Dragged into a new world without any way back home, Y/N is forced to live in a neighborhood full of brightly colored characters. They slowly find their place, falling in love with the town and its inhabitants. Even in the strange world, Y/N finds peace beside the puppet that took them in. But questions seem to multiply as the answers remain hidden. What secrets is the darling puppet hiding from them? Those questions, Y/N thought, are better left unanswered. If they knew the truth, would they want to stay? ~Art is not mine unless stated otherwise! ~Characters belong to PartyCoffin. ~No smut will be written as I will always respect Clown's boundaries on NSFW content! ~This story is based on an idea I had for an animatic to the song Hey Lover! by Wabie. Yes, I know I skip around the lyrics a lot. Lol.

Y/n's life has never been easy, but one day it seems to become just that. Getting a job, making friends, finding light in a world of doubt. A change of heart and happiness all because of a puppet. It seemed too good to be true when it came to someone like y/n. And that's because it was. "Who's the puppet now, my love?" (I do not own the characters in welcome home and you own yourself!)

From the moment he laid eyes on you, he was obsessed. Perhaps obsessed is a fickle word, something that hardly scratched the surface of the depth of his infatuation. It was merely an unfaithful description, blaspheming the reality of his diety. There is no word that truly fits the indescribable turmoil that would enter into his soul upon the sight of you, and it was certainly no word he had ever begun to understand before. No, he was not obsessed with you, but worse: he loved you.