I will mainly focus on making one-shots, and perhaps a few, longer stories. William is in his mid, perhaps late 40s/50s and reader is of age, at all times.
I am willing to write almost anything. Bear in mind that I stopped proof-reading my work and that I'm german! English is not my first language.
How I'll portray William;
William will be an absolute DILF, and I will be using squid_nuudel's and afterdarkcosplays designs, as I favor those the very most. Seeing as William is a mature man, he will act as such.
What I won't write;
-pedophilia shit
-absolutely no Springtrap x reader
-NO scat whatsoever. Y'all nasty.
-I'd rather not do stuff that involves pregnancy as I am utterly terrified of pregnancies and babies but I would perhaps give it a shot
Summary; you accidentally wake William up at night and y'all "snuggle"
LEMON TW
Minors dni
Usually you were the first to be nuzzled up in bed, sleeping soundly well before William even remembers that he needs sleep. But today was different. William managed to tire himself out by, involuntarily, taking care of a whole bunch of children. Usually there are other staff members at the diner to help out but today only 2 of his employees showed up, which in return left William to play nanny for 9 hours straight.
Oh well! Your turn to try and sneak into bed without waking him. Can't be too hard, right? I mean- William has a tendency to accidentally wake you when he gets in bed at night. Sooo technically, if you wake him, it'll be like revenge so he can't be mad at you, you thought. And so you decided to just go for it - quickly - like ripping off a band-aid, and so you just lay down, slowly snuggling up to him. It was really warm under the covers..If it wasn't his warmth you'd deem it too warm. Upon relaxing under the covers for a bit, you decided to fully snuggle up to William; turning to lay on your left side as to face him, gently sneaking one arm under his head as if he was using it as a pillow, comfortably draping your right leg over his waist, and finally, placing a firm kiss on his chin.
To your surprise, William clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Will?" trying to detect movement in his face "are you awake?" "Well I am now!" a warm giggle emerged from your throat "sorry" the man just sighed before pressing a quick kiss to your lips, and re-adjusting his head on your arm, now revealing more of his neck to you. He let out a pleased hum once he finally settled again, and suddenly you felt the urge to rest your head in the crook of his neck. Ever so carefully you nuzzled your face against his neck "you smell so good" "oh shush". And so you did shush, soaking up all his scent and warmth. William wasn't usually the cuddliest man, so you definetely have to take advantage of his sleepiness in order to get your dose of cuddles.
All plans of also settling down for the night and going to sleep were discarded when William let out a tiny groan of arousal as you gently kissed his neck goodnight. And so one little kiss turned into two, then three followed by the vibrating sensation of a little moan coming from the mans throat. Intrigued by his reaction, you deepened the little kisses and added a few tiny nibbles and licks to the mix. With each little moan and groan he let out, your core grew hotter, a tingling sensation spreading over your groin-area. William now wrapped his arms around you tightly, one hand pressing into the back of your head gently as to encourage you to keep up with the kisses, the other pressing against your lower back, causing you to tightly press against him.
By now the heat between your legs seemed unbearable, causing you to moan against his neck. William now grabbed the leg you had laid over his waist earlier, and now pulled you closer as to close the gap between the both of you, your hips now firmly pressed against his. A gasp escaped your throat as you felt his erection press directly between your legs. William threw you a sheepish grin before pulling his boxers down just enough to free his throbbing member. You gently bit down on his neck, whilst wrapping your hand around his erection, holding it firmly before retorting to gently caressing it in a teasing mannner. It felt warm against your hand, skin feeling oh so soft to the touch. William let out a sigh, just as you felt your hand being coated in a layer of his pre-cum.
A large hand started making it´s way to the side of your underwear, before carefully sliding a finger underneath it, letting it glide over your sex. You shivered before hooking your own finger into your waistband, entire removing your underwear in one swift motion. Williams hand shifted from your sex to his, now guiding it to your entrance. Being the gentleman he is pretending to be he pulled away for a brief second, shooting you a questioning look. "Should we?" you just nodded in agreement, already feeling him prep himself at your entrance. He made entering a short process, just slamming his hip against yours. Instinctively, you pulled him closer by the waist using the leg you had laid over him in a cuddly manner all these minutes ago. William noticed you were now a bit tensed up from the initial burning of him stretching you out with that large cock of his. "awh, what´s wrong?" he cooed at you as he slowly started bucking his hips against yours. "We don´t like being stretched like this, do we?" he took to gently caressing your sides as to comfort you, while his thrusts became harder by the minute.
Luckily for you the pain had faded into pleasure rather quickly, leaving you to moan and buck yourself against him as well. However you were a little flabbergasted as William shushed you, telling you to quiet down as to not wake the kids. When that didn´t work he resorted to clamping a large hand over your mouth to muffle your noises. And while that affected your breathing quite a little bit, you didn´t mind. William seemed to love controlling your ability to breathe whilst roughly slamming himself into you repeatedly, as he now would also start to pinch your nose shut along with blocking your mouth every now and then, entirely ridding you oft the ability to breathe for seconds at a time. You were too busy feeling yourself getting closer and closer to your climax to stop him from almost killing you, plus, he seemed to really like it! You didn´t want to tell him to stop, what if he left you over not wanting to be choked? And who are you to tell him off about his kinks anyways.
Your thoughts were interrupted by your own climax shortly after, as you felt it run through your body like waves. William was quick to follow, pulling out of you and spurting thick strings of milky liquid over your bellies. Cocking a brow at him, shooting him a little playful glare "really?" "wouldn´t want to risk anything now, would we?" "we have to clean up.." "hm we´ll do it tomorrow." and you were happy with that. You snuggled up to William again, this time hiding your face in his chest as he tucked his head over yours before pressing one last kiss to the crown of your head. "G´night." "mhm".......
Bro I just woke up and literally my first thought was "how would william react to the reader being nervous or insecure over their gunshot scars" (or any type if you dont like the mention of guns)
Yeth. I won't specify what the scars are from, though so that it applies to more people. I hope you don't mind! -3-
"Your beauty never ever scared me"
summary; William finds out you're insecure about your scars.
Gender neutral!
