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You alone can make my song take flight

It's over now, the music of the night...

Made these sketches through pain because i've injured my hand at work but i wanted to draw my beautiful wife (old ugly fictional french man) so bad... so nvm

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hello william afton fans

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Two normal engineers working on harmless animatronics, what could possibly go wrong?

A quick little animation I did of my FNAF AU named Funtime occupation, also because I really wanted to test out Adobe after effects.

CAN YOU TELL THIS IS MY FIRST TIME TRYING ADOBE AE?? I’m still a little rough on the edges but it’s getting there.? It was both painful and fun experimenting with this program

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mr william aftonussy 🤨

Note: used one of the 'Perfect Blue' scenes as ref!

Unedited 2nd photo:

edit: I FORGOR TO PUT THE BONUS SILLY ME!?

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💜 Romantic Headcanons: William Afton & You/ Everyday Moments with him💜

(Serious, heartfelt moments between you and him—when he lets himself love, even if he doesn’t always know how. The little, unexpected ways he shows his love—whether at work, home, or out in the world with you.)

1. THE WAY HE TOUCHES YOU

William is not naturally soft. He doesn’t have the luxury of tenderness built into him like other men do. His hands are calloused, rough, used to creation and destruction alike—but with you, they hesitate.

He’s the type of man to trace his fingertips over your skin like he’s memorizing you. As if, somehow, if he lets himself feel you enough, he won’t forget what warmth is. His touches are often slow, lingering, reverent. He doesn’t rush.

At night, when the world is quiet, his fingers will find their way to yours. He won’t interlock them immediately. He’ll just let them rest there—the barest contact, an unspoken question. If you take his hand, he won’t let go.

2. HIS LOVE IS SILENT, BUT UNDENIABLE

William is not a man of grand, obvious gestures. He doesn’t say things outright. He won’t sit you down and pour his heart out, no matter how much he feels.

Instead—

Your coffee is made the way you like it before you even wake up.

You get the best seat at Freddy’s whenever you visit.

Your coat is always there, ready, before you even ask for it.

If it’s cold, his hand finds the small of your back, pulling you closer.

If someone looks at you wrong, his silver eyes darken just slightly.

He won’t say, “I love you.” But if you listen, it’s there, in everything he does.

3. HE CAN’T SLEEP UNLESS YOU’RE CLOSE

William doesn’t sleep well. Nightmares, overthinking, restlessness—it all weighs him down. But if you’re beside him? It’s different.

He’ll act like it’s nothing. Like your presence doesn’t affect him. But eventually—

His breathing slows.

His arm finds its way over your waist.

If you shift, he grumbles under his breath and pulls you closer.

His face buries against your shoulder, or the crook of your neck.

The next morning, he’ll act like nothing happened. If you tease him? Expect a scoff, a dismissive wave of the hand. But at night, when the world is dark and quiet, you’re the only thing that lets him rest.

4. HE DOESN’T SAY IT—BUT HE NEEDS YOU

William will act like he’s fine on his own. Like he doesn’t need anything from anyone. But you know better.

If you’re gone for too long, he gets irritable.

If you’re in danger, he reacts immediately. No hesitation.

If you’re upset, he doesn’t ask what’s wrong—he just fixes it.

He memorizes your habits, your moods, your fears.

If you ever pulled away from him, he’d feel it immediately.

He might not admit it. He might not know how to admit it. But in his own way, William is a man who does not know how to let go of what he loves.

5. HE’S NOT USED TO SOFTNESS, BUT HE TRIES

William’s love is full of contradictions.

He acts indifferent, but watches your every move.

He pretends he doesn’t care, but he never forgets a single thing about you.

He isn’t gentle with the world—but with you, he tries.

And maybe that’s what love is, to him. Not something perfect or poetic—but something raw, persistent, and unwilling to fade.

6. "DISTRACTION" AT WORK

William is obsessive when he works. If he’s in his workshop, don’t expect him to look up, eat, sleep, or acknowledge human needs. He gets so absorbed that even Henry struggles to pull him out of it.

But you?

If you call his name, he actually stops.

If you lean over his workspace, he doesn’t immediately shove you away.

If you steal one of his tools just to be annoying, he smirks instead of getting mad.

He might grumble and roll his eyes, but if you linger, he lets you stay. You’ll hear his mumbling thoughts, half-rants about Freddy’s mechanics, ideas that only you get to witness. And if you fall asleep in his workshop? He’ll cover you with his jacket. Won’t say a word about it later, but it’s there.

*(Henry is always in disbelief that William allows this. "How in the hell do you manage to pull him away from work?" He just scoffs and mutters something about “persistence.”)

