Hit that perfect number, roll the dice, and throw the chips. Surely that's how you play the game, right?

You're a 3 foot puppet living in a wonderful puppet world. What tales will you write? Surely nothing will go wrong! [*Please note that this story is probably far from canon. If you'd like another type of story, please let me know! This is my second (technically first published) ever story on Wattpad, so I don't know what people like yet. ^^] NO. SMUT. (They're puppets!!! 😨) This story was written before we had a lot of details and whatnot. This story contains: -Romance (This is not a primarily romantic story, though. It's not really a char×reader, but idk it just depends on the ending you pick and how you interpret it) -Angst -Horror-ish Elements -Really Awesome Things -DEATH. There is death, so be warned! -Weird things??? Like a flower with eyes? Not sure how to label this. -Kind of fem y/n? I tried to do nb but failed a bit My autocorrect errors just add to the flavor <3. I cry when they're mentioned. Characters and general idea created by PartyCoffin. *This story will be stopped at any point in time if Clown expresses a concern about fanfics. 🫶

★"east is north and west is south, I feel like I can never get out- I'm trapped..." ★ after y/n is transmitted into a strange, colorful circus- they begin to question the very fabric of reality, as well as their feelings for a certain snarky rabbit... ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *.gender-neutral reader .* :☆ﾟ. ─ ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *. ⚠️violence, blood, weapons, angst, hysteria⚠️.* :☆ﾟ. ─ ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *.rivals to lovers .* :☆ﾟ. ─

You wanted to be with them. Little did you know, that when real flesh and blood are involved... a world with murder and despair all around...isn't as fun as it could be. When things that were once fiction become reality... how will you cope? Male and Female readers are welcome!