#martha afton

[zcattered-pages]

ref: THE AFTONs (early 1983)

from left to right: William(33), Martha(33), James(11), Michael(7), and Elizabeth(5).

a family pretending to be functional.

#under his skin au #five nights at freddy's #afton family #william afton #martha afton #james afton #michael afton #elizabeth afton #fnaf au #ref #crying child #in case its not obvious- this is before the bite and circus baby snatching

[sporkyforkson]

Heathers (fnaf movie Version)

I’m going to hell

#heathers #heathers the musical #movies #fnaf fanart #fnaf #fnaf au #five nights at freddy's #fnaf movie #five nights at Freddy’s movie #mike schmidt #jason dean #Vanessa Shelly #Veronica sawyer #William Afton #Heather chandler #max fnaf #martha dunnstock #Freddy fazbear #shitpost #I’m a genius

[yellowbunnydreams]

Dance With Me? [Part 2] (Once Upon a December) ~William Afton/Steve Raglan x F! Reader~

~Sorry it is so late after Christmas, but I have been plagued by idea bunnies and university work, so...happy belated Christmas?~

@ruh--roh-raggy @moonbanana-library

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Want more or something different? *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

CW: Slight angst, stalking, mentions of violence and blood, attempted sexual assault, fluff

William had been missing from your walks home for the past few days, and you had begun to wonder if perhaps he was angry at you for not somehow communicating that you wouldn't be walking home that night you caught a lift from Steve Raglan. The idea of him being mad sent a sinking feeling into your stomach, twisting over itself nervously as you glanced towards the darkened office windows to try and spot that waving hand, or even a note left in the cold dew.

But the lack of anything made tears prick at your eyes. Perhaps the man had gotten bored of you now that you were aware of him? Trudging through the snow back home slowly, you couldn't believe you'd been forced to work Christmas Eve when most people got to finish the day before. A pang went through your chest as a thought occurred to you. What if William had a family? The thought made you sick and sad, walking a little slower still as you turned the corner onto your road, sighing and shoving your hands deeper into the pockets of his coat, fingers curling around the well worn receipt inside.

Something caught your eye as you approached your house however, making you look up. Gasping and eyes widening in surprise as you began to walk a little more quickly, staring at your house with awe and confusion.

It was decorated.

And you didn't recognise half of the decorations used.

Your small little home had a beautiful holly wreath on the door with mistletoe and red ribbon in a perfect bow. Lights carefully strung across the eaves and even your ratty doormat had been replaced with a jolly red one with 'seasons greetings' written on it. Glancing through the window into your kitchen, you could make out more lights and something on the stove that you knew you didn't put there. You couldn't see the living room, but something about the way even the kitchen was done gave you Martha Stewart vibes.

Approaching the door, you unlocked it slowly, even more confused that it was locked still. Nobody else had the key. Carefully taking off your boots and placing them by the door, looking around carefully before you spotted some mistletoe hung just in the doorway towards the rest of your house. Frowning slightly as you noticed a piece of purple cloth attached to it and a small envelope, standing on your toes to reach it and pull both down, feeling the cool silkiness of the cloth before you opened the letter.

~

'I'm sorry I've been away, little bunny. But I had some things to sort out to make your Christmas special, and I didn't want to ruin any of the surprise.

Please put on this blindfold, I promise your whole house is decorated, and you'll see it soon. I thought it was very strange that somebody who seemed so excited for the holiday hadn't decorated their house, and sorry I didn't use your lights, they were very tangled.

-William'

~

The note made you smile, cradling it to your chest and feeling your cheeks heating up already before you placed it carefully on the small hall table, reaching up with the silky material and being careful to tie to around your eyes. Not too tight, and hopefully not catching any of your hair in the knot, but only able to see a haze of rich purple if you opened your eyes. Standing in the doorway, you waited, unsure of what to do as William's letter never covered what he wanted you to do afterwards.

You almost screamed, but certainly jumped when a pair of lips pressed to yours. Tensing up with your hands against the broad chest before the deep chuckle reached your ears and you felt a large hand gently stroking down the side of your face.

"Sorry, bunny. But I guess that means the blindfold is working." William's deep, rich voice hit your ears and you felt yourself melting, grateful that it was only him. Though you felt for his arm and smacked him lightly, earning another chuckle and you could almost hear the pout in his voice. "What was that for?"

"Scaring me, it's Christmas Eve, not Halloween!"

"You expect me to scare you on Halloween? What a terrible, terrible man I would be to scare something as sweet and pretty as you." He smirked, watching the way your head tipped to one side when he spoke adorably, as if tilting your head would allow you to hear him better, considering he'd temporarily taken one of your senses from you.

"Says the man who's first hug with me involved another man's blood." You teased, feeling William tense in front of you before he noticed the playful smile you gave him, realising you were comfortable with what had transpired between you and that you were simply playing with him.

"Well, yours is far too precious to spill. But, enough of that talk. Dinner is on the stove for us, and I've got a present under the tree for you for tomorrow." He smiled, watching your face light up even under the purple blindfold, his large fingers moving down your body and undoing the coat he'd given you, incredibly happy that you continued to wear it.

"You've even put up a tree?" You asked, incredulous as you felt the thick material of the coat moving off of your shoulders and allowing William to move it from your smaller frame, hearing another chuckle as he took your hand in his larger, rougher one. Thumb stroking over your knuckles as he carefully began to lead you towards your lounge.

You got the sense that there were plenty of lights in the space, hearing a log fire crackle which you assumed was playing on the TV since you didn't have a hearth, soft music playing in the background as you were led towards one part in particular. Reaching out with your free hand and feeling the waxy, fine needles of a pine tree and disrupting the sickly sweet sap scent that always felt so homely for some reason. William planted a kiss on the side of your head as you explored what was infront of you, he liked your dependency on him in a way. But he gave your hand a little squeeze before letting it go, reaching for a box on the side that he'd purposely placed there ready for that moment.

"I got us a little ornament, for our first Christmas together." He explained, glad you couldn't see the heat on his cheeks as he adjusted his gold-wire aviators and placed the box in your hand, watching you open it cautiously and feel the smooth globe beneath your fingers. "It's a snow-globe ornament. It's two people figure skating on a lake together, in a forest." Giving you a description and waiting for you to nod.

You held the cool glass to your chest for a moment, tears prickling at your eyes again as you could picture it, wondering how you ended up loving somebody so warm and thoughtful. Biting your lip, you reached out for his hand again and gently clasped it, turning your head towards him and smiling warmly.

"Can I have help placing it on the tree? I...I just don't want to ruin your beautiful decorating." William laughed, giving you another warm kiss onto your cheek before he shuffled around you, his chest to your back as he guided your hands to a conveniently empty place on the tree for just that purpose. He'd been planning how the entirety of the interaction would go for days afterall.

