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usamericans do you realise that a stereotype we have about u is that you really really love ice. like the amount of ice you put in your drinks and all your ice machines are really silly to us. do your fridges genuinely produce ice????

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tell me about weelyum....!!!

Hehehe (rubbing my paws together) at last someone asks me the fateful question

Alrighty hope you're prepared for quite the infodumping that's definitely going to take an hour or two

Soooo what have I not said about him... I'll try to say that and just put some stuff here for general knowledge in case I've already said some things

He's got major trust issues and has a hard time trusting even himself at times for multiple reasons (OCD, trauma, you name it), Henry's one of the few exceptions to that, having talked him out of some of his bad thought spirals in the past when they were in college, and Elise has definitely played a role in that too

Though of course neither did that in the best way

He overworks himself a lot unfortunately, he's not good at keeping in his limits, and also has a horrendous and inconsistent sleep schedule

Can't forget that he has a basement lair like a cartoon villain or something, and even sleeps down there and has a mini office in it, which it's a mess, he's not organized when he doesn't have to be

William has a cane now!! Not sure how I want it to look exactly but it'll probably be purple and sparkly with some glitter, he uses it for the issues he has with his legs and back, so he alternates the side he's got it on

He should actually have glasses, but he wears contacts instead even though he really hates that, it's something he's decided to just get over

There's a reason why William only wears that one earring, you'd think he'd want to keep it symmetrical since symmetry is just something very nice to look at for him, but he actually likes the asymmetry of it, just the one earring provides a strange balance

He has a soft spot for gift giving, he both likes to receive them especially when they're well thought out, and likes to find or make his own creative ones

Will's always fixing his hair and is EXTREMELY self conscious about it, do not ruffle it in any sort of affection he will hate you forever for that (especially because the one person that did that in the past is gone now so painful reminder!!), he fidgets with a lot though, especially when he's nervous, and if he didn't fix it so much, that piece he has across his forehead would keep falling down in his face

And fun fact, when that happens, you better run

It makes the facade he keeps up almost break because it absolutely pisses him off that something fell out of his control, he can hardly take even the tiniest inconvenience and has to internalize how it makes him feel, you will see in that moment just how scary his glare can get

Getting into that, he has control issues!! Those stem from his childhood for the most part, a lot of times, he'd have to put up with constant arguing and mistreatment, and nothing he ever did was able to stop it (as is why he's a shitty parent unfortunately, he did not really unlearn much)

It wore him down over time, and unfortunately, things just got worse over time too, so he just had to deal with it

So if he can get everything to go his way, it's what makes him feel safest, since he knows precisely what will happen and won't have to deal with anything going wrong

He does, or did have siblings, three of them, one being a half sibling that I plan to make a version of Jane from the movies since I like the idea of them being siblings, his parents weren't horrible but they also weren't great and acted like they never did what they did as he grew up and learned how to recognize it

I say did about his siblings because two of them passed at different times, for reasons I have yet to determine, they did sometimes defend him when they weren't the cause of his stress, but even that didn't last (he's basically like the OC I gave all the trauma to oops)

In other words Jane is around, but his relation with her isn't a very close one, especially since she's older and didn't live with him, only coming to visit the odd day or two if he didn't go to see her

He used his own voice as a sample for Springbonnie, and can actually do a very convincing Southern accent for it, he's very talented at voice acting and could have made a career of it if the industry weren't a nightmare he decided to stay out of

William took some dancing lessons with Elise in the past, so he does know how to do several dances, his favorite being the waltz since it has such a simple rhythm to it

The gloves he wears are hardly ever not on his hands, he does have some texture issues with things like uneven wood surfaces, cold hands, and other things, just the feeling on his hands gives him a bad taste in his mouth and he has to take his hand away instantly

He only ever takes them off if necessary, or if he's at home

You know the shoes I've been drawing him with recently, the ones with the bunny head on the soles? He got those custom made so he could add a little something to them, they have to be cleaned off a lot to keep them shiny but it's one thing he thinks is worth the extra work

He definitely doesn't feel all that human and has some dissociation issues too, his connection with reality is very loose, and only a few things can help everything feels more real to him

I think he could be a therian?? I don't completely understand the term since I keep forgetting to look it up, but William identifies better with being an animal sometimes, it's why he has such comfort in the Springbonnie suit even though it hurt him before

The mask shuts out a lot of the noise that can get to him, and it's a nice escape

