#Pre bite of 83

[y0uchang3dm3]

”Smoky Breath and Bleary Eyes.”

Pairing: Michael Afton X Male Reader Tws: Smoking weed, homophobia, and parental abuse. Tropes: Kissing while high, childhood best friends, situationship, sneaking in at night, and homophbic parents on Michael's part. AN: either before bite of 83 or in an au where it didnt happen. either way, you and mike are teens here. link to ao3 You and Michael have had a thing for each other for a while, and both of you are terrible at hiding it so both of you know, but michael is a lot more scared than you are and tries to content himself with what he convinces himself is still friendship. Btw i wrote this while listening to Bad Idea by Girl in Red so i highly suggest you listen to it while reading this

Blue eyes followed my fingers as they danced across the strings, the sound of my voice singing a peaceful lullaby made him feel as if weights were being placed on his eyes.

I gently placed my guitar on it's stand, lighting another joint with one hand and ruffling Michael's auburn curls with the other. My eyes meet his as they try to resist drooping.

We were both higher than a kite, the smoke and smell filling the air in his room. My fingers slipped from his hair, tracing his features like he's made of porcelain.

My thumb lingered on his lip, tracing around a fresh wound. "Where'd you get this one?" I'd asked, frowning, despite the feeling that I already knew.

He placed his rough palms over my hand, wrapping long and slender fingers around mine. "Father," he replied curtly, and I didn't bother asking further.

"I missed you," he said fondly, pressing his lips to my palm.

"I wish you'd kiss me somewhere else" nearly slipped through my teeth, substituted hastily with "I missed you too."

A stupid grin formed on his face as Michael placed more kisses on my hands. Mike knew what he was doing when he placed one on my wrist. He could settle for this but I couldn't.

I'd grabbed his collar, I pressed my lips against his, the cold metal of my piercings sending shivers down his spine.

We weren't supposed to kiss. I knew I had crossed the line when I felt chapped lips and tasted his blood.

I knew we'd regret it, but can you blame me? The way his eyes looked, glazed over and relaxed as he watched my every move. The desperation was evident in his eyes, but I could see fear, shame, and restraint.

I'd never been one for patience, or self control. He could stop himself all he wants, but he couldn't stop me.

Neither of us could get enough, desperation evident in our hasty and sloppy movements, holding onto whatever we could get our hands on.

He was gripping my shirt like he was scared I'd run away, scared I'd leave him with sharp and painful words on my lips.

Instead, all that fell from my lips were promises and praise, wondering how I was so lucky to have him by my side.

His desperation to stay near me was a stark contrast to how harsh he pushed me away when we heard footsteps hit hard against the floor of the hallway outside his room, the hinges screamed as the door slammed open for his father.

He covers the little amount of light pouring in from outside, instead filling the room with a sense of fear.

I could see the sinking feeling on Michael's face, shaking like a leaf.

His voice waivered, trying to ignore the tears forming in his eyes. "I think you should leave," he muttered softly, as if scared he'd draw more attention to himself.

I did as I was told, two pairs of eyes staring holes into me as I softly shut the door behind me.

That was the last time we spoke. I saw him at school the next day, a face full of bruises and a slap mark. He wore a hoodie I let him borrow once, bandages concealed under sleeves. He avoided me every time I tried to talk to him, scared into distancing himself from me.

I don't think he told anyone, god knows what would happen if anyone found out the son of William Afton was kissing boys.

Perhaps people would understand if they saw the way he lay across from me, how relaxed he is when he's in the comfort of my arms, and under my blankets. Maybe once they saw how his braces showed when his lips curled awkwardly, they would see why I have no regrets.

They can say what they want, and do what they "must" but the stars watching our every move will dance together the way I we will.

