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Personagens disponíveis para compra! - Faço feral, furry, monstros, equinos, tudo que gira em torno de animalesco. - Todos designs feitos por mim. - Se tiver dúvidas, me chame no meu instagram: @straw_kid_ Acesse o doc para ve-los! https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1z2riqlI6pFZQaVLcJd3w5GLno4fKIsDcda9U3Ph2elA/edit#slide=id.p

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Characters available to buy! - I do feral, furry, monsters, creatures, etc... - paypal only - every drawing and base was made by me! - If interested, you can call me on my Instagram: @straw_kid_ Access this document to see them! https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1Pi8WREuUlDZ6yDGe6TVlJEJSrpsBYR5AagNXI-ERPRY/edit#slide=id.g1ed7585b802_0_167

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I may be gay af for Vanessa but hear me out-

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Im just feeling a certain way rn

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Just going to tell you that omg u writing it's so good!!! I love ur blog dawng, i hope see more Diego here sjshsh 😭😭‼️💞 Hope u doing well wherever u are!

omggg i am soo sorry i didn't see your message, but I am fine and feeling soo much better with your words <3 Soon we will have more Diego! Now let me ask you, do you have something on your mind that you wish that I could write????? Hope ur doing well wherever you are as well! <33333

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Jotaro Kujo Has A Vulture Culture Crush

JJBA Headcanon

Hello everybody! This is a very specific headcanon, I’ve been daydreaming sooo much about this latelly... it’s for the Vulture Culture comunity. What is this? Is an online subculture and form of hobbyist taxidermy based on the collection and preservation of animal remains. It takes its name from the practice of working with animals that have died of natural causes, as opposed to hunting or trapping.

The first interaction you had was probably in an environment like college, academic work, something where you both had a common knowledge and curiosity. You two frequented the library, cafeteria, college commons, but he had never seen you, otherwise you had already noticed him. First thing you thought "wow what a tall guy". Jotaro was always reading something or discussing deep ideas regarding studies, he really was an expert when he spoke.

In fact, there wasn't an interaction when you first saw each other. The first to notice something was Jotaro, something had caught his attention. You talked about a small collection in your house, a hobby that you loved very much and what was in your collection had piqued his curiosity. Jotaro leaned against the wall as if he were thinking about something else, but he was listening to you.

You didn't talk so much about, brief information. Kujo kept that to himself. After a few days, almost a week, he had discreetly asked a classmate for your name. As time went on, he would look for you very discreetly, try to find a chance to talk to you, but oh, Jotaro didn't have such good social skills when that attitude came from him, not that he felt insecure, but always overthinking what would be the most appropriate time.

One day when you least expected it, mutual friends of yours joined you in conversation, a group of people just walking away from class together. it was around eleven at night when you were leaving college to go home.

You took the last bus of the night and Jotaro was with you the whole time, he didn't seem to have anything to do with you, it wasn't common to see him at that time at the bus stop, maybe it was an unusual day in Jotaro's routine. You decide to break the ice and turn around to talk to him, when you do that, he was already looking at you.

You blush.

“Hey, I saw you in the group before” He says. “I’m Jotaro Kujo.” Extends a hand to shake you.

You introduce yourself. Shakes his hand.

He smiles very imperceptible. Gentle lips.

For someone who always had a closed expression, brought up several subjects, that time your waiting for the bus wasn't so dark and lonely. After that day, you had more interaction. Kujo had a crush on you, although he wanted to know more and more about you, he wasn't someone in a hurry, quite the opposite, he wanted things to take as long as they needed to.

He always tried to spend a little time with you when he could fit it into the week, Jotaro is someone very studious and focused on his research, but nothing that would get in his way when it came to you. The crush ceased to be just a crush, as the days went by, he really started to like you.

Reasons? Well, you are smart, master the subjects you like. You know a lot and surprise not only those around you, but Jotaro, he liked to feel proud of liking you. Knows how to be kind, he likes your simple nature in acting with affection for things, for animals, people, environment. He was someone more reserved, having those social skills cost him a little more energy, but for you, it was so yours.

He admires you.

To you, he wasn't very expressive, but you could tell he always had something for you. He liked to talk with you, at the end of some conversations he would hand you some book, research, something that would really interest you, Jotaro encouraged you to study a lot, even if he didn't have the look, he was a biology nerd.

(You noticed that your grades went up a bit after you started dating him...)

