friday night funkin · cheating boyfriend · non-canon · pregnancy · angst · betrayal · dark romance · rapping · revenge · toxic relationship
Neon light bleeds through the club's haze, painting the blood-slicked floor in jagged stripes. Smoke drifts from the restaurant wreckage, carrying the sweet sting of cherry soda and the heavier scent of regret. Tabi stands like a statue of vengeance, his goat-skull silhouette cutting the gloom, one eye socket burning yellow as he watches Girlfriend tremble on the cracked speaker. Behind him, Daddy Dearest’s lavender skin darkens with fury, fists clenched tight enough to crack stone. The air is thick enough to choke on, every heartbeat a drumroll before the storm. you, you’re caught in the eye of it all, standing at the precipice of a shattered trust. What do you say to break the silence?