Creepypasta x Reader Oneshots

Dumb Bets Jason The Toymaker x Reader

I laughed at my boyfriend's antics. He was making fun of the movie playing on screen.

"You can't outrun a dinosaur! Jesus Christ!" He argued.

I giggled, and he looked down at me. "It's completely unrealistic my dear, you must understand." He says, gesturing to the movie.

"Well I mean if you count the dinosaurs, it wasn't meant to be realistic." I counter. He nods.

3rd Person P.O.V

LJ and Candy Pop stared at the happy couple on the couch. (Y/N) was nestled in Jason's arms, a smile rested upon Jason's face.

"Betcha if we flirt with (Y/N) he'll go nuts and kick our asses," LJ snickered.

"No, I think he'll calmly tell us to stop. Wouldn't wanna go psycho nuts in front of his beloved." Candy disagreed.

"Oh you're on." LJ challenged, laughing evilly.

Reader P.O.V

As soon as the movie ended LJ walked into the room. He sat on the couch Jason and I resided on, very close to me.

"Hey (Y/N), what's your favourite silver wear?" He asked.

I slowly turned to look at LJ. I was so confused. Favourite silver wear? What? Is this a prank?

Well, I mean it is Laughing Jack we're talking about here.

"A knife." I grinned, a dangerous glint in my eye.

"Mine's a spoon, cause I'd love to spoon you." He winked at me.

Raising his unnaturally long arms, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me onto his lap. I squeaked, surprised.

LJ dug his face into my neck, cuddling me. Jason looked flabbergasted, and I couldn't say I felt any different than he.

Jason's face morphed into a very pissed off look. I just shrugged at him.


That night at dinner I cooked with Slender. Just a simple meal of chicken and mashed potatoes.

"Dinner!" Slender called.

Many footsteps thumped on the stairs. Chairs at the table began filling up. Many arms reached for food set in the middle of the large table.

Jason walked by me, kissing my cheek and giving my ass a little slap. I blushed, but gave him a sweet smile all the same. He smiled back, I'm glad to say the I am the only one who has the pleasure of receiving that genuine smile.

Lost in my thought about my amazing boyfriend I didn't hear the footsteps creeping up behind me.

Arms wrapped around my waist, and a head was laid on the junction between my shoulder and neck.

"So sugartits, what's for dinner?" Candy's voice asks, just loud enough for Jason to hear.

The creepypasta's heads turn, staring at Candy Pop and I. My face is flushed bright red. Many faces are filled with confusion, and I understand why. Everyone knows I'm dating Jason.

Jason stops walking abruptly. He turns slowly.

"I asked you a question baby doll." Candy mutters, smirking at Jason.

Jason has the most venomous glare on his face I had ever seen. He was beyond livid.

The creepypasta's eyes looked from Jason to Candy and back again. The atmosphere was tense, no words were spoken.

You could practically hear the wild west standoff music.

I rolled my eyes, bringing my elbow up I smashed it into Candy's face. He yelled, his grip loosening. I used this to grab his arm, twisting him around so I held his arm behind his back. I then used my foot to shove him to the ground.

I grabbed Jason's hand, walking to the table while listening to Candy's groans of pain.

At around noon the next day I was minding my own damn business, walking through the living room when hands shoved me up against the wall.

I looked to see a pointy monochrome nose.

"God LJ what is up with you and Candy lately?!" I groaned.

"I think you know what we want baby," he whispered, leaning into my neck.

"GET THE FUCK OFF MY GIRLFRIEND!!!" Jason's voice screamed.

I looked at him to see Jason, his face flushed red with anger.

Is that...jealousy I see?

Jason rips LJ off of me, pulling him down to the ground, leg on his stomach. Jason turns to me and kisses me fiercely. His arms slide around my waist and mine in turn around his neck.

He pulled away, "mine." He mumbles possessively. I just nodded with a flushed face, catching my breath.

"Shall we?" Jason gestured to a terrified LJ on the floor.

"Of course," I grinned.

And with that we kicked LJ's ass together.

BONUS

3rd Person P.O.V

"Fine, you win," Candy grumbled, pulling a twenty out of his pocket for the injured LJ. LJ's body was covered in many bandages and gauze from the beating he took from (Y/N) and Jason. Both creepypastas had very broken noses.

"Double or nothing?"

"NO!"



LJ: I'm stupid, but not that stupid.
Joy: I was gonna give myself more time for this, but I got bored.
Masky: I like that pick up line. I'm gonna use it.
Hoodie: Nono Masky please don't.
Masky: There's better ones though.
Hoodie: No Masky do-
Masky: Hey Joy, if you were a chicken you'd be impeccable.
Joy: You're not allowed to speak ever again.

Requested by AnekoMidnight