"It looks beautiful, bunny." He smiled, planting his chin ontop of your head and wrapping you up in his arms as you secured the ornament onto the tree, standing out a little from the rest he had brought for the occasion, but not too much at least.

Having you wrapped up in his arms again was perfect, and there wasn't much more that William could ask for, except that perhaps you would accept his gift for you and his appearance.

He'd checked with everybody in the office during his research, but everybody had held their cards close to their chest with the office secret santa coming up when they returned to work. But everyone he spoke to about it seemed to give him the same answer, confident he was lost in the crowd of people with the same information, and it wasn't like they wouldn't talk to others about such things either. Asking where to procure such an item.

They'd all been told you wanted the one thing you wanted since childhood.

Planting a kiss ontop of your head, he looked outside and frowned at the snow. Knowing that if it kept falling that he wouldn't be able to pull out of the secluded woodland track he'd parked on to keep his car from view. The thought of being snowed in with you thrilled him, as much as it caused him concern.

"We should eat soon, I've made a nice stew for us, I hope you enjoy it." Smiling up at him as you took his hand again and pressed a kiss to the skin, feeling him shudder slightly under your lips before you leaned your head back against his chest and feeling the way it rose and fell with each breath.

"I'm sure I will. It smells delicious already." He smiled at the compliment, giving another soft kiss before he took your hand and led you to the kitchen, grabbing some plates and cutlery for you as the wind picked up outside the cosy confines of your small home. How he wished you could be curled up with him in his own house, in front of a fire and love him like he loved you.

"Well then bunny, be careful, it's hot and I wouldn't want you to burn yourself." He warned lightly, beginning to dish up and guide you to a seat so you didn't have to worry about a thing whilst he was there with you.

~~

"That was amazing, thank you Will."

"Not a problem at all, I'm just glad you enjoy my cooking."

"I enjoy everything about you!" You laughed, hearing William join in your laughter as he put the dishes in the dishwasher and came back over to you, planting a kiss on your head and trailing it down your nose and onto your lips, making you squeak slightly as he groaned softly into it.

"What if I'm secretly ugly, and that's why I hide myself from you?" He teased, watching as your nose scrunched up adorable and you smacked his arm again, making the older man chuckle as he held you close.

"Oh yes, because I've based our entire relationship off of your looks! Clearly, you are a monster with whom I'll never get along." Rolling your eyes under the mask and shrieking in delight as William picked you up and spun you lightly, planting another few chaste kisses on your lips as he held you up in his arms for a moment before allowing your feet to find solid ground again.

"No need to be a tease, bunny. What can I say, I'm....nervous...about showing myself to something as pretty as you."

You kissed William this time, feeling him relax as your hands moved up his arms and wrapped around his neck slightly, allowing your bodies to press together lightly as he sighed contentedly. Planting soft pecks in between words as you spoke in a soft whisper just for him.

"And you don't think I'm nervous about whether you'll put up with me?"

"That's different, and you know it."

"Hypocrite."

"Never said I wasn't." He chuckled, holding you close as he looked out at the snow again, knowing that it was verging on far too deep to go anywhere, but the soft touch of your hand before your fingers laced with his brought him out of his thoughts, his brow furrowing as he noticed your little frown, clearly in your own thoughts as you took a deep breath and steadied yourself.

"William...Would you...like to stay the night? I don't know if it's kept snowing, but...I don't want to say goodbye..not if I can help it." Your words melted him, and he smiled as he kissed you softly once again.

"That sounds wonderful to me. I'll stay, and then we can celebrate Christmas together."

The way your body lit up at his words was adorable to him, and he cradled you close for a few moments in a strong, warm hug. The feeling of your smaller frame in his arms felt right, and he was damned if he was going to relinquish any opportunity to hold you for more time, to kiss you softly and admire the way the lights caught your features so prettily.

If he had his way, you would never leave his side again.

"This sounds silly...but would you like to dance with me?" He asked suddenly, making you pause as your cheeks heated up and you nodded slowly, holding onto him for guidance as you allowed him to guide you and he left you in the middle of a safe, cleared space. Fiddling with your CD player before a soft version of 'baby it's cold outside' came on and left you smiling.

"How appropriate."

"I thought so too. You'll have to excuse me, I only know more...formal..dances." He cringed to himself, trying not to give away his age compared to yours as you laughed, making him raise an eyebrow as your fingers found his as his other hand settled on the small of your back.

"Don't worry, I only know how to waltz, so you'll have to put up with that." He laughed as he began to lead the steps for a more relaxed version of that very dance. Humming softly as he held you close and let your head rest on his chest as you danced in the small space.

Not being able to see to dance was a little confusing, and you found yourself getting dizzy quickly, holding on tightly to William for support and to orient yourself as you the twirls and smooth movements of the dance took hold and left you breathless. The smell of his cologne taking over your senses, eyes feeling heavy now that you were full and relaxed in your mysterious man's arms, letting him move your body to the music before the song came to an end. Both breathing a little heavily as you parted and you stumbled, feeling his strong hands catch your arms and hold onto you with an embarrassed laugh.

"Guess I should have thought about how you might get dizzy."

"Asshole."

"Maybe, but would you change me?"

"Never."

Content with that, William scooped you up, hearing you shriek with laughter again as your arms wrapped around his neck and you held him close. Smiling brightly as he carried you through your house and what felt like into your bedroom, cheeks heating up as you briefly had flashes of what he might potentially do to you as he set you down on the bed before he wandered off and left you with your thoughts.

"Do you want me to leave so you can pick out something comfy, or do you mind if I pick?" He asked, making you jump slightly and giving you a moment to think about it. Biting your lip before you leaned back on the soft sheets and hummed quietly, looking towards his general direction.

"You can pick something out, there should be some sweatpants and a t-shirt or something in the same part of the wardrobe. Men's clothes are comfy." He laughed at your explanation, rummaging through the drawers until he found what he was looking for. Picking out something for himself as well as finding a fairly matching pair of sweatpants and an old t-shirt for yourself. Placing them on your stomach gently before he planted a kiss on your lips with a smile.

"I'm going to change in the bathroom, I won't be long, just put your blindfold back on when you're done and knock on the door, I'll come collect you." Giving another quick kiss before he took the clothes and let himself out of the room, knowing it would do you some good to give your eyes a reprieve from being blindfolded too.

He couldn't wait to cuddle with you properly.

~~

The rest of the evening had been spent pretty lazily, curled up together and idly chatting about things in your life whilst skirting around things in William's. Though you had learnt some new things about him, which made you happy.

His favourite colour was purple, and he liked rabbits. He wore glasses most of the time, although he didn't need them, he liked the look of them. He preferred to have some form of beard, and he wasn't often in comfortable clothing. Chalking it up to a more strict upbringing, it was more comfortable to him to be formal.

But as you woke up slowly, you fluttered your eyes open and found yourself staring at the wall. Unsure of when you had been moved into your room, the warmth and weight against your back told you that William had probably carried you. His large arm draped over your side and the other under the pillow beneath your head, as if pulling you as close as physically possible even as the deep, even breaths told you that he was still asleep.

