#jeff the killer one shot

[cryptomiracle]

Hi!! I love how you're getting new to writing and I was wondering if you could write a thing about jeff! About him with a mean child reader! And like the kid is just sad and went Through a lot so that's why their mean? But I want the thing to be about jeff trying to make the crack a laugh and or a smile?

WARNINGS

Reader is supposed to be about 11-14

Cursing

This does not apply to my other hcs/fics for Jeff!!

Disassociation

Jeff being emo

Reader lives in slendermans manor as sally's "care taker"

(click here for an explanation on what sallys care taker means)

(e/c) means "eye color"

(f/f) means "favorite food"

(f/d) means "favorite drink"

(y/n) means "your name"

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your unfocused (e/c) eyes stared aimlessly at the plate of dull, unpleasant, looking food that sat in front of you.

The world around you looked fuzzy almost as if you were underwater.

the memories of your past plaguing your mind, you felt the burning sensation of tears well up in your eyes, the painful lump in your throat almost suffocating you.

The blurriness deepend and you took note of how your thoughts started to slow down, how you felt the world around you slowly collapse.

then there was nothing

just you sitting there, devoid of any feeling other than psychical, but even that felt dull, lifeless.

The tears that threatened to spill over soon dissolved, the thoughts that were once overflowing, were now silent.

Everything was silent, the voices that were once all around you, the ones belonging to people you knew had exited the room.

How long had it been since they left? Why didn't you take note of that

You fell deeper into your trance like state, not noticing the young man quietly sitting down across from you.

*BANG*

The sound of a fist being slammed against the hard wood table pulled you out of that daze

With a shiver and a little gasp, your eyes quickly focused on the pale calloused hand that had hit the table, and then looked up to the man sitting across from you.

You soon recognized him to be jeff, his haircut was a bit choppy you could tell he did it himself, his fringed bangs slightly covering up one of his lidless eyes, while the other was in full view showcasing his dark blue irises.

you: "what do you want.."

you said lowly as you crossed your arms across your chest, and turned your head away from him.

jeff: "you've been sitting here for almost two hours (y/n).."

he paused before speaking again

jeff: "sally is getting worried"

you turned your head back to it's original place, and shot him a confused look.

you: "since when did you care about how sally felt?"

you scoffed

he huffed, and leaded back into his chair

jeff: "have you even eaten?"

he asked, completely ignoring your question

you: "no.."

you then realized how hungry you actually were, your stomach felt as if it had been twisted into knots, you looked down at the gruel like substance that resided on your plate, the color of it.. or lack there of combined with the texture and the way that it defied gravity caused whatever hunger you had, to turn into nausea.

you grabbed your fork, and started toying with the un-earthly "meal"

he laughed as he watched your expression go from blank, to disgust.

jeff: "I'm guessing ej cooked tonight.."

he grinned, causing the smile he carved into his face to grow in size

you looked up and nodded

jeff: "hm"

He paused and looked at you, like he was thinking of something.

jeff: "wait here"

he said as he stood up from his chair and walked out of the dinning room, you wanted to get up and leave but curiosity got the best of you, so you stayed seated.

about 3 minutes later, he came back into the dining room carrying a plastic bag in his hands

you: "what's that..?"

you asked hesitantly

jeff: "open it"

he said as he sat the bag on the table in front of you, you gave him a suspicious look, before slowly pulling the bag towards you

he sighed, patience was not one of his virtues.

jeff: "can you just open it?? it's not a f#cking b0mb (y/n)"

you whispered a quick "assh0le" under your breath before opening the bag to reveal a to-go box and a can of (f/d)

you carefully opened the to-go box to see it was filled with (f/f)

you: "where'd you get this?"

you questioned him, ignoring the slight excitement you felt.

jeff: "I stole it from tobys fridge"

He said nonchalantly, as if he hadn't just stolen from one of slendermans most trusted and highest ranking proxies.

your jaw went slack, he saw the shock on your face and smiled

you: " and what if he finds out? you idiot!"

you stretched your leg out and kicked him in the shin

jeff: "if he finds out, I'll just say I ate it."

He shrugged his shoulders

your brows started to furrow, anger bubbling over.

jeff: "oh c'mon, what's he gonna do?"

he said as he moved your previous plate to the side and pushed the to-go box closer to you.

you: "uh, I dunno.. decapitate you?"

your voice slightly raised with annoyance, he let out a chuckle.

The chuckle then turned into a fit of laughter once he realized you were being serious, he placed his left arm on the table and rested his head against it, he then used his to hold his stomach.

once he finally finished laughing, he looked up at you and leaned back into his chair.

you looked at him with a slight scowl across your face, you couldn't understand what was so funny to him.

Jeff: "y'know, toby is not as much of bad@ss as everyone thinks he is"

you raised your eyebrows, was he insane? I mean yeah he was, but you didn't think he was delusional.

He reached his hand into his blood stained hoodie, and pulled out an old beat up Samsung.

The screen quickly lit up, he slid his thumb across the screen then clicked onto his gallery.

He scrolled until he found what he was looking for, he then slid his phone across the table to you.

You picked up the phone, it's screen was cracked and there was dried blood in some of the crevices.

When you looked at the screen, you were shocked to say the least

displayed on the screen was a low quality video of toby, he was up in a tree hugging it tightly.

the video zoomed onto his face, fear was written all over his face.

The camera then moved down to the base of the tree, showing the back of what appeared to be smile dog.

Smile dog stood up against the tree, his claws dragged against it creating deep scratch marks on it.

He growled lowly at toby, then barked viscously at him.

toby: "GET Y-YOUR F#CKING DOG JEFF"

you heard jeff snicker in the video

jeff: "he just wants to be your friend toby!"

jeff taunted as smile slightly wagged his tail

jeff: "don't worry, he doesn't bite"

then suddenly, smile dog jumped up and bit tobys foot

smile shook tobys foot roughly, he backed up still holding onto tobys foot while trying to pull toby out of the tree.

with one more tug, smile dog ripped tobys shoe off of his foot and took off running.

toby: "G-GET BA-CK HERE Y-YOU MUTT"

his voice slightly cracked when he screamed.

You heard jeff laugh loudly over on the video before the camera shot down to the ground and ended.

You smiled at the sight, you genuinely couldn't believe what you were seeing

Toby, one of slendermans most brutal killers was screaming and hiding in a tree because of a DOG

not even realizing that you were smiling your head shot up to look at jeff, a plethora of questions bubbling over in your mind.

jeff: "if toby ever gives you any problems, just call smile"

He pulled his phone back to him, and smiled at you as you giggled at the thought of toby trembling in fear because of smile dog

he slid his phone back into his hoodie before speaking again.

jeff: "now eat.."

he demanded, you sighed and pulled out a plastic fork that was in the bag.

you ripped the plastic casing, and pulled the cutlery out.

taking no time, you dug in.

jeff: "it may be cold, but I'm sure it's better than whatever the hell that was"

he pointed his finger towards your previous meal, you could've sworn you saw it move.

You nodded, and continued eating.

you ate fast, barely taking any time to chew up your food.

you were almost finished when you stopped.

you looked up at jeff, who was hunkered over scrolling on his phone.

His posture was atrocious, but you couldn't judge

you: "why.."

you paused and squinted your eyes at him, still holding onto your fork.

He looked up from his phone, wearing a bored expression on his face.

you: "why are you doing this?"

He raised his eyebrows

jeff: "what?"

you: "why are you doing this for me?"

you: "you don't know me like that, why go through all that trouble for me?"

Your tone was laced with spite, you were worried that he had ulterior motives.

It's not like you and jeff didn't know each other, Slenderman had assigned him to "look after" you, to make sure none of the other residents tried to kill you, but he was usually an assh0le towards you.

he sighed, and turned off his phone.

jeff: "I know you've had a hard time adjusting to living here, and I know your life before was kinda sh!tty.."

he stopped, you could tell he was trying to find the right words to use

you grabbed the can of (f/d) and popped it open, you took a big gulp of it and sat it down on the table.

jeff: "honestly kid.."

jeff: "you remind me of a mini, less f#cked up version of me.."

his expression softened as he spoke

you almost choked, that was the last thing you expected him to say.

you: "gross, don't ever say that last part again"

he scoffed

Jeff: "and here I was trying to have a heartfelt moment with you, you little assh0le"

you grinned and continued eating

..................................

once you were done eating, you put the empty to-go box in the bag, along with the empty can of (f/d)

you stood up, and grabbed the bag Jeff grabbed your old plate, and stood up as well.

You both made your way into the kitchen, you walked over to the garbage can and threw away your trash.

Jeff walked over to the sink, and slid your plate into the soapy dishwater

You were about to make your way out of the kitchen, when you heard him call your name.

jeff: "aren't you gonna help?"

he looked at you, and gently moved his head to the side to get his bangs out of his face.

You sighed, before walking over to stand beside him in front of the sink.

you watched patiently as he rolled up his sleeves revealing his deathly pale skin, and grabbed the dish out of the murky water.

He grabbed a sponge, and gently slid it across the plate.

He then handed it to you, and started on the fork.

You turned on the faucet, the hot water slightly burning your hands.

You rinsed the plate off, and stared at for a second before you started to speak.

you: "thanks.. I guess"

you said in a hushed tone, barely above a whisper.

jeff: "what was that?"

he snickerd

You lightly elbowed him in the side

you: "don't be a douche"

as you set the plate onto the rack that was sitting on the counter, you felt tears well in your eyes.

you realized how long it had been since someone had shown you kindness like that, even though it was as tiny as giving you something to eat.

he handed you the fork as you sniffled.

he heard your sniffles, and turned his head down at you.

jeff: "you alright?"

you dropped the fork into the sink and pulled him into an awkward hug.

you sobbed into his arm as he hesitantly hugged you back

you: "you're kinda stinky jeff"

You managed to say over your sobs, he laughed and gently patted you on the back.

