#But I'll say that while star going supernova makes a big point to say that the fazbears don't hold resentment over

[and-stir-the-stars]

Tell me abt! MBMW William! MBMW Henry! What are the adults around like!! What are they up to!!

Also! Freddy! What was his life like before becoming a parent? What prompted him to make the decision to have children? Does he have other family or friends that haven't been shown?

Also. If Vanessa and Michael were in a fight. What methods would they use, who would win, and how close would it be?

long answer under the cut

MBMW William is,, yeah. He's physically never around, which isn't a product of my characterization of William so much as a product of me not knowing how to write him at first and not wanting him to get in the way of the drama between the Afton Kids, but whatever.

He actively tries to avoid being home, partly because he's annoyed by all the expectations his children have of him (expectations like, um, being a good father) and by all the needs they have. It's exhausting knowing that people expect things from you even if you have no desire to try fulfiling those expectations. And additionally, his mood tends to be sour at when at home because he has high expectations for his children that they can never fulfil in his eyes. Not completely.

He believes his children should be self-sufficient, unburdensome, quiet, obedient, loyal, eager to help him fulfil his goals. But even when his children display these qualities, he finds some flaw to tear them down with. Michael’s frustration with William and Elizabeth's clinginess are annoying to him. Evan, meanwhile, just sorta fades into the background most of the time; in the past Evan’s constant crying was an annoyance, but by now Evan has started crying silently and William doesn't bring his kids with him out in public all that much so it's not as much of an embarrassment anymore. Evan isn't the ideal kid, ofc; he's Weird, but at least his quietness and fear of others is a better level of weirdness then, say, Liz and Mike acting out all the time and Liz being so clingy. If it weren't for William’s experimenting on his kids, he'd forget Evan even exists at all, I think. Evan has learned by now (from experience and from watching his siblings) that it's best not to try reaching out to William.

Most of William’s time is spent in business meetings, dealing with business crises, designing animatronics and death traps, finding dirt on his higher up employees he can use for blackmail, forming contingency plans for contingency plans, forming "connections" and putting on shows he can use to further his family-man image, and casing Fredbear locations as he picks out the next crime scene and victim.

William’s a busy man. Especially now, with all the whispers about his company after the Bite, with Henry going awol after Charlie’s death, with his children ever so slowly growing closer (and therefore harder to control; it's more difficult to predict what they will get up to without them defaulting to trying to tear out each others throats), and with Gregory getting more and more bold.

There are some aspects of his job that he enjoys; the business angle gives him the opportunity to be cut-throat and aggressive with other adults in ways he can't get anywhere else. Getting his own way and being in charge of decision making is empowering.

There are some aspects he hates as well. Deep down, he hates sharing the glory with Henry. William usually leaves Henry in charge of buttering up potential business partners because William loathes to be the one doing any "ass-kissing," (lack of control + it's reminiscent of childhood trauma) but sometimes William has to be the one doing that, either because Henry is too soft-willed in William’s mind to deal with certain people/companies without them walking all over Henry or because Henry is just too busy. The times when William has to do some ass-kissing to keep his business afloat, when business deals go wrong, and when people question his authority and his image are often the times when William is the roughest with his kids. And with his murders.

The times he spends at home, he's mostly locked away in his room/office/the garage. The kids survive his worst days by trying not to break the routine of daily life that he sets for them. Liz chipperly asks him how his day was like she always does; they all have to listen to him where he slumps on the couch ranting about work things they don't understand as they try to balance doing chores with paying enough attention to what he says. He asks them about their days, sometimes, but the only answer he wants is either an "i was good, i got good grades and i behaved" or an admission of something he can use against them later. He's exhausted when he comes home and uses how hard he works to support the kids as a guilt tripping mechanism. He's emotionally distant and tense, and the kids all have different reactions to the rare times when he tries acting like a normal caring father and making them act like normal caring children.

