#Fredbear's Family Diner

[doks-aux]

The Fredbear animatronic was going through its programmed routine when it bit down on Crying Child's head. Who's to say it stopped there? Did it keep moving? Did it turn its head side-to-side, shaking CC's limp body like a rabbit in a hound's jaws? Did it finally open its mouth again and drop his body at his brother's feet? Did William see all of this while shoving his way in slow motion through a panicking crowd?

[balloonboyismyson]

Expectations.

[lepitorus]

only real 80s kids remember

[springscreams]

SPRING BONNIE !!!!!!!

[whosnearr]

"murderer" m. afton

summary: you and michael had one of those sweet and loving high school relationships some could only dream of having. you had met his family and you were close with him and his siblings. his parents liked you too. your relationship was perfect until one seemingly normal afternoon, michael took things too far. you were never really bothered by the fact that michael teased his brother. it was normal brotherly love. you understood because you had siblings of your own. but when you saw evan's nearly lifeless body hanging out of fredbear's mouth. you knew michael had fucked up. any decent human being knew that much.

cw: mentions of body deformity (?), angst, gender neutral reader, mentions of puke (nothing explicit), mentions of blood, bite of 83

word count: 1429

you looked down at evan in front of you. he was clutching his fredbear plush in his arms as he looked up at you. you put your hand on his head and ruffled his hair. "what's up, kid?" you asked in a slightly teasing tone as he swatted your hand from his little head. you would never tell anyone, but evan was definitely your favorite. he was sweet to you and he was a cute kid. michael was just his big, mean older brother.

"will you come to my birthday party?" he asked softly and smiled up at you. he was hopeful. you were the only person he was personally inviting. everyone else had been invited by his parents. most of the other guests were his parent's friends' kids. he really wanted you there. you were kind to him.

you picked him up and put him over your hip. you poked his nose and smiled. "of course i'll be there, little one," you said and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "i wouldn't miss it for the world."

he beamed and wrapped his arms around your neck. it was a sweet moment that you would cherish forever.

you waited for the party to roll around. you knew evan was scared of the animatronics and you had to be there. michael would tease him for it but maybe it was a normal childhood fear. on the day of the party, you came to the afton household before they all went to the diner. you kindly greeted mr. afton and elizabeth before heading upstairs to michael's room.

"heard its the kid's birthday today," you said, leaning up against michael's doorframe. he was putting on his shoes when you walked in. he was sitting on his bed, bent over and tying the laces of his converse.

"yeah, i'm gonna make sure to it'll be memorable for him. one he'll never forget," he said, a sneaky grin on his face.

"don't be too mean to the poor kid. it's his birthday after all. you have to be nice to him," you said, pushing yourself off the door frame. you stood before him, crossing your arms over your chest. "hold back a little, okay?"

"yeah, yeah. whatever," he said and stood up. he agreed absentmindedly. he was too busy thinking about all the terrible things he would do to him. you knew he wasn't really listening but you hoped he at least heard what you said.

after not long, everyone left and headed to the diner. you all piled into mr. afton's car, causing chaos in the backseat as he drove. clara and william sat in the front seat so the four of the kids had to squish together in the backseat. you had evan in your lap since he was the smallest one and you wanted to keep michael from tormenting him throughout the entire drive.

when you got to the diner, you all walked in together. you had been to the diner many times before, whether it was michael taking you there after school or you just going on your own. it was always fun and full of life. you pushed open the doors and looked at everyone sitting at the table and enjoying their pizza or bragging about prizes they had won. a smile danced on your lips as you walked in and headed to the first empty table with everyone. you sat down between michael and evan. you were sitting at the table closest to the animatronics so you could hear their soft singing and catch each detail of their jerky dance moves. you could even hear the animatronic parts clanking inside the fur suits.

you looked around to see everyone looking at evan. "hey birthday boy, everyone's looking at you," you said and nudged his shoulder. "happy birthday."

"thank you," he said with a soft smile as he briefly looked around at everyone. of course, as the owner's son, everyone knew it was his birthday. he looked away from everyone and instead looked up at the animatronics.

"don't be scared of them," you said as you noticed the fear flash in his eyes. "they just sing and dance a little. i'm sure they can sing happy birthday to you too!!"

he shook his head and crawled out of his seat. "no, not yet. thank you," he mumbled, still clutching his fredbear plush to him.

michael looked down at him with the same devilish grin from earlier glued to his face. "yeah don't be a scaredy cat, evan," he said in a demeaning tone as he picked up evan, setting him on his shoulders.

"michael," you warned as you saw tears forming in evan's eyes. he looked anywhere but at fredbear and springbonnie. "that's not even what i said. he's not a scaredy cat. he's just a kid."

"please put me down," he said softly and clutched to michael's head. he was getting too close to fredbear for his liking.

