#an afton family reunion!

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your... characters?

[kohaika]

Silly sketch

[toringo]

A mini lineup for my main fnaf au. I call it a Family Reunion au, the basic premise is that Elizabeth lives but gets injured by Baby resulting in great hatred of animatronics, Michael never got scooped but has to take care of her due to their mother's death and their father mysterious disappearance. Mike is obsessed with finding out the truth about his father and his connections to the child murders from the 80s. Henry is growing progressively more bitter and unhinged. Looking for clues and easy money, Mike gets hired at a new horror attraction in town and gets to meet a very familiar animatronic with severe case of memory loss and permanent confusion. For context, William was a decent father most of the time, Mike has great daddy issues and despite William not remembering him at all tries to save him and maybe get his family back. It's like 30% family angst, 30% hurt/comfort, 30% fluff and 10% gay yearning for your sworn enemy/ex business partner. If you can even consider someone that barely remembers you and can't talk your enemy. Context for some of the doodles: Springtrap is relearning how to read, doesn't know what's going on and loves his son. Mike is happy to help his dad out and is not happy about his relationship with Henry.

[nachosforfree]

[silvcrignis]

@lastafton​ is new in town

...

“Michael?” the question was a whisper at first, almost as if William was convinced his son wasn’t REAL... He hadn’t seen him in YEARS... He had signed that deal to get OUT of that fucking suit & gotten the fuck out of Hurricane never looked back... He’d thought his son was DEAD.

“Michael!” this time he was MUCH louder, immediately closing the distance between them, pulling him into a hug, one hand resting against the back of his head.

“... How... How did you FIND me?”

[astrolotte]

The Emily twins are considered to be practically family by Michael, Evan, and Elizabeth okay I know this in my heart the stars told me Scott Cawthon himself informed me etc. etc. Stop excluding Charlie from happy aus and Afton kid reunions okay. she's family too.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Phone dude caused an Afton family reunion in FNAF 3,,

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

"I'm surprised myself. Given the fact I promised myself I wouldn't come back to this place. And yet, here I am. Walking inside this place..." He looks around seeing the abandoned area but he didn't want to stay here for too long.

A rusted voice came from the darkness of fazbears fright of what used to be fredbears "hello..... Michael....come to see your ol' man?" A wheeze followed by a rotten rabbit shambles outta the darkness

@rotten-hare

Why did he even bother coming here again? After so long, it was still unsettling to even show up. However, he was silent even so to make him look. That makes this place more unsure. That's when he stops hearing a rusted voice from within the darkness.

He knew it even if he turns to look.

"Depends old man..." he mutters looking to the rotten rabbit.

[redskull199987]

What about a Mike x fem!reader where reader helps mike through one of his nightmares?

Lifeless Stars

Mike Schmidt x fem!reader Request

Word Count:1.6k

Warnings:very angsty again, but also lots of fluff and comfort too, I also may have added Abby a bit into this because I love her and I wish I had a sister like her:,), also Movie spoilers

Summary:After the events at the Pizza-Plex, You and Mike both have problems coping with what happened. But at least you have each other…and a sweet little Girl, whose goal it was to make you smile again...

Masterlist

You felt tired. Terribly tired actually. The Sun had long disappeared behind the Horizon. The House was quiet and all lights were shut off, as the entirety of your little family had withdrawn behind the warmth and comfort of your blankets. 

And theoretically, you should have been asleep. But much to your dismay, you weren’t. You had been awake for hours, downright tired to the verge of passing out, but sleep just wasn’t able to find you.

Maybe it was because of what had happened a few days ago at the Pizza-Plex. The events were still burned into your skull, the images still vivid and every time you closed your eyes, it didn’t take long before that damn Golden Bonnie crept his way up into your dreams. You supposed, that was the reason you were unable to sleep tonight.

With a sigh, you quietly tried to sit up while not waking up Mike, who had his head laying on top of your shoulder and his arm slung around your waist. As cautious as possible, you pushed him off of you and stood up. You looked at Mike once more and gently pulled the blanket back up to his face again, before making your way into the kitchen.

