#Elizabeth Afton death

[catsthepope]

Hey FNAF fans! I want to write angst, but can’t write angst in the fic yet.

This one will have spoilers for events happening kinda soon.

CONTENT WARNING FOR DEATH GORE AND TRAUMATIZATION OF A CHILD

Elizabeth, Evan, Mike, William are the main speakers in this one

“But daddy!” Lizzie wailed, grabbing at the tools hanging from dad’s belt. “You said she was mine!”

“Liz, just because she’s based on you doesn’t mean she belongs to you,” I looked over at the show stage, where three, brand-new animatronics stood, shining in their chromatic complexity. “Besides, you saw them in the garage when dad was building them.”

“…” Elizabeth glared at me with the rage only an entitled 12 year old can possess. “It’s MY party.”

“They’re dangerous. Daddy said so,” Evan mumbled, holding dad’s tool bag close to his chest.

“None of you are any help! Daddy!” She whipped around to face dad again, except dad was gone. Headed into the back room, probably. “This isn’t fair!” She yelled as she slammed herself back into a chair.

“Liz,” “no! It’s my party and I can’t even go near the animatronics? Daddy promised this would be the best party and so far, I’m not even meant to leave this room!” I barely had time to speak before the door slammed shut. I heard the crash outside, and saw the wave of kids and parents running out. Even Evan looked up from what he was pulling apart in dad’s bag.

Liz looked around as the room emptied, and I saw the damn smirk on her face when she realized there was nothing stopping her from seeing baby.

I tried to open the door. It was locked. “Elizabeth!” I shouted. She either didn’t hear me, or didn’t care. “Elizabeth come open the door! It’s stuck!”

I watched as she walked up to Circus Baby, and she stopped singing. “You’re so pretty,” she said. “Daddy said he made you to be just like me. Do you know that?”

The thing towered over her. It waved at her, and Lizzie giggled. It was smiling down at liz. Her eyes were almost piercingly blue. I hated that these animatronics could smile. I hated their eyes. It was terrifying. Its stomach hatch opened, and a small rod extended. A single ice cream cone. It looked like chocolate? Elizabeth reached for that perfectly swirled cone. It didn’t even look real. The room was still empty. As she grabbed the cone, she thanked Circus Baby with a smile.

Evan huffed as he joined me at the window. “No fair! I want ice crea!-”

My heart stopped. That.. claw? Something lunged out of Baby’s chest the second Elizabeth licked the ice cream. It grabbed her, I heard a crunch as Elizabeth was pulled into the animatronic. All of a sudden, the room was full again. I shoved Evan to the floor. “Evan, no matter what you do, do not move until I get you.” I took a few steps back before ramming into the door with my shoulder and running up to that thing. Every other animatronic has some kind of fail safe. I heard the choking breaths and sobs inside. “Hold on, I’m getting you out, I’m here!” I yelled. I could’ve sworn I heard her say my name. Dad would have killed me if he’d known I was making a scene like this. I banged on its chest too. For good measure. So Liz knew someone was here. I looked everywhere. No emergency button, no place for a wrench. I felt hopeless, watching the trickle of blood leak from baby’s back. Every time Baby moved, I heard the sharp crunch, another soft sob, saw another spurt of blood, and found myself begging for my sister to be alive.

After a while, almost 2 minutes, I think? Evan came in with dad. My head was throbbing. He shoved me aside, and I watched as he did the same thing I did, as he banged desperately on baby’s chest and pulled at that hatch. Screaming. Evan pulled on my shirt as dad screamed. I picked him up. I didn’t want to let go of him. At some point, for us to go outside. At some point, someone called 911.

At some point, I promised Evan he wouldn’t have to go near one again. I’d protect him.

At some point, Uncle Henry showed up. Asking us what happened? Where’s your sister? Evan was crying too much to answer. I barely got words out before Dad was there, explaining. There was an “accident.” It would ruin Fazbear Entertainment. It had to stay a secret, he would figure out the details.

At some point, dad told us there was a gas leak, and if the police asked, that’s what we had to tell them. We would back up the story. Dad would assure them he could handle this. They believed him.

There was never a point where dad acknowledged the blood on my face and hands, or the blood staining his white dress shirt.

There was never a point where dad acknowledged that Circus Baby’s eyes were green, or that someone had to have designed her to do.. that. Dad never acknowledged that Elizabeth was dead because of… that.

Uncle Henry took us home, dad told him he was going to the hospital with Lizzie.

No ambulance ever showed up.

[metamatronic]

does david still blame himself?

David Takes After His Brother (pt. 3)

After Lizzie “disappearance,” Michael forgot the weird Plushbear sighting in the Circus Baby Room.

Lizzie, after waking up in Circus Baby, forgot how much her new toy had sounded like her younger brother.

And, if years later, when Michael staggered home with Ennard in tow, David felt any guilt over both his siblings’ fates—well, he’s never shown it. After all, everyone knows Lizzie wandered in there on her own—what would he have to feel guilty over?

[maelicgrn]

FNAF FANART?? IN OUR TIME AND YEAR OF 2024? HELL YEAH

[abylou]

I'm being self indulgent

they hug a lot scott told me coff coff

[willyhoos]

the mikes.. the michaels, even...