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i will be reading over this later to check for any mistakes, please tell me if you spot any!

ty for reading <3

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[milkycarnations]

Hello everybody. This is a special request from a blog-viewer who asked to be anonymous. They requested Jeff and Nina smut with some breeding kink, so here's some of that. Enjoy!

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Love's Not Your Thing | Jeff the Killer x Nina the killer | .833k words

one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: hatefucking, degradation, breeding, minor blood play, scratching, minor mentions of murder (but not sexual), character x character,

"Why do you have to be such a fucking dick, Jeff?" Nina screamed at him. He'd stolen a kill from her, again. She decided he'd done so one too many times and it was really pissing her off.

"Why do you have to be such a stuck-up cunt?" he yelled back. She fumed at him, letting out an angry squeal.

Their voices rang loud in the empty hallway. A frat house to be more specific, but it was now vacant - each soul scrubbed from existence after Nina and Jeff got to them. Surely, it was a coincidence that they both found each other so often? A coincidence that they both fought for who'd get the most kills, right? Had it also been merely a coincidence that they'd always end up fucking each other, too?

He pushed her against the wall, muddied with fresh, sticky blood. She barely felt it, mind wrapped around thoughts of him and - really - nothing else. She thought about the way his built arms tensed when he slashed his blade through skin, craved the way he puffed out his chest when he thought he was right. He was such a know-it-all.

"You sure didn't hate me when I killed them. Saw it in your eyes, you thought it was hot,"

“That's not true," she argued, "you're just trying to be a fucking show-off."

Lips slammed together. It had been routine. He bit hers until the skin tore - she didn't care. Their bodies rocked against each other, breaths hitched in unison.

"A show-off, yeah? You like to watch?"

"I'm not a pervert like you,"

"Would a pure soul be getting off to this? You’re no angel yourself. If I’m a pervert, you’re a slut."

She looked around her. Blood splattered the hall they stood in, bodies lay dead in the other rooms, and she had indiscernible gore stuck to her heeled boots. By all accounts, she shouldn't be getting off to this, but he always found the right things to say.

"What-fucking-ever," she deepened the kiss, pulling him in closer and grinding against his leg. He reciprocated, grinding himself against her. 

"That's all you got to say? C'mon, Nina."

For moments, they were absorbed in each other: bodies pressed together; teeth gnashing skin; tongue sliding over tongue. Nothing else in the world mattered. Their gasps and moans filled the hall. He was hard and she was wet and they both needed each other desperately. 

"If I knew that's all it would take to shut you up-" Jeff started but before he could finish, Nina interrupted.

"-Just fuck me already, I'm tired of this lame-ass foreplay."

He grumbled, finally ripping her pants down. Her panties came soon after, Jeff barely giving them an afterthought as he tore them off. Sizing her up, he pulled his cock out of jeans. She noticed that he'd done this every time. Purposely, she’d be more naked than he was. It was time for a change. Defiantly, she tugged away at his shirt until he finally gave in and pulled it over his head.

"Needy little brat,"

Kissing him on the lips again, she tried to quiet him. 

“Put your dick inside me already,” 

She let out a shaky moan as he slid in with no resistance. Suddenly, her feet left the floor as he held her against the wall. He set out at a fast and brutal pace. Both knew they only wanted a quickie. 

“Fuck,” she cried out, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Ruthlessly, she gripped onto his back, manicured nails digging into his flesh. As he pumped into her (finding her g-spot so quickly) she marked him until he bled. Trickles of red seeped into her cuticles and ran down the length of his back, but the pain spurned him on. 

“Come on, take it,” 

He knew she would. Nina’s legs curled to wrap around his waist, bringing him in closer. 

“Please?” she asked. The voice came out soft, merely a whisper. 

“Please, what?” he teased. 

“Please, fill me with your cum,” 

Embarrassed, she hid her head in the crook of his neck, biting down roughly. Fucking her faster, she couldn’t help but let tears line her eyes. She was overstimulated, but it was what she needed. She craved it. He felt her pulse around him. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum inside you,” 

She squeezed around him tighter, locking him in with her legs. Their cries mixed together as they came, his cum quickly dripping out of her pussy as he pulled away. Surprisingly, he leaned against her, letting his head rest on her. 

“You’re an asshole, you know that?” she muttered, breathless. 

“Uh huh,” was all he could manage in response. 

Once he finally pulled off of her, they went their own ways, cleaning themselves up. They were prickly people, unwilling to admit their attraction for one another, but there was one thing they could agree upon. 

“Same time next week?” 

No location had to be said. They would find each other, somehow.

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[lovers-in-love-around-the-world]

Mine

warning: yandere themes. Violence

He couldn't help himself. He wanted you. He needed you. Right beside him. He wanted you attention. Only on him. He doesn't want it on anyone else. Only him. You only needed him. Only him. No one else.

Then why are you talking with him. Couldn't you tell that you belong to him and him only and not that guy. You shouldn't be talking to anyone only him.

He tighten his fists. He wanted to punch the guy in the face. Or to do anything to get you away from the guy. He wanted to pull you away and show you who you belong to. To do anything but instead he was just watching.

Finally the guy left. You waves goodbye to him. He then marches his way to you and grabs your arm. "Were going home" he says through gritting teeth.

As he drags you back to your guys place you don't say anything. You didn't know what to say. Was there anything to say?

Once you both got to your guys place he opens the door and drags you inside before closing it and locking it. He then dragged you to the couch. He then makes you sit down before he flops himself onto your lap and lays there.

He wasn't going to let you do. He was going to keep you here with him forever and ever. You won't be able to do anything about it either.

Your his and only his.

Majiro/Mikey, Sanzu, Sully, Jeff the killer, Jason the toymaker, Shinsou, kaneki, ayato, Bakugou, baji, kazutora, sanemi, obanai, karma, ciel

sorry if some of these don't seem like they would do all of this but this was just their general feel to them. Hope you like have a good day!

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[kreepthefreak]

EAT YOU ALIVE

Jeff The Killer x Fem!Reader oneshot 💋

MINORS DNI. This is NOT for children. Any minor accounts will be blocked.

(Any hate comments will be deleted. You have been WARNED of what's to come. Don't like it, don't read it. Move on).

⚠Warnings — Heavy smut, cannibalism play, belly-buldge, non-con (in a way), and strange kinks

Please proceed with caution!⚠

There you were, in all your glory, laying on your stomach and staring at the illuminating, bright screen of your TV. It was around 7 O'clock, and you were watching adult swim, since it'd just came on a couple minutes ago. Your parents went out for a dinner date, saying something like– 'we don't get to go out often anymore,' and complaining about how they were always busy watching you. It wasn't even your fault, being honest.

Being only fourteen, they wanted to trust you to stay home alone and be safe, but were still hesitant. Your father managed to reassure your mother you'd be fine, and that was that. You were sitting and enjoying "Robot Chicken", almost in your own little world as a smile perked at your lips.

You weren't doing anything except looking so, very pretty, for anyone to see. Especially the little secret admirer you had, watching you from your window. They were almost caught in a trance by your beauty, and with the way you were sitting, and the angle, made you looking fucking perfect in your silky-laced panties. At night you'd frequently give up on pants all together, just wearing your panties to sleep, since it was found comfy.

They kept staring with dead & lustful eyes, the knife in their hand pressing up against the glass. They'd been stalking you for the past month, not being able to take their eyes off you ever since they saw you and your parents going for the weekly grocery run together. They knew where you lived, your name, your parents names, and even how old you were. Well,- not exactly. Just an estimated guess.

After close to 30 minutes, they couldn't control their want– need for you, and carefully slid the window open. You didn't hear or notice them with how loud the TV was. How unfortunate for you...

They crawled in without any troubles, seeing how un-perceptive you were of your surroundings. Something cold was placed to your throat, and you were too scared to look down.

A crazed laugh, one only a psycho could hold, echoed in your room. It pierced through like daggers, and made any sound from your TV turn to background noise.

"You poor, poor girl...my sweet little bitch." The person you now knew was a man, based on his raspy tone, spoke up as if he hadn't talked in years.

A chill went up your spine, and your body felt stiff. Moving would've given you a cut from what was assumed to be a knife, but you couldn't either way. Tears welded up in your eyes as he rubbed his calloused thumb along your cheek. You knew something was about to happen. Rape? Kidnapping? Killing? Maybe all three. The way he talked felt disgusting, laced with seduction and lust through each word.

"W-Who are you..?" You said between hushed and shaky breathing, making him even more excited just by the terrified tone of your voice. He was fucking terrifying. The way his Glasgow smile was jagged, and still had fresh blood seeping from the cuts. And the way his charcoal hair was thinned, and matted. Don't even get you started on the blood and guts freshly on his clothing, with the way his eyelids were charred off with black rings surrounding his dead orbs. His "nose" was almost nonexistent and deformed-looking too.

"Jeff. Jeff 'the killer', as they call me." He laughed once more, rubbing the knife in circling points on your jugular. You flinched with each movement, taking the time to remember who he was.

Jeffrey Woods? The kid who killed his parents and brother a couple years back? You'd heard rumors, and read the articles, but it sounded stupid. Still used to scare you though, with everyone at your school yapping about it.

"I can't wait to taste you, pretty girl. I've been waiting for this..." he spoke like a fanboy, almost squealing at living out his fantasies. This only creeped you out more, when he got on top of you, forcing your legs around his waist. You tried to scream, but a rough hand was placed to your mouth.

More tears continued to drip from your doe eyes, looking like a deer in headlights. This only made him want you more. You could feel his erection through his jeans, which only made you attempt to kick him away. His patience was already running low, ignoring your muffled pleas, and using his knife to cut off your shirt. You could feel unwanted arousal build between your legs, making you want to close them more than anything.

"Your cunt smells so fuckin' good...Can I ruin you baby? 'Yea? You want me to fuck you senseless?" He asked, but it felt more like he was talking to himself, since he definitely wasnt going to give you a choice.