7. GROCERY STORE MENACE

William hates grocery shopping. But if you’re going, suddenly, it’s not that bad.

He pushes the cart lazily, standing on it like a damn child.

He sneaks random expensive things into it just to see if you’ll notice.

He mutters dramatic complaints the entire time. ("I’m a genius engineer, love, and yet I’m reduced to picking out bloody produce.")

If you take too long in an aisle, he disappears—only to return with something ridiculous. ("Look at this absurdly large stuffed bear. We need it.")

But if you’re sick, busy, or exhausted? He goes without complaint. He acts like it’s no big deal, but he remembers everything you like. No list needed.

(The cashier once told you he grumbled about “bloody domesticity” the whole time but still bought all your favorite snacks.)

8. FIXING THINGS AROUND THE HOUSE—WITH ATTITUDE

William is handy. If something’s broken, he refuses to hire anyone.

The sink? Fixed.

The washing machine? Works better than before.

Your favorite necklace? Repaired like new.

But does he do it quietly? Absolutely not.

He’ll make a huge show of it, smirking and teasing you the whole time.

“What would you do without me, eh? House would be in shambles.”

“Ah, my love, you’re lucky to have such a talented man at your service.”

If you roll your eyes, he only gets more obnoxious.

But—if you kiss his cheek and say “thank you”? He shuts up immediately. The tips of his ears go pink. And suddenly, he’s much quieter.

9. UNEXPECTED SOFTNESS DURING STORMY NIGHTS

William pretends he doesn’t mind storms. But you’ve noticed things.

He gets restless when thunder rolls in.

He’ll stay up, staring at the window.

His body is tense, like he’s waiting for something bad to happen.

But if you’re there? If you curl up beside him, even if neither of you speak?

He relaxes.

His breathing evens out.

He lets himself be still.

He won’t admit it, but your presence grounds him. If you fall asleep on him, he’ll keep a hand on your back, rubbing small circles absentmindedly.

And if the storm gets worse? You might just wake up to him holding onto you. Not possessively—but like he’s afraid to let go.

(He’ll deny it in the morning, of course. But you’ll remember.)

10. TAKING RIDICULOUSLY GOOD CARE OF YOU WHEN YOU’RE SICK

William acts like he’s terrible at emotional support. But when you’re sick? That man does not leave your side.

Soup? Made.

Medicine? On time.

Blankets? Piled onto you like a nesting bird.

If you so much as try to get up, he glares. “Back down, love. Doctor’s orders.”

If you whine about being too warm? He sighs dramatically—but adjusts the blankets immediately. If you’re struggling to eat, he sits beside you, tapping his fingers against the bowl. “Come on now, just a little. Humor me.”

(He also absolutely uses this against you when he’s sick, acting like it’s a death sentence.)

11. SECRETLY LOVING WHEN YOU PLAY WITH HIS HAIR

William acts indifferent. But if your fingers card through his hair? If you scratch lightly at his scalp?

He leans into it.

His eyes flutter shut.

His entire body eases, just a little.

He might grumble, “I’m not a bloody housecat,” but he doesn’t stop you. If anything, he positions himself just right so you don’t stop.

(One time, he fell asleep while you were doing this. When he woke up, he was very embarrassed.)

12. WHEN HE THINKS NO ONE IS LOOKING—HE MELTS

In public, William Afton is composed. Sharp. Smug. Always in control. But when he thinks no one is watching?

He lets himself soften.

His eyes linger on you longer.

His fingers brush over yours without thinking.

One night, you caught him just watching you read. His silver eyes were soft, unfocused, utterly content. When he realized you saw him? He cleared his throat and looked away way too fast.

(“Something wrong?” you asked. He scoffed. “Just thinking.”)

But you saw. You always see.

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Headcanon: William Afton & His Love for Handwritten Notes

🐰 William’s Affinity for the Old-Fashioned

William Afton has never been one to follow the crowd. In an age where most people use phones, computers, or quick verbal exchanges, he prefers something more deliberate. He enjoys the tangible weight of paper, the scratch of ink against the surface, the intimacy of something handwritten.

It's not just about romance—it’s about control, secrecy, and a certain quiet charm that only he understands.

🐰 Why He Does It:

It’s personal. A handwritten note requires effort—it isn’t just a fleeting text that can be deleted.

It’s timeless. He appreciates the classic, deliberate nature of it. A letter is something you have to sit down to read, something that lingers.

It’s private. No digital trace, no risk of intercepted emails or phone records. Just ink and paper.

It’s a habit. He used to do it with Roselle—love letters, cryptic messages, even petty complaints folded neatly into a note. Maybe that’s why he still does it.