Kujo knew about your taste for animal skeletons, he was indifferent, he had the basic knowledge of species identification, but he wanted to please you, he wanted to show you that he was also part of your world. One day, he walks up to you, looks thoughtful and coughs dryly before saying something...

"I've been thinking, I'd like you to come with me for a walk on the beach." didn't mean to sound too weird. "Classes are usually full and I'm busy to have that time for our conversations." It wasn’t true. "Of course, if that’s what you want to go, I know you have your own things too." The deep tone of his voice sounded very respectful.

Obviously you said yes.

It was late afternoon, it was around five o'clock, oh how nervous you were, you put on your best clothes and fixed your hair, you were where you were scheduled to meet, you looked from one side to the other, and turning your corner, the man in a white coat appears. Wow what anxiety, but it was a good wrap to feel, you didn't know what to expect from an encounter with someone as silent and full minded as Jotaro. He smiled at you when you got close. "Shaw we go?" and thereupon he led the way to the shore. Empty and with a colder wind than the weather forecast said. Jotaro's shoes sank together with his in the soft sand, leaving the trail of his steps. The subject was flowing when you see a carcass in the distance, you widen your eyes, what could it be? The two of you get closer and you're excited but regretting to yourself that you didn't prepare for a situation, but who knew this would be bone hunting in the middle of a date? You convince yourself to just admire the animal's skull on the beach and leave it behind.

That's when Jotaro took gloves and a bag from inside his coat. "It seems to be some kind of seal that died a long time ago" he handed you the gloves. "Here, I don't think it pose any biological risk to us, but you look very good in those clothes, I don't want you to get dirty" and collects the seal's skull. You say "I believe it's a sea lion, a little young" and as you walked, corals, turtle shells, unrecognizable pieces of bone, even shark jaws, you collected and recorded what species you found, Kujo seemed happy in the search. He didn't show a great desire to acquire them like you did, but at the same time, showed the delight of being able to see these things up close, with you...

Sometimes you saw Jotaro magically take beautiful shells and animal teeth out of his hands, and sometimes extremely wet bones, where did he take them from? You hadn't seen him approach the water. Sometimes you watched discreetly as he did that and he seemed to catch things that didn't make sense, like a crab that appeared in his palm and pinched it, you heard a "shit!" out between his lips.

(You don't know about Stands, so Jotaro just accompanied you and Star Platinum walked around collecting the objects and delivering them to the Stand user's hand discreetly, but he didn't always take what was expected.)

That's when you looked between the weak waters of the tide and a perfect starfish. Jotaro's shadow covers you seeing what you had found, he opens his eyes in surprise and you hand it to him. "That's yours" you hand the starfish, he looks "Yare, yare..." he adjusts his hat and picks up the starfish.

He really liked the skeleton

At the end of the meeting, the bag made a rattling sound from the many bones you collected, wow, every creature of marine life was inside the bag and it was while you were talking that Jotaro revealed that this was a beach open only for research and material collection , there were no bathers or litter, just what nature left behind.

on Kujo's desk... a bone-pale starfish gleamed against the moonlight that night.

[straw-kid]

As He Falls In Love With You...  - Diego Brando Oneshot. 

JJBA Steel Ball Run Headcanon

It was at the Steel Ball Run race when Diego laid his eyes on you. When he rode next to you, he would stare at you with a sullen expression. He always passed you at Silver Bullet, leaving you with dust on your lips, what a annoying guy. He always seemed to want to show himself to you.

Full of himself.

Diego was very unsociable. He didn't talk to anyone, he just scowled at the Steel Ball Run members. He never smile.

For Diego, feeling some curiosity in wanting to know who you were was something that messed with his ego. Why would he want to know who you were?

Pfff you are pathetic! 

But damn, to watch you hold the bridle of your horse with a strong expression, with a desire to win the race, oh my... what good looking...

It was on an extremely hot day that you can't keep up with the race, your horse is tired, sweaty from ears to hooves. It would be fair to stop and rest. Uuuh what a terrible day. You tethered your horse and left it under one of the few shades that held a horse. You, on the other hand, almost sunbathing. Sweat ran down his forehead. Would you be able to continue this race alone?

You take the canteen, empty. Ah, bad luck.

That's when you hear a distant gallop getting louder and louder. It is then that you recognize who is there. Diego.

You give a heavy, dry sigh. "What is this guy doing here?" you think with yourself.

That superior expression washed over you and all you did was look away. Diego didn't say anything, he never speaks, and it's in that moment of intense silence brought by him, that you notice, he was a strong figure, an aura of power, it was as if he controlled the sound around him, for a moment not even Silver Bullet's hooves echoed.