Closing your eyes, you turned around in his arms and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Hearing a deep rumble in his chest as his lips moved sleepily back against yours, pressing you closer against his larger body and breaking the kiss to rest his forehead against yours. Smiling warmly and still half-asleep as he felt you against him, heart pounding and opening his eyes to check that yours were closed still. Giving another gentle kiss and hearing a sweet moan from your lips, making his heart flutter as he planted another one just shy of your lips.

"Good morning, bunny." He sleepily greeted you, making you giggle as you cuddled up to him, hands resting on his broad chest and feeling the muscles beneath the thin t-shirt.

"Good morning, handsome."

"You don't know how long I've dreamed of something like this." He whispered, making you giggle as you curled up against him and felt him shift in the bed, whining as his warmth left you before you felt the cool silk being tied carefully around your eyes again, heart pounding slightly as you opened your eyes and felt his lips pressed to yours. "Merry Christmas, little bunny."

"Merry Christmas, William." you smiled, taking another kiss from him as he wrapped his arms around you once again, giggling as he picked you up so easily and cradled you against him and brought you through to the lounge.

He was glad you were a heavy sleeper, he'd been able to make breakfast for you before you'd even woken up and he just needed to finish it off so you could eat. He felt excited to be so homey with you, something he wasn't sure he would ever achieve as William again. Part of him was afraid he'd have to live as Steve forever, but with you, it seemed all too possible.

Seating you on the couch, he cooked waffles for you, making your mouth water as he carefully sat the warm plate on your lap after a few moments. Eagerly eating up as he assured you that he too was eating, though he was more of a coffee man. Luckily, you were able to hide the tiny smirk that fluttered across your face when he revealed that, focusing on eating and stilling your rapidly beating heart as you tried to figure out when best to reveal what your true present to him was.

After breakfast, William carefully picked up a package from under the tree. Handing the beautifully wrapped box to your curious hands as you gently shook it and listened, making him laugh.

"You're supposed to open it, not guess what it is before hand." He laughed, seeing your cheeks flush and a smile spread across your face as you joined in his giggle. Fingers carefully moving to try and open it from the confines of the smooth, waxy paper and silky ribbon.

"There should be a present under there for you too...if you wanted to open it now?" You suggested, heart pounding as you could hear the man let out a surprised breath, shuffling around until he found it and placed himself next to you, arm wrapping around the back of the couch and playing with your hair idly.

"I want to see you open yours first, if that's okay?"

"Of course, not like I can see you open yours." Earning an embarrassed chuckle as you finally located the tab that allowed you to open your gift. Pulling on it eagerly and diving into the box with concerningly little regard for what could be inside.

As your fingers touched something furry, you initially squealed and pulled back, before they more cautiously moved, feeling what it was since all you could see was purple from the cloth around your eyes. The silky feeling of the plush fur was cool under your fingertips, fluffy and velvety all at the same time as you paused, finding two little beads for eyes and a cold plastic nose. A soft gasp escaping your lips as you pulled it out and let the box tumble from your lap. Eyes watering as you felt the soft, long ears and little round tubes that formed the arms and legs of the plushie in your lap. The little bow-tie on his chest solidifying in your minds eye as to what it was.

"It's...oh my god it's a Spring-Bonnie!" Your voice wavered, William giving your shoulder a soft squeeze and kissing your head as you felt the hot tears running down your cheeks. He hadn't meant to make you cry, but the pride in his chest that he was the one to give you such a personal gift was undeniable. The moment that only the two of you would share, and the fact that he was personal to William too made it all the more sweeter in the man's mind.

"I hope you like it, I told you I have my ways of finding out." Chuckling as he idly played with the tag on his gift, barely paying attention to it as you tried to contain your excitement in hugging him. Planting kisses across the reachable parts of him, body trembling slightly. He thought it was cute, but you were quite nervous.

"W-Well... don't let me just cry...are you going to open yours?" William rolled his eyes at the request, feeling the package so you could hear the paper crinkle, much more messily wrapped before out of curiosity he glanced at the tag. Freezing as he saw what was written on it.

'To: Steve William'

His chest tightened and he felt like all the colour had drained from his face, pulse pounding in his ears as he felt your fingers move against his arm and find his as they held the tag. Swallowing dryly as he glanced at you.

"Baby...what's...what's this?"

"Well, I didn't know if you... wanted to still be called William, or if you prefered Steve. I mean, you go by both each time I see you, so..." Shyly smiling as you felt him moving to stand up and quickly taking his hand, encouraging him to stay with you. Your own heart pounding nervously.

"I don't-"

"I know it's you. You got me Spring-Bonnie, it just confirmed something I'd suspected for a few days now." You spoke quietly, forcing him to stay near you as you spoke, his body still tense as he stared at you.

"No, no you told everybody in the office-"

"And you were told when you asked that I'd said about the one thing I've always wanted but never elaborated?" William felt his breathing become shakey as he realised you were right. They had never explicitly said what the item was, and he'd struggled to get access to the search history of the office to check what people might be searching for gift wise. The realisation set in quickly, and it terrified him.

And it made him proud.

"You...You set me up so you could figure it all out." He breathed, watching as you slowly nodded your head and reached up, undoing the purple cloth and blinking rapidly as your eyes once again adjusted to the light. Seeing him as himself for the first time. William's handsome face contorted into confusion and a little hurt with something you couldn't quite make out in his eyes.

"I'm sorry but...I wanted to see you. And...I don't want you to have to hide in my footsteps anymore." Your voice was cracking, tears threatening to spill as you sat back, clutching onto your new plushie with white knuckles as you avoided his silvery eyes. Curling protectively around the toy. "You're the only one who knew what I really wanted. You were the only one who got the real thing I wished for."

His heart melted to see you so vulnerable, laying yourself bare for his scrutiny and his emotion. Clutching onto the lifeline you'd asked for of him, and avoiding his eyes like you might see anger in them. William wasn't sure he could be angry at you, and the more he thought about it, the more impressed he became on how you'd set up the whole thing to figure him out right under his nose.

Carefully, the taller, older man shuffled over and wrapped his arms around you, holding you close and kissing the top of your head tenderly.

"It's a poor thing to cry on Christmas Day." He smiled softly, making you laugh as one arm relinquished its death grip on the plushie and wrapped around him too, holding him close for comfort. "You don't...find me...too old? Or repulsive?"

"Again, blood...my nice dress? Pretty sure you killed that guy from work too at this point." You said, parting from his iron-embrace to look up at him and cup his cheek, thumb stroking over the greying beard with a reassuring smile.

"For a while when I was unsure you were...you... I-I felt really guilty for finding you handsome."

