#Evan Afton {You'll Never Be Alone Again} {IC}

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“If they find you, I will protect you.” // poe comforting evan over being afraid of the animatronics / nightmares ? ( @gunactii )

Evan looked up at Poe, barely he held back the tears "...Please don't. I don't want you to die, just..." he took a deep, sharp breath to try to keep himself in a state to speak "Stay away from them."

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Evan nodded, giving a shy smile to Charlie, that was the right thing to do? Smile, yes?

"Yeah, I do. It's nice, to be believed and maybe able to talk about it in the future, uh if that's alright with you."

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Evan… Hoped, that was the right word- that she wasn’t lying, but parts of him told him he had just entrapped himself, that there was a right and wrong answer to her.

“…None of my family believes me, Liz thinks I’m lying, Mikey… Well either way um… My point is you’re the first, to actually believe me.” Or at least play along with what they thought was a lie than his mom had.

Evan shifted a bit, lowering the stuffed animal, opening up physically. Charile used to see Evan like this a lot more.

“…Thanks for that.”

🎀 Charlie smiled at him, lightly bumping against him before nodding. “Of course! Your welcome Evan. I’m glad your feeling a bit better.” They hummed softly while moving back to where she had been moments ago. After all she didn’t want to crowd him. Not to mention, Charlie… had always been a grey sort of person, never falling in the dark or the light.

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@trapton

Evan was staring at the figure of his father from the edge of his blanket, which covered everything below his eyes like a wave on a sandbank.

"...Yeah, I'm okay." Evan said hesitantly, he couldn't his voice from sounding weepy no matter how much he despised it, he was fine, he didn't want... This, to be a thing and his voice was undermining that.

"...Are you alright dad?" Evan poked his head out a little more, under the covers his hold on Fred bear tightened.

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" I think maybe sometimes things just aren't okay...and that's okay," for Evan Afton

Evan looked at Oral with a frown, looking at his face, then down at oddly Oral's leg and then back at his face, letting out a small sigh, weak like there wasn't enough air in his chest for any deep sigh.

"...Maybe? I mean... If things can't change its probably better to accept it."

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" It's stronger to be forgiving that to hold anger." / for Evan

Evan looked Oral up and down and for a moment or too, he didn't know too much about the other boy's homelifwle so he couldn't say for sure where this was coming from, if Oral was simply more forgiving than Evan or if he was simply speaking from a place of ignorance.

"..." He looked down to the plush bear in his arms for a moment, it's cute little face, mouth always closed hiding the sharp teeth he was sure were there.

"I'm not really sure how to be more forgiving. Doesn't someone have to apologize before you can?"

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❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ {Charlie to Evan}

Evan really shouldn't have, the moon was barely a sliver of light in the sky, it was hard to make him out as his dark clothes blended into the night sky. By all rights one of his parents, hell even Michael should have been there beside him on the doorstep, but no he was alone, no plushie even. Though given that both sets of parents were off on some double date and/or business meeting it would have had to been Michael.

"...I mean yeah, probably... Can I come in?"

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❛ you wanted to be left alone, right? ❜ {Sammy to Evan}

Evan was far away from where everyone else was enjoying themselves, he never could enjoy when the two families would spend the day together, Michael was always ruining it for him.

So there he was, hiding out in a side hallway of the mall that lead to washrooms and rentable rooms.

He looked up at Sammy, it was clear from his face he had been struggling to control a few tears, especially given the damp plushie.

"...I guess? Everyone was being so loud I- I couldn't hear myself think-" he had felt like he couldn't breathe.

"...But you're okay, you're not like that just... Don't tell Mike I'm here, he'd laugh."

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i can’t breathe ,  i can’t - {Charlie choking on the blood before her death when Puppet!Evan finds her?}

They couldn't help.

The rain made it hard to move the joints of his metal shell, made it slowly grind to a halt, but... At least he had made it to her side.

"I'm sorry..." the voice was distant, like someone speaking from a different room. "...It's time to stop fighting, please... It will hurt less to just go to sleep..."

They could put her back together, once she was 'asleep'.

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Evan nodded his head, he wasn't sure if he'd call them nightmares, they were real afterall, echos of the life he had once, which... Well he guessed that in of itself was sort of a nightmare with the occasional moments of happiness.

"Uh-huh, same as it always is, same party, same masks, same ending..." Over and over and over, like the night that day would just repeat until something snapped.

Evan looked at her, trying to give a reassuring smile her way, though his teary eyes betrayed the desired effect.