Diego approached. "you look awful" took a canteen from his things. "here, drink it" it was the first time you heard his voice. it was more serious than you expected to hear.

You divide the water by filling your canteen with Diego's water. "ah ah ah, I need it more than you. It's not because I'm being nice to you that you might take advantage of me." He take his canteel back. 

"tsc" You make a mean face. "Don't look at me like that, if I didn't share it with you, you wouldn't make it past today".

Diego was bold in his words, a bit full of himself. In addition to the canteen, he offered a few snacks for your horse.

After that moment, everything seemed to be over, that diego only showed a mere pity for you and continued the race alone, but it was not what you expected. Diego then makes you a proposal. "You look like you're carrying a lot of junk on your horse. I wouldn't do that with my Silver Bullet if I wanted to win.... However, the path ahead will get colder. We're going up some hills."

Indeed, you carried a lot of junk. But as the Steel Ball Run courses were, it was definitely important that you were prepared. It was impressive the fact that Diego carried almost nothing in Silver Bullet, it made sense that he ran like the wind, he was light as the wind.

Without delay, Diego got right to the point. "I would need support during this route, as you can see I also don't have so much water because we share it. So let's make a deal, I'll take you on the safest and fastest route of this race and you give me shelter with firewood.”

It was a fair deal. you wanted to win and you weren't in the best of conditions to continue, Diego knew different paths but he wasn't going to be able to continue for that long.

"Sure" you say shaking Diego's hand and at that, he opens a naughty smile. And because of the newness on Diego's face, you not only noticed the perky lips, but what preceded his face. Diego have hazel eyes, how big and full of life they were.Diego had a harmonious face when he wasn't with a grumpy look. You felt something.

You found out that day, Diego was a pretty boy. 

Riding with Diego was like riding alone. He didn't talk to you, very silent, he just warned you about something far down the road, it was like he smelled the dangers and you had no idea how he was so good at it (his stand but you just don't know about this OR even know that this exists!)

Resting in makeshift camps with him was awkward at first.He was bossy, told you what to get and what he needed, criticized the way you arranged things, but as time went by, you got used to his way, and also, he stopped bossing you around.

Diego's company was pleasant even though he was someone in a bad mood.

Diego would never tell you this, but since he decided to give in his ego, to have you for company, it was comforting. 

There were nights when you shivered with cold, and he stoked the fire instantly. There were days when you hadn't eaten enough and Diego would say "I don't need all of this, if you don't want it I'll throw it away". You have been noticing these subtle gentle behaviors. He didn't know how to be kind.

As the journeys passed, he became more sociable with you. Having said that, he started talking more. You had kept the following information with you: a big fan of coffee, he liked the strong taste that comforted with the heat. He enjoyed the company of animals more than that of people. Too much noise disturbed him to think and sleep.

Although Diego became more talkative, he didn't bring up many facts about himself and you were more interested in that, but it seemed like asking him that was too much. Without having the facts spoken aloud, those being watched spoke much more about him.

Diego likes to eat, even if it's a goo or a delicacy from an expensive restaurant, he'll eat, no matter how much he complains, any food seems to please him. He is very fond of family, from the little he tells about his tragic childhood, he always speaks highly of his beloved mother, he seems to like the idea of ​​being surrounded by people he likes, or dreams of. In moments where you catch him off guard, he's looking at you, but he doesn't turn away when that happens.

Normally you turn, it's embarrassing!

Diego is always looking after you. But it is no longer like someone who is angry about something, however, relaxed eyes, Diego has a calm look for you, and only for you.

You  guys didn't break up after the deal, you're an unbeatable duo. You like being together. Sometimes Diego passes by you and always touches your shoulders and very rarely, touches your waist, but when you do that to him, he tends to dodge his back, you never understand.

Yeah, Diego touches you sometimes, rubs your back when cold, touches your arm when want attention, touches your hand when need to make a quick move. But don't try to do that to him, he will give you a grumpy look.

There was only one moment when the touching was more intense than the casual ones. The race was intense and Diego had hurt his forehead. you had demanded that he let you help him, he was proud, he wouldn't even let him pay triple the prize of the race. With that said, you left him in agony on the floor overnight. In the middle of the night, you woke up, with a bad feeling. Diego was lying down badly, he had a fever. He was weakened, it would not be possible to continue like this.You took his head and placed it in your lap, so you could handle his face well, clean the wound properly, and help with his fever. Your icy fingers touched Diego's hot forehead, who contracted his eyebrow in disdain, he knew it was you with him. You ignored his expression. You took his hair off his forehead, tucking it behind his ear, wiped the damp, warm cloth on his forehead.