William blinked and laughed at the absurdity of it, although he knew he was one to talk since he'd gotten jealous of himself previously when you talked about him. Grabbing you, he made you yelp as he brought you into his lap and held you close, fingers cupping your chin lightly as he searched your eyes before his body began to relax. Watching the heat spread across your cheeks with satisfaction as he leaned in and kissed just besides your mouth teasingly.

"Then...would you mind seeing this face more often? You'd have to keep calling me Steve at work, little bunny. But I promise one day, I'll give you an explanation." You smiled warmly, leaning in and claiming his lips in a sweet kiss. His lips moving against yours with a soft grunt of approval as his hands gently moved down your body and landed on your hips, holding you in place so close to him.

"As long as I get to be yours."

"No doubt, and with the bonus that I get to actually buy you pretty things without hiding."

"That goes both ways, mister." You laughed, shrieking as he playfully grinned and tickled you, making you squirm before he placed a soft kiss against your neck, squeezing you in tightly with a hug and letting his warm breath caress the sensitive skin.

"Sure sure... So, you'll be mine?"

"Forever."

"That's my brilliant little bunny. But, I think we should do one more thing today."

"Oh?"

"Will you dance with me?"

~~

Your coat was neatly buttoned up as you waited by the front door to the office, not bothering to look out as you waited to be picked up. Several co-workers looking at you with curious side-eyes before one of the gossips that you couldn't remember the name of came up to you, tossing her glossy hair over her shoulder.

"So, are you not walking home today?" You smiled at her question, hands in pockets as you shrugged and felt your cheeks colouring slightly. No matter how many times you thought of it, the feeling was still strange as your stomach fluttered nervously.

"Nope, being given a lift home by my boyfriend."

"Oooo, so we all get to finally see the mystery man! Well, he might see somebody a little prettier whilst he's here, since it doesn't seem like he gets out much." She 'whispered' in the way that one might do when they purposely want to be overheard. But your smile only grew wider at the teasing, shrugging your shoulders and looking over her shoulder briefly.

"I firmly doubt he would. And no, he doesn't socialise much, especially with gossips." The woman spun on a dime with eyes wide as Steve Raglan stood behind her. Being handed two sealed envelopes as the man tucked the purple scarf that had suddenly appeared after Christmas over his shoulder, adjusting his aviators before he glanced at you reassuringly.

"Mr. Raglan!"

"Consider this our two weeks notice, I'm afraid me and the young lady here will be leaving the office due to...conflict of interests." He tutted, before walking forwards, waiting for you to untuck a hand from your pocket and both of you feeling a little satisfaction as your fingers laced with his and produced a gasp from the office. Whispers abound as he held open the door for you, letting you both out into the cold.

As the door closed behind the both of you, you knew that the whole office would be alight in gossip, but you didn't care as you stopped besides his car to give him a quick peck on the lips, making the older man smile broadly.

"Did you have to do such a dramatic exit?"

"She's lucky that there were witnesses, I don't take kindly to insults about myself, let alone you bunny." You sighed and reached up to tuck a stray strand of his hair back as you shook your head lightly. Smiling warmly before you placed another soft kiss on his lips, letting him open the car door afterwards.

"So...Where will we go after this?"

"You know... I feel like Hurricane, Utah is pretty nice. And plus, it still has a Freddy's building. The original." He explained, feeling amused as your face lit up at the mention of your shared passion. William hadn't revealed the dark past to you yet, but he was sure that you would be all accepting of him under the right persuasion. It wasn't like he didn't know how to make you melt like putty, just as you knew how to do to him.

"To new adventures."

"To new adventures." He agreed, staring the car and taking your hand, thumb stroking over the knuckles as both of you thought how you had never been so happy.

#william afton #springtrap #steve raglan #william afton x reader #fnaf movie #steve raglan x reader #springtrap x reader #william afton x you #william afton smut #fnaf x reader

[goldenfreddys]

the dynamic between martha fitzgerald and william afton in the parmaverse is symbolic of the eternal struggle of indigenous women everywhere when there's this fucking white guy

#ezzy.txt

[asoothingmelody]

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Character Chart

Character's full name: Charlie Maison.

Reason of the name: Name picked by his aunt when he was still inside his mom's belly. His mom, Martha, was convinced that Charlie was going to be a girl, so they thought about a neutral name.

Pronouns/Sexual Orientation: He/Him, Bisexual.

Fandom(s): Five Nights at Freddy's.

Role: Charlie is a waiter and part of the pizzeria's cleaning staff. Sometimes he does small maintenance works on the animatronics, but only when his bosses tell him to do it.

Physical Appearence

Age: 28 years old. He looks younger than that.

Height: 1.65 (5'5)

Eye color: Brown.

Hair: Ash blonde.

Distinguishing marks: Dark cicles under his eyes.

Accessories: Various ear piercings and one nose ring.

Personality

Good traits: Kind, shy, attentive, hard-working.

Bad traits: Helpless, indecisive, clumsy, worried, nervous.

Character's greatest fear: The Missing Kids accident. He's scared that a killer is wandering around town.

Darkest secret: He has a crush on William Afton and Henry Emily.

Does anyone know: His friends and coworkers, mostly.

Present

Occupation: Waiter and cleaning staff.

Relationship(s): Marie, his aunt. She lives with him and is the typical "wine aunt", so Charlie has to work for the both of them while trying to pay his college debts (he's studying Illustration, he'll make you doodles!)

If you want to RP with Charlie, send me a message!

#fnaf rp #fnaf oc #discord 1x1 #roleplay #1x1 roleplay #1x1 rp #fnaf #michael afton #william afton #henry emily

[unobranding]

Pre-order Latin Art in Minnesota--Conversations and What's Next. Author/Editor: William Gustavo Franklin, MLS, Publisher: Afton Press, Design: UNO Branding, Foreword: Rico Paul Vallejos, Afterword: Leonor Villasuso. Distributor: University of Minnesota Press. https://www.upress.umn.edu/book-division/books/latin-art-in-minnesota This project was made possible by the people of Minnesota through a grant funded by an appropriation to the Minnesota Historical Society from the Minnesota Arts and Cultural Heritage Fund and by generous donors. Latin Art in Minnesota–Conversations and What’s Next is Luis Fitch in conversation with William Hernández Luege, Carmen Gutiérrez-Bolger in conversation with Gloria Echevarria Portal, Alondra Marisol Garza in conversation with Paola Núñez-Obetz, Martha Gabriela Driessen in conversation with Juan Escobedo, Guillermo Cuellar in conversation with Heather Rutledge, Maria Cristina Tavera in conversation with Nancy Ariza, Alonso Sierralta in conversation with Roma Calatayud-Stocks, Selma Fernández Richter in conversation with Evonne Gallardo, Gustavo Lira García in conversation with María Isa Pérez, Dougie Padilla in conversation with Ta-coumba T. Aiken, Xavier Tavera in conversation with Sara Cluggish, and Cecilia Cornejo Sotelo in conversation with Carlos Carrasco. (at Minnesota) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqECGkNJNEx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/fFHUXcu

by SillyIdiotEllioto_o

Y/N L/N has had very weird interests throughout their life. They are 18-years-old and had been having strange dreams, or so they thought... Y/N soon came to realization that their dreams, weren't really dreams.

