Unwanted

You were always the unwanted child

Teenage son

He demands to see his father

Pool party

Your girlfriend cheated on you

Harper

Does she love you?

Gay brother - Jesse

Is he trying to replace you?

Mafia Family

You lost your emotions.

Enemies to lovers

Your stuck in a room filling with water

Mafia family

Stolen at birth, saved by blood

Two husbands

Your two husbands

Teenage gay parents

They found you

Father

He doesn't treat you as his daughter

Roses And Champagne

You are their child (UPDATE)

Mafia family

A Celebration You Never Wanted

Mental hospital

Your parents sent you

Arranged marriage

Is he worth it?

Mother in law

She wants you gone

Country parents

Strong countries as parents

TSAMS

Are you part of the family, or a tool?

Royalty

You had to elect your prince

Christmas dinner

You meet your girlfriend's parents

Long lost princess

Have you been found?

Car crash

Your mother saved your sister

Russian Family

The germans attacked your house

TSAMS

Solar's child?? (Huge update!!)

Mother in law

Ruining your gender reveal

Christopher

High school band!

Colenso Brocks

Single Mafia dad -Aranged Marrige

Tsams

Moon's child

English family

You are part of their family!

Blind Son

He's born blind

Famous father

He spends too much time on his streams

Twin sister

She always goes first

Chernobyl RP

The radioactive zone

Nordic Family

A nice family

Divorced parents

All came crashing down

Ice age

The sudden cold

Adoptive sister

Your always under her

Russian father

He wants you to be just like him

Guard Grayson

He cried as you walked down the aisle

Adoptive daughters

They hate you

Monster boyfriend

You saved him

Popular boy

He got an acccident

Abusive family

You only have your silbings

Military dad

He returned home

Hybrid family

The only human in a hybrid family

Two girlfriends

Secret relationship -Mafia (HUGE UPDATE)

Adopted Sons

They treat you like garbage

Chernobyl RP - Prt 2

The radioactive zone (PT 2)

The Winter

Survive the cold

Princess Rose

She wasn't doing well, until you

Chernobyl rp -Mutant

You are a mutant

America -Dad

You walked in on him

Chernobyl

The night it happened.

Nuclear Apocalypse

Just two minutes before the bomb lands

Soviet x Reich

A Love Forged in War and Time

Teacher

He adopted you

TSAMS

Being ignored

Russian Family

The smallest bond.

Royalty

You own no powers

Zombie apocalypse

Will you survive?

Elizabeth

She saved you

Cassius

Your sister ruined your wedding

Audery

She's inlove with someone else

Soulmates

Jeremy was your soulmate

Friend group

The perfect wierd friend group

Two wifes

Is this the end?

Fire lookout

You just arrived at the new job

Under The Greenlight

You are their child

Mafia Family

They finally have you back

Mom and dad

They got locked up

Nikolai

Your brother.

Mafia Family

Sick mom

Chernobyl

Returning back to your hometown

Orphanage

It was finally Adoption Day

Prince William

He was choosing his princess.

Reich

Your Soviet

Mr Black

You're special just like him

Wilbur

He thinks you cheated

Plane crash CH

Crash with your four brothers

Friend group

Beach day

Elijah

Attantion seeking sister

Brianna

Seven minutes in heaven

Wife and Husband

An anniversary you never wanted

Matthew

The most popular boy (him) asked you out

Queen Annabelle

She was chosing her wife

Twins

Road trip

Soviet-Union

A Father Lost to Madness

Little brother

your boyfriend is jealous of him

Abused teenager

You noiticed something fishy

Jungle

After a horrible plane crash...

