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             ✰   𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓:        indie, selective, && extremely headcanon based CRYING CHILD / EVAN AFTON primarily of FNAF 4. written by kitty. || follows && all interactions come from BULLYBON. || NOTE: replies will be iconless! 

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                                                             i was just a kid                                                               i was just a kid                                                              i was just a kid

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        @goldenburn​ ;  Cassidy's eyes flick toward the other with a quirk of the eyebrow. She didn't quite get what he was crying about, then again this was the first time she'd ever seen the kid. "Hey... What're you crying for?" she asks, her gaze still slightly hardened. Maybe she should lighten up a bit, but it was never something she was all that good at. Not that the beginning, anyway.

      most would expect that upon seeing a child crying, people would feel concern or worry. but evan had essentially become the laughing stock of this diner, opting to hiding under the tables to hide from those who might point and laugh at how overwhelmed and terrified he got whenever he was here. he tried to simply keep his eyes closed, focusing on nothing but the footsteps around him. if he was getting close he would recognize the footsteps, basically had them memorized thanks to his nightmares. 

      his parents didn’t exactly approve of how terrified evan was all the time -- such a sudden shift from joy to terror upon being here from their child was perhaps worrying, at least to his mother. but rather then taking him away from this place, from the monster that plagued him, he was instead ushered to spend time with kids around his age. “there was nothing to be afraid of”, was what she told him; he knew that wasn’t true.

      evan trembled idly, fumbling with his hands as he tried to focus on something, anything other than how scared he was. he knew that people were looking at him, probably laughing at him too, but he was trying not to focus on it. he was snapped out of his worries when someone asked him a question, and he looked up to see -- another kid. 

     " uhm .. “ he scrubbed at his eyes, attempting to get rid of the tears. cassidy’s hardened glare was enough to make him nervous, feeling like she was going to laugh at him if he told her that he was scared of the animatronics. it was a reasonable fear to him, but everyone else thought it was stupid for some reason that he couldn’t understand. “ it’s .. it’s nothing. “

[tharkflark1]

i think Gregory is my favorite character

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                             ✰   @goldcoloredglasses​ joined  the  party .

    a lot of the time evan was .. angry to say the least. he felt wronged, felt attacked, and he hardly felt safe after what had happened. although the nightmares were basically constant at this point, he no longer disturbed his family ,members about it. he would get through it on his own, his own struggles were his and his alone to go through. he was pretty much isolating himself as best he could right now. with the exception being his aggression and over-defensiveness. both of those being problems that people like his brother & his friends had more than earned.

    but chris & elizabeth had not earned it. there was a kinder side to evan still, the one part of him that hadn’t been crumpled up and thrown away after the bite. even if it had been a few years, and evan was arguably getting worse and worse, he still kept that up. he would not be a bad brother; he would not be like michael. 

    evan was sat at the dinner table. what time was it? he hadn’t bothered to look at the clock. he was eating a bowl of cereal in silence, staring at the wall as he thought about something or other. only when he noticed chris coming out of his room did he look at him from across the kitchen, looking at him blankly for a moment or two before he asked something. “ can’t sleep? “ 

    he knew the feeling all too well -- but it had been rare for anyone to come to his aid when he was having bad dreams. he tended to plead with michael until he let him sleep under his bed or on the floor .. he would try to be a lot nicer to chris then michael had been to him about his nightmares. 

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                                   ✰   @ahsterism ruined  the  party . 

    it was ironic. evan had been so scared of springbonnie attacking him; tearing him apart and leaving him to die in the dark. it had been a twist that he had been attacked by fredbear instead .. but then again, michael was never predictable in how fucked up he was to him, was he? another day, another plushie ruined by the world around him. first foxy, then fredbear -- michael really had a knack for ruining anything evan liked. 

   he kept what he liked to himself these days. it was no one’s business what he enjoyed. nowadays his overly sensitive core had hardened. he became rough around the edges and decided that the world hated him. it’d been just like fredbear said -- michael hated him and no one else cared enough to stop him from trying to kill him. 

   today was one of the calmer days for evan. he was sat leaned against the arm of the couch, a pillow held and pressed against his chest. michael hadn’t been home for a majority of the day ; a relief to the entire house, surely. but rather than for the usual reasons, it was due to how yet another argument would surely break out the second they were in the same room together for very long. 

   the door opens, and someone comes back home. evan hopes that it’s dad, but the brief side glance he catches of someone coming into the living room gives him nothing but pure disappointment. as per usual. evan chose to focus on the television and not say anything for once; but god knows how long that would last. although he was staying silent right now, he already felt nothing but rage boiling up inside of him. 

