#— ❛❛ // Edith G. ¦ You Can't See Me Behind The Screen ・ 「 IN 」

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LIKE this post if you want a starter from my FNAF OC, Edith Glover! If you have a multimuse blog please let me know which character of yours you want it for, if you don't let me know I'll randomly pick one. Also, let me know if you want me to use a particular verse / AU for Edith. Mutual's only!

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“Perhaps they aren’t.” She replies, staring down for a brief moment before looking up at the other with a small smile showing on her lips. “I’ve always felt like I haven’t been in control since I was a child, and now that I am older I feel like I am slowly becoming more in control of myself.”

❝ Maybe... they're not incharge of us anymore. ❞ / @pescastories for Edith / quote starter

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LIKE this post if you want a starter from my FNAF OC! If you have a multimuse blog please let me know which character of yours you want it for, if you don’t let me know I’ll randomly pick one. Also, let me know if you want me to use a particular verse / AU for Edith. Mutual’s only!

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Made my FNAF OC, Edith using this Picrew.

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◜♥ @winters-club 【Glamrock Chica】 // Starter Call◝

Honestly, being stuck here in this place after closing is the last thing she would've wanted, more or less anyone; yet here she was! The worst thing of them all was having to hide from the multiple animatronics that decided to give chase to someone like her. Of course with past things she encountered, she was able to hide behind one of the counters within the food court of the Pizzaplex from Glamrock Chica, hoping she wouldn't be easily caught.

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"Surely you could understand Haven't you been in love on the edge Where there's no turning back? Just the thought of it can take you to some new dimension So you do what you can just to get his attention It drives you to boil, right up 'til you spill It could drive you to bliss It could drive you to kill.."

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“Wow, you guys know your fathers? Hell, I don’t even know my birth father!”

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𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐂 ; 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

bold what applies, italic what sometimes applies and strike what never applies feel free to add on!

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laugh lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.

𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross. an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breathes. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. running makeup. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare. monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. depression. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫. wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline.  face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

𝐄𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. constantly yawning. blurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “I'm awake, I'm fine.”. shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

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“—Hello kind sir, I'm so glad you never met me You're my first one, so forgive me if it's messy Just to be fair, I admit that I'm scared And sorry for what I must do.”

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Made with PICREW

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PICREW

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+11 icons of Sami Gayle (Under cut)

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BOLD what your muse can do  /   repost ,  don’t reblog  !

bake a cake from scratch   /   ride a horse  /     drive a submarine     /   speak a second language  /     dance   /     catch a fish    /    play an instrument   /  throw a punch   /     build a deck     /    ice skate     /     unclog a drain    /   program a computer    /     change a flat tire     /    fire a gun    /    sew   /     juggle    /    play poker     /     paint   /    fly a kite    /     sculpt     /   write poetry      /     sing     /    shoot a bow and arrow     /     ride a bike     /     swim     /     sail a boat     /    do a backflip     /  play chess     /     give cpr     /     pitch a tent    /     flirt     /     stitch a wound  /     read palms     /     use chopsticks    /     write in cursive/calligraphy    /  use an electric drill    /     braid hair   /    make a campfire     /     make a mixed drink (it won't be a good one lol)     /     do sudoku puzzles    /    wrap a gift     /     give a good massage    /     jump - start a car    /     roll their tongue     /     do magic tricks     /     do yoga     /    tie a tie     /     skip a rock    /     shuffle a deck of cards    /     read morse code     /   pick a lock     /     fly a plane    /     train a dog / cat     /     fix a car    /     write a business letter    /    write in a second language     /     say the alphabet backwards    /    read music    /   cook complex meals     /     change oil     /     paint nails     /     draw     /     socialize    /     take apart a gun     /     drive a rig     /     operate a tank     /     climb a tree     /     rock climb     /     tie a cherry stem     /     basic first-aid  /     draw blood     / put out a fire

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Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this !

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@vendettacanons​ sent: There’s a flicker from the lights. A power issue? Probably. It’s easy enough to dismiss until the power fails completely. In the darkness, it’s quiet for a moment. Then, unprompted, one of the small screen on the desk flickers. Static is all that rolls along it for a moment, before the image of a man’s face suddenly replaces it. It’s… off. Stretched. Warped somehow, in some way that makes the grin on his face all that more off-putting. There is no movement from the face, yet a voice, low and altered somehow, echoes around Edith.

“You are all alone here.”

Honestly, Edith knew that her home didn’t have the best power and it did act funky from time to time with flickers or outages but she was sure it recently got fixed so the flickering from the lights in the bedroom made her jump, looking around a bit frightened at first. When the power fails completely is when inner panic begins to set in and she gets up, fumbling around to find a lighter she had nearby, even candles but it’s hard in the dark, especially at night.

The sound of static coming from the computer screen makes her whip around, almost giving herself a case of whiplash and the sight made her confused because she knew computers were never supposed to do that, if anything it’d be a blue screen, shutting off completely, or even just the monitor not working in most cases. What was going on? The image that replaces it though makes shivers run up her spine, and moving her hands around her to make sure she doesn’t bump into anything or trip but the voice somehow echoing around her makes her look around, turning in a circle on defense.

“Who.. who are you? This isn’t funny!”