"...I don't know what to say about it... When I try to work up the courage to say the stuff, that exactly happens I... Feel like I'm going to choke on my own tears..." He rised a hand to removed some before they could really get going, it was... Probably one of his least favorite things about being dead, his weakness, inability to stop himself from crying followed him and was now stained into his face.

"...I just wish sometimes, that I could forget. It'd... Be nice to have someone- something to miss."

The Emily family were... Nice, but uncle Henry might as been blind and his children never really... Helped him, his family was a mix of... Useless and people hurting him, he didn't really have... Real, non-plush friends until death. In honesty there aa a aching anger inside that he tried to smother that he didn't have something to miss.

HALLOWEEN-THEMED FNAF STARTERS || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @chaosmultiverse

chaosmultiverse asked: ❝ Over and over and over, I watch. ❞ -Evan to Cassidy

❝ ...So you're still getting those nightmares, huh? ❞

[That's what it sounded like, anyway. Cassidy had the sorry job of listening to Evan whenever he needed to vent about them, and with most of her vulnerable, sappy emotions translating to anger, she grew more and more furious each time she heard one of Evan's retellings. Her frustration wasn't directed towards him, of course -- rather, it was focused on his older brother. Cassidy wanted to get her hands on him almost as much as her killer, and that was saying a LOT.]

[...If they ever met, Michael had better watch his back.]

❝ ...I'm listening. Y'know, if you wanna talk about it. ❞ [She wasn't the greatest with emotional support ( she refused to tap into her own emotions, after all ), but she did her best. Like it or not -- and she really, really didn't -- she cared about him.]

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‘ but, there’s something you’re not telling me… ‘ from Charlotte/Charlie to... whatever Afton kid you wanna throw at me first.

Evan looked at her with wode guilty eyes before looking away and hugging his fredbear plush tighter to his chest.

"I don't kmow what you're talking about at all, I- I would tell you anything, I..." he let out a small sigh, he couldn't promise, he was lying after all.

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Evan remained quiet on the heathen part, he... There couldn't be a god, or at least not a kind one with how things were, none that deserved worship...

But the other bit, it struck accord, it made Evan look at Orel with sympathy... He knew that desire well, to have a good father, to make one better.

"I'm not afraid I can't, I... I know I can't, my own dad... He's... He doesn't want help... I can't help someone who doesn't want it." Even if it hurt, even if it meant seeing him drag the whole family down with him.

@chaosmultiverse prayed: ❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜ -Evan Afton

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

❝  Gosh.  Well  I  wouldn’t  want  to  give  up  on  the  heathens.  …  or  my  Dad.❞    Orel’s  not  sure  where  his  father  fits  in  any  more.  He’s  a  man  of  God  but  he’s  a  man  of  alcohol  and  sin.  But  there  was  still  hope  for  everyone.  There  had  to  be.

He  blinks,  then  turning  his  head,  quizzically,  ❝  is  there  someone  you're  afraid  you  cannot  save,  Evan?❞  

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A new song started playing, probably from the music box, track 7 of The Nutcracker.

The head slumps to its side like it is trying to get a better veiw of him, size him up, figure out just who they were looking at.

A small breeze crossed the room, making the balloons and steamers in the room sway side to side, but... There was no where for it to have came from, the restaurant was surprisingly air tight and... It shouldn't have felt like a summer evening inside, condensation forming on the balloons.

There was a noise inside of the breeze, it sounded like a obscured voice.

"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵… 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?"

@chaosmultiverse asked: The restaurant was dark, it was 6am, all those gears and air pumps the animatronics had grinded to a halt, but Micheal could hear a noise behind him... It for a moment sounded like a music box, playing "happy birthday" Turning around Michael would see the outline of The Puppet leaned on the wall limp and the music faded away. (Thanks for the follow!) // random asks ( always accepting )

HE DOESN’T INTEND TO STAY LONG past the end of his shift, always booking it directly out of the restaurant the moment he’s sure the animatronics have returned stagnant at their stages. He hasn’t encountered an issue yet, though he still hates having to walk through the building to leave. Standing in the dark hallways, faced with the dimly lit party decorations and posters he’s watched through the cameras for the past six hours… it’s unsettling.

He’s shuffling past the prize counter towards the nearest exit when he hears it. A faint, familiar tune scratching from a music box— not the one he’s listened to all night, instead it’s Happy Birthday. The music still sends a shiver down his spine— he should leave, he should make a beeline for the door and refuse to look back until midnight when he does it all over again. But the chilling feeling keeps him frozen in place, the overwhelming need to know driving him to turn his head. 

His mouth goes dry when faced with the puppet. Not in its usual position, slumped against the wall instead of hidden in the box. The music is gone, but his stomach still churns— Michael feels like he is being watched.

