#scribbles by mike

[squidinu]

cryptid swap

[scribbles-ink]

im just thinking what if mike schmidt is the son of the movie's equivalent of henry emily. i had this thought on the way home from the movie at like. 10 pm so at the time it was incoherrent, but im going to expand on it here.

point 1- garrett played a similar role to charlie emily, in that despite being watched over they were both killed by william afton.

p2- in the flashbacks, its very obvious that the entire family is in a place away from society. they're literally in a forest. it wouldn't make sense for william of all people to be there if he wasn't close to the family.

p3- the books and the game mirror eachother, so there is a chance that schmidt could be another fake name, one william recognized because, again, he was a family friend.

p4-what happens when your kid goes missing? idk probaly witness protection or an urge to seperate yourself from the incident, both reasons for the name change.

p5-(kinds joke reason) abby rhymes with charlie and looks similar to her (brown hair, brown eyes)

p6-i argue that abby also took on the role of the puppet/charlie at the end of the movie. she didn't necessarily give them life, not like what was done in the game, she shoeed them how they died. she reminded the children of the life they had before, and of who really took it. by doing that, in a way, she gave them that life back. she gave them their real personality back, one not influenced by william. she cut them from his influence, she gave them the gift (the picture) and it gave them life (their memories)

p7- in the movie, mike says his father 'couldnt deal with it' and left after his mother died. yk what that sounds similar to? book henry emily killing himself in despair. maybe mike's dad is alive maybe he's dead, we dont know. but it is similar enough, an act of completely removing himself from the equation.

p8-book henry has a sister named jen, yk what name that sounds like? jane. who was mike and abby's aunt, and we dont know which parent she was related to.

p9-'but wouldn't mike know about the pizzaria if william was a family friend?' honestly, probably. but theres also a high chance that he wouldnt. if the family lived in nebraska, (which im pretty sure they did) they wouldn't have a need to go to utah, not even for a friend's restaurant. sure, he might know that his dad's friend had a restaurant, but not that it had animatronics or anything. the family probaly moved to utah after garrett's disappearance and after freddy's closed down.

p10-'wouldn't mike know vanessa? theyre similar in age' if they didnt live in the same state, probaly not. william in the movie was a, suprise suprise, shitty father, even foregoing the stabbing of his kid. i doubt hed care enough to take her with him on like. a short out of state trip.

p11(edit)- in the books aunt jane was killed by evil charlie to get to charlie, yk what that sounds like? the animatronics killing aunt jen to get to charlie

p12(edit)-the words at the end of the movie say 'come find me' and the music playong at the end is the puppets song so i think garrett is the puppet which is. again. an emily thing

p13(edit)- mikes dad looks like a mechanic shown in the training videos [cough henry emily cough]

if i think of anything else ill add it but anywys this is why i think the schmidts in the movie are the emilys equivalent. also check out the notes on this post because theres a lot of replies n reblogs that support my theory

[fivemonsturzzzwowz]

this is the only thing i can draw and send anywhere without spoilering the movie for literally everyone i know. 10000/10 . i will be watching it 1000 more times

[kurtmustdie]

Hello gay people in my phone

🇵🇸

[rugwurm]

its me... michael....

[fluffyfangirl]

I have a workshop at work, but Byler is always present in my head and my hand needs to be busy:

[skyblueartt]

We’re so slow at work right now LMAO

[fleetn-crab85]

I think I got a busted copy of The New Scooby Doo Movies…

Flat colors without the filter!

[sailing-through-hawkins]

had the funniest idea a while back

Steve learns about Scott Summers/Cyclops from the X-Men through the Party and figures hey I could pull that off and decides to go as him for an Upside-Down-Team Halloween Party (as a surprise of course, they can't think he actually listens to them or they'll be insufferable)

so he gets a decent costume, gets ready and when he arrives, Max laughs her head off because El is Jean Grey/Phoenix (for those not in the know, Jean is like The Most Super Powerful telepath + telekinetic of all time and is usually depicted in a romantic relationship with Scott)

and Mike is wearing the same costume (except Steve adjusted the headpiece to let his hair out)

this could go several ways, Mike being so insulted that he demands Steve change, El being excited because Steve looks more like Scott than Mike does, Robin and Nancy laughing their asses off at Mike's tantrum

...Eddie nearly falling to the floor because damn where did he get spandex, why does his hair look amazing with the costume, why the fuck is Steve dressed up as a comic book character doing something for him

[spacy-snail]

Vanessa: if you actually want to survive this job, you’re going to need this *pulls out unlabeled VHS tape*

Mike: *confusedly and hesitantly takes the tape*

LATER

Mike: *at home, puts the tape into a player* *the camera zooms in on the static of the tv* *he presses play on the remote*

TV: HELLO EVERYONE! MY NAME IS MARKIPLIER AND THIS IS YOUR GUIDE ON HOW TO NOT DIE AT YOUR JOB AT FREDDY FAZBEARS PIZZA

[bramblepaws]

hey

*hands you this*

[squidinu]

[monpalace]

written with black reader in mind, but kept vague. no pronouns used (you/your). ooc mike/micheal. 700 words.

