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independent & private headcanon-based william afton / springtrap of the five night at freddy's series. low activity. written by fable ( they / them ). minors and personals dni.
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so uh,,,i'm gonna move to my multi, @parakosms lol
nothing's been transferred over yet, bc i've been occupied with other stuff but when i get home hopefully soonish, i'll work on moving whatever stuff i need over there!!
so uh,,,i'm gonna move to my multi, @parakosms lol
nothing's been transferred over yet, bc i've been occupied with other stuff but when i get home hopefully soonish, i'll work on moving whatever stuff i need over there!!
anonymous asked: What narrative do follow for William?
y'know, funny you should ask that!! i don't know,
if you mean like, his motives for murder and whatnot, i think i'd rather default to the version within the fnaf vhs tapes where he just liked Evan more than Michael and then Evan dies so he copes with that loss by, y’know, offing kids that reminded him of Michael, but honestly the game's timeline and facts are so inconsistent that i'm willing to bend or rework that story to better fit other people's muses because like. either way he ends up killing children so i'm not sure the exact reasons why are terribly important–
           CALL ME FRIEND BUT KEEP ME CLOSER - !  Â
                        ( CALL ME BACK… )
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TAKE HIS NAME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH !                                                                              ( you don’t DESERVE to mourn. )
i love love love the hc that henry was inspired by fazbear frights when making the pizzeria trap/was the protag in that game
also dad jokes
*: ・゚✧  friday the 13th (1980)
feel free to change pronouns etc as needed!
“ somebody will see!”
“ that’s not allowed.”
“ somebody’s there!”
“ leave people alone!”
“ you’ll never come back again.”
“ it’s got a death curse.”
“ you’re a real prophet of doom, ain’t you?”
“ come on. there’s something you’re not telling me.”
“ quit? why would i want to quit?”
“ __ is jinxed!”
“ not you too. you sound like your crazy friend back there.”
“ at least i’m not afraid of ghosts.”
“ you wanna give me a hand over here?”
“ here, let me give you a hand with that.”
“ you draw very well.”
“ when did you do this?”
“ do i really look like that?”
“ this really isn’t your cup of tea, is it?”
“ it’s just a problem i have. it’s nothing personal.”
“ you wanna leave?”
“ come on. give me another chance.”
“ are you crazy?”
“ i don’t believe you!”
“ you come to help me or scare me to death?”
“ you do that again, i’ll tack you up on the wall to dry.”
“ if you were a flavor of ice cream, what would it be?”
“ what’s the matter?”
“ do you see something?”
“ something’s wrong with __.”
“ look, i’m sorry. i’m sorry, all right?”
“ there’s a snake over there.”
“ what do i do?”
“ kill it. it might bite.”
“ haven’t you ever been in the woods?”
“ how do you call a snake?”
“ is it dead?”
“ you just get off a spaceship or something?”
“ don’t get smart.”
“ me? i’m as dumb as they come.”
“ not another word out of you, understand?”
“ i’m looking for somebody.”
“ you’re doomed if you stay here.”
“ this place is cursed. cursed.”
“ who are you? what do you want?”
“ i got to warn you.”
“ how can you eat that? it looks like dead animals.”
“ i’ve been afraid of storms since i was little.”
“ more beer? more beer.”
“ it must be my imagination.”
“ were you going to go ahead with it?”
“ you can’t go out in that rain. you want to drown?”
“ can you give me a lift?”
“ help me! help me!”
“ over here. please somebody help me.”
“ come on out! you’re not funny anymore.”
“ it’s not funny at all.”
“ i thought i heard a scream.”
“ we’ll be laughing about this tomorrow.”
“ do you want me to come with you?”
“ i can’t help you if you don’t calm down.”
“ but she’s dead and he’s dead!”
“ no, no! they’re all dead!”
“ don’t leave me! they’ll kill you too!”
“ i’m not afraid.”
“ what monster could’ve done this?”
“ where are the goddamn bullets?”
“ is anyone else alive? are they all dead?”
“ we thought you were dead too.”
“ do you remember very much?”
anonymous asked: Did the spring locks hurt? What did it feel like?
" ...no, it was like being tickled. OF COURSE IT HURT. what do you think being compressed and torn apart all at once would feel like? "
luckily i don’t feel Too bad yet this morning so. i might pump out a few smaller and/or silly asks to keep things moving, apologies again if i just throw crack on the dash-

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quick little update btw uh, basically i am Very Sick and the brain cells i need to, like, maintain serious conversations without being repetitive aren't really there at the moment!! but i wanna let a few things build up in my inbox and whatnot so i can work on stuff later when i don't feel like a discarded tissue, and hopefully it won't be too long, but apologies if i'm quiet on the dash or in dms for a little while–
im rotting! im dying! it’s cute! couture! im decomposing!
so, uh, apparently i was uncultured and had never seen the fnaf vhs tapes until early this morning, but wow those are just scarier than the actual games huh
mechartist:
“ I THINK WE’RE A LITTLE WAYS PAST THAT, WILLIAM.” Henry hissed at his business partner, he had a point though, he was causing a scene  ― it didn’t matter to him anymore. While William wore his signature smile, Henry stood there. Fists clenched, jaw hard and his eyes squinted.
“Henry ―” Ginger’s voice cut through the tension, voice riddled with concern and indirectly speaking a warning, enough where the woman was standing up in case things escalated;  Linda’s attention instantly caught the moment Ginger spoke up.