[seraphshepherd]

Personally this is one of my favorite fnaf designs I have to date. Having no canon name I chose to call him Jacob. Personally I wannt give him his own ask blog or comic because he deserves some love (of course the rest of the fnaf 4 bullies are included)

[side-shuffling-hyperfixations]

D is for "Decorate"

Streamers, glitter, an array of balloons in every cheery color…It was everything a birthday boy could have asked for but Evan only had wide, tear-pricked eyes for the robots looming over the scene like giants. They were going to move as soon as he turned his head away, he just knew—

“Oh, everything looks lovely.” His mother’s warm hand on his shoulder prevented him from startling. “Be sure to thank your father and Uncle Henry for setting this up, darling.”

“…Y-Yes, Mummy.”

If only birthday wishes really came true…He would wish for a party at any other pizzeria.

[abylou]

dw Mike, Baby falling over is the least of your worries cough cough

[ponds-of-ink]

So, according to a new summary of Secret of the Mimic, it looks like we’re just going to be dealing with the aftermath of the Tales’ Mimic story. (Or the games’ retelling of it at least)

Safe to say, William eludes us for another game… Most likely.

[feardrummed]

@bravevolunteer: "Did you smash the mirror in the bathroom?"

lisa frankenstein starters / accepting

Honestly, she doesn't really know why she did it. She couldn't recall any specific thing setting her off to doing that. Just that she'd been angry and overwhelmed, emotions boiling over into rash actions. She's broken things before in a few similar cases, but all of those had been written off as accidents. There wasn't really any understandable way to explain what happened this time.

Still, she tries to play it off when answering her brother's question, lifting her arm to show the bandages scattered along. "Nope, doesn't sound like me at all." It doesn't sound like something any rational or stable person would do, but she hasn't felt particularly rational or stable in a long time. Still, despite her jokes, she doesn't actually look at him. "But, if you had any rules you wanted to break, Dad's probably too pissed already to notice something else."

[metamatronic]

What is William and Michael's relationship like in your AU throughout the story? Like with teenage Michael before and after the bite, and when William is Springtrap?

father-son timeline stuff belowwww

Pre-83: Pretty Standard Father-Son relationship—Mike wanted to be an engineer like him and Will was supportive. Healthy sprinkling of teen angst and rebellion from Mike.

Post-83: Relationship became strained—Will never outright blamed Mike for what happened, but definitely struggled in his grief to fully absolve Mike or to help minimize Mike’s trauma. Mike didn’t tell his dad about his night terrors or his getting haunted by David, as he was afraid his father wouldn’t care or wouldn’t believe him. Will took Mike’s stoicism as a lack of remorse. We loooove miscommunication.

Post-Liz’s Death: Will became singularly focused on solving the MCI and “fixing” the animatronics. Mike tried to be “useful” by helping his father, but William kept him at a distance because he feared losing him too. Michael took it as his father not wanting him around. We loooove miscommunication.

Springlock Incident: Michael—having no clue where William had gone off too and having recently been scooped in an attempt to make his father love him and save his sister—assumed his father had skipped town to avoid the investigation. He villainized his father over the next 30 years believing he’d been abandoned, and worked at the restaurants partly to destroy his father’s work (but mostly to save the dead kids, not that Mike would ever admit to being altruistic) William, meanwhile, has 30 years to reflect on every bad parenting decision he made. Oof.

Fazbear Fright’s: When Mike meets Springtrap, he introduces himself as Eggs to avoid getting clocked by the “former employee” who may know him from the 80s. William, likewise, uses the name Springtrap to avoid getting recognized. The two idiots—being incredibly similar in personality—become very good friends without ever realizing who the other is. It isn’t until the two burn the place down that they come clean and realize who they’d been talking to the whole time.

Post-Fazbear Fright’s: They’re relationship is significantly better, though Michael still sees him more as a friend than a father at times and gets upset when William tries to “parent” him.

[abesetacringe]

pre-bite of 83' jeremike dynamics

[adirashi]

MAJOR FNAF MOVIE SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT. THIS IS YOUR WARNING

Alright. This is my theory on the whole “Afton Family” thing. I think Michael, Abby, and Garrett are all still Afton’s, however, they weren’t raised by William.

