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.:Jeff The Killer X Reader:. Part 13 *Writer's POV*
"It's a girl." Jane said as she held the bundle in her arms.
(Your name) smiled holding her hands out as Jane lightly lay the child in them. (Your name) looked down and softly moved the blanket away from the baby's face. She had a small tuft of (hair color) hair on her head and crystal blue eyes. She looked up at (Your name), a small smile tugging on the corners of her pale lips as she reached for her mother.
"She's beautiful." Jeff muttered from over (Your name)'s shoulder. "Maybe just as beautiful as me." He glanced over at the child's mother, his forever smile widening as she rolled her (eye color) eyes. "She has your hair." He said softly.
"And your eyes." She countered.
"What are you gonna name her?" Jane spoke up from the corner of the room and while Jeff stabbed her mentally, (Your name) just smiled thoughtfully and went into her mind for a good name.
Jeff nodded. "That's a pretty name."
I'd Kill for You Jeff the Killer X Reader Pt. 2Your POV
I woke up the next morning and grab my cellphone to check the time. It was 9:17 and my friend had text me seven times. I didn't bother to read them. I was still mad at her after last night. I walk out of my room and knock on my friend's door. There was no answer so I turn the knob and peek inside, only to discover that she wasn't there, which didn't surprise me. I walk down the hall and decide to make myself some breakfast. I was on a college campus in a small dorm house that me and (BF's name) shared.
As I sat on the couch with a bowl of cereal I turn on the TV, only to find myself watching a news report.
Breaking News! The serial killer has struck again, claiming three more innocent lives! Three college freshman were found with their throats slit in Slender woods. The victims have been identified as 20 year-old Scott Madison, 19-year old Brad Jefferson, and 19 year-old (BF's Name). The police ask for full cooperation from citizens. Please if you saw a
Pasta x Reader: Life in the Slender Mansion (Pt 1)
"Smile, come on," you beckoned the dog to follow you.
He lifted his head up, looked at you, let out a sigh-like growl, and rolled over, his back to you. Smile did like you (usually), but he just didn't feel like getting up.
"Smile! Come on! Get up!" You crouched down and began to shake the dog.
Eventually, he growled once more and sat up.
"Good boy! Now come on, follow me," you scurried over to the stairs, still beckoning. "Come on," you whispered again. He stood up and marched over to you, following you up the stairs. You smiled and ran to your room. Standing in the doorway, you began motioning for him to follow you again, "Come on, come sleep on my bedroom floor," you patted the floor.
He began walking in your direction, but as he got to your room, he kept on walking and turned the corner, creeping straight into Jeff's room and collapsing on the floor, quickly falling asleep.
"Hah, rejected by the dog!" You heard Jeff snicker through the wall, quickly joined by many more snickers fro
.:Jeff The Killer X Reader:. Part 4*Readers~POV*
You lean back on the couch, thinking about what Jeff has said. "Don't touch what belongs to me!" What was that supposed to mean? "I don't belong to him. Maybe thats just his way of keeping me safe, saying i belong to him. You think and shrug. "I'll go along with it."
Suddenly Jeff jumps up and grabs your arm, he starts dragging you up the stairs and you stumble after him.
"What?" You ask as you reach the top and he pushes you towards his room.
"Get in my bed and pretend to be asleep, BEN's back and I-" He stops as the form of another creepypasta takes shape before you. Jeff's grip on your arms tighten and he pulls you against him.
"Trying to his the new pet from me Jeffy?" The boy asks.
"Maybe." Jeff's grip grows even tighter as BEN walks towards you smirking.
"Aw, come on bro i promise i won't do anything to her!"
"I don't give a shit." Jeff growled. "Just lay off for awhile."
"Alright, alright calm down." He shrugs and disappears.
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 10
Watching the killer skeptically you sighed and picked up a stick, using it to poke the fire before you. Why was there a fire you may be asking? Well apparently you both had to wait till midnight for what ever he wanted to show you to happen, and unlike him you weren't one to brace the cold.
