You like to read silly fanfics of a dysfunctional family and simp for them? Well- welcome to my book!
[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒.]
I write about those silly members within the family! Looking forward to...
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A/N :; I will have different personalities for the reader in different imagines/chapters, I'm really sorry if you dislike how I wrote them, but please bare with me. :')
— " 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓. " 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑.
It was an unfortunate situation you found yourself in ; You were hiding away in a room somewhere, while five was actively still trying to hunt you down. Five was acting so odd these days around you, it was almost unsettling to even feel his presence around you anymore.
You knew five was an intelligent, sarcastic and an arrogant yet kind and caring person in his own ways. But it somehow lend you both to this scenario ; where he literally killed someone for you.
You cupped your hand over your mouth, attempting to at least try to quiet down your breathing. You were trembling badly, it didn't help to calm your nerves when you were in a practically abandoned building. You were foolish enough to run into his trap, and now you had no way out.
Unbeknownst to you, five knew exactly where you were ; he just wanted to scare you more, perhaps he'd scare you into submission. Then you'll maybe succumb to him and crawl back to his feet like an obedient puppy.
He found that thought oddly satisfying. He seemed to be in a trance as he slowly walked through the building, his footsteps loud and heavy with each step ; his footsteps rang out and echoed within the hallow building.
An almost maniacal grin was on his face, he looked completely and utterly insane. He was drenched from head to toes in a crimson fresh coat of blood. It smelled horrific, and metallic. Yet he didn't seem to mind. His only priority now was finding you, his little sweetheart.
" Where are you, [Name]? Come out, baby. "
He called out to you, his tone was one so sickening sweet, so filled to the brim with love and affection. But you knew better ; it was no love, it was obsession. He loves you in a twisted sense. He didn't just want your love, no no.. he craved your love, he needed your love.