You felt so exposed and cold, yet hot at the same time. The outside air from the window blowing into your room, and the mixture of the heat of your bodies shifting around like a foreign concoction. He did the same to your bra,– cutting it off with ease and throwing the unneeded fabric to the side. He admired your body for way too damn long, taking in every crease and scar on your skin, especially making sure to admire how you had goosebumps, and the way your nipples looked perky and pretty...like the rest of you. If he was this gung-ho on those tits of yours, he'd sure as hell lose it seeing your cunt.

He got off you just for a split second to cut off your panties, seeing the string of slick from how needy you felt. It was disgusting how your body was turning against you, sex being the only thing in your mind. You wanted this man who had you at knife point to shove his length in you.

"God, 'ya so pretty...So, so pretty..~ I'll never let you fucking leave me...all mine.." he rambled on, bringing his finger to your clit, giving it all the attention necessary. You let out helpless mews and whines, hips buckling against his touch agaisnt your will.

"Do I make you feel good, pretty girl? I know how much you like it, like the slut you are..." drool dripped from his mouth slits, making his words slur.

"I-I like it..." you said pathetically and through the tears.

He kept rubbing your inflamed, pink bud, before pumping two of his digits in you. "Yeah, take it good...Gotta stretch that pretty pussy out.." he laughed and enjoyed the wetness on his fingers that leaked from your desperate cunt.

You were getting very close,- painfully close, even. Before you could reach your climax, he pulled his fingers out, ravishing on the pre-cum that stayed on his slender fingers. You huffed loudly, tears staining your cheeks and legs almost shaking. He pulled his zipper down quickly with a *zpppppt!*, then his jeans, and boxers. His erection was girthy and big, leaking beads of his own slick, and the vein on it popping out. He groaned softly and pumped himself a few aggressive times before adjusting your hips and lining himself up with your slit. You were a virgin and hardly even had your first "kiss," if you could call it that. It was with some guy back in 3rd grade in the bathroom, after he said he had a crush on you. It was a stupid kiss on the cheek, but that's all the action you had.

Your breathing was getting frantic, and your core was clenching nothing, silently begging for him. You'd never felt so wet in your life, and doing all of this was new to you. It felt so foreign, but in a grossly-exciting way.

"You're gonna love it, takin' my cock in your heat..." he kept slurring with a nervous smirk, impatient himself. Without warning, he thrusted inside of you, your velvety walls clenching him tightly. You cried harder, trying to hold onto him, the sheets, anything to gain a sense of security as he pounded into you, but he had your wrists above your head with one hand. In the other was his signature knife that trailed along your collarbone careless for your well-being.

"Fuck— 'ya so tight..." he kept pounding, his breathing starting to become even more ragged and raspy while he felt every pulse and your warm flesh inside you while he violated your virgin cunt. "My gooood girl.." He must've gotted too caught up into the moment, because it scared the shit out of you when he made a nasty cut rightttt where that big vein, your jugular, was. It became a big gash, blood spilling out of you, even making you start to choke and gasp for air. He laughed at this, like a sick joke. You were so helpless, getting pounded while your throat was slit, eyes rolled into the back of your head. Despite everything, he kept whispering pretty words in your ear, degrading you, but also praising you for being so good. He'd never felt someone else as good or tight as you, which made it all the more special. He kept saying "I love you", and it was scary how obsessed he was with you. Sometimes he'd pause for a few seconds to see the cock bulge in your abdomen, rubbing his fingers over it a few times.

You kept sobbing, choking on your own blood while he was turned on by this. His thrusts begun to get sloppy, and he gulped hard, cum spurting out inside you, making you gasp with whatever air you had left. "God, you feel even better with my cum in you...— don' waste a single drop, bitch.." he panted, doing a couple more thorough thrusts of his hips to make sure his fluids stayed IN you. You were dying quickly, clinging to life with all your might. You couldn't even control yourself anymore, cumming on his still-hard erection. He took his knife, plunging it desperately deep in your lower stomach, which made you sob with everything in you. All of this was from HIS hands. He laughed more, pulling out of you, and cutting extremely long streaks from your abdomen to your chest, tearing and ripping apart your flesh. Seeing your pretty innards on display for him only felt so melancholy, since he'd been wanting to do this since the moment he saw you. He'd jerk off to you non-stop, even watch you sleep and stroke himself till he came.

He struggled to rip out your organs with his bare hands, using his knife for support to cut them out of your body.

He ripped them out with much effort and threw his bloodied blade to the side, taking your organs in his hands and using his teeth to chew and eat the mass and flesh. Like a dog with a bone– he tore your insides apart, eating you like his life depended on it. Yours sure as hell did. He groaned from how good you tasted as if he was in a trance. He kept eating and devouring you, savoring every, last, bit of it. He kept going 'til you could hardly be called human anymore. Crushing your ribs with his fists and handle of his knife, trying to get to your heart. He treated it so delicately, like a piece of glass. He felt every ridge and bump on it, giving it *so* much care, as if it were you, which it was. (A part of you anyway). He gave it and the lips to your mutilated body a gentle kiss before stuffing the heart in his pocket. His hoodie was so bloodied it never looked white in the first place.

He rubbed and jerked himself a few last times, bringing his fingers to his mouth and licking your cum off. "I love you s'much. You're mine..." He giggled and picked up his knife, carving his name on your chest, before kissing you once more and leaving your room just as quickly as he entered. He would always have a piece of you now, and you'd always be his.

He didn't want to hurt you, he just dosen't know how to love without ripping someone apart. And to him, it was the most romantic thing ever.

I hope you all enjoyed this work taken straight from my Ao3! You can check out my other Ao3 creations (@kreepz) or request some stuff on my page here!

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[dinklebat]

Static Screams

Zombie!Creepypasta

(Bitey Bitey AU by @krayolacolor)

Tw: dehumanization, medical malpractice, gore, cannibalism, death, general horror, angst, and whump, also I wrote this in one evening without proofreading.

wc: 2.9k

Summary: A series of severely damaged tapes reveal Cody (X Virus) and Jack (EJ)’s attempts at curing the (zombie) virus that has taken so many of their colleagues.

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“Testing, testing.”

Through the static, the image of a dark-haired boy adorned in a gas mask and goggles cuts in. He impatiently taps at the screen, his scowl deepening.

“It’s not a touch screen,” a bored voice calls out from behind him, out of sight. He clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes, muttering something under his breath.

“I know, I know. I’m just trying to see if it’s recording or not.”

“The only thing it's recording right now is your stupid face. Just take a few steps back and chill.”

The first boy takes a few steps backwards, the rest of his body coming into frame. He’s visibly scrawny for his age, even covered in layers of protective clothing. He clears his throat and awkwardly waves a hand at the camera. “Um, hi. If you’re watching this, I’m either dead, or I’m about to win a Nobel Prize.”

He steps back, revealing more of his surroundings. The walls are old and weathered at their edges, but every surface seems to be well-maintained, polished and sterilized to perfection. Dark countertops are covered with various instruments and tools: beakers, bunsen burners, microscopes and more. Sitting at one of the various machines is another man, with dark, almost gray skin and large, pointed ears akin to those of a bat. 

“Either way, here is the current situation. A viral outbreak has occurred and is quickly evolving into a larger pandemic. The virus behaves most similar to rabies and encephalitis. What starts as nausea, migraines, and a high fever escalates to rapid swelling in the brain, resulting in a loss of cognitive function, aggressive behavior, and a craving for raw meat. Other symptoms include disrupted sleeping patterns, necrosis of appendages, and organ failure.  The virus appears to be transmitted through bodily fluids such as blood and saliva. Whether it can be transmitted through other fluids such as tears and sweat requires further testing.”

The boy pulls out a small sign labeled “Experiment 7A: Test 1” and proudly displays it in front of the camera.

“For our first series of tests we will be pre-existing viral medications for similarly behaving pathogens, especially those designed to fight encephalitis in order to reduce swelling of the brain.”

Suddenly a series of shouts ring out as a door slams open. The scientist quickly runs behind the camera, tilting it to better record the commotion.

A large beast, covered in moss-like fur broken up by bone-like armor, carries in a moaning, decaying body. The thing in its jaws clearly used to be human, but is now nothing but a hollow shell with bloodshot eyes and rotting gashes decorated by maggots. A girl with pink-streaked hair runs in after the large monster, muzzling the infected before prying it out of the beast’s jaws, only to immediately plop the writhing mass on the floor.

“Tadaaaaa,” she cheers. “We caught a zombie!”

She hops onto the counter, swinging her legs excitedly. “I totally lost an earring, but otherwise no one was hurt.”

“They’re not zombies. That would imply they’re undead,” the boy in the gas mask quickly corrects, earning an eye roll from both his companion and the girl.

The other researcher, the man with dark skin and pointed ears, turns towards the newcomers, his ears twitching impatiently. “It would probably be safer to tie up and muzzle it first next time,” he reprimanded. “But otherwise well-done.”

He picked up the infected as if it were a rag doll and plopped it into a chair. The thing growled and clawed at him, but it seemed unable to break his skin. From his pocket, he pulled out a syringe, carefully tilting the infected’s body around. His fingers trace the skin deftly , feeling for the vein. He plunges in the syringe and the body begins to still for a moment. 

He steps back and sighs, seemingly admiring his handiwork. The infected’s eyes roll as its body begins to spasm and seize, foaming out the mouth.

“Damn it!” someone knocks into the camera, as the tape darkens into static.

The screen tears and crackles as a new image appears. Muffled audio slowly rings in as he pulls out the sign again. The “1” has been erased, replaced by a “7”. Despite this, he remains optimistic in tone as his voice cuts through the static.

“We’ve determined that the antiviral medication was primarily ineffective at fully eradicating the virus, although it may be preventative in earlier stages. We’ve decided to now try introducing pre-existing vaccines into the system instead, namely rabies immune globulin. This is also typically used as a preventative treatment, but I theorize we may be able to at least slow the viruses’ ability to reproduce in the host.”