🐰 What the Notes Contain

1. The Romantic Ones (Rare, But Lethal When They Appear)

William doesn’t write flowery, over-the-top poetry. No, his style is sharp, teasing, intimate.

A single line, folded neatly, slipped into your drawer: “Have you always looked this lovely when you concentrate, or am I only just now noticing?”

A deliberate challenge scrawled in elegant cursive: “Do you fluster this easily for everyone, or is it just me?”

A note tucked under your cup of coffee: “Sweetheart, I do hope you know I’m watching you from across the room. Do look up.” (You do. And there he is—smirking, tapping his fingers against the desk as if he knows exactly what that note is doing to you.)

2. The Cryptic Ones (For Secrets Only the Two of You Know)

Sometimes, his notes are coded. A small, folded paper left in your drawer with just a symbol or a number.

The two of you have developed a system over time. Maybe it started as a joke—a simple cipher—but now it’s a habit.

A scribbled time and location for a private meeting.

A single letter that only you understand: "R."

A note that simply says: “Check under the desk. You’re welcome.” (You find a small, hidden package—something you were missing, something he knew you needed before you even said a word.)

3. The Annoyingly Smug Ones (Because, Of Course, He’s William Afton.)

A note left in your coat pocket that simply reads: “Miss me?”

One slipped between paperwork, written in irritatingly beautiful cursive: “Your posture is dreadful, love. Sit up.”

A note placed on your chair before you sit down: “Try not to fall asleep at your desk again, dearest. I can only carry you so many times before it becomes a habit.” (The worst part? You have fallen asleep at your desk before, and you have woken up in the breakroom without remembering how you got there.)

4. The Practical Ones (Because Even in Romance, He’s a Businessman)

A folded note slipped under your wrist, passed to you mid-conversation like some clandestine exchange: “Do not speak. Just nod if you understand.”

A list of materials needed for a project, but with a tiny postscript at the bottom: “And do try not to make a mess of things this time, love.”

A note left next to a pile of blueprints, sharp and to the point: “This is wrong. Fix it. Also, I took your pen. Try to stop me.”

🐰 Your Reactions – And His Enjoyment

The first time you find a note, you assume it’s from someone else. Maybe Henry, maybe a coworker. But then you recognize the handwriting.

The second time, you’re more careful—checking before anyone else can see.

By the fifth or sixth, you don’t even have to look to know it’s from him.

And when you finally confront him about it?

He just smirks and says, “You’re keeping them, aren’t you?”

Damn him. Because he’s right.

🐰 Final Thought: He’s Creating a Paper Trail, But Only for You

William’s notes aren’t just communication—they’re a collection of moments, carefully left behind.

Some you tuck away in a drawer.

Some you keep in your coat pocket.

Some you never find until weeks later—and by then, it’s too late.

He doesn’t ask if you read them. He already knows you do.

William Afton’s Habit of Doodling on Notes

If you think for even a second that William wouldn’t absentmindedly doodle smug little sketches on his notes, you’re sorely mistaken. He doesn’t do it for artistic purposes—no, no, it’s more of a passive, subconscious habit, and sometimes? It’s infuriatingly in character.

🖋 What Does He Doodle?

1. Smug-Ass Grinning Faces

You’ll open a note, expecting something serious, only to be greeted by a stupid little grinning face at the bottom of the page.

The worst part? It’s not even a normal smiley face. It’s got sharp, exaggerated teeth, sometimes with two tiny dots for eerie, empty eyes.

Occasionally, it’s accompanied by the words: “That’s me, by the way.” (As if you couldn’t already tell, the bastard.)

2. Tiny, Scribbled Rabbits

Oh, this one is a favorite. Little rabbit heads, sometimes just the ears, sometimes full-body sketches.

Some of them look eerily cute, while others? Kind of unsettling.

Occasionally, he’ll draw Springbonnie—not detailed, just enough to recognize. Maybe even with an exaggerated bowtie.

Bonus? Sometimes, he’ll write a single word underneath: “You.” (Does that mean he thinks you’re like Springbonnie? Or is it just a weird inside joke? Who knows? You certainly don’t.)

3. Random Hand Gestures or Pointing Fingers

A tiny, drawn hand pointing at something on the paper.

It’s often used sarcastically, directing your attention to something he finds especially important (or stupid).

Example: If he’s correcting your work, he’ll draw a mocking little hand pointing at the mistake with a judgmental little caption.

“And what, pray tell, is this supposed to be?”

4. Unnecessary, Dramatic Underlining (With Flair)

Not a doodle, but he has a habit of aggressively underlining words, sometimes in a jagged, chaotic way.