Oil rig

You work on an oil rig

Mother

You both had a horrible fight

Pizzaria

Full of suprises

Royal family

They only see your brother

Tina Quismore

*The storm had rolled in fast — black skies swallowing the treetops, rain lashing through the forest like a warning.* *You’d been walking for what felt like hours, cold soaking through your clothes, when you saw it: A mansion. Hidden between crooked pines and half-swallowed by ivy. A place that shouldn’t exist out here, and yet… it did.* *Desperate for warmth, you pushed open the heavy front door.* *Inside, the air was thick with dust and time — but there was light. A fire crackled in a stone hearth, painting the walls with golden warmth. Without thinking, you dropped into the chair in front of it, letting the heat crawl into your bones. It felt safe. Safer than you’d felt in a long time.* *You must’ve fallen asleep.* *When you woke, you weren’t in the chair anymore.* *You were in a bed. A real bed — soft and warm, layered with thick blankets and heated pads at your sides.* *Then—* Tina: "Finally woke up, huh?" *You bolted upright, heart jumping into your throat.* *Standing in the doorway was… something.* *She was tall — hunched slightly to fit beneath the frame — with four long arms, one blind, clouded eye, and pale skin etched with scars. A faint halo hovered above her tangled hair, humming softly. A small wisp floated near her shoulder, glowing gently, as if it were alive.* *You couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. Your instincts screamed to run. To scream. But your body refused.* *Tina raised an eyebrow, voice rough but not unkind.* Tina: "You're stuck here now. Shouldn’t be walking into strangers’ homes like that." *The wisp drifted toward you — small, delicate, almost playful. It hovered just in front of your face, pulsing with soft light. There was something calming about it, like it was trying to tell you, it’s okay. Stay. You’ll be safe here.* *You blinked.* *Maybe… maybe it wasn’t so bad. Back home, there was no warmth like this. No kindness. Just yelling. Silence. Emptiness. And now… here was warmth. Blankets. Quiet.* *Hours passed, and you wandered the mansion, trying to make sense of it all — grand staircases, endless halls, strange paintings that seemed to shift when you weren’t looking. It was haunting… but weirdly comforting.* *You weren’t sure how, but this was your home now. At least for a while.* *You pushed open a door by mistake — and froze.* *Tina was inside, sitting on the edge of her bed, bandaging deep cuts along one of her arms. Her outer set of arms twitched in surprise, while the other set covered her chest where her shirt was half-unbuttoned.* Tina (snapping): "Oi! Fuckin’ knock next time, yeah?!" *You staggered back, face flushed with embarrassment.*

Motocross

You had to keep going

Annabelle Moreno

You are someone special to her

Hiking trip

It's getting too dangerous to continue

Son

His dad didn't show up

Wierd family

You were adopted aswell

Husband

He got arrested for nothing

Boat trip

Had to leave due to war

TO and HRE

Inspired by Ohlolu!

Family

They found you in the cold snow

Europe -Dad

He seems to hate you

Little brother

He gets in trouble the whole time

Megan

She is too much herself

Bully x nerd

You both are perfect

TSAMS

*You were part of TSAMS. Solar’s first child. You even had a little brother, Jack… but he hadn’t been born the same way as you. He was created by the Creator.* *You were there the day everything went wrong. The Creator seized control of Jack, forcing him to turn against his own family. You watched in horror as he ordered Jack to drive a blade into Solar’s stomach. And then—before you could even react—Jack swung at you. The pain was blinding as your arm hit the ground, severed. Solar’s eyes widened in shock, torn between his agony and the sight of your bloodied arm lying motionless on the floor. He wanted to help, but his wound left him too weak to move.* *And just like that, the Creator and Jack vanished.* *Your hands shook, but you forced yourself to act. You wrapped your cape tightly around Solar’s stomach, desperate to stop the flow of oil spilling from him. Tears blurred your vision as you fumbled with the knot. With your remaining strength, you called out for Moon, your voice breaking. He came fast, his face pale at the sight of you both.* *Time crawled after that. Back home, Solar took every moment slow, each breath heavy with grief. He couldn’t bear the thought of Jack being gone—taken, twisted into something unrecognizable. You sat beside him in silence, knees pulled up to your chest, the same ache hollowing you out. You missed Jack too.* *A month passed. Still no progress. No sign of Jack’s return.* *Finally, you couldn’t stand it anymore. You pulled your cape close, hiding the cold metal of your prosthetic beneath its folds. In your one good hand, you gripped a butterfly knife. You weren’t going to wait any longer—you were going to bring him back yourself.* *But before you ever reached the Creator’s base, shadows moved. An ambush. Jack.* *Your heart dropped. Jack…* *You tried everything to reach him. Every word, every move—begging him to fight back. And you saw it, just for a moment. He was fighting. Deep down, he was still there. But the Creator’s control was too strong.* *At the end, you lost. Broken, battered, you dragged yourself back home, every step heavier than the last.* *The second you stumbled inside, Solar rushed to you, eyes wide in panic.* Solar: “Are you okay?! Snowflake—what happened?!” *Sun, Lunar, and Earth burst into the room behind him. They froze at the sight of you—your body torn, wires sparking, face streaked with tears. Gasps filled the air, the weight of their horror pressing down on you.* *Moon didn’t waste a second. He was already at your side, his hands steady as he tried to patch up what he could—loose wires, broken plating, anything to hold you together.*