Another infected has been pinned to a chair, squirming in its chains.

“Cody, can you just take notes afterwards?” his bat-eared colleague complains as he tilts his face towards the camera, revealing dark sockets where his eyes should be. Cody scoffs, but hands him the shot, quickly pulling his hand away from the reach of the infected.

“It’ll be better for documentation in the long run if we have visuals of what occurred.”

“Mm,” the eyeless man hummed, injecting the test subject with ease. “I think it would be better to save memory space for full dissection of the specimens instead of these trials, that’s all. Especially since we can’t exactly go out and buy more right now”

The infected’s movements slowed slightly, its eyes glazing over.

“Alright, Jack, I’ll make sure to save you a tape.”

The voices fade out as the screen tears again. Sentence fragments clip in and out as the tape corrects itself, revealing a new image. Cody stands before the camera once more, though his goggles are now crooked and his hair is far more unkempt.

“Modern science is proving…ineffective, so Jack has suggested that we turn to the dark arts.”

“I said ‘ask around about magical alternatives’.”

“Same difference,” Cody waved away his partner’s protests. “So this week, I will be joined by my colleagues, Ben and Kagekao.”

The scientist gestures to the side, where a short blonde boy with bleeding eyes and a masked man with dark hair sit impatiently. Cody adjusts his goggles and holds up his sign displaying the test number: 16.

“First up, BEN. I would like you to attempt possessing one of our subjects.”

The blonde boy clicks his tongue disapprovingly, but approaches the infected nonetheless.  As he moves, the screen appears to glitch and tear around him. Even the parts of him that appear outwardly normal on the screen are translucent, showing reflections of objects nearby where there should be flesh.

“Traditionally, possessions by more powerful spirits like BEN do not adhere to typical physical limitations of mortals. This is how they are able to contort bodies into otherwise impossible forms, such as rotating the head 360 degrees. Thus, I have hypothesized that BEN will be able to manipulate the body independently of the virus's normal restrictions, allowing for easier study and perhaps even isolation of infection,” Cody rambles to the camera excitedly.

“This is gross,” BEN mutters, stepping into the subject’s body. It convulses for a moment before slowly blinking its eyes.

“Yeah…gross…” it repeats, its speech slurred and gravelly. Its eyes stare blankly at the camera, a cloudy and unfocused gaze.

“How so?” Cody tilts his head, clicking his pen against his notebook. The possessed creature flinches at the noise.

“Well it's always…weird but…makes feel…sick…like really…really dirty clothes.”

“Do you still have any of the urges previously exhibited in infected subjects?”

“Not really…just kinda…tired…achy…” the possessed body’s head bobbed up and down, as if it were nodding off to sleep.  It strains itself, trying to move beneath its restraints, chest heaving in deep gasps.

“Well, for a first test it could’ve gone worse,” Jack chimed in coolly. “Please try to exit now.”

The body convulsed again, even stronger this time, knocking both itself and the chair to the floor before finally stilling. BEN stepped out, gagging  and shivering. “I’m def not doing that again. Don’t even ask.”

Jack leaned in closer to the specimen, his ears tilting towards it. “Strange. Its breathing and heart rate have slowed significantly.”

He nudged it with his foot but the infected remained unresponsive. He kneels down curiously, poking and prodding at the decaying mass of flesh.

“Even asleep they’re never this docile,” Cody agreed, jotting it down in his notebook.

“That’s because its soul dipped,” Kagekao laughed. “Normally when you kick someone’s soul out, they keep trying to take back control. But he was so horrified by what his body had become that he just left instead!”

Ben snorted. “That’s a first for me.”

“Very interesting,” Cody’s eyes widened beneath his goggles. “BEN, are you sure you wouldn’t mind going just one more time?”

The screen crackles, movements of the various individuals blurred under layers of static. By the time it finally clears, Cody looks even worse for wear. His outer layers of clothing have been scratched and torn and the lenses of his goggles are beginning to crack, revealing massive eye bags underneath. He shakily holds up a sign. “Test 30.”

“I’ve decided to move on to magical items. Our peers up in the mansion are trying to quarantine from the lab as much as possible, but they’ve graciously provided us with as much as they could.”

He gestures to a hastily-packaged box of miscellaneous objects on the counter behind him. “For our first trial, we’ll start with Rowan.”

“Hi!” another boy chirps, waving excitedly at the camera. Compared to some of the others, the blonde looks relatively normal, other than the bandages covering his chest. He begins to unravel the bandages, revealing large, rotting cavities in his chest filled with moss and mushrooms. Sitting right where his heart should be is a swirling crystal orb which he yanks out with a sharp tug. He holds it in his hand for a second, glancing nervously at Cody.

“You promise you’ll put it back, right?”

“I’ll try my best.”

“That's not very promising,” Rowan grumbled, but handed the orb nonetheless. As soon as it leaves his grasp, his body collapses to the floor, lifeless. Cody blinks owlishly, visibly stifling the urge to study him instead of the situation at hand.

Jack then drags in an infected with its chest already carved out. As Jack holds back the head of the subject, preventing it from tearing into Cody’s flesh, Cody crams the orb into the cavity. Roots sprout from the edges, latching onto the new vessel.

Cody turns to the camera, briefly explaining, “This orb is a fae artifact that provides immortality to the holder when placed where the heart should be, as long as the creature attached to it is fed on life force. According to records, it has worked on both magical and non magical beings, so we have high hopes for this one.”

“Cody.”

“We already talked about this, you have to keep meticulous records for future research-”

“No. Cody, the necrosis is reversing.”

The dark haired boy whips around, examining the specimen. Slowly but surely, the flesh was beginning to regenerate.

“Any improved cognitive function?”

“Nothing visibly, but intracranial pressure is slowly decreasing, so it’s not impossible-”

A growl erupts from across the room. A moss-furred creature the size of a dire wolf with rotting flesh stalks towards them. Its face is covered in an exoskeletal skull, with a jaw that cracked open ominously.

“I thought Rowan said he fed it beforehand…” Jack raises an eyebrow, the goo dripping from his eyes intensifying ever-so-slightly. He steps forward, blocking Cody from its view.

“Easy…” he whispers. Its hollow sockets gaze down at his own.

Then it pounces, tearing at him. Shouts and screams echo through the room as its tail knocks over the camera, crashing it into darkness. Muffled growls rumble through the audio for a bit, until eventually the camera is picked back up and placed in its proper position by an extremely disheveled and stained Cody.

In his hand is a dark, dripping orb. He pants heavily, adjusting his goggles using the reflection on the screen. 

The camera refocuses, revealing an equally rumpled Jack, covered in scratches and bruises. The creature is pinned beneath him, but the action has little meaning. Its body lies utterly limp, a result of the orb’s removal.

Still panting, Cody plops the orb into Rowan’s chest. It pulses in delight and the body begins to move again, as the creature rapidly rots away into nothing but dust. As he regains control over his body, Rowan leaps onto the rotting corpse of the infected, tearing into it.

“Rowan-” Cody backs up in a panic. The blonde looks up, blood dripping down his mouth. Recognition soon fills his gaze.

“Sorry, I- I haven’t felt that hungry in centuries,” he trembles, averting his gaze. “I’ll…I’ll clean this up.”

Jack pats the smaller man on the back and whispers something to him quietly. Cody blinks, then returns his focus to the camera. “Moving onto Test 31-”

The screen returns to static for a few seconds before a new image quickly fades into view. This time, Jack stands in the foreground, holding the sign, as Cody works quietly in the background, peering into his microscope.

“Magic has proved almost entirely ineffective thus far, but I have a working theory on why,” the eyeless doctor explains. “Whereas someone else decided just to give up.”

Cody puts his hands over his ears childishly, tuning out his partner.

Jack chuckles, his hand instinctively raising to hide his pointed smile. “Anyways, the majority of items and individuals that we have available are either demonic or fae in nature. Both of these species share a weakness to iron, a substance which can be either extremely conductive or entirely nullifying towards magic depending on the type of mana channeled.”

Cody leans in closer to his microscope, muttering to himself, but Jack remains unphased. “The diet of the infected, which primarily consists of raw, red meat, is extremely rich in iron. This excess iron build up is likely interfering with otherwise smooth proceedings. It may also account for some of the liver and pancreas failure we’ve seen in several subjects. Thus, if we restrict the iron in a subject’s diet over a period of time, returning to more anemic levels-”

Suddenly, Cody jumps up from his seat, his hands flapping excitedly. “JACK! JACK!”

The man sighs, pointed ears swiveling towards him. “What is it now?”

“I think I found a combination of antiviral antibodies and chemicals that kills the virus. It worked on all 3 of my samples!” The boy jumped up and down, eagerly showing off his petri dishes to his partner.

“I’m still blind,” Jack patiently reminds him, tapping his dark sockets. Even so, he is unable to hide the excitement creeping onto face. Cody blushes beneath his gas mask and mutters an apology.

“We should test it on a live subject as soon as possible,” the smaller boy grins.

“But Nina said that they’ve already cleared out most of the local packs.”

“Well, there’s one group we haven’t tried yet,” Cody whispers, running over to the camera and clicking it off.

The screen goes dark for a moment before flashing with color a final time.

Cody carefully preps a syringe in front of the camera, enthusiastically noting each step in his process. In the background, Jack and Rowan pin down a squirming infected. This one in a later stage of decay, his face torn and skin gray. Despite this, he remains strong, struggling against both Jack and Rowan as Nina cheers behind them. He growls and claws at them, bloodshot green eyes narrowed.

But Cody remains calm as he preps the syringe. He nods to Jack, who twists the infected’s arm, revealing a pulsing vein. As the others pin back his dangerous teeth, Cody presses in the syringe, injecting his latest creation. The subject pauses his struggle, falling limp into Jack’s arms.

The others hold their breath, but the infected continues to stare lifelessly.