You know even though it nearly killed him before

He kind of runs the risk on purpose because he thinks that surely it couldn't kill him when he survived it before (funny how that one went huh)

His deadname is Sophie, which as far as I know, that basically doesn't have a meaning (which I picked that for the Leverage character he has an alias based on, if it weren't for that I would not have one for him), and it represents how his name before really was meaningless

The name William means "strong-willed warrior" so he decided to use that after learning about the meaning and getting himself used to it for a while

William has always wanted to think of himself as stronger and not so weak or insignificant as he's been treated before, so it was a perfect fit

And of course the middle name Moriarty is what he took from the Sherlock villain, they do share a dirty nahe funnily enough, he totally didn't have a fictional crush on that guy or anything and took his name from said crush no!!! (he did because don't we all hehe, it'll probably be some other interpretation of him since I have no idea how the original Moriarty is)

He got his top surgery a little after getting out of college, I'd say Henry and Elise helped him pay for that and the t, which he's on that too, he has fully medically transitioned

If you want an idea of his voice, think of a mixture between Neuvilette from Genshin Impact and Discord from My Little Pony, just with a British accent of course, though it's not as heavy as it used to be since he's been away from England for a while, it's definitely dulled

That's the closest I can get to the voice for him in my head

It's on his ref but he's unlabelled in terms of sexuality, you could call him gay as a generalization I think but it's moreso that he doesn't really know how to call his attractions and whatnot, they shift around a lot and are sometimes connected to his gender, which also shifts around since he's genderfluid (guess how many things I've projected at this point haha not sorry)

Basically he's queer and certainly not straight

I'm not too sure how to elaborate on this one but he's a sadomasochist, if you punched him or anything he'd almost thank you for it, he's way too cocky about that for what he's been through, and kind of resorts to tolerating the pain so it doesn't, well, pain him

I guess it's a coping mechanism, and also the sadism is him just being generally fucked up and getting very happy when someone he wants to see go through it deals with the pain he inflicts, but only when he wants that, if he hurts someone unintentionally it actually causes him a little guilt that he'd never admit to

If he inflicts the pain it's like he's getting his due, but if not, he doesn't like that something got out of his control

The remnant he eventually finds and experiments with makes his eyes glow in the dark, so if the light is dim enough you'll see it, but of course everyone just plays that off as it being a mere trick of the light

It also gave him regeneration abilities, he can get wounded and it heals up quickly, but it does not halt aging and without it for too long it unfortunately causes detrimental effects on the health, think of it as a deficiency in a way

William can have some issues with controlling his physical strength, he doesn't have a good perception of how much he uses, sometimes he can control it enough but it's very tricky

I want to ramble more but I do not want you to wait too long so here's what I've got for now, hope that's helpful

And because it keeps coming across my mind, a few suggestive things as a treat for the two people that may want to know, those will be under the cut so fair warning

He's VERY handsy if you let him be, he'll grab on wherever you let him and loves to use that as a way of teasing, definitely kind of bitey

Actually I probably shouldn't go too into depth just in case, but he's technically a switch, basically you can get him to change position with the right approach, and his assertiveness actually kind of falls apart then too

I am not above making him kind of freaky it's a very important part of his character to me if that interpretation is explored, and I also like to see that differently than what I think is the common interpretation of his said freakiness

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scary my pumpkin

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“What You Still Are” - Drabble (Fat/chubby! William Afton x Reader)

—A soft moment with William Afton

It was quiet in the house, save for the soft hum of the old heater kicking on and the tick of the clock above the fireplace. William sat on the edge of the couch, shoulders hunched slightly forward, hands clasped between his knees.

He wasn’t looking at anything in particular—just staring into the middle distance, lost somewhere deep in his own mind.

You’d seen that look before.

Not angry. Not cold. Just... tired. That kind of tired that lives in the bones.

You padded over and slid your arms around him from behind, pressing your cheek to the back of his shoulder, warm and soft.

“There you are,” you whispered.

He didn’t speak. But his hands—those big, callused hands—rose and gently covered yours. His thumb brushed slow, thoughtful circles across your knuckles. You felt him exhale.

“Did I do something wrong?” you asked softly.

“No,” he said quickly. “No, not at all.” He hesitated. Then, quieter: “I just… had one of those days.”

You nodded, your breath warm against the nape of his neck.