He doesn't do much outside of work. William has no friends that he hangs out with outside of work, especially now that Henry is out of the picture.

And, speaking of Henry. He's "out of the picture" but he's not dead or anything. He just did not handle Charlie’s death very well at all. It's been two years since then and he's still withdrawing from everyone he loves; he insists that he's "fine" but everyone who knows him knows that he isn't. He drifts between Fredbear locations both in and out of the state like a ghost; he obsessively checks safety regulations at each one and tries to design and install new security measures like mad, and he's blind to whether these "security measures" are good (like coming up with stamps and coding devices so employees know which children came in with which parents, to avoid kidnapping situations) and which ideas are bad (your scene in Blips when Henry tells kids about the spare keys he keeps hidden around is the inspiration for this particular detail).

He's constantly with the kids at the Fredbear locations he goes to, trying to keep them happy and safe as a coping mechanism for his guilt over Charlie’s death. His wife divorced him years before Charlie died, and Henry drifts around from place to place without telling any of his friends where he's going or that he's leaving at all, so it's difficult for anyone to know where he is or to reach out to him and encourage him to stop and take care of himself. William has to pick up the slack from Henry neglecting his duties as co-head of the company. Henry wasn't always this bad, but things have been getting worse and worse, and I'm sure that by now William is actively trying to cut Henry out of the company, or else he has already succeeded in knocking Henry to a lower ranking position.

Henry is normally a kind-hearted, warm and jolly man. This persona does come out still when he's with the kids at Fredbear's, but by the time MBMW takes place, he's known for the anger and the ferocity with which he will cut you out of his life and burn you to the ground if you challenge his goals (his goals being little more than delusions about making up for not being there for his daughter now). William tried being "supportive" at first, but it didn't take long for him to get bored with Henry's irrationality rather than enjoying it; he tried getting Henry to stop and Be Normal again (maybe leading the company alone wasn't as easy as Will thought) and by now Henry has actively cut William out just like so many of his other friends and family.

Or, it could be interesting if Henry is actually past this point some time after BCOH. Henry starts getting a grip, gets some therapy, and starts letting people back into his life, including one slippery and manipulative William as well as his other friends and family. Henry would have fallen even further into his "William is a good friend and a good person" delusion than ever before, perhaps in part because he's already "wronged" William when William was just trying to "watch out for him" by discouraging him from letting Charlie’s death take over his life like all his other friends warned him about (and he leans further in because he's lost Charlie and is scared of losing anyone else he cares about). So even if the Afton children come to him for help after BCOH, Henry still does nothing.

Either way could work, but Henry hasn't meant much to the story so far and I don't have any current plans to write him in, so there's not much reason for me to settle on a single idea.

Moving on:

Frebby is complicated ig. The story that inspired MBMW is by Star_Going_Supernova on ao3, called Blood of the Covenant. That story, with the same premise of "Gregory and his sister Vanessa are being raised by Freddy and are friends with Evan" (highly recommend reading that story, btw) made me question: what would it look like if the Bite of 83 still happened despite Gregory and the Fazbears' presence?

Star_Going_Supernova has not just Freddy but all of the glamrock animatronics from security breach (tho Freddy and Bonnie are the parents of the household and they're the ones given most of the screentime; the others are extended family). When I made the decision to turn MBMW from a one-shot to an extended au, I liked the idea of having all of the glamrocks (except Bonnie and Chica, I suppose, since those are still animatronics in my au) be humans and part of Freddy's friends and family, but I didn't want to encroach upon Star's story.

Maybe I will write some of them into the story eventually, though, now that my au is developed enough to not be a carbon copy of Star's, because I do like the idea of the glams being there. I would have to figure out what to do about Glam Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy, though; whether to keep the characters and give them new names or scrap them entirely.