‘I thought you said this would cure him,” Nina sniffles, tears beginning to creep down her face, leaving dark streaks from her mascara. 

“I said it would kill the virus,” Cody repeated, kneeling down and taking the subject’s face in his gloved hand. “I don’t know how reversible the other effects are.  With some intensive care, we might be able to restore cognitive function, or he might remain a vegetable.”

He releases his grip, sighing. “At least we’ll have a way to reverse early stage infections. I should also be able to easily adapt these results into a vaccine.”

Nina sobs harder, running in and hugging the infected tightly. “Doby…”

“Nina…?” a hoarse voice whispers. Dobby blinks slowly, the horrors of the lasat months slowly dawning on him. Tears flood down his face as he breaks down. The others pause, aghast.

 “OMG YOU’RE OKAY!” she wails into his shoulder.

“Hh…it all hurts…” he murmurs. 

Cody removes his goggles, taking a closer look at the scene playing out before him. “Incredible…”

Jack smiles, the goo from his sockets dripping down like tears. “Good job, partner.”

“One down, half the world’s population to go,” Cody replies, leaning towards the camera and clicking it off for a final time, plunging everything into darkness.

#this might be my longest oneshot yet yikers #anyway shout out to rj for the brainrot hopefully this will purge it from my system #i tried to keep this relatively canon compliant to the au #minus the fact that nina lives because shes my fave and will never die #or maybe this is just earlier in the timeline idk #creepypasta #fanfiction #eyeless jack #x virus #nina the killer #ben drowned #rowan the rotted #writing #one shot #angst #whump #kagekao #doby doggers #if this doesnt flop i'll do a sequel with jeff and the proxies maybe #OR MAYBE EVEN AN X READER /hj #zombie au #bitey bitey au #not my au

[broken-glass-puppet]

❤︎𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆❤︎

𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐜

BISEXUAL

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𝙳𝙽𝙸

𒊹︎︎︎𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚍 (𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜)

𒊹︎︎︎𝙿3𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝

𒊹︎︎︎𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜

𒊹︎︎︎𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚜/𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚜

𒊹︎︎︎𝚁𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜

𒊹︎︎︎𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎

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𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞...

𒊹︎︎︎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎, 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜

𒊹︎︎︎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗s, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜

𒊹︎︎︎𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 (𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚝...)

𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫...

𒊹︎︎︎𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 (𝚒𝚖 n𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚕𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚋𝚕𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎)

𒊹︎︎︎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 (𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝚋𝚍𝚜𝚖, 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜...)

𒊹︎︎︎𝚒𝚗𝚌3𝚜𝚝

𒊹︎︎︎𝙿3𝚍𝚘

𒊹︎︎︎𝙰𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚙

𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴𝑺 𝑰 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑹...

☞︎︎︎𝚁𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚖𝚗𝚝/𝚝𝚖𝚗𝚝

☞︎︎︎𝙵𝚗𝚊𝚏

☞︎︎︎𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚎

☞︎︎︎𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚝

☞︎︎︎𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜

☞︎︎︎𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍

☞︎︎︎𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚎

☞︎︎︎𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚋

HxH

Lego monkey kid

#tmnt headcanons #jeff the killer #tmnt x reader #creepypasta fandom #male reader #trans man #transgender #gay kiss #gay #nonbinary #tmnt #obeyme #twisted wonderland #viral #one shot #fanfic #trans #we love him #legomonkiekid #lego macaque

[elusive---ivory]

Stupid Piece of Shit (Creepypasta)

Hello fellow gamers, it's been a long time since I've written a fic about creepypasta. I'd thought I'd write about Jeff since he's been on my mind lately- Starring: Jeff the Killer, Ben Drowned, and Andi

Based on the Bojack Horsemen episode Trigger Warning: Depression, Mentions of Suicide, Mania, Mentions of Murder, Mention of drugs.

'You're a stupid piece of shit.' That was Jeff's first thought. Right when he woke up, he had his own voice echoing in his head. 'You're a stupid piece of shit. Why the hell are you even awake.'

He headed downstairs. This home was a run-down manor in the middle of the wood. The wood of the house was partially caved in and there was nothing he could do about it. He was crashing in places. He didn't really have a choice considering the fact that he's a murder.

'You forgot to go shoplifting again. You stupid idiot.' Jeff rolled his eyes. There wasn't much he could do because he had spent his last twenty dollars on a bag of weed. He grumbled, grabbing a black mask before walking out. 'It would so much easier to just kill myself.'

He began to scowl at the general population. He hated the world. He hated how it made him. He was simply a child when it all started, but he was stuck walking down his path of leading his own self-destruction. Finally, he made it to the convenience store.

The cashier seemed intimidated by this large fellow. Her eyes followed him around the store. This wasn't the first time she had seen the man. He'd spend a long time looking at the slushies as they swished and swooshed around in the machine. She slowly went up to the man, tapping on his shoulder. "Hey, are you gonna buy something?"

"Huh?" Jeff looked down, noticing the small cashier. "Yeah, I'm just getting a slushie." 'You came here for food, you piece of shit.'

The cashier nodded, eyeing him funny. "Well, I figured you've been staring at the machine for an hour."

Jeff glared, thinking to himself. 'Oh, my bad, your highness. This bitch is noisy. I should totally kill her.'

"I just came over to see if you need help." The cashier looked away from the man's menacing glare.

His glare shifted. He shook away his thoughts. "Uh, no, thanks." He looked down at her nametag. "Andi?"

The cashier chuckled nervously. "It's not a problem. I'm gonna go back to the register." She used a step stool to stand at the register.

'She thinks you're fucking creepy. You dumb fuck. Why can't you just act normal? You'd think people would befriend you if they knew who you really are. You fucking suck.' Jeff rolled his eyes once again. The voice in his head was deafening. It was getting louder and louder.

Jeff poured himself a cherry-flavored slushie, and approached the counter. He checked his pockets, and there was nothing in them. He sighed. "Alright. How much did you say it was?"

The cashier sighed. "You know, what. You can just take it."

Jeff raised an eyebrow. "Really? You're serious?"

"Yeah, I'll pay for it, man. I hope you have a nice night!" The cashier smiled brightly.

Jeff took the slushie and walked out of the store. He was baffled. 'Someone was nice to me...' He thought. 'Andi... that's their name..'

He walked up to the house. It is still condemned as before. The only plus about the place is that it still had electricity. He walked over to the bag of weed he had sitting on the couch. The bag was there, but there wasn't any weed left. He growled, turning on his Nintendo 64.

"Ben, you're gonna be one sorry bastard." He growled.

A very high Ben appeared through the screen. "And, what are gonna do about it? Kill me?"

In a fit of rage, Jeff broke the controller.

#creepypasta jeff the killer #jeff the killer #creepypasta #creepypasta fanfic #creepypasta fanfiction #creepypasta one-shot #creepypasta ben drowned #creepypasta oc

[grimy-cat]

✩*⢄⢁✧ INTRODUCTION

** Hello! Welcome to my writing blog!

Originally, this was a DANGANRONPA writing blog but I’ve decided to expand my fandoms. I was Mod Rantaro but you can just call me Ray.

The other mods that were originally on here just kinda dipped after posting their introductions so I took this blog for myself bc I originally created it.

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-Pedophilia

-Incest

-SA

-Sexual themes

✩WHITELIST

-yummy angst<3

-fluff

-yandere (not romanticizing, if u actually think ur a yandere either get help or step outside for once)

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Danganronpa (GOODBYE DESPAIR)

✩About me!

My name is Ray, I struggle a lot with mental health and deadlines in general so please be patient with me.

I like to create fictional worlds and OCs simply because it makes me happy.

Writing has always been a huge hobby of mine, even when I was like maybe 4 years old.

I also love art, in fact, I might post drawings of my OCs here.

Thank you for reading!

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[cheerfullycatholic]

My grandmother: "you wrote a book?! 😮 I'm so proud of you 💕🥰 where can I get a copy?"

Me, knowing she's not a horror fan in the slightest: "uh, here, you can have mine. But do not read the third one, that one even bothered me when I wrote it"

Her, a couple weeks later: "you're a good writer! I could only read the first three though, I much prefer comedy. Which was the one you told me not to read again?"

MA'AM 😭

#that one was originally about jeff the killer #no wonder she stopped reading after it 😂 #i feel bad though #i should've marked it for her #i love her so much but her memory is shot

[harrysfolklore]

birthdays with harry

this was inspired by @sirtommyholland’s four years of birthdays blurb ! one of my fave blurbs ever <3 i hope you like this

happy birthday harry, i love you

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

2011 - 17th birthday

"Happy birthday, dear Harry, happy birthday to you!"

Harry smiled as everyone around him sang, the room full of the people he loved: his mom, stepdad, sister, bandmates that he loved like his brothers, friends from school and the girl who he was head over heels for.

His best friend and now his girlfriend.

"Make a wish, bro!" Niall cheered and ruffled Harry's curls for a second.

"All of my wishes are coming true right now." Harry said and the entire room awed, making him blush before blowing his candles.

After the cake was cut and everyone spread around Harry's childhood home, he looked for his girlfriend, finding her in the kitchen helping his mum put away some dishes.

"YN, would you go out with me for a minute?" Harry asked, still shy to call her pet names in front of his mum even tho Anne was ecstatic over the fact that Harry was dating the girl she adored like a daughter.

"Sure, let me just finish up these dishes."

"Oh don´t worry about it sweetie, I can handle them myself." Anne told her with a small smile and motioned then to go.

Once they were outside and away from the chatter and laughter, Harry stood in front of her and grabbed her hands.

"You know, I'm so happy you agreed to be my girlfriend." Harry shyly told her, still new to the feeling.

"And I'm so happy you asked me to be your girlfriend." YN said with the same shy smile on her face.

"No matter how big the band becomes, you'll always be my number one girl, I'll never forget about you." Harry told her sincerely, knowing it was one of YN's biggest insecurities.

