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grievedeeply · 2 years

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If it is possible could I get some post scoop cuddles hcs for Micheal??

sure! sorry this took me forever to get to and that it's...... short. i ran out of ideas, i didn't want to repeat anything too much. hope you still enjoy anyways!

gn!reader

tws: elaborations/descriptions of past trauma (mike's)

taglist: @mintparrot

cuddling with michael afton, post scooping

michael was never big on cuddling in the first place. it just wasn't his thing, and he never thought he was too good at affection to begin with

even before getting scooped, he wouldn't insinuate physical touch most times. only when he felt like he really needed it and even then it was a rare occurrence

he warms up to it gradually after your help, and he learns to like it more as he realizes that your relationship with him is different than what his childhood was like

you understand that he sometimes he just doesn't want to be touched at all, and you'll leave him be when he needs that break from everything. if he needs you around, he'll let it be known

he worries that he'll scare you away because of what he looks like now, but you always insist on how much you love him no matter what

you have to initiate most, if not all, of the physical touch in the relationship. it's not because he doesn't want it, but because he feels like he doesn't deserve it

he grew up in an unforgiving household and feels the need to keep to himself until you tell him you want to cuddle him. only then will he reluctantly agree

he cuddles less after he gets scooped. he knows he isn't the same anymore and he doesn't want to push his luck with his relationship with you (even though you tell him nothing will change, his thoughts remain the same)

he loves your touch. it calms him down so quickly and he becomes like putty in your arms. you make him relax easily and help him forget about everything else

he likes being the little spoon most of the time now. he likes feeling comforted, especially if it's by you, so he loves having your arms wrapped around his waist and your chest pressed up against his back

even if you're smaller than him, he doesn't care. he still loves being the little spoon because of how you make him feel whenever you show him love that way

he likes having his head on your chest, too. anything that makes him feel small in your arms, he likes. he isn't sure why he likes it more now

he doesn't mind being the big spoon sometimes. he still loves feeling like he can protect you from anything even though he knows he's weaker now

he adores you holding him. he doesn't care how the two of you lay, as long as he's with you, he's happy

he knows he's changed from before and he wonders how his life would he if he never got scooped, but he's grateful that you're still with him

#fnaf #fnaf x reader #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's x reader #michael afton #fnaf michael afton #michael afton x reader

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sotogalmo · 1 month

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I'm not sure exactly how long Aunt Jane would spend in jail for committing multiple felonies (hiring vandals to trash Mike's place of work, being an accessory to what eventually became of them, etc) but I do picture at least over a decade in bars.

I can just imagine Aunt Jane getting out and coming across a full-grown Abby in the grocery store with a teenage boy (Sammy Emily) and her niece turning on her heel and leaving with the boy.

And when Aunt Jane tries to protest, Abby just glowers at her coldly and states "When I was a kid, you saw me as nothing more than a means to get money for your cigarettes. You were willing to trash Mike's workplace, just to get him fired, you're just as responsible for what happened to those vandals you hired," she would then slowly approach her former Aunt, glowering at her with disgust and rage "Mike has a full-time job and he supports me in any way he can. He will always be my father figure. You lost, Jane Schmidt."

I mean, Abby wouldn't understand it at the time of the first film (being 8-10 years old) but as an adult, she would be absolutely disgusted by her Aunt and want nothing to do with Jane. Sammy would also be disgusted on Abby's behalf and even inform Mike, Vanessa, and Michael Afton that Jane tried to talk to them in the grocery store.

^ me going autistic over this AU.

Anyways‼️

ABBY‼️‼️ GET HER ASS‼️‼️‼️ Sammy telling Mike Vanessa & Micheal :((. Me too buddy, me too.

And, actually yeah. I do think that Aunt Jane would be staying behind bars for a very long time (I have 'experience': mom's husband is in jail, but it just sucks for him because he's not gonna steal again (and he actually stole the thing he stole because he grew up inna very difficult area. It was out of necessity), and bro has paid a WAY TOO LONG time in that cell then ANY OTHER FUCKING RAPIST OR MURDERER I CAN EVER THINK OF. He was there since he was a teen, and now he's an adult. In his 30s. It's only supposed to be a few years give or take. BUT NOOO, jails are fucked up when it comes to letting out people who WOULD NEVER DO IT AGAIN, and letting out people WHO WILL DO WHAT THEY DID AGAIN into society)

^ OOPSIES POOPSIES. sorry for that‼️‼️ I just- yeah- 👍 (I guess that does show that I do know about how jail works/etc. mom used to work over there. But it was fucked up and tiring methinks. So she quit and took another job)

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star-going-supernova · 1 year

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(idea anon) idea: another time travel fix it. but, instead of Sister Location and Micheal, Vanessa and Gregory are helping Evan during fnaf 4. The image of both boys on one side of the left door, with Evan hiding behind Gregory (who has the fazerblaster) and Vanessa on the other side of the door with her crowbar, ready to smash Nightmare Bonnie's head in, is too amusing to ignore.