 ‘Maybe a cup of tea could help’, you thought. And you seriously hoped it would. Your last resort would be Mike’s sleeping pills, but you really didn’t want to use them, knowing of how much trouble they always brought Mike.

So, without turning on the lights, the house only illuminated by the shine of the Moon, you stood in the kitchen, waiting for the water to boil, so that you could put on your tea. Your eyes wandered all over the room, gazing at the various pots and plates that were standing in random places. Abby’s drawing of you guys and the kids on the fridge or the Picture of Mike and his brother, when he was still alive. You sincerely hoped that he had found peace too. That he was in a better Place now, looking down on Abby and Mike with a smile on his face while patiently waiting for the day of their reunion.

The sound of the tea pot pulled you out of your thoughts. Quickly, you poured the steaming water into your cup and set it down on the kitchen table to let it cool down a bit, so that you would not burn your tongue when drinking it.

With another heavy sigh, you walked over to the couch and flopped down on it. Your body felt heavy. Too heavy. With a small hiss, you lifted your shirt, taking a look at your still healing injury. Mike might have had it worse than you, but Afton had still managed to nab at you with his damn knife. You got way more lucky than Vanessa though, since she was still in the Hospital. You really hoped that she would wake up soon, so that you could thank her properly. If it hadn't been for her, you would probably all be dead.

A noise from your bedroom suddenly caught your attention. With furrowed brows, you swiftly jogged back through the dark hallways. You could swear, it almost gave you a heart attack, when you abruptly ran into Mike, causing the two of you to stumble to the ground.

“Mike?”, You groaned quietly, blinking in the dark trying to spot him,”Mike, are you okay?”

You didn't receive an answer, but instead, you felt a pair of hands, searching for your own in the darkness.

“Mike, I’m here.”, you mumbled, reaching out for your boyfriend. Your hands hastily found his shoulders and pulled him closer to you. Only now, you noticed that he was trembling. His breathing was fast and heavy and he was slightly sweaty.

“Mike..”, you whispered, lacing your fingers with his,”Come with me.”

You quickly pulled him to his feet and guided him to the bathroom. Once you were inside, you switched on the lights and closed the door. You saw how Mike slightly flinched away, as soon as the dim light illuminated the room. You gazed at him with concern on your face, before motioning to the bathroom counter. He quickly understood and sat down on it.

With your eyes still on Mike, his hands were still trembling, you grabbed a cloth and held it under the water, before coming back to him.

With a reassuring smile on your face, you slowly stepped in between his legs. Mike almost automatically grabbed your waist, pulling your body closer to his.

“Hey.”, you tenderly grasped his cheek, making him look at you. Without another word you raised the cloth to his face, slowly wiping the sweat off of his forehead. Mike only closed his eyes, seemingly just trying to enjoy your sweet touch on his face.

“What happened?”, You finally asked, when he had calmed down again. His hands were no longer trembling anymore and his breathing had returned to normal. 

“I had a nightmare.”, Mike explained, his gaze now focusing on the ground,”I dreamed that..that, I wasn’t able to save Abby. That they took her, just like Garret. And I couldn't do anything. I was just staring like a useless piece of shit-”

“Mike.”, you said firmly, turning his face back to you,”Don’t say that. It was just a dream. Abby is safe. She’s with us. Nothing can happen to her.”

Mike didn’t say anything in return, so you tried something else instead of just talking to him. You swiftly raised your other hand, but not to his face, but to his chest. Your palm rested right above his heart, that you could feel beating rapidly. Mike only looked at you in confusion.

“Mike..”, You mumbled, searching for the right words,”What I can feel under the palm of my hand, is the Heart of a Big Brother, that’s only beating for his sister. A heart that’s beating because it’s owner decided to stay alive for his sister. To be there for her and give her the life she deserves. And not only for her, but also for me. I know what you did to save us and I will be forever grateful for that. So are Abby and Vanessa. You saved us. We’re alive because of you, Mike.”

You could feel tears well up in your eyes, because as you said them, you realized how true they were. You owed Mike your life and you would forever be grateful to have him in your life.

“I love you.”, was all that Mike was able to mutter in response, before he pulled you into him by your waist, connecting your lips in a sweet and tender kiss. You felt him holding onto you tightly and as you parted, he gently leaned his forehead against yours.