Slight NSFW at the beginning
As much as you adored your partners kids' you liked it when they weren't around every now and then seeing as it provided William and you with more...freedom. Like now; you found the both of you laying on the brown leather couch in the living room, limbs tangled together, tongues intwined, hands wandering. Soft moans and groans to be heard every now and again. It truly was beautiful! Until you felt a large, warm hand make it's way under your clothes, sneaking it's way over to your scars.
Breaking the kiss for just a second, a soft "don't" escaped your lips. You went to lean in again but William had already removed himself from you entirely. "Too soon?" you didn't know what to respond, your stomach now cramping with emberassment and shame so you simply shook your head no. "Well?" the man started to press for an answer. You shrugged - "it's just.." a sigh left your lips "I'm afraid you won't like me anymore.." "why would I not?" once again at a loss for words you shrugged. "What is it? What's wrong, my dear?" the man reached out to take your hands in his "I can assure you, whatever it is, it won't change the way I view you".
It took you a few seconds to gather up the courage to tell him "I just have scars is all..they aren't exactly what one might consider attractive" you could see Williams brows knit together in..confusion? annoyance? hurt, perhaps? You couldn't quite pin-point it. "Now why in the world would you believe that I, out of all people, would be repulsed by scars?" his gaze softened again, voice hushing into a low whisper "Y/N..here" he quickly unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt, guiding your hand to his scars. "See? Not that bad, is it? Everyone is going to get themselves a scar or two or like in my case.." he seemed to think for a short moment- "well I haven't counted but many of them. I don't mind scars." Reliefed, you let your hand caress the thickened skin of his scars "so you don't mind?" a small smile crept over your lips.
You felt a small chuckle vibrate through his chest "no, not one single bit. Do you know what attracts me more than anything? Little things like scars. They make one seem more...authentic. More natural. And I adore that so very much" and with that, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. It was like he had magically cured your insecurities alltogether.
Do you take one-shot requests? I was wondering if you could maybe write William reacting to the reader kissing his scars? I really enjoy the one you wrote with William being insecure and the idea of the reader kissing his scars popped into my head
Why yes I do!
"It adds character"
Summary: Just because William hates his looks doesn't mean you can't love them, right?
Per usual, I try to keep this as gender neutral as I can, and the reader is of age!
It was a lovely, yet (unfortunately for you) rather early summer morning in Hurricane, Utah. The sun wasn't up yet, and it was rather cold in the early mornings. Well...You wouldn't be up so early anyways if it wasn't for William! William loves starting his days super early; waking you up with soft kisses, before he moves on to take his morning shower while you prepare breakfast for the two of you and then finally, have breakfast together before he needs to leave for work. And with William being the tradition loving man he is, he expects adores it, when you lay his clothes out for him in the morning. Gestures like that make him feel more appreciated - but today you forgot.
So, naturally, you decide to fix your little mistake before he takes notice by simply laying his clothes out now. You snuck into the bathroom, balancing a neatly stacked pile of clothes in one hand, using the other to open the door. Apparently you hadn't thought of fixing your mistake early enough because William had already finished his shower and was now standing in front of the bathroom mirror, applying some sort of ointment to his springlock scars. The man chuckled to himself upon looking at you through the mirror. "Thank you, love. Almost thought I had to get my own knickers!" you jokingly rolled your eyes at him before giggling. "Would it have killed you to, though?" you joked along to which William replied with an exaggerated nod. "What is that lotion anyway?" "Oh, this?" he held up the little tin of ointment, the label on it read 'scar ointment' "this is s'posed to make up for the dumb mistakes you made when you were younger which left you permanently disfigured!" and even though he said it in a sing-sang, joking tone you didn't feel he meant it lightly.
"Oh..come on now, Darling." you stepped closer to the man, already having placed his clothes on the bathroom shelf, "you're not disfigured!" "what else would you call all this, then?" william wildly gestured all over his scarred body. You shrugged, letting a finger run over one of the many scars of his back. "I'd say-" "careful there!" you quickly pulled your hand back, startled by his sudden loud voice. "I'm sorry, Dear. They're just sensitive" william quickly apologized "ah I see. Is that what that lotion is for?" "What, the ointment? No. It's supposed to make them look less...obvious, brutal." oh. After a few brief seconds of silence, you simply asked him why he'd want them gone. He chuckled "why would I not? Not exactly pretty, are they?" "well I like them!" you quickly blurted out - "they make you unique! Just like the small toothgap you have. It's just those little things that...I dunno..just add character"
"If you say so." was all he replied before he continued massaging the ointment further into his skin. For a brief moment you just stood there, not knowing what to do. Did you offend him? Sighing, you did the only thing that came to mind - pressing your lips to his scars tenderly, before reaching around him to get some of the ointment to help him with the scars on his back. At first he tensed up as your little lips first met the tender flesh but he quickly re-gained his posture. The both of you stayed in comfortable silence and all his scars were now kissed and well covered in the ointment you left to start breakfast.
A few minutes later you already found William sitting at the table, smiling sheepishly. "What are we having?" "Eggs and bacon on toast sound alright?" "It'll do" "Did I upset you?" William let out a long sigh before replying "not really, no. I'm more upset with myself than anything. See, I used to be the charming, handsome businessman. And now? People think I'm hideous, an Idiot, even! Every so often children at the diner ask their parents 'what happened' upon seeing me and more often than not their parents reply with something like 'things like that happen when you do something that's dangerous and dumb for money!'" he let out a huff "I just don't like the way things turned out for me. After the accident, my ex wife didn't want to touch me anymore. My own children were afraid of me! Even henry would sometimes grimace in disgust when I rolled up my sleeves and he saw the scars." You put a plate with food in front of him, before gently wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he sat and just simply started eating. "Sorry anyways. Not your problem, I know. Situation just really bothers me is all.." "awh..I get that" you kissed his temple, caressing him, silently comforting the while he complained until he had to leave for work.
You were even more determined to make him feel loved than ever now.
{Should I make this a mini-series as well, maybe? Y'all tell me. Anyway! I'd suggest anyone who wants to send in a request of their own to look at my rules, I pinned them :3}
*1 - LOOK AT HIS LITTLE TOOTH GAP AWJWJWJQJE
Also! Nuudels William and I have the same teeth. So does Willem DaFoe.
