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'What year is it?' Michael Afton X F! Reader
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  • Reads 322
  • Votes 10
  • Parts 8
  • Time 1h 13m
Ongoing, First published Mar 18
In which Y/N time travels back in time by accident, with no way out she settles for a mission to stop the murders of William Afton from ever happening. Planning on using Michael Afton as a way of getting closer towards achieving her goal, news flash he's an asshole that only leads for her to have trouble. But what happens when you mess with the fabric of time? 
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Or what happens when you fall in love with one of your targets?

-/A story written for the funnies, inspired HEAVILY by 'Back to the 80s' from M1F33TSM3LL/-

Any writing tips and advice is appreciated, please follow or comment for support! So I have the motivation to continue ᕙ⁠(⁠⇀⁠‸⁠↼⁠‶⁠)⁠ᕗ♡ 

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62 parts Ongoing

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.