“Thank you, Y/N.”, Mike mumbled, kissing you once more on your temple.

Your sweet moment was interrupted, as you saw the lights in the hallway suddenly go on. Mike and you only looked at each other for a second, before he jumped off of the bathroom counter. He pulled you behind his body, as the two of you quietly walked over to the door. With one final step, you walked into the hallway and all your tension quickly dissolved into relief, as you saw who the culprit was.

Abby was sitting at the Kitchen table, sipping on the tea you had made earlier.

“Hey, you little thief.”, You smiled and sat down next to her, “That was mine.”

Abby looked at you apologetically, but not really:”Sorry.”

“It’s fine.”, you smiled and ruffled her hair affectionately.

“Why are you up, Abbs?”, Mike asked, also sitting down next to the two of you.

“Couldn’t sleep.”, the girl answered shyly,”So, I drew a picture for you guys.”

Wordlessly, she slid a piece of paper over to you and Mike. The two of you looked at each other for a second, before glancing at the drawing. Your heart bloomed with joy, as you realized what it was.

In the drawing, you could see Mike, Abby, Vanessa and you playing together. It looked like Hide and Seek and while Mike was the Seeker, Abby, Vanessa and You all hid from him with a smile on your faces.

“That’s really beautiful, Abby.”, you mumbled, trying not to tear up.

“Let's put it on the fridge, hm?”, Mike suggested and promptly did what he just proposed.

Abby only smiled at you and instantaneously jumped up, giving you and Mike a big beary hug. You could only embrace the girl in your arms. You had grown so much closer over the years and you were extremely grateful for that. You really did love her like a sister,

“Let’s all go to bed now, shall we?”, Mike proposed,  a smile now also on his face.

Abby and You could only nod, as sleep was now finally catching up to you. You could barely remember what happened afterwards…

Bonus:

Your eyes only opened reluctantly, but the sun had been poking your face for a while, so you decided to give it a shot. But as you tried to sit up, you realized that it was of no use. This morning, you did not only feel the weight of one body on you, but two.

 You blinked around a few times, before realized what was going on. Abby had asked to stay with Mike and you for the Night, so that she could fall asleep faster and thus here you were. With Mike clinging onto your left side and Abby onto your right.

But all you could do was smile at your little family and close your eyes again, pulling the two of them closer. You really were grateful for everything. And you always would be.

[starblitzy-started-a-fire]

The Afton family reunion

[claudefrollosreddiamondring]

I know she be pulling up to the Afton family reunion with the Twinkle Toes 🤣🤣🤣

[aster-ish]

#i mean #could be springtrap/afton #since he does use that name in the silver eyes #and there's a 'dave from maintenance' in the week before #that also could be him

^prev tags from @shadowgirl-10

That's exactly what I've been thinking. There's not a lot of evidence to support it, but between the Silver Eyes thing, and the theory that Scraptrap contains parts of both Springtrap and Golden Freddy (giving a reason for their spirits to be talking to each other in the logbook), I don't think it's implausible.

It's poetic, too; Cassidy and William Afton conversing with each other while their brother/son watches from the living world. Maybe William used his pseudonym because he sniffed out that he was talking to his son before Cassidy could figure anything out, and chose to hide his identity out of? Shame? Idk! I'm (very) loosely attached to the idea until more evidence one way or another comes out. But it's a thought!

My thoughts on the recently emerged FNAF "Dave" theory

I found the puzzle solution very compelling. Much more compelling than "Evan" at least. I ALSO am a big fan of the Crying Child is Cassidy theory, and not just cuz I'm biased (I mean I am biased but that's not why I'm a fan of it).

And I think they can coexist. In fact I think the Dave theory, with just one small tweak, can support Crying Cassidy.

I think the one hiccup in the Dave theory is that it follows the long-held assumption that the foxy grid solves the name of the Crying Child, and the word search is for whoever the other spirit in the book is (side note- was there a reason for this assumption? I'm not really on the up and up with fnaf theory history). As I understand it, the general consensus is that the Crying Child is represented as the altered text in the book, while the other spirit is the faded text, all based on the questions Faded asks (presumably to Altered) around imagery that is related to CC's past.

