Hi !! Could I Request William / Michael Afton With An S/o Who's Got A Lot Of Trust Issues ? Like They

hi !! could i request william / michael afton with an s/o who's got a lot of trust issues ? like they don't fully believe that he loves them so he gives them a lot of reassurance or words of

thank you i hope you have a lovely day <33

i pinky promise | michael and william afton x reader (fluff)

this was a super cute prompt and i myself am also in need of some aftoncomfort 🫶🏻

tw/cw: afab reader but you/your pronouns used!

william afton:

william frowned as he watched you tired form enter the room, over the last few weeks he'd watch you begin to cave in on yourself. hardly eating or drinking anything and it began to worry him.

you took your seat on the other side of the room from him, another concerning behaviour as you always cuddled up to william. you were practically his personal cat!

"my love what's going on?" he inquired, watching as you sprung up in shock as though you hadn't even noticed he was there. "i'm getting very worried about you pet."

you sighed heavily before trudging towards him and taking your usual seat beside him. "it's just that i have a lot of relationship trauma from the person before you and they don't really care about me and sometimes my brain makes me think you don't either."

william's heart ached, he could believe it! what miserable person had the heart to destroy you like this, his sweet love who was always so kind and happy he couldn't believe someone had ever thought of purposefully mistreating you!

"oh my sweet love, as long as i am here you'll never experience heartache again."

michael afton:

michael sighed as he awoke from his peaceful slumber confused as to why your side of the bed was empty. michael always woke up before you, never had you woken up before him.

he raced out of bed and scampered around the house in search of you. he let out a small smile as he found you resting on your small balcony, tea cup in hand dressed in one of his flannels.

"you doing okay sweetheart? you're never up this early?" he questioned, taking up the place beside you, eyeing you for any signs of pain or discomfort. "anything you want to talk about?"

"i'm scared michael. i feel like you don't love me and that i don't deserve you." this was not what he expected to be unbagging at 7am but he was willing to work with it.

he chuckled softly and pressed a small kiss to your forehead. "nothing will ever come between you and i. i promise."

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Imagine the first time you fell asleep in William's arms early on in your guy's relationship. He was so very flustered in the fact that you trusted him so early on in the relationship.

He would make sure everything was quiet and run his fingers through your hair to sooth you. He wanted this moment to last with you.

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Dave Miller x reader

ok, so like-

this is a random idea that keeps me up at night - when in his 'Dave Miller' act, William asks you about the small bracelet you're always wearing and taking good care of.

why?

William gave you that bracelet at the beginning of your relationship. when he sees you're still wearing it, even after he disappeared without a trace, he gets a bit intrigued.

[tw: possible typos and/or other small mistakes | slight angst - big sad™ | not so sure if fluff | one-shot]

[word count: 1.550 words | 8.060 characters]

[first published: 20.04.2022]

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the story behind the bracelet

(no idea for a proper title-)

"-and that's how ya put down a fire with nothin' but yer bare hands in Texas!" said no one but your favourite british under cover texan while leaning forward with his elbows on the table, head rested nicely on the top of his hands.

lunch break at the pizzeria is for sure something else when 'Dave' keeps you company. he might not shut up about himself... like, at all-

but, hey! that's his charm after all. not only that, but having 'Dave' talk your ear off all day helps you tear your mind away from him.

with a lazy gaze and his usual grin on, he looks with what some would call true texan pride at you - his ridiculous stories from Texas never fail to bring a bright smile to your face.

it's a sight he never thought he would get to see again.

...

and he absolutely hates it.

for once in his life, he hates that he has to lie.

once. just this once he wants to tell the truth - to tell you the truth, but he can't.

he's happy he gets to see you every day though! and knowing that you are ok, safe and sound even, feels as if a heavyweight has been lifted off of his shoulders.

he sees you but you don't see him - instead, all you see is Dave Miller.

hell, he sometimes wonders if it's him or Dave that brings that smile to your face! he can't help but feel somehow jealous of his act.

it's Dave that gets to spend his time with you, after all. it's with Dave that you smile. with him you laugh and joke around. with him you talk - not with him.

"how do you even find yourself in these situations-"

he throws a wink at you but you fail to catch it "that's just a part of bein' texan for ya, pardner!" 'Dave' says as his eyes fall on your hands. you've been fidgeting for a while, messing with the bold purple bracelet on your wrist.

William smiles to himself 'they still have it, hm?'

he noticed it from the moment he saw you on the day he came to apply for a job. about three months have passed since then and he can't believe you're wearing it still.

not only that but the care you take of it - placing it securely into your pocket when you have to do something that might result in damaging it otherwise, always checking it, making sure is still there and safe, even yanking your hand away from the kids who wanna touch it with their greasy pizza fingers.

the way you play with it when you're nervous or how you look at it when lost in thought as a wave of sadness washes over your eyes.

he noticed all of it.

and he still notices it. William can't help the way his heart melts yet aches every single time he sees you doing your little gestures just to keep the bracelet safe... to somehow keep him a part of your life.

and you do all that. especially after he left without a trace, you still go through all of it.

you haven't let go of him completely. you still love him... don't you?

he has to know.

"anyway, enough 'bout me! wanna hear 'bout ya instead!"

"about me?" you ask taken aback by his words. it's an odd suggestion coming from him.

"yep! somethin' wrong 'bout it?"

"no, i just- i never thought that you, from all people, would want to talk about something that isn't yourself-" you say it playfully, but it's the truth - if there's one thing this texan loves more than anything it is talking about himself. if the conversation isn't about him, he will do all he can only to turn it around so it will be about him in the end-

"what can i say? i'm fulla' surprises!" he for sure is! but are you?

