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chococheezers · 3 months
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trialserrors · 5 months
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i like drawing springbonnie. theyre fun
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funtimeperformer · 6 months
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RUNAWAY
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funkyposs · 2 months
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AFTON
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asktheremnantsaskblog · 4 months
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William,what is your view on abusive parents?.just curious
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(Pressing Buttons…)
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sketchnskribbles · 6 months
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The heck when your son is now taller than you and trumps you with his Oldest Sibling energy.
Enjoy a good old Springtrap and Foxy!Mike
To Overcome
Been wanting to draw my post-death Afton family, then realized I still haven’t gotten to figuring out how to draw Glam!Evan. Instead of learning to draw animatronic bears, I went back to my two comfort characters, as ya do, lmao.
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re1kohas-arrived · 3 months
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0-rai · 1 month
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CLICK THE PIC FOR BETTER QUALITY
More.
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Edit: ignore how ugly puppet looks omfg
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teaghouls · 5 months
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Bros thinking
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grapebritain · 1 year
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protective dad William for once. Michael was stupid and started challenging someone much older to a fight and things started to get dark and out of hand real quick . Wills prons gonna scold him later smh
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pyenkov · 6 months
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I drew William the ultimate dilf
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thekidsofneibolt · 6 months
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can someone make a william afton edit with that juicy couture x i miss the rage remix i need it desperately …
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funtimeperformer · 6 months
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u know. serial killers, especially over long periods of time, often have different methods of doing what they do. so uh. think for a while he just straight up kidnapped kids & used vanessa as bait to do so in various states (thus why he’s in nebraska while the movie takes place in utah)
the public won’t find out for a long, long time that william afton, founder of fazbears, is the same uncaught “golden hour kidnapper” that terrorized the forests of the northwest.
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sugarywishes · 1 year
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(Outdated Lore Post)
holy shit
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I just realized that Julian was a child around the mid to late 80s
(Aka when William Afton began to like murdering children a bit too much) so literally- Gregory's dad would've probably been the ideal victim for William 💀💀
Also, talk about copy-paste genes >:)
*DON'T REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION*
*NO RESUBIR SIN PERMISO*
*НЕ РЕПОСТИТЬ БЕЗ РАЗРЕШЕНИЯ*
(also I had a completely missed opportunity to add Rebecca in there too, God fuckin damn it 💔)
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aerknight · 1 year
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I was listening to villain songs the other day, cause of all the disney remake drama, and honestly Be Prepared is kinda perfect for Afton. LOL. I can just imagine him talking to the staff bots and vanny.
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killingbill · 1 year
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Pride in Promises
Summary: William Afton both finishes, and shows his wife the first Bonnie the Bunny suit. The first design he created using his original drawings, and created entirely himself.
Words:587 archiveofourown link
It's my first attempt at writing Will Afton! My girlfriend and I are working on a timeline of sorts. I wanted to write one of William's proudest moments… Or, at least the start. I know it's not much of .. a story, or anything. But! It's here. Short, and there's no attempt to write Mrs. Afton yet. But uh, there we go.
If you listened hard enough, with a hand to your ear - (or perhaps not so carefully)… You could hear his chuckles throughout Fredbear's Family Diner.
First they're sparse, but slowly grow deeper… The next more quick, and lighthearted. Almost as if he'd heard a joke that was only becoming more amusing over time. Hilarity seeping into his bones, and causing him to throw his head back in delight. His exposed teeth curving in an illusionists smile.
William's eyes press shut, with lithe digits curling over the bronze of his name-plate. Swivel chair rolling in a spin, when Mr. Afton pushes himself from the desk to give himself momentum. Beginning to move in a circular trajectory towards the door in preparation for his wife's arrival.
William hears her heels clicking down the hall soon enough. Yes, right on queue isn't she? He knew she would come, eventually. She always did, when Will was laughing away in his office. It was never a dull moment, when amusement tickled him. The small business owner slumping back into his chair, with both heels planted upon the dirty floor. Toes extended upward towards the dim lighting, above a costume designer's glorified broom closet.
Afton relaxes. One could even go so far as to call his posture limp, whilst he looks up at the ceiling. Four limbs hang from the seat, whilst William continues to chuckle. Softly, or… almost distantly.. One, single tear sliding down the man's cheek.
Ah, there she is.. The buildup of sound not-so-lost upon his ears, when she continued her approach. Echoing sound igniting the devious excitement in his giddy smile, within little more than a fraction of a second.
His wife creaks open the door. It immediately slams against a lock, threaded by chain through a brass slot.
"-- Shit -" Afton makes a soft huff of a laugh. "A moment, love."
Fredbear is already built, with a performer hired. At least until such time as he can get himself more acquainted with whatever that chicken fucker has going on, over at Chica's Party World. Latest in technology and innovation.. His ass.
Last time he checked, that bastard Emily had nicked one of his designs.
Regardless, William begins to bunch up as he gives his wife an almost sneering grin. Easily confused for, (and truly is), a pleased smirk of smug pleasure. He hadn't allowed her to see his creation. Just designs and schematics. Pen to paper, really. But, now? He is finally finished.
Heels brace against the floor, which is far from his vision. But it'll do, for now. Checkered anew in his future location. His tomb.. Yet not so much as what sits slumped and smiling wide under lamps above his desk. Paws stitched into the full body costume, that hang over the faux wood.
Once having fiddled with the lock, Will bows as he swings open his door. Forearm extended, and leg outward.
"Look what I made." His low, British accent eventually inquires from beneath a veil of greying hair.
Eventually, his head tilts upward. Expression proud, whilst stepping aside. His gangling legs moving forth to the suit, to which he promptly tugs at the thick, purple bow-tie around the bunny's neck.
His grey eyes admire it whilst he speaks.
"He's finally finished. My original design -" Afton turns around. Winding up just outside the bunny's legs, before leaning back against the surface. Crossing his ankles, and extending his limbs to lean upon the workspace. He smirks, with lips crooked. "Bit better than i imagined, don't you think?"
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