#Scooped Michael Afton

[skyblueartt]

Silly work doodle of Michael Afton💜

“I got my insides scooped out by one of my dad’s creations and all I got was this stupid shirt!”

[driftingvoid-155]

Love the idea that the longer Mike is undead, the more ‘human’ things he forgets.

He never was that great of a cook but after years of not eating, he no longer remembers even the most basic principles for cooking. He forgets to grease a pan. He doesn’t remember how to best cut up vegetables for what he’s trying to make. Did this food go in the oven or was it made on stovetop? Did it matter? Did ketchup need to go in the fridge or not? How long did it take for milk to expire? How much did people even need to eat? Was it three times a day? More? Less? It’s things he thinks he remembers but when faced with doing them, realizes he doesn’t.

He forgets what it’s like to feel short of breath. He doesn’t need to breath so why would his body ever demand air again? He can’t for the life of him recall what that tightness felt like or the feeling of his chest burning after running.

Blinking. Though he doesn’t have eyes, he has eyelids. But what use are they when he no longer has eyes to keep from getting dry?

Smell. Most his senses took a hit after Ennard left him but his sense of smell was one thing that was gone for good. Both a blessing for he couldn’t smell himself, the awful stench of death he knew he gave off, but a curse as he no longer could recall what flowers smelled like. What the air of spring carried. What about rain? He knew he used to love the smell of rain but now all it brings is a dampness that clings to his already aching bones.

In that same boat, touch. His nerves were fried, decayed away to the point that the only things that did hurt were the things deep inside his skin where a few were still functional. He forgets the way some fabrics used to irritate his skin. How his nails biting into his skin actually used to bite, leaving behind a sharp sense of pain to bring him out of his thoughts instead of just a dull throbbing. When someone brushing a hand over his skin was actually a sensation instead of something he didn’t even acknowledge because to him, it wasn’t even there. Warmth and cold are nothing but emotions now, the latter something he felt much more than the former. Everything felt numbed to him and he forgets how those alive feel, experience, so much more than him.

Sleep is another thing becoming more and more foreign to him. He can’t remember the last time he fell into true unconscious. He used to try and sleep, pretend at the very least, but the longer time went on, the more he gave up. His ‘sleep’ now including closing his eyes, feeling the sense of sleep but yet still aware of everything going on around him. Perhaps that’s why he agreed to Henry’s plan. So he could feel that true darkness he longed for once again. He’s so tired and he hasn’t slept in so long.

[c0micallylargepeanut]

I forgot about the Michael Afton one. I made a Michael Afton one.

Time taken: 12/12/23 - 3/26/24 (I had a creative block okay)

[stardust-fnaf]

Michael angst idea…

He can’t sleep since being scooped. Like, at all. His body physically won’t let him.

But he still curls up in bed every night, just like everyone else. He doesn’t have dreams so much as half-hallucinations of monsters in the dark. But that’s all dreams really are, anyway, right? He’s just like everyone else. And if he gets out of bed every morning and rewraps the bandages over his wounds that will never heal, well, that’s normal too, right? He’s just like everybody else. The voices he hears, the visions that have him screaming himself awake when he was never asleep, the gashes in his rotting purple skin that will never stop weeping blood.

He’s just like everybody else.

[charbles]

If requests are still open can you draw a scoop Michael being goofy?

i wasnt sure if you wanted to see a certain michael or my michael? but here he is! being lost! hes just like that!

this guys my michael, hes somethin

[kingofpeacows]

Despite everything...it's still you

[were-wolverine]

reunion at freddy fazbear’s pizzeria simulator

william/springtrap: you said you were going on some spiritual retreat!

henry: namaste 🙏

william/springtrap: and you’re supposed to be dead!

michael: i got better?

[raccoon-in-a-dumpster]

THERE'S SOMETHING ROTTEN INSIDE OF ME

get it out

get it out

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GET IT OUT

[xxlegitcookiezxx]

I tried designing a Michael… He may not be super original, but he has my heart. I’ve also been told he looks like a muppet and you know what? Fair.

[connectionterminated13]

I think there's a special little place in Michael's version of hell for zombie movies. He hates those things. Being a member of the undead during the zombie boom was miserable....

For one they made him feel terrible about himself. Michael had always felt like a bit of a monster but seeing creatures that look like him on movie posters terrorizing innocent people didn't help. Because how different was he from the zombies on the movie screen? He was a murderer like them...

The second reason was because he had to deal with so many people Seeing him on a late night and assuming the zombie Apocalypse had started and that they were the main character hero and throwing things at his face.

The third reason was because Charlie got really into The Walking Dead, and begged Michael to watch it with her but they rewatched it so many times he kind of got tired of it..

[skyblueartt]

Very very very SILLYYY sketches from 1am of my guy Michael Afton, AKA the fella who got me into Fnaf. Thanks Mike!

[driftingvoid-155]

Scooped Mike who’s teeth all fall out so he just wears a pair of those plastic vampire fangs and calls it a day

[c0micallylargepeanut]

He is actually he told me himself (albeit that could just be the self hatred kicking in)

[purple-corpsez]

Did somebody say scooped Michael Afton?

[that-mangy-mutt]

Michael Afton

this is my gender idc

[stardust-fnaf]

He can’t sleep it’s his fault it’s his fault it’s his fault—