hear one of them say—although it sounded distant. Maybe it was Thomas. Spring Bonnie didn’t answer. He couldn’t.

Spring Bonnie felt frozen. It felt like he couldn’t move. It felt like he could only focus on his unmoving son. His thoughts—his loud, distressed thoughts—were so much louder compared to the others.

Jackie was a nurse. He knew she was. He wanted to ask—plead—for her to do something. Anything, for Oswald. A part of him still wanted to hope—to believe—that his son was okay. But, the rest of him knew what this meant.

Although, it seemed like he didn’t need to ask her. He noticed when Oswald was taken away from him—and with a quick glance, he noticed Jackie, kneeling down, and holding him.

As Jackie began to hurriedly check her son, Spring Bonnie took notice to how everything was so... quiet—aside from his repeating thoughts, and the quiet, yet desperate, voices of Thomas and Jackie.

Spring Bonnie didn’t know how long he watched Jackie before she came to a stop. He could tell that she was shaking. Her mouth opened, but no words came out—yet a cry did.

She shook her head, a hand over her mouth, yet that barely did anything. Thomas reached over, tears sliding down his face, as he pulled his wife into a hug.

Spring Bonnie’s stained, shaking hand turned into a fist, and he slammed it into the ground, as more of the liquid began leaking from his eyes. I could’ve stopped it...

...

Everything felt like a blur after that until today—minus a few bits here and there. Tears. Lots of them. The bunny remembered a lot of them being shed—they hadn’t stopped though, even now.

He remembered attempting to comfort the two of them on several occasions—but, Spring Bonnie had been trying to avoid them as of late... which was a little difficult.

He wasn’t sure if either of them exactly wanted to see him. Neither of them had said anything, but... the bunny was feeling a lot. He’d never been good with emotions. Especially new ones—and what he was feeling seemed new.

It wasn’t good, though.

He felt angry. At himself, and at the Freddy Model. The bunny felt distressed. He felt horrible. Regret—regret for not saving his son—for failing Jackie and Thomas. Worry. Would they not want him around any longer?

If they didn’t, he’d accept that.

He’d started feeling something new. He’d never felt this way before—except for, back then, when he’d gained back control, and saw what happened to the other children. What was it? It wasn’t good.

Today was the funeral. He looked on ahead, watching Jackie—she was talking about some moments she had with Oswald—Spring Bonnie didn’t know these ones, he hadn’t been around then.

He noticed Ben. He and his family had driven here for the funeral. The bunny remembered hearing Ben over the phone when Jackie had to inform him and the rest of the family of what happened.

Slowly, Spring Bonnie made his way over to the sniffling boy, and started to reach down to give him a (hopefully) reassuring hug. Though, the boy moved away.

“D... Don’t touch me,” Ben murmured, although he didn’t look up at the bunny—his gaze remained on the ground.

Ears lowered, Spring Bonnie refocused on Jackie, who seemed to be talking about a more recent memory.

...

Ralpho had heard of the boy, but had never met him—and more recently, he’d discovered why. Upon the moment he’d met Spring Bonnie, he noticed a lot of things, such as how he’d talk about his son, yet there was always something off.

The bunny always seemed somewhat sad—with or without talking about Oswald. Ralpho had known him for about two months—and nearly two weeks ago, he’d finally learned more.

It was difficult for the bunny. Yet, he’d still given a little explanation to the rabbit. He’d learned that the boy had passed. That a Freddy Model had killed him.

The bunny had been trying his best to explain how he was feeling to the rabbit—which could prove a little difficult, with how he didn’t understand a few of his emotions—but Ralpho still understood.

Ralpho knew of the grief he was feeling. The regret. The rabbit paid attention as best he could whenever the bunny would start talking of it all. He wanted to be there for him.

He had never comforted anyone before. Not until now. Back at his home, he was thought to be non-sentient by everyone—he never comforted anyone there. After it closed, he never came across anyone who needed it.

Right now, Ralpho could only sit there, returning the hug that Spring Bonnie had started—trying to give reassuring words, all while trying to wipe away the liquid pouring from his eyes.

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Oh uh,nnn!!!!

Anyway, an au where oswald literally dies but he doesn't know it :3

And he thinkes hes alive but he's actualky not. So seriously now he's stuck in a like a limbo thats like an endless ball pit in darkness. So yeah, he's just stuck there. Forwver ^_^

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Love his character to the core, he's more than just a silly kid who time travelled to 1985 using a ballpit.

NO!! HE HAS ANGST!!! ANGST!!!!

anyway, Gabrielle and him are dating!!!! Its canon. Don't change my mind cause it's a goddang comfort ship at this point.

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JEEPERS !!!!!!

Whoa Oswald! Watch where ur getyng that bat at!!

(this is present time Oswald, he's jn 9th grade and is 15 yrs old.)

Typical high school bad boy 🖤🖤💔⛓️⛓️😭

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KASEY !!!!!

I love the skrunkly 😝😝🥺🥺🥺🥺💕

Underrated tbh,,,,,,,,

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uts vthe sillyn!!!!n

Swap!Au Eleanor. (Basically the fazbear frights just swapped?!!?!!!!😁😁)

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millie <3

Her in my style / design

She bleached her hair canon 🙏😝😝‼️💥💪

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more alec x sarah stuff <3

GRR I LOVE THEM!!!!! <33

Hyperfixation going strong💪💪💪💥💥🔥🔥‼️‼️💞💞💗💗🙏🙏🙏

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Incorrect quotes with Alrah / Sarec !! (Alecxsarah)

(also yes, it's lazy, like srsly im tired rn so srry if its bad lmao 😴)

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alec x sarah comic!!!!!!!!!

Charas in order: sarah, alec & pete

(alive au Alrah /ship name)

Q: shud i continue?