Can I ask you for headcanons and stuff like that about FNaF (Meh, let's be honest, about Michael, XD)? I don't think I can wait without anything to read until the third movie comes out, and your blog is SO great :3
thank you so much!!! i am so glad you’re enjoying my ramblings :’) rest assured they will undoubtedly get progressively more insane as we wait for the next movie. there will be no shortage of things to read from Me
now! a random assortment of headcanons for you <3 michael + afton family themed
michael says his favourite colour is purple. he has no idea anymore if it really is or if he only says that because purple was william’s favourite colour. at any rate, michael secretly prefers a soft lilac to the royal purple his father liked.
michael was a preemie baby. he was tiny, and william adored him for those first few precious years. he saw potential in michael, in a Son. but michael didn’t grow up big and strong the way runts of the litter are meant to, he stayed small and sickly and pathetic, and william began to resent him for imagined wasted potential, and the burden of his life when he can’t serve william.
vanessa played soccer as a kid. she played defence, and she was Good. naturally athletic, and she’d come into herself on the field in a way she couldn’t anywhere else. it gave her a space to forget about the rest of the world and focus on a simple goal (no pun intended), even if her teammates didn’t particularly like her — which they did not. she was wildly unpopular. but soccer was fun. william would come and watch her games, and she would hate it for reasons she couldn’t quite understand. (michael was often dragged along, and he’d sit on the hard plastic bench actively rooting against vanessa’s team.)
william smoked his whole life. michael started smoking at quite a young age too, initially a mixture of wanting to copy his father and a bid for attention, sure william would notice. and william did — he just didn’t care. vanessa, on the other hand, once came home after taking a single drag from a girl’s cigarette in an attempt to befriend her, and william was furious with her for weeks. he gave her the silent treatment and she apologised a million times, promised she’d never do it again, and finally he told her he was just worried about her health. michael still smokes — the same brand william used to.
michael is very good at drawing and loves photography, particularly film photography even as digital comes into the field. vanessa likes sewing and running, she goes for a run every night to decompress.
michael is underweight and thus Constantly cold, no matter how many layers he wears. his hands are always freezing. he’s also considerably malnourished and anaemic. he has to stand up slow — he’s fainted more than once, and always gets a head rush that includes his vision going black. he’s just learned how to work through it.
vanessa is vegetarian. she has been since she was a child. it drove william insane, but he begrudgingly accommodated her. michael briefly tried to copy her, but william just stopped serving him dinner entirely, so he quickly learned better.
their mother is super dead. william killed her. (michael watched.)
