#*springlock activated*

[mrbigpepperoninipples]

AHHHH AHHH AC AHHC AKKAVKJ AAAHHHAHH AHACHAJH

William getting springlocked lol I really liked this 30 minute doodle

Extra for funny

[mars-ipan]

if nagito komaeda wore a springlock suit (freddy fazber) would the luck thing increase or decrease his survival chances

he sweats and drools so much he is going to die in there

[ennard-is-near]

My least favorite thing in the progression of FNaF lore has probably been the regression of how painful Full Springlock Failures are. This has bugged me endlessly. No way in hell is that survivable at all and in the movie it’s literally just a couple prongs digging into Matthew Lillard’s stomach.

Never forget that in the original canon that shit pulls your eyes out! Springtrap has animatronic feet with bits of flesh on them! That shit replaces your limbs, man. That’s no joke! Especially because all the animatronic bits need to fight their way through the rest of your body to get where they’re going. You are not making it out of that situation no matter how much medical attention you get.

This obviously doesn’t apply to partial springlock failures, like if they only go halfway in or it’s just part of the suit that fails. And I genuinely really enjoy headcanons and stuff revolving around William having previously survived a springlock failure (especially if it’s what lead to his intense fear of dying). I just don’t see how what the games show could be survived at all and it does sort of get on my nerves that it’s slowly becoming sort of workplace injury and not sudden and violent death.

[azure-fume]

This will never not murder me

[darthpastryreblogs]

But can Cupcake punt a fully grown man into the sun? I think not.

had the time of my life with the movie

[sorin-sunchild]

"Why didn't the springlocks activate when he beat up Mike?"

1) because we needed Afton to seem dangerous so he had to be able to attack and he couldn't have if he had to just move slowly

2) Afton, given what he's already done, probably knows how to manipulate the suit and not set them off

3) it's funny

[wr0wn]

Orange Cat

One of the springlock suits made by Henry Emily to be a part of a trio ( Fredbear Springbonnie and Orange Cat)

The first one to fail and kill one of the employees. The accident happened during performance and was quietly covered under the false pretenses of suit malfunction with no human inside. After that, the Orange Cat suit was discharged and left rotting in one of the hidden rooms. Since then, trio has become a duo. Orange Cat was never mentioned in any promotional materials. All mentions about Orange Cat were destroyed, and the topic was heavily avoided.

During a brief investigation, nothing was found, and no one was convicted of anything.

After Freddy Fazbear's Pizza closed down, both animatronics (Springbonnie and Orange Cat ) were brought to Fazbear's Fright, where they came back from the dead.

Orange Cat behavior can be interpreted as friendly at first. During the night, animatronic actively tries to get to Springtrap, preventing him from moving forward.

Ending one (changed)

To help Orange Cat, you need to use the button playing a child's voice to lure Springtrap into a room with other animatronic already inside. This tactic is very risky because of the unpredictable nature of the Orange Cat movement. You won't be able to hear any sounds because there is none. Now you have to pay attention to your surroundings and carefully manage your cameras and animatronic positions.

By the fifth night, Springtrap will be destroyed by Orange Cat, and then they'll start a fire destroying Fazbear's Fright. The player escapes the fire, leaving OG inside to burn.

Ending two (changed)

There is a reversed way of using this tactic. By constantly luring Springtrap into different rooms, you'll make Orange Cat chase him, preventing them both from making their way toward the office. But be careful if you lose Orange Cat they might stumble into your office. When they spot you using your equipment, they'll kill you. You just have to wait.

After the fifth night player themselves start a fire. Completely destroying and erasing only one animatronic and what left of them.

After Fazbear's Fright burned down, Orange Cat suit turned into dust freeing trapped soul.

(English is not my first language, so please don't mind my grammar and spelling...)