“How much longer?” You sighed, looking up from the fire when Smile made his way over and rested his head in your lap. Even the dog was getting tired of waiting so you knew you had been sitting there for a long ass time. You watched as the killer glanced to the sky before turning back to you.
“Half an hour, you can sleep till then if you want.” He mumbled, leaning back against the tree behind him as he spoke. You were a little surprised to hear him offer such a thing, though you weren't going to pass it up.
Lieing down in the grass you sighed and shifted so you were using your arm as a pillow. Just as you were about to go under you fel
Masky x Reader - Double Life 6
You let out a small sigh as you nuzzled your face into the crook of your saviors neck. The sounds of leaves crunching under his feet and the wind gently blowing through the tree tops. You wished so desperately to walk, to feel the same earth under your feet while your hands gripped at the nature around you, but you couldn't you had lost to much blood, to much strength.
You were so tired.
All you wanted to do was sleep.
“______, you have to stay awake till we get back to your parents house, If you fall asleep now you might not wake up.” You heard Mask rumble, his voice slightly strained as he tried to talk and climb at the same time.
“But Masky...I'm...I'm so tired...” You mumbled, trying to put his request through to the best of your ability, but your body was winning, and no matter how much you fought, your eye lids got heavier and heavier. Before you knew what was happening, you felt yourself slipping from him, your ar
Jeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife. Part XIIIJeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife.
I woke up in a dark room: my room. Today was the day my parents got back from holiday. Oh shit. I was strapped to the bed, fully clothed with a blanket on top of me. Due to my restraints, all I could move was my head, my fingers and my toes. I was tied down and tied well.
After thrashing around for minutes, I realised I wasnt alone, in the far corner of the room was a figure, sat with its knees tucked up to its chest, and its hair covering its face as it looked up at me. It took me a while to realise it was Jeff in the corner, not Jack. Man, its dark. Dark. Darkness.
Then I remembered the last words I had heard before I passed out Im not dead, I think, but Jeff said Oh god, Im confused.
I tilted my head so I could see Jeff better.
Morning he said simply,
Morning?! Fucking morning?! I think Im going to die, and when I wake all you say is Morning? You
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 4
You sighed, trying to calm your stomach the best you could. You felt like you were about to puke, and the pounding in your head didn't help. You had spent all day just sitting at the kitchen table, trying to calm your stomach and drawing. You were surprised you hadn't been bothered yet, but the house was reasonably clean, all the dishes were done and the only thing that needed to be finished was dinner which didn't need to be started for a few hours. You were just happy the one thing the boys didn't require of you was to keep them entertained, well, at least most of them, there was still-
You jumped as he slammed one of his knives down tip first into the table right next to your hand, avoiding it by centimeters. Normally you would have yelled at him at this point, maybe even get him back by pushing him into the wall and stabbing the area right next to his head, but you just didn't feel up to it today. You were to busy trying to not puke o
Love Me Like I Do You-Eyeless Jack X Reader Ch.4
Love Me Like I Do You
Eyeless Jack X Reader
A.N.:Sorry about the wait you guys! God it's been three months since I updated this! I feel so bad! DX Well now I finally lost the writer's block for this story and am finally making the next chapter! XD By the way I started a new Jeff X Reader! Go check it out! So yeah, here we go! XD
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I slowly wake up on what felt like something soft. Slowly opening my eyes I look around at my surroundings, wondering where I was. I was in a white room, its walls holding a window and some motivational posters. It had a table beside a chair and a television on the wall. Looking down I saw I was laying on two beds pushed together with a white blanket wrapped around me. How long had I slept? Finally gaining the energy I sat up and wiped the sleep from my eyes. Footsteps catch my attention and I look up as the boy from last night walks towards me while speaking.
"Ah, you're awake." He sounds to be smiling as
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