Number thirteen on the prompt list, here we go! So this is a sequel to The Michael Afton Protection Squad that takes place an undetermined amount of time later, lol. There’s no actual action in this ficlet because I was in the mood for dialogue and also had Emotions over how an older Michael would react to seeing Evan alive again with the chance to prevent his death. Really enjoyed writing this one, honestly. Enjoy!

The Evan Afton Protection Squad

Evan huddled under the covers, flashlight gripped tight in both hands, watching as the numbers on his clock slowly ticked closer to midnight. He trembled, shivering uncontrollably with fear and dread. A heavy weight sat in his chest, and just as he had every night this past week, he felt sick to his stomach.

A nightmare—his nightmare—was about to begin again.

He sniffled and closed his eyes for a moment, assured that his terror would keep sleep far away. Tears soaked into his pillow.

There were still ten minutes to go when he heard his door creak open and footsteps tread closer to his bed. They were light, though, nowhere near the heaviness of the monsters.

But he still hesitated to peek. Just because his visitor wasn’t a monster didn’t mean they were nice.

Only when the person silently, hesitantly, settled on the edge of his bed did Evan poke his head out of the covers, hoping he wasn’t about to get in trouble for still being awake so late.

For a disorienting minute, he didn’t truly recognize his guest. It was his dad but not. It was Michael but not. It was Dad if he was younger, Michael if he was older.

His confusion swept away the fear, and he sat up with a frown.

“Hey, Evan,” whoever it was whispered. In the dim glow of his nightlight, Evan could see the shine of tears in his eyes. He sounded like Michael, but Michael would never be soft like that or look almost happy to see him.

“Hi…” he whispered back, anxiously twisting his flashlight in his hands.

“I know you’re probably a little confused right now,” sorta-Michael said gently. “And I’d like to explain, maybe in the morning. But I wanted—I have to tell you I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Evan fidgeted. He seemed genuine, and Michael had never really been much of an actor. Michael had also never apologized to Evan for anything ever, so it was kinda freaky that he would now.

“For what?” he asked, making fleeting eye contact before tearing his gaze away.

“For everything,” maybe-Michael replied, painfully earnest and so full of sorrow. “For the way I’ve treated you, for scaring you, for pushing you around. For every time I hurt you, in any way. I’d apologize for each and every thing I was ever a jerk about, but I—” he laughed like the alternative was a sob— “I couldn’t possibly remember them all.”

“I, I don’t understand.” Evan wanted to ask if this was a joke, but he was panicking just a smidge over how close to full-on crying this weird older Michael looked to be.

“I know,” he said, wiping his eyes with his sleeve. “I know. But I swear, I mean it. And I’m going to do everything I can to make things right.”

Michael leaned forward and reached out, hesitating before resting his hand on Evan’s head. He didn’t even flinch, the disconnect between this person and the brother he knew numbing him to it. Michael’s hand was larger than it should be, an adult’s hand. It slipped down to the side, pressing against his cheek for a moment. Michael’s eyes flickered over his face, back and forth, almost desperately, before he reluctantly pulled back.

“I’m really glad to see you, Evan,” he whispered thickly.

Before Evan could even begin to come up with a response to probably one of the most unbelievable sentences he’d ever heard from his brother’s mouth, the flash of his clock changing caught his eye, and panic seized his throat when he saw that it read midnight.

He wasn’t ready.

But Michael’s hand was suddenly on his leg, and he looked up into his probably-brother’s eyes, and for the first time in his life, he saw the protective fury of an older sibling.

“You’re not fighting alone tonight, Evan,” he swore, and he grinned then, and suddenly, Evan just knew this was the man his brother would grow up to be. Somehow, this really was his brother.

Behind Michael, the door opened again, this time admitting two strangers. One was a blonde woman who looked to be about this Michael’s age and one was… himself?