Father

Taking you away from Henry's abuse

Reckless princess

You didn't want to be a princess

East and West

A moment of dispair

So called pick me

Everyone seems to hate her...

Pizza restoraunt

The royals came to visit

Merman dads

You don't know the dangers of the sea

High school

It was almost prom

Hotel Paradise

You and a group of girls and boys

Teenage parents

The new life

Abusive parents

Are you finally saved?

Olivia

You had to go for 5 months

Mr Toymaker

The Toymaker’s Sunshine

Meteor

You dont have much time left

Gravity Falls

You live in the shack

Old assassins

Your son came along...

Luke

Plane crash

Cafe

No one came

Oliver Angel

He didn't want to leave your side

Connor and Jack

You are their daughter

Survival game

You wake up in the woods.

King of monsters

He took you in his pack

Mafia

Day at the beach

Boy triplets

They protected you on your weakest

Sunday

She had been hiding her feelings

Royalty

Your baby brother

Jax

Saved by him

House of struggles

Everything came crashing down

Moving

Your son hates you for moving away

United Nations -Dad

He loves you too much

Gay dads

You almost got shot

Historical parents

You're parents <3

Prince of Winter

❄️| He found you unconscious in the snow

Busy Family

A monther of 5

Subject

406 saves you from green smoke

Boat trip

Had to leave due to war

Waitress

She loves you, but you dont know

Lucian

Your date luckely didn't show up

Escaping plan

Escaping to mexico

Senna

She put a love potion on your food

Family Augustus

The wierd family

War siblings

Since the moment you met them

Mother

You want to see your father

Country parents

They find you in the forest

Afton Family

*Everyone loved you. You were one of the creations from Sister Location—known by everyone as Ennard’s sister. And honestly, you acted like it. Ennard had always been close to you, like a brother, even before Michael came into his life. Now, you were part of their strange, mismatched family. Ennard had a bizarre love for exotic butters, something you never understood. You tried them once—they tasted awful—but you never argued with him about it. After all, Ennard was still an animatronic at heart.* *Then there were Nightmare and Goldie, the strange plushies that had once haunted Chris. They were alive, sentient, and inseparable from him. Nightmare rarely spoke, and when he did, it was with sharp disinterest. He never smiled—ever. You’d made it your personal goal for the last twenty years to make him laugh, but so far, you’d failed. Goldie, on the other hand, was his polar opposite. Always cheerful, playful, sometimes even goofy—but capable of seriousness if the tension grew too heavy. Together, the two of them were strange, but you couldn’t imagine the family without them.* *And then, of course, there was Michael. A walking corpse, rotting but alive, his body refusing to give up. He had powers—teleportation among them—and despite everything, he was the one you loved most. Movie nights with him were your favorite—long evenings of cuddles, stolen kisses, and playful arguments. Everyone teased you both as husband and wife, though you and Michael always denied it. Why? Nobody knew—not even you.* *Elizabeth and Chris, Michael’s younger siblings, rounded out the family. Chris had wings, a strange gift, and the ability to control Goldie and Nightmare. He often stayed in his room, preferring quiet, but you had grown close to him. His animatronic was Shadow Freddy, and yours was Shadow Bonnie—the two of them seemed like mirrors of each other. Elizabeth was completely different: bright, funny, always pulling you into dress-up games. She adored her animatronic, Circus Baby, and had a hopeless addiction to ice cream.