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

Lizzie doodles :]]

[drinkinboilingcoffee]

It didn’t all go dark the moment the jaws clamped down on Evan’s skull btw. He passed out about halfway through the drive to the hospital. He was awake for Mike panicking and apologizing, for William rushing in and wrapping his head in a towel and eventually taking it off because the blood just started caking it to his face and he couldn’t see. He was awake for a lot of the drive. He could hear William shouting at Mike to keep him awake, Mike shaking him and apologizing and dripping tears all over him while Elizabeth just stared in shock. At some point in the drive he wasn’t lucid enough to understand what was going on, only that Michael had hurt him and now he wouldn’t stop touching him, talking to him as all he wanted to do was drift off. He tried to pull himself away, but that just opened the wound even more.

The last bit of consciousness he remembered was driving past their house and trying to ask through the haze if he could go in and get his toys. No one could understand what he was saying by then, which didn’t matter, since he didn’t get to finish his sentence anyway.

[skyblueartt]

Do you guys like the low quality reel I made (it’s 3am <3)

[yoiurboi]

"The Gang's All Here!"

Most recent picture I have of the kiddies. The date is still wrong though (Should be 1980 instead of 1978). Made for my Picture Perfect AU, but it still works for a "canon" timeline ig.

Pictured here are the OG Afton kiddies! From oldest to young: Fritz, Elizabeth, and of course, David Evan-Christopher Cecil. Looking so, so very happy. Nothing is wrong. Absolutely nothing. Nobodies mum died and certainly no body found out they had a secret hidden sibling that they didn't know about until an hour before the photo was taken.

AU Context:

William Afton gets married a few times over the course of his life. The first time was with this Italian ballerina named Klara. They had two kids together, Fritz in 1969 and then CC in 1977. Between the two, in 1974, Bill cheats on her with a secretary from Fredbear's (Eleanor Schmidt) and then surprise surprise, Elizabeth is born.

He basically didn't acknowledge her for the first five-ish years of her life. You know. As one does with their secret affair baby. But then Klara dies giving birth to CC and he decides his kids need a father. So he marries Eleanor and then tries to mash the two families together like nothing untoward was going on instead of going to therapy or something. IDK. It was the 80s. Shit just happened back then.

[here-by-chance]

something I don't think people think about enough is that, afton probably had to take elizabeth's corpse out of circus baby himself.

when she was caught in there, afton had to be the one to take her out. he was the only one who knew that baby could do that, and obviously he wouldn't want anyone to find out.

how long do you think it took? do you think be realised as soon as he noticed elizabeth was missing? was she stuck inside for days? did he put off taking her out to avoid the consequences of his actions?

god, what a horrible scene.

opening up circus baby's chest cavity, to find the crumpled, stiffened, grayed body of his only daughter.

[connectionterminated13]

Lizzie from my AU where she switches places with Mike in the timeline.

[corpseybun-old]

Once Michael becomes a mechanic at the rental bunker, he finally gets a glimpse at the blueprints for the funtimes.

He'd realize there was an emergency stop on Circus Baby this entire time and just break down entirely.

He went up to Baby after she snatched Elizabeth. Tried pulling on her chest and stomach plates because he caught a glimpse of his sister getting taken. He was right there. The realization that if he had just tried pulling on even just one of those pins on the robot, his sister would be alive, leaves him in shambles.

He arrives at home that night and doesn't even bother watching any TV. Instead, he goes into his room and just cries.

Calling it Michael's room is a bit generous, though. Michael really just took over William's room after he left.

He can't bring himself to sleep in his and Lizzie's shared room anymore.

No one has stepped foot in his brother's room since the accident.

He usually ends up sleeping on the couch for that reason. Prefers it to any of the houses' painfully empty rooms. But tonight is different. Even if he knows William hates him, even if he knows his father would never let him do something so childish when he's all grown up, Michael wants to, for just a moment, pretend his parents are there to comfort him. He wants nothing more than to just be small again, wants to pretend he's lying with his mother and father after some scary dream, and desperately wants to pretend that everything is just a bad dream.

He'll wake up and help Mom with the baby because he loves his little sister so much, and he knows Mom needs the help because of how busy Dad is with the diner. Dad will make them all breakfast and then have to be out the door by the time the rest of them sit down at the table, but it's okay because Michael knows he'll be back.

And then Michael wakes up for real. He grabs a pillow and holds it to his chest, gripping it like a lifeline before crying into it. He doesn't have any more tears in him. He just ends up sitting there and shaking as he leans down and buries his head in the pillow.

He stays like that until the sun finally goes down, and then he's off for another shift.

[gentlelemon99]

Twerktrap 😭

[wiretism]

Mine all Mine...

[crumbleclub]

drabble.

Outside of Fredbear's Family Diner, there are a set of handprints in the sidewalk. The Afton and Emily children had lined up, biggest to smallest, and pressed their palms into cold, wet concrete. They were excited to leave their mark on this place.

Maybe they'd all come back one day to see how much they had grown; how tiny the handprints in the sidewalk seemed to them now. They couldn't wait to find out who they would become.

Every child who'd left their handprint in the sidewalk was gone, now. None of them had made it to twenty years old.

[drinkinboilingcoffee]

I do stick by my William-caring-for-his-kids-very-deeply-in-a-messed-up-way, but I also think he tried to kill one of them at some point I will elaborate later