“I’ll be back tonight, you know,” He mumbles, though he doesn’t move just yet. 

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Evan looked up at her with a look on his face bordering on some sort of break, a crack in the guilt and sadness into something else, something he would keep in.

"I-" he looked down, unsure of what to say "..." so he didn't say more, just looked back up with her, tears still flowing down.

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Something in the boy changed when he heard his name, suddenly it was like a mask cracked as his demeanor of a host, a greeter at the gates to the afterlife gave way in tears to the small child he really was.

His own grip on her was tight, tighter than any grip should have been but it didn’t hurt, hell it was hard to feel the pussure, it was like something moved in body of water woth Charlie, but fear away, with just echoes of the feeling reaching her.

“I’m so sorry Charile-!” His next words came out as a garbled sob, it had been awhile since he cried, there had been time for that pool of sharrow to grow in him, to be let out now.

“I couldn’t- I can’t- Charile… I didn’t save you, I’m sorry… I- I’m not a good protector, I’m sorry…”

🎀 She held him tight, lightly rubbing his back as he sobbed. Charlie ‘squeezed’ him as he cried. Letting him get it all out since clearly he needed it, and she didn’t mind. After all, Evan had been her friend and she always was there to support him and be there for him whenever she could… back when they were alive… But now… now they were together again,

“Sh… Sh…. it’s okay… It’s okay… You did your best Evy…  Now it’s my turn okay…?”

Of course she still didn’t quite understand where they were or what happened, but… over time she would. And he had time to explain things to her once the two of them calmed down and finally got everything under control.

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"Nope! Because then I could just scare myself out of that mood, no more thoughts at all for me, just a stream of nonsense out of my mouth." He more had meant stream of consciousness but lacked the verbally to say it.

"Like right now, I'm not scared I'm feeling something sort of like happy but... Evil?-" mischievous "-Either way I'm thinking it's pretty funny right now- probably won't go well with my family- but... Well uh... It will be fine."

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Evan had a somewhat smug look, like he had figured out some very complex puzzle, like he cut the knot.

“Yup! Everyone keeps telling me I overthink, that I scare myself so I’m just not gonna think anymore, they can deal with the consequences of that on their own because I’ll be oh so busy staring at flowers and stuff without a care.” He was smiling, their was a bit of mischief to it.

🎟️Sammy listened, setting their book on their lap. The faint look of amusement on their face as they watched them. A low hum leaving them as they rested their hands on their book. “Oh? Hm… Well, what about the times you aren’t scared? Are you not going to think either?”

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He did step in, slow and steadly, he was tired from walking over to the place.

"..." he looked at her, like he had just realized how worrying this must have been, how odd it was, it was a mix of surprise and concern now on his face.

"Yeah, I'm okay, everything is fine." He carefully said, hoping that maybe she won't press any farther.

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🎀Charlie of course opened the door, after unlocking and unlatching the lock since their parents always made her or Sammy lock it whenever the both of them went out. Sammy was off in his room reading, but she would let him know that Evan was here soon enough. “Is… is everything okay?” She asked, worry clear as day on her face as she stepped aside to let them in.

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Evan give a sympathetic look to Orel, he... Wasn't really sure if he could agree with the wording but end result was the same, no really fighting fate, at least that's the take away Evan had "I... Yeah I guess."

Evan nodded, he... Was pretty sure they must be living in different realities, change, was... Just not how the Aftons worked, not as long as he lived.

"...So, you want to change yourself, for the better? I... I'm not uhh really religious but I guess I can relate. I wish I was braver and smarter, then I could deal with the 'not okay' stuff better, maybe... Actually help someone." Evan hugged his stuffed bear tightly, it felt silly, combined with his strong fear, overwhelming belief there wasn't any way he could change things that he was admiting things he wanted to change, he... Wasn't like this kid Orel, he... Would probably be the same teary kid forever.

❝  That's just the thing.❞ He didn't think Evan was wrong but there seemed more to it than that. ❝  I think things do change and I think they change so fast that we...can't stop them.❞ Orel felt the eyes on his wounded leg. It was always something that would follow him around for the rest of his days, limping behind him, a shadow and a reminder of what happened that day still...

❝  Change will always happen and it'll happen so quickly that you can't stop it and things will never go back to the way they were before. ❞

 It was always this way. ❝  The one thing that doesn't change. Is that things change.Sometimes we wish they wouldn't. Sometimes it can be good change.❞ He raises his head. ❝  I won't ever walk the same again but I want to be a better Christian from now on. I don't want to feel confused or get things so wrong that other people end up getting hurt. Maybe that's the only change I'm in control of, really. ❞ / @chaosmultiverse cont.