In the games, we know that Mrs. Afton isn’t relevant to the lore and is absent in the Afton family’s lives.

This is what lead me to think perhaps they were divorced, but William got custody over the children in the game lore. Meanwhile in the MOVIE, Mrs. Afton won custody.

This is what leads to the fork in the universes between the games and the movie.

Since in the movie, the Afton kids weren’t raised by William, Michael and Garrett never went to Fredbear’s Family Diner or inhaled hallucinogenic gas that made them develop fears of the animatronics. Because of this, there is no ‘bite of 83’ in this universe.

Instead, William, angry that his wife took the kids in the divorce, kidnapped Garrett and killed him (rather than Michael)

We see in the movie that “Steve Raglan” pauses when saying Mike’s name.

“Michael Sch….”

After this, he begins to act strange towards Mike. Why? Because that’s his ex wife’s name. That’s when William made the realization that the person in front of him was his son whom he lost custody of and later murdered his brother.

So now to address some questions about this theory:

“But what about the parents?”

The parents that we see in the flashback are likely Mike and Garret’s mom, as well as their step dad.

This would mean that Mike and Abby are likely step-siblings since Abby wasn’t alive pre-divorce (unless their mom was already carrying Abby from her previous relationship with William by the time Garrett disappeared.)

“What about Vanessa?”

Honestly? I’m not sure.

A: She has a different mom and was raised by Afton after the divorce

B: Afton got custody of her, meanwhile in the game timeline, Mrs. Afton/Schmidt got custody instead

C: She just wasn’t born in the game timeline until much later (23 years before Help Wanted.)

I really hope this makes sense bc Im just rambling rn😭I’m also sick and barely coherent so I might rewrite this later so it’s actually comprehensible

TLDR: The FNAF movie lore is similar to the game lore, however, in the game lore, William gets custody of the kids. In the movie lore, Mrs. Afton/Schmidt gets custody of the kids, preventing the Bite of 83, and leading William to kidnap and murder Garrett instead.

[y0uchang3dm3]

Runs in The Family.

1316 wc Michael Afton Fanfic ><!! Short playlist and link to ao3 Tws: Domestic abuse, murder/death, and mentions of religion and blood

Michael came into the world screaming, preparing him for how his life would be. He was put in the arms of his father, who saw the child as a nuisance and only something to appease his parents — and much less as his son. 

Once his mother had recovered, he was passed to her, a loving presence he'd grow to know.

Michael's childhood was filled with hiding from his father's fury. He became familiar with the carpet under his bed and staring at the carvings on his wooden door, wondering when his father would find him. 

When his father was away, his mother would tend to his wounds. Michael once asked why his father hated him, and why she never helped. She simply smiled, saying it’s not her place. Despite that, he loved his mother more than anyone else. She gave him comfort when no one else could, gave him the attention and love he needed. Truthfully, it was the bare minimum, but it meant the world to him.

That's why he remembered the day she died so vividly. He remembered his mother's calm voice as she helped him with his homework, and the distant murmur of his father's voice in his study. 

He recalled he was told never to step foot in there, and how he'd often hear Uncle Henry's voice on the telephone. 

He remembered how his mother's face contorted in shock when her water broke, and how his father came rushing when she screamed. His father scowled when his mother reminded him not to leave Michael, only for him to be left in the waiting room while his parents were ushered to the emergency room.

He'll never forget how he was gently woken up by a nurse, the sweet smile on her face shined on by the bright lights in the waiting room. He sprang up from his seat, excited to see his mother holding his siblings. He was reminded of how she said he'd be a good older brother, and how she had let him help pick names. The nurse had an empathetic look on her face and a comforting hand on his shoulder, knowing what would come.