It was three hours past the agreed time and half of your body had long since fallen asleep.

It was a tight fit, but you and Abby had managed to find some awkward yet comfortable position on your old pull-out couch.

You both lay on your sides facing each other, Abby tucking her face into the crook of your neck and shoulder while her head found cushion on your arm. The thick blanket and closeness did well to combat the chill Autumn air and your hunk-of-junk heating unit.

The lights from the TV flashed throughout the living room of your too-small apartment, only confirming your suspicions that Abby had begun drooling on your arm. Her nose had begun to whistle with snores, somehow matching the theme to whatever after-hours adult cartoon was airing.

If she would've let you, you'd fix her so that she laid on her back instead. Every time you tried to gently nudge her away, she'd just tighten her snake-like hug around your waist and tangle your legs further.

If it were any other kid, you would've pulled away regardless.

Pushing a piece of escaped hair behind her ear, you call her a lucky girl under your breath and press a kiss to her head.

Time is relative when it's the dead of night and there are no clocks around. You can't even hope to try and gauge what time it is when a soft knock hits your door without doubting yourself a thousand times.

You know it's Mike by the way he knocks out a gentle nursery rhyme— Garrett's favorite, "Baa, Baa Black Sheep,"— before he slips the key to your apartment into the lock.

His eyes are both wide and close to sealing shut. His feet barely lift when he steps inside, scuffed shoes trudging against the hard, wooden flooring.

He's rubbing at his eyes like they were a stain he just couldn't get off, the flashing light of the room revealing the skin around them turning pink like quartz.

"Hey, turtle."

Mike jumps, knocking his head on the door and dropping the keys when he jolts. It takes him a moment to lift his head and look to where you and Abby lay, but he visibly relaxes when he does.

He waits until he's done locking the door to address you, eyes flickering to the TV before thinning his lips when it shines too brightly. "You're still up?"

"I'm in pain," you answer, the hand resting on Abby's back escaping the confines of the covers to pat the small sliver of space available on the ratty mattress.

The frame creaks and bends under his weight, but Abby doesn't stir. Her body finally rolls away from you (not off your arm, though) and towards Mike.

"How long?"

"A while."

Mike huffs out a laugh while he brushes Abby's hair away from her face with a knuckle. He lowers his hand to find your own, clasping it around your clammy one.

It's fucking frigid.

Your lips pucker as though you had eaten a lemon, muscles forcing your arm to not snatch your hand away and accidentally hit Abby in the process.

"Mike!" Your voice is hoarse and barely below a whisper, but it's still enough to convey both shock and anger. "You dick!"

There's a fox-ish smile on his face that still drips with exhaustion. He awkwardly leans over Abby to reach you, the hand that previously held yours instead finding purchase on the back of your head.

Honestly, he should consider himself lucky your headscarf kept the chill of his fingers from reaching your head.

"You don't mind it," he rasps while pressing his lips to your forehead. It's a more welcomed change in temperature compared to anywhere else on his body, yet you lean and yawn into the affection. "Where're my clothes?"

"Where they always are," either mixed with your clean laundry somewhere in your hamper or just as equally meshed together with everything in your drawers. "'re you spending the night?"

"It's three," he answers, pulling away and doing an awkward stretch as he stands. "Don't wanna wake her up."

"Carry us to bed when you get out the shower?"

Mike hums and you know he'll do it regardless of his eye roll.

[fivemonsturzzzwowz]

call mike schmidt nightmare foxy the way hes in that closet

[sketch-pencilpoint]

Happy pride everyone!

I didn't get into the total drama pride colab but that just inspired me to make this lil crossover

Read more for specifics

Caligosto: trans, achillian

Boris: trans, omni

Sketch(me): trans, gay

Chet: demi-sexual, pan

Mike: gay

Pomni: demi-sexual, bi

Kirby: pride flag

Wally: unlabeled

Suction cup man: ace, pan, trans

Lullaby(oc): non- binary

Stretchy: aroace

Strong bag: trans, bi

Edward: bi (plus rainbow smoke)

[plushietoon]

The twins are a handful.