(This is basically just a story about the reader and like they think that they’re just having weird dreams and shit when they’re just going to other universes in their sleep or some shit..)

Words: 52, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Five nights at Freddy’s (mainly the aftons), Dangan Ronpa Another Episode: Ultra Despair Girls, Homesick - Ms. Freaky (Webcomic), Soul Eater (Anime), OMORI (Video Game), Ib (Video Game), Misao (Video Game), Mad Father (Video Game), Serial Experiments Lain, プロジェクトセカイ カラフルステージ！| Project SEKAI COLORFUL STAGE! (Video Game), Heathers (1988), Wonder Egg Priority (Anime), 나는 에이미를 사랑해 | I Love Amy (Webcomic), Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magika | Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Doki Doki Literature Club! (Visual Novel), Happy Sugar Life (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: The Five Missing Children (Five Nights at Freddy's), William Afton | Dave Miller, Michael Afton, Elizabeth Afton, Mrs. Afton (Five Nights at Freddy's), The Crying Child (Five Nights at Freddy's), Charlotte "Charlie" Emily, Chica (Five Nights at Freddy's), Golden Freddy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie (Five Nights at Freddy's), Foxy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Veronica Sawyer, Heather Chandler (Heathers), Heather Duke, Heather McNamara, Jason "J. D." Dean, Martha Dunnstock, Rayne Liebert, Tomoha (Homesick), Sunny (OMORI), Basil (OMORI), Aubrey (OMORI), Kel (OMORI), Hero (OMORI), Mari (OMORI), Sayori (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Monika (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Yuri (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Natsuki (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Ohto Ai, Aonuma Neiru, Kawai Rika, Sawaki Momoe, Original Characters, Asahina Mafuyu, Yoisaki Kanade, Akiyama Mizuki, Shinonome Ena, Iwakura Lain, Mizuki Alice, Aki (Misao), Misao (Misao)

Relationships: Iwakura Lain/Mizuki Alice, Kel/Sunny (OMORI), Hero/Mari (OMORI), Rayne Liebert & Tomoha, Ib/Mary (Ib), Koube Shio/Matsuzaka Satou, Hida Shouko & Matsuzaka Satou, Monika/Sayori (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Monika/Natsuki/Sayori/Yuri (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Natsuki/Yuri (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Akemi Homura/Kaname Madoka, Akemi Homura/Kaname Madoka/Miki Sayaka/Sakura Kyouko/Tomoe Mami, Asahina Mafuyu/Yoisaki Kanade, Asahina Mafuyu/Ootori Emu, Akiyama Mizuki & Asahina Mafuyu & Shinonome Ena & Yoisaki Kanade, Maka Albarn/Crona

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/fFHUXcu

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #dangan ronpa #danganronpa #dr

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Forty Candles on a Burning Cake

by Betty_WoeBoe

Thomas Wayne remembered that day well:

They had the old Gotham theatre play “The Mark of Zorro” a movie Bruce had oppressively pressed about, and Thomas let him eat as much sweets as he wanted (But Bruce was a good kid, even on his birthday he still ate a healthy amount). It was supposed to be the perfect birthday for his baby boy.

But then he wanted to show them something, and then Bruce was taken away.

_

Or,

Bruce gets kidnapped and Thomas Wayne becomes Batman, with Martha and Alfred watching from the side. Along the way they pick up four vigilante boys.

But there’s something coming to Gotham city, something old, something personal, something Purple.

Words: 1332, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Golden Gotham

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Five Nights at Freddy's

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Thomas Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Martha Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Henry Emily, William Afton | Dave Miller, Charlotte "Charlie" Emily, Charlotte "Charlie" Emily's Mother, The Five Missing Children (Five Nights at Freddy's), Jeremy Fitzgerald, Jeremy | Missing Child, Vanny | Reluctant Follower | Beta-Tester, Jeremy (Five Nights at Freddy's: Help Wanted), Fritz | Missing Child, Gabriel | Missing Child, Susie (Five Nights at Freddy's), Susie's Dog (Five Nights at Freddy's), The Crying Child (Five Nights at Freddy's), Michael Afton, Elizabeth Afton, Animatronics (Five Nights at Freddy's), Golden Freddy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Golden Freddy Plush (Five Nights at Freddy's)

Relationships: Martha Wayne/Thomas Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Everyone, Bruce Wayne & Thomas Wayne, Dick Grayson & Everyone, Damian Wayne & Everyone, Jason Todd & Everyone, Tim Drake & Everyone, Bruce Wayne & Everyone, Henry Emily/Charlotte "Charlie" Emily's Mother

Additional Tags: Bad Parent William Afton | Dave Miller, William Afton and Dave Miller and Purple Guy are the Same Person, Possessive William Afton | Dave Miller, Thomas Wayne is Batman, Thomas Wayne Lives, Good Parent Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne Lives, BAMF Martha Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth is a Saint, BAMF Alfred Pennyworth, Parent Henry Emily, Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Caring Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Angst (DCU), Batfamily-centric (DCU), Possessed Animatronics (Five Nights at Freddy's), Child Abuse, Child Death, The Crying Child is Named Evan Afton, Five Nights at Freddy's: Fazbear Frights Series, Bruce Wayne is Not Batman, Kid Bruce Wayne, Dead Bruce Wayne

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/45175186

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

[ask-the-realistic-fnaf-au]

Flowers for the mothers

Happy Mother’s Day everyone!

I hope you all are having a good time with your mother’s/mother figures!

#realistic fnaf au #rfa #five nights at freddys #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #jeremy fitzgerald #willow fitzgerald #colton fitzgerald #mike schmidt #bella schmidt #courtney schmidt #michael afton #martha afton #mrs afton #afton

[mari-ghost]

man Mrs. Afton is so pretty I almost feel bad for giving her such a terrible fate and situation before she died

#tobi ted talk #I do this to all of my characters #and in this case it was Mrs. Afton in my au #martha was an average wife then she DIED

[violetkatafton]

▼ michael

▼ - childhood headcanon 

up until Fredbear’s first opened up Michael didn’t really have many friends, he wasnt shy, just didn’t like talking much and never seeked anyone out, he knew the other masked kids beforehand but they didn’t really grow close until they all started hanging out at the diner together

once Will and Martha’s relationship started getting strained, Mike started seeking out Fritz’s and the others more, and with their influence started becoming more of a trouble maker as a way to get out his frustration, he didn’t start really taking it out on Timothy until their parents finally divorced in 1982, and that. turned out not-great but ya know these things happen sometimes

#thank you for this bc i only just now realzied saying will and martha divorcing after tim is born makes NO SENSE given that michael wouldve #been FIVE at the time and that doesnt work at all oops my bad #v posts #asks #anon #fnaf #michael afton #vi's furry au #info

[lokiiago]

Married to a Murderer

Married (before/during) Murders:

Aileen Wuornos - married to 69 year old Lewis Gratz Fell, annulled after nine weeks

Albert DeSalvo - married to Irmgard Beck in Frankfurt, had two children, one disabled

Dennis Rader - married to Paula Dietz (1971-2005), had two kids, later divorced

John Wayne Gacy - a closet homosexual, married to Carole Hoff (1972-1976)

H H Holmes - bigamously married three times; Clara Lovering (1876-96), Myrta Belknap (1887-96) and Georgiana Yoke (1894-96), until his execution on 7th May 1896

Albert Fish - paedophile, child rapist & murderer, married to Estella Wilcox (1898-1917) and together had six children: Albert, Anna, Gertrude, Eugene, John and Henry Fish.