He squeaked and sent Michael a wide-eyed look.

“Vanessa and Gregory,” he introduced, then added, “No relation, I swear, it’s coincidence.”

“Really messed him up, too,” Gregory said.

“Nice to meet you, kid,” Vanessa said. She was, for some reason, holding a crowbar. “But I hear we’ve got some monsters to deal with.”

On cue, a floorboard creaked outside the other door. Michael stood as Vanessa stormed across the room, something like fury burning in her eyes.

“We’re not gonna let them touch you, Evan,” Michael said. No, Michael promised. “I’m not gonna let them touch you.”

And Evan—seeing the conviction, the determination, the protectiveness—believed him.

#i answered a thing #willthemechanist #idea anon #fnaf fic #star's stories #life and times of star

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my-makeshift-masquerade · 11 months

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It All Comes Back to Haunt You (Part 3)

@glitchysquidd

(I am sorry, but the next chapter of Into the Breach will come next I swear… This will highlight some obvious plot-holes, include more characters, and other things… Aight let’s make shit hit the fucking fan.)

It was the first shift for her since Tim and Samantha hired her on. Rebecca was too worried to focus on work right now. Henry and Micheal had been…too okay…with the concept of her father being here. They were quiet. They were planning something, but what? Obviously the fire thing never happened, because she pointed out other innocent people were probably going to be in the building, but what else could they be thinking—

“Hey, kid, can I talk to you for a sec?”

The employee she had become fast friends with snapped her out of her thoughts.

“Sure, uh…” The teen mumbled, “Where’s Dave?”

“Uh. Fucking around somewhere, I dunno.”

“Okay…? W-what do you want to tal—“

“So… You are Rebecca Afton, right?”

She was taken aback by the question, but nodded slowly. It was a bad idea to trust this person with such information, but after keeping quiet for so long, Rebecca’s need for connection outweighed her sense of self preservation by a hair.

“I was up last night thinking, reviewing the true crime podcast… It just doesn’t line up.” Her coworker paused, “Not that I think you’re lying or anything since you look just like the kid they showed but…”

“Y-Yes…?” She was becoming more fearful with every second of silence.

“Your dad tried to kill you in like…1986… It’s 2023…” They stopped for a moment to double check their head math, “Forget calculating your actual age. You should be way older. How the hell do you look so…so…young?”

That was a very fair question, and she was honestly surprised how long it took even her father to do the fucking math here. He clearly knew what year it was, yet he didn’t comment on her supernaturally youthful appearance at all. Rebecca figured it wasn’t a detail he was analyzing right now. She realized she could only shrug in response to the inquiry…

“Yeah, I…I have no idea why I seem to be aging so…slowly…” The young looking woman admitted, “I was hoping to ask Charlie, but it is taking me a while to fix—“

“Who?”

“Oh, uh… Charlotte. She’s Henry Emily’s daughter… like the ring leader of the ghosts.” Rebecca said this far too casually, mixing flavoring into her water, “Yeah, she’s chill… Just—understandably protective of the others…”

“Sure, right… Then also… What happened to your dad? Do you even know?” Her coworker frowned, “Dave is in the springlock suit now so clearly whatever happened on the night he tried to off you didn’t like—kill him—“

Damn. They really are “balls deep in denial” as Micheal put it. Yet they seemed head over heels for her dad. She guessed pining for a serial killer grants amazing cognitive dissonance…

“Yeah…” Her voice trailed off, “Not sure on that one… Just glad it was over…”

“Sorry. Am I prying too much?”

“No, no… You aren’t the first. My whole upteenth highschool class found out and none of those idiots did the math… Those who did just think I’m a liar.” She laughed nervously, “I’m just… thinking about something myself…”

“Wait wait wait. How many times have you had to go through highschool?! That sounds like hell—“

“It is. Still look too young for college… But if we don’t want to be investigated I have to keep acting at the age I look…” She rolled her eyes, “Though the state aren’t competent enough to notice the same person going through their school system every other four years…”

“What if you stop faking and tell—“

“I end up in a government facility most likely…” She answered bluntly.

Her coworker snorted.

“It is a genuine fear of mine, really. It’s why Michael and I have to come back whenever a new thing related to the franchise pops up. If people knew the full truth…” She paused, “I bet even the ghosts in the suits would be in the same boat as me then…”

“…Oh.”