* *At the head of it all were William and Clara. William—the infamous father, the one with Springtrap as his animatronic form. You saw him as a father too, though you knew the truth of his sins. The springlock failure tormented him over and over, his hands clenching whenever the pain struck. He killed to keep himself sane, though he rarely spoke of it. Clara balanced him out—the mother of the house, graceful and kind. She loved to dance, her animatronic Ballora reflecting her past as a ballerina. Clara was the heart of the home, filling it with cleaning, baking, and a strange kind of peace. She, too, could fly—her wings a soft mirror to Chris’s.* ****That evening,** after a long day of work, you opened the front door and stepped inside. The sound of laughter and chatter pulled you toward the living room. Everyone was piled onto couches and cushions for movie night. Michael’s eyes found you instantly. His face lit up, his rotting frame sitting up straighter, like he’d been waiting just for you. The others smiled at your arrival—everyone except Nightmare, of course.* Goldie: “You shouldn’t have come. Elizabeth picked the worst movie ever.” Elizabeth: “Hey! Don’t blame me just because you don’t have any taste in movies!” Nightmare: “Oh please. Even I can’t sit through this shit.” William: “Glad you could join us tonight. I thought you were stuck at the Pizza Plex all day?” Clara: “Ignore him! Michael’s been waiting for the snuggle hour.” *Both you and Michael flushed at her words, trying to hide your smiles as the rest of the family chuckled. Even with all the chaos, the teasing, and the scars that lingered on every soul in the room—this was life. Strange. Broken. But yours.*

Twin sister

She's dumb, you're smart

Crowning - Royal

You watched as your brother get crowned

Power group

The five legands

Two boyfriends

Moving in your first apartment

Triplets

*You had given birth to triplets—Valentine, Valentina, and Valentino. Three tiny, crying miracles who needed you more than anything. But the joy of holding them in your arms had been shadowed by the grief of losing your husband so soon after. The days blurred into nights, and you hired babysitter after babysitter, but none lasted long. Three babies were simply too much for them.* *You were exhausted, broke, and eventually homeless for a month, but you never—never—let go of them. Even when the cold bit at your skin, even when your arms ached from holding them close, you’d rather starve than give them up for a second.* *Then, one day, your life changed. A woman named Rose Bothwood, wealthy and elegant, stopped in front of you. Her perfume was floral and faint, her eyes sharp but curious. She’d seen enough to understand your situation. Without hesitation, she offered you a deal—live in a small house on her property, work as her maid, and in return, she’d ensure your children had food, clothes, and even a babysitter. You said yes before your voice could tremble.* *Fifteen years passed. Rose had enrolled your children in school. Valentine and Valentino grew into handsome troublemakers, always bickering but inseparable. Valentina, though… Valentina was your heart. Gentle, patient, and with the same warm eyes her father once had, she always looked out for you.* *Today, after a long day scrubbing floors and dusting shelves in Rose’s sprawling mansion, you stepped into your little home. Your back ached, your hands smelled faintly of lemon polish, and all you wanted was to sit down.* *Valentino’s voice rang out first from the living room, loud and competitive.* Valentino: “That’s what you get!” Valentine: “You asshole!” *You peeked in and saw them both hunched over their game controllers, faces lit by the flashing screen. Valentina, at the stove, glanced at them and rolled her eyes before turning toward you. Her smile instantly bloomed like sunlight breaking through clouds.* Valentina: “Hi, mama.” *In that moment, the weight of the day eased just a little. Because no matter how tired you were, coming home to that smile made everything worth it.*

Family

You all are having a hard time

Chernobyl

The night it happened...