[drinkinboilingcoffee]

I don’t have the link on me but I can try to find it but I remember seeing this fnaf analysis ages ago we’re in one version of the persons timeline Mike could have been as young as 14 at the time of sister location (you can work at a parents business at pretty much any age exempt from a lot of the usual requirements) and I’m thinking about that yet again today (he was an adult in SL in my au but still) Part of me is like “Oh my god that’s terrible, William sent his child son to go save his sister, and since it would have been right after Evan’s death, he probably did it out of spite for that, probably knowing full well Michael would be “killed”. He had his entire life ripped away from him at such a young age and he spent the rest of his life in agony, probably being shunned by his friends for his twisted form and deciding that he deserved it for what he did to Evan.” The other half of me is like “lmfao they literally had a kid working there? No wonder the Funtimes wanted to kill him, he probably activated their kidnapping programming. He was probably like 6 inches too short for the springlock suit they put him in, no wonder he couldn’t see shit through it. Would he even age or is he a teenager throughout the entire series? Bet William still made him go to school all corpsy looking.”

[miralax-gatorade]

y’all ever notice that the ways that Dave shows love (or doesn’t show love) are similar to things that Henry did to him? There’s the obvious stuff like giving Jack eternal life through springlocking, taking Jack to Vegas, the destination Henrys circus never reached, killing kids as a bonding activity, sharing the keys to the box, etc etc. but there’s also other things I’ve noticed that connect back to Henry. Henry recorded him and watched him constantly, so Dave puts cameras in Jacks house and has constant access to him via the vents. Henry likely never initiated much physical contact with Dave that wasn’t experimental or surgical, so Dave almost never initiates physical contact with Jack. Henry was dismissive of Dave’s thoughts and feelings, so Dave is dismissive of jack’s thoughts and feelings. It’s the only way he has ever experienced ‘love’, and it’s the only way he knows how to express love.

one thing I really like about Davesport is that Dave and Jack both have an equal ability to be the toxic and abusive one in the relationship, and who it is changes depending on your choices. Dave is violent, unpredictable, manipulative, obsessive, invasive, insecure, and good at hiding evidence. But Dave is also incredibly vulnerable, and those toxic qualities can be easily turned against him. Jack is intelligent, and knows how to get into peoples heads. Jack has very low empathy, and can make choices without a lot of emotion behind it (whether it’s because he’s soulless or it’s just jacks personality is up for debate, I think it’s a mix of both personally.) it can lead him to be more forgiving to mistakes (like how he forgives Dave much faster than anyone else, for better or for worse), but it also makes it much easier for him to manipulate people. He fakes such genuine kindness to Dee and Dave, both in reality and in the flipside, and still easily flips on a dime and uses their greatness weaknesses against them.

[leresq]

Fnaf movie notes, spoilers ahead:

First off, fuck Scott Cawthon, let's just say I didn't watch the movie in theaters or on a streaming service.

What I liked:

Matthew Lillard actually looks like William Afton

The "Talking in Your Sleep" cameo was the best one of the movie, next to "I have a theory"

Cory was funny, as expected

I liked how they made the animatronics just kids, they want a friend.

The way the animatronics moved was great, I just wish we could have gotten a foxy running scene.

The cinematography and set design inside the pizzeria was great, and everywhere outside felt very real.

The animatronics were cute when I was supposed to like them and foreboding when I was supposed to be scared of them. I don't know if they physically changed the suits but it works.

Mike's actor was actually pretty good at looking distressed or upset.

I just want to hug the animatronics they are so cute 🥺🥺

The animatronics weren't sadistic, when they killed someone it was because they were trying to get them out or away. Just like if an actual little kid had that power, they wouldn't be cruel or even want to kill anyone, they just don't understand their own power

There actually were five nights!

Springtrap wiping the knife is a reference to Scream, where Matthew Lillard played Ghostface, who is known for wiping their knife after using it.

BALLOON BOY

What I didn't like:

You're telling me they named their main character Mike and they didn't have Afton go "MIKE! MICHAEL!!! MICHAEL DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!!!!! *MICHAEL!*

Vanessa was a nothing burger, even when her motivation was revealed it wasn't that good. I think it would have been better if they set up that she was working with Afton

Golden Freddy was everywhere but they didn't namedrop the kid once, and it was so inconsistent. He's here, he's not here. I'm assuming it's a combination of Cassidy and the Crying Child.

Afton's connection to the story is flimsy. Why was he pretending to be Raglan? I'm assuming it's so he could get night guards to toy with, that's why the animatronics killed the intruders but not Mike.

It's kind of weird thinking about the logic of how Afton killed Mike's brother, and gave his daughter the plane. Just seems a little bit of a stretch.