If he’s emphasizing a single word, he might draw a dramatic swirl around it.

Sometimes? He’ll underline something and then draw a tiny little skull next to it.

Or worse: a tiny gravestone. Just to be a menace.

5. Full-On, Pointless Miniature Comics (When He’s Really Bored)

You found a note slipped under your office door. It’s folded carefully, which means it must be important.

You open it.

It is not important.

It is a stupid, two-panel comic of a stick figure (probably you) reacting to something ridiculous (probably him).

Sometimes? The stick figure just has a speech bubble with “???” written in it.

And if you confront him?

“Ah, you found my masterpiece.”

You: “This is not a masterpiece, William.”

Him: “You say that, but you kept it.”

🖋 Does He Acknowledge This Habit?

If you bring it up, he’ll act like he has no idea what you’re talking about.

“What doodles? I don’t do that.” (Bold-faced lie.)

If you push?

“Oh. You mean those? I suppose my hand just moves on its own. Shame, really.” (Smirking. Infuriating.)

But the moment you call one of his dumb sketches cute?

He’ll just pause for a second. And then?

“…Cute, is it? Hm.” (Now he’s definitely going to do it more.)

🖋 Final Thought, again: It’s a Signature, Whether He Admits It or Not

William’s notes wouldn’t be his without these stupid little details. You might roll your eyes, sigh, or even groan when you see another ridiculous doodle—but you never throw them away.

And that? That’s exactly why he keeps doing it.

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If you’ve never been all that disobedient before, you can and should start really, really small. For example, you can wear the slightly revealing or gloriously trashy-looking garment that makes your mom roll her eyes and sigh despondently every time she sees you put it on. You will feel judged and disapproved of when you put it on, but that is fine. Your goal is to sit with the uncomfortable feelings and continue with your desired behavior anyway.  Saunter down the steps in that highlighter-yellow Garfield crop top with your chest hair flowing over the neckline, and harness as much courage as you can muster. It’s okay if you feel like a beacon of sin. Just keep it moving. Your emotions are not the target here. Your behavior is. You can feel however you are feeling in the moment so long as you keep acting like you’re free.  Do you have a favorite TV show that a partner or roommate vocally hates? Try watching that show around them without apologizing or defensively joining them in mocking the program. At first, you probably won’t be able to enjoy the show while in their presence. You’ll feel self-conscious about everything they find annoying or cringe-inducing about the show, and so focused on their reactions that you can’t relax. That’s okay. Allow those feelings of embarrassment and guilt to exist and pass through you without giving up. In time, you will be able to ignore these reactions more, and enjoy the activity.  You want to see the needle of discomfort moving down just a little, like Link’s body temperature meter in Tears of the Kingdom when he puts on a breathable outfit in a hot climate. You’re not gonna go from roiling hot to frosty cold in an instant. But after a certain point, you won’t be actively in pain anymore. Things are just gonna slowly suck less, bit by bit, until they are finally okay. That’s true of most major life adjustments, I find.  Probably the best way to develop self-advocacy skills while growing in your distress tolerance is simply by telling other people no. Do this without explanation or hedging. Nitpicky aunt wants to hear all about your dating life? “No, I don’t want to talk about that.” Unreliable ex-friend wants you to do them the tiny favor of moving their entire home gymnasium into a new third story walk-up? “No, I’m not available.” Manipulative shift supervisor wants to cajole you into sticking around for another three hours to close? “No.”  As many advice columnists smarter than me have already intoned, “no” is a complete sentence. “No” requires no explanation. “No” is not subject to debate. “No” can be repeated over and over like a broken record if a disrespectful person acts like they can’t hear it. And you can walk away at any time to make your “no” physical and impossible to argue with, when someone has proven they don’t respect your boundaries. 

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If a character is wearing a mask, the moment of revelation where they take it off and show what they look like underneath - no matter what that is - is always sexy. This is because masks operate on lingerie principals. Teasing and revealing, Phantom of the Opera, etc.

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Dc tbh creatures

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Celebrating my local theatre's recent production of Sweeney Todd! I absolutely loved all the performances, and especially the aniline dye inspired production design. Happy final weekend to the cast and crew!

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this is stupid

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If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.

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i mean this from the bottom of my heart: no one is impressed by your loud ass car. actually we talked about it and we all want you dead.

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Me defending my favourite fictional character: he's not even that bad (meanwhile he has a literal torture chamber in his house and drops chandelier on people)

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there's a kind of person called a "bad person" and if we just kill all of those guys everything will be great

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Knowledge is empowering

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Good description! Say it louder for the idiots in the back!