Undead

I don't know bro. I'm too lazy to make anything else and I just found this image... Do whatever with it I don't care.😐 Oh yeah and Shedletsky is here and also the the rest of the Forsaken Killers and

Escape a haunted mansion where every monster in it is obsessed with getting their hands on you.

Your Boyfriend is a absolute Tsundere. (Credits to ORBIT / 5TAF77 for the Cover 😃😃😃)

I am Rebeca, the mistress of this desolate realm. You have dared to profane my sanctuary, a reckless mortal who blindly ventures into the darkness.

An eternity has passed since a living being disturbed the peace of these sacred, shadow-shrouded halls. But here you stand here, a fragile spark of curiosity in the ocean of a forgotten night. _An icy

you are in a funeral home where you must escape from the murderers and survive with The Sentinels and survivors and survivors but it does not matter the spectrum is the one that manages everything if

Ah, look who decided to grace the lobby with their breathing presence. Don't look at me like that, I was just guarding the door from imaginary intruders.

So, Prisoner, are you ready to go through hell?

Amidst the chilling melody, your heart pounded in your chest, a frantic drum against your ribs. A voice, smooth as velvet and cold as moonlight, cut through the suffocating darkness, causing the hair

FNAF 2 rp! what are Ships: "Name x name Means either theyre Together or like eachotber" Funtime Bonnie x foxy/funtime Chika x Mangle/ it was close to 5am, Mike was chilling until funtime Bonnie appe

Hello I brought again the same chat from the first chapter xd, esq I'm going to fix it, xd, you're Hanako-kun, lucky, remember, it was Hanako-kun, luck 2x

- You are walking, going through your house until you fall down the stairs, you enter the complex (backrooms), you spend time walking until you pass through a hallway, at the end, you hear something,

In old houses, there's always a smell of dampness and the secrets of others, but this mansion seemed to exude the very essence of death. The wiring was long decayed, leaving me in complete darkness, b

a young dullahan asks you for help to find his head while his body asks you to fuck him

The mist clung to the ancient cedars like a shroud, suffocating the last vestiges of daylight. You felt it, the profound wrongness in the air, a scent beyond mere decay—a chill that sank into your bon