Harry was just turning 17, but he made a promise that would last forever.

2015 - 21st birthday

"This party is insane!" Niall said as they entered the club where Harry's birthday party was taking place, the room full of celebrities and close friends.

"Damn, Jeff really went all out with this," Harry held his girlfriend's hand, keeping her close, "Do you want me to get you a drink?"

"I'm not drinking tonight."

"Why? It's my birthday, baby." Harry grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles softly.

"Exactly, and I want you to enjoy it. So no drinking for me so you can go all out." YN kissed his cheek softly, his long hair getting in the way and tickling her face a bit.

"I don't even want to drink that much tonight darling, don't want to have a killer handover tomorrow."

However, that statement was thrown out the window as Harry chugged down his 7th tequila shot of the night.

"Baby! Come up here!" Harry yelled, standing on top of the bar with Jeff's arm around his shoulder.

"Harry, get down, how did you even climb up there?"

"Tequila gives me special powers!" He started jumping up and down and that was her cue to get him down the bar with Glenne's help.

"My love! I've missed you." Harry obnoxiously wrapped his arms around her in a hug, placing sloppy kisses on her neck.

"Harry, you're hammered!" YN grabbed his face to look at him, his eyes giving away his drunken state.

"I know!" he let out a loud laugh, "I have an idea!"

And before YN could stop him, the music was going down and he had a microphone on his hand.

"Hello! Hello! Can everybody hear me?" Harry said into the mic, making everyone turn to look at him, "Sorry to interrupt your partying, I just wanted to thank my amazing friend Jeff for throwing this party for me."

At the mention of his name, Jeff let out a whistle and cheer, making Harry laugh as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

"And I would also love to thank my incredible, stunning, gorgeous girlfriend YN for... just being hot and charming," he drunkenly spoke into the mic again, making YN blush and hide her face in her hands, "You know, I'm going to propose that girl one day! I will!

The entire room erupted in cheers and claps, and years later, the drunken promise he made on his 21st birthday became true.

2019 - 25th birthday

"Happy birthday, baby." Her soft voice made its way to Harry's ears, waking him up from his slumber and instantly smiling at the feeling of her lips pressing kisses to his jaw.

"Thank you, my love." He mumbled sleepily, tightening his arms around her and dropping his head to lean his forehead against hers.

After YN gave Harry his "traditional birthday shag", they headed downstairs to cook some breakfast before starting Harry's big day.

"How do you feel about being 25?" YN said as she took out the ingredients to cook him some pancakes, "Any expectations for today?"

"I just know it'll be my best birthday yet," he smiled softly as he watched her move around the kitchen, "You know, my first birthday as an engaged man, soon to be husband."

YN couldn't help but smile at the sound of that, still not quite used to the fact that they would be husband and wife soon.

"Who would've thought my high school boyfriend would become my husband." YN turned around to face him, meting his soft green eyes instantly.

"I always knew it," he shrugged before continuing, "I knew you were the one for me from the moment I laid my eyes on you."

Getting closer to him, YN grabbed his face and placed a kiss on his lips.

"I love you so much, baby. Thank you for letting me spend another birthday with you." she kissed him again her smile mirroring Harry's when they pulled away.

"This is just the beginning of the rest of our lives, darling."

And as Harry stood in his kitchen with his fianceé wrapped around his arms, he knew his 25 was going to be one to remeber.

2023 - 29th birthday

Harry found himself in the same position he was during his 17th birthday, in a room full of people he loved while the sang happy birthday to him.

But he wasn't on his childhood home anymore, he was backstage in Acrisure Arena surrounded by his tour crew, bandmates, managers, family members and his beloved wife.

"Blow the candles and make a wish!" Sarah said after they were done singing to him, and the words naturally came out of Harry's mouth.

"All of my wishes are coming true right now."

"Awe! You're all grown up now mate." Jeff hugged Harry tightly, making everyone in the room look at them fondly.

"Okay Azoff, that's enough, I need to give him his present now." YN said as he grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him out of the room.

"Make sure to be quiet! The walls are thin around here." Lambert joked making the group laugh, and YN only rolled her eyes and flashed her middle finger to him before they were out of the room.

"Sooo, you're going to give me my present now?" Harry teased as they walked down the corridor to his dressing room.

"Not that kind of present, you menace," YN turned to look at him quickly as she opened the door to his dressing room, "That one is the reserved for when we're alone in our hotel room."

"Don't tease me, baby. I have a show in two hours." Harry said with a serious tone, making YN laugh as she approached the tote bag where she was keeping his gift, taking the box out and placing it on his hands.

"Okay, open it." YN took a step back and clasped her hands together, her nerves kicking in.

"Told you you didn't need to get me anything," he said as he opened the box, not looking inside of it yet, "I would've been more than satisfied with a 29 minute long blowj-"

"Just look at it!" YN cut him off before he could finish his sentence, making him laugh and turn his gaze to the box in his hands.

And when he realized what was inside, he froze at his spot and his eyes got instantly tearful.

"YN wha-" he stopped himself as his voice began shaking, "Is this...? I mean are you...?"

"I'm pregnant, Harry." She simply said, smile wide on her face and tearful eyes that matched his.

"Fuck," Harry finally took the pregnancy test out of the box and gave it a proper look, noticing the unmistakable two lines that indicating that his wife was expecting his child, "Fuck YN, you're pregnant, we're going to be parents."

"We are, baby." YN couldn't keep her cool anymore as she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and making him wrap his around her waist, both of them letting out happy tears.

And in that moment, Harry knew that becoming a dad was the best way to end his twenties.

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[cryptomiracle]

Jeff the killer x tall! fem!reader

(short one-shot)

warnings;

Reader works for Slenderman

This is kinda short lol

Jeff is 5'6(hc), so reader is implied to be over 5'7

This does not apply to my other headcanons for Jeff;?@;#

Mentions of murder

Blood

Cursing, it is censored tho

I apologize if the way I describe rooms don't make sense, I'm horrible at describing rooms lol

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Jeff the killer is a stone cold serial killer, he shows no remorse for his actions, nor any compassion for his victims. He finds pleasure in the pain of others, and takes even more pleasure in inflicting it

Never in a thousand years would anyone think he'd be absolutely head over heels for someone.

But here you are

When Jeff first saw you, he felt a little threatened by you.

The way you towered over him, plus your menacing glare was enough to make anybody uncomfortable.

At first, he'd treat you how he treated everyone.

He'd tease you, steal your things, and start fights with you, both verbal and psychical.

And each time you'd defend yourself, or mess with him, it'd only fuel his hatred for you.

But that changed when he got assigned to go on a mission, with you

it was a simple mission, break into a few houses and kill a few people, you know, basic stuff.

Jeff did the dirty work, as you kept watch.

Everything was going smoothly until you got to the last house, which Slenderman had specifically warned you about.

(Slenderman never really told you why exactly he needs those people killed, but he does tell you what they look like, and how dangerous they may be.)

"maybe we should go in toget-" you were saying, before you were rudely interrupted, making you furrow your brows

"no f*cking way." He scoffed

"you just keep watching, I'll handle it"

"wouldn't want you to get hurt.." he said sarcastically, before walking upstairs, to the master bedroom where the victim was.

You looked at your watch, nearly 5 minutes passed, and he still wasn't done.

You huffed before heading up stairs to check on him.

*CRASH*

You quickly picked up your pace, and you could feel anger bubbling in your stomach thinking of how much he regularly messed stuff up

Once you saw the door, you quickly opened it to see Jeff on the ground, being violently choked by a buff older man.

He was kicking, and scratching at the man, but he wasn't letting up.

The room was completely trashed, there was blood on the walls, and bed.

You couldn't see a wound on Jeff, (except for his ego) so it must've come from the old guy.

He was clearly occupied with Jeff, you took this moment to tackle him.

The old man winced in pain as his back hit the hardwood floor, once he processed what was going on, with one swift move he kneed you in the abdomen as hard as possible

You groaned in pain, as you rolled over onto the floor and quickly placed your hand on the spot he hit.

He wasted no time to get up, and kick you in the stomach.

he pulled his leg back, this time aiming for your face, but before he could land another blow, Jeff jumped onto his back and started biting, punching, and yelling.

His attacks were uncoordinated, and fast, like that of a wild animal.

The man tried to pry Jeff's arms from around his neck, but to no avail.

you ignored the pain in your stomach, and punched the man right in the jaw, causing a tooth to fly out.

The man tried to hit you back, but missed, you then hit him in the lower abdomen, where Jeff had previously stabbed him.

he groaned, before falling back against the window, crushing Jeff under his weight & creating a crack in the window.

"AUGH" Jeff yelled, as he let go of the man's neck.

the man attempted to stand up, before you punched him in the gut

The man winced, you saw as Jeff quickly crawled away from him, and over to the side.

He looked up at you, his face was seething with anger.

(the old guy, not Jeff)

he attempted to stand up, by pushing himself up the window.

*crack*

the window started splintering

Before he could fully stand up, the window busted, causing the man to fall through it.

"OH" Jeff yelled, as he crawled towards the windowsill.

You walked towards the window, and peeked out to see the man's body lying limp, and lifeless across his own driveway.

"what now.." Jeff muttered

"I.. I don't know" you stared at the body in disbelief

After a moment of silence, Jeff sighed.

"thanks,," he said in a tone that was almost a whisper

"what was that?" You looked at him and slightly smiled

He simply stared at you, and frowned

"well.." you huffed as you grabbed jeffs arm and pulled it around your torso

"we gotta go before the police get here" you said as you made your way down the stairs, still holding onto Jeff.

once the two of you made it out of the front door, you started to speak again

"you know-" you paused before stepping into the sidewalk

"that old guy really f*cked you up" you said with a slight snicker

"and look what he did to you" He yelled with no regard with who would hear him

This would cause the two of you to argue all the way to the car.

The ride home was quiet, the only noise coming from the radio.

