Y/N is a sixteen year old moving away from the big city to Hurricane Utah with her family: a fresh start. On her first day at a new school, she gets into a sudden argument with a rude student; following after is a, 'talk of the school', fight. Her and this snarky asshole end up getting suspended, but little do they know, this is only the beginning of their wacky story together. - A Michael Afton x Fem reader story. - will contain strong language and violence! The usual FNAF themes! - contains lots of dark and witty humour! - I'll put TWs before chapters, but there's a heads up/ introduction to everything in the AN. - Hope You Enjoy!!

When you move to Nockfell, you definitely don't expect what's waiting for you there. Even after what life has put you through, continues to put you through-Sal Fisher is definitely the most exciting thing yet. But nothing is as easy as you'd hope, and your past comes back to haunt you in multiple ways. WARNINGS; smut, violence, gore, language, sexual assault, eating disorders, underage drinking, underage use of drugs, underage smoking, etc.

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart