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˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗William Afton Saving You For His Own Gain ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

Requested by: anon

You’re not spared out of mercy.

You’re spared because you’re useful. To him

Perhaps, maybe you saw too much, stumbled into the wrong room at the wrong time in an old Fazbear location. You should’ve disappeared like the others. But something about you made him hesitate — not out of empathy, never empathy but instead opportunity.

Maybe it’s just the way your fear doesn’t freeze you; it fuels you. Maybe it’s your silence. You didn’t scream, didn’t run, just looked at animatronics. Not having a care in the world.

That unnerves him. And he likes that.

He decides he can use that. Use you.

“Why waste something with such… potential?”

As he forces the animatronics away from you with a little struggle. A gentle faux worry rests on his features and soft tone.

“Are you Alright?… anything happened?”

You nod “no” as you dust your pants off. The fear of what “almost” could have happened to you. You grab his hand and that interaction was all he needed. Yes, you were brave, but not enough. Oh how he was going to enjoy this. Recreating you into something better; something anew.

He squeezes your hand back reassuringly. His thumb rubbing your knuckles.

“Come on dear, let’s get you somewhere more… comfortable..”

With that, he leds you away. If he wanted to mold you into something that suits his needs? He needed to start immediately. Oh yes, earlier the better..

Note: I’m so sorry if this isn’t good y’all lmaoo. I tried my best but I haven’t been in a good mind space due to personal things lately — but regardless I hope you all enjoy! Thanks for requesting anon!! <3

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“I can fix him” I couldn’t fix him and I don’t want to. I think he grew prone to biting and scratching in order to get by in a harsh world, and to me his resilience is part of what makes him so beautifully himself. I could be kind to him, though. I could show him gentleness. I could, slowly but surely, in the same way one earns the trust of a skittish stray cat, convince him that my touch will never come accompanied by pain. That, around me, he can allow himself to be soft. To relax. I could be the one he associates with warmth and safety, the one he longs to be held by after a hard day. I could be his home.

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BLOOD, GUTS & ROBOTS (13)

(18+, TWs will be added on applicable chapters, read at your own discretion)

TW: mentions of drug use, mentions of self harm

chapter under the cut

13: heaven’s gate

will woke up on the floor of the living room, empty beer bottles scattered around himself. he pressed his palms against the floor to help himself stand, wincing at the sudden pain that surged through his left arm. glancing around the room, he saw the residual lines of cocaine on the coffee table, and two joint ends. groggily he rubs his face and makes his way upstairs to shower, looking in the mirror as the water heated up.

“fuck-“ he grunts as he wipes the dried blood from under his nose and his lips. dark circles sat under his eyes, his hair was a disgusting mess, and he smelled of sweat and spilled beer.

slowly undressing himself, he sat under the running water of the shower, looking down at his left arm. small and large cuts littered his flesh, as well as tiny pieces of glass being stuck in a few. none were deep enough to need stitched up, but two old scars had been opened. mainly one about four inches long, straight down the center of his wrist. that scar had been there for so long, it almost went unnoticed. the other was just from the springlock incident. will watched the water turn pink with his blood as it ran down the drain. hissing as the shampoo ran down his arm and into the cuts, and once again as he washed his body.

shutting off the water and stepping out of the tub, grabbing his towel from the hook behind the door. he wrapped it around his waist as he searches for some bandages, luckily he found some under the sink. so he sat on the edge of the tub, bandaged his wrist, then made his way to his bedroom to get dressed. the phone ringing downstairs as soon as he got his pants buttoned.

“yes?” he groans.

“will? is everything alright? i haven’t heard from you in a bit.” you ask, biting your nail with concern from behind the phone.

“oh- it’s you, doll. i- um…” will hesitates, inhaling a sharp breath. “it hasn’t been that long, has it?”

“it’s been four days….”

“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to make you worry. would you like to meet for dinner-“

“i’m on my way over, i need to see you to make sure you’re alright.”

reluctantly he agrees before hanging up. making his way upstairs and grabbing an old sweatshirt, then sitting down on the couch. he didn’t know what was drawing you toward him, he hadn’t done anything. regardless, you wanted to stay by his side, and he wanted to keep you there. will closes his eyes and lays back against the couch, inhaling and exhaling slowly. the doorbell waking him from his half asleep state. slowly, he trudges to the door, pulling the sleeve of his sweatshirt over his palm, holding it tightly between his fingers.

“hey, y/n… um- come on in, nancy’s out of town..”

“what’s going on? are you okay?” you sit down next to him, softly placing your hand on his knee.

“i’m fine, doll. i- uh- i just went on a bit of a bender, think i might have done a little too much though, cause i don’t remember anything….” he laughs.

“what did you take?” you ask, looking around at all the broken glass on the floor.

“just a lot of coke, and i drank a lot…” he pauses, turning his head to look at you, his eyes filled with longing. longing for you to know everything, for you to love him how he was, regardless of how fucked in the head he may be.

“i’ve spent so long praying to god for someone to give a fuck, for someone like you. i can’t tell you the number of hours i’ve spent on my knees, pleading with god for mercy and forgiveness and salvation. i’ve never been able to understand how to deal with my own emotions and my problems, but i-i” he breathes quickly, his eyes filling with tears.

“what is it, will?” you gently hold his face.

“how can you see me for more than my faults and mistakes, how are you attracted to such a sick individual? i just don’t understand, if you knew me fully, through and through. you’d want nothing to do with me, and the thought of losing you makes me fucking sick….”

“then let me know you, will. i see you as a smart, handsome, strong, funny, amazing, man. you have a lot of love to give, i know deep down you know that. you know you’re not a loveless monster. tell me, whats really on your mind?”

“i had a moment of clarity.”

“clarity?”

“just- just listen, for a minute okay? don’t speak.”

you nod, and watch as he stands, then kneels in front of you. placing his hands together in prayer for a moment, then putting his hands on your knees.

“i wasn’t always like this, and i know that. my father was quite abusive, and a drunk. up until i was 13 and we started going to church. but- but that’s not what i need to tell you, none of that is important right now. for years, i’ve done nothing but struggle internally and i just couldn’t bring myself to believe that what happened was true, just- fuck. i’m rambling, aren’t i? i guess im just avoiding saying it out loud, i don’t know why i feel like im going to throw up now…” he rests his head on your knees.

“will, just breathe. you’re okay.”

he takes a deep breath, closes his eyes for a moment then starts again. “when i was 15, i went to a party, where i was um- drugged and raped, by nancy. i-i know it sounds crazy and like it’s a lie, but it happened i- i fucking remember everything…” will looks up at you again, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“i believe you, will. i’m so so fucking sorry that that happened to you, do you want to talk more about it?” you ask, helping him onto the couch. he lays his head on your lap, you play with his hair softly. his fingers gently playing with the loose strings on the holes of your jeans. will started to speak again, softly, regretfully.

“i don’t know what to do, y/n… i’ve been down this road before… and i just can’t stop the thoughts and fear of losing you- of you leaving, in any way. i can’t have that i can’t have you abandon me, not when you’re all i have left.”

“will, i promise, i‘m not going anywhere. whenever you need me you can call or come over.” you hum, reassuring him.

“there’s more to it, doll.”

your hand stops briefly in his hair, looking down at him with concern. he clears his throat, sitting up to look at you.

“i’m the kind of guy who catches feelings for someone very quickly, very easily. and it’s happened so many times, yet it’s rare that i find a connection, like this.. like what we have. i haven’t felt this sort of way towards anyone in a very long time.” he sighs.

“i just don’t want whatever we have to disappear..” will sniffs, sitting up again. softly he takes your hand into his own, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles.

the silence between you two was heavy, aching to be filled with any words, any conversation to fill the empty void of space. to occupy his mind, and to occupy your own from your own anger. you couldn’t understand how she could have done that to him. how cruel and sick does she have to be?

“you um- you mentioned that your father started to take you to church as a kid, do you mind me asking about that?” you clear your throat, slowly looking at him.

“well, uh- what do you want to know about it?”

“i don’t really know how to phrase it because i didn’t grow up religious, but um… what are you? like christian?”

“catholic.”

you nod softly, exhaling a deep breath.

“is that what you wanted to know?” he smirks, his hand resting on your knee now.

“i-i guess so, what does that mean for you? i guess what i’m saying is like, how does it work? what do you believe in?”

“the father, the son, and the holy spirit. essentially you confess your sins at mass every week, and you get directions from the priest, by which of paying your penance, you are then cleared of your sins and in good standing with the lord.”

“and this is something you maintain?” you tilt your head slightly, not fully following.

“i used to, up until a year and a half ago. now whenever i go i feel as if it’s just a waste of my time. do i believe in god? yes, very much. but i do not believe that i am free of sin, just by in taking the body and blood of christ and doing a few hail mary’s. yet, i still find myself not exactly feeling guilt or remorse over what ive done. and i don’t think the church can help with that.”

you listened to him talk more in depth about his religion and beliefs. asking questions about certain things that you were unaware of, which he gladly answered. after a bit of very intense conversation, he pushed his sleeves up, laughing at a comment you made.

“oh fuck- will? you okay?” you gasp, grabbing his arm.

“i’m fine. it’s been worse, don’t worry. i don’t need stitches this time around. just- promise me you’re not going to tell anyone about this? you’re not gonna get me locked in the loony bin?”

“you can’t tell me not to worry when you’ve sliced your arm up like a fucking easter ham! jesus will! did you clean them at least?” you groan.

“i did.. i’m okay, really. honestly…” he swallows, turning his head away from you as he blinks back tears.

“im sorry, i just- i worry and i care about you a lot. i promise im not going anywhere. just please, try not to do that anymore? as much as it may feel good and feel like it benefits you now, it won’t in the long run..” you grab his face and give him a soft kiss, gently wiping the tears from his face.

“i gotta get going, okay? my parents are supposed to be calling me in a bit.” you sigh, standing slowly and grabbing your purse. as you turn to walk to the door, will grabs your wrist harshly, pulling you into a tight hug.

“i’m sorry, doll.. i’ll be better. i promise…” will kisses the top of your head, and walks you to the door. watching as you got in your car and drove away.

if there were anymore left of me, i’d give it to you

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NO BECAUSE SAME! I looked up an 80s alarm clock once for my Vincent x OC fic. It's great. 10/10 would recommend

Non-writers don't understand how much of writing is just googling things like "when was the croissant invented" for worldbuilding reasons and staring off into the distance.

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Late Nights Alone.

Warnings: infidelity, child death, Willcare, alcoholic!William, power imbalance

Characters: William Afton, gn!reader

A/N: I'm on the Willcare train of thought BIG TIME. I had yet to really write an x reader with him so

William sat at his desk in his office, pale blue eyes like the color of ice on the paperwork in front of him. Lawsuits, namely, his restaurant was failing. His marriage was failing. He was tired. The man reached up to his face, pushing his bangs out of his face. His face was a mop of wavy, thick brown almost-curls with several grey streaks through the mess.

Normally he was put together, well dressed, and effortlessly charming. However, in this office, its walls a drab grey with little decoration minus a bookshelf of primarily business and engineering textbooks; law books, he was a mess. William still had to handle the lawsuits. Another parent upset at what happened, there seemed to be many of those.

Henry should be here instead, William bitterly thought.

William looked like he hadn't slept in weeks, but the business beckoned. He leaned forward, too many parents were complaining about his son, about Fredbear. How they "always knew" his establishment was creepy and unsafe. It was lies. He was tired. Those icy blue eyes dropping from the paperwork to the top, left drawer in his desk. William considered it, the sweet reward that existed within the confines. He went to open the drawer that hid his shot glass and whiskey before an apprehensive knock sounded at his office door.

William jolted upwards, tugging at the lapels of his suit jacket before clearing his throat, "Enter."

It was formal, that was for sure. William didn't seem more pleased when the employee of his entered. Well, he was, however William never let that pleasure cross his features.

"Are you... Okay, Mr. Afton?" They whispered, as if he would shatter.

At last, William thought, someone who cares. Bloody hell. William sighed, motioning to the steel chair in front of his desk, they moved to take a seat. William glanced at the clock, 10:37pm, what were they still doing here? What was he still doing here? Right. Evan. William missed all the incessant crying, the whining, the way Evan would cling to that Fredbear plushie that William gifted him one birthday a few years ago. He believed it was Evan's first birthday, actually. The things he didn't expect to miss about anyone. Their flaws.

"Ah..." He sighed again, uttering their name, "Yes, thank you for your inquiry. I could use a spot of company at the moment."

Before I drive myself insane.

The employee gave a soft, sympathetic smile and nodded, "Of course, Mr. Afton, sir."

"Please, call me William." The brunette supplied.

