hard launching a new story. not a romance perhaps. 🦄

Just a common Creepypasta Seven Minutes in Heaven. Reader insert and also beware of warnings. The story contains: gore, rape themes, curses, smut (lemons) and much more. Please be aware of those before starting to read this~

So you have found me and my friend creepily making our way through the forest as if we were expecting something. Your curiousity got the best of you and you chose to follow us deep within the forest. Who knows what you will find

As the title reads, this is you in a toxic relationship with the characters. As this is my first story I'll only be adding 6 of my favorite characters which are Jeff, Toby, Puppeteer, Tim/Masky, Brian/Hoodie and Jason the Toymaker! ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ I really hope you do enjoy this story, and please leave any suggestions for some stories you'd like in the future if I plan too keep this going!! :)

They were after you. You weren't sure why, nothing really made sense. Somehow they were convinced you knew something, they wanted answers; answers you didn't have. After being kidnapped, abused, and interrogated; you were more then ready to give up. That was until he came along, sparking a little bit of hope inside your beaten and tired form. You couldn't just give up, couldn't give them that satisfaction. You'd get through this. Alive.

Masky × Hoodie × Reader × Toby You were sure that once you escaped the city you'd live peacefully isolated in the woods...until one day, you caught the attencion of three murderous killers who wish no more than to one day own your heart. 《Also available on Quotev》

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

"Cmon. Don't say you've never done this before." "No Jack, I've never wanted to kill my self by rolling off a hill." ........ As I came to a stop at the bottom of the hill, leaves covered my vision. Jack was the one to take them off. At that moment I seemed to forget everything he was. Like I was being blinded by the October leaves. I am not the artist. I found it on Google. All credit to the artist if you know who it is. Bc God knows I'm bad at drawing.

ㅡ Never have I ever in my entire life thought I'd fall for a serial killer. guys i wrote this like five years ago dont read it its ass

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/