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I OWN NON OF THESE CHARACTERS WITHIN THIS STORY THE BEGINNING OF THIS STORY IS CRINGE PLS NOTE THAT A little bit about Y/n is that she is quite shy out in the real world, however when she's on the Internet no one can hurt her. Especially when she is texting someone new. Eventually Y/n gets added to a group chat on accident, so she puts on a fake act as an extrovert introducing themselves. However there is a catch to this 'mistake'. Y/n is in a group chat with several slashers but like any other sane person, she befriends them. They all chat, laugh, send memes to each other, you know the good shit. So Y/n life on the Internet is good, but her life at home isn't. Y/n is an only child with a father who is abusive you her and is usually out party. Y/n mother is never around since she is the only one paying the bills, food, education fees ect. So Y/n life isn't quite the best, but when she's added to this specific group chat her life will change for the better. Will Y/n fall for the slashers? Or will the slashers fall for Y/n? Find out in my new book Wrong Number, Bitch.

Your tail flicks behind you and you stepped out of the pool, droplets fall from your silver mask and onto the floor, creating a small puddle underneath you. You turn your attention to look at the three people that are seated on a higher platform. Sister imperator on the left, Papa Nihil on the right. And 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐚 in the middle, you bow towards them as a greeting, hiding the urge to shiver at the cold air hitting against your soaked body. Or was it under the cardinal's stare that filled with curiosity? A fellow sister of sin walks over and passes you a white towel and started wiping the floor that you have accidentally spilled onto. As she finishes, she bows nervously to the three higher up and turned towards you for the towel. Before you do, you gave her a bow as gratitude. She looks surprised as she smiles at you, waving her hand as she spoke. "No worries! You're on a higher title than me, so there's no need to bow." You frowned behind the mask, your tail tapping against the tiled floor in disapproval. She giggles as she opened her palm in front of you, signalling for the towel. You shook your head as you handed her the silver stained cloth to the sister, wondering if it's washable. The cardinal smiles at the sight, it looked like the sister of sin is asking her pet animal for a handshake. However it was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. The owner of the voice stood up and walks over to you. The sister of sin bows her head, "Good day sister imperator!" Before scurrying away, you bow towards sister imperator as she nods her head at you. Grabbing your clawed hands as she clasps them together, like a praying pose. But with her hands over yours. She muttered in a unfamiliar language as she spoke a blessing before opening her eyes. Sister imperator gestures you towards the crown of brothers and sisters, "All hail the new ghoul assistant of the church, . . . Mercury." 20th of Oct 2022

(Terzo x Sodo x Reader) Against your better judgment, you take on a portrait commission with suspicious beginnings. You are an atheist thrust into the world of Satanism as you meet and paint for the earth's most charming antipope. Will you walk away with your worldview untainted? Or will your little chats with Papa Emeritus the Third leave you changed forever? And what of his ghouls~? -Who is that in your motel window your first night in town? This fic likes cheeky banter, discourse and character driven plot. It's an extremely slow burn featuring Ghost BC 's Papa Terzo, Dewdrop and a little Swiss. Reader is Afab non-binary and isn't described~

Y/N live in a huge house by their self with loads of empty rooms and they were kinda lonely. They thought about having roommates but thought it would be too much of a hassle, but that all changes soon enough.

Veronica is meant to be his. She doesn't want to admit it, but he knows she'll come around eventually.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐳 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜.

It began with the ringing of the telephone, just like every other night. It didn't matter how many times they called, no one could get used to the heavy breathing and distorted voices on the other end of the line. The mystery caller quickly became known as "the moaner" to the sorority girls that resided in the home. Each and every one of them wondered who would put that much commitment into a sick prank. The calls unfortunately began to be more frequent when Harriet Flores, a mysterious and reclusive English major moved in. What if this anonymous caller had a plan from the very start, and just what was in store for the "new girl"? This story is based off of (1974) "Black Christmas" and will be told in first person from an original character's perspective.

Copia X Reader. After getting kicked out you are taken in by some odd people and become an assistant, your life was changed but for the better or worse?