William thought he had left the insecurity about his looks in the past..
Tw; mention of masturbation, non-sexual nudity
GENDER NEUTRAL
William had always put a lot of effort into his looks; hair well styled, body hair trimmed and shaved, fancy outfits, manicures, hell, this man even polishes his shoes! You, however had made the mistake of chalking all of his extensive self-care up to vanity or perhaps even arrogance. If only you knew how wrong you were.
You were once again watching your lover promptly standing in front of the big mirror in your shared masterbedroom, closely eyeing himself up and down. He scrunched his face upon looking at his body, slowly lifting his chin, revealing the scars on his neck. The pained look on his face turned into a charismatic smirk as he saw you in the reflection. Giggling, you approached the older man, holding him from behind, letting your head rest on his broad back. "What's wrong, princess? Is your under-eye concealer creasing again?" you joked before pressing a kiss to his back, earning an off-sounding sigh from William. For a mere second you peeked into the mirror from behind his back, and felt your heart sink as you realized he wasn't looking at himself endearingly but sorrowful.
The man chuckled deeply before replying "oh I wish." He brought a hand up to his face, tugging down on his cheek to temporarily rid himself of the wrinkles under his eye and now, more whispered than properly repeated "I wish."
And oh how it pained you to see him like that. "William?" "Yeah?" you now stood next to him, getting on your tippy-toes to cradle his face in your hands "I love you", pressing gentle kisses all over his aged face as your thumbs caressed his cheeks. "I love you so much.." you whispered to him over, and over and over again. William let out a little chuckle "sure don't hear this on the daily" he simply replied. Did it hurt your feelings? Yes, yes it did. But you knew your dearest wasn't the best at expressing his feelings. And yet you found yourself giggling once again as he leaned over to press a firm kiss to your nose. You cheered him up, if only temporarily.
~ Timeskip, 5 days later ~
William had just returned from work, and per usual he had hurried off to the bathroom for his daily after-work shower. You had found yourself rather needy for affection today so why not join him, you thought. Like the sneaky little thing you were, you quickly made your way to the bathroom as well, now standing in front of your large walk-in shower like god had made you.
For a rather long second you were debating now on if you ACTUALLY wanted to join your beloved, as you suspected he was...let's say enjoying himself. William was facing you with his back, head tilted downwards, one hand running up and down himself and letting out soft sighs every now and then. Eh, fuck it you stepped in, running a single finger up his spine. William turned around as quickly as ever but to your surprise it wasn't his erect member in his hands, no. It was a roll of belly-chub! Come to think of it, his eyes and nose looked red and puffy. Has he...been crying? Oh yes he definetely had. "What a lovely surprise." He quickly spoke, trying to hide his tears by tilting his head back under the shower head, letting water run down his face. "What's wrong?" the man sighed. "I'm just not who I used to be. Already grey at the roots, not a single hair spared. Heck, I even debated botox for my wrinkles!" he let out and awkward laugh "and as for the rest of me? I have gained quite some fluff, don't you think?" well, yea..he did. But you weren't gonna tell him that!
"Matter of fact I find you very attractive." "Nonsense." You felt helpless, what were you supposed to do?? "You'd be stunned if only you knew how many young women fawn over old men as long as they posess a little wealth." Being helpless now turned into absolute disbelief. "You can't seriously accuse me of using you for money." panick rising within you, afraid he'll leave you because of a false assumption he had made, deciding he'd rather die alone than with someone who only wants him for his money. "William I-" a sob escapting your throat, cutting you off. "Why would you ever think that?" "Why now Y/N we both know I'm not attractive, never was. And we're also both very well aware that I'm not of the best character either. Actually developing feelings for me is simply-" he paused for a brief second "very unlikely to say the least." and that's when it hit you- Your William wasn't some arrogant snob just trying to look as posh as possible, he was insecure! "That's not true! Please William, I do love you!" your voice was trembling. The older man let out a defeated sigh "I wish I could believe you my Darling. I really wish I could." he pulled you in for a hug. You immidiately started running one hand up and down his back whilst letting the other gently caress his happy-trail. You earned another sigh from William as he pressed his lips against your forehead. His voice now a faint whisper "I love you so much, Y/N. Please let it be true." You nodded as you wrapped your arms around his neck, practically forcing him into a kiss.
After your shower you both had gone to bed early, falling asleep snuggled up in eachothers arms.
Picture like promised!! The art belongs to @6simp_nuudel9 on instagram!
summary; smut/lemon. Quite some text. Don´t like it? Don´t read it!Â
READER IS OF AGE
GENDER NEUTRAL
Since the last time you spent over at Michael´s, a lot has changed: his best friend, aka your former boyfriend broke up with you during the sleepover you guys had, and Michael´s girlfriend,aka your best friend didn´t even bother to try and comfort you and as if that hadn´t already been horrible enough they all have been refusing to speak to you ever since.That wasn´t even the worst part.