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     ✰       my brain is definitely fried tonight, but here’s a starter call for older evan because i wanna cause problems for you all besties <3 

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     the thing w/ older evan is, once he assumes you wanna fight him the chance of you getting out of it is like,, negative 2% on a good day. this kid couldn’t get out of anything in his childhood so if you confront him, he’s really just decided that “hey if it’s me or you it’s gonna be you :)” and that’s everyone’s problem at that point. no more crying; no more hiding under the bed, he’s gonna slap the shit outta you if you wanna fight, 100% bastard afton genes at full throttle. the people older then he is/his age are people he sees as instantly going against him, pretty insecure about himself just because everyone was hard on him for being too sensitive. 

     now he just bottles everything up and thanks to that he feels more anger then he feels sadness. and when he is upset he doesn’t want to cry because everyone’s just gonna make fun of him for it! so he decides to just be mad and hate people because hey, it worked for michael right? it should work well for him. no one’s going to mess with him when he’s overly aggressive and causes problems instead of just trying to hide from them and cry. cause that did not work!! 

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        evan didn’t know what to do -- all he knew was that this was bad considering how michael was reacting. there was no moment of realization when michael figured out that evan was just exaggerating this -- there was none of the usual anger that he had expected either. in fact -- michael looked scared. and all that did was make evan feel even worse -- it made him thoroughly convinced that what he’d seen was just as bad as he thought it was. and that left him completely terrified. nothing other than the worst of the worst would leave someone as tough as michael scared -- and this seemed to be enough. “ no -- i’m not lying -- i promise! “ he insisted again, so determined to simply be heard. 

      in a lot of ways, evan had wished michael snapped at him -- told him to shut up, called him delusional, said that their dad would never do such a thing. but that hope was stomped out; stomped out when michael actually believed him. and he could not help but find that ironic -- ironic that he had wanted someone to believe him so badly, but now that he explained it in full to michael; he just wished he was wrong. 

      “ .. i’m not in trouble am i? “ he couldn’t help but ask the question -- worried that something really bad was going to happen now. if he hadn’t seen how the animatronics could be .. worn like that -- then he wouldn’t have even realized anything. and that was another reason of why he was scared -- he felt like he’d seen something he wasn’t supposed to. and not in the way that seeing that ruins the magic of fredbear’s so-to-speak, but in the way that it means he knows that he was wrong in thinking it’d been bonnie. 

      tell me you didn’t tell anyone about this. for a moment, evan only looks at him with this stupid blank look on his face, seemingly not understanding what that would mean. michael was the only person he’d told about this new information -- the only other person who knew about springbonnie was .. “ but -- michael -- “ he starts, but he feels too scared to say anything. he lets michael continue, trying to simply focus on anything else besides what he has to tell him. dad knows. dad knows. he knows. he knows, and now he’s going to get you like he got charlie. 

       go back to normal. god, he wants it to go back to normal. maybe if he hadn’t seen what he had then he could do that -- it was much easier for michael than it was for him. instead of saying anything he just nods his head, perhaps a few more times then he should -- but he doesn’t want michael to be mad at him. he’ll just do whatever michael says and hope he knows what to do about this -- since god knows he doesn’t. only after he is quiet for several long moments, fidgeting with his hands, does he look down at the floor, ashamed of himself. “ ... dad thinks springbonnie hurt charlie. like i did before .. “ 

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        here’s a quick explanation on the entire “springbonnie murdering charlie” incident because scott cawthon for the life of him cannot write consistent lore that makes any sense and i have to do it instead. 

-- henry had taken charlie, elizbaeth, and evan together to fredbear’s so that they could have some fun that day. both william and henry were there, but william only showed up later -- he didn’t even know henry had taken elizabeth and evan to fredbear’s, instead assuming that they were just doing things elsewhere. everything was fine until charlie got locked out, and when evan was looking for her he caught a glimpse of something outside. 

-- there was someone outside. it was “”springbonnie””; at least that’s what he thought at the time. charlie was there too. he watched as “springbonnie” murdered charlie, ducking out of sight from the window before he could see the puppet leave to go and find charlie. it was dark outside during this, and thanks to blocking so much stuff out thanks to mainly focusing on charlie, he didn’t realize it was his own father in that suit. 

-- the funeral happens and everyone’s distraught. evan tells william what he saw. and william of course, does not humor his beliefs on what he saw. however, his “companion” fredbear does, and keeps evan away from the animatronics, claiming they are evil. the lines “remember what you saw?” and “you know what will happen if he catches you” directly referring to this. 