Even though I hate excessive gore, I thought there wasn't half as much violence as there should have been. I guess the PG-13 rating constricted a lot.

It takes a broom to activate what I'm assuming is a Circus Baby reference springlock, but Afton can jump around in Spring Bonnie.

The only Purple Guy reference we got was a purple tie. They should have made the security vest purple.

Questions

How is the cupcake sentient?

How does Afton control the kids?

Who cleaned up the blood of the four intruders? I'm guessing Afton but I wish they'd made it more clear

Why didn't Afton send out the animatronics on the first night? Even if he wanted to kill Mike, he seems like the type to psychologically torture people beforehand.

Why was there an "it's me" note? I get the reference, but why? Is Mike's brother here?

What's the Freddy mask with the saws inside? I know Afton uses it to kill people but why does it exist?

Why does Balloon Boy exist? Do the toy animatronics exist in this universe??

Why doesn't foxy have a tail?????

Favourite character: Foxy

If we get a sequel I hope we only get one or two. I don't want a whole cinematic universe. Finding ways to watch 12 movies 'other ways' will get complicated.

Also when the casting was revealed, I didn't know who Matthew Lillard was and someone told me he played live action Shaggy, so I didn't know he played fuckin STU FROM SCREAM until I watched the movie, so another cameo technically, just only for me

[incorrect-fnaf-quotes]

Rabbit Restoration Project: |23|

He strained to get the suit's eyes to open, and upon succeeding, the rabbit was met with a familiar, dim room. There was only silence filling the room, and it felt unbreakable.

All of the arcade machines scattered around, in varying states of disrepair, were all unplugged. However, that didn't seem to stop a select few from doing something.

Two were only displaying static--but every minute or so, they would give him a glimpse of what the actual game was supposed to be. But from where he lay, he didn't get the greatest look.

Two others were fully displaying their respective games--but neither were simply on the title screen. Instead, both were in the middle of a playthrough--the little characters hurrying around.

In front of Springtrap, he noticed, how little water droplets kept forming and falling. It seemed never-ending--as did the puddle on the ground. It looked as if it were spreading, but hadn't yet reached him.

Here? I'm here again?! A hiss of distress exited the rabbit--just ever so slightly, but just like everything else in the wretched room, everything went unheard--like someone wouldn't press 'unmute'.

He shot an arm upwards, to try and grab onto the wall for some kind of support--but that was right when it struck him. Multiple, hard waves of pain crashed atop Springtrap, and he howled in pain.

The rabbit's eyes went wide, and his other fist clenched, sucking in a breath--only for all three of those new actions to cause even more waves to collapse all over him.

It could have been waiting for the perfect time to strike.

Arm collapsing immediately to the side, Springtrap only laid there, staring at the other wall across the room. This... cannot be happening!

__

You stared up at the ceiling, shivering slightly as the fan connected continued to spin around, but you didn't quite feel like going and turning it off.

The events from today, along with the days prior, were rushing around your mind in a repeated circle. Some of them would start to stray, only for something to pull them right back into place.

Nobody else was even aware of what was inside? You twisted around on the bed--the previous position not being that comfortable, but the next one... felt rather worse. I was really the first?

The fan above continued to spin away, and its light source briefly flickered once, and then twice. But I didn't even mean to figure out, anyways. It was an accident. I only wanted to help him back up.

If that hadn't happened, when would I have figured out? Just... whenever? After a few more days or weeks? Raising a hand, you began to fiddle with the edge of the glove. I did plan on working on the mask.

Whatever. Just... it's already happened. Removing the glove, you held it up, and began to try and stretch it. The rest of the day should be calm. I'll try to deal with tomorrow when it comes.

--

Holding in what little real breath he had, Springtrap forced himself into a standing position, hand immediately reaching for the wall again. There had never been much stored inside.

His action didn't do anything to help with the pain, but that wasn't what he had been expecting it to do, anyways. New pain was squeezed out with ease in every little opening, suffocating him.

He yowled and shut his eyes. The springlocks wouldn't stop digging in further--further than Springtrap had assumed that most of them were capable of going prior.