When he arrived in the room, it was nothing like he expected. There were two baby cribs, his mother, and his father as expected, but the moment was anything but happy. His father, who had never shown anything other than an unyielding look of fury towards him, sat in front of him, holding his mother's hand and crying.

The nurse tried to explain to him the best she could, how his mother died pushing out Evan, and her heart broke with him when tears streamed down his face. 

That day, he lost his only parent.

The funeral went by in a calm, orderly fashion. "We are never to speak of this," were the only words Michael heard that day.

The day after the funeral, his grandparents came to visit. The news saddened them as they liked his mother, or perhaps the image she painted for their family. 

It was the first time he met his grandparents, and to his disappointment, wasn't the last.

His life was filled with a quieter aggression. His father spent most of his time in his study, and if not, he'd be at the diner he opened up. The diner had become quite popular for it’s pizza and mascots, which were all animatronics his father and Uncle Henry had made.

His life became a blur of school, caring for his siblings, and ignoring his grandparents' fights with his father. 

He was twelve when he was pressing his ear to the wall, and only then did he learn more about his father. Snippets of hushed arguments seeped into his head, speaking of his father's failures and mistakes. How he'd abandoned his doctorate for engineering, and how he almost had his first child before marriage. How he was just lucky the girl was someone acceptable.

"You always were an ungrateful child. You still are," his grandfather spat, malice heavy in those words.

Since then, he knew he was a mistake. He never felt like his existence was wanted, and only now was it confirmed.

It was quite easy to minimize any interaction, and at least then, he had an excuse to avoid everyone. 

The only people who wouldn't leave him alone were his siblings, Evan and Elizabeth. Annoying was all he found them, but especially Evan. It's his fault his mother was dead, and he made sure to tell Evan that every day. His scowls and stinging words, although done behind the adults back, was enough for Evan to understand. 

This carried on until he couldn't ignore the adults anymore. Snide comments about his appearance and actions turned into lectures and sermons as he grew older.

His grandparents would bring him and his siblings to church every day, trying to mold another generation to their ideals.

He would complain to his friends at school, but those three brought out the worst in him. They encouraged - even praised - when he did anything wrong. It wasn't long before his grandparents noticed his change in attitude and how he mistreated Evan. They limited his actions from then on, bringing him to church to be cleansed. 

They found him indulging in frivolous and trivial things, becoming someone they couldn't recognize anymore.

By the time they died, they failed to bend him into their ideas of perfection like they failed with his father.

From then on, he only got worse. No one was safe from Michael, especially Evan. Evan's torment became harsher by the day, and Michael knew no mercy. All his anger and confusion fueled the desire to cause Evan misery, and he relished in Evan's cries.

The days following up to Evan's birthday were a testament to his cruelty. Michael would lock Evan in the family diner, knowing his fear of the animatronics. He and his friends wen as far as to wear masks of the mascots to scare Evan.

The day of his birthday was no exception. A day that was supposed to celebrate the twin's birth was a day he only remembered as his mother's death, which he saw as Evan's fault. It didn’t take long for him and his friends- who had earned the title "The Four Tormentors"- to pull him closer and closer to Freddy, the main mascot.

Their cruel laughter was the only thing Evan could hear, his head stuck in Freddy's mouth. His sobs and screams only got louder, desperately trying to get out. No one dared move to stop Michael, afraid of what he'd do to them.

Michael thought the situation funny, until a clean crunch sounded through the room, and Evan stopped struggling. Blood spilled from Freddy's mouth, spraying onto Michael. Freddy's dead eyes look right through him, a reminder of what he'd done.

Michael stumbled back, falling to the floor with his mouth agape. The sounds of screams and people running faded in the background, and the only thing he can focus on is Evan's body hanging there.

The metallic smell of blood. He couldn't get rid of it, no matter how much he tried scrubbing his grey sleeveless shirt. He couldn't get rid of the memory of Evan's screams, his sobs begging for him to stop. 