Without realizing it, you massage your blond hair with one hand. Angel hair, fine and light, it glistened in the firelight.

Even though it was no longer necessary, you didn't remove the cloth or hands from Diego's face anymore and he had nothing but the expression of tranquility on his face.You slide your fingers across his features. Dry, plump lips, thickly wired brows, strong jawline. 

What a man to be in your lap right now, right?

Suddenly, you feel a hand touch your back, slide gently to your waist and meet your hand, Diego took your hand, waking you up from your trance. He looks you deep in the eyes and places a kiss on the back of your hand. "Thanks Y/N, you sure are sweet". He smiles. 

You are simply on fire from the heat you felt.

That never happened between you again, Diego was someone too closed for any interaction that required a lot of personal space.

Even if you didn't know about the existence of stands, Diego always used it to protect you, sensing danger for miles around and smelling fruit or animals to hunt, however he would never tell you or show you, maybe that would spoil something, maybe it would make you think he was a scary monster.

Diego is like that, he only demonstrates from afar without being direct.

[straw-kid]

Gyro my man is a womanizer, but he loves ME

"why do you like this character? they're grumpy and mean" uh well they'd be nice to me because i'm delightful so

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JJBA Johnny Joestar Random Headcanon:

He is a soft boy. What does that mean? Thin hair that is so soft it doesn't get tangled in your fingers, it just won’t. Soft skin, it's like touching a baby.

After the acident, Johnny started to get few anxieties symptoms, with that said: his hands are always sweating and unconsciously hold his breath. Rarely has a racing heart.

Joestar has a thing for small animals. Johnny loves rats as we all know, the reason is that he thinks they are intelligent animals in an extremely delicate way. The way their little paws hold objects and their soft bodies, this is what make Johnny fall in love with these animals.

He likes dogs but when they are too big he gets a lil scared (pointy teeth).

Johnny's injury took away his feeling for touch and temperature from the waist down, which made him sometimes only cover his torso when it’s cold, but as he used Spin, little by little the sensitivity came back. How did this happen? Sleeping in a desert full of mosquitoes without applying repellent on your legs brought consequences.

Johnny really likes the unicorn image, but he keeps that to himself because it’s a “girly thing”.

Slow Dancer is pretty much moody, so time to time Johnny flicks her snout so she doesn't bite him. She also has the habit of biting the bridle to get it out.

Slow Dancer doesn’t like Gyro. 

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No because this is a Gyro and Johnny matching cups

[straw-kid]

Yes.

self-ship is literally so fun, like hi here is a little blog dedicated to feeling nothing but loving and wholesome and cute cute cute feelings for my sweet pal my li'l angel baby love of my life who gets me through the day who happens to be a fictional character that I get to create headcanons for for as long as I live

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So I've been reading too much headcanons and fanfiction and I had to make a playlist.

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FNaF Headcanon

♡ First Time With Springtrap ♡

Warning: +18 necrophilia

minors do not interact please.

😳

You and Springtrap are in your room. As usual, he was on the edge of your bed. He hav’been at your house for a while, you knew what it was like to get along with each other, the routine customs, but you two rarely slept together.

the first time you two slept together, He was pretty shy. He can’t move very well because of the springlocks, so he settles in bed awkwardly, letting a long and relaxed sigh out of his mouth. 

You giggled.

Hi mechanical body was heavy, you can feel the mattress drastically sink in on your side. You slid a little closer to Springtrap, which gaze you.

You blush. 

“I’m s-sorry...” You say shy and turning back to your space in bed.

You feel the heavy arm leaning against you, as if want you to snuggle, something like a one-armed hug.

His eyes are saying something.

Your heart beats fast.

You approach and hug his torso.

You feel the sticky texture of the suit. You take a deep breath, just to feel his deadly fragrance that you love so much. The strong odor is comforting, acidic and putrid, you want to keep that smell in your memory, you will never want to wash the sheets again. You feel the cold, mechanical fingers touch your back, his palm was gigantic, covered most of your back, his touch was gentle, barely touching you with the fingertips. You snuggled into Springtrap's chest, you can feel the cold mucus sticking to your face, everything that was his was yours and you loved what you got of it.

