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Stay Jeff the Killer X Reader Chapter 1 ~~~ A.N.: (y/n)= your name, (e/c)=eye color, (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, (f/c)=favorite color, (y/h)=your hometown, and your 16, only thing I'm really choosing about you XD. Hope you all enjoy the first part of my Jeff the Killer X Reader story, Stay! :D I got this idea from playing the game 'Illusion: Ghost Killer' which, if any of you  know, is a Jeff the Killer game where your in what seems like an old, abandoned (SCARY) factory and you have to walk around (YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THERE) and place cameras in these red circles that are randomly around the place (AND ITS HUGE)! So yeah, it made me

ι'м нєяє. || You may change the hair and stuff to whatever if you like just I made it that way since she was adopted and all so she shouldn't really look like them-- || Tick. Tick. The soft sound of the clock ticking was the only thing to be heard through out the Drevis family's girls room, the moon shinned brightly through the peak of the curtain as two girls layed fast asleep next to one another. Everything was so peaceful and quiet, crickets chirped soundly as a soft warm air breezed through the slightly open window causing it's curtains to sway about calmly. The sound of bed sheets moving about was si

Lєт'ѕ мєєт αgαιη ѕσмє∂αу. Reader x Dio Saying you honestly wanted to save your step-father was a hard thing to do, you knew of the things he did down there in the basement from all the noises and screams you heard but even if you hated him for it and even if you wanted nothing more than to free those who have suffered far more greater than you ever have before mister Drevis took you in, but alas your well sister Aya wanted nothing more than to save him even though she also understood what he had been doing down there for so long, it all sta

The first meeting... The silence and darkness was unnerving to Kaneki as he thought how much time passed inside the prison Yamori had put him in. He gave up on the idea of giving up seeing it as a futile effort. Right now was one of those rare times when Yamori wasn’t torturing him, and he would relish in the so little time he had to himself. While thinking to himself he suddenly tensed at the sound of the door creaking open thinking that it was the sadistic ghoul who was torturing him for quite a while now. He couldn’t be quite sure though since there was blindfold that was covering his vision and the fact that the sound of the

AUTHOR NOTE: The picture I'm using is created by: Ren-Ryuki, you can see his/her art on deviantart. A little heads up, the reader's personality is somewhat shy and not outspoken. You'll see as you read more. I'm not making the reader's personality all tough. I'm gonna keep it a bit realistic. I mean, most of us, when we see mysterious beings will either freak out or stay silent with a shocked and freaked out expression. At least... I know a lot of people wouldn't thrash their bodies and stuff around because they'll get killed... ENJOY! Taking long walks down the evergreen forest was something you had been doing since you had first moved into

The entire debacle started - and if someone pushed you enough to admit it, your crush on him, too - when you were four years old. You really only knew Oikawa Tooru as the daycare’s resident brat. Unlike you, who was a perfectly well-behaved and well-mannered child, he went around causing havoc for the daycare’s caretakers to deal with. Whether he was stealing toys from other kids, making a mess out of anything and everything, or blubbering about how he was being ‘bullied’ (that is, after he made fun of another kid), he was nothing but an utter nuisance, and so for the most part, you steered clear of him. You were litt

(When Oikawa is concerned about someone besides himself, he puts his boasting personality to the side and is actually a sweetheart. Despite the act he puts on, he is a softie.) Oikawa wasn't one to worry. Iwaizumi would describe him as the most careless person in the world. Whether it came to school, sports, or girls, Oikawa had all of it under control. There wasn't a single thing to worry about. That is, until he found himself pacing back and forth in the waiting room of the nearby hospital, worry eating away at his carefree image. Iwaizumi sat idle in a nearby chair, eyes focused on the pale white tiles of the sterile hospital floor. He h