Imma start off with my fave pasta guy cause idk :')) but hopefully this comes out smoothly... (pray for me guys) and if you guys like it, I'll continue just for you lovelys!
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(???)POV:
"I ended up coming back to (F/n)'s house again after my 'hunting' , I guess you can call it. I don't know why I keep coming here though, it's strange... something I never felt before... and It's only when i see (F/n) and (F/n) only...when I look down at his sleeping figure or when I watch him through his bedroom window... it gives me a weird feeling in my stomach. I always thought it was my hunger, but the first time I came to (f/n)'s house right when I'm about to take his organs... something in my head told me not to. But why? Why did I stop myself? What makes this guy so special? It's really starting to annoy me..." I let out a small growl and mentally slapping myself for doing this (for the third time this week) but I shook It off and quickly ran across the lawn to the backyard to avoid getting caught. I quietly made my way up the tree that stood by (f/n )'s window, I looked though the glass making sure he wasn't there or at least not awake and I sighed In relief. I grabbed the window ledge and hoisted myself into (f/n)'s room careful not to make any noise that could alert him... if he was even home. But then... I froze when I heard the bedroom door opening with a loud creaking noise that made me flinch a bit... (f/n) just walked in the room and he saw me. His eyes went wide and he opened his mouth to scream. That's when I lunged at him. Fuck....can this get any worse?
Reader's POV:
My eyes go wide as I enter my room to retrieve my history textbook, there was this thing by the window... it just stood there staring at me... it was wearing a navy blue mask with black tar coming from the eyes, and the rest of its attire was black. I felt my throat go dry and my body started to tremble. I opened my mouth to scream but then it lunged at me, tackling me to the floor. "GET OFF PLEASE!!! SOMEONE HELP M-PHH!!!" I yelled but was cut off by the thing's gloved hand covering my mouth tightly. I squirmed under it's grip but it was no use they held me down with a strong force... I should've just went with my mom to her friend's house. My eyes started to water and I began to sob. The thing leaned over next to my ear and pulled up the mask just enough to see it's shark like teeth that made me shrink back in fear, "Shut your mouth, I'm not here to hurt you! But if you keep this up, I just might..." it (or he judging by his voice) whispered harshly. He then moved over towards my face so that he was "looking" at me but... waaay too close for my liking, "Now (f/n)... I'm going to remove my hand... will you promise not to scream?" He said in a low raspy voice. I furiously nodded my head in response and he slowly removed his hand away from my mouth. I didn't speak,I didn't make a move.... I don't know what he was capable of... and I really don't want to find out. He sighed and he got off of me, he reached out his hand towards me. I hesitated a bit but I took it anyways. He pulled me up and then he started to speak again, "Look I... I know this looks bad but I can explain (f/n)..." I raised an eyebrow suspiciously, "H-how? How do you know my name?" I questioned mentally cursing at myself for my stutter. I began taking a slow cautious step back, the back of my legs hitting my nightstand that was by my bed. "I said that I wasn't going to hurt you! Just give me a ch- OOF!" I cut off by grabbing the lamp that stood on the nightstand and threw it at him. It hit him in his face knocking his mask off completely now and making him fall and groan in the process. Then I made a break for it down the hallway towards the front door.
Eyeless Jack's POV:
That's it. I'm going to fucking murder this brat. I got back up quickly, ignoring the pain that throbs in my jaw from the blow (yeah, it was just a lamp but that doesn't mean it still won't hurt like a bitch) and ran after him, forgetting about my mask. It didn't take me long to catch up to him, caught him just in time before he reached the door. I pulled him back from the collar of his shirt making him fall to the ground. He tried getting back up and I held him down by his wrists. He tried kicking me and even headbutted me, making me hiss at the pain. I moved my hands to his neck, gripping it tightly. He tried prying off my hands but it made me keep my grip tighter. His face was turning a bright red and tears were leaking from his (e/c) colored eyes as he tries to desperately gasp for air. I grinned widely as I see (f/n)'s almost now blue face relaxing... his eyes fluttering weakly... his hands releasing his grip on mine... just he was about to black out I snapped and realized what I was doing. I quickly let go of (f/n)'s slender neck and he gasped and coughed loudly holding his bruised neck, wheezing and sobbing 'shit shit SHIT this is all my fault I... I am a monster... (f/n)'s will never forgive me... he's...he's going to hate me... I didn't want to hurt him... I... I...' "I'M SORRY!!!" I yelled loudly, my voice cracking in the process. I pulled him up and roughly gave him a kiss on his soft, yet chapped lips, I then pulled away and embraced him pulling him towards my chest. (F/n) began to tremble violently and broke down into a sob. I buried myself into the crook of his neck and held him tighter. Why was I doing this? I have no idea. After about a good fifteen minutes his sobs were quieting down and his trembles decreased thankfully, tbough he was still sniffling and hiccuping... I never knew he was this sensitive, but then again I did almost kill him. He finally stopped after a few more minutes past, then he went quiet and went limp. I freaked out a bit because I thought he actually pass out, but I looked down at his soft pink, puffy face... he was just sleeping... he looked so... peaceful. I wanted to lean over and kiss him one more time but I caused enough for tonight. I wrapped him in my arms and I pulled him up holding him bridal style. Thankfully he wasn't that heavy, and I walked over to the couch and placed him on the cushiony beige couch gently. I looked at him one more time at his cute sleeping face, I bit my lip and quickly leaned over and kissed his swollen neck, "I'm sorry I broke my promise about not hurting you..." I said quietly, my lips quivered a bit but I took a deep breath and walked back up to (f/n)'s room to retrieve my mask and quickly hide the broken lamp under his bed (I know, awesome place to hide the evidence right?), and I opened the window from his bedroom and crawled out and climbed down the tree. 'I promise I'll make this up to you (f/n)... I promise... and this time I'll try to keep it... I... I love you.'-End
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Finally done!!! I might make this one into two parts just because :-> Tell me how well I did in the comments! Don't hold back, but please don't be rude :'v thank you for reading my lovelys!!!!
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Male!readers x Creepypastas
FanfictionThis is just for entertainment purposes, in reality I don't ship any of the CP characters with anyone because...well... they're psychotic killers!!! I try to make the Creeps fit their actual personalities and such, but some moments will obviously be...