“Man… I’ve never told anyone this shit before… This feels…like a weight is off my shoulders…”

“You’ve been that isolated… Unable to tell the truth to anyone…For 30 years…?!”

“Yep. Just myself, Micheal, and…”

Rebecca stopped herself. Mikey was already pissed about the amount of information they had to disclose to this person due to the sheer fact “Dave” was in the equation. As much as she wanted to let it out, she’d get in trouble for mentioning another huge name for the brand.

“Sorry, I’m prone to oversharing…”

———

“Ms.Clair, I know you’re about to leave, but have you seen Mi—“

Rebecca grabbed from behind, making her panic on reflex, letting out a very childlike noise despite her biting her lips.

“Jason!” Clair scolded.

“What? I needed to get through the doorway.” Jason smirked at her, “Are you gonna come around here often or—“

“Yes… I-I work here?” Rebecca was autistic and oblivious to any sort of flirting. It seemed Jason was taking that as a bit of a challenge.

“Well, you like making it difficult, huh?”

“Making what difficult?” She was more confused than offended or creeped out, “W-was I really that much in the way? S-sorry—“

“It’s so easy to make you apologize.” Jason snickered, “It’s really cute how you get all flustered…”

The sound of inexplicable metal hitting the door made Jason jump.

“SHITSHITSHIT—“

He turned around, sighing in relief when Springtrap wasn’t standing behind him. It was just that guy with the weird skin condition holding a spare part.

“Man, don’t fucking scare me like that.” The shorter man growled, “Can’t you see we’re having a conversation?!”

“Oh? Want to try doing something about it?” Micheal asked with a threateningly casual tone that was eerily identical to Springtrap’s.

“Whatever. I’m fucking out of here.” Jason huffed, giving the younger figure one last concerned glance. “Good luck with that thing.”

“Bye…I guess?” Rebecca blinked as Jason and Clair left, before turning to her brother, “Mike, where have you been? It’s been an hour.”

“Oh, I was just on the phone.”

“For an hour?!”

“Had to deal with some things after the call.”

“What things?”

“Things.”

“Ugh! Stop being difficult—“

“No.” Her brother chuckled, messing up her hair, “You do realize that man was hitting on you, right?”

“Hold on. He was WHAT?!”

“There you two are.” Their coworker smiled, “I finally found Dave in his room, and I see you found—“

Rebecca punched her brother in the chest repeatedly, as he started horse-playing with her, leading her to giggle, “H-hey! Let go—“

“Nope… Sibling privilege.” Micheal had her in a headlock, finally letting her go as she managed to get a good hit on him, “Fuck—!”

“Ha!”

“Below the belt? Really?” He smirked.

“It’s not like you have anything valuable down there!” She snapped back, getting too caught up in playing with her brother to notice who just entered the establishment.

“Oh jeez… Would you crazy kids stop wrestling each other on the clock?”

Rebecca lost all of the color in her face hearing that voice. No. No no no. Henry was here?! But her father was here?! Oh shit… This was going to end so…so badly. What was Michael thinking?!

“Your hair’s all over the place, kiddo.” The man walked over and fixed it for her, as well as straightening her shirt, “There! Now if only your brother would stop messing it all up…”

“Heh… No promises.”

Unseen by everyone, Springtrap watched from the farthest end of the hallway Micheal had come from. He was absolutely seething. William had no idea that Rebecca ended up being taken in by Henry after his death. Seeing his former business partner fix his daughter’s hair in such a fatherly manner while she clearly seemed embarrassed by it was enough to make him want to strangle him. That bastard, that hypocrite.

Taking in his child after banishing him from his own company, stealing his work, and leaving him without a way to feed that same child and her older siblings back in the 80’s? Just who did Henry think he was?! Some savior?!

“Uh… Who is this?”

His daughter looked terrified as her coworker spoke up, but her expression turned to one of horrific dread as she noticed her father’s figure lurking at the end of the other hall.

“Oh, where are my manners?” The old man chuckled, patting Michael on the shoulder, “My name is Henry Emily. It’s a pleasure to—“

Rebecca couldn’t leave fast enough, passing her father on the way and dodging his attempt to stop her. Nope. No way. Not today. Not ever. She locked herself in the back room, prepared for all hell to break lose.

“My dad’s here isn’t he?” Charlie’s spirit asked, frowning sympathetically as the woman curled up against the wall just nodded.