Freddy is a writer and performer of children's songs for cartoons, and I think he's an aspiring voice actor as well. If DJ Music Man is a human character in the story, then MM might be what got Freddy into it; either MM had connections in the industry or just encouraged/inspired Freddy to go for it. I think it bothers Freddy, sometimes, that the kids he's so passionate about don't really know his name as the song writer behind the songs for their favorite episodes and shows, but for the most part Freddy just likes making good music that makes kids happy.

When Gregory first found out what Freddy’s job was, and later when Evan first found out, both of the boys likely freaked when they realized Freddy has made some of their favorite songs. Freddy might even have worked on some songs for the tv show Fredbear and Friends. Gregory and Evan’s excitment and awe definitely helps him through that tidbit about him being bothered for the lack of recognition he gets in his field.

This ask made me realize that, yk, Freddy is an actual human being and he would have been an actual little kid at one point and he probably had parents... which. Weird. Really weird.

Obviously the animatronic Freddy was made by Henry and William, so I think it'd be neat to have MBMW Freddy's parents be loosely based off of Henry and William’s dynamic. Maybe Freddy grew up with one abusive parent and another parent who was almost maliciously, purposely ignorant to the abuse Freddy faced. Freddy growing up surrounded by adults who knew something was wrong but did nothing about it makes Freddy passionate to be there for Gregory and Vanessa and then for Evan-- and it makes it hurt so much worse that no matter what he tries, he can't get any authorities to believe him about his suspicions of child abuse in the Afton household. Even the biggest red flag of all-- the Bite-- is something that William weasels his way out of, and-- well, this is getting into spoiler territory for the next chapter of Funtimes, so... ah... yeah. I'll stop talking.

But basically, Freddy has tried doing things to get Evan and the other Afton kids help (it'd be out of character if he didn't), but for one reason or another (not having any evidence, William manipulating authorities, abuse not being as big a deal in the 80s, take your pick), nothing Freddy has tried has worked. Whether or not this is realistic doesn't matter; fact of the matter is, I just wouldn't have a story if Freddy’s attempts had worked. Or rather, I would have a vastly different version of the story. But I like the version of the story as it is, so Willy unfortunately just has Plot Armor to protect him for now.

There's not really a Big Story for how Freddy ended up adopting Vanessa and Gregory. In my head, I thought it would be funny if he just found them squatting in an abandoned building one day and was like well I guess I'm taking you home now!

Ness and Gregory were bouncing around in foster care for a while after they were both rendered parentless. They faced some traumatic stuff in the foster care system before Vanessa finally had enough. Either the foster home they were in was way too abusive or there was talk about separating the two of them into different foster homes, so 15-year-old Vanessa takes 7-8 year old Gregory and just bolts. She'd rather risk trying to survive on their own then the hell they came from. That's when Freddy finds them somewhere and ends up adopting them. It was a big decision, but these kids were desperate. A lot like him, when he was younger, so in a way... the decision was already made the moment he saw them.

And as for Vanessa and Mike,,

Maybe this is a controversial take, but I get "couldn’t actually fight to save his life" vibes from young Mike.

Most of his experience with violence comes from having to learn how to take being hit, thanks to William. With William, he's never actually been in a position where physically fighting back is an option. Even when Mike gets violent with Evan-- and yeah, in the au he not only psychologically and emotionally torments Evan but physically hurts Evan, too-- it's done because he knows Evan is too weak and gentle to fight back.

Mike talks rough, but he doesn't know a single thing about how to defend himself. He gets some pointers when he's with his friends (the fnaf 4 bullies) as they rough house together, torment younger kids, and play jokes on their peers who reject them. But for Mike at least, trying to fight against someone who actually has power over him (unlike Ev) and actually wants to if not deal him real damage then at least wants to incapacitate him (unlike the times he plays rough with his friends)? Young Mike doesn't stand a chance.

He'd be eager at first, managing to get in the first hit (very, very clumsy punches, maybe trying to imitate moves he makes with his friends or that he's seen wrestlers do on tv or on the school team), but an opponent like Vanessa would get the best of him very very quickly.