A few of them seemed to almost take enjoyment in not remaining in one place. They had already been activated, but Springtrap could feel a select few rapidly digging themselves in, and then back out.

Something wet was seeping through most of the suit, but Springtrap didn't bother to try and check it out--he already knew what it had to be. There weren't many other possibilities, either.

Snapping his eyes back open, a desperate wheeze tried to fill the room, as he prepared himself for only a second, before propelling himself forward.

I did not get freed after thirty years just to be returned! The springlocks kept going and going, and the pain seemed to spike--but Springtrap could barely tell. At any point, it could have already been at its worst.

He kept stumbling forwards, nearly collapsing onto the floor more times than he could count in the moment. But he kept going. His destination was the door. The rabbit couldn't stop.

The outline of it in his blurry vision could just barely be recognized, and if not for all of the boards--which certainly assisted him--Springtrap assumed he would go to the wrong spot.

Inching himself a little closer to the wall, Springtrap stretched his hand out again, gripping at the wall. I'll get out of here. I'll get out of here... I will.

His body froze when the hand brushed against wood, and Springtrap spun his head around a little too quickly--as the springlocks seemed to enjoy jostling around, and hurriedly digging themselves in further.

A low cry emitted from the rabbit from the rabbit, before he tried his best in refocusing on the door before him. The door that would lead to his freedom.

Springtrap went with the first action to cross his screaming mind: slowly raising a foot, and proceeding to kick at the old door.

--

Stepping out of the bedroom with a deep sigh following, you made your way towards the kitchen. I guess I could have the rest of the pizza. Did he... wear gloves or anything?

A frown started to form on your face, but then your body shrugged. The other slices didn't taste horrible or anything. He could have prepared himself. I only saw when he was finished.

Making way through the house, you would have simply reached the kitchen, taken a couple of the slices, and then hurry back to the bedroom... but something caught your ears.

It was the familiar, raspy breathing of Springtrap--but compared to a lot of other moments around the rabbit, it seemed slow enough. An average heartbeat accompanied it.

Is he sleeping again? A part of you was tempted to head over to where the rabbit was--the breathing might have originated from the living room, but... you were still hungry.

I'll let him sleep. I just want those slices. Shaking your head, and spinning back around, you finished the walk into the little kitchen, where the pan with the slices was still waiting. He's probably comfortable.

Picking up one of the slices, you took a massive bite.

__

With one final kick, Springtrap hissed and groaned, collapsing forward onto his knees, his body shaking quite hard, he realized after a moment. It was like a phone that wouldn't stop buzzing.

I can't stay in here. I can't stay in here again. I can't stay in here again. I need to get out. Get out! Out! The rabbit's mind frantically screeched, the break not being found.

Springtrap tried to rise back up, but it only lasted for a split second--enough that the rabbit hadn't actually been certain that it was something that had truly happened.

"Let..." Springtrap gargled, "me... out!"

His hands sprung towards the door--one scratching, and the other pounding at it.

--

The heartbeat and breathing had noticeably quickened--and, now, it was beginning to be accompanied by a loud, repetitive thud. You frowned, dropping the slice back onto the pan.

Of course, the noises... you could still recall the event as to when they had first been heard. "Uh-oh." Is he having another nightmare? The last time that it was all so fast...

Hurrying out of the kitchen, and into the living room, you caught sight of Springtrap laying across the cross. His eyes were completely shut now, but you had to assume that the rabbit's eyes had dimmed.

With how he happened to be laying, one of his feet was frequently extending, and kicking at the other arm of the couch, causing it to briefly shake and shudder.

Similarly to the moment back in the car, his hands made quick, clawing motions at nothing. A part of you worried that, if you bent down, and got in his way, the rabbit would hit you.

Getting hit by metal wouldn't be any fun... You inched a little closer to the fallen rabbit--standing close to where his head lay--and where his arms didn't seem to be going.

Come on. Come on... I can't wait for him to wake up on his own. You glanced around. I know everything's been... strange, but I've got to wake him up. But the last time... I didn't do great.

Just try something. Just try something. Um... Hesitantly, you reached down, placing a hand on the side of Springtrap's face, and giving him a pat.

--

He kept scratching and pounding. Scratching and pounding. Scratching and pounding. But no matter how long he did it, or any of the different ways that were being attempted, no progress was made.