All Henry saw right now was red, not paying mind to either of their wives, nor the few people who were entranced by the events unfolding before them. This wasn’t banter. This was personal. And William’s words clearly struck a very sensitive nerve.
“ You’re one to talk about being adults when all you’ve done is show NO REMORSE for what happened to my daughter,” He barked, albeit through his teeth; “ I don’t understand how you could be so heartless when you yourself know EXACTLY what it’s like losing a child. Need I remind you what your other boy had done?!”
“ THAT WAS MY LITTLE GIRL, YOU SICK BASTARD. DO NOT STAND THERE AND PATRONIZE ME!”
“HENRY!” Ginger yelled above the man, a shout so bone chilling. Like a mother to their child when they were in trouble and wouldn’t listen…Or a woman still grieving the said child. It caused the room to go silent nonetheless, doing it’s job. That’s all that mattered.
so, heated words would be henry weapons of choice? fine then. william forced himself to hold his tongue as henry's temper flared, opting to let him get everything out before he made any spoken additions. the arms he previously held wide open had closed off all possible invitations by folding across his chest, effectively severing all chances at recovery. he could feel it; they would only descend from here.
ginger made herself heard before william had a proper chance, with a shout so hurt that almost he could feel the emotion contained within, and then it clicked that he should have been that upset. with every day that passed, the absence of their son made the new silence borderline deafening. william did miss him. but the initial shock had long since disappeared. all that was left was a memory of the grief he occasionally struggled to replicate.
" i never forgot what michael did. you don't need to remind me of it, " he finally replied, steady voice severing the silence. it should have felt wrong to be so calm after all that. and trust me, he thought to himself, i haven't let him forget either. " i do feel remorse, henry. but i won't let that grief run my life. i hoped i wouldn't have to explain that different people cope in different ways. "
' different ' was putting it lightly. the two of them once shared a dream, and now they couldn't be more polar opposite. henry coped with his grief with emotional outbursts and rightfully placed anger, and william coped with his grief by leveling the playing field and giving henry something to be emotional about. different people, different methods. one of them would have to adjust.
in the midst of the confrontation, he opted to lay a comforting arm around ginger's shoulder, thumb rubbing small circles into her arm. despite he and henry's disagreement, the goal was never to upset ginger in the process. if he felt bad about anything they just went over, it was that henry's words hurt her more than they did him. that was never the plan, but his role could certainly be adjusted to include that reaction.
" i thought this went without saying, but if anyone understands your loss, it's us. we’ve lived your pain. so don't you dare drag my family even further down into grief so we suffer on the same scale again. " and, for the final nail in the coffin, “ i can only imagine charlie would hate to see you acting this way. don’t treat me like your enemy for this. ”
* QUOTES ABOUT DEATH PROMPTS ,
i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens.
i'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way i want to.
don't be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life.
what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?
someone who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
i don't want to die without any scars.
death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.
i had been dead for billions and billions of years before i was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.
even death has a heart.
death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it.
paris is the only city in the world where starving to death is still considered an art.
it is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
no one really knows why they are alive until they know what they'd die for.
everybody is going to be dead one day, just give them time.
we all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
delaying death is one of my favourite hobbies
life isn't fair, it's just fairer than death, that's all.
we're born, we live a little while, we die.
the first time you meet someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.
i was always holding onto people, and they were always leaving.
life is pleasant, death is peaceful: it's the transition that's troublesome.
if there are no dogs in heaven, then when i die i want to go where they went.
we are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones.
a thing is not necessarily true because someone dies for it.
i do not fear death.
when i look at my life and its secret colours, i feel like bursting into tears.
don't feel bad, i'm usually about to die.
they died that day because their body had served its purpose.
many that live deserve death, and some that die deserve life.
why do people want to pretend that death is sleep? it isn't.
no one here gets out alive.
promise to give me a kiss on my brow when i am dead, i shall feel it.
the dead can survive as part of the lives of those that still live.
one lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
when he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.
kill me, if you’ve ever been my friend, kill me.
to me, the thing that is worse than death is betrayal.
i like grit, i like love and death, i'm tired of irony.
how shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers?
fear not death for the sooner we die, the longer we shall be immortal.
love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
if by my life or death i can protect you, i will.
i know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow.
much of what was said did not matter, and that much of what mattered could not be said.
people living deeply have no fear of death.
if you live each day as it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right
we who think we are about to die will laugh at anything.
belief is the death of intelligence.
what could i become if i stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything?
you never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone.
if i die, i will wait for you.
if you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them?
grief can destroy you, or it can focus you.
death is a strange thing.
cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
older men declare war, but it is youth that must fight and die.
i could die for you, but i couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you.
whoever said that loss gets easier with time was a liar.
personally, i'm trying to avoid lots of death, but you guys have fun!
the funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.
the truth is, once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.
yeah, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.
it is not death that you should fear, but you should fear never beginning to live.
you can not die of grief, though it feels as if you can.
people leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.
death is a stripping away of all that is not you.
we may not get to choose how we die, but we can chose how we live.
it doesn't make a damned bit of difference who wins the war to someone who's dead.
enjoy life, there's plenty of time to be dead.
death is the only god who comes when you call.
to live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how i would like to live.

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to top off all my crackhead posts today i feel like it's only necessary to include these,
ahsterism:
“SAW CON DEEZ NUTS!”
“ ...you drive me to drink. never forget that. ”