DPT's Crying Cassidy theory notably points out that the solution to the word search puzzle relies on altered text- both in the altered numbers used to find the clues, and in the altered word search itself. It would make sense then that the altered word search is meant to solve the name of Altered, which is in large part what drives that theory. And NOW with Hyper Droid's Dave theory, the angle he attacks the foxy grid from makes it so that all the clues used are from the pages of Faded's answered questions. Also, the way we know to fill the foxy grid in with the alphabet is because of faded text written in the boxes. So by following that same logic used with Cassidy, I think it would be safe to assume that "Dave" (or any other name that arises from the Foxy Grid if we ever find an even better solution) is the name of Faded.

Altered clues for Altered's name, Faded clues for Faded's name.

The only problem is, we don't know who the FUCK Dave is.

[skifffanclub]

What makes you so special?

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

Based on the line from help wanted 2!! Yes I know the working theory is that we play as Bonnie bro (Cassie’s dad) not Michael but…gggggahhh Michael afton ❤️ family reunion or something please steelwool.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

Michael design ib: @fnafluffy

Baby design ib: @psiirockin

[I tagged both of you on twitter sorry for the spam :(]

[crepus]

not enough people take into account the comedic potential of Afton family reunion keeping in mind that Cassidy/vengeful spirit and Evan/crying child share a body.

springtrap: Evan pass me the salt.

Cassidy taking control of golden freddy: first you pass away and then I throw salt all over your body and dance.

Springtrap, glamrock Freddy and scrap baby: :/

Evan taking back control: sorry

[north-noire]

Heeey i have a question!!

In your hidden hands au, Henry seems to know that William is a murderer, and him and charlie are apparently working together to stop him.

They also seem to be relatively close to Mike

So. After discovering William's horrible actions, does Henry try to warn Michael? Keep an Eye on him, specially after Elizabeth's death, which seems to happen after Charlies death...

Does william actively hurt or manipulate him in this au?

Also, how old are they all in this au?

also also

Thanks for sharing, your ideas are GREAT

I adore them and they give me a lot to think about

I have some interesting news for you. As much as Henry wants to warn Michael, all he could mostly do is keep an eye on him, because after Evan's death, let's just say, William gets a lot more... stricter about Michael, which makes it hard for Henry to just talk to him. Also, Henry goes MIA when the MCI was being investigated, so make of that what you will on how Michael would interpret that, while only having William's words to rely on. Let's just say, Henry and Michael's reunion again isn't the good kind.

Does william actively hurt or manipulate him in this au? William doesn't hurt Michael in the physical sense. Manipulate? Definitely, in an emotional sense. Also, how old are they all in this au? These are their rough ages in 1983, make of that of what you will. Afton Family William - 36 Michael - 12-13 Evan - 10 Elizabeth - 6-7 Emily Family Henry - 36 Charlie - 12-13 Also, thank you so much! I'm really flattered that you love my AU and that you want to know more of it. It really means a lot </3

[star-going-supernova]

a Gregory and Evan sickfic would be so cool!

I also was thinking about your college au, and since you established how much they look alike, what about another au (doesnt have to be an au of your au, just a new universe) where they meet at the same age at the same timeline, but they ARE actually brothers/related? a fun little long lost family moment. would also be interesting depending on how their relationship is! evan would either feel validated for thinking of Gregory as family, or maybe they're basically strangers and they bond alongside that background knowledge. thank you💜=)

I do have a sick fic of sorts in mind for the college AU, so we’ll hopefully see that eventually too! But oh man, how have I not done a classic “twins separated at birth who find each other later in life” story yet? This is an AU of that college AU, just with bio twins Gregory and Evan! 

Is This a First Meeting or a Reunion?

When Evan got his room assignment and received the name and email of his future roommate, he curled up on his bed and ignored it. He didn’t want to talk to this stranger, and he hoped they felt similarly and would allow him the luxury of not paying them any mind. He knew it was necessary, knew that roommates actually needed to coordinate at least a little on who would bring what so they didn’t all show up with a mini fridge. Not that Evan would; he didn’t have the money for a mini fridge. 