"Let... me... out! Let me out!"

Springtrap's fingers twitched and shook against the door. It almost felt as if it were mocking him. He was at the door... and there had to be a way to get out--but it wasn't allowing him that.

All of his attempts were resulting in failures. Again. Again. Again.

Trying to rise again--in the hopes of trying one last thing--something broke through the thick silence: a voice. A familiar one, at that.

"Springtrap...?" The voice came off as unsure, but at the very least, there seemed to be an attempt at sounding comforting.

He uttered your name.

"I... I know you might be scared, right?" The voice continued. "You might be, even if you don't say that. And... I understand, I can. Experiencing things like this... it's not fun."

Springtrap's ears twitched. The voice didn't seem to be coming from any one area--instead, it was echoing all throughout, it felt like.

"I'm not sure what really happened the last time, and I'm not even sure what's happening right now... I can't visit you in your dreams." The voice hummed, getting a little quieter.

"But whatever is happening, it's okay. You're alright, I... promise. Wherever you are, it's okay. You're fine. You're with me, remember? I'd say that's a nice place."

Springtrap let out a deep, slow breath, and found his body beginning to try and relax.

"You don't have to be in that other place. I doubt you want to. Can you try to wake up? You'll be back in the house." The voice added.

"You won't be alone when it happens."

Springtrap's eyes shut.

.

..

Springtrap bolted upwards, letting out a strained groan, and you took your hand off of him, before taking a few steps back. But if you wanted to, he was close enough to still touch.

"Springtrap?" You stared.

For just a few seconds, his eyes darted around, but you watched as his body relaxed as much as it possibly could as the rabbit took in all of the surroundings.

Then, the rabbit's eyes met yours.

"Um... hey," A tiny smile found itself forming. "Good to see that you did wake up." Was that good? Was that better? I'm not really sure, honestly. A sigh escaped.

"Do you maybe want to talk about it...? It's happened twice now. But I can understand if that's not what you want." You questioned the old rabbit.

Rather than answer the question--or simply ignoring it, and choosing to bring something else up--the action that Springtrap took after a moment was one that surprised you.

He reached forward, seemingly hesitant, and perhaps debating it in his calming mind--before going through with it. Springtrap pulled you closer, and wrapped his arms around your body.

Slowly, you blinked, before wrapping your own arms around him. Wow...

"Thank you... again. I'm not... I'm not quite certain how long that that would have gone on for." Springtrap muttered, clearing his throat.

Although the rabbit wouldn't be able to see it, your response was a quick thumbs up. Okay. Okay, this is good. ...But probably not a good time to tell him about some of my plans, right?

Shaking your head, you leaned a little further into his touch.

@mcfries123 @ravenmccookies @spaciebabie

[alwaysahiccupandastrid]

I’ve seen so many people complaining about the Springlock scene in the FNAF movie because it’s not like the SFM animations made by fans - he’s not screaming, there’s little to no blood, etc. But it’s actually realistic if we’re being honest with ourselves, the spring locks probably punctured Afton’s lungs and other organs/parts of his body so he wouldn’t have been able to scream; as for blood, the spring locks piercing him keep the blood in (which is why if you’re stabbed you don’t pull the object out as it will cause you to bleed out) and the costume in the film is so thick that it probably would have absorbed any blood that did leak out.

Also I’ve seen people complain about scenes like the ghost children and Abby building a fort, about the lighter or campier scenes etc., and it’s like… that’s kind of the whole point? People are acting disappointed that the animatronics are literal children and have behaviours like little children - plus the scenes of them befriending Abby take on a darker meaning when you realise what their plan was the entire time (killing and trapping her in a suit so she can be with them forever). I don’t know, it made sense to me as a fan of FNAF that the animatronics haunted by ghost children didn’t want to harm a child but attacked adults.

Don’t get me wrong, the FNAF movie wasn’t perfect by any stretch of the imagination but a lot of complaints I’m seeing seem to come from people who didn’t play the games or who didn’t follow the lore over the years, and were expecting a plain old blood bath with evil animatronics.