"oh, come on, he's okay!!" he said and glanced over at you. "they won't hurt you, evan!! they're just dumb robots," he lifted up evan closer to fredbears mouth which was slowly opening and closing with its terrible lip-syncing.

"michael!! stop!!" you said and reached out to evan. you glanced over your shoulder for a second to see mr. afton was gone. you looked around frantically not seeming to spot him anywhere. you looked back over to see evan's head nearing fredbears open jaw.

"it's fine," he said as tears streamed down evan's chubby cheeks. he was very clearly not okay.

"its not fine, mikey! he's crying! you're going too far," you grabbed evan's shirt gently, tugging it in a poor attempt to grab him.

"he always cries. he has to get over his fear eventually, right, evan?" he lifted his head up into fredbear's mouth. evan was sobbing hysterically at this point. you heard scattered laughter around the diner. this wasn't funny anymore.

"michael," you said in a stern tone and he looked at you. michael's hands were on evan's sides, holding him in place in fredbear's mouth.

"he's fi-"

CRUNCH!

the smile fell from michael's face and the diner fell silent as the loud sound ripped through the entire diner. you looked at evan to see his movements slow before his arms fell limp to his sides.

"evan?" you and michael said softly in unison. there was no response and evan's sobs came to a sudden halt.

"stop playing, evan," michael said just as blood started trickling down past evans neck and hairline.

your heart was pounding out of your chest and you felt sick. "oh my fucking god," you said under your breath and pushed michael out of your way. before you could even reach out to evan, you were pushed out of the way by mr. afton. michael looked down at his hands to see evan's dark red blood running down his fingers.

william was mumbling under his breath as he pried fredbear's jaw open and pulled evan out. he fell to his knees at the sight of his youngest son's head crushed and deformed for the pressure of the springlocks.

"michael," you said and turned to him.

he was staring at his hands and was utterly still. he couldn't think of anything to say or do. it was a joke. he took it too far. oh god let this be a joke. this had to be his imagination. he had to be having a nightmare. he didn't want this to happen. it was supposed to be harmless fun. evan always cries, how was he supposed to know? he looked up at you, a look of horror on his face. the guilt flooded his entire body as he fell down onto his knees, staring at his hands covered in his brother's blood.

"i told you to stop," you said, it took every muscle in your body to keep the tears in your eyes.

"i didn't know that would happen!!" he finally tore his gaze from his hands. a pleading look in his eye. "i-i didn't think-" he ran his blood-covered hands through his hair and fell down onto the floor. his body curled up in on himself as he felt his stomach churn. he was gonna puke.

"yeah, michael you didnt fucking think," you uttered, venom laced in your tone. "you're a murderer, michael," you said and looked away from him without another word.

you fell down next to mr. afton, leaving michael utterly defeated. he killed evan and now has to live with that forever.

[waffleslashermaster]

The Afton Kids!

[maggie44paint]

I made official album for Frebear's Family Diner! Enjoy original songs performed by our lovely animatronics in the comfort of your own house! No refunds

I rlly enjoyed making this, im sucker for adding small stuff like this into the world of FNAF, can you spot some of the easter eggs i added? ;D

[valmayfly]

The FNAF movie hit me like a train so,,, SpringBonnie

[that-purple-dandelion]

Tw: unreality, eye strain

Guys, has anyone else found these VHS tapes of this kids show? I think it's based off of some wierd chuck e cheese knock off or something. Maybe lost media?

I wanted to design some cartoon versions of them lol Would a small local animatronic pizzeria chain have an animated series? Of course not, but who cares!! Also, I just want to say thank you to everyone who's been liking and reblogging my fnaf stuff!! You are all so awesome!!! Also alt. Version and quick sketch of location of animated series under the cut!

[doks-aux]

Henry was the better roboticist, but William was the better character designer. Henry was coming up with Rock-afire Explosion-esque monstrosities sure to traumatize every child in the greater Harmony area, and Will had to step in like, "Fantastic! But what if they didn't look like the doormen that greet you in Hell?"

Conversely, Henry was forever having to remind William that they were running a diner, not a theater. Summoning every scrap of patience in his soul to explain that Fredbear and Bonnie's performances did not need to have continuity or character arcs while Will clutched the goddamn lore bible he kept for those robots.

Together they made one mostly functioning business owner, but just barely and only some of the time.

[iketatum]

Spinbone!!!

[springlock-suits]

Oooo 🧸 with Golden Freddy?

I like how this type of plushie eye fades into the base color of the plastic, so I made the base color black in order to give the best possible Golden Freddy effect. Gosh thinking of in universe merch is fun

[dinofur]

Old posters that were put up in Fredbear's Family Diner during pride month! Man, Fazbear Ent. was surprisingly progressive!

[starleavess]

fan watch out!!!

[nightmaretherabbitsideblog1]

#3

(June 7th 1973)

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[waffleslashermaster]

Single dads? Any single dads?