Vanessa already has the advantage in the fight because she's several years older and is taller; Vanessa herself is a couple inches taller than is average for her age.

Vanessa had a hard time adjusting when Freddy adopted them; she had been burned by foster parents in the past and didn't see any reason to trust that Freddy wouldn't do the same. I can see Freddy signing her up for self defense classes to help her feel strong enough to keep herself and Gregory safe.

Either way, I think that while Vanessa has the means and opportunity to instantly KO Mike, she wouldn't. She would purposely keep him in action. She stalks around him and forces him to constantly move to catch up to her and face her. She lets him keep swinging at her; most of these swings are misses or don't hurt all that much (both from her dodging and Mike having bad aim), but she lets Mike get enough hits in to keep his hopes and ego up so he'll keep coming at her and wearing himself out. Once he's exhausted himself, she moves in for the kill.

Well, not for the KILL, of course. For the most part she just wants to scare him; maybe she knocks him down and twists his arm behind his back until he cries before getting up and walking away; Mike gets away with scrapes and bruises and maybe a black eye, and he's sore for a few days but that's it.

But if she was REALLY pissed, like if she saw Mike hurt Gregory or Evan or even Liz really badly, I can see her losing control and Mike coming out of it with one or more broken limbs, maybe she breaks his nose too.

#General vibes for the ages of the adults: #Freddy- late 30s to early 40s #Henry- late 40s #Will- early to mid 50s #Like mike i myself know nothing abt fighting so i can't really answer ur question #But I'll say that while star going supernova makes a big point to say that the fazbears don't hold resentment over #Mike for the way he treated evan the Fazbears so hold resentment in my au. They're mature about it (esp freddy) but he Bothers them #I'm also thinking that while they have reservations about the way liz treated/treats evan #She's a bit younger so they go the smallest bit easier on her. And they'd especially go #Easier on her if she really was forgotten and left behind in the chaos of the Bite #But by go easier on her i mean like. The same level of 'go easy on' that freddy does in ch1 of mbmw with mike #Like they're not excusing her actions and they're directly like 'yeah this is a direct result #Of what you did and you need to understand that' but they're also like. Ur a traumatized kid so it's #Understandable if ur a bit fuckrd up. #A nest torn empty #My brother my wound #This is a good ask thank you #evan afton support center #tw child abuse #Tw child death

[spacegirlinorbit]

A Star in Your Eyes Cassian Andor x (femsith) reader

A/N: Loosely based on the song  All for Us by Labrinth and Zendaya. Reader is a sith/ dark force user. Its not a sith/dark force fic though. A lot of inspo from unique astronomy words. 

Definitions: 

Stellar collision: coming together of two stars

Cosmos: universe seen as a whole

Zenith: the highest point reached by a celestial or other being

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This was no big bang, but if love is blind then whose to say?

This was never supposed to happen. It was wrong on so many levels. I knew it. He knew it. Yet here we are.

Here we are. 

Naked. In each other's arms while the two suns illuminate us on some lonely planet. 

Lonely. I wonder if the empire will take that excuse. 

I was an imperial captain. Not the highest in my rank, but high enough to know better than to get...entangled with the enemy. 

But he feels warmer than the suns and his kisses are a stellar collision. I have my head resting in the nook of his arm and chest as my hand maps out every scar on his chest feeling his heartbeat; a song I'll never get out of my head.

This is bad. Really bad, but neither one of us says anything or moves for that matter. So we stay in thin sheets in each other's arms while our lips make new constellations on our bodies. On all accounts of our positions, it's wrong, but feels like heaven. Maker, I've done it now. 

