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Unfortunate news, I just watch the fnaf movie and now I'm fucking William afton
Imagine your toxic F/O…
putting you down when you’re alone together, but later you catch them bragging about you to their friends
(bonus points if it’s about something you didn’t want them tell others about, or they’re praising you for how obedient you are despite how bad they treat you)
don’t cry baby. it hurts doesn’t it, poor thing. but you take me so good, yeah? look at how im stretchin’ you out angel, ‘s too big for isn’t it? making your brain feel at fuzzy like the dumb pet you are. dumb and pretty and pliant - don’t gotta do anything except take my cock and let me use your sweet lil cunt, okay? you’re gonna cum again? it hurts does it? don’t think so hard. just gotta let it happen. gotta take whatever i give you
The Janitor (Willy's Wonderland) works at the mega pizzaplex:D
If the Janitor worked at the Pizzaplex, there wouldn’t be a game because he’d resolve everything under an hour
Y'all I'm back into my Michael afton phase. (I keep switching in between fictional crushes) So I'm going to write some head canons for him. Cause people see him as a rockstar fuck boy bully who's a jackass and the most handsome/popular boy in school. Sooo this is how I see him 🥰🥰
Michael afton head canons!!
He's bi. He sees hot punk woman and like: DAYUMMM. Then he sees his best friends and he's like: OHHHHH
He's a nerd. I mean. Come on guys. His dad is a business man. So obviously he was like: "if u fail math. I'm gonna shove a calculator up your ass." And then Michael is like : "😦".
He does play an instrument. Probably guitar and drums. And he is trying to make a band. Usually he and his friends play in Simon and Anissa's basement. (Anissa is chica bro, Simon is just a college student who is her brother)
He's not only a nerd. But a geek or a dork. Idk. He plays DND and he reads marvel comics and he likes math.
He skateboards. Like any time anywhere. Just likes it.
ABSOLUTELY hates dogs. Cause when he was 12. A Chihuahua absolutely ripped his shin and ever since then..he hated them. And is absolutely terrified of them.
He sucks at flirting. But his dorkiness got him two bad bitches. He also doesn't know how.
He started bullying Evan after Elizabeth's demise. Cause he says "it's Evan's fault he should've taken care of Liz". Even though it was Michael's responsibility to take care of his elementary school siblings.
His hair isn't long but isn't short. It's messy and he usually keeps it back by a metal hairband.
His go-to outfit is jean shorts and the grey tank top. 💀💀
He screams like a girl.
He's an artist, and he usually draws people around him.
He nags alot. Like alot.
He's definitely a golden retriever boy. He's all jumpy and smiley.
He smiles with his teeth and he probably has either dimples or freckles. Maybe both
He has tons of scars from dumb accidents or small injuries, usually on his legs.
He absolutely loves winter. Cause he gets to throw snow at his friends and no school. But he loves summer more.
He's the type of person to eat tons of junk food and not gain any weight. So he eats a lot.
He has braces. He says he needs them because he took his father's British teeth.
He prefers his mom's side of the family.
He was named after his grandfather, William's dad.
He's the type of person to text you "I FELL DOQWN THE STAIRS."
He has multiple bracelets and hairbands on him, cause "what if someone needs one!!"
Even though he has a skateboard and prefers a skateboard. He has a bike.
he loves chewing gum and popsicles. But he hates how fast they melt.
If you and him have never spoken and he randomly finds you walking down the street and he's bored. WELL! You're his friend now, whether you like it or not!
He's extremely extroverted, but he's bad at making friends somehow.
He's the type of person to gasp when he thinks of something great. Like "GASP! What if..." Y'know?
He's not the athletic person. He doesn't have abs or anything. But he's lean and his body in good shape because he helps his dad with the heavy metal and fixing the animatronics.
I don't think he ever thinks about sex. Most of the time just "DND..did I do my math homework..oh yeah..yeah I did..did I feed Elizabeth? No. Who cares..she'll feed herself. WAIT....where's my watch..? Oh it's on my wrist..forgot." I think that's what goes on in his brain most of the time
He's definitely a virgin. He stayed a virgin until he reached college. And he stayed a virgin until he died.
I think that's it. Idk tho. But here's my view of Michael afton!!! AHHHHHHH
Some FNAF Spingtap drawings i did in school earlier today! A shading test, some sketches, and some cute spring designs i might use for a PMV
Them knowing each other as a teens AU. Nothing changes, just it
Hello there! I’m bored and want to Roleplay FNAF. Right now I’m big into the Afton Family drama, GlamMike, and a few of my own ideas.