It's not like he wanted for it to happen, he never meant to kill Evan. He’s not sure what’s to become of him. His father paid off enough police, so he’s not going to juvie, but everyone knows him as a killer now. No one sees Michael the same, and his friends don’t talk much anymore. Elizabeth won’t speak to him either, unless she’s telling him it’s all his fault, and she’s right. He knows she is.

The smell of blood and the sound of rushing water fills his senses, and he just wishes the stains would just come off.

@hotgaybitch @jsmifty @foxingoodtimes @ev3rythingsuckz

[ennard-is-near]

Funniest form of FNaF fanfiction is objectively “Pre-Bite of ‘83 Michael being plagued by visions” btw

[father-its-me-michael]

I know a lot of people either try to justify every action Michael makes or hate him and his every move, with there being no inbetween. I know I've certainly been guilty of the first one, especially as I grew to relate to him more and didn't want someone I saw myself in to be deemed a "bad" person (or however my pre-teen brain configured it)

But, as time goes on, both sides seem more and more wrong. He's not entirely justified, but he's most certainly now entirey at blame. To simplify, I'm going to be using an example of myself and comparing it to The Bite of '83.

Around a year ago, my twin and I were finally swapping rooms with my mum and step-dad. They'd moved in with my step-grandparents two years prior, and as per the agreement, the two year mark was also the mark of the day Z (my twin-not-twin) would get their own room back instead of sleeping in the living room.

Admist all the reaganging , my younger brother and I had been left in the basement almost completely alone. I was fine with this, content to listen to music as the hours past. My little brother, Walter, was not so content.

He began a noise I can only remember to recall as a rabid screech for 5 whole minutes. I spent these minutes begging him to stop, as my ears and quite sensetive and I was surely to reach sensory overload if I couldn't get him to stop.

Quickly, I got verbally violent in a way that now horrifies me to have been remenicent to my mother and step-father. I threatened his things, screaming that I'd take down his tapestries (which served as ihs walls) if he didn't shut the fuck up.

He didn't. In fact, he took them down himself all while still fucking yelling. So, I grab onto him and tell him that I'll throttle his ass if he doesn't shut up before Mom gets back.

Before I get the chance to do anything with that promise, to see if it's work and get him to stop, my older step-brother flings the kid onto an unstable mattress where he falls and hits his head.

The thing is, though, that I love that fucking kid. So much. But I am still a terrible brother, I think.

That is all to say that the prank that caused The Bite of '83 was just that. It was supposed to be a fucking prank. Cruel, sure, but most teens are.

He can love his brother and still have malicious moments and actions. And, in theory, David (I've taken to using that name for C.C.) can still be afraid of Michael whilst also loving him in return. These things can all coexist. Especially when you're talking about actual fucking children. (I think a lot of people forget that about Michael)

Please, stop with the asshole teenager erasure. We exist and fuck up a lot. And sometimes it's an actual tragedy. He did something that ended in the death of his own brother, and it's not excusable but it's also not entirely his fault.

And for those of you treating Michael like the devil himself, focus really hard on the word "teenager" and remember that Michael is in fact not the one who built the murder machine and likely didn't know it was capable of doing such things, given it's made for children's entertainment, and all.

Sincerly,

An asshole teenaage boy

[nostalgiclittlespace]

hi marty!!! if your requests are open, can you do william afton caregiver headcanons with tons of fluff please 🥺💗 he's my fictional caregiver and i love him so much... he means the world to me....

thank you so much!!! :D

Of course!!! I headcanon Springtrap as one of my fictional CGs so I got you ;). Here’s some for Peepaw Willy! ⬇️

(Tried to leave this open for Movie! or Game! Afton)

Of course he is called Peepaw Willy when you’re Little. XD. Other CG names for him would probably include dada, papa, and bunny

He on the other hand calls you sweetheart, love, darling, and dear (he’s very British 😄)

He loves reading to you while sitting in a rocking chair.

