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Is Michael like a local Hurricane cryptid?
Very much so,,
Hii so uh first post! I've been struggling with keeping up drawing lately and i thought starting to post on here again might give me the motivation to keep it up, even if it's not always perfect.
So i thought I'd pick up an old drawing i made of this guy here and remake it, what better way to start than my favorite purple guy with a couple of headcanons scattered around
Wrote most of this while sitting in my friend's car, coming home from watching the second FNAF movie. We both agreed that Michael Afton would probably be a yandere. RIP to the same friend's sanity. (Don't worry she's fine.)
Tw for abuse, manipulation, possessive/obsessive behavior, and fucked up smut at the end. Dead dove: Do not eat.
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(Movie) Michael Afton x fem Reader
★ He's the kind of guy who would lock you in your room until you learn to behave. Strangely enough, you often sleep in different rooms. With you in the bedroom. While he sleeps on the couch so as to not disturb you. His odd sleep schedule makes it so. In his words, you "Don't have a reason to complain."
★ Michael sends about a hundred texts a day. If you don't respond, he might convince himself you're cheating. Even though, logically, you could never. Desperate for control even when he’s away.
★ He wants your hair done a certain way, so he does it himself. Some mornings you might wake up to him playing with your hair. It's creepy because you don't know he's there until you wake up.
★ You will be the perfect wife. Even if he needs to break your spirit first. Don't worry. He won't stop loving you... After all, nothing worth doing is easy.
★ Michael is not above sensory deprivation as a punishment. Some use it as a tool for "advanced interrogation," he uses it when you so much as think about leaving him.
★ Despite everything, he can be sweet to you. That's how he is most of the time. Doting on your every need. Making sure that there isn't something missing.
★ Want new clothes? Done. He's already bought you a full wardrobe. The only catch is he gets to choose what you wear. I'm not saying you won't like what he picks out. You do. But he has his own aesthetic that you'll have to match.
★ Something homely. Long dresses that reach your ankles. Thick, warm cardigans with flowers sewed into the fabric. Modest. Just like the "perfect wife" he's always dreamed of. Anything more revealing is saved for his eyes only. Only his.
★ He likes to keep a hand on your thigh in public. So people know who you belong to. Really, he genuinely likes to have hands on you. Not even in a sexual way. A hand on your shoulder, his arm around your waist. You're so pretty next to him. How could he not?
★ His pet names for you consist of "my angel" "dove" and "dearest" because you're almost innocent. Pure. Completely untouched by a world that ruins most nice things.
★ For a variety of reasons, Michael won't let you drive. Why would you need to? He's here. If you insist on it, fine. It's not worth fighting you over. But there's only one car, so you can't leave without him.
fnaf 4 comic page i did a while back :D
@river_r0cket on twt ^u^
Since we all like to joke about the fact that William Afton and Henry Emily are just Billy Loomis and Stu Matcher with different identites and got away with murders, i Was waiting for someone to say that Vannessa's sweater from the first movie is something she inherited from her dad
my crack theory isn’t that Mrs. Afton cheated on William with Henry. No, my crack theory is that she cheated on William with a man that looked exactly like Henry.
💤 William’s Bunny-Kick Sleep Habit — My little Headcanon 🐇💭
Most nights it’s just a twitch. His leg gives these little “jerks” like he’s running in a dream, a rabbit bounding across the grass. Sometimes it’s just one kick, sometimes a few in rhythm. You’ve woken up to the mattress shaking just enough to know he’s off in dreamland doing something mischievous.
If he’s especially comfortable — or dreaming vivid — the kicks get worse. He’ll do these sharp, sudden thumps, sometimes kicking the blanket loose or smacking the headboard with his heel... You’ve actually jumped from the noise more than once.
When you’re unlucky enough to be curled up close, he can full-on boot you. Not even meaning to — just one unconscious, bunny-like thump of his leg and you’re tumbling to the floor. He jerks awake all flustered, groggy, like: “Bloody hell—did I do that?” and then tries (poorly) to act like it’s your fault for sleeping too close.