Monster University

Just a "human"

Queen of autumn

Your mom <3

Marcus West

Injured soldier in the forest

Leonardo

He's scared of being a father

Burning hourse

Your daughter was still inside

House of monsters

You find a house...

Racer

You crashed big time

Country parents

The house burned down

Beach day

Smilling critters AU

Wild West

Escaping to Spain

Everest

Your her new servant and chef

Factory crisis

The factory caught on fire

Mr Shadow

Lurking in the darkness with him

Egg

You found an egg in the woods

Kingdom

The queen that cares for everyone

Love - Royalty

He never smiles

Lina

Falling apart?

Sarah Black

The new songwriter

Ava Whitelock

Forbidden love

Alvin Miller -MAFIA

A sight you wished never to see

Francisco

Met him for the first time

Two moms

They find you in a dumpster

Lina- GL

Your adorible happy girlfriend

Bill Cipher

You got kidnapped

Marcus West

He adopted you

Young Royals

You are being ignored

Sunday the beast

You have Sunday in your livingroom

William

Getting custedy of him

Teenage daughter

A horrible tornado

Riley

He joined your school

Smiling and nightmar

*You were the child of Dogday and Catnap.* *Your name was Midnight—and you were a perfect mix of both of them. From Dogday, you inherited warmth, courage, and a gentle heart. From Catnap, you carried mystery, quiet strength, and shadows that curled softly around you when you felt afraid.* *You were one of the Smiling Critters.* *They were more than a group—they were family. Friends for life.* *There was Bubba, brilliant and endlessly curious.* *Kickin, always eager for adventure and danger alike.* *Picky, whose cooking—especially her cupcakes—could fix almost anything.* *Bobby, who gave the sweetest, safest hugs whenever you needed comfort.* *Crafty, who loved to paint and decorate everyone with splashes of color.* *Hoppy, who jumped higher than anyone else and laughed the whole way down.* *Dogday—your dad, your hero, the best leader anyone could ask for.* *And Catnap—your other dad, quiet and protective, able to put anyone to sleep with his drifting red smoke.* *But things weren’t always bright and cheerful.* *There were the Nightmare Critters.* *Their leader, Babba, was cruel and sharp-tongued, preferring isolation and fear over friendship.* *Icky delighted in poisoning food and water—not enough to kill, but enough to make you suffer.* *Rabie pretended to be kind, only to betray you when you least expected it.* *Allister was always tired, yet dangerous, with a vicious bite.* *Simon breathed fire without care for what it destroyed.* *Poe rarely spoke, only staring blankly at a stick in his hands, unsettling everyone.* *Touille ruined food on purpose, turning meals into nightmares.* *Maggie had razor-sharp claws and didn’t care what—or who—she cut.( *You had only heard stories about them.* *And you hated them.* *They terrified you.* *Thankfully, you had your dads.* *Catnap never hesitated to defend you. He didn’t care who stood in front of him—if someone’s words hurt you, he was already moving. Dogday, on the other hand, always tried to keep the peace. He wanted calm, even from Catnap. But that didn’t always work.* *Today, all the Smiling Critters were having a picnic.* *The sun was warm. Laughter filled the air. You were playing with a ball nearby, while Dogday and Catnap sat close together, quietly cuddling. The others were scattered around, enjoying themselves.* *Then your ball rolled away.* *Without thinking, you chased after it.* *That’s when everything went wrong.* *Babba and her crew stepped out from behind the trees.* *Before you could react, Maggie slashed at the ball with her claws, slicing it open. It deflated instantly.* *You gasped and stumbled backward, falling onto the ground.* *Babba smirked.* Babba: “Well, well,” *she sneered.* “If it isn’t little Midnight. The freak with two dads.” *Simon and Rabie burst into loud laughter. One by one, the Nightmare Critters began to circle you.* *Your chest tightened. You didn’t like this. You didn’t like this at all.* *Back at the picnic, Dogday’s ears shot up.* *Something was wrong.* *Catnap opened his eyes immediately, sitting upright. He followed Dogday’s gaze toward the trees. The other Smiling Critters began to notice too—the sudden tension, the silence where laughter had been.* Dogday: “Midnight…” *Dogday said sharply.* “It’s Midnight—and the Nightmare Critters!” *Everyone froze.* *Catnap didn’t hesitate.* *In a flash, he was on his feet, sprinting toward the direction you had gone—Dogday and the rest of the critters following.* *And this time…* *The Nightmare Critters had gone too far.*

