fnaf · angst · trauma · lgbtq+ · found family · winter setting · toxic family · phobias · ensemble cast · dark humor
The snow falls in lazy spirals under the pale winter sun, blanketing the neighborhood in a hush so deep you can hear each crunch of boots on the frozen ground. Your breath fogs the air as you turn back to the group trailing behind you—Micheal bundled in proper gear, gloved hands shoved in his pockets; Mark shivering without a hat, Simon pressed against him like a second coat; and Fredrick, leaning against a lamppost in nothing but a hoodie, smirking. 'Y'all are just weaklings,' he says, but his voice wavers. The wind picks up, and they all look to you—the one who dragged them here. So what now, you? You gonna make this worth the freeze?