It was an unexpected moment where we both stumbled down the same small alleyway clearly lost and slightly drunk. Looks like both of our missions sucked, yet we didn't confront those demons upon meeting. His face was well known in the ranks of the even lowest of lieutenants to possibly Darth Vader himself. The infamous rebel who has a knack for stealing and getting away. Cassian Andor. Hell this guy even stole one of our droids and rerouted it to accompany him on his missions. Cocky, scruffy-looking nerf herder he is. 

He must have known who I was. Even in his state of mind he was quick to pull his weapon and do his best to straighten himself up. 

“You don’t have to do that you know.” I try to negotiate. 

“You're an inquisitor.” He responds.

“Was. Was an inquisitor. I’m now a captain. Like you. How ironic.”

He doesn't pull his blaster back. His dark eyes go keen and he observes me closely. 

“What do you mean by was? I didn’t know you could get demoted from such a position.” His accent is thick and I can't help but want to hear more of it. I try to shake the thought away quickly as it comes.

“They saw me in a better position giving orders. It’s not like I can question it.” 

“Are you going to spill all their secrets, because if so, this would make it a lot easier on me.”

“I know. I killed the guy trying to give you information.”

“I thought you just said you weren’t an inquisitor.” His stance gets tense and the gun is more pointed towards my head for a dead shot kill. 

“I’m not. Inquisitors look to eliminate force users who won’t join the dark side with Darth Vader.” I can feel my body change and my eyes burn into the Sith I try to hide. “So, Captain Cassian Andor, I suggest you put the weapon down.” I start to raise my hand as I look him in the eyes. 

He looks a bit shocked, but not frightened like many faces I've seen before. He puts the weapon slowly on the ground and puts his hands up, kicking it away. I let the darkness slip away and I walked towards the rebel. 

“Try that again,” I start to say and lean in close to his ear, “You’ll regret every second I will allow you left to breathe.” 

He is quick and I don't anticipate he would even dare to try to do this, but he is a rebel. I should've expected a little obstinacy. He’s got me back against the wall of some scummy building and a knife to my neck. I want to laugh. He’s good. Too bad he’s a rebel, but let’s see how far I can get. 

“How’s that for your little threat? Is that the best you can do?” he pushes, yet I can feel what he feels. So much pent up emotions. Wonder what I can do about that. I know it's wrong but he looks so good right now and he is so close I can feel his breath fan over my mouth and soft lips just centimeters away. 

Nova, this will be the death of me and I will die happily. 

I shift my leg that’s in between him and I can see him bend his head down lower and bite his lip as he holds back a moan. Oh yeah, hook and bait.  He looks back up into my eyes and I can't resist. I just want to be free. One night. Maker, if one night of letting go kills me, then let me go. He drops the knife and pulls me closer and then knocks me back onto the wall and holding both my hands up by my head. I moan at the hard contact, but enjoy it just as much as he does. He whispers,” not here” in between the hot kisses that leave our breath seen in the air. He pulls back but continues to hold at least one of my hands. “I have a place.” I follow him in the slightly crowded streets. It doesn’t take long for us to get there and we easily make it to his room on the top floor of the simple hostel.

That was our supernova. I mean being a captain for the empire was no easy task and years before being an inquisitor wasn’t the fondest memories of my years. I gave in. To the enemy no less. Maker, we will both die if caught. My thoughts easily dissipate as we cave in to one another. He must want this just as bad as well. 

He pulls me into a kiss tangling his hand into my hair and fuck if this isn’t religious then why does he have me on my knees? 

We spent the whole night creating our own cosmos and landed softly in each other's arms after multiple zeniths. 

“y/n.” I smile gently as I hear my name pass his lips, but my heart is on edge for what might come next. I turn more and raise my head to look him in the eyes. 

“I just wanted to say it, in case I don't get the chance to again. Like this at least.” I smile gently at him and hold his hand in mine to kiss his sweet knuckles. 

“Cassian.” 

“Y/n.”