"ehh... what's there to say about me anyway? haha-" the thought of actually having to talk about yourself isn't that pleasant actually-

"there must be somethin'! think, Y/N! think!"

"i- i don't know..." and just like that, the perfect opportunity came to him earlier than he has expected.

"well, why doncha tell me 'bout yer bracelet over there, then?" he just points to it with his hand from under his chin. "noticed ya take quite the care of it! it must be special to ya." something familiar burns within his eyes but you can't tell what it is and so you just try and brush it off

"this? oh, heh- my lovable bastard of a boyfriend gave it to me!" your voice is filled with love while saying that but there's something else too.

it's his turn to be taken aback now 'they still consider me their boyfriend...?' he should be happy right now, shouldn't he? instead, he just feels like the biggest piece of shit the world has ever seen-

you manage to hide it quite well, but William can see through it - you're hurt.

and he's the reason for it.

his bloody ego has to come into play as well, no? - as much as he hates to do this to you, he still needs to hear more.

"boyfriend ya say? care to tell me more 'bout him?"

"oh, uhm- well, he's quite a... complicated guy, you see." 'Dave' just nods, waiting for you to continue "that's what i love about him, actually!" your eyes linger on the bracelet, fingers playing gently with it. your expression, your voice, everything about you is so soft as you talk about him.

he feels his heart clenching in his chest.

"he might be an asshole most of the time, but-"

"does he treat you bad, pardner?" the man asks, masking his anxiety without bothering to put effort into it.

you take offence at that question "what? no! he could never-" your grip on the bracelet tightness "and as i was saying, he's an asshole- but not towards me. he's always been so... kind to me. that in his own weird way, you could say, heh..." every loving word that leaves your mouth makes him hate himself even more. you don't deserve this - he doesn't deserve you.

he just puts more salt on the wound now "couldn't help but notice talkin' 'bout him made ya sad... did somethin' happen?"

"i... i don't know..."

you think about telling him what's been bothering you for the past three months. 'Dave' is your best friend after all! you trust him enough to open up about this and maybe, just maybe, letting it all out will help you a bit "one day he just- he just disappeared... he left nothing behind."

'here we go.'

"i tried to call him every day- i still do! hell, i am even rehearsing what to say when he finally picks up... if he ever picks up."

silence fills the room. taking a few breaths in and out you try speaking again "i don't know, i just- i really miss him- i want him back... what if something bad has happened to him, i-" small tears form in the corners of your eyes. he takes quick notice of it "hey now, come 'ere."

'Dave' stands up from the table with arms wide open. walking to your side, he lets you bury your face into his chest - a familiar feeling of comfort washes over you as he wraps his arms around you. it's warm.

it feels like home.

hot tears are staining the nice purple fabric of his shirt instantly. he couldn't care less about it right now.

rubbing your back with gentle circular motions he speaks up in an uncharacteristically soft tone "i am sure he's out there somewhere-"

"what- what if he hates me? maybe that's why he left-"

"now, now. don't be silly, pardner. only an idiot would be capable of leaving such a treasure like yerself!"

"heh, well- he is some sort of an idiot- my idiot..." you try to joke a bit in hopes you might calm down a bit. you also earn a small chuckle out of the texan "he sure is..." his own eyes start to feel watery.

it hurts him. deeply.

you both sit in a somehow comfortable silence as he tries his best to calm you down. he has missed your warm more than he would like to admit.

the sound of your breath slowly calming down lures him into his own thoughts - he wants to tell you.

not sure himself when but he will tell you.

he has to.

but right now it's just not the moment.

"how 'bout we go wash these tears away from yer pretty face and then i can buy ya some ice cream, hm?" he suggests as he moves your head away from his chest so he could face you. the sight of your tear-stained cheeks pains him so much.

you smile weakly up at him before nodding "that sounds nice, actually... thank you, Dave."

'Dave.' he hates it. this whole act - he just hates it.

"anything for ya, pardner!" 'Dave's' happy go lucky self is back as he helps you stand up.

'absolutely anything.'

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shit shit shit- this was not supposed to be sad- halp- me is very sorry-

it was supposed to be fluffy- what have i done? :'D there's no fluff, only sad- nyeheheh i feel bad aaaahhh- i was supposed to use my silly little powers of using words to bring joy and smiles, not sadness and tears-

am i exaggerating? definitely-

hope you enjoyed it?! :D?

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can you do a william afton x trans male reader? erm i dont have an idea of a plot so ;; you can do whatever?

Ofc I can❤️ I did this to be more coming out😋

(Female dni)

William afton

“Darling im home!”william came in through the door. “Darling?”,William walks up to up your bedroom door knocking slightly.”love is everything ok?” He could hear your crying from the outside. He came in and sat down next to you on the bed. “Why are you crying?” You know i dont like to see my precious girl crying..” “precious girl” that made you uncomfortable… you Moved away from William but still being a little close. You never felt right when someone calls you girl…

”Love talk to me did I say something wrong?” William put his hand on your shoulder reassuring you its ok to talk.”William i dont feel comfortable being called a girl or anything Like that…”tears came down even more. “What are you trying to tell me dear?””im not a girl William im a guy, I want to be seen as a guy I want to be your boyfriend William…”you started crying even being scared of what he might say.. “Darling you could’ve just told me sooner…I dont care if you’re a guy you’re still my love and I respect you by it…I believe you are transgender then?”

you felt relieved..”yes i am…I could give you more info on it”you didn’t suspect for him know about it to much…”please love I want to understand you is there a new name for me to call you?” “(______) please..” you felt him take your hand in his..”such a lovely name for my lovely boyfriend..”

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