Now the worst part is that you guys have been a friend group ever since you were little, and during every summer-vacation you guys went on a roadtrip with Michael, his two younger siblings (which both shared a room alone), your other two friends and, obviously, their father William(who had an entire room to himself). William would drive you all up to some kind of mini-hotel in his family van and then just tell you guys when to be where for activities he booked and that´s that. Usually you didn´t mind sharing a room with all your friends, especially not since William was the one paying for YOUR vacation but this time the fact that you were no longer friends and you were being left out by your former friends was weighing down your mood.Â
You quietly sat on the last row of the family van, silently trying to mind your own business. Your former friends sitting in the row in front of you, all happily typing away on their phones. Probably in a group-chat and most definetely about you. You sighed as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. Why didn´t your mom just let you stay at home?? “Dad?” Michael broke the silence. William hummed in response. “Can Y/N please sleep in a different room? We don´t want to share rooms with them anymore.” “Hm? Why is that?” William shot his son and his friends a quick glare through the front view mirror, letting his gaze scan over your face quickly.Â
“Well...” Michael stammered. Great. Your friends hate you now, and they didn´t even know why. “I thought you all were friends, no? Well then where is Y/N supposed to sleep?” “Can´t we book them another room?” a sigh escapes Williams plush, yet rugged lips “No, Michael. We booked exactly three rooms. The hotel is always busy and you know it.” “In your room, then.” “Why I don´t think Y/N would appreciate that much or would you, Y/N?” now it was your time to stammer. “I guess it´s okay, if it´s not a problem for you, Mr.Afton.” “Now now, don´t you worry. Everything will be just fine.”Â
Everything seemed to go smoothly for you now as it seems! You were settled into your shared room with William rather quickly and he assured you that sharing a room with him doesn´t bother him at all, and that he his sure that this vacation will still be as fun to you as it was all those previous years, if not even more so. You spent the remaining time of the day with William, Evan and Liz, watching your former friends giggle, seemingly having the time of their lives form afar.Â
At the end of the day, after dinner you decided to go for a quick shower while William tucked Evan and Liz into bed. Halfway through your shower you felt as if someone was watching you, yet decided to brush it off as regular anxiety. After you completed your routine, you headed back to the large hotel room, which looked like it was a living room and a bedroom in one except there was no couch, forcing you and William to share a bed.
Not that you minded, of course! But the older man always gave you butterflies, and made you rather nervous. You always hoped he wouldnt catch onto it; he did. Many years ago already. And believe it or not; he was thrilled to share a bed with you! Think the room was missing a couch? No, he specifically asked for a room without a couch, as he already knew you would have to share a room with him!
You spotted William in one of the armchairs, reading whilst happily puffing away at a cigar. "All done" you said, more to yourself than to him yet he picked up on it "My turn in the bathroom, then!" "Were you waiting?" "Indeed I was. Quickly went and relieved myself whilst you were in there, really needed to go. Sorry if I happened to spook you a bit." "Oh uhm, no, don't worry. I suppose it's alright." Heh. That's what I thought." and with that he left to the bathroom. After inspecting the room you decided to head to bed, already getting comfy.
After a solid half an hour you heard the shower turn off, and a semi-wet haired William stepped back into the room, promptly plopping himself down next to you in the bed, on his side, supporting his head on his hand. "And how was your day?" why would he ask you that?? "Oh it was okay..what about yours?" he chuckled. "It was quite alright..Listen, I'm sorry they're being like that. I am pretty sure they'll be over it in a few days." "Either way, I don't exactly want to surround myself with such immature people." he cocked his eyebrow at you "So you'd rather be with good, ole William instead?" flustered, you nodded. "No need to get shy now."
The other man let out a sigh, as he now flopped on his back, arms behind his head causing his shirt to rise up, exposing a thick, reddish brown trail with white specks* down to the hem of his flannel pants. You giggled to yourself, you found that rather adorable. William cocked a brow at you “What?”, he seemingly didn´t know if he should be emberassed or flattered. “well, I can see your belly.” great, Y/N. Tf kind of a response was that now? “what about it?” you giggled now. “ever thought of a belly ring?” “oh shush.” he pulled his shirt back down now, you let out an “awh” in slight disppointment.Â
The disappointment turned into pure shock when William decided to just take his shirt off as a whole, leaving you to eye his body up and down. He was awfully handsome, much more so than you´ve ever thought. “Oh please don´t hold back-” William rolled his eyes, seemingly being annoyed at how shy you´ve gotten “I haven´t gotten this much attention in a decade.” Slowly you raised your hand to touch his exposed torso, holding your breath as your hand made contact with his skin. Huh? His skin was quite tender, and despite being stubbly all over, also somewhat soft? Well- you did practically find an entire drugstore of skincare products in his bathroom last time and apparently he does use all of them. You gave him a few squishes here and there, as if you were testing how tender he was. A muscle of his flexing beneath your hand every now and then.Â
A soft chuckle errupted from Williams chest, distracting you from your thoughts. “Do you know flattering it is for an old man like me to have such a beatiful/handsome lad/lady admire me?” he pulled you towards his chest, basically tucking your head under his chin, calmly inhaling your scent. You gladly nuzzle into him. You took a few more minutes just admiring his body from the different angle, taking your sweet time staring down every inch of him. Wait- why is the waistband of his pants lifted from his belly ever so slightly? You un-nested from him, to shoot him a questioning look. Fortunately for William, you over-estimated the space between the two of you, so now your noses were touching, granting him the perfect opportunity to catch your lips in his. After a few seconds of tensing up, you allowed yourself to melt into the kiss and to let him take the lead.Â
Minutes pass, and the two of you were still very eagerly exploring the other- Williams hands littering the sensitive skin on your torso with gentle, loving, little pinches whilst your hands just caressed his broad back. The room was lulled in near complete silence, with only a muffled moan from you, or a calm sigh from William to be heard every now and then.Â
Soon enough Williams large hand took yours and placed it at the hem of his pants- oh. Undecided you gently ran your fingertips across the hem of his slacks, then softly around the bulge which has formed in the hours ago already, softly teasing him. Williams hands now cupped your butt, pulling you closer into his larger frame, and as he did so he gently parted your lips with his and let his tongue explore your mouth. The tingly heat you´ve been carrying in your core for well over an hour now growing unbearable- making you feel sick. Thus, you decided to let a finger run right over Williams clothed erection. You didn´t want to wait much longer- and apparently neither did he since he thrusted upwards into your touch as you ran your finger over his clothed frenulum. But wait- as you fully reached the tip you could feel the fabric of his slacks to grow soggy with pre-cum. You softly giggled to yourself, slightly proud and happy that you make men feel that way.Â