This, for whatever reason, made his heart beat faster. Guilt? Maybe. Was he finally having that "torrid love affair" that Clara always accused him of? Damn, he missed her. Her touch, those brilliant green eyes that she passed down to Elizabeth. Oh, Elizabeth.

Even sitting here, vaguely flirting with them, William missed his wife, at home with his surviving children. William simply tried to push them from his mind.

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PSA

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Geez that Zoro drabble is really doing the rounds :0

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what's that one thing where they asked how ripely from alien was so realistic and believable as a female character in scifi for once and they were like "well we just took the dude from the original script and made him a girl and changed nothing else. it works bc men and women are the same?" and people were like "woah no way" and then didn't learn anything from that for 20 years

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Sorry to break it to you but you literally have to face your fears and slaughter them. Otherwise you will live a small life that you do not want. You literally have to view your biggest fears and attack them head on. You have to fall into the abyss to find your way out. The easy path does not exist. There is no get out of jail free card. You have to allow yourself to die a spiritual death over and over again in order to reinvent yourself into the person you are actually supposed to be. And you have to be painfully honest with yourself and the people around you. It’s horrible but it’s truly the only way.

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I think more portal fanfic writers should take advantage of the fact that glados *is* the facility.

She's not just in her chamber, she controls the entire place!!!! She is the entire place!!!!

Need more people to get quirky with it in fanfics. Chell kisses the wall in the middle of a test to distract Glados. or cuddles with her by just like. Sitting in small room.

Instead of holding hands she drags her hand across the wall as she walks through hallways. Takes care of her by cleaning the place sometimes.

Can you tell I'm. So normal about portal.

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Hey one piece fandom, you alive? One piece reqs are open

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One Piece Masterlist

Roronoa Zoro

Dispassionate Goodbyes - sfw, reader insert

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hiiii, im said one piece fandom :333 may i request some zoro angst? i just need it to be angsty with no fluff, i’ll leave everything else to you :33 other than that i hope you have a great day/evening!!

Dispassionate Goodbyes

Warnings: sfw, angst, hurt/no comfort, second pov, no gendered pronouns, modern au

Characters: Roronoa Zoro, gn!reader

A/N: I hope you like this!! Probably not my strongest writing. I very rarely, if ever write Zoro owo;;

You tried. You really tried. Yet, you couldn't take it. He was stoic, serious. And well, he had been your type maybe once upon a time. Yet here you were, watching him with a flat blank expression, the way he ignored you. Was he ignoring you? What would you consider his focus? Zoro was entirely focused on the wrong thing, in your opinion.

It wasn't that you didn't matter to him, no, it was the opposite but he made a promise to Kuina.

Yet he was stern, serious. You didn't know how to handle that. So, here you were. After months, here you were. It was a poorly hidden secret that your relationship was failing on some level. On a level you couldn't truly understand. Even though you knew what you needed, you had put this off. You needed someone emotionally available, affectionate, and generally less busy. You needed someone who wasn't Zoro. You needed Sanji, even, the blonde you had slowly fallen for. Yet... It was clear that even he had alternative feelings.

Oh what a shit draw of luck.

That was your only thought as you stood there, wringing your hands anxiously as you watched Zoro.

"Zoro?" You beckoned.

The green haired man looked over, "Huh?" He grunted.

You gulped, meeting his gaze shyly. "We need to talk." You stated, continuing when Zoro didn't meaningfully react, "This isn't working. I need more. More than you can give me."

Zoro seemed to think for only a minute before continuing lifting weights, "Yeah." He stated, "Door's over there."

You stated at him, heart dropping into your stomach at his response as you held back tears. You bit your lip, only nodding, turning around at his rather dispassionate words. "...whatever, Roronoa." You whispered, beginning to walk away. You had hoped he would beckon you back.

Zoro never did.

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Hey one piece fandom, you alive? One piece reqs are open

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CHERRY VELVET | AN OPEN COLLAB

“It was all of it. The cracks of society, organised crime, hitmen, roulette tables in back rooms, even blood money. It was over before you even knew they’d make you bleed on the way out.”