And that’s not me gatekeeping and saying you HAVE to have played the games: I myself haven’t played much of FNAF (despite the fact I had the first four games on my kindle) because my anxiety shoots up to 100 playing horror games, but I’ve enjoyed watching people like Markiplier play it over the years (for some reason I find it easier watching horror then actively playing horror games if that makes sense). This film was very much made for the fans of the games specifically, but that’s just my opinion.

[chaifootsteps]

I absolutely love how Viv liked a "gotcha" tweet about someone rightfully criticizing how much Val has been woobified and adored by the fandom, rather than getting his head blown off with a 12 gauge shotgun because "he's hot". Like, the person who qrt'd the tweet has a William Afton/Springtrap PFP and the Stan is like: "your pfp is a child murderer"

Yes. A cartoonishly, over the top child murderer in a fucking rabbit suit, who is also a genius in robotics and lures children to their deaths only to stuff them in robotic suits to... *checks notes* control them? (FNAF movie version anyways)

Give me an example of a very specific serial killer who has done exactly that, and who people sexualize and woobify.

Also, yes, both characters aren't real. But what Val does to Angel? Very real.

Rape is real.

SA is real.

Abuse is real.

Control through fear, guilt, shame and power dynamics is very real.

Not to mention, Scott does NOT sexualize or endorse his actions in any way. That man has gotten springlocked, made to suffer in an empty building in for years, crushed and burned and tormented by the children he murdered.

Can we talk about how much Viv likes hot Val art btw? It's genuinely so disgusting to see her liking tweets defending Val. I'm a CSA victim and the last thing I'd want to see is someone sexualizing my 3 rapists like that.

And I don't defend anything William does either. He's an evil mfer who gets rightfully and painfully punished multiple times.

Yes, let your villians be villians. But they need to be punished accordingly.

I want to see Val getting torn apart. But I doubt Viv will do it. She seems to love him too much. And who's gonna SA Angel if Val dies? Can't have her fetish fuel character die can we?

Seriously. Compare how the 2 characters are treated by their creators. Look through her damn likes.

Then look at what Scott intended for this monstrous character.

They aren't comparable.

https://youtu.be/1LuyIp9bPFQ?si=H7iSpxbbpKImvS_o

And to be clear, I don't think there's anything wrong if someone in the fandom likes Valentino as a character, even if he is the most disgusting, deplorable piece of shit you've ever seen. But when you as a creator are actively woobifying him and shutting down people who want to see him fed into one of those machines at the junkyard that crush cars, that's a problem.

[mercymermaid]

obligatory 2:30 am willry ramble (cw mentioned homophobia, nothing big)

In the beginning, they were best business buddies, friends that met in college and hit it off immediately, yadda yadda yadda. They found their respective ladies, got married, had kids, and decided to put their little restaurant plans from back in college into action (fuck fall fest).

There wasn't anything super special between them at the time. They were loyal to their wives, and saw each other as nothing but best friends, the type you'd sleep with in the same bed, no homo style. They'd seen each other nearly naked in the springlock suits, shared the last bottle of beer, all that normal bestie stuff.

Then their wives fell right out of the picture. Death, divorce, whatever it was, it left both Henry and William reeling, both lacking that figure that you're supposed to cherish and love until the end, their respective families now left with a gaping, person-sized hole smack in the center.

In an effort to rebuild and move past, that closeness evolved into something slightly more intimate. Resting together on the couch turned into cuddly naps, trying to figure out how to bake (as the men in relationships that sparked at latest in the 70s) turned into a partner activity, and where they'd work on opposite sides of their little workshop before, one would find himself massaging the other's aching back while watching over his shoulder and criticizing his work.

They never put a name to it, nor did they even try to. They were drowning in paperwork and business and robots and dealing with angsty teenagers and hyper children, so they never bothered to realize what had sparked between them. It felt perfectly normal, and with how popular they were in town, everyone assumed the same. In a time where homosexuals were looked down upon, it'd be foolish to assume the most successful businessmen in the area would fall to such sins.

It was great, until, as it always does, shit hits the fan. The Bite of '83 happened, and William spiraled right into the deep end. He changed. He became colder, more distant, and while at first Henry tried to brush this off as deep-set grief, it only grew and grew. No matter what Henry tried, he couldn't prevent William changing.

