Creepypasta reader inserts

BEN Drowned x Reader

(A/N: I personally don't really play many video games, so the majority of info is coming from my friend Nerdy.)

Walking home from school every day sucked. I personally am a gamer. Meaning air conditioned places are my habitats. Preferably secluded. Meaning my room is my safe haven. Once reaching the door, entering the house, I dramatically slammed it shut as an announcement of sorts to say to my mom that I'm home. Scrambling up the stairs to my own personal heaven, I closed the door and locked it behind me. My mom wasn't really into the gaming thing so she just got me what I asked for without even thinking of the themes of the game. So when I play my video games, I always shut and lock the door behind me so I don't have to worry about my mom seeing what I'm playing. My current obsession is Mortal Kombat X. I know its Mortal Kombat Ten, but it sounds more badass with the x at the end.

Popping the disk into the system, I got the controller and started playing, sitting on the couch. Personally my favorite character is Erron Black. Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Choosing to play as Erron, I clicked the random button for who I would go up against. In the end, it was Erron versus Kung-Lao. Starting to play, I noticed weird glitches in the game. Seeing as I just recently started playing the game at all, I chose for the AI difficulty to be on easy so I could learn what buttons do what. I know, a very noobish thing to do, but I always did it. But the weird thing is that even though the AI's were on easy, they still always beat me. I'm not the best at video games, but I've never gotten this many losses in a row. Plus, normally when on easy, the AI doesn't move as rapidly and blocks less, but the AI was playing as if an expert were controlling it.

Determined to win at least once, I growled and shifted my position on the couch so I would be able to concentrate better. Using the few combos I had memorized, I tried my best to beat the stupid AI. Eventually both Kung-Lao and Erron had just a miniature amount of health left. Deciding to attempt an x-ray for a finishing move, I preformed the trick-shot. When it didn't end the fight, I screeched in frustration. Just mashing buttons at this point, the words FINISH HIM flashed on the screen. Calling out a "FUCK YEAH!" I ran over to my laptop to look up on Google how to do a fatality using Erron Black, praying I wouldn't screw it up. Running back to the abandoned controller, I pressed the buttons correctly, causing the fatality to actually happen. Watching the amazing bloodbath that is a fatality, I turned around and gave a little happy dance. Smiling as wide as possible, I turned around to play again, only to scream in surprise.

"FUCK NAH MAN I KNOW THERE AIN'T NO MOTHERFUCKING COSPLAYING BITCH IN MY ROOM MOTHERFUCK"

Ironically I'm supposedly the shy innocent one of my friend group. Because I screamed so loud the guy, who had a weird ass Link costume, covered his ears with his hands, hissing in pain.

"Dammit woman, first you beat me at Mortal Kombat, now you make me deaf with your fucking screeching!" the guy yelled.

Remaining silent, I examined his features more closely. So far he looked like a Link cosplayer. The elf ears, hat, and outfit were a dead giveaway. But there was also blood all over the outfit. His eyes were also black with red pupils. Seeing as he looked fairly familiar, I scoured my brain for the answer as to who he is. Finally it kicked in. One night I couldn't go to sleep so I decided, being the genius that I am, to look up scary stories. The one that made me turn off my computer and blare music on my phone instead was the one about BEN Drowned. It hit way too close to home seeing as I'm always playing around on whatever game system I can get my hands on. Remembering that a murderer is in front of me, I sprang into action, throwing the controller at the Link wannabe. Shit. Now what?

As if reading my thoughts, the elf boy thing smirked, and started walking towards me. He was going really slowly. There was only about five feet between us. My eyes flickering around the room, I noticed the bottle of water that I kept beside my bed. When I wake up my mouth is always dry. Anyways, the guy supposedly drowned right? So maybe he's scared of water? Grabbing the water bottle and uncapping it, I held it in front of me, ready to squeeze it so water would shoot out.

The elf ghost person thing stared at it in confusion before realizing what I was planning. He started laughing. Muffled and slow at first, then picking up, becoming a full on laugh, red tears streaming down his face as he started being unable to breath from laughing so much. As it slowed down to a chuckle, he started talking wiping tears from his eyes.

"You do realize I'm not afraid of water right? If I was I wouldn't be able to drown people. That's just a myth of sorts made by fangirls. Dumbass, did you really think that water would stop me?" BEN said, his voice still strained as he still hadn't fully caught his breath yet.

Not knowing what to do I awkwardly shuffled then deciding 'fuck it, he's going to murder me anyways,' I squeezed the bottle, showering him in water. Watching to see how he would react, I myself started laughing as he had as shell shocked look on his face. He must have thought I wouldn't of done it now that I know he's not afraid of water.

"Holy shit dude, your fucking face," I cried out, still laughing my ass off.

The shock on his face soon melted into amusement as he too realized how comical the situation was.

"Well shit, now I have to get dried up and shit. Perhaps I'll see you tomorrow (Y/n)." He said, still chuckling.

"Maybe. WAIT HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME IS (Y/N)!" I shouted as he climbed into the TV.

He simply looked back at me and smirked.

"Maybe I'll tell you if you can beat me again tomorrow."

Challenge accepted.