Just as you tucked your finger under his waistband to teasingly, slowly pull it off him you felt him squeeze your bottom with one of his hands, letting a finger slide over your underwear to your pulsating groin, gently applying pressure to your most sensitive spot with just his index finger. You hissed in pleasure, and for the first time in hours you properly removed your lips from his. Now glancing at your finger, which was still neatly tucked under his waistband you bit your lower lip as you imagined what would possibly be awaiting you under those layers. William chuckled, carefully watching you as you slowly but surely de-robed his lower half. You were a little shocked to find his erect member completely are in front of you right after you just pulled down his pants. Was he not wearing boxers?? This whole time? You didn´t care enough to ask, attentively looking at his rather large shaft. He was´t too long yet rather thick, and uncut with a few blue-greenish colored veins running along his length. He actually looked nice! Well groomed, too.Â
But now what? You thought to yourself. Helpless, you looked at William, who in response gave you a deep chuckle “No need to be intimidated, Love. I don´t need much” so you did the first thing that came to mind; grab it. Just grabbing him, your hand meeting the curly hairs at the base of his shaft. Curiously, you noticed his member eject a little more pre-cum. He really doesn´t need much..You slowly started to pump your hand up and down at a steady pace, not wanting this moment to pass too fast. Absentmindedly, you straddled his hand, which was still nestling in between your legs, causing his his hand to apply more pressure to the sensitive area of yours. William must´ve finally dropped his teasing manner as he now pulled aside your underwear, sliding a thick finger into your heat, curling and uncurling it within you. Ugh you were so pent up already- you felt like you could easily tip over the edge with each passing second.Â
William was a blunt man, and you were very well aware of that. Yet you hadn´t expected him to not drop this habit when it came to being intimate. He was just directly looking at you now, light grey orbs directed at your own “I want you.” emberassed by that, you just nodded in response. You knew what this meant; it meant to lie back on your back, letting the older man take control. And that was exactly what you did. Now that were comfortably placed on fluffy pillows and your thighs were wrapped around Williams waist he was intensively staring you down, his erecection pressed to your hole, waiting for your consent.Â
You wrapped your arms around his neck, gently tugging him towards yourself. Your heart was racing, part of you simply couldn´t believe this was really heppening, you were unable to speak clearly from excitement, your voice barely above a whisper “make me yours, William..”. And so he did. You could feel the hot, tingling, burning sensation within you as his shaft parted your walls to make room for him. You just stared down,in disbelief, slight shock and pain. The feeling of Williams chest vibrating against yours quickly whisking you away from your thoughts, and back to him. He seemed to be rather amused by your reaction, softly giggling. “You alright?” you just nodded as your walls became more and more adjusted to him. William pressed a kiss to your forehead before he proceeded to slam himself into you.Â
After a few, solid minutes you felt confident enough to engage a bit more, caressing his back up and down as he thrusted into you, genlty dragging your nails over his back every now and then, tangling your fingers in his hair, letting your head fall back in pleasure..It was like William finally managed to tear down the invisible walls you built between the two of you, and it truly was beautiful.Â
While the both of you reached your limits, William held you close to him, just squeezing you against his chest as he spilled into you. Now you truly were his...
(to be continued ? Also; I know this is long- but ngl i do prefer longer texts over shorter ones..)
 Summary; William is being oddly hostile with you and let´s you sleep in the guest bedroom which is attached right to his own. You happen to wake up and “sneaking out”, William catches you. You basically annoy him. Y/N grows more comfortable with William. Some very very mild fluff ig. Quite long! Writing this to keep you guys on your tip toes for the next part (lemon) and also so I can just jump right into it next time.Â
NO SMUT YET; GUYS JUST UH.... (semi) NORMAL THINGS
GENDER NEUTRAL
READER IS OF AGE
You found yourself awake once again, under unknown covers. At first you startled, already having forgotten where you were but immidiately settling back down comfortably upon remembering you were in Williams guest room! Come to think; why would William even let you sleep here, so close to him? Hmmm..Probably to avoid further confrontation between you and all the others. Yea, sounds about right. You wouldn´t want to interpret anything..questionable into Williams´ actions since you didn´t know the man well enough.
To put it short; you were bored. You had somehow managed to re-gain a lot of energy from the..wait. How long have you even been asleep for? Where was your phone? Your blood ran cold when you noticed that you must´ve left it in the bathroom whe you changed into your pyjamas. Well shit. Seeing as the guest room didn´t have any windows, nor clocks for you to be able to tell the time that meant you would have to leave the room in order to get your phone. But then it hit you- the guest room you were currently in was attached to Williams room..Oh Oh.Â
After a long time of reasoning with yourself in silence you decided that, if you were quiet enough you could probably sneak out the guest room, retrieve your phone and sneak back. Yes, sounds about right. So you started your little journey, now standing in the middle of Williams room. William stirred in his bed-perhaps he was having a nightmare? You decided to look at him, not for stalking or “being creepy” purposes, but because you simply couldn´t imagine such a harsh, bitter, and toxically masculine man all snuggled up in bed, just sleeping. It just didn´t seem like a “William thing”.
His bed was positioned headboard against the middle of the wall, a nightstand on each side, with a large window close by. The moon was higher up in the sky than earlier, not only indicating it will be morning soon but thus also illuminating William in his bed. He looked almost unnatural; just laying there, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, and if you weren´t mistaken you could also spot some stubbles re-growing on his usually clean-shaven face. He was rather cute like this, actually! Usually he was rather intimidating, actually. Seems you were staring at him for too long because he now started to wriggle around again, stretching apparently. A small noise escaped his throat, almost sounding like a little squeak. You couldn´t help but let out a quiet giggle and an “aaawe!”. Well, he was still asleep. Weird. You were convinced he was going to wake up and lecture you for being creepy.
 Not wanting to be caught, you quickly made your way to the bathroom. Ah, fuck. Your clothes were missing. Or were they? You reluctently opened one of the bathroom cabinets, perhaps William put your clothes in one of them. Nope, this was probably Michael´s cabinet; it contained a a few bottles of the same “3 in 1; bodywash, shampoo, conditioner″ men´s bodywash. How could one possibly use the same product for their body and hair?! Yikes. Oh! There was also a toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash and like 5 different kids of hairgel. You sighed, moving on to the next cabinet. This seemed to be Liz´s cabinet.Â
After rummaging through most of the cabinets and wondering how many towels and toiletries, and bandaids a family could possibly need you hit the jackpot! William`s cabinet and your clothes! Yes, finally. Oh, William had a lot of fancy stuff...You were curious. Oh well, taking one look couldn´t hurt. The packaging of his products was awfully fancy and he didn´t use the “3 in 1″ stuff that Michael used. Well you should´ve figured that out before, William was undeniably well groomed.He practically owned a whole beauty store! Conditioners, Shampoos, Soaps, Bodylotions, Bodyscrubs- everything! You giggled to yourself; imagining William in the bathtub, having a bubble bath, using the body scrub while his conditioner is setting. Silly. It was fun and games until you spot razors. One being one of those old-fashioned ones, labeled “face” and the other of a more modern nature labeled “nether region”. Now you truly felt invasive to his privacy, so you grabbed your clothes and flushed the toilet to not raise suspicions IF there was someone awake, wondering why you were in the bathroom for so long.