“You look beautiful right now,” you murmured.

William scoffed under his breath, tilting his head down. “Hardly.” His voice was dry. Empty. “You must be looking at someone else.”

“No,” you said simply. “I’m looking at you.”

Your arms tightened around his middle, feeling the slight rise and fall of his chest. You kissed his shoulder through the soft fabric of his shirt.

“You still have the same eyes. The ones that go silver in the light.”

“You still have that little crease between your brows when you’re overthinking.”

“You still smile like it hurts, but it’s real.”

He said nothing. But you felt him leaning into you more. Just a little.

“You’re beautiful, William,” you said. “You’re mine. And I see everything in you, even when you can’t.”

It was then he turned, slowly, almost hesitant. His silver eyes met yours, glassy and unreadable. Then—without a word—he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his lap, cradling you against his chest like he was afraid you’d vanish if he let go.

He didn’t kiss you.

He just held you.

“She used to say things like that,” he murmured into your hair. “My wife. Before Evan.” His voice broke around the name.

“I forgot how it felt.”

You pulled back slightly and cupped his face in your hands, thumbs brushing over the stubble along his jaw. He looked tired. Weathered. But underneath it, there was something soft. Still alive.

“Then let me help you remember,” you whispered.

And he smiled—small, aching, real.

“You’re a cruel little thing,” he teased quietly, resting his forehead against yours. “Making an old man feel young again.”

You grinned, thumbing his cheek gently.

“You're not old. You're just well-loved. By me.”

The living room had fallen into that kind of silence only shared by people who know they don’t need words.

You stayed curled up in William’s lap, your head resting just beneath his chin as his hands gently traced patterns along your back—slow and unsure, as if relearning how to be tender.

Then, after a long pause, he spoke.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever be good at this,” he said softly. “Not anymore.”

You blinked, lifting your head slightly.

“At what?” you asked.

He looked at you, eyes glinting silver even in the dim light. He hesitated, then touched your face with both hands—carefully, as though you were something delicate.

“Being seen the way you see me.”

You leaned into his touch. “You don’t have to try. I already do.”

But something flickered in him then—something determined, almost boyish.

He cleared his throat and sat up straighter, tightening his arms around you like a vow. “No. I want to give something back.”

You tilted your head, curious.

“Like what?”

“You’ll see,” he said. And then he dramatically threw his head back, closed his eyes, and began to recite—

“Thou art the moon to my tides, the hush to my storm—”

You immediately burst into laughter, slapping his chest playfully. “WILLIAM!”

“—the very breath that resurrects a man who thought he’d buried his heart!” he continued, dramatically gesturing with one hand like he was on a Shakespearean stage. His eyes peeked open, twinkling now.

“I shall perish without thee! A wretched, chubby ghost, doomed to haunt thy kitchen—forever looking for snacks and affection!”

You were doubled over, giggling. “You idiot!”

“A handsome idiot,” he corrected solemnly, flicking your nose.

“Yes, yes,” you said between snorts, “my big plush bunny.”

That stopped him.

William blinked.

Then he pressed the back of his hand to his forehead and pretended to swoon like a damsel in distress.

“Cruel,” he gasped. “Absolutely brutal. To mock a defenseless man such as I—my own beloved!”

You laughed until your stomach hurt.

Then he grew quiet. He looked at you again—really looked—and gently, without the act, pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“I love when you laugh,” he whispered. “I forgot what it sounded like. But now... I think I want to spend the rest of my days earning that sound.”

And this time, you were the one who went quiet.

Because when William Afton says something that real—something that bare—it stays.

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um sorry for moaning when you stabbed me. it's been a really long time since anyone touched me like that

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dear professor i cant seem to lock in. its so over

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PROTIP: search other sites directly instead of getting mad when your dumb search engine doesn't guess which site you meant to search. Knowledge Is Power!

its kind of impressive how the point of my post flew over your head so badly it crashlanded into the sun. girl thats a whole new topic. what are you even yappin about

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DID ANYONE ELSE SEE THAT SHIT THE JETS DID

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do i look backed into a corner to you?

alt i liked more but thought the other one looks better w tumblr compression

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do i look backed into a corner to you?

alt i liked more but thought the other one looks better w tumblr compression

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BLUE !!

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one thing they don't tell u is if it's niceys outside u can go outside to look at phone . just go under the shade. it's literally better vibes than being inside looking at phone