Jeff the Killer x Reader - Sweet Dreams (Part 1)Jeff the Killer x Reader - Sweet Dreams (Part 1) by LibertyAkatsuki
Having a dry throat and the urge to drink something I woke up in the middle of the night. With tired eyes I was looking for the alarm clock, reading almost three o'clock in the morning. Shifting the sheets away I stood up and made my way through my room, down the stairs to the kitchen. I tried to turn on the lights but nothing happened. Maybe my parents had forgotten to pay the bill? Weird, they had never forgotten it. But it was too late at night to think about it. Knowing my house well I went to the fridge and stepped into something wet. Curious I looked downwards to see in the light of the shining moon that it was red liquid running out of the fridge. Was it tomato juice? But we never bought some, do we? I opened the fridge and tumbled away a bit to see that it was a separated head which looked like my mothers. With a shocked expression I looked at her closed eyes, blood streaming from her neck like if she was murdered just before a few seconds. Which means tha
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 1Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 1 by InkQueenSparta
You sighed sitting on your couch, reading the subtitles from an anime you were watching on your laptop all because you couldn't find a version in English. All the best anime was never in English, but luckily you had learned to read like it was a race, and easily could keep up with the pictures moving on the screen and the words highlighted in yellow at the bottom of the page without missing anything important.
That was till you heard a tapping at your window, and suddenly you became both very scared, and stupidly bold and angry. You were scared because over the last few weeks, odd things had been going on around you, from odd phone calls to the passing of your dog who had been practically murdered by something unknown to you.
You were angry and bold because...well...you were just stupid.
When ever you came into those situations where your fight or flight reaction was suppose to kick in, you for some reason always picked fight. You never knew wh
Jeff The Killer X Reader part 1Jeff the Killer X Reader Part 1Jeff The Killer X Reader part 1 by memowkitty
You casually walked home from school and back to your home, today was different since your father had given you mace. Why? A killer was on the loose, stabbing people in the heart, cutting smiles on their faces, and gutting them.
You weren't exactly so relaxed as you seemed inside you were a scared puppy. You maintained you light hearted steps to show you weren't scared or tensed, it would be to akward running home from school. Walking up the stairs of your porch the door shot open and your mother grabbed your shoulder and practically threw you inside.
"(Name) what were you thinking theres a killer out there! Get home faster until they find him!" she yelled as you regained your balance.
"Your mother is right (Name)" your father said from the kitchen, he walked out from the kitchen and gave you his best 'I'm your father do what I say' look.
"Alright fine, I'll get home sooner" you groaned hating the thought of running which is something you sucked at.
Jeff the Killer x Reader - OneshotThe bed lately has been feeling far too large. The extra room made you feel puny, tiny, worthless. It felt as if the darkness of the room was consuming you. Your arms wrapped around the pillow you didn’t use and pressed it tightly against your chest.Jeff the Killer x Reader - Oneshot by Firefliy
You felt so alone, even in a house filled with others. It sometimes felt like you didn’t belong here, or anywhere. You just.. weren’t meant to exist. In this place filled with demons, you had to accept that you were one of them, too. But what you hated most was that you didn’t have the heart of one; you had the heart of a human. Emotions that you fought so hard to try and hide would plague you constantly.
The Creepy Pasta manor scared you sometimes, especially at night. Of course, they would never hurt you, but the remaining memory of fear that your mind managed to hold onto never really helped in places such as this one. Sometimes Slender would pass you by on your way down to the restroom late at night and it took