Jeff decided to ride in the backseat of the car, so he could take a nap while you drove, since he was "more injured"

In all honesty, he pretended to be asleep.

He just couldn't quit staring at you, in what he tried to convince himself was annoyance, or hate and not something else.

A while after, Jeff found himself thinking about you more, and more.

Not just about how much he disliked you, and the things about you that annoyed him, but about how soft and warm you were, also how tough you can be, how you won't take sh!t from anyone, not even him.

and how although you annoyed him, he enjoyed being around you.

but he also thought about how much he hated seeing you around anyone else

He was conflicted, he had spent months holding nothing but contempt for you, and then suddenly you come and 'save' him and he can't stop thinking about you.

It was seriously p!ssing him off

And the more he was around you, the more his feelings grew.

It took a year for him to realize that he had feelings for you, and another year for him to confess them.

-ONE-SHOT-OVER-

sorry this is so short, I started it awhile ago and I wanted to get it out of drafts.. i may make some hcs about this, but anyway ty all so much for the hearts, reposts, and follows, they mean sm to me <3

#creepypasta #jeff the killer #one shot #jeff the killer x reader #Jeff the killer one shot #fem reader #tall reader #creepypasta one shot

[milkycarnations]

ONE-SHOT MASTERLIST

last updated: 15 March, 2024

All requested posts can be filtered through the tag: #🤍-nova’s ask box

Masky

She's Unreal | 1.7k words, afab!reader, praise & rough sex

#1 Crush | 2.3k words, afab!reader, mask kink & power dynamics

Blood Money | .9k words, afab!reader, hybristophilia, public sex, fear play

Hoodie

Whet Your Appetite | 5k words, afab!reader, knife and blood play, fear play

Toby

Jeff

Liu

EJ

Ben

Bloody Painter

Cain | 2.7k words, afab!reader, praise, bloodplay, knifeplay

Ptolemaea | 2.2k words, afab!reader, body worship, knifeplay, blood play

MISC

Love's Not Your Thing | .833k words, nina x jeff, breeding, hatesex, bloodplay

#creepypasta #masky #hoodie #ticci toby #jeff the killer #homicidal liu #eyeless jack #ben drowned #directory #masterlist #creepypasta one shots #marble hornets

[rabbitblackx]

Hey! I wanted to ask if you could do llittle oneshots on how we met the creepypastas?

How you met the Creepypastas

This is all one big one shot. The story continues with each character!✨

Includes: Slender Man, Masky, Hoody, Toby Rogers, BEN Drowned, Eyeless Jack, Jeff The Killer, Homicidal Liu, Jane The Killer and Nina The Killer

Slender Man💖

Slender Man came across you one day while you were on a walk in his woods. He stalked you from afar to see whether you were a threat to the mansion or not. But when you began to coo over a little injured bird you found, his suspicions were quickly debunked

Slender Man didn’t quite know why, but he actually let you leave the woods unharmed with your little birdie friend. Thinking that that was the end of it, he slowly turned towards the shadows, and back to his ‘family’

When you came back to the same spot a week later, you could’ve coloured him intrigued. Slender Man watched in secret awe as you held out the very same bird from then. Thanks to your care, it was now looking much better. It opened its wings wide and flew off into woods, leaving you with a sweet smile on your face

The smile soon fell though when Slender Man decided to show himself to you. Your eyes grew wide and your nose began to bleed. Your brain was plagued with a deafening static, as all you could focus on was that blank, faceless stare

You were his now

Masky💖

There were some rowdy teens camping a bit too close to the mansion for comfort. Slender Man decided to put his three best on a mission to ‘remove’ them. Masky, Hoody and Toby. You were the newbie of the mansion, and was instructed to come along with them for ‘training’

As you all hid behind some bushes a fair way from the teens, Toby bombarded you with questions. You were trying to be polite, smiling and nodding while struggling to keep up with his fast tone

“Leave them alone, Toby.” Masky snapped

Toby pouted behind his mask at the older man. You actually thought he was quite sweet, and wasn’t bothered by him at all

“It’s alright. He’s fine.” You smiled at Masky

You gently placed your hand on his arm, making his dark eyes snap immediately to it. They looked back up to meet your gaze, heat beginning to creep up his neck. You slowly slid your hand off Masky’s jacket sleeve and let your smile linger

Hoody💖

Hoody broke you away from Toby and Masky for a spell. He whispered your name, but got it wrong, and pulled you close, so you were both peeking over the bush. He pointed at the campsite up ahead, brainstorming on how to ambush the kids. You simply sat back and listened, trying to learn his dastardly tricks. You also kind of liked being close to this stranger, his yellow hoodie was quite soft against your side

Hoody said your name incorrectly again, then asked if you were ready to strike. You couldn’t help but giggle at his error, finding it more cute than awkward

“Actually, it’s,” you said your actual name, correcting him. “But you were close.”

Hoody gave a quiet chuckle along with your hushed giggles. “I’m sorry.” He whispered back

“It’s no problem, Ryan.” You grinned

“Oh, actually, it’s—! Oh, wait.”

Hoody was about to say his name was Brian, but he then caught on that you were playing with him. You struggled to keep your laughter quiet, your shoulders shaking as you beamed at the man

“Nice to meet you.”

Toby Rogers💖

Toby squeezed in between you and Hoody’s moment, getting his orange goggles right in your grill

“I’m Toby!” He exclaimed

Hoody and Masky both shushed him, but you thought it was funny

“Nice to meet you, Toby.”

Toby giggled, looking back and forth at the two other men. “I like em’, guys! They’re cute. Slendy was right picking this one!” He rambled

Masky shushed him again, while Hoody got up to get closer to the doomed campsite

“Thank you, Toby.” You smiled bashfully at the boy

Masky got caught up with the actual mission, and he snuck into the shadows with Hoody. While they were dealing with the pesky teenagers, you kept watch with Toby

“You’re real pretty too! Where—where’re you from?” He asked, leaning in close to you

Your face flushed bright red, and you looked away shyly. Toby’s tinted goggles stared into your soul, but with good intent. You were right before. He was sweet

“Well…” you started

BEN Drowned💖

You returned to Slender’s mansion after your first ‘mission’, and flopped down onto the couch. There wasn’t a soul in sight. You flipped through some boring tv channels for a good while, before you spotted an old game console by the coffee table. You slipped off the couch and sat on the carpet, inspecting the console and its dusty controllers

“Hey.” A voice suddenly said

With a shriek, you whipped your eyes up to the tv, where you saw BEN Drowned peaking out of the screen. You threw yourself back onto the floor and clutched your heart

“Gah!”

BEN cringed at your outburst, reaching more of his body out of the tv. “Whoops. Didn’t mean to scare ya that bad.” The corner of his lip quirked up into an amused smirk

Your chest heaved, your hand gripping it through your shirt. “Well, ya did.” You sassed, rising up into a seated position

BEN chuckled. “Sorry,” he shrugged

You were just inches away, him looking down at you from the tv, and you gazing up at him from the floor

“So who are you supposed to be?” You blurted out

BEN yanked himself fully from the tv, sitting crosslegged in front of you. He was definitely… quirky. Them big red eyes dripping blood and all… you had ran into many creepy people since Slender Man took you in here

“BEN.” He stuck his hand out for you to shake. “And you are…?”

Eyeless Jack💖

After wrapping up your chat, BEN disappeared back within the tv screen, seemingly into one of the console’s old games. Just as you stood from the floor, you were scared out of your skin once again when the front door was ripped open. Jeff The Killer bursted through, clutching his bloody side

You hadn’t met this boy yet, but ran over to his aid regardless. You snaked an arm around his shoulder and guided him down to the basement, where you were told an infirmary was

Upon entering the dim infirmary, you and the injured Jeff were greeted by none other than Eyeless Jack. He slowly tilted his head to side, ‘eyeing’ you curiously

“You need to help him. He’s hurt!” You yelped

Without another word, Jack took Jeff off your hands, forcing him over to a hospital bed to dress his wounds. You watched worriedly from the sidelines, getting peeks here and there of him patching up what looked like a stab wound in Jeff’s side

After a little while, Jack finished mending the other boy and left him to rest, walking up to you instead

“Thank you for bringing him down here.” Jack said, giving you a polite nod

You mimicked his action, nodding back to him shyly. “It’s no worries. Why wouldn’t I?” You giggled nervously

“You must be the newcomer. I don’t believe we’ve met. My name is Jack. Pleasure to meet you.” Jack formally introduced himself

He stuck out a gloved hand, and you shook it cheerfully

“Nice to meet you, Jack.” You smiled, and then told him your own name

Jeff The Killer💖

Jack left you and Jeff alone, going into the other room to clean his tools. You shuffled over to the hospital bed Jeff sat on, telling him your name with a gentle smile

“Are you okay now?” You added

The killer grunted, running a pale hand over his stitched up side. You couldn’t help but admire his lean build

“I’m fine.” Jeff muttered, dropping his hoodie back over his belly

“Okay, that’s good.” You squeaked, fiddling with your hands as the air grew thick

He kept his eyes adverted from yours for a few moments, before sighing begrudgingly. “I’m Jeff... thanks for the help, kid.” He grumbled

You were no kid, but you let it slide because you could tell it was very hard for him to say. Some boys were so stubborn…

“You’re welcome, Jeff.” You cooed sweetly

Jeff looked away from you again, fighting back a blush on his deathly white face. Something in his eyes twinkled. He seemed to like the way you spoke to him. He liked to feel cared for, maybe even mothered sometimes…

Maybe having you around from now on wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world

Homicidal Liu💖

The next morning, you wandered the spooky halls of Slender Man’s mansion

“Hey,” you heard a boy say from behind you

You whipped around, half expecting BEN, only to be greeted with a new face. A new stitched up face, that was

“I heard about what you did for my brother last night. How you took him to Jack and all.” The boy trailed

“You’re Jeff’s brother?” You asked with a head tilt

He nodded, “yeah. Thanks for looking out for him.”