Speaks so softly and gently 🥰

If he has to work, then he’ll bring you along! He give you lots of tokens to play the arcade games, coupons for snacks, etc.

But if you’re feeling clingy, then he’ll let you sit in his office with him.

Speaking of the office, he keeps tons of your gear in there. Pacis, toys, coloring books, snacks—the works

Lets you sit on his lap while he works

(He’ll even pet your hair or rub your hands with his thumb if he’s deep in thought)

If he needs inspiration or opinions for designs, then he’ll ask you! You now what’s appealing to kids and will make sure nothing is too scary looking.

Lots of your artwork ends up in his study or around the restaurant.

Would probably show his affection through gifts. Any gear/toy you want, he’s going to get it for you!

You of course have plushies of every animatronic. They’re your friends!

He definitely does different voices for the characters during playtime or stories. He has lot of practice from working kid’s birthday parties in the Spring Bonnie suit

William says he “isn’t as young as you used to be” but if you ask him sweetly (or whine enough) he’ll play tag with you, piggyback you around, etc

One of William’s favorite games is hide and seek.

You guys have lots of tea parties too

For your sake, he would let you dress him up, put glitter and stickers on him, etc

He tucks you in every night you’re regressed. Makes sure you’re all snuggly, checks your closet and under the bed for monsters, and kisses your forehead.

He’s a very calm caregiver. He’s experienced with working around kids of all ages and personalities from Freddy’s and his own kids, so he knows what he’s doing.

Doesnt panic during meltdowns or tantrums. He lets you cry it out if you need, and waits until you’re ready to be touched before giving you a very big hug

If you’re just having a bad day in general, he’ll make sure to do something special for you. Baking a treat, playing a game, etc

If you struggle with crowds or overstimulation, then he’ll bring you to Freddy’s after hours to play. (Pre missing childrens incident)

He doesn’t do that too often though, because he wants to be sure that you get a good nights sleep too!

Movie! William would have Vanessa as your babysitter. And she’s such a sweet big sister!

Game! William on the other hand…he wouldn’t let Michael watch you in a million years. Even pre-bite of 83 he was fairly irresponsible. Henry is a far-better suited babysitter

That being said, you’d get along with the Afton children well. You’d see them around the household, at Freddy’s, etc

(Being a Caregiver has definitely been good for Will; he’s starting to remember how to be a better father too)

Thanks so much for the ask! I hope these are good! 💜💜💜

[fictionkinfessions]

Being an evan afton kin is funny because pre bite, i was a pretty big fazbears and friends fan! And then 83 happened and im. Oh lord oh no. And now im like yayyy ^w^ frebby fabearrrr😁‼️‼️ my frienddd!!!!!

-evan afton

✉

[darthpastry]

Time for me to make my own pinned post, I do believe! First of all, screenshot of my pinned post for the past year

About me: Christian, lesbian, ace, some flavor of genderqueer idk, any pronouns are fine but I mainly use she/they/it

Onto the most important part, my AUs! Please please please do not hesitate to send any questions at all about them

FNaF AUs

Charlizabeth (AUs featuring Charlie Emily x Elizabeth Afton)

Someone New: A work in progress chaptered fic on Ao3, the Aftons are vampires and Henry and Charlie just moved into Hurricane. It is known by the citizens that the Aftons are vampires and Elizabeth is the youngest, though she’s 16 in this one

Slay the Princess AU: a work in progress series of one shots on Ao3 that follows the storyline of the video game Slay the Princess

Heathers AU: Loose concept based on the musical Heathers

Wicked AU: Another concept AU, based on the movie Wicked

General everyone lives AU: Primarily domestic charlizabeth fluff, but I definitely have loads of headcanons for if everyone got to grow up. Most of the time William is dead in these

Other FNaF AUs

Of Aftons and Emilys: After failing to murder Charlie Emily, William flees Hurricane and comes back years later to reclaim his children, but he’s adopted another as well. Unfinished series of works on Ao3 (Cassidy, Jeremy, Gregory, and Vanessa are also in this one!)

