Jeff the killer x reader oneshots (aka feeding my inner 13 year old)

26 and struggling(SMUT)

CONTINUATION OF MY '16 AND CURIOUS' SMUT FIC! heavy smut with minor plot basically, MINORS DNI, i know i cant stop you, but seriously, dont fuck your minds up, i know the internet is a weird fucking place and you've probably watched some weird shit already, but dont do what i did; go read an age-appropriate fic,i gots plenty of those

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'I promise, I'll be back one day too. We're gonna get our own place yeah?'

'yeah, all to ourselves'

'mom n' dad said we're gonna come back down for summer vacation! I'll get to see you!'

'Jeffery's in the hospital honey, he was attacked'

'the Woods family has been mysteriously murdered in their own home, their son; Jeffery Woods, was never found, some suspect he is the culprit but there has been no proof found since the house was burned down soon after the murders'

'Jeff the killer is on the rise, lock all windows and doors throughout until he is apprehended.'

Your best friend, the boy you loved so dearly, the one you wanted to fucking marry, to live with, to grow old with...was gone. Replaced by a grotesque monster who stalked and killed in the night. You remembered it like it was yesterday, hugging him for the last time, feeling his body heat against you; the last time you kissed him. you missed Jeff, you really did; he had been your first love, your first experience. Of course, it would be hard to let someone like that go.

But you forced yourself to, you would not be overshadowed by nostalgia and old feelings if you ever encountered him. Jeff, your best friend, was gone. only Jeff the killer remained now; and you would be damned if you died by his hand.

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It had been 10 long years since that day, since you had last seen him, you were almost 26 now. Only a few weeks to go actually. You sighed, clocking out from your job and waving goodbye to your co-workers, it had been a damn long day and you were just ready to go home and get some rest after your three days of work straight. You hummed to yourself as you walked to your car, pulling out the keys as you got closer before something caught your attention out of the corner of your eye.

Your workplace had a gated parking lot, thank god for that, but someone was standing just outside of it. Wearing a dark grey hoodie with a black leather jacket over it, black baggy pants, combat boots, a mask, sunglasses, and his hands were bandaged to high heaven. Whoever it was, was giving you the creeps. You kept your eye on him as you slid into your car, noticing he wasn't looking at you, but at something across the street. You noticed a homeless man, he was a bit of an asshole, always screaming at you and your female co-workers when you were just existing, harassed anyone he could, and was a classic crackhead.

He was one of the outcasts, separated from the others by a long shot. In fact, the others made it a point to try to keep him away from any of you, considering many times you and your coworkers had given them food, clothes, anything they would need to survive out in the cold or heat.

You licked your lips nervously, glancing between the hooded person and the homeless man before starting your car and locking your doors, the hooded person whirling around at the sound, their black hair dusting across their sunglasses. You shivered, fuck you did not like their vibes. Whoever they were.

You quickly pulled out of the parking lot and thanked whatever gods were listening for no cars crossing from either side. You glanced back at the hooded person, frowning as you saw a flash of familiar blue eyes as they lowered their sunglasses. No-no. It couldn't be, so many people had blue eyes, had those icy blue eyes you used to stare at for hours. You shook your head, continuing down the street; you needed to get home.