You gave you him your friendliest of smiles, nodding back curtly. “No worries.” You beamed

Jeff’s brother stared at you, before catching himself and quickly breaking the silence. “I’m Liu, by the way. Liu Woods.” He blurted out

“Hey there, Liu.” You giggled

Jane The Killer💖

You found Jeff downstairs, arguing with Jane The Killer. You attempted to walk past unnoticed, but she called out to you

“You’re the one that saved Jeff’s butt? The newbie?” Jane asked

You gritted your teeth before turning around, facing the two killers. “Uh, yeah. I am, I guess.” You shrugged

Jeff quickly butted in, glaring daggers into the girl. “I was fine by myself. I didn’t need any help.” He snapped at her, his pride clearly stung

Since Jane’s eyes were all black, you couldn’t tell, but she rolled them with a snarky laugh. Jeff stormed off grumbling, leaving you two as he went to sulk in his room

“My name is Jane. What’s yours?” She asked

You were so entranced by her beautiful, feminine looks. You had to give your mind a few seconds to process her question, before stammering out your own name

“I’m new.” You added lamely

Jane chuckled, thinking you were cute. “See you around, sweetie. I’d be careful if I were you.” She left her black lips ajar as she winked at you, before turning away and around a corner

Nina The Killer💖

As you entered the living room, you were practically ambushed by a certain brightly dressed girl

“Hi!” The moment Nina The Killer spotted you across the way, she was skipping over to you excitedly. “You’re the newbie, right?” She giggled

You opened your mouth to reply. “Yeah, I’m—!”

Nina interrupted you, blurting out your name in a singsong tone. “I’ve heard about you! You helped Jeff last night!” She exclaimed

Word really did catch on. Especially in this mansion filled with… what I guessed you could’ve called… ‘outcasts’

“Yeah…” you trailed

“I love your hair!” Nina squealed. (Extra points if you had your hair dyed a bright colour). “It’s really pretty!”

Your heart warmed at her sweet nature. Even though she was… clearly different. Much like Jeff, Nina had herself a cut in smile as well. Alas, you shoved down any ill feelings and gave her a bashful grin

“Thanks! I like yours too.”

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[scenezfreak]

PLEASE can I have some Jeff the killer smut, we just fuck in the woods I am so thirsty for this man PLEASE

A/N: OF COURSE ‼️ It’s almost 1am so this is my last story for tonight (I’m sorry if it’s short) 🙏 I’ve only been getting around 4hrs tops of sleep these past couple of days 🫡 not fun

I know that you’re shitty and you’re bad for me…

Jeff the Killer x gn!reader

(No specified gender was requested so I just made it gn)

Warnings: rough Jeff, creampie

NOT PROOF READ, MINORS DNI

“It was your fault he almost got away.” He scoffed, you rolled your eyes at him. “How? You were the one distracting me.” You guys were on a mission and now you were heading back, the moonlight was shining through the trees in the forest, illuminating it just enough to see what was infront of you. “Really…” he asked sarcastically. “And how exactly did I do that?”

You stopped walking. “Well.. you just look hot when you kill people.” You shrugged and kept walking, only to be yanked back by your shirt and pushed against the hard surface of a tree. You wince in pain. “Dude the fuck was that for?!” You look at him, he was a couple inches from your face, “Say it again.” His voice was low. You shuddered, he was acting different..”Jeff what? Say wh-“ he cut you off. “Say it again.” You thought for a minute, brows furrowing. “You…look hot when you kill people?” You said hesitantly, unsure if that was the right answer.

You heard him let out a sigh, “You tryna get me all worked up, baby?” You blushed at the nickname. “And what if I was? What are you gonna do?” You teased, smirking at him. “Turn around.” You blinked but complied. You felt his cold hands go under your shirt and feel all over your body. Then his hands unbuttoned your pants and continued to pull them down along with your undergarments. His hand then made its way to your hole and dipped in one finger then another..slowly pumping in and out.

You bit your lip. “Aw ya shy?” He teased, the pace was speeding up then he stopped. “I’ll make you make some noise.” You heard his belt jingling along with his pants unzipping. Your hands gripped the tree infront of you when you felt him slap his cock on your ass repeatedly before lining up with your hole. He pushed in slowly then grabbed your hips with a bruising force and forced himself deeper. Your body jolted forward with a moan. He laughed and pulled out then slammed back in again. “Jeff please..” your hole clenched.

“Fuck- clench me again bab- haah-“ he moaned. He sped up his pace, your body bounced with every thrust. Your legs were shaking, your hand came up to cover your mouth so you wouldn’t moan too loudly. That was short lived though because Jeff ripped your hand away from your mouth. “It’s just us, darling. No need to be shy.” He moved his free hand down there to stimulate you more. A sharp loud moan of Jeff’s name could be heard, your nails digging into the tree.

You felt him twitch when you said his name. “God- Jeff please..cum inside of me..wanna feel it so bad.” You begged. He smirked, any words he said flew right over your head. You came and it was a lot. You knew he would be teasing you about this after but you didn’t care…as long as you got to feel him right now. His hips stilled, his cum shot into you. He was so deep you whined. His hands caressed your sides as an apology for being so rough.

When you both caught your breaths he pulled out and pulled your pants up for you, turning you around to button then back up then fixed himself. “That…felt amazing..” you said, breathless. “If I had known you’d felt so good I would’ve fucked you sooner.” His words caused you to blush. Jeff secretly hoped you both got missions together in the future.

#I feel like this is so bad bro #oh well #GOODNIGHT GUYS #creepypasta #jeff the killer #smut #jeff the killer smut #creepypasta smut

[sleepytiredblorboaddict]

When you're scared of the dark

pairing(s) : eyeless jack/reader, jeff the killer/reader

reader : gn, reader is a human, reader isnt a creep, unspecified everything body-wise

cw : power outage, creeps live in a mansion, jeff is kind of an ass but he makes up for it, jack purrs bc im predictable

edit: HELP I DIDN'T REALIZE I POSTED IT WITHOUT FINISHING JEFF'S PART LMAO

Eyeless Jack

a little miffed, if he's honest

i mean- you live in a mansion of killers

despite that, the moment the power in the mansion goes out, your fear scent permeates the room

the two of you were chilling in his nest when the power kicked the bucket, leaving the two of you with no light but the crack of lightning outside jack's windows

you frozen before cuddling against him tighter, shaking lightly

he's not dumb, he knows what's going on. he just doesn't understand how this is the thing, of all things, to get to you

his tail sweeps over your tangled legs and curls around your thigh, and he held you securely to himself

a deep purr rumbles to life in his chest, his accent heavy as he mumbles comforting words into your ear

the occasional boom of thunder serves as a backdrop

he holds you until you've calmed, continuing to rub your back until he hears light snores from you

he makes a mental note to keep more candles in his room. also to get a nightlight, since he realized now why you had your own

overall he's sensitive about it. he can see in the dark but he understands why it might freak you out- especially with all the monsters around the mansion. you're only human after all

Jeff the Killer

he's goin to be a lot more of an asshole about it im ngl

at first, when the power shuts off and he hears you yelp, he laughs

he teases you a bit, but when he hears you start to sob he freaks

like,,, holy shit did he do that? fuck this is his fault he shouldn't have laughed he felt like such an asshole right now and-

he heard you shifting in the dark, trying to get up off his bed. panicking, he shot up to grab your wrist and pull you back

this doesn't really help your current issue, but at least the cool feeling of his undead body helps to ground you

"im sorry babe-- its okay, promise, nothin will getcha"

he continued to try his best to reassure but he's bad at this lol

brings you down to the common room and lights the fireplace to bring you both light and warmth (being that the heating went out too)

sits with you in front of it and plays something on his phone

probably one of those weird mobile games or some youtube video

p much anything to distract you from the current situation

overall, dont go to him if you want to be laughed at. but once he realizes that you're serious he does his best

#creepypasta #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #jtk #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack x reader #jeff the killer x reader #ej x reader

[the-s1lly-corner]

HEEEEEEEELLLLLLLOOOOOOO may we get platonic older brother found family jeff the killer and kid!reader plspls I loved the post where he's cutting the readers hair and I desperately need more big bro jeff content

Platonic Jeff x kid!reader

Nono because I need to write more for jeff, but I'm kind of picky with what I write for him given my own discomforts GUH

LOVE when jeff is brotherly

You guys get bonus ben hcs too since hes always with jeff in my silly au

So you know that scene from adventure time where simon breaks a window and tells marceline that it's wrong? That's basically the dynamic, except jeff rarely actually enforces right vs wrong...

I dont think he would make you take part in his killings, not even as a witness. Hell, in my au/Hc hes toned down by the time it all takes place. Still an ass though...you both kind of live running from the law, so you're never in a place for long and you dont carry much with you guys

"Kid turn around for a second" proceeded by the sound of him breaking a car window open and then hot wiring said car...he keeps checking in on you as you sleep in the back seat

He cuts your hair and TRIES to patch up your clothes when they get ruined. He doesn't become particularly skilled at sewing but he does get decent enough to make your clothing last longer until you guys can find a replacement

He has already stolen from stores, nothing is going to stop him from stealing something for you if you want or need something

When you get older he teaches you how to defend yourself in the case of something happening, though sometimes when hes on a clearer headspace he sometimes thinks about leaving you at a police station so you can have a better life.. at least a shot of having a normal one.. that kind of becomes its own internal batter in him

Going by my hc/au once more, ben is here with you guys albeit stuck on a DS! Good news is you can play games and have a friend to keep you company when jeff is out! You and ben become friends and share a dynamic similar to the one bed and jeff had, before jeff grew up.. he shares some inside jokes with you and kind of makes fun of jeff behind his back

#creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagine #jeff the killer imagine #jeff the killer headcanons #jeff the killer headcanon #jeff the killer x reader #jeff the killer x you