Then came Charlie's death. It hit Henry straight out of left field, as you'd assume the death of a child would, and now he was left scrambling for nothing, left to rot in the middle of a raging ocean with no driftwood to hold onto. William was the same, though rather than an ocean of despair, he was in the burning pits of insanity, and while Henry kept swimming, desperate to save himself from drowning, William embraced it, drinking the flames and allowing the blaze to scorch him from the inside and out.

Opposites attract, usually. After all, at first, William was the stuck-up, charming, professional British man, with a resting bitch face and a face so pale, it looked as if he had never seen the sun, while Henry was boisterous and outgoing, the dad friend, Southern and tanned from a life in the sun.

But when Henry eventually put together the pieces as William's mind fell further apart, not even the basic laws of physics and fate could rescue them. By the time he figured out the whole story, the place in his heart reserved for his best friend had filled in, gone with no trace left behind besides a faint grief of what they once had.

William's heart, on the other hand, had shattered. His youngest son was dead, Elizabeth was dead, Michael had abandoned him, and all he had left was what Henry used to be to him. Internally, as he was killed and burnt and killed and burnt time and time again, he didn't know what he wanted. As regrets rotted and festered for decades alongside him, all he could think about was that he wanted to feel Henry's hug again. He wanted to rekindle what they once had, even if deep inside, he knew damn well it would never happen.

When Henry created the fake restaurant to lure William in, it was... an emotional disaster. Obviously, it tends to be such when the culmination of decades of death and revenge and disaster all go up in literal flames, and you see your long-gone children one last time, but when you place two former lovers in a room, one that's moved on and one that's glued to his spot, it doesn't go well. Henry felt no remorse, because what he saw in front of him as the temperature rose wasn't the man he cherished. It was a monster, from the same pits of hell that William fell prey to. But what William saw was the same man, unchanged and undefeated, exactly the same as what he had once loved, and as Henry's speech rang out through the restaurant and Cassidy prepared herself to play god, he wasn't scared. He was broken.

okay yeah idk what that was i hope it was coherent 😭

[mobox87]

¿Cuándo hará headcanons de Renata?🥹

(Pd: me alegra que esté bien)

Of course Of course!

Renanta graduated from Nursing with honors.

Thanks to this, for a short period of time she came to work at freddys in the nursing area.

Paulette's animatronic is specifically designed as a gift for her ex-husband, William.

Many of the robots that William has created as female have been based on her, but some others, based on hers, his children.

When Renata met William, she was exercising to compete in the Olympics, unfortunately Will, in a fit of nervousness decided to ruin this, because he wanted Renata to be just for him, so he caused an Accident, causing her to break the leg, but he kept that by taking care of her to make their love blossom.

Renata had an affair at the time when she had separated for a time from William, resulting in Brandy.

Renata is for more, the only member of the Afton family who feels compassion for others, to the point of forgiving William, but accepting not wanting to see him again in her life.

Her also being the only one that she still receives her son Michael with love in her arms, even treating him like a scared child.

Renata met William again in Fazbear Fright at the age of 89. They both recognized each other, and even William/Springtrap gave her the idea of living forever as a robot, which Renata flatly refused.

There is a Springlocks suit that was built especially for her, but once William tried to get her in, she escaped from it, the suit is still in the aftons basement.

After Kenny, Renata couldn't have any more children.

Even if she hates William with all her heart, she still feels quite sorry that she can't do anything to change him.

Her father was the Capo of a mafia, which disappeared over the years when her father was no longer seen.

She knows ballet and it is one of her favorite activities, besides sewing.

William injected her with remnant, so Renata is now unable to even die.

[puppermation]

Happy birthday to Five Nights at Freddys!!

Wow, ten years, huh? crazy how time flies. I was around 12-13 when I got introduced to FNAF and I guess that admiration for such a game never left.

More tangenting under the cut vvvv

Not only has this game have a grip on me for all 10 years, but it's been a reason I've actively persued character design; Making characters for FNAF was just so FUN. My first proper digital character I didn't trace over was a fnaf oc that was a springlock. After that it was over. It was also when I started to write a lot, really just expand my artistic eye.

I've still been caught up with everything, say for most of the books and Tales From The Pizzaplex. But it's a ride I plan to stay on, for this decade to the next.