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Wonderful advice: when your best friend and romantic interest tells you that killing children won't fill the void in your heart, listen to him. Also wonderful advice: when your best friend and romantic interest tells you not to get into a springlock suit when it's wet because you'll probably die, listen to him. 9/10 times there's still a void in your heart and you'll die. -a William Afton who's bitter that he didn't listen to Henry
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God I miss Henry. I miss his stupid, squishy face. His adorable smiles and laughs. His bear hugs that I pretended to hate. I miss the late nights of work where he'd pass out with his head on my shoulder. I miss him running his fingers through my hair. I miss everything about him. And of course, I had to go and mess everything about our relationship up, by being manipulative and a child murderer. Henry, I know it doesn't count for much, but I'm so sorry, and I miss you so much. -William Afton
what's up my name is william afton, and i'm genuinely scared that i'll end up hurting people like i did previously because i'm Very mentally ill and get the worst intrusive thoughts about murdering the ones i love. uh. circus baby, play despacito. that, and i'm genuinely remorseful for fucking up my children. they deserved a better father. elizabeth, michael, teddy (fnaf4 crying kid) if you're out there? i'm so sorry. i don't expect you to forgive me, but just know that i still love you.
What puppet wanted was understandable and his heart was in the right place, but I didn't want to hurt anyone. I just wanted everyone to be happy. The last thing I wanted was to be used and manipulated against my control to murder someone who wasn't responsible for what happened. He could've gotten revenge without doing that. If he was so powerful, why couldn't he tell the difference between Jeremy and Afton? Jeremy was so important to all of us, and he used Mangle to kill him. Why? -๐๐ฐ๐
i remember how purple guy slit my neck open. i was the last one of the four of us that he killed, and it felt like that moment went on for hours. i think he stopped after he cut my neck, i donโt remember if he did anything else, but after some time i mustโve died.
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I woke up in a shitty mood and i want to kill a man *fingerguns*
mm dax is givin me that smug grin of I WAS RIGHT U WERE WRONG and I wanna Fukin kill them
five times maggie killed odin and one time she didnโt.
two.
Ava's bubbly off the fruity shit you brought back last night. You nicked it from the bartender when he had his back turned. Gods bless Gil for being gay as fuck and just that right kind of charm.
She giggles and leans forward you, hair spilling like red-hot magma around her shoulders like gold and dress crimson like the blood they spilled that night.
"Maggie..." She slurs, clumsy hand reaching into her purse and pulling out a wad of bills. They were probably from the heist last week. You had already spent all your twenty-five percent, but Ava was the one that hoarded that shit like a dragon. "Maggie. I'll give you... four- five hundred to..." She pauses, eyes scanning the room. They land on Odin, sitting in the corner of the room polishing his new rifle.
(Part of what he spent his twenty-five on.)
"To shoot Odin... Right in the face." She's whispering, like it's a secret. Gil shifts in his seat, a bit uncomfortable as he holds his Shirley Temple like it will save his life. He's lucky that he's sitting behind Ava, or else it would be him eating a bullet for half a thousand. "C'mon! It's not like... like he'd actually die! None of us would! Plus, it would be your chance to- to get back at h-" You don't care for blood. None of you do. You don't care for blood or death but you've gotten used to it over the centuries. You don't mind blood but you do mind that you'll have to clean it up later, because you're pulling your little pistol out.
Four hundred twenty three years and you've never missed a single shot.
You didn't miss this one either. Pin point accuracy. He never saw it coming. When he comes back around he's gonna be pissed.
You pluck the bills from a cackling Ava, and Gil reaches over to take the rest of her drink away from her as you down the rest of your vodka and sprite.