“Stay in here… The others and I can try to scare him out…”

#frighteningly intriguing #bound to imagination #drabbles

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creamymilkk · 2 years

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Hello! Do may I request Michael Afton? If so may I request headcannons of Michael x Male! Reader that have known each other since 15?(the age of the incident) and now they are both 35 and married? (Right before sister location) thankyou!!

💒 ♡ “Just The Two Of Us.” ♡ 💒

༉‧₊˚ #Micheal Afton x M!Reader

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

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██████████ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞

. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Micheal Afton and M!Reader.

༉‧₊˚ -Format: HCS/Headcanons.

× &﹕Summary: Life with a Afton.

×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): Im back! I feel so much better, today was a shitty one but there is always tomorrow:) ANWAYS THANK YOU GUYS. Enjoy lovely 💕

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♡ When the accident happened to his only sibling that is alive, now gone. Forever and can't forgive himself for what happened.

♡ I couldn't get the facts of what happened, he was depressed after what happened.

His friends of course left him because he isn’t fun to hang out with. So he was left with no one.

♡ Except you, you didn't leave him like his other so called “friends” and he was thankful for that. Which only meant one thing.

♡ needy/clingy Micheal.

♡ It can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on your mood. But as it right now, It's a sort of good thing?

♡ But right now, all you could do is just be there for him, take care of him, make sure he is eating, etc.

♡ Like taking care of a child, but sooner than later. You catched feelings for Michael Afton, of course.

♡ You didn't know if he liked guys, so you were just trying to hide your feelings for him. As time went on

♡ He got better and felt better than a long time ago. And learned that it wasn't his fault, he didn't know how the thing worked.

♡ When time did go by, he did have a crush on you. Micheal never thought he was gay, but he knew what the feels he got meant. He thought the same thing as you.

♡ He doesn't know if you like guys.

♡ You guys still hung out even when he got his old friends back and new friends.

♡ People thought you guys were best friends.

♡ Soon enough you couldn't handle it, and spilled out how you felt for him. When you two were hanging out.

♡ Michael he just stood there for a good minute, trying to understand what he heard was true.

♡ When he finally wrapped his mind of what just happened.

♡ HE WAS OVER THE MOON.

♡ He hugged you and spin you, he felt the same and just wanted to show you.

♡ “thank god, you felt the same way. I was so scared you didn't feel the same. You know?”

♡ He would treat you amazing, take you for dates, talk to you, cuddle, etc.

♡ Like i said with my other fanfic, he would tell you everything on the mind.

♡ When you two would fight, he would try to make it up to you.

♡ Now when he wants to get married to you, he will try to make the night perfect.

♡ Bring you your favorite flowers, bring you to your favorite place. Etc.

♡ When you two finally got married he treated you like a king. And you guys would live togheter forever. And finally happy:)

💌 - Goodbye cutie <3

#Fnaf #fnaf micheal #fnaf micheal afton #micheal afton #micheal #micheal x reader #Micheal afton x reader #micheal x male reader #Micheal afton x male reader #Male reader #Request

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sundrop-tetsu · 2 years

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I saw your Micheal post and thought it was a pretty sweet idea,

People tell me that I remind them of the season Autumn and that's my name although I don't see it. I go by Moth or Skye around my friends and I guess you could say I'm a dork. I like rpg horror games considering it's basically puzzle games with multiple endings. I'm a former emo, now punk though I've always been a hippy sorta since high school.

I deal with anxiety and depression and have used art [drawing, dancing, singing] to cope though as of late it's just been hard to motivate myself.

I understand if you don't get around to this ask but I hope you have a good day or night wherever you are <3

“I may not be your first but.. let me be your last” - michael

first meeting

you met michael in high school senior year

well- not met per se-

sitting on the school roof, you were currently drawing a bit to help your anxiety calm itself down; unfortunately, you caught sight of mike and his friends walking towards the entrance and could hear their conversation

“can it, gabriel. I don’t want to hear you say that again, she’s a woman. you don’t hurt women” michael could be heard growling

“ha! you’re getting weak, mike. she’s anything a woman, she’s a little bitch who we need to take care of. she didn’t have any right to slap me the way she did”

“sounds like gender envy. if you were so worried about a woman being stronger than you, you should’ve just said so”

their heads quickly shot up to your spot and you panicked. you didn’t mean to say that out loud, you were just angry about the words that came out of gabriel’s mouth

needless to say, michael was very impressed. not only by your insult and attitude but by your fashion sense as well