As soon as you left the bathroom you screeched. In front of the door stood William. In purple,grey and white flannel pants, a purple bathrobe which looks like it could possibly be too small, and plushy purple slippers. You put a hand on your chest, now glaring at him. “Took you long enough.” You sighed “I´m sorry, Will” the older man chuckled as you were hastily searching your brain for words. “Ah already gave me a nickname, yeah?” and now you truly were flabbergasted...how could you save this? You died inside from emberassment! “Now now, nothing to be emberassed about. People often shorten my name to `Will`, though I wish they would put more effort in giving me a better, more creative nickname.” he seemed oddly calm and collected..As if he´s been awake for quite some time. You just giggled nervously, actually you did feel a bit sorry for him. There weren´t many nicknames for his name..William. A lovely name but what could one possibly nickname a William?? “Don´t you dare.” you giggled “Willy!” William didn´t look very pleased. Unfortunately for him, this was more than funny for you and so you burst out laughing. William sighed in response “Would you mind stepping aside for me? I´ll be right back.” oh, right you were still blocking the bathroom. So you quickly left and let him do whatever he was gonna do.Â
You opened your phone to a bunch of messages from your best friend, asking you if you left and if you were alright. You didn´t respond; she could´ve and should´ve checked up on you personally earlier! You ignored her, and instead looked at the time “5:01 am” oh. Not much use going back to sleep, is there? But what could you do? Hmm....oh yea, perhaps google nicknames for William and then present them to him when he gets out the bathroom. And that´s exactly what you did.Â
The clock now strikes 6am and you and William were sitting on his bed like schoolgirls, while eagerly discussing nicknames for him. “Wilburt?” “NO” “Hmmm...Bill?” “Not too fond, but better than bloody Wilburt!” you giggled. You were out of ideas so why not just mess with him a little? “Sugarbuns.” you grinned at him. Now it was his turn being flabbergasted “What?” he seemed genuinely shocked “Oh please, Y/N give an old man some dignity!” “Babygirl?” “What is the satisfaction you young people have with calling men, especially older men `babygirl`?” oh. How does HE know that one already ? Oh well. “How about peepaw willy?” and that must´ve done it for him. A loud gasp errupted from the older mans throat, his lips parted, and eyes wide open (basically :0) “Do I look like a peepaw to you? Unbelievable!” he was seriously offended over this? You couldn´t help but start laughing. William didn´t appreciate that, not one bit.
 Soon after he unfolded his arms, and threw a pillow right in your face. You acted offended yet didn´t waste a second to throw it back at him and he ducked in response, so you missed. You grabbed the pillow and crawled over to him, so you could personally hit him in the face with it but he was good at holding you off, just laying on his back. So you found the ultimate solution for his demise; climb on him, thus holding him in place so nothing could get between the pillow and his face! So withouth thinking twice you proceed with your plan, now sitting on his upper thighs, straddling him. You raised the pillow, ready to strike but you couldn´t reach his head good enough just yet. Jeez, he really was tall. So you scooted up, now directly straddling his hips and, without a thought striking his face with the pillow at the same time. Both you and him jolted up when you felt something very very squishy right between your legs. And then it hit you; you just sat down directly on his very private part. You immidiately started apologizing to him. “Ah, don´t worry I don´t mind. Haven´t had anyone on there for a long time!” William giggled.Â
Despite being at home now, you couldn´t get over your time with William. Pondering about EVERYTHING. Hopefully things wouldn´t be weird between you and him when you come over next time. Come to think of it; the next time you would be over but be the anual vacation trip of the Aftons and your friend group. Shit..
what would you like to happen in the second part of the story ?
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Alright so. It was has been heavily requested that I make a second part of my story "You will be fine". Now, I didn't exactly plan on making a second part, so I am rather...overwhelmed by the nice messages and comments. I appreciate all of you! So I want you guys to decide in what direction the second part of my story will go.
wily; skilled at gaining an advantage, especially deceitfully.Â
William was just as manipulative as he was charming. Naturally, you, his beloved spouse would never grasp how horrid he is, due to being too emotionally dependent thanks to this charming mans skill to woo people.Â
GENDER NEUTRAL
READER IS OF AGE
Possible TW for non-sexual nudity
Your friends, or well, at least the friends you had left now have been telling you how much of a manipulative sociopath your dear William is. Not once in your life did you seize to give their words second thoughts. Never. Not even when William asked you to cut those off who “badmouth him, trying to make you break up with him just for fun”..Oh how could you not tend to his request of ending multiple friendships when your lover, your beloved, looked at you with a worried expression; eyebrows furrowed, corners of his mouth weighing down heavily, titanium eyes laced with tears and worry that his precious Y/N would possibly consider ever leaving him, just because their friends told them to. “Yes, yes, he might be a little old-fashioned indeed-” you giggled at your friends` comment about your beloved, calling him out for treating you as his spouse like it was still the 1950s “but you do have to consider that William is old. It´s only natural for him to act this way since he was brought up like this! Plus, he´s a good provider and partner.”. Your friend just responded with a short huff, sipping on her coffee. You both perked up in surpsie when you heard a house key jiggle in the lock of the front door. He was back from work early! Your friend quickly thanked you for inviting her over and was swiftly seated in her car whilst you greeted William, who didn´t exactly seem happy about your... hospitality towards your friends.
