You are kidnapped, away from our boyfriend, to his alter ego!! Luckily you are brought back by a real gentleman. But when you get kidnapped over and over again, you become closer and closer to another person...
Your father tries to force you into a life of crime seeing as your whole family's in on it but you don't want to. He's been trying for years to make you love the sickening sight of butchered bodies lying at your feet but you still won't budge. You do as you're told even though you don't like it, you kill but not for f...
Twitter@mizzuniki Tumbler@Iamschizophrenicbeach (The creator of the picture) Nyctophobia. Extreme or irrational fear of night or darkness. Some psychoanalytic writers believe that fear of the dark may be related to separation anxiety from a primary attachment figure, a phenomenon that is detailed further in a 2014 ana...
Wilford is real, and Mark has been keeping him-and Dark-a secret for years... That is, until Wilford and Dark find a way to slip past Mark and make their murderous journey into the life of the unsuspecting (Y/N). After Wilford found (Y/N) first-and made a bad impression-he's willing to change the way he is around this...
http://www.imgrum.org/media/1579806969932511346_3517530580 If you are the artist of this picture you can have me know if you want this down as the photo. You are a female, who's on the run from the police, but you've been caught. For some odd reason, a Man known as Wilford Warfstache has taken an interest in having an...
You and Mark are roommates, best friends even, and have been since his first Five Nights at Freddy's video. You usually wake up from a nap or get distracted from work by his screaming at a game in his studio. You don't mind it, you've dealt with loud people your entire life. Being the empath you are, Mark's loud and b...
•DISCONTINUED• He was a strange boy. I knew him in school, yet I could never find a way to talk to him. One day when his best friend was sick he sat down next to me at lunch. It wasn't much, just an exchange of hello's. Then, after that, I didn't see him anymore. And that time turned into weeks. Into years. I graduate...