“We have to go now. They will start looking for us.” I whisper quietly hoping the universe doesn’t hear me to make me regret it. I try to get up first and as I sit up he pulls me back down to kiss me longingly and gently than he has all night. It feels like goodbye and I hate how it tastes so bittersweet. I take my time staying in his embrace one more time. 

Then we get dressed in silence passing each other a piece of clothing we find that is the others that's strewn across the room. 

I get to the door first as Cassian puts on his jacket. I look back at him and say, “I’ll send you coordinates of where I'll be next.”

Then I leave the room and know this won't be the last time I commit a crime against the empire. And I’ll do it again and again and again because guilty or innocent, my love is infinite. 

#Cassian Andor x Reader #Star Wars #Star Wars Fanfic #Songfic #not really #A lot of astro ref #enemies to lovers #Cassian x Sith Reader #diego luna #SW

[teydious]

if you fall in love with me, don't.

this isn't some cliche poem about my suffering from the lack of a male role model

because that would be a terrible lie.

and my dad raised a daughter with a guilty conscience, not a liar.

anyways,

i'm here to warn you about what you might be getting yourself into.

i smile by habit, not by choice.

i giggle out of empathy, and humor,

or embarrassment but never to purposely spite.

i get jealous when i see that someone can provide for

other people in a way that i can't

but that's because i'm a people pleaser

and us people pleasers, we just want to give.

and i go through phases just like the moon,

but i always complete my lunar cycle and return to my bright self again.

and you should probably know that i'm emotional.

like, really emotional.

in fact, i may even think i have you fooled about how i'm feeling,

but because my dad didn't riase a liar,

i am forced to unintentionally wear my big sobby heart on my sleeve.

oh, and i'll let something slide 1,016 times,

but after that, i don't give second chances.

i'm also an incredibly all-or-nothing person to a fault.

but when i'm invested in something, i'd rather lose

everything good i have before i even consider declaring bankruptcy.

but remember, there's two sides to every coin,

so if you fall in love with me, don't.

because in every lunar cycle, the moon disappears for a while,

and it has a dark side too.

and i said i was a people pleaser, and us people pleasers... we pour.

in fact, i will keep filling and filling your glass until

its overflowing and my pitcher has gone empty

because to see you hydrated is all i could ever want in this world.

until i realize its left me drained.

when i'm drained, i'll get frustrated; and sometimes,

i'll go into hiding.

i'll either take a solo hike or get in a car and drive

just to get my distance, peace, and alone time.

but don't you worry because

i'll eventually turn around and come home again.

oh- and i'm obsessed with galaxies and stars,

but it depresses me to know these things will either get

swallowed by a selfishly hungry blackhole or

explode and die in a supernova or whatever

but that's besides the point.

the point is, i'm a tangled mess of contradictory things.

but i'm not saying this to scare you-

i'm saying this to warn and protect you

and to properly love you,

and to tell you not to worry about a thing

because remember i am an all-or-nothing person, so

if i fall in love, i am all in for you

and that if you somehow fall in love with me, don't.

because i won't be limited to loving you, but

i'll be head-over-heels for your smile, your giggle,

the face you make when you're embarrassed,

and the look in your eyes when i know you're jealous.

i'll fall in love with the way you endlessly try to please people

and how it drives you crazy that its never enough.

or how you selflessly pour your pitcher to hydrate someone

despite the fact that you're partched.

i'll fall in love with your phases,

both dark and bright,

and how sometimes you might go into hiding when you're frustrated.

i'll fall in love with how you pretend you're not emotional

despite the fact that your feelings are trying so hard to escape your eyes.

and that special way you recharge yourself when you feel drained.

i'll even love your heart after you've given your

last second chance to someone for the 1,016th time,

because i know you're a tangled mess of contradictory things.

so please don't just fall in love with me,

because i'm not going to fall in love with "just you."

you're too complex and complicated for it to be that simple,

and so all i ask is that

if you fall in love with me,

you'll fall in love with my infinite complexities, too.