#[william]

[homefryboy]

I don’t need sleep, I need answers

(commissions open)

[aloysiavirgata]

Dryad universe prompt. William does something telekinetic at school. Maybe on purpose, maybe not.

William launches himself into the car like he’s escaping the paparazzi. “Go go go,” he hisses, raspy, to his mother.

Scully, bewildered, looks back at him. “William, there’s a line! This isn’t an action movie, what’s going on?”

He makes a noise like a dying walrus.

Heather up ahead in a Juicy tracksuit and day-glo safety vest, directing traffic like a fucking Busytown cop with rhinestones across her annoyingly fantastic ass.

She spots Scully and waves like a beauty queen.

Scully smiles back, waggling a few fingers.

“MOOOOMMMMM GOOOOO,” her son wails.

She whips around. “William Samuel Scully, what on earth is wrong with you?”

He slouches, scowls. “I messed up.”

Having been with his father for nearly two decades, she knows “I messed up” can mean anything from “I might have eaten a smidgen of evidence” to “I sort of released a serial murderer of children.”

Something throbs in her temporal lobe. “Tell me.”

“There was…there was this bird,” William says, hiccuppy. Curled against the door.

She knows. She knows before he says it that the bird hit a classroom window during recess and that its delicate flower-stem neck snapped and it fell and fell and fell.

“Oh, honey…” she murmurs, closing her eyes for a beat.

Her boy - her lovely, strange, terrifying, angel of a boy - makes another hiccuppy sound. “Katie handed it to me and she was crying and I didn’t know what to do, Mom, his eyes were so…and and his beak was a little bloody and Katie was crying and even Aiden looked really sad and he’s NEVER sad and I just…”

He sobs a little.

“Oh, sweetheart,” she breathes. “Oh, Will.”

“I pulled the… anyway. I made him alive and his eyes were so bright but everyone was talking and they told the teachers and…”

Her sweet, sweet boy. He never asked for this.

William is gasping, trying to stay in control. “Am I in trouble?”

Scully laughs a little, merging left as Heather waves. “Honey, no. Let me call Daddy, let’s go to The Melting Pot. Let’s eat cheese and chocolate until we’re sick.”

He sniffles, looks up. “You said to nev-“

“Cheese,” she says firmly, blinker on. “Chocolate.”

William smiles from the corner. His beautiful eyes, red-rimmed because he is too good.

“Okay,” he breathes, with a watery smile. “Okay.”

[astrolavas]

hunter watch out don't turn away there's a little misogynist behind you

(based on this meme and this beta hunter design ofc)

[trickycharm]

My headcanon

[dkart]

this game is insane

[cookieruma29]

Not in this timeline

(Art trade with @pixlokita who did this lovely art and I did the coloring

[cathartidae]

rb to let him take nice walk across yr dashboard

[matildemachadoart]

~Lost and Forgotten~

Springtrap has always been my favorite character, and the fixation on him that I had back in 2015 slowly returns

Funny how it was almost 10 years a go but it never truly faded

[luchigeon]

on his day off

[thecollectibles]

Blue by William

[layer-of-slayers]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer as tumblr text posts 27/?

[charlotte-of-wales]

The Prince and Princess of Wales during Trooping the Colour at Buckingham Palace | June 15, 2024

[ilovetempe]

Diana and William in Baldur's gate 3

[i-give-u--art]

[asktheremnantsaskblog]

Aching Mistakes

(I finally got this done good GRIEF that took forever. Anyways, this is the comic the discord peeps decided on! Focuses a bit on Marie and the woman who inspired the Ballora animatronic, Mrs. Afton.)

[natipvrmorire]

William Turner