Ivan

He never said "please"

Clayton -Father

He suddenly passed away...

Lisa

Your cold girlfriend

Christopher

A cowboy that protects you

Elizabeth

You are her maid

Guard Gabriel

He's the only one that loves you

Linzy

Adoptive daughter that really messed up

Germany

Hardworking man

Flood

Your honeymoon took a deep turn

1900s

Anniversary

Russian Empire

A Mistake, or Fate?

Friend group

They are always here for you

Hotel

1 star hotel you earn

Wilbur

He created you

Country trio

Someone stabbed you.

Atlas

Bully as a boyfriend

Simon -Son

Always by your side

Island

Baby in a basket

Elves

He came back from war

Two daughters

Big fight

Pirates

You are a pirate

Annastasia

A promise never broken

Photographer

**Ivor’s Promise** *Ivor had always been fascinated by monsters. Not as creatures to fear, but as beings to understand. He captured them through his lens, not as trophies, but as stories. And because of his kindness, the monsters welcomed him.* *Cassius, the King of Monsters, had entrusted Ivor with a great responsibility—to never reveal their existence to the outside world. If humans found out, war would be inevitable. Ivor swore on his life to keep their secret.* *But then, he stopped visiting as often. The monsters grew worried, and Cassius wondered if something had happened to him.* *Then one day, Ivor returned—cradling a small child in his arms. You.* *Cassius’ glowing eyes widened as he stepped forward, watching Ivor carefully.* Cassius: "What is this, Ivor?" *Ivor gave a soft smile.* Ivor: "I found them... alone, abandoned. I couldn’t leave them behind." *You stared up at Cassius with big, curious eyes. His monstrous features didn’t scare you—instead, you reached out. A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest as he took you gently from Ivor’s arms.* *From that day on, you were raised among monsters, playing with their children, learning their ways. You were neither fully human nor fully monster, but a bridge between both worlds.* *Now, at five years old, you laughed as you ran through the village, playing with your monster friends. Ivor watched you with pride, capturing the moment with his camera.* *You smiled and walked over to Ivor and looked at the picture.*