He denies it when awake. If you tell him he twitches like a rabbit in his sleep, he’ll glare at you, lips twitching like he’s fighting a smirk, and insist “I sleep perfectly still.” He absolutely doesn’t, and you know it.
Bonus Cute Version: Sometimes he’s half-asleep, and the kicks are smaller, more rhythmic, and you realize he’s dreaming happy. You catch him making this little content huff or faint chuckle in his sleep. That’s when the bunny-kick feels almost… wholesome, like his subconscious is playing.
... So in a way, you could say William literally has a “rabbit kick of affection” that you unfortunately experience firsthand.
— His bunny-Kick dream triggers in different mood —
🐇 The Tiny Twitch (soft little kicks, like a paw shuffle)
→ Happy/comfort dreams
He’s dreaming of something mundane but warm — maybe tinkering with a machine that finally works perfectly, or the laughter of kids when he’s in his performer days...Sometimes it’s you, just curled up beside him even in his dream... His body relaxes so much that the energy releases in those faint little jerks. Almost endearing:3
🐇 The Mid-Kick (shakes the bed, knocks blankets loose)
→ Mischief dreams
This happens when his brain is running wild. He’s dreaming of performing, pulling a trick onstage, or getting the last word in a clever argument. His leg moves like he’s physically “punctuating” his amusement. You’ve woken to him smirking in his sleep, leg still twitching like he’s chasing a laugh only he can hear.
🐇 The Heavy Thump (enough to wake you up, or bruise your shin if you’re too close)
→ Frustration dreams
Probably about something in business, or H e n r y getting the upper hand, or one of his kids testing his patience. He doesn’t lash out consciously, but his body does the venting for him. You’ll see his brow furrow even in sleep. The kick comes out sharp, almost like he’s physically shoving the problem away.
🐇 The Catastrophic Boot (oops—you’re on the floor now)
→ High-stakes stress dreams
These are the nights his mind dredges up guilt, loss, or nightmares of control slipping away. He doesn’t whimper or cry out like some people — no, William’s brain channels it into sheer kinetic energy. The rabbit-thrash. It’s both sad and a little ridiculous because when you land on the floor, he startles awake, looks at you blankly, and mutters:
“…what are you doing down there?”
before reluctantly pulling you back up.
🐇 The Rhythmic Kicks (fast, playful, like he’s running in place)
→ Joy dreams
These are rare but magical. He dreams of youth — racing, performing, or being truly free of all the heaviness that normally drags him down. His kicks mimic running through tall grass, bounding like an actual hare! You’ll even catch him with a faint boyish grin on his face. That’s when you almost don’t mind being kicked.
It’s funny, isn’t it? His subconscious betrays him. Awake, William Afton is composed, sharp, calculating. Asleep? He’s a bunny with runaway legs.
OH AND another bonus when William later becomes Springtrap, he absolutely would still have that old habit of twitchy, rabbit-like leg kick in his sleep. Even after all the ruin, the rot, the wires threading through him like nerves—those old subconscious habits would linger. His body may be mechanical and grotesque, but it’s still William trapped inside, and the way he dreams leaks into the twitch of a limb.
Imagine
When he’s having a rare pleasant dream—memories of performing, of applause, or even those fragments of warmth he refuses to admit he misses—you get this little jolt of his foot, like a dog chasing something in its sleep. Almost harmless, almost cute... except, well, it’s not exactly soft paw pads anymore. It’s steel.
When the dream turns sour—frustration, rage, old failures gnawing at him—his legs kick sharper, heavier. Like his subconscious is still fighting phantoms on stage or crushing someone who dared oppose him. That’s when you’d really need to guard yourself. One wrong kick and bam—you’re getting a bruise courtesy of a bunny
If you share a bed with him? You’d definitely have to armor up maybe a pillow fortress, or some thick blanket wrapped around you like a cocoon. Or else, you risk being woken at 3AM by a sudden, sharp clang to the thigh because Springtrap just dreamt about missing a cue in one of his old performances.
And ohhh, imagine him waking up and realizing he did kick you—he’d either play it off with smug amusement (“Consider it a... love tap, dear.”) or, if he’s in one of his more vulnerable moods, get flustered and try to cover it up (“You should’ve stayed out of the blast radius.”)
