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Goodnight
#five nights at freddy's#freddy fnaf#tier list#ballora#sister location#fnaf fandom#foxy fnaf#fnaf 2#bonnie the bunny#shadow bonnie#captain foxy#chica the chicken
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Alex, watcher diary
Alex has been weird for as long as I can remember. He stood out from the rest with his strange behavior and the way he focused on his work, he was almost obsessive, which discouraged many people from dealing with him.
He was also aggressive at times, especially when his stuff was moved.
I thought befriending him would be a good idea, after all, maybe his behavior was also due to the fact that no one wanted to be around him.
However, when I started to be friends with him, I noticed that not only at school he is so focused on his work that he doesn't even want to tell me.
He's just weird.
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Damn you guys like it more than my works....
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Do you like the way the water taste?
My oc one shot
Jackson always liked to smoke.
Mona always liked water.
Combining the two was probably not a good idea, only probably, because the blond couldn't define himself accurately underwater. His eyes were focused on staying open, and his thoughts were focused on the girl swimming in front of him. He almost couldn't see her because of how her black hair was spread around her head, but it was impossible to miss the smile she had on her lips, even through the changing water and bubbles around it could be seen.
It's possible that she was just laughing at him, he should probably swim to the surface to avoid suffocating, but he doesn't want that.
Her dark eyes glowing in the darkness of the water was reason enough to stay put, even if his clothes were already clinging uncomfortably to his body and his lungs were starting to hurt.
She looked so happy, he felt like it wasn't real, he probably lost consciousness a long time ago and drowned, and this is some kind of last image before death, he wouldn't mind if that was the case.
He liked it when their lips met, even though they were both out of air, the white tint mixed with black.
He loved the taste of water on her lips.
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Here for good night
One shot soon
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Jay as your friend (before all this with mh)
- He's a bit hung up sometimes that's why he relies on you more than anyone else.
- Every now and then he finds a temporary hobby like crocheting, origami, writing poems, etc so you always get half the stuff he did.
- Whenever you ask him for advice you always end up with both of you knowing nothing and having to write down everything you've talked about on pieces of paper to come to something meaningful.
- Your favorite place to meet is a park or a nearby playground where there aren't a lot of kids.
- He is very honest and tells you right away about his doubts or problems, because he doesn't want you to feel excluded from his life.
- He has a picture of you together on the wallpaper on his phone.
- When you are not at school all he does is text with you and tell you everything he has heard from other people.
+ and in class he takes notes especially for you to bring to you later.
- He lets you paint his nails, put on makeup, pick out clothes, etc. anything to make you happy.
- You have a short film starring you through his periodic interest in filming and shooting.
It didn't come out very well by recording with his phone, but Jay is proud of it and likes to remember it.
- You warned him about Alex, but he wanted to be friendly and get a friend, you couldn't talk him out of the idea, and later you were angry with yourself.
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Jay you look a little weird
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Creepypasta headcanon #3
Jeff the killer
As a child, Jeff had a tendency to self-harm and Liu was the only one who knew about it, which is why he was so protective of him
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Something with sister location
I don't know what do you want to read so i'm trying some new things
"I can't help feeling as if you belong here".
These are very innocent words, in some cases even approaching a compliment. Hearing this could really make you feel better, if it weren't for the fact that while hearing this you are several meters underground, and in front of the deadly animatronics you are separated only by a glass, not even a door but a glass.
A really scary scenario, unless you like looking death in the eyes, then maybe you'll like it.
It's just a shame that here it wasn't about death, but something worse.
You might think that animatronics couldn't think and make decisions on their own, but the words that the robot with reddish "hair" spoke to you began to convince you that it was different after all.
They were filled with certainty and firmness, robots probably shouldn't have the power to express their thoughts in such a blunt way. In fact, they shouldn't have thoughts.
And yet if they could do that, then doing other things shouldn't be such a problem anymore.
For example, stopping you at that pizzeria.
Doing anything to accomplish this didn't seem like a big deal to them, and it only leaned against you.
Although it was your mistake to cross the threshold of this place in the first place, you had signed yourself up to put yourself in their hands.
Perhaps you have always belonged to them?
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The second and in fact the third chapter of vantablack which is my fanfic from marble hornets.
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It is not the best, but it will be here anyway
This question was followed by a moment of silence between the three of them, before Daphne turned to him and looked at him accusingly.
- You rummaged through my purse! - She shouted, apparently returning to her usual character and almost completely, removing the hangover from her body, fortunately, no one was surprised by this, but immediately began to argue. Yes, fortunately.
- I didn't rummage, just when I was taking her inside, it all spilled out of her! - Exclaimed Ezra, leaving the door he held open to approach the girl and argue with her face to face. Blair closed the door behind them and approached them too, standing at her friend's side.
- And you had to watch every object you picked up? You know how important privacy is to her," she sighed, rubbing her temples, at which Daphne put her hand on her shoulder, while the other continued to point at the poor boy.
- I DIDN'T HAVE TO, BUT WHEN SUDDENLY FROM HER PURSE FALL OUT CRUMPLED SHEETS OF PAPER WITH BIG BLACK WORDS HELP ME AND SOME OTHER STRANGE PEOPLE I GOT INTERESTED! WHY SHE NEEDS THAT SOMETHING AT ALL!" he finally shouted, silencing both girls for a few seconds. Blair then looked towards the aforementioned purse lying on the countertop and the cards that were next to it, well Ezra was a bit right. It looked strange. Her gaze quickly moved from the aforementioned items to the girl next to her, asking the same question with her eyes.
