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

"Something's wrong with me, Bubble!" Caine hisses dramatically, floating back and forth in his office. "Every time she smiles, I glitch! My code jitters, my heart races... Wait, do I even have a heart?!" Bubble floats lazily. "Sounds like a crush to me," he says matter-of-factly. "A what?!" The Amazing Digital Circus's all-powerful ringmaster can bend reality with a snap of his fingers, but apparently not his own feelings. ~~~~~ Cover art by taikko (@_taikko_ on X)!!

Créditos al autor del dibujo utilizado en la portada: likamezz en tumblr En tu tiempo libre solías investigar lugares abandonados, solo para despejar un poco tu mente, te gustaba la idea de la soledad y tranquilidad, nunca buscaste nada paranormal ni nada de eso. Pero un día encontrarte algo interesante en una antigua oficina, y decidiste llevartelo a tu casa, ahora hay que averiguar si eso fue una buena o mala decisión.