It was a normal Monday and you didn't expect anything different, until you arrived to your first class. Thats when you met him. He wasn't just some college professor, he also worked at a pizzeria for kids. A place rumored to be haunted. This story will contain topics such as ----- Gore Blood Violence Death Murder Profanity Fluff.

In the gloom of night, standing like a guardian before the front doors of Freddy Fasbear's was the imposing form of William Afton. "You don't intimidate me, Mr. Afton." You cast him an unimpressed expression, turning your back to him. "Being non-threatening is my specialty." He purred, moving in closely behind you and leaning over your shoulder. "You wouldn't believe what I get away with." He watched you closely as if he's decoding and analyzing your expressions. "Go home, y/n." William said quietly, his words severe and devoid of kindness, each punched with intense foreboding. "Go live your life while you still can. You're dismissed." CW: Contains Major Fnaf The Fourth Closet (3rd novel) spoilers ahead. This fic is based on the official novel's lore and set before them on the timeline in 1988. William is younger so he acts differently than his older self. There are brief hints of self harm and suicidal thoughts Chapter 6 onward, as they pertain to the official canon lore. Disclaimer: This story is not meant to be an example or a healthy relationship and should be enjoyed as fiction. Readers are discouraged from emulating the behavior or actions of this story.

William takes you to the pizzeria with intentions to murder you...but something about you keeps him hesitating. Each day that goes by he starts to fall for you, struggling with the urge to kill you or keep you, until at last he makes a decision. Disclaimer: This story is not meant to be an example or a healthy relationship and should be enjoyed as fiction. Readers are discouraged from emulating the behavior or actions of this story.

Needless to say, 18 year-old Michael Afton often found himself getting into all sorts of trouble. Though he takes it too far on his brother's birthday in 1983. William has finally had enough: someone needs to keep an eye on his brats while he focuses on work. There just so happens to be a new face in Hurricane, Utah, and they're looking for a job. They should make a good babysitter! -or- William hires 19 y/o Y/N to watch his kids. (VERY loosely based on My Babysitter's a Vampire lol) PLEASE NOTE: - Cover art belongs to @ blueycapsules on twitter GO CHECK THEM OUT!! - Reader is gender neutral, so they/them pronouns are used - Lore is unimportant and Willy isn't a murderer! - This is also posted on ao3 and quotev under different usernames, but they are all my accounts!!