“nice one, roof top babe!” he yelled back at you with a smile

embarrassed by your actions, your anxiety forced you to get up and run off. mike called after you but you didn’t respond. and honestly, that was the last time he had saw you

asking you out

throughout high school, michael was never interested in dating or getting to know someone

he’d been asked before if he had ever been interested in someone and in pure honesty, he talked about you, roof top babe. he didn’t know your name since he never got the opportunity to talk to you. he did remember hearing someone call you skye but he didn’t wanna assume it was your name

currently, he was getting some ice cream for him and charlie who he had taken to the park for some fresh air

“Can I have two cones of mint chocolate chip, please? Two scoops on each” he gave his pretty smile to the ice cream truck guy

when he got his order and paid for it, he turned only to meet someone’s chest as ice cream fell on them

“ah jesus, I’m really sorry about that” he apologized before looking up

“oh, no worries. I should’ve backed up, I’m standing a bit too close” you chuckled nervously

you looked familiar to him. like, really familiar to him, he knew that he’s seen you somewhere before

he blinked before finally realizing who you were

“roof top babe?” he asked, unsure if it really was you

you blinked confusingly, you hadn’t heard those three words in a long while. in fact, you only heard them once and the person who said them was-

“michael afton?” you questioned

“it’s so great to see you again. I’ve been wondering where roof top babe went off to” mike chuckled

you groaned embarrassingly before nervously smiling at him, “I’m sorry about what I said back then. I wasn’t thinking, he just upset me”

“don’t worry about it. I agreed with you anyway. gabriel was a huge jerk”

“pfft- sounds like you needed better friends”

“that’s rich coming from ms. runaway. what did you think I wanted?” mike gave you a small smirk

“you wish we were friends.” you teased back

somehow michael made you feel comfortable. your anxiety would normally cut in during a conversation but.. mike felt safe. it was like conversing with an old lover

“well actually I wish we were more than friends”

“that was um.. what I’m trying to say is. I think it’s fate that we’ve met again. Would you like to.. go out sometime?”

his honesty made you quickly heat up. you admit you did think michael was attractive back in high school, and even now, he grew up into an even handsomer man. but you couldn’t help but think, why you?

you weren’t going to let your anxiety take control of this situation. a cute guy was asking you out, and this guy already seemed so great. so the words that left your mouth were, “yes. I’d like that”

things he loves about you

you get interested in rpg horror games and it can become intense in the sense of you thinking long and hard about the lore behind the game or solving the puzzles; he loves how cute you are when you’re playing

he’s caught you dancing around the apartment at times. honestly mike has never really seen a human being dance, only animatronics. so it’s a nice surprise to come home to your partner dancing; he loves watching you dance

you’ve been honest to michael about your depression and anxiety and he can relate entirely since he himself as them. comfort goes both ways but you’re always so honest about what you’re feeling; he loves your honesty

michael likes to sing (mostly soft music types). so when he heard you singing the other day in your shared bedroom, he was so excited since he thought the two of you could sing a duet; he loves your voice, thinks your vocals are beautiful

mike can draw too! ha, no he can’t. but he does use it as a coping mechanism just like you do. It’s peaceful even if his drawings aren’t exactly.. good. he just likes that it gives you both an activity to die together, plus you’re really good at it; he loves watching you calm down by drawing with him

you once told him about formerly being emo. mike blinked confusingly not believing you until you showed him actual proof. he likes dressing up in your old emo clothes, often says that they look better on him than you; he loves hearing stories about you

you’ve told him that it’s been hard to motivate yourself lately even though you’ve tried your best. mike doesn’t want either of you to give up from feeling better so he’s often the one to suggest new activities to do together; he loves that you’re willing to try something new

meeting his family

his family died. they’re dead 😬

all mike really has left is henry and charlie and he considers them family even if they’re not blood related

you were really nervous to meet them. but you’re always hearing good things about henry and charlie so at least they would be nice (hopefully-)

mike had suggested meeting them over dinner at their house and you agreed

when the two of you arrived, it smelled so wonderful. henry was definitely a good cook. at the door, a 15 year old girl ran towards michael, happy to see him. and henry greeted mike as if he was his son who he hadn’t seen in years

henry really likes you. he thinks you’re seriously cool and the way you and michael “met” in high school is the best thing ever to him. he was sad to hear that you’re also dealing with anxiety and depression and gave you a few tips that he mentioned helps him and mike