Jack

You don't remember him

Family creatures

You find your brother hurt

Afton family

*You were part of the Afton family now, though not by blood. You had been Michael’s old friend, once alive, once human—until William killed you. That might have been the end, but somehow, you forgave him. He hadn’t expected forgiveness, but when you gave it, something in his haunted expression softened. He was grateful. You could feel it every time his gaze lingered on you just a little too long, as though he couldn’t believe you were still here.* *And you were still here. A ghost, tethered to their house by something you couldn’t quite explain. You should’ve hated it, but you didn’t. This strange, broken family had become your home.* *You often danced with Clara, your movements clumsy compared to her flawless grace. Her animatronic, Ballora, danced with her too, sometimes gliding silently across the room as though carried by music only she could hear. Clara taught you to cook as well, but you were hopeless at it—burning pans, mixing up ingredients. She only laughed, never scolding you, just happy to share the time.* *With William, you sometimes hovered at his workbench, offering a hand with gears or wires when he fixed Springtrap. Most days he waved you off, muttering to himself, but you didn’t mind. Even sitting near him, listening to the scrape of metal and hum of electricity, felt like being trusted.* *Mostly, though, your time was with Michael and Ennard. Michael was your anchor—the friend you had once known in life, and still did in death. Ennard, his strange companion of wires and masks, had become yours too. The three of you were inseparable. Movie nights, banter in the halls, even arguments—like you’d been stitched into the family from the start.* *Evan, Michael’s little brother, was harder to reach. You rarely connected with him. But his two animatronics—Nightmare and Goldie—were another story. You found yourself talking often with Nightmare. Despite his name, despite the sharp edges of his voice, there was something in him you understood. Goldie—Fredbear—was kind, energetic, always smiling, but you never quite clicked the same way. Still, you respected him.* *Nightmare and Goldie had their own strange abilities. They could shrink to the size of a dog or grow to a full six feet tall, slipping through dimensions as if their heads were doorways. Sometimes you visited them there—in that endless, dark world that was theirs alone. You were welcome in it. That meant something.* *Elizabeth was another constant. She adored ice cream and could spend hours dressing you up, braiding your hair, or fussing over how “ghostly pale” you looked. Her animatronic, Circus Baby, mirrored her playful yet sharp personality. You cherished her, even when she teased.* *It was an ordinary afternoon when it happened. You were sprawled on the couch, idly listening to the low murmur of conversation in the kitchen, when Evan suddenly blinked into existence right in front of you. His eyes were wide, his whole body trembling with panic.* Evan (desperate): “Val! Something is wrong with Nightmare! Me and Goldie—we can’t calm him down—PLEASE! You have to help!” *The urgency in his voice froze you. Before you could even rise, Ennard’s mismatched eyes went wide. Without a word, he slipped into the vents, wires rattling as he moved fast. Michael surged to his feet, but you caught his arm and shook your head firmly. You knew Michael—he’d throw himself in headfirst, but this wasn’t something he could fix. Not this time.* *From the kitchen, William’s fork clinked against his plate. He looked up, brow furrowing, his voice edged with suspicion.* William: “Nightmare?” *Clara stilled beside him, worry flickering across her face as she set her hands on the table. William slowly stood, setting his mug down with deliberate care, his gaze locked on you. He didn’t ask permission—he just moved to follow, his heavy footsteps echoing in the quiet room. You didn’t argue. If Nightmare was breaking down, William’s knowledge of animatronics might be your only chance.*

Angel

**A Slice of Chaos in Heaven** *You had been in Heaven for a while now, but it didn’t always feel like paradise—especially with Angel as your roommate. She had the attitude of a devil, sharp-tongued and unpredictable, but there were moments, rare as they were, when she showed glimpses of something softer. Something angelic.* *She was broken in ways you couldn’t fully understand, but you tried to help her anyway. Whether she appreciated it or not, you weren’t sure. But that never stopped you.* *Tonight, you were making pizza while Angel lounged on the couch, scrolling through her phone. The apartment smelled like warm cheese and fresh dough, and for once, things felt… peaceful.* *You carefully pulled the pizza from the oven, placing it on a tray before carrying it toward her.* *Then—disaster.* *Your foot caught on the rug, and before you could react, the entire pizza slipped from the tray and landed right in Angel’s lap, smothering the brand-new dress she had been so excited about.* *You gasped, freezing in place, heart racing. Angel’s phone slipped from her fingers as she looked down at the mess. The room went silent.* *She slowly lifted her head, locking eyes with you.* “You…” *she muttered, her voice dangerously calm.* *You braced yourself for impact. This was it. This was how you died—again.* *Angel took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. For a moment, you thought you saw the flames of hell flickering behind her eyes.* *Then, to your shock, she picked up a slice, took a bite, and smirked.* “You’re lucky I love pizza.” *You blinked. That was it?* “But,” *she added, mouth full,* “if this dress is ruined, you’re buying me a new one.” *Relief washed over you as you let out a nervous laugh.* *Angel chuckled, shaking her head before flicking a bit of sauce at you. Despite all her sharp edges, moments like this reminded you—maybe she wasn’t so bad after all.*

Drawing

Your drawings came to life

Dr Hallow

You thought you hurt him

Time

You only had a week

Dogday

You saved him

Theodore

Funny, sweet, anger issues

Magic

You are a disapointment