Rules:
- I will be Micheal Afton/Mike Schmidt
- This is NOT OC friendly
- This will take place in DMs
I’m so proud of myself for this one T^T
Y’all this William would be absolute trash at roller skating? One step and he perished, or like a god at it for some unknown reason?
Tome to get caught up on the stuff I forgot to post the past few months, hope y'all like Blueycapsules because...yeah, that's what's comin'
I’m so sorry (dsaf animation)- ⚠️ Blood warning ⚠️
Song: Yo Girl- Heathers
Not Henry doing a micro aggression smh
This animation is a little older (I originally posted it on tik tok) but since I’ve been so busy with artfight, I wanted to keep you guys fed until I can so some other stuff.
This animation takes place BEFORE Dave and Henry die, as you can see by the normal skin tones and eyes (which were definitely intentional wdym)
𝓜𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓮𝓵 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓸𝓷
CW FAKE BLOOD
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silly willy ehh I MIGHT post this one on tiktok
Tbh I love the idea of William being kind of a pervert? Idk like,,,, he's just really weird and gross but he's great at hiding it and he has a posh (idk if that's the right word) accent so it gets kind of overlooked or thought of as charming by others
Fuck you *Micheals your William*
Double fuck you! *Henries your William*
I returned to my dorm, dreading the thought of dealing with Michael and his dumbass attitude. I walked in and set my books on the kitchen counter and then walked to the fridge. I grabbed a beer and sat on the couch.
A door to the side of me creaked open and I let out a deep sigh, "Here we go again." I thought. He rolled his eyes and grabbed the last beer from the fridge. "Damnit, Michael! Was that the last beer?!" I yelled.
He nodded and gave a shit-eating smirk while opening the beer and chugging it. He finished the beer and crumbled it; he threw it at me and chuckled. "Michael, you dick!" I yelled. He flipped me off and went back to his room.
After about an hour of letting my anger bubble up, I decided to go retaliate. I got up and went to his door. I pushed it open and then I stopped. All he had was a towel around his waist. I felt my face get hot and a shiver go down my spine. He smirked.
"What are you staring at?" he asked, walking closer. "I uh-"
I just stuttered out some words and sounds, trying to keep my composure. I couldn't. I mean looking at him I just felt something. His sun-kissed skin was dripping with hot water and his hair stuck to his face. His toned stomach was exposed, and his lower half was covered by a thin piece of cloth. I subconsciously bit my lip.
He was right in front of me. He bent down, "Staring isn't polite, darling." he taunted. I just nodded and looked him up and down. "What did I just say?" he rhetorically asked, taking my hands and pinning them to the wall. "D-don't stare..." I answered. "Good girl..." he praised.
He lowered his head and put it to my neck. "I want everyone to see how you submit so well to me."
He began to kiss and suck on my neck, leaving dark purple bruises all over. I let out a small whine and he slid his hand up to my neck and squeezed it; it left a red mark. He moved his lips from my neck to mine and began to kiss me. He pulled away for a second, regaining his breath, and then went right back.
"You're so beautiful." he praised. I let out another small whine and began to claw into his back. He let out a groan and this made me crazy. He lifted me and carried me to his bed. He threw me down and crawled on top. "So pretty...pretty...pretty...pretty..." he repeated. He stopped kissing me and lifted his head.
He stood up and walked to his dresser, he opened it and pulled out a collar. It was black and had metallically purple spikes. He came back over and put it on my neck, it was constricting. I whimpered again. "Too tight?" I nodded. He loosened the collar and buckled it one last time.
He took his hand and slid it into my pants, ripping them off in a clean swipe. He looked down at me, good thing I had worn lace?
He got red and whispered some swears under his breath as he held my sides. He took his index finger and rubbed it up and down my slit, I shivered and looked up at him.
He moved his hands under my shirt and up to my breasts, he grabbed them and squeezed them ever so slightly. I grabbed his hand and moved it to my neck. He smiled and began to squeeze it, I smiled back. He massaged my clit through my panties. "So wet, just for me? I'm flattered." He moved my underwear to the side, then took his finger, and rubbed my clit. I bit my lip slightly.
Abruptly, he stopped and aggressively shoved it in. I grabbed his arm and dug my nails in. He covered my mouth to keep me quiet. It hurt a little but after he went in and out a few times it began to feel euphoric. I never wanted it to stop.
He put another finger in, and another. "Fuck!" I screamed. He moved his fingers in and out aggressively. I nearly screamed. I felt a shiver go down my spine, and my back arched. Right before I came, he sped up and curled his fingers inside of me. I felt myself release onto his hand. He pulled his fingers out and spread them, looking at the discharge that had covered his hands. He licked them until they were clean.