You two had the best sleep in your lives.

bUT we are talking about sex so yeah.

okaaaayy let’s go.

When you felt secure and confortable about beeing this close to him, you gave him a deep kiss in his teeth (he can’t actually kiss you know) and asked him if he wanted. 

He laid you on the bed in a comforting way, you started to undress just like him.

He can’t also take his clothes as well and you know why, so this is as close to naked as you'll see Springtrap:

He approach his body closer to yours, you are excited for it and welcomes you with open arms. It's your first time with him, but you're prepared.

Well he doesn’t have a wiener because, you know he is dead as fuck and the springlocks already crashed those eggs, BUT let’s make an exception. 

He approaches you with affection. The weight of his fists on the mattress is remarkable, he is right above you. Your bodies touch, until... you feel something protruding.

You feel a wave of heat go through your whole body, your heart throbs cold. You touch William's face and he presses his lips to your warm neck, he was icy, a shiver runs through your body. He seems to deposit something like a kiss on your skin. You feel something wet, between your legs? on your neck? who knows... before you knew it, the tongue of your favorite rabbit caressed you with movements that went up and down, he was tasting you, desiring you, loving you.

You put your arms around William's neck and that's when he knew you were ready. He touched your torso and gripped you tight. Without much effort, he sat on the edge of the bed, placed you sitting on his lap, Pressing you close to his cock. It was up, not hard enough to be indeed hard like a rock, that old dead body no longer has the same fluidity of blood, but who cares? There it is your leg-opener. 

Hesitant, but with a great desire, you pull down the springlocks suit, exposing the cock that is on his slim hips, you practically salivate when you put your eyes on. William was almost 7 inches, he was large, a piece of meat, the veins that burst from the blood all over the spring-dick. it was purple and pretty much wet, oh lord, so much wet. There were fluids oozing, thick, gooey fluids, dear god you are shivering.

These fluids are not cum. 

Springtrap is literally a sexual disease why do you want to sit on that putrid dick.

💀

You sit up, god it's wet and icy, you shiver and blush so damn hard, William squeezes your flesh and starts to put you on a ride. The bed wasn't the only thing that creaked, the springs creaked as you sit up and shake your hips. He hits you right in the spot, you bounce slowly as the springlocks can pop against you and he doesn’t want to hurt you.

William pant a lot, the one who seemed dead a long time ago now lights up to life. You swear you felt something beat in his chest.

You fucked at that pace for at least 20 minutes. You expected William to last much longer, but you understand that reality doesn't last a movie and that your yellow rabbit was rusty, but so what? Neither of you knew who reached the apex first. It was all wet and fragrant, the room smelled of sex. You were tired and Afton looked the same.

Before you move, William hugs you, presses his forehead against yours. 

That night was unforgetabble. 

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Pride headcannons for the stardust crusgayders! (+Dio)🏳️‍🌈✨

(Part 1 ☆ Part 2 ☆ Part 3 ☆ Part 4)

(Stickers available here!)

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FNaF Headcanon

♡ Date In A Restaurant ♡

You guys don't go out because he is an outlaw for over 30 years that would be so EASILY to recognize him and a dead ass man that the morgue might be fucking crazy to put their hands on him.

Let's be real, it would be pretty hard to have a normal couple life with him, bUT let's have an exeption.

You and your beloved William decide to go for a romantic night, something out of the ordinary, you two went to a fancy restaurant.

You  guys haven't been to any fast food, pizzerias are the last place William would want to go and eat, he's tired of cheese and pepperoni.

At the fancy restaurant, you order Italian pasta accompanied by a nice wine. It's a special night, it's a special dinner. When the waiter brought your food, he was slightly scared by your company, poured the wine into the glass with trembling arms and saying that whatever you and your beloved needed, didn't hesitate to call.

You thank. You turn your attention to your beloved rotten rabbit, hold his hand and smile passionately at him. You are in love.

William looks happy too, he can't keep that wide grin with crooked teeth off his face.

You look around, people close to your table, cover their noses and make a disgusted face.

“Manager how am i going to eat with an odor like that? He stinks!” You heard. 

“He is a costumer just like you sir, please be respectful.” He doesn’t seem to know what to do.

With that said, bon appetit!

You smile and start to eat. William on the other hand has his difficulties, he holds the cutlery very cautiously, but it seems so erratic every effort he makes, his fingers are too giant to hold the knife and fork properly. He tries several times but it doesn't work, the pasta was already starting to get cold and you were almost finishing your food.