 “Hello, my Darling.” you pecked his cheek and continued asking him about how his day went, whilst hanging his trenchcoat on a coat-hanger, neatly tucking it away in the garderobe and handing him his house slippers, storing his leather loafers in the shoe cabinet “how was your day?” “how was having someone over in my house without asking me first ?” you paused dead in your tracks. “Oh i´m so sorry, I didn´t think I needed your approval to have a friend over!” William quickly made his way to the dining room, where you and your friend have sat, chatting away whilst sipping on some coffee and each enjoying a slice of cake. “And then you even leave me to clean up after you and your silly friends!”. Something weird about William was that you could never exactly put a finger on how/what he was actually feeling, and as of now you were rather uncertain if he was mad or just disappointed. “No, please let me handle this!” you took the plates he had just picked up from his hands, letting your (in comparison to his) small hands and soft skin graze against his larger, calloused ones. In response, William just raised a brow at you, whilst you cleared up the table, loading the dirty dishes into the dish washer. “Why are you home so early today, Darling?” he sighed, a small, soft smile now gracing his sharp, masculine features “I figured, since it´s Friday perhaps I´d come home earlier, spend some quality time by myself for an hour or two, then I´d be free for anything you have on your mind.” good, his mood improved you thought to yourself. You smiled at him brightly “That´s lovely!! How about I run you a bath? So you can wash the stress of the week off you and just relax a little until I finish making dinner.” “Why yes that´d be lovely.”
You quickly ran off, preparing the master bathroom for your partners bath; lovingly laid out his usual “home outfit” which included a plain, black turtleneck, loose fitting black suit slacks and of course, his underwear as well as laying some fresh towels onto the heater so that when he gets out of the tub, they´ll be nice and warm for him as well as letting the tub fill up with water and adding his favorite bath salts. Hygiene was important for William indeed! You were soon caught off guard when you heard the rattle of a belt; William was getting undressed for the tub. That was your que to leave the man by himself: nobody likes being watched while bathing after all. “Thank you, my dear.”, William was never too physically affectionate. You nodded your head, flashing him a warm smile again before taking a quick glance of your partners body “HEY!!” older man giggled, making you squeal with both emberassment and amusement as you hurried out the bathroom giggling.Â
Whilst William was bathing peacefully, you decided to start dinner and prepare his study; getting ready his cigar-cutter, already putting a whiskey decanter along with a whiskey glassÂą on his table until you hear him call your name. As independent, classy and how much of a loner William might be; sometimes he spends an insane amount of time with you. Like for example calling you into the bathroom while he´s taking a bath (when he´s done with his stuff like washimg himself, shaving etc) just to talk to you whilst he himself was just relaxing in the tub.Â
“Yes?” you poke your head into the bathroom to not invade his privacy too much “come, sit..please?” so you went and sat on the (obviously closed!) toilet. “why were you so angry with me today?” you asked whilst eyeing your darling lovingly. “Well you see- I find it rather disrespectful to let someone into the home I pay for without consulting me first.” he raised a hand to his face, as if he was face-palming, “but perhaps I´m being too old fashioned, no? I´m sorry, my dear.”. Now your ears were burning up, you didn´t mean to make William think badly of himself after all. “No, it´s fine I was just wondering!” you assured him “when were you planning on getting out, by the way? Your skin is pruning up already, Darling.” you only asked because you wanted to change the subject and you were 100% sure he knew. “Oh? Well then I suppose now” William spoke while pulling the drain plug in the bathtub and making his way out of the tub. Per usual he shamelessly stood there, peacefully drying off in front of you. And per usual you were trying to focus just looking at his face, yet every now and then your gaze drops to scan his full body. William wasn´t exactly muscular, nor was he skinny. His thighs were plush yet still² held a thigh gap, and littered with reddish-brown and grey hairs, his shoulders were broad and well defined, just like his chest, which also held some hair, his arms were rather thick; even to strangers it would be obvious he has to lift heavy parts now his belly was the most adorable thing ever to you; it was slightly pudgy and it held a happy trail.down to his nether regions. William was more than perfect for you! You truly did love him.Â
After Williams bath, eating dinner together and him enjoying his alone-time (reading a good book whilst having a nice cigar and enjoying some whiskey) you found yourself in bed, next to William. As you snuggled up to him, you decided to make some more conversation with him, he didn´t seem to mind. "Will?" "What is it? What's wrong, my dear?" he gently petted your head while you looked up at him. "Why don't you tell me about your childhood?" and oh boy, he did tell you about his childhood alright. After a while of William going into extreme detail of how his mother used to make all of his clothes by hand because they couldn't afford buying any, you zoned out.
You started to think about the fact that William was indeed still treating you as if it's the 1950s; he wants you to ask permission for many many things like for when you want to get your hair cut or dyed, or perhaps a piercing or tattoo or the way he expects you to cater to his every need as he is the one who brings home the money or how he once even spanked you (not in a sexual) because you disobeyed him. Your mind wandered and wandered, you giggled to yourself when you realized he practically fit into the typical "50s husband scheme" people have nowadays, just that he wasn't really abusive.
You came to the conclusion that your William wasn't manipulative, nor was he possesive nor abusive just old fashioned.
Poor, poor, clueless Y/N.
1. Drinking fancy whiskey and smoking cigars is such a clichè old man thing, and I LOVE it. William is a classy, fancy man in my opinion and so is drinking (good) whiskey and smoking cigars.
2. I basically described squid_nuudel's design of William. (6simp_nuudel9 on instagram)
Summary; William finds you out on their balcony, sobbing bc you got broken up with. William implies his attraction to you. GENDER NEUTRAL
READER IS OF AGE
tiny disclaimer; I wrote this when I truly was sick with bad neurological issues so if it's really really weird, I'm sorry I haven't proof-read it yet but I do want to publish it either way
This was supposed to be a fun day! You were going to hang out with Michael, his girlfriend aka your best friend and your (ex) boyfriend who, unfortunately for you, was Michaels best friend.Â
But now you found yourself sobbing on the Aftons balcony, tear glazed eyes intensely staring down the moon in hopes of her magically making you feel better. After about half an hour you steadied your breathing, wiping your runny nose on one of your sleeves and blinking away a few remaining tears. Why would he break up with you today? Why emberass you in front of Michael and your best friend? You huffed, if he were to be your forever one, your special one, or if he actually loved you, he would NOT have done that. Simple. Coming to think of it; why wasn't your best friend out here with you, comforting you?Oh well, couldn't care less. Finally, you feel at peace, even if just for the moment. The sound of an opening sliding door ripped you from your thoughts, quickly turning around to meet gazes with Michaels father; William. Though you would never dare call him by his first name, he was Mr.Afton to you. You studied him, mentally slapping yourself for coming out here.