Puppet Girl: Lots of platonic Michael Afton and Charlie Emily! After Elizabeth’s death, Michael runs away from home (aided by the fact he’s transmasc and doesn’t transition until after running away), and ends up staying with Charlie (who survived due to him stopping her from going out into the alley the night she was supposed to die) and not much later they move into an apartment with Jeremy Fitzgerald and Charlie ends up getting scooped instead of Michael (unfinished chapter fic on Ao3)

A Beginners’s Guide to Surviving the Average Apocalypse: Vanessa rescues Cassie from the Pizzaplex, but it’s not long before the two of them start acting strange… after Cassie attacks Gregory, he flees to the Pizzaplex. In the basement, he discovers what remains of Michael Afton. Unfinished chapter fic on Ao3

Into the Pit: Elizabeth falls into the time travel ball pit right before the Bite of 83, ends up around Fazbear Frights and meets up with Michael. Unfinished chapter fic on Ao3

Crossovers

The Owl Behind the Slaughter: The Aftons have been kidnapped by Duolingo, their capture aided by Henry Emily, Cassidy, and Gregory. Crack fic. Unfinished chapter fic on Ao3

Ink and Animatronics: Vanessa Afton x Audrey Drew (from Bendy and the Dark Revival) that also includes Ness as Audrey’s brother. Unfinished and loosely connected series of one shots on Ao3

Elizabeth and Asriel: Elizabeth fell into the Underground (Undertale), after making it through a pacifist route, she convinced Asriel to join her on the surface, sneaking him past the other monsters. Technically I have a single one shot on Ao3 but it’s more of a concept

So, Your Parents Fucked You Up To?: Platonic Azula and Michael Afton! A portal appears in Azula’s cell, naturally she climbs through and finds pre-scooped Michael who’s living by himself. They end up rooming together and perhaps even healing together. Unfinished series of one shots on Ao3

The Time Lord of Hurricane: William Afton is a time lord that crashes into Hurricane and then the TARDIS he was using leaves without him. Same boat as Elizabeth and Asriel so basically concept

Well, that’d be all of them for now. Once again please send questions. If you want to roleplay with any of the characters from these fics I would be happy to do so!

Link to Ao3 works

[omori-headspace]

tw: abuse

are we gonna talk about the fact that william emotionally, mentally, psychologically and physically traumatized/abused his children or.

(context under readmore)

emotionally/mentally

he literally emotionally abused elizabeth. i saw a post on tumblr saying that she was a spoiled kid as a form of manipulation from william, and its been stuck in my head for a while now. and also, in pizza sim, she literally "wants to make him proud". she'd do literally anything to make her father proud of her, maybe even doing something morally grey. like uhhmm yikes!

evidence:

as for michael, i think he's incredibly, oh SO incredibly, selfless because of william's treatment of him. especially after his siblings's deaths, and maybe especially after evan's. and also the fact that he is heavily fixated on trying Not To Be Like His Dad is a double yikes!!!

evidence:

psychologically

i mean. cmon. nightmare gas? as much as i dont like that theory (in fact i despise it), william literally had 3 separate monitors that was meant for supervising evan/cc during his night terrors. and also, he was talking to evan THROUGH THE BEAR, and i am a firm believer that evan thought fredbear was his only friend at the time (at least pre-bite of 83). and it just gets me thinking- did william even deny evan's claims of his nightmares or fredbear talking to him? if he did it certainly didn't help. especially if he's the one doing it- he would be gaslighting him. yikes part 3!

evidence:

physically

hi guys. william literally slapped elizabeth without a sign of remorse in the graphic novel after she showed him her grades. something she was proud of. and literally stomped on the paper to get her to buzz off. yikes part 4!

evidence:

(thank u @drsunshine-isdead for reminding me of this scene in the novels)