Janie Lou Gibbs - poisoned her husband Charles Gibbs, their three sons and grandson

Judy Buenoano - murdered husband James Goodyear and her son Michael, attempted to murder of her fiancé John Gentry and murdered her boyfriend Bobby Joe Morris

Kristen Gilbert - married to Glenn Gilbert (1988-95) with two sons

Dorothea Puente - married to soldier Fred McFaul (1945-48), Swede Axel Johanson (1952-66), Roberto Puente (1966-68) and Pedro Montalvo (1976)

Velma Barfield - married to Thomas Burke (1949-69) until his death and Jennings Barfield (1970-71) until his death, both committed by Velma Barfield

Gary Ridgway - married three times; Claudia Kraig Barrows (1970-72), Marcia Lorene Brown (1973-81) and Judith Lorraine Lynch (1988-2002), only Lynch was married to Ridgway during his 16 year killing spree

Randall Woodfield - married three times, once whilst in prison to Jennifer Lyn Coria

Donald Henry Gaskins - married five times, one who was 13 years old, has two children

John Allen Muhammad - married and divorced twice, once to Mildred Muhammad

Arthur Shawcross - married four times; to Sarah Chatterton with one son, Linda Neary, Penny Sherbino and had an affair with Clara D. Neal

Glen Edward Rogers - married Deborah Ann Nix aged 14 years old (1978-83)

Charles Manson - married and divorced twice to Rosalie Willis (1955-58) and Leona Stevens (1959-63)

John Reginald Christie - married to Ethel Simpson (1920-52), who he murdered

John George Haigh - married to Beatrice 'Betty' Hamer (1934), annulled, with one child who was given up for adoption

Donald Neilson - married to Irene Tate with one daughter Kathryn, jailed as an accessory

Fred West - married to Catherine “Rena” Costello (1962-71)

Harold Shipman - married to Primrose Shipman (1966-2004, his death)

Peter Sutcliffe - married to Sonia Szurma in 1974, separated in 1982, divorced in 1994

Anthony Hardy - married to Judith Dwight (1972-86) with four kids, all prior to murders

Colin Ireland - married twice to paraplegic athlete Virginia Zammit (1982-87) and Janet Young (1989-91) but claimed he "pretended to be gay" to lure his homosexual victims in

Levi Bellfield - unmarried but fathered five children with three women, the final three children with Emma Mills (1995-2004)

Raymond Morris - married twice, second wife was called Carol Morris

George Joseph Smith - married bigamously seven times between 1908 and 1914; Caroline Beatrice Thornhill, Florence Wilson, Edith Peglar, Sarah Freeman, Bessie Munday, Alice Burnham and Alice Reid, two of whom he murdered... to name but a few

Peter Tobin - married and divorced three times; Margaret Mountney / MacKintosh (1969-71), Sylvia Jefferies (1973-76) and Cathy Wilson (1989-93)

Steve Wright - married Angela O'Donovan (1978-87) and Diane Cassell/Cole (1987-88)

Married (after) Murders/Crimes

Richard Ramirez - married in prison to Doreen Lioy, up to his death (1996-2013)

Ted Bundy - engaged to Diane Edwards known as Stephanie Brooks in 1973, and later married Carole Ann Boone whilst on trial and had a daughter with him

Arthur Shawcross - Clara D. Neal who he later married whilst in prison for murder

Henry Lee Lucas  - married Betty Crawford after his conviction for kidnapping three girls

Charles Manson - engaged in prison to Afton Elaine "Star" Burton, never married

Myra Hindley - engaged to Ronnie Sinclair on her 17th birthday for six months

Killers Couples

Ray & Faye Copeland - the killer couple of Missouri (1940-93)

Paul Bernardo & Karla Homolka - "The Ken & Barbie Killers"

Ray Fernandez & Martha Beck - "The Lonely Hearts Killers"

Carol M. Bundy & Doug Clark - "The Sunset Strip Killers"

Cynthia Coffman & James Gregory Marlow - another killer couple

David Ray Parker "The ToyBox Killer" & his girlfriend / accomplice Cindy Lee Hendy

Ian Brady & Myra Hindley - "The Moors Murderers"

David and Catherine Birnie – “The Moorhouse Murderers”

Fred West & Rose West - "The Gloucester Killers"​

Single / Dated Only: (or unmarried owing to a lack of equal rights for gay couples)

Dennis NIlsen - single, homosexual, lived with David "Twinkle" Gallichan

David Berkowitz - single, no wives or known girlfriends

Edmund Kemper - single, troubled upbringing, unable to maintain a normal relationship, but was briefly engaged to a 16-year-old Turlock High School student

Jeffrey Dahmer - single, a homosexual loner, one brief relationship with a boy at school

Joel Rifkin - single, with learning difficulties, no known girlfriends

Ed Gein - single, no girlfriends, his only true love was his mother

Ted Kaczynski - single, but "dated" Joy Richards whilst in prison (1998-2006)

Rodney Alcala - dated Beth Kelleher for a few months before his arrest in 1979

Robert Pickton - habitual user/murderer of prostitutes, he once dated Connie Anderson

Ronald Dominique - single, homosexual serial killer, no known boyfriends or partners

Larry Eyler - single, homosexual serial killer, no known boyfriends or partners

Dean Arnold Corll - a homosexual "relationship" with 12 year old David Brooks

Lee Boyd Malvo - single, a few girlfriends, once was referred in the press as "Kaitlin"

Orville Lynn Majors - unmarried, single

Herbert Mullin - had a steady girlfriend but expressed worries to her that he was gay

Richard Chase - single, hospitalised, no known girlfriends

Graham Young - single, no known girlfriends, convicted / hospitalised

Michael Lupo - homosexual, claimed to have had over 3000 lovers

Patrick MacKay - single, institutionalised from his early teens

Robert Maudsley - single, rent-boy / drug-addict, sexually-abused and incarcerated

