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Your only problem, perhaps, is that you scream without letting yourself cry.

Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters (via wordsnquotes)

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[ why be passive aggressive when you can be aGGRESSIVE AGGRESSIVE ]

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Bonnie [F] by GhoulDog

Do not remove source.

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…One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

Hamlet (Hamlet, Act I scene v)

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I’m trash that’s gonna make a self insert. Coz fuck it, I’ll fite everyone.

I am also trash that fell asleep when I meant to make said self-insert.

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ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀ ᴡ ᴀ ʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʟ ɪ ᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ

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I’m trash that’s gonna make a self insert. Coz fuck it, I’ll fite everyone.

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Fox Hox

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endeavvors:

                                      “You’re supposed to be the hero !!” 

                  They stomped their foot, glaring right                   back at that eye as they still ensured                   they stood their ground, just off the                   stage. Throwing their hard-earned                   slinky to their own feet they balled                   up their fists and slammed them into                   their own little thighs. 

                  They were a kid, sure, but they weren’t                   stupid. They didn’t stand a chance against                   something so large, let alone a robot. In                   their anger the fact that the machine had                   actually formulated a reply slipped their                   mind, thoughts still latched onto how angry                   they were about the fear that still gnawed                   at the back of their mind, weakening their                   legs and leaving them shaking. 

                                                        “Act like one !!”

Hero?

No. He wasn’t the hero. Not when he’d been playing a game in the restaurant and killed, not when he was forced into the suit, and not now. All he was, was a ghost haunted the same thing he’d been shoved into as a child. Tears like oil almost falling from his eyes, the smell from the bubbling liquid so disgusting he could almost smell it himself. Heros weren’t monsters like this. They didn’t kill people, they didn’t demand vengeance.

“Heros don’ d-die in th’ stories. They don’ get murdered an’ shoved into suits t’ hide their bodies. Heros don’ h-haunt.”

Each word had him peeking from behind the curtain, the employee that had been watching diverted elsewhere. It allowed him to get dangerously close. Mechanical jaws snapping at the empty air.

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                  No, no that wasn’t right. It made                   the small child curl even further                   into themself, the feeling of                   helplessness that filled their tiny                   body despite the larger, more                   comforting one behind them sparked                   a rage in them. This was just a robot,                   cold and unfeeling, it was stupid and                   senseless. That’s what their daddy                   had told them, always reassured them                   of. It couldn’t do this to them, had no                   right to do so. Frowning as dramatically                   as a six year old always did they stared                   back at the mechanical beast. 

                  As the story ended and their mother                   got up to help the children search                   thanks to her oddly maternal instincts                   that only seemed to apply for other                    children they sat as they were, staring                   at the slim crack of the curtains. 

                                    Steeling themself the child rolled up their                                     already short sleeves, the action helping                                     to boost their confidence as they marched                                     right up to the stage, staying just far enough                                     away that the staff wouldn’t try to return                                     them to their parent. 

                                        “Liar. Monsters eat liars.” 

As soon as he was done with the story, the animatronic retreated back behind his curtain at a slight shooing motion from one of the employees. He hadn’t glitched like that since.... Thinking of it didn’t help in the situation. As much as he’d feared he might frighten the children there appeared to be no lasting damage to any of the children. They were all running and shrieking the same as always. The ball pit proving just as popular as always, leaving his mechanical ears ringing with the cries of children playing.

Of course there was always an oddball. The one eyed pirate fox turning from behind the curtain, eye lit up like a small sun, and bared his teeth in a robotic snarl. It may not have been the child’s fault that he was experiencing such intense emotion but he was likely to take it out on her all the same.

Such soft bodies humans had, he’d found. Biting into the kid would be just too simple....

“Not when tha’ monster ‘s me.” he growled. “Run along lil’ kid.“

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You Got SPRINGTRAPPED by GhoulDog

Don’t be a dick and remove the source. Not cool.

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Five Nights at Freddy’s Jumpscares

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FNaFのまとめ | ニトロウ [pixiv] http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=50660372

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{ | I wish I knew tbh But I don't lol xD }

It’s kinda complicated BUT It”S NOT THAT MUCH SO XD

Serious FNAFB fans can get it.

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C̜a͔̜̱͇͓ń̝̥̣͚̘ ̵̬̜̙̱̻y͏̞̲͓o͖͔̣̺u̧̬͇ ͏͈̱͖ͅl͠a̦̤͡s̘̹̙̼͎̗͡ṭ̗̫̘͙͇̙ ͙̭̥̘F͔̱̩̭̩I͇̝̼̥͈̯V̨E̹̠̗͈ ̙̗͉N̙̖͎͢I̥̺̹̤̟͙̯G̻̱H̴̘̩̝T̝̬͍S҉͎͖̣̹͕͖ ̧̯̝̠A̢T͚̘̲̰̤̞̞ ̵̫̳̘͉F̟͍̞R͓͎̤͙͙̻͎E̹̭̖̦͉̫D͏̩DY̲̥͢'̩͚͇̮S̪̘̥̝̭̰͝?͍̟̜̫̪ ̵̥͔̤̺̞̞ W̖̝̯̬̺̦-̧̖̗̲͚̟̯͈w̧̱̝-̥͉͈͉̀w̗e̸'̘̗̤ṛ̺̫̟̫̳̰e̝͎̘͙̞̦ ̵̻̰̥c͍̖̥-́c͏̦o̡̯̼̗͍̫͈m̯̗͝i̳̲͚̮̠̻n̠̠g͈̝-̢̞̝͓̙̺g̰̝͈͉͍̪͎̕ ̠̹f̙o̟͓͙͙̳͡r͘-̭̞̮͜r̜͙̣͜ ̥̹̰̫ͅy̢̥̥̲-̛̰͕̰͖̩̟y̱o̺͖͝ú̬̖͇̣-̤͙ͅu̫͍̯̲͖͘ͅ ̩̕ͅ ͏ͅͅT̡í̫m͎̗̺̠̦e̘͇̦̠ ̵͇t͍̹̲̬ͅo̡̬͈̠ ͚̬͓͖͕̱̳d̴̥i̘͈e̯̟̼

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                                    “I want to be hip with the kids.”

“I-if I e-ever catch y-y-you r-r-ound here again.....”

“I will rip off yer head an’ shit down yer throat...”

“Mangle, jfc.”

“Am I hip with the kids yet?”