Mr.Afton however just sighed as he swiftly reaches into the jacket of his usual purple suit, casually whipping out a cigar along with a purple zippo lighter. His steel grey orbs seemingly undressing you. Mr.Afton made you feel soft, weak and small. You would never dare to ever disrespect him. Not only out of fear, but he was also intimidatingly handsome. "This man indeed does age like fine wine" you thought to yourself, eyes scanning over the tall man. He cocked a brow staring at you, noticing your red, puffy eyes. "What's the matter?" he harshly asked. The lack of care in his voice startled you out your thoughts once again. Suddenly you felt emberassed to admit you just got broken up with. Emberassed to admit you were neither lovable, nor desirable for a man. You never felt so alone before. Now the familiar feeling of warm liquid rising from your eyes hit you again. Much to your dismay, you were now sobbing in front of William, who seemed very helpless and shocked- stunned, even. "Oh." He took another step towards you, considering laying a soothing hand on your shoulder yet deciding against it as to not invade your personal space. "There there. Would you like to tell ol' William what happened, my dear?".
You would, if you could but everytime you tried to explain, the words came out chocked and gargled. The older man in front of you sighed once again, putting out his cigar and opening his arms, inviting you in for a hug "Would a hug make you feel better? Come on, bring it in. Got nothing to lose" within a second you found yourself sobbing into the purple fabric of his shirt. Lucky you couldn't see the disgusted look on his face as your tears stained his suit. You stayed in his arms until you felt...better? He really did have a soothing aura. "Now, what's wrong? What did they do?" he asked once again, now sounding more empethatic and caring than before. You looked away as you begun explaining how your boyfriend broke up with you, how your best friend didn't even try to comfort you, and how you felt undesireble. William stayed silent, nodding every now and then while you spoke to show he was listening. "Know what? That's no matter to cry about. Other women also have nice sons. You wouldn't want to be with someone who doesn't love you, would you?" you shook your head "no.." he let out a chuckle. "Considering the situation I assume you don't want to return to your friends ?" again, you shook your head. "Well then. I do have another guest room. I suppose you may use it..." for a split second he raised his voice "BUT only if you promise to be quiet. The room is attached to my master bedroom and I do not wish to be disturbed." You nodded this time "Yes, Mr.Afton".
As the both of you made your way back inside, you cautiosly following after William, you notice he's walking downstairs. You were indeed confused, yet kept following. "Tell you what. I'll make you a cup of nice tea while you change into your pyjamas. It'll help you sleep. 'S that alright with you?" you managed to smile "Yes! Thank you, Mr.Afton" William clicked his tongue in response "Oh please. Drop the formalities, making me feel old." he grinned. Nodding, you quickly made your way upstairs into the bathroom, getting ready for bed. It seems you took a while because as soon you left the bathroom you noticed Williams bedroom door open, him standing in the frame yet still in his suit.
He stepped aside as to invite you in, pointing to a door across the room. "You'll be sleeping there today. Consult me if you need something. And hey" he took a step closer to you, letting one of his large hands rest on your left shoulder "tomorrows another day. As you get older, a lot of new doors will open while others may remain closed, or close over time. Yet there's no need to frat over what you can't or don't have. It's all okay." you smiled up at him once again. "Thanks Mr- err..William".
Much to your surprise you suddenly felt a strong tug from the hand on your shoulder, yanking you against his chest once again. "And not to mention, there are plenty other men who will take interest in you" for a brief moment you could've sworn he kissed your head. "Now, off to bed with you. Sleep well." he let go of you. "Good night, William!!". As you entered the room you found a cup of tea on your night stand. The room was cozy! You happily sunk into bed, a warm and fuzzy feeling lulling you to sleep.
ah huh, fellow William Afton enjoyer! I have been waiting for this
William Afton headcanons
-well you probs already know that he is british, right?
-"ELIZABEF,MAIKOL"
-"would you do me a favor and hand me my box of fags?"
you: *gasp*
"..wot ? "
-likes to consider himself a gentleman
-old fashioned as hell lol
-teen maikol wanted a piercing once and William was just like ?? "maikol...I have not heard such a schewpid fing since I heard your muthers reason why she cheated on me...which was 20 years ago.."
but dAd I really want one, all the others have one! #
"if the others jump off a bridge, are yew jumping, too?"
- Maikol also isn´t allowed smoking
-have I mentioned that William always has a ciggie in his mouth?? yea, now imagine how he smells
-he does try his best to cover up that scent though
-when he´s off work he prefers having cigars
-yes, he indeed did burn Maikol with them
-he once accidentally...ashed on bby Evans head while he was holding him, cigarette in mouth and all.. the ash just fell down lmao (not the hot ash, the cool gross nasty grey one)
-to be fair he is a genius
-listen up, as old fashioned as he may be; he still doesn´t judge ppl based on their appearance (just a tiny bit but he judges you by your vibe yk??)
-smooth talker
-he is actually very honest like in the novels; he may leave a few details out but he never lies
-William is more likely not to answer a question that to lie tbh
-literally anyone could ask him how they look and he´d give his most honest opinion...and if you happen to get upset he will probs think sumn like "why ask when you can´t handle the truth ?"
-he plays classical music on a record player at night while he sleeps
-him and his wife never slept in the same room though..apparantly William didn´t like having the kids bursting into the room 7466487 times a night to tell their beloved mum about their oh so horrid nightmare
-FunFact; he taught his children "british english" instead of "american english"
dAAAd Maikol stabbed my eraser
"Elizabef..do you mean your rubber?"
-his fave scents are oak, opium and sandalwood btw
-and fresh tobacco ofc (not the ciggarette one)
-he probs wears those sock garter things..
-honestly? he is always well-dressed! even at home
man I can´t think of anything else anymore...I´ll add to it as soon as I think of more hcs