Robert Black - single, occasional girlfriends, nothing long-term

Kenneth Erskine - unknown

Steven Grieveson - unknown

Stephen Griffiths - dated Kathy Hancock for 12 months, stalked her for 10 years

Trevor Hardy - his partner Sheilagh Farrow provided his alibi, which meant he was released from prison, and went on to murder Sharon Mosoph

Stephen Port - homosexual, numerous former boyfriends but names unknown

Robert Napper - Single, sexually-abused, unknown of any long-term relationships​

Beverley Allitt - boyfriend Stephen Biggs, the only real love in her life

Source Michael J Buchanan-Dunne

#dark #tcc #true crime community #true crime #murder #serial killer #criminal #jeffrey dahmer #dennis nilsen #Aileen Wuornos #Ted Kaczynski #ed gein #richard ramirez #ted bundy #david berkowitz #charles manson #fred west #rosemary west #rose west #Myra Hindley #ian brady #karla homolka #paul bernardo #btk #dennis rader

[violetkatgrove]

👧 talk abt as many things as you want tbh im V invested

👧 - Mun decides what to talk about     

mars did u know: im love you

next ramble: afton family time! putting this under readmore bc it might get, long(warnings for possible mentions of abuse n such, also child death since. its fnaf ya know)

William marries his first wife Martha, in about 1966, Michaels born a few years later and they’re a, alright family. Will’s a asshole and doesnt really care much about Michael and that puts some stress on Martha, but otherwise its okay. the two get divorced in 1974 after Timothy is born and Will realizes that it he Isnt His Kid

Martha moves to a different house in the Neighborhood and keeps Tim, while Will stays in the original house with Michael, Henry gives both boys a extra key and lets them know they can come stay with him any time they’d like.

Michael never saw anything wrong with his family before Timmy was born, so he sorta blames everything bad happening to him on the kid, doing everything in his little power to make sure he knows that.

in the meantime around 1976, Will gets together with his second wife, Laura, and takes in her daughter, Elizabeth. they marry in 1979 shortly before Fredbear’s first opens. Michael isn’t sure how he feels about Laura but likes Elizabeth well enough, not that he had much of a choice cause she always wanted a older brother and sorta clinged onto him instantly

once the bite of ‘83 hits, Martha moves out of town and takes the extra key she gave to Michael, leaving him with only Henry’s house as somewhere to get away to whenever anything gets bad at home, he starts taking Elizabeth with him too, since theres no way hes leaving her alone when ‘Mom’ and Dad start fighting over something or whatever. plus, she likes hanging out with Charlie as much as he does

after Elizabeth dies, Laura ditches Will, leaving it just him and Michael, who William uses as his little helper for his bullshit till he disappears in 1987 after the new fazbear location shuts down, Michael doesnt hear anything from him till he finds a note in his house one day in 1993 telling him about CBEAR and how he needs to go there and “free” his sister

#violet answers asks #fnaf talk #halloweenhangover #mars #vi's furry au #abuse implied #child death mention

[cassettefrog]

Kin List

Core

* Naveen (Princess and the Frog)

ID

* Bruce Banner (MCU)

* Scar (FMAB)

* Josh Washington (Until Dawn)

* Whizzer Brown (Falsettos 2016)

* Grillby (Undertale)

* Lord Death (Soul Eater)

* Henry Müller (FNAF)

Primary

* Gaston (Batb 2017)

* Nigel Bottom (Something Rotten!)

* Vision (MCU)

* Van Hohenheim (FMAB)

* Spongebob (Spongebob Musical)

* Blackstar (Soul Eater)

* Cyborg (Teen Titans)

* Alex Louis Armstrong (FMAB)

* Garnet (Steven Universe)

* Barry (FMAB)

* Darius (FMAB)

Secondary

* Camus Comprix (Unwind Dystology)

* Martha Dunnstock (Heathers: The Musical)

* Nebula (MCU)

* Michael Afton (FNAF)

* Connor McKinley (Book of Mormon)

* Zed (ZOMBIES)

* Gluttony (FMAB)

* Maui (Moana)

Tertiary

* Asriel/Flowey (Undertale)

* Cloak of Levitation (MCU)

* River Person (Undertale)

* Crutchie Morris (Newsies Musical)

* The Devil (Nostalgia Critic)

* Piotr Rasputin/Colossus (XMCU)

* Fu (FMAB)

* Yoshi (Nintendo)

* Roa (FMA/Broho)

#kin list

[offtheheezay]

What are the company owners like?

I'm going by timeline, not by game Fred Andrews (FFD): An honest, hardworking man with a knack for owning and managing a restaurant - his dream is to go down in history as a pioneer in robotic entertainment.Martha Andrews (FFD): Fred's wife. A smart, precise woman who can build a well-done, functional robot in only one day. Freddie Fazzino (FFP 1): A kindhearted company owner who has a bad habit of accidentally hiring murderers to watch over children. Rumored to have ties to the mafia. Teodoro Fazzino (FFP 2): Freddie's sleazebag brother who loves money and will do anything to get his hands on it. Also rumored to have mafia ties. Faceless Horror Attraction (FF): A corporation that builds amusement parks based on horror stories, a prime candidate for Fazbear's. William Afton (CBEAR/CBPW): Big asshole murderman who doesn't care about other people's feelings.

#you can tell who I favor #ask #jessicollie #fnaf au #fnaf 1 #fnaf 2 #fnaf 3 #fnaf sl #owners

[arplis]

Arplis - News: 8 Reasons to Visit Astoria, Queens

If youre in New York City, Astoria, Queens should definitely be on your radar. Heres why.

Im not sure how scientifically sound such a statistic is, but in a September 2019 feature by Time Out, Astoria, Queens was ranked 8th in an article entitled The 50 Coolest Neighborhoods in the World, making it number one in New York City and second in the United States at large. For many of us who call Astoria home, a first response to such a claim was perhaps, Well, DUH, followed immediately by, Hey, SHUT UP Time Out!

No but really, we residents of Western Queens are happy to share what makes our neighborhood great, or rather, cool, especially if it means we get to lord it over all of Brooklyn, who has gotten the lions share of that reputation for far too long.

Located just 15 minutes from midtown Manhattan, Astoria is a vibrant neighborhood worth a detour during your trip to New York, worthy of being a travel destination unto itself, or frankly, worth moving to, in my humble opinion. Here are 8 ways in which Astoria is every bit as cool as Time Out says it is.

Old World Vibes

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While incorporating the young creative types that started calling the neighborhood home over the last decade, Astoria gracefully did something that few New York neighborhoods have managed to do, which is to maintain the immigrant community that gave it personality in the first place.

Largely influenced by the Greek population, you can find frothy frapps and spirited, gesticulated debate at any time of day at cafes such as The Grand, Avenue Cafe, or Omonia. (Insider tip: check out the proud poster at the bakery next door to Omonia that had the distinction of making the wedding cake for My Big Fat Greek Wedding.) Certainly a cure for any winter malaise that ails you, steep yourself in garlic at exemplary Greek eateries like Taverna Kyclades or Bahari Estiatorio.