But in the few months since leaving the Afton house for good, his already weak social skills had deteriorated further. He tried to imagine what he’d say to the person he’d be living with for an entire school year, but his mind was blank.

He wallowed in anxiety for all of two minutes, when his secondhand laptop pinged with a new email. 

Sitting up from his fetal position, Evan squinted at the screen. It was… it was his future roommate. Of course he wouldn’t be given even a little bit of a reprieve before having to deal with this. 

He opened the email. 

It began with a keysmash, and it only got more incomprehensible from there. 

• • •

Three days later, Evan gingerly slid into a seat at the back of the cafe he’d chosen to meet Gregory in. His mind was still tumbling over itself in a confused sort of distress. He alternated between watching the door and fiddling with his phone on the table. 

He had a brother. A twin. He wasn’t actually related to the Aftons. His twin had been looking for him for months, but Evan had done such a good job of disappearing that there’d been no trail to follow. His twin had recognized his name on the roommate assignment email, obviously, and hadn’t been able to believe his crazy luck. 

Or so Gregory claimed. Evan didn’t know if he believed it yet, or if he even wanted to. He was wary, nervous of this total stranger who claimed he’d been looking for Evan in the hopes of meeting him. It had creepy stalker written all over it. Or worst of all, it could be some plot for his parents to find him.

It seemed unlikely, but Evan had no way of knowing how they’d reacted to him leaving. Maybe they were furious about losing their control over him and wanted to reassert it. 

And he hadn’t worked so hard on getting out to lose his freedom now.

“Evan?” he heard from beside him, startling him from his thoughts. He looked up in a panic, and immediately, surprise and something almost like awe replaced the worst of his nerves. 

The teenage boy standing before him was nearly identical to Evan himself. Other than slight differences in their hair, and a scar curving over the other boy’s cheek instead of the one across Evan’s forehead, they would have been indistinguishable. 

“Whoa,” he breathed, scanning over the boy’s band t-shirt and frayed shorts. A different sort of messy from Evan’s rumpled button-down and faded jeans. “Um. Hi. Gregory, right?”

“Yep,” his probably actual twin said, beaming with happiness. Evan had never been so happy that he nearly shone with it. Gregory bounced excitedly into the booth seat across from Evan and stuck his hand out over the table. “You have no idea how nice it is to finally meet you, Evan.” 

He shook Gregory’s hand in a daze. “Wha—why?”

“I’ve always known I was adopted,” Gregory replied, casual as anything, like Evan’s world wasn’t still flipping end over end with this new knowledge (he’d yet to decide if it was good or bad knowledge). “And my parents knew I had a twin, but we were separated after he got adopted by people who just wanted one kid. The agency only gave us your name and stuff when I—we—turned eighteen.” Gregory grinned, his eyes so alive and sparkling and warm that Evan felt hollow in comparison. “But it was like trying to find a ghost! You absolutely vanished, man, and it was driving me crazy! I mean, I totally can’t blame you—your parents are psychos, if you don’t mind me saying.” 

And for some reason, having this human embodiment of the sun confirm that the Aftons sucked and that he agreed with Evan’s decision to leave and cut all contact made Evan burst into relieved, overwhelmed, grateful tears. 

He heard Gregory ask him if he was okay, and he failed to answer with anything approaching coherent or reassuring. And then suddenly a body was pressing against his, shoulder to shoulder, knees knocking, and an arm went around the back of his neck and tugged and—

Evan collapsed against Gregory without care that he was a stranger or that he’d dropped a total bombshell on Evan only three days ago. For the first time in Evan’s life, someone didn’t mock him for crying and instead went straight to the most unselfish, genuine form of comfort possible. 

Gregory hugged him, rubbing his upper arm, and didn’t tell him to stop being so embarrassing or childish or sensitive. Instead, Evan heard him quietly ask a passing waitress for some tissues and also two cups of hot chocolate with extra marshmallows. 

This was his brother, his twin. His future college roommate. 

And maybe—perhaps even sooner rather than later, given his first impression of Gregory—he would be Evan’s new family too.