The last try was when he was trying so hard to get the pasta against the plate, that it broke. The silence was loud...

“Oh William, are you okay?” You look at him.

He looks embarrassed, but the people around him go back to eating with all the noise when he looks at them.

He seems to think a lot before doing anything, He raises his hand and takes the Italian pasta with his fingers and starts eating it with his hands.

The noodles falls all over the jaw, he eats stupidly. Even the shards of the broken plate were ingested. There's sauce between the springlocks, they creak a gooey noise. His mouth is red from the sauce and full of pasta, he looks like a cannibal with guts and blood on his teeth. Wow, how scary and sexy...

You blush.

He finished eating everything, wiped his mouth, running his arm through the teeth of the rabbit suit to get the rest of the food out. The waiter reaches William a napkin to clean himself, but nothing has changed, it was soaked.

William looked at you, seemed satisfied with his dinner, breathing a long, peaceful sigh. He looks at the waiter and the wine. This time, he picks it up with both hands (soiled with sauce and pasta) and gently and carefully picks up the cup. He lifts the glass to his lips inside the yellow rabbit suit, but his fingers aren't quite fixed, the wine spills onto his chest.

You hear a noise.

The springlocks in his chest pops. 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH” That’s your beloved William screaming, it might have pop in a nipple, or something like that to scream that loud. 

The people around your table seemed frighted.

When his drink was over, he made the sign asking for the bill, he was ready to go home.

It was a perfect night. 

[straw-kid]

FNaF Headcanon

♡ His Real Identity ♡

It’s been around five days since Springtrap and you started to live together.

in fact something that was missing between you was conversation. Sprintrap can’t speak, something that resembles a voice box, it’s totally damaged, and his windpipe is only for breathing, there are no more useful vocal cords in his body.

Today you woke up early, it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, you were tired, you hadn't slept so well, but that didn't take the smile off your face when you saw Springtrap in the kitchen, he was always there when you woke up.

You sat at the table, made yourself some coffee, and your beloved rabbit walked slowly to sat with you. Springtrap picked up a phone book near you. It's been a long time since you used one of those, it wasn't usable anymore, it was just a bunch of paper.

In the other hand, he holds a pen. His hands were huge compared to the pen, he couldn't hold it in a way that his fingers could move it, he rocks a little off balance in the chair.

He gives you a deep gaze. 

"He has something to say" You think with yourself.

You stare back, he seem to have a distant thought, was he going to write in the phone book?

He looked down and started writing. He held very awkwardly, Springtrap no longer had mobility in his fingers, he was not skilled at writing. He was squeezing the pen, scribbling a little aggressively, nothing looked readable and that started to piss him off.

One sheet... two sheets... he ripped out the pages that had lines and shapes that didn't look like letters.

You look at him.

“Springtrap, dear” You catch his attention. 

“Try this.” You pass him your phone.

He takes a deep breath and holds your phone gently. 

Springtrap stared at the cell phone light for a while and then started typing, the next moment he grips the cell phone with some anger, the screen cracked in the corner due to force, you take the cell back quickly before his mood gets worse. Why did he do it? Well, the touchscreen didn’t recognize his finger as a finger. 

Doesn’t have fingerprints.

You have an idea.

There's a computer near the living room, you decide to turn it on. You quickly opened Word so Springtrap could write on the platform.

You give him space so he could approach the device. He stares at the screen for long seconds, thinking about something and slowly he starts typing on the keyboard. Key by key he sank his fingers in, it took a while for him to finish whatever he was writing. When he finished, you leaned in curiously to take a look, you come across this:

You are surprised. You didn't expect that. You were happy for your lover's attitude, you lean on his torso and say "thank you William". That was an important step for your relationship, communication had never been so important before.

After that you never turned off the computer again, if William wanted to say something he would write to you. However, William was really a person of few words, he doesn't talk much, he is use to be quiet, but he leaves some notes for you to read during the day.

“morning gorgeous”

“you are my little bunny”

“good night my sweet cupcake” 

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FNaF Headcanon

♡ When You Shower With Springtrap ♡

Soooo...

...

You don't shower with him.

He can't touch water because of the springlocks all over his body and can pop it any time.

Here we have things that you will never see Springtrap doing!

Washing his hands:

(It's your hand with his hand)

Taking a relaxing bath with you:

Taking ANY bath:

At the beach:

BUUUUT you are atracted to this stinky thing so you don't mind.

He also don't wash his ass btw.