- God dear. - She whispered exasperatedly and walked over to the countertop to lift the cards up and start waving them in front of their faces.
- I wanted to make a joke for you! Don't you remember those silly stories about the slenderman and his cards on the trees? I was going to do it after everyone was already drunk, but it came out like it did! Next time don't move my stuff. - She directed the last words to Ezra and shoved the paper into the bag so hard that I think it tore all at once, including part of the bag.
- And who normal remembers some silly legends that used to be read on the Internet? No one normal! - Ezra answered her, walking into the depths of the kitchen. Blair continued to stand there, watching as he poured himself a drink and looked more than a little tired.
- I thought that since you like horror movies and other such crap so much, you'd be the first to figure it out! - She rolled her eyes and grabbed her friend to drag her out of his house.
- See you someday Ezra! - She only had time to shout before the door closed, but the answer to her shout came in the form of a text message, as the boy immediately wrote "See you later Blair"
- What an asshole, I can't believe it, it's really so easy to forget about culture, and I already thought it would be best to make jokes with him," Daphne continued to whisper to herself, even though they were already outside.
- Are you going to my place, or do you want me to drive you home? - Blair changed the subject, getting into the car to give a sign to this being that she had too much hatred inside her to do it too. And to her relief she did.
- To you, I don't want to go to my place yet, my parents are starting to argue again - She muttered, looking at her phone and most likely typing on their shared group, where Ezra had already appeared, so she didn' t have to text herself. The blonde sitting in the driver's seat only briefly turned her gaze to her friend and immediately after that went back to looking ahead. More than once Daphne had already told her about family problems, but this time it was probably something more serious, at least to her it looked that way. It always made her look at Daphne a little differently, even if she did piss her off.
The only thing she could do in such situations was to change the subject, it was the only thing that still worked.
- Is everyone already up after your message, or is anyone still missing? -
- Only so far Meredith hasn't woken up yet, and I thought she was in a good condition - She shrugged her shoulders, returning to aggressively tapping her nails on the phone.
- Because she was or at least far from your condition, they must have fucked something up when I took you away," she said, looking at the road.
That's when she began to recall everything that happened at that moment, and something didn't sit right with her.
- Daphne, you mean you didn't play any prank on us and spread those cards? - She asked, glancing at her friend, who raised her head and raised her eyebrows.
- I didn't make it, and even if I wanted to, it was all left in the bag," she replied, showing no emotion, thus worrying Blair even more. It might have only seemed to her through the darkness of fear and earlier irritation, but she saw a note on the tree and someone standing in the bushes, and if she didn't, who was it?
- Isn't it Meredith's mother? - Asked Daphne suddenly, looking through the glass at the sidewalk, where a visibly upset woman was walking, talking on the phone, and seeing their car, started waving them to stop. Blair did so immediately and allowed her friend to lower the window on her side.
- Good morning ma'am! - Started with a smile Daphne, but the woman did not share her enthusiasm, just quickly approached them and searched the car with her tired eyes.
- Do you know where Meredith is? She did not come home after you left, I do not know where she is, she does not answer my phone. - she began in a panicked voice, almost, crying there on the spot.
The girls exchanged glances and only after a while spoke up.
- Unfortunately, we don't know where she is either, we were the first to leave and the rest stayed there, we don't know who, how or with whom they came back," Blair explained, feeling the stress make her heart beat faster.
- When you see her, tell me, please. - She sighed, walking away as soon as the girls agreed to do so. Then they also looked at each other again.
- Did she come back with someone from us? - Asked Blair full of uncertainty about all this, Daphne shook her head negatively.
- She would speak up or someone would write something about it on the group, after all, we always do that. She didn't come back herself either, apparently. - She spoke quietly, searching in her head for some explanation for the situation, but nothing came to mind. She couldn't stay there on the spot, because someone, eventually, would take her away, she couldn't get lost either, because everyone was next to each other most of the time.
- This may sound strange, but did you hear a scream yesterday? Or did you see someone in the bushes? - She finally asked her friend, having had enough of holding the question in.
The blonde thought for a moment, until she leaned back against the seat and let out a breath.
- Not in the bushes, but when we were still sitting by the fire. I thought it was my alcohol-induced delusions, which is why I didn't tell anyone about it-.
- What did this person look like? Do you remember anything? - inquired the girl, feeling that she was about to be overwhelmed by panic.
- A tall person with a light-colored sweatshirt or whatever it was. He had his face covered.-
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sentence from my one shot with sister location because i like it 🌚🌚
„Now the sixth day passes and she continues to sit there amidst the darkness of blood and the constant voices coming from everywhere.
She can only leave here as the shift ends, because she explained who Daniel is and why she has to go back otherwise they will take her by force, he agreed to it, albeit reluctantly, and during that conversation Harley thought these were her last moments , but she survived.
Admittedly, she is now traumatized and still struggling to survive, but she is alive?
At least that's what she thinks because it might as well be hell, sometimes it even resembles it too well.”
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Candy pop: why when I close my eyes I see such colorful spots?
L.j: it's your escaping intelligence.
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Hi!! becouse I'm super curious and I couldn't find it on your blog I decided to just ask- what is your first language?👀 I've been here for a while and I love your writing sm <3
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My first language is Polish!
Such a complicated language, I do not recommend /j
And thank you very much!
I try my best to make sense of everything I write here so really thank you!❤️
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