Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 12
Running to the bathroom nearly getting sick you puked into the toilet, and did your best not to die of disgrace. Shaking as you eventually finished with your spew you flinched feeling something brush against you, almost dead eyes looking over to see Smile, his smile not as bright as it usually was. Not able to bring yourself to pet him to tell him you were OK you just looked down into the toilet bowl, gripping it as if you were to let go you'd die or something horrid would happen.
The week had been crazy, and the results had been gut-wrenchingly horrible. Now you knew why Slender wanted you to stay in the house, even though you had still refused to listen to him, and as long as you were with someone he was cool with it. Though you hadn't expected anyone to be able to detain Grinny so quickly. The poor little cat being almost instantly grabbed and drowned to death while the other p
Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt 5
When you had awoken you slowly blinked so you could take in the area around you. Your vision steadying, and settling on the gray rocky roof of what you assumed was the drain you had passed out in. You could easily tell it was night now. The sound of crickets, and the chill of night giving it away easily in the surprisingly lit tunnel. Though the light was clearly unnatural. The strong yellow light bluntly hitting the walls around you, and dragging the shadows causing them to run far down the wall and floors of the man made tunnel.
The sound of both flipping, and tearing paper quickly started to fill the air now that you had time to take in everything else around you other then just where you were. It had been a while since you had last heart the sound of ripping paper, but it wasn't a
Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt1
It had all started when you were walking home with confetti in your hair, and silly string all over your body. It wasn't like you could really say you were complaining, you were just amused. They had thrown you a surprise party. There was just one issue. It wasn't your birthday, that was next week. The look on their faces when you had told them was priceless, and you still couldn't stop laughing about it even now.
“What? What do you mean your birthday is next week! Your calendar said it was this week!” You mimicked, giggling as you relived the conversation with your friends as you walked.
“No, I had it marked with a birthday hat this week because its your birthday!” You murmured back, pulling string off of you as you made your way back to your house.
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 10
Watching the killer skeptically you sighed and picked up a stick, using it to poke the fire before you. Why was there a fire you may be asking? Well apparently you both had to wait till midnight for what ever he wanted to show you to happen, and unlike him you weren't one to brace the cold.
“How much longer?” You sighed, looking up from the fire when Smile made his way over and rested his head in your lap. Even the dog was getting tired of waiting so you knew you had been sitting there for a long ass time. You watched as the killer glanced to the sky before turning back to you.
“Half an hour, you can sleep till then if you want.” He mumbled, leaning back against the tree behind him as he spoke. You were a little surprised to hear him offer such a thing, though you weren't going to pass it up.
Lieing down in the grass you sighed and shifted so you were using your arm as a pillow. Just as you were about to go under you fel
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 8
“Nice come back snow owl! That all you got?”
“Big talk, I should have guessed with that big mouth you have! You should really get that looked at.”
“What are you two fighting about now,” Hoodie huffed, walking into the room only to be thrown into the middle of a heated argument between you and the killer.
“This psychopath tried to burn me alive in my own room! Setting my curtains on fire while I was asleep,” you snapped, throwing the boy your side of the story before the killer even had a chance to open his mouth.
“I'm the psychopath? Look who's talking Ms. Throw knives every chance she gets! You nearly took my eye out over a can of tuna!” The killer tried to defend, not wanting to be the one to get in trouble with Slender.
“I threw the knife at you for that because the first snow was yesterday and Lillian and her kittens need the fo
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 9
You sighed as you scrubbed at the floors, trying to get the blood out of the tiles since Jack couldn't seem to use a plate like everyone else in the house. He had sat in the kitchen eating away at kidneys for a good half an hour, spilling the blood all over the floors. 'Tile won't stain' your ass, look who was on there hands and knees scrubbing away now! You should really make the man eater clean up his own mess, and you would have if Slender hadn't ordered him out the second you though of that idea, almost as if he was on the man eaters team.
“Why do I always have to get stuck scrubbing blood from everything? I'm not the one going out and practically pouring it over my head like a stripper in a night club, so why do I have to clean it up?” You snapped quickly to yourself, the pressure in your scrubbing only increasing as you vented.
“Because you are the maid and thats what maids do, though I have to admit I like that stripper
Jeff x Reader - Long Time No See 2
Darting through the woods you huffed when you tripped, and nearly fell face first into a pile of mud. Why were you running? Police. Why were the police after you? You may have recently stabbed a guy, and now were running in hopes of not being locked away. A lot had changed since you were little. Your parents had passed away when you were thirteen., you got sent to a foster home at age fifteen after your grandmother passes away, and the story of your outbreak of insanity begun from there.
The home you had been sent to after your grandmother passed away was a cruel one. The only reason you never complained about it was because you feared being placed in an even worse home. Not many foster families like to take care of teenagers. Even fewer wanted to adopt them. Though after one to many beatings, and your evil foster father stabbing to death and frying a kitten you had been caring for right in front of you, you left. It was understandable right? W
The Lockdown Drill~Eyeless Jack x Reader-Bonus!A/N~ Whoa, whoa, whoa, and whoa... How the hell did this get so many god damn favorites, and comments?! Damn nature, you scary! XD Anyways, I've been asked a million times to make a part two and I've given up, here it is! You win! XP
Reader, Alicia, Marcy, Jackie: 15 years old
Eyeless Jack: 16 years old
Your eyes widened and your hand quickly covered your mouth. Never in dear life have you been so scared! Here he was, that murderer two towns down who your mother constantly lectured you of, was laying right beside you! All you could think of was blinking a million times, hoping it was a hallucination but every time you'd open your eyes again, he'd still be there. You could tell under that dark blue mask he was confused by your strange reaction. But who could blame him? "I'm sorry if I scared you. Please, don't yell." He laid an index finger over your lips.
Flinching, you felt his warm finger slowly slide onto your bottom lip
Slenderman x Reader There weren't many chances for me to interact with humans outside of stalking and killing them. Halloween was the only option for centuries - that is, until recently. In the past few years these things called Conventions started poopping up. Many people took it as a chance to dress up in costumes like on Halloween - called Cosplays - except they were usually characters from the media. Meaning more people would be in disguise in one area. More people dressing up like creepypastas. More chances for creepypastas to interact without problems.
After finding out about these conventions I decided to check it out. I managed to sneak into a nearby convention under the guise of a cosplayer. However, I was surprised at the attention I got. The very positive attention. It seemed like everyone wanted to take my picture - though of course they couldn't. Many even asked for hugs, which I declined (some d