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[ #𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙵𝚃𝙾𝙽. ] independent lit. selective Michael Afton. A study in : overcoming one's own nature, the weight of a bloodline, surviving against all odds. OC, crossover, && multiship friendly. Redeemed by Wilson.
links : Promo. / Prompts.
" you smell like rotten banana peels. "
❝ — 𝚁𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝙱𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙽𝙰 𝙿𝙴𝙴𝙻 ? ❞ There's something almost laughably absurd about receiving such an insult from a ghost —- &&. this is one of such 𝙸𝙽𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 that it makes the hairs on Michael's arms stand on end.
He blinks eyes like broken windows. Pieces of sky.
❝ Probably not the worst thing anybody's ever said about me, but it feels like it is. ❞
— 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚁𝙴𝙱𝙴𝙻 out smoking behind Freddy's. What a problem child. What a shame.
— 𝙰𝙷, 𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙼𝙰𝚂. He is doing his best to keep a stiff upper lip. Missing family, though, like he is [ ... ] it isn't easy.
Lying on his back staring up at glimmering, twinkling, dancing lights, he dreams wide awake.
— 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙼𝙰𝚂 ! You are all so wonderful ! I'm sorry I've isolated myself so much this year, I love my mutuals &&. I cannot wait to write with you &&. speak with you so much more from now on !
| | | | | @horrifichaunts whispered : Helpy has a birthday card held high above his head for Mike, rather proud of his penmanship in it there’s a reason he does all the paperwork, though since said card is bigger then him he keeps just slightly tilting backwards.
— 𝙾𝙷. Here Michael had thought nobody remembered. Why the little bear would be an exception is beyond him, yet the gesture, simple as it is, touches him so deeply that he can feel his heart swell && his throat tighten.
( The drawbacks to never letting people in, huh ? )
He accepts the offering with all the delicacy that would be owed fine china, looking it over with these sad blue eyes && a heart that's crumbled in his strong chest, making him feel small && broken like the lost boy that he can still remember being when the animatronics' eyes are upon him. It's just a card, but it is so much more than a card. It's proof that he was remembered. That someone cares. Helpy cares. Enough to make him a card && demonstrate that fine penmanship.
❝ Thank you, Helpy. This is really nice. ❞
He pats his little buddy with his free hand, pretending like this hasn't totally done him in.
Man. He would die for that little bear.
@inkmchine ♥'d
❝ — 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙻 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴 ? Feels like I've been here before. ❞
CHARACTER FLAWS.
absent-minded | abusive | addict | adrenaline junkie | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly loyal | blunt | cautious | callous | childish | chronic heroism | cheater | clingy | clumsy | cocky | co-dependent | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | evasive | fickle | finicky | fixated | flaky | frail | fraudulent | foul mouthed | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | grudge holding | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | possessive | pushover | reactive | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self destructive | self-martyr | shallow | skeptical | sociopath | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | suspicious | suicidal | tactless | temperamental | timid | thief | tone-deaf | traitorous | un-athletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic
— IT'S TIME. Like / comment for a starter from Mike Schmidt !
Harper giggles, && shakes his head, && leans up to nuzzle into Michael's neck. It's a beautiful feeling, to be so needed, to be so well loved. He, too, knows this first hand. It took him a long time to learn it as something as much for him as for those around him, but he did.
❝ You're my hero, too, ❞ the soft man murmurs adoringly, entwining their fingers together. ❝ Look at you. My Westley. Gregory's Superman. How could you possibly feel any other way ?? ❞
— 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙼𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙴𝙻 𝙼𝙴𝙻𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙿𝙴𝚁'𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷, you'd think he was a candle in a blaze. How the fox falls all to pieces so simply, so easily ! He looks at their fingers entwined && he feels himself made whole.
He rests his chin upon the other's head, humming softly in the depth of his chest as he exhales, hiding the way he feels heat rush up his neck at being called Westley && Superman. He's never been loved or needed so. No feeling in the world could ever possibly compare.
❝ Oh, Harper, ❞ he sighs softly, ❝ You make me feel 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷𝚈. ❞
| | | | | anonymous whispered : Evil Micheal in FnaF 3 be like... "I'm going to stay away from you"
— 𝙾𝙷 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚃, it's evil Michael time !
— Ouch, sorry for poofing. Life + depression really took it out of me. But I'm ready to start writing again. Love you all. ♥
❝ — 𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝚁, huh … ❞
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Memories of my childhood
Bold all that apply to your muse. Repost, don't reblog ! TW: contains mentions of abuse / neglect / death / trauma
scraped knees, silent tears in a locked room, slamming doors, pervasive loneliness, a dog barking, rain on a metal roof, flinching at movement, the creak of an old house, forced laughter, wandering in the dark woods, wondering how you made it through, sudden loss, trying to make sense of the noise, hiding what you love to protect it, trying to explain but your words falter, invaded privacy, confusion at the pain, running barefoot in the grass, wondering what you did wrong and coming up with nothing, realizing you aren’t a priority, grass stains on white clothing, trying to earn love you will never have, being threatened over the smallest mistake, secrets you are warned not to share, the feeling of never being good enough, the hope things might someday get better, grief that aches in your bones, childish dares and pranks, the sense that your body isn’t yours, shame and guilt that aren’t yours to carry, sledding down a frozen hill, absentmindedly following snakes through the grass, punching a tree until your knuckles bleed, tears over every dead creature you find, searching out small places you can hide… just in case, climbing the tallest tree so they can’t touch you, the feeling of something tainted under your skin, a curious child told to stop asking, floral dresses, body tensing at approaching footsteps, anger with nowhere to go, brief escapes from the chaos, the purr of a contented cat, taking the blame to keep the peace, being told you’re too sensitive, the creaking springs of a trampoline on a sunny day
With that said and done, Lizzie will seat herself on the floor, crisscross applesauce style. She'll be seated and look around her brother's room, she hadn't always come in here as she was often in her own room and or running about outside with the neighbourhood kids.
" I trust you. "
— 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙲𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙼 𝙾𝙵 𝙰𝙽 𝙰𝙳𝙾𝙻𝙴𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙱𝙾𝚈. There are posters covering the walls, an open chip bag on the floor, && a black backpack leaning against a shelf teeming with tapes && paraphernalia from Michael's various interests. Sports, music, games, movies.
Michael himself comes to crouch behind his sister on the carpet, assessing the damage for some moments with keen eyes && the barest brushes of his fingertips across her hair. He doesn't take her trust lightly.
Dutiful, he begins, wordlessly, to 𝙲𝚄𝚃.
| | | | | where does your power lie ?
𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝚄𝚃𝙷
sharp teeth, sharper tongue, all growl && bark && bite, bite, bite. your power is gritted teeth && set jaws, quick && powerful words, decisive actions. everything you do is so personal && vulnerable - the way you love, the way you are loved, the way you attack, the way you drink in && feast on life.
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