spoiler alert its brilex and theres alot of fluff angst and msut HANB why do i need covers again ??? i should mention i fucking hate oputting tags.

- REQUESTS CLOSED / SLOW UPDATES - The one-shots are killer x reader only, sorry survivor lovers! Photo cover belongs to kawarayane -- Started on: 11.29.2o18 Ended on: Ongoing

I stare at my hands. The horrible stench of mixed blood. Blue and red together. I sigh and wipe it off on my jacket. "W-what about all this!" The rookie looked at me. A horrible expression filled his face, I stop and turn fully towards him. "It's apart of the job kid." I started to walk away, leaving him beind. "Don't worry, you'll get used to it...I did." With that, I walked out the building. "(Y/N). Why are you lying? You're not like that at all." Hank walked up to him and pulled him away from the rookies who circled around them. "Stop it Hank! I was telling them how cool I am! You ruined it!" Hank sighed and walked away with (Y/N). (Y/N) whining the whole time. The rookies were very confused. Very very confused.

Jason Voorhees forever haunted camp crystal lake. Murdering anyone who step foot on his ground. Blake bored of his mundane life comes looking for a death wish decides to pay the masked killer a visit. Will Blake get what he wants? Or is this just another way for Blake to get fucked in the ass (literally). (THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR SENSITIVE MORONS) (YES THERE IS A LOT OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND GRAMMAR ISSUES, I WILL FIX ONCE THE BOOK IS COMPLETELY) (IF YOU ARE SMART ENOUGH TO POINT THEM OUT, THEN SURELY YOU CAN READ THROUGH THEM, THIS IS WATTPAD NOT ENGLISH CLASS)

A dead by daylight reader insert story because hey its a cool game. Be prepared for a slim chance of romance, mentions of an abusive relationship, and descriptive gore. It may not be too bad, I can't tell. Ive been desensitized to it... Anyways I hope you enjoy.

Run, that's all I can do. Every minute, every second I spend in this continuing cycle of hell. I feel my breath getting heavier every second as run to hide. Surviving is the only thing that is on my mind, for how much longer I, don't know. He's after me since I am the last one alive. I never thought about the constant idea of dying from different murderous people. He's alittle different tho, and not in a good way obviously. Something about this one stands out from the others. I can't stop to just think with a target on my back. He's still looking for me. Little did I know he had more in store then just killing me.

ON HOLD! The cover art is by me :> This story is going to be updated slowly due to me having school. Everything is really just a work in progress and isn't going to be x reader right away, it's going to move pretty slowly so if you want to wait to read this, that's perfectly fine! With school being tomorrow for me, I'll try to post a chapter or two daily. If you didn't read this, that's fine, I'm still putting an A/N at the beginning to explain some things.

(Y/N) was never much of an Angel. Skipping school, getting into fights, disappearing without telling anyone. Everyone around him were nothing but critics who only succeeded in frustrating him. Spending his time by obsessing over music, he finally began to settle down as he found his talent. That was until the fog overtook him. Finding himself in a cold, depressing new world, he comes to the knowledge that he was in one sick and twisted game. But what happens when the god of the realm tests his abilities in both sides of the trial? I hold no rights to any of the art in this story, nor do I hold any rights to Dead By Daylight or the characters in the game. Rated Mature for descriptive violence, blood/gore, sex.

Cover art by twitter user @.KRNart This will contain drabbles, headcanons, and one-shots with almost always a male reader

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