-- fnaf four happens eventually. and during one of the days before the party, evan realizes that the springlock suits are just that. they’re suits. and the fact that they can be worn makes evan remember more about what happened. this obviously does not fare well for a kid who just realized his own dad killed charlotte. but still; he tries to tell michael about it, basically hysterical about that realization. whether or not he is believed .. it depends. 

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     ✰   @animatronicabundance​ :  ❛ can i give you a hug ? ❜  ||  comforting sentence starters.

         evan didn’t know how long he’d been sitting there. knees pressed against his forehead, curled in on himself in as small of a ball as he could manage. he had done all he could to block out michael’s laughter, eyes tightly closed as he was far too focused with trying to will away the bitter tears that he hated seeing so much. he wished he could be stronger -- wished he could be tough like michael wasn, so that maybe, just maybe, he could leave him alone. to be stronger would mean he could be free, but he was still weak. he would always be weak. 

         only when elizabeth asked him a question did he open his eyes. michael wasn’t here anymore -- he didn’t know how long he’d just been sitting there by himself; but it didn’t really matter did it? “ .. what? “ he loosened the hold on himself, that tight ball he curled himself into finally opening up. evan let out a shaky sigh, before he nodded his head -- finally registering the question. “ m .. mhm .. okay “ he responded, sniffling a bit. 

         evan didn’t trust many people to be nice to him -- it was essentially impossible to put that faith in people without assuming the worst right off the bat. but he wanted to trust elizabeth -- wanted to believe in his sister in a way that he could never believe in his brother. so, he would take the hug -- take it and hope that there ws nothing malicious behind something like that. 

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    ✰   @ahsterism :  ” get out! ” -michael he’s just such an ass im sorry  ||  angst sentence starters.

         even if evan liked to hide a lot of the time, he was still a person. people got lonely a lot of the time. so, when he had heard a bunch of people making noise in the living room, of course he had come over to see what was going on! fredbear had tried to dissuade him, telling him it wasn’t a good idea -- but he had gone anyways, leaving his golden friend hidden away in one of his boxes with the others -- one that had proven to be a safe haven against michael and his mean spirited pranks. 

         oh -- he’d never seen these people before! three new people, were these michael’s friends? he blinked at them a few times, taking in how everything seemed .. relatively calm in here. michael wasn’t being mean to them at all -- that was weird for him, he would’ve said it gave him whiplash if he knew the meaning of that word. he clung to the frame of the door, taking all of this in as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. 

         he slipped into the room, wanting to say something to the new people in the house -- only for michael to immediately cut him off. “ what - ? -- but -- “ he pulled back a bit, moving to pick at the seeve of his sweater as he looked at him. “ can’t i hang out with you guys too .. ? what are you watching -- ? “ he looked at the television, trying as hard as he can to just shift the topic so he can spend some time in the living room. he wanted to talk to some other people right now -- and maybe michael would let him if he was with his new friends. 

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    here we go, a ton of evan brainrot as well as an actual drawing of the little guy! 

[bellrocsgf-deactivated20250508]

Foxy-Bro: What’s more important— work or us?

William: Work *slams door*

Evan: …

Elizabeth: Mannn he didn’t even think about it

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      ✰       oh yeah, here’s an actual starter call for this blog lmao. 

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    if evan hadn’t been bit/had survived it via putting his arms in fredbears mouth and having a lot of scars there after,, he would’ve been, an absolute menace in his teenage years just like michael was. this poor sad little kid was tormented so much not to mention flatout seeing his best friend get killed by his own dad. this kid would be the definition of the punching bag becoming the bully in he’s aggressive mean and willing to throw the fuck down with anyone who hurts him because he’s tired of just crying and taking it. ESPECIALLY in the verse where he almost gets killed thanks to it. just a lot of brooding and festering anger over the course of what like 10+ years that’s gonna explode sometime.

    it’s a whole lot of “GET OUT OF MY ROOM!” and just being way too defensive about what he likes and what he enjoys doing, he just likes to watch his cartoons and work on drawings and god help you if you try picking on him at that point bc he’s full of inherited pent up aggression he’s willing to take out at a moments notice.

     to add onto this, even if he is just … so bad in his teen years and overcompensates by always picking fights, elizabeth completely misses this behavior and evans extremely nice to her as she is the baby sibling:tm:, one thing he got down there amidst the extremely heightened aggression.

[finiel]

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