charlie loves you even more. michael being the only brother she’s technically had, she can be protective of him when she wants to be. (there’s a reason people never asked him out-) but you seemed to genuinely care for mike and even brought her and their dad a nice gift. yea, you’re nice, kind, pretty, she wants you to marry him

after his disappearance

you felt numb for a while

genuinely, you couldn’t believe he was missing

you first showed up at henry’s house, telling them about the situation. henry wouldn’t let you leave after that, telling you that clara, michael’s mother, died after going driving while she was upset

most of your days were spent sitting in michael’s old room, staring at his childhood pictures that were taped onto his wall

charlie walked in once. just like you, she had lost someone important to her. and she knew that somehow, you and her could comfort each other

she sat by your side and played with her fingers, looking up at the same pictures you were staring at

“michael didn’t always make the best decisions when he was younger..” she started, “.. but I know he didn’t deserve this”

you stayed quiet for a while before slowly nodding, “mike was truly a douche when he was younger” you chuckled, thinking about the times you would see him causing trouble

charlie laughed as well, “it seems as if you’ve gotten the pleasure of seeing that chaos”

“hey,” you whispered to her, “we both miss that idiot. crying about it on our own will only worsen our pain”

she nodded in agreement, “skye. michael cared about you. and he cared about me. in situations like these, we need to care more about each other”

“we’ll be alright, charlie” you whispered as you wrapped your arm around her shoulder, “michael would want us to be alright”

☀︎ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫´𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: I wanted this one to be an au where charlie wasn’t killed or put out into the rain. it ended nicely, hope u liked it anon!!

side note: when given little information personality and hobby wise, one has to improvise T ^ T that was me during the “things he loves about you” since it’s seven points and I wanted to keep it at seven

wanna know how I see a relationship with vou and a specific character? :) detailed matchups are now available 😌✨

#amelia’s mike afton matchups <3 #amelia matchups <3 #michael afton #fnaf michael afton #michael afton x you #michael afton x reader #afton fnaf #fnaf x reader #fnaf #afton family #henry emily #charlie emily

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Autistic Afton Headcanons Part 1

William Afton

Please put down your pitchforks and torches! I know we don’t like seeing autistic serial killers, and it is not my intention to promote harmful stereotypes. In an AU where he wasn’t the killer, I’d still hold this headcanon.

William is a real “renaissance man” with a diverse variety of special interests. Engineering, playing guitar, technical drawing, writing plays, you name it. His biggest pet peeve is being bored.

Despite appearing to be a total workaholic, he was a pretty attentive father. It helped that all three of his kids were also autistic and they could just info-dump for hours while he worked on some repairs.

William took inspiration from his loved ones to use for the animatronic characters he and Henry designed. In a way, the animatronics became like extensions of those he loved, an expression of his fondness.

So when his two youngest children died tragically at the hands of their own personal metallic idols, he was desperate for a way to cope with this, and he found it in the discovery of remnant making them possess their animatronics…

His logic is twisted by extreme grief and a god complex. William sees himself as genuinely doing the right thing in murdering these people he cares about. He was granting them a blessing.

“I always come back.”

Micheal Afton

Michael didn’t really know how to be a big brother when his siblings came along. He imitated what he saw older brother characters doing on TV, assuming that was the way he “should” act.

This led him into being involved with the wrong crowd for the sake of approval. Behind closed doors though, Mikey is super gentle and really good with younger children.

He still learns most of his social skills from television and movies even as an adult. Characters on a screen were just easier to understand than real people. The Immortal and the Restless is his favorite.

Foxy the Pirate was inspired by little Micheal because he had an interest in swiping objects from the parts his father used. He was practically a little pirate, just as clever as his dad.

After the Bite, Micheal had trouble grieving. He saw his father rationalize the deaths of both of his little siblings as things that were “necessary”, and this made him very angry with William.

He never stopped blaming himself. It made him grow up even faster than he already had been. His level-headed facade hides a black hole of feelings he never gets closure on. His mindset is just to keep moving forward.

“Wait, if Circus Baby is based on Elizabeth then… Oh God. That Ballora animatronic with the pronounced bust and thighs better not be based on mom back when she did ballet! I’m already paying enough for therapy!”

#fnaf headcanons #into the breach #william afton #michael afton #afton family #bound to imagination

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