Even new restaurants promoting old world flavors find success in Astoria, with newcomers Akrotiri, and Lokanta, catching the attention of The New York Times and the Michelin Guide respectively, right out of the gate.

Really Old World Vibes

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Inhale. Exhale.

Posted by Layaly Cafe onFriday, January 25, 2019

In a stretch of Steinway Street known as Little Egypt you can find Middle Eastern dining and shopping, and better yet, the highest concentration of hookah bars this side of the Atlantic.

(Oh, right, Steinway Street. Yeah, all of their world class pianos for the Western Hemisphere are made in Astoria, so we also have that. No big deal.)

Its hit or miss as to whether or not you find yourself in a more traditional, cultural club that doesnt serve alcohol, or one of the contemporary spots that feature rebirthed, kitschy 80s cocktail classics, but figuring it out is part of the fun. If youd like your puff with some of the stronger stuff try Fayrooz or Layaly. For the tea and smoothie approach try Rotana or Jasmin.

Music: Its Alive!

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#tonight AND #everythursday #thursdaynight #livemusic #openmic @thequaysastoria / signup 8:30 / #music 9pm / 2 #complimentarybeverages per #performer #nocover hosted by @notoriousmignyc of @astoriamusiccollectivenyc #astoriaopenmic #astorianewyork #astoriamusicnow #astorianightlife #astoriaqueens #thirstythursday

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In an era when gritty, iconic music venues seem to be closing their doors on the daily, Astoria managed to build a grassroots music scene from scratch to showcase the incredible talent that had moved into the area. Built largely on the wherewithal of Astoria resident Miguel Hernandez, who went door to door convincing bars to host music nights and pay musicians, a diverse lineup of live music is available every night of the week in Astoria, with a couple of yearly festivals thrown in for good measure, care of Hernandezs Astoria Music Collective.

You can get your live band fix with a side of suds at breweries such as Singlecut and LIC Beer Project; with cocktails at cozy, modern bars like The Bonnie and Sweet Afton; with a proper Guinness draught at classic pubs such as The Shillelagh and The Quays; or simply with personality at old school venues like The Letlove Inn and Q.E.D.

Arts and Crafts

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Museum admission is free today for the final day of #OHNYwknd. No RSVP required; just come on by. Today at the Museum . 2 pm: Educator-led tour with an introduction to the life and vision of Isamu Noguchi, exploring select works in the Museums collection and exhibitions. . 3 pm: Curators Tour Dakin Hart, Noguchi Museum Senior Curator, leads a tour of the Museum and special exhibitions. Photo @nicholasknightstudio The Isamu Noguchi Foundation and Garden Museum/Artists Rights Society (ARS) #IsamuNoguchi # #NoguchiMuseum #NoguchiGarden @openhousenewyork

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You dont need to traipse up and down 5th Avenue with the rest of humanity during your trip to New York in order to get your visual arts fix. Astoria also has you covered in that department.

The Museum of the Moving Image is a tribute to the film and television industry, something that Astoria has just a little claim to, being the location of Kaufman Astoria Studios, NYCs only production studio with a backlot, and the filming location for none other than Sesame Street. (Who are the people in YOUR neighborhood?)

The Noguchi Museum is a building designed by the artist himself to showcase his work, and the result is a serene, austere space that takes the traveler out of the New York bustle for a moment to immerse her or him in sculpture and light, and a peaceful, courtyard garden. For some art out of doors of a more peculiar persuasion, you can go from your Noguchi visit right across the street for a riverside stroll in the quirky Socrates Sculpture Park.

Beer Culture

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Our beer & cheese pairing combo matches a beer flight with a mixed cheese plate. Pro-tip: Its a great way to start off a date night! by @davidavisuals. #beerandcheese #beerpairing #datenight #astoriaqueens #weloveastoria

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Proof positive that the universal divine favors Queens over Brooklyn: Astoria Bier and Cheese. Full stop. No but really, this combination bar, cheesemonger, and bottle shop is as close to perfect an eating and drinking establishment as I have ever found, with its suds and curds-forward menu, and airy market vibe.

In addition to the aforementioned breweries Singlecut and LIC Beer Project, no beer tour of Astoria would be complete without a visit to Bohemian Hall and Beer Garden, a Czech cultural club complete with the requisite sausages and liter draughts. Grabbing a table in its expansive, tree-lined backyard will have you wondering whether youve somehow entered a portal to the Bohemian countryside, but the friendly rattle of the subway just a few blocks away will remind you that youre still in New York City.

Sweet Tooth Satisfaction

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Rainy days & cookie dates Snickersdoodle is on the menu TODAY chocolate peanuts caramel yum

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Along with a robust Greek and Italian population comes bakeries of the pay-by-the-pound variety. Baklava seekers should visit Marthas Country Bakery or Omonia Cafe Next Door, whereas disciples of the cannoli can find refuge at Gianpiero or Rose and Joes.

An eight-block stretch of Astorias 30th Avenue has seen such a recent emergence of sweet eateries to have earned the unofficial nickname of Dessert Row. (If youre not convinced by this, alone, I cant understand what moves you.) Feed your sugar need at Chip for cookies, Ample Hills for ice cream, T-Swirl for crepes, No for cakes, or Paris Oven for getting your French on.

Lo-Fi Shopping

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Tbt to Record Store Day earlier this year. When the sun was out and the only thing you had to worry about was your vinyl melting on the train ride home. Ah yes, a simple time.

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Who other than the coolest neighborhood on earthsorry, I mean coolest in New Yorkcould support opening a record store in the past decade? Well, Astoria did. And not only that, but in a culture where all kinds of single concept stores have gotten bulldozed by big box establishments, Astoria has birthed not only Hi-Fi Records, but Gamestoriafor gamers, Astoria Bookshop for literary types, and Lockwood Paper forother literary types. Theres apparently even enough business to support Uke Hut: a damn ukulele store. I mean, how cool is that?

Not to mention the European-style food shopping where meats, seafood, baked goods, and cheeses all have their expert, specialty purveyors, for those who choose their New York City AirBnbs on the basis of the kitchen.

Not Trying to Be Cool, or Rather, Trying to Be Not Cool

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Come enjoy a cold beer or Rum Punches @ outdoor seating. Its Off the Hook!

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I have long held the belief that Astoria is the coolest precisely because it isnt trying to be cool. (See, ukelele store, above.) On the contrary, one of its peculiar delights is noticing the prevalence of puns and dad jokes in businesses whose mission seems to advancing the antithesis of cool. Maybe its just me, because I live here and I notice these, but I salute them for their unapologetic wordplay: Off The Hook, The Teapsy, Enthaice, and Something Catchy. With you in our corner, Astoria will never become too cool for school, thereby earning the right to stay cool forever.

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