He looked back down at me, "So good." he praised. "Yes, so good." I agreed. My chest was going up and down, I had never felt something so painful yet pleasureful. "Again." I demanded. He shrugged and smiled. "Alright," he said, tearing off the towel he had been wearing loosely around his waist.
Resting on my elbows, I looked up. My eyes widened and my heart sped up as he revealed his massive cock. He smiled. This motherfucker knew he was big, he knew. I smiled and sat up, grabbing his sides and pushing him onto the bed. He looked surprised, yet happy.
I spat on his cock before putting an inch or two in my mouth. "Don't tease, dear." he begged. "Not now." he grabbed my hair and removed my head from his cock. He went to his dresser and pulled out a leash. He clipped it onto the collar he had put on me.
He grabbed my hair and forced me to look up at him. "Choke bitch." he commanded. I nodded and put about three inches in. He grabbed my head and shoved the rest of him down my throat, I gagged and felt tears stream down my cheeks. He groaned and threw his head back. I bobbed my head back and forth, choking and desperately trying to fit it all.
A thick, warm substance filled the back of my throat, but I didn't stop. I couldn't. It was painful and agonizing but I wanted it, I love how it hurts. He grabbed the sheets and tried to beg for me to stop but all he did was stutter over his words and moan pathetically.
The warm substance filled my throat once again. I finally removed his cock from my throat and stood up. He stuttered over his words once again. He waited for a minute before grabbing a massage gun from his closet. He walked back over and turned it on, smiling sadistically.
He put it near your entrance and increased the speed. Gripping the sheets, I screamed. "M-Michael!" I screamed. "Say it again." he demanded. "Michael!" I screamed. "That's right." he praised again. He pushed the machine further in and I felt my back arching and my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
I felt myself self-release all over the machine. He didn't stop, this was my payback for earlier. My legs started to ache and quiver. He didn't stop even after my back arched and my legs were tired, he went in and out. He stopped with the machine and shoved his dick in me.
I felt my hole stretch around his massive cock. He bent down and let me grab onto his back or his hair, just whatever I could get my hands on. I screamed his name again and he groaned out a praise. "Good girl." he groaned out, between curses and grunts.
He left more and more hickeys on my neck.
After another hour of being completely dominated and destroyed, he finally came, and I felt the warm, thick liquid seep out of me. I checked the time, it was 7 AM. I had to rush out of his room and to my class, sprinting across campus and to my lecture. Surprisingly, I got there early. Michael arrived around five minutes after me.
Only a few kids were in the room, most of them were smoking or reading. I just sat and put my head down. The teacher always entered the class at the latest, so all the kids were already in the room by the time he came in too.
I had been sitting for a while before I heard the all-too-familiar sound of heels on the wooden floors of the classroom. "Fuck..." I murmured. It was Olivia Rogers. This bitch had been bullying me since grade school. Michael had sat right next to me, why wouldn't he have? He immediately went to sleep.
Olivia walked up to me and started her shit. "Ooh~" she taunted. "I see you finally have Maxwell a chance!" she jeered. I just rolled my eyes; she had commented on the state of my bruised neck. Maxwell McCann had liked me since kindergarten, he wasn't a bad guy, just weird and ugly. He also smelled on the account of him being shoved into the trashcans by the 'popular kids'.
"Fuck off," I said, laying my head back down on the desk. She grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to the podium where Mr. Greg usually stood. "Hey everybody!" she yelled. "Look at Rei! She finally gave ol' Maxy a chance!" she mocked.
At this point, everyone was in class and tears were rolling down my cheeks and my head hurt from her pulling my hair. "Look at her neck!" she screamed. People were laughing and I was crying. I closed my eyes and tried to drown out her voice but that seemed to make it worse.
A voice stood out from the crowd, Michael's.
"Actually, Olivia..." he stopped and started to laugh. "She gave me a chance. So why don't you fuck off and give me my girlfriend back." he said, his tone Icy and stale. He was a dick but even I was scared. "Mikey! No, I'm sorry. I love you!" she begged. He pulled me away and sat me on my feet, passionately kissing me in front of her. "Looks like nobody knew you were mine, guess we'll have to get some more proof." he suggested, tapping at the marks on my neck. I nodded and smiled as he lifted me up and back to our seats, setting me on his lap instead.
"I'm gonna make you cry like that." he threatened. I moaned into his ear and massaged his crotch. "Don't threaten me with a good time." I retorted. He laughed nervously and grabbed my waist, pulling me into a violent kiss as Olivia watched.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
(I WROTE THIS MONTHS AGO; I PROMISE I'VE IMPROVED) (IT'S SO BAD I KNOW)
Springbonnie gingerbread . I made William and Michael too but they look so goofy 😭