Fnaf 4 Bullies Fanart Novels & Stories

The laughter grew louder, kids from other classes started crowding the classroom. He snapped the diary shut when I got closer and looked down at me. “Wanna know why nobody loves you? It's because everyone can smell your desperation.” “That's not true!” I yelled as tears rolled down my cheeks. I knew I was out of their league but how could he be so cruel? What's wrong with a simple crush? I didn't kill his pet! Why is he bullying me like this? Being the Alpha's sons doesn't give them the right to treat me like this! It's not right!

He had destroyed the girls and even killed the guards that stood by while Amber was getting bullied. All of them who had participated in hurting Amber were all lying on the ground just like Amber is, they’re all practically dead and seeing how mad Ronan had gone elicited a smile out of me. ‘He really doesn’t want her to be his mate’ I muttered sarcastically to myself because Ronan was doing the complete opposite of what he had said. “RONAN!!” The door flew open and Rhys’ loud voice resonated through the room as he called Ronan’s name and even rushed towards him.

"Alright, fine! Brandon, I'm sorry. Now, would you please give me back my bra?" He grins down at me, clearly enjoying this far more than he should. But instead of handing it over as I had hoped, he dangles it just out of my reach again. "Jump for it," he teases with a wicked smile. "No way!" He shrugs nonchalantly and tosses the bra onto the ceiling fan before smirking at me. With a click from the remote in his hand, the fan whirs to life, and my bra spins around the room—this is what I get for dating a bully!

I grinned at my boys, who were all looking nervous except for Mancini. I'd warned, I warned them all that my kid was a whole other breed of fucked up, but they all, to a man, claimed she was just a baby. My phone rang on my hip with the first strains of The Dark Army by Rok Nardin. Mengele's demented ass was calling. "It's in the bunny." I snapped my fingers at the boys to get their attention. "How do you know?" "I know." "Ryder, does your ex have a bunny?"

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

The whole school had easily believed his lies, and Lana is facing severe backlash for spreading false rumors about me. I don't know how to feel, it's so wrong... yet there's this portion of me that feels grateful that he did this for me... I feel relieved that the hate is over and I know deeply in my heart that it makes me a horrible person. Still... My reflection shows a boy whose head is a mop of curly brown hair; I managed to come up with a button-up shirt with a distressed jean. No, this nerdy outfit won't do. I badly need a haircut, I can barely see anything with these bangs covering my eyes.

"If that is what it takes to give me some breathing space, I’ll cuss you out till one of us gets tired and it won’t be me.” They looked at each other, having one of their annoying silent conversations. And in the heat of the moment, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and my stomach dropped to the floor. Notifications everywhere. Videos already posted. Comments exploding. "OMG THE PRINCESS HAS FOUR BODYGUARDS" "are they all dating her????? REVERSE HAREM VIBES" "this is literally fanfiction come to life" "she looked SO pissed lmaooo"

Fiona grinned mischievously, “Back in my wild days, I knew an audio-visual store owner with a rich collection of films. Aren’t you looking for…that? I’ve sourced some for you, study up.” Bella paused, then caught on, “Adult films?” Such things weren’t particularly interesting, but Fiona’s suggestion piqued her curiosity. Fiona gave her a knowing look, “European, Japanese, anime…though Japanese ones aren’t great, too ugly.” “Got any Ultraman?” Fiona scrutinized her disdainfully. No wonder they were incompatible. Ultraman? Where’s the appeal in that? “You also want to watch Transformers?” “Transformers shoot oil.” She had inadvertently seen Transformers erotic fan art—way too much for her.

“That doesn't sound like someone who wants out of this situation.” “Oh, please…” I groan and roll my eyes. “I already know how this is going to go, best believe that I don't care! I have been bullied all my life, even by your mother, and there is nothing new you can do to me!” “Really?” She smiles. “Yes, really!” I affirm. “Yes, I had sex with your brother a bunch of times, even though I hate him! So what? Take it up with him if you have a problem!!”