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Creepypasta x reader. Under the mistletoe. L.J.
you turn around and come face-to-face with L.J. "h-hey L.J.". you say.
'man he's scary. But why do I have a crush on him'. "hello [y/n] want some candy?". he asks. "it's ok to eat right your not trying to kill me ... right?". you ask. "of course it's ok to eat here have some". he says and hands you some of him candies and smiles at you. You eat the candy and feel fine so I guess he didn't want to kill you. "hey want to go and kill some kids in their dreams with me?". L.J. asks. "hmm sure I guess". you say. He smiles and grabs your hand and leads you outside and down the road. you get into a little girls room. You walk up to her and look at her sleeping face. It was cute. But soon that will change. you smirk and look at L.J. And nod telling him that your ready. he smiles and takes your hand and then you were in the little girls dream. You look around and see the little girl playing with a butterfly. you look at L.J. who is now smirking. he looks at the blue sky and it turns into a storm
Happiness [Yandere!Kankri x Reader]ohhh
ooH SNAP SHITS ABOUT TO GET REAL UP IN HERE SON
woot because Yandere!Homestuck is always good. Always good.
//is coming from a yandere herself
mAYBE ILL DO A SERIES LIKE THIS
I won't be using the quirks, they're really hard to keep up with ahhh
Coffee. That's the first thing, you decided, to get before the first day of Senior Year of high school at Sburb High. Your name is __________, and you were tired as fuck. You had to meet up, with your best friend, Dave Strider, at Starbucks, even though he insisted meeting at Caribou Coffee, which you quickly interjected with a, "Use your brain, it's in the opposite direction!"
"But they're more ironic."
"What'll be ironic is when my fist smashes into your face, Striderp."
That ended the conversation you had with him, and you smiled at the thought, waiting for the damn kid to come so you could walk to school together.
Sighing, you stood up as someone flung the door open, and da
Jeff X Reader Christmas Killer Part 3 LEMONAfter a 2 weeks you and Jeff got more into your "relationship" until one day Ben wanted to play a game. " The game is called Love in the closet " as he looked at everyone. "Since ____ is the only girl she is our fate..." he said as pushing his hat full of stuff into your face. " Okay! Okay! I'm going to pick" grabbing the hat and feeling around in the soft, bloody, and sharp stuff. You pulled out a big Jeff doll that had stuff written in blood on it. The words said "Go To Sleep" on it. You seemed a little happy that you knew it was Jeff. "I knew I was going to be picked.. even know all of you know ____ is mine." Jeff said as he walked over to you. "Now Jeff only 10 minuets in the closet and that's it!" Slender said as opening the doors of the big closet to let you and Jeff go in. " I know Mr. Faceless its not like I'm stupid" Jeff said to Slender. Slender almost tripped Jeff as he was the last into the closet. " You wasted some of your time talking to Slender" you said. " Eh anyway Ben
2P!Italy x 2P!Reader - Alleyways - All
Trigger Warning: Blood & Guns
As your eyes gloomed over your prey, watching his very existence tremble beneath you...
...An...empathy...shivered down your very own spine.
The once hardened grasp on your pistol began to shake.
His eyes gleaming with a hesitant glimmer of hope, only to shatter into despair as your grasp tightened to cock the gun back.
He opened his mouth, perhaps to scream or beg, only to have the barrel inserted into the opening.
Tears rolling down his face.
You smirked, whispering seductively down to him.
"Sweet dreams, passerotto mio."
You pulled the trigger quickly, causing a crimson masterpiece to splatter upon you along with the remnants of the bang.
You remained straddled above the corpse for a moment, breathing heavily and arching your back.
Your head lazily looked toward the haunting sky, only to have a gleaming smile in response.
You mimicked the grin upon your own, gaining the strength to raise to your feet, and sway away from t
2P!Italy x 2P!Reader - Alleyways - Climax
You made your way through the shadows of the night, your heels being the only identification of your presence.
Click click click click...
The sound echoed around you, startling the occasional nocturnal beast from their hunt.
It took a while, though you finally arrived to your prefered destination, the silhouette of a mansion looming before you...
The yard was as dark as the house...
Though, upon a mere step onto the property, a single room illuminated itself, the curtains rummaged through, until two violet eyes sparkled towards you, the hands gripped onto the window.
You let out a sigh, running a blood-soaked hand through your hair.
"E'un peccato... I must deal with him, now."
You whispered to yourself, waltzing yourself towards the front entrance, only to have it opened for you.
Creepypasta: The Doll Maker
The Doll Maker
There once was a man who made beautiful dolls of all shapes and sizes. He even made life sized dolls. Many requested these expensive and exquisite dolls and though these dolls brought the humble man a lot of money he lived modestly with his young son Vine.
The young boy was fascinated by his fathers work. The doll parts and finished dolls filled the home. Each was unique and had their own beautiful personality. Vine would watch in fascination as his father would paint the delicate lips upon their pale faces. He wanted to be just like his father some day a create gorgeous works of art.
One day a rich business man requested an ornate life sized doll from the humble doll maker, he went by the name Gier. However the doll maker refused to make the doll upon discovering Gier was crooked and wanted the doll for perverted means. Gier grew enraged at the makers refusal, so enraged that he sent hired arms to get rid of the doll maker.
Italy x Reader - Just the beginning (HetaOni)
You softly hummed (your favourite song) as you flipped through the pages of your book, smiling at the unique-ness of the book. Not many author's these days can come up with original ideas, but you actually found a book that contained that unique feel. You, being completely focused on your book, didn't notice your phone ringing. But, eventually the device caught your attention. You let out a annoyed sigh, as you grabbed your bookmark, put it on the page and shut the book gently. You got up off of your (f/c) bed and went over to your desk, where the ringing phone was located at. You picked up the phone and clicked accept.
"Hello?" You calmly asked, trying to hide the inner annoyance.
"(y/n)~!" The voice greeted happily.
You smiled as soon as you remembered who it was, "Hey Feli~"
"Can you-a come over? I want to tell you-a something!" He said, and you could almost hear the squeaking in his chair as he bounced in it.
"I don't know Feli," You sighed as you glanced back over at your book, "I
2P!Italy x 2P!Reader - Alleyways - Final
"Cucciola, you've been running around again..."
Luciano whispered, he leaned on the doorway. Blocking you from entering the household.
His lilac eyes seemed to pierce into yours, you looked away for a moment.
Your lips tightened, finally you returned your eyes to his.
"Mi dispiace, maestro."
You placed a bloody hand towards his face, in an attempt to stroke his cheek.
"I had to be rid of him, he was between us."
Luciano took a hold of your hand, before you were given the opportunity to comfort him.
He smirked, running one of your digits down his tongue.
You blushed a cherry blossom shade, although you had just entered a dream.
He pulled you towards him, your evidence smearing onto his shirt.
"Io ti ucciderò, Cucciola."
He purred into your ear, your heart racing as the door was shut.
"Perhaps not today... But one day... I shall."
He pulled you into a closer embrace, tasting the velvet of your accomplishment.
You were his, unti
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