⟢ ﹒ the 2025 seedy underbelly themed collab ♱’¡! an open collab for my birthday !!! you can take the theme as wide or as narrow as you want, as long as you’re inspired by it in any way come on in the water’s great!!! im sooo very excited to see people do fandom events again so I decided to do my own aaaaah

⟢ ﹒ status. OPEN *** soft deadline: 15th june 2025

*ੈ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

this is a dark content and nsfw event! everyone is welcome to create for this event, as long as you are pro dc. tw’s will be added accordingly

♱’¡! RULES ❖

this is an +18 collab for +18 people by +18 people. you must have your age in your bio or your pinned, easily visible

dark content, nsfw, pwp, sfw and artworks are all welcome; please tag and contain trigger warnings for anything that needs warnings when you post

to join, please send a dm, ask or comment under this post; include the fandom you’ll be creating for + character/s (+ trope) (example: jjk + hitman geto x fem!reader, haikyuu + daichi + corrupted cop, wind breaker kiryu + arranged mafia marriage); only aged up, 18+ characters!

characters can only repeat up to two times; it’s first come, first serve. if you want to change characters later send me a dm! you can create multiple pieces if you want

no minimum or maximum word count

the masterlist will be live the 15th of june (6pm CEST) but early and late submissions are okay!

please please please link back to this masterlist and tag me on your piece so I get notified when you post ! if I miss your fic in the notifications please feel free to send me a dm as well!

reblogs are very much appreciated !! when you join, please reblog the masterlist so it can reach other creators ♡︎ reblogging when it goes live would also be amazing

⟢ haikyuu + loan shark! iwaizumi by @iwaasfairy

⟢ haikyuu + mafia enforcer! kyoutani by @yanderecrazysie

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It's here, the official announcement for One Piece Rarepair Week! 🎉

♥ ONE PIECE RAREPAIR WEEK JUNE 16TH - 22ND 2025 ♥

Guidelines:

Posting begins June 16th, 2025 and will continue through June 22nd. If you're late, that's okay! Content will be reblogged long after the week ends, so take your time and have fun with it!

Please use either the #oprarepairweek or #oprarepairweek2025 tags so that we can find your post! You can also directly tag this blog (@oprarepairweek) as well.

All forms of media (art, writing, videos, etc.) are welcomed! (AI generated media is EXCLUDED.)

Sensitive content (i.e. NSFW, gore, violence, etc.) is allowed as long as it is tagged/censored appropriately.

This event is only being hosted on tumblr and AO3, but feel free to share your work on any platform!

AO3 users may add their works to the official collection. (Link will be added once the 2025 collection is created.)

Please note that this event is for rarepairs only. See the list under the cut for examples of ships.

Prompts:

Day 1: Stargazing | Rain

Day 2: Scars | Sacrifice

Day 3: Hurt | Comfort

Day 4: AU | Roleswap

Day 5: Soulmate | Tragedy

Day 6: Secrets | Confessions

Day 7: Freedom | Free Day

If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask! The askbox is open 24/7 💖

As mentioned previously, this is an event for rarepairs only, so please try to avoid creating content for the more popular/well known ships in the fandom if you can! Below is a list of some of those ships to give you a general idea of what should be excluded from the event.

Zoro/Sanji

Law/Luffy

Zoro/Luffy

Marco/Ace

Kid/Law

Kid/Killer

Franky/Robin

Nami/Vivi

Luffy/Nami

Shanks/Buggy

Shanks/Mihawk

Crocodile/Doflamingo

Sanji/Ace

Zoro/Law

Luffy/Sanji

Zoro/Robin

Guidelines for what is considered a rarepair and what isn't is very loose, so don't worry too much about it if you aren't sure (and again, you can always ask!) If you happen to make something for a more "popular" ship I promise you won't get in trouble. We're just taking out the really obvious ships in order to let the less popular ones get their chance to shine ✨

And as for some of those less popular ships...if you need examples, here's a whole bunch!

Nami/Uta

Usopp/Sanji

Zoro/Nami

Law/Sanji

Shanks/Beckman

Carrot/Pudding

Robin/Hancock

Sabo/Law

Usopp/Zoro

Ace/Law

Reiju/Nami

Corazon/Shanks

Zoro/Kikunojo

Buggy/Crocodile

Sanji/Sabo

Luffy/Usopp

Nami/Koala

Buggy/Corazon

Roger/Garp

Franky/Iceburg

Tashigi/Reiju

Crocodile/Mihawk

Vivi/Rebecca

Luffy/Kid

...And tons more! This list doesn't even include any poly ships, so just use your imagination and go wild ;)

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Man I need some William and Steve reqs I think