!!Ongoing!! (Contains trigger warnings!) Y/N Smith, a troubled high school teen, is forced to move schools after getting herself kicked out. After moving schools, she encounters the Woods brothers, Liu and Jeffrey, the richest kids at Forrest Lake High School. She befriends Liu, a brown-haired boy who's a grade older and the popular one of the two. Jeffrey, the bullied emo kid, begins catching Y/N's eyes, and she begins pitying him when she runs into him being bullied after class. After seeing him get beat up the day before Winter Break, she stands up to the bullies, and begins to befriend Jeffrey. Liu begins to stray away from her and eventually, after not seeing much of Liu, he disappears, along with their parents. Then does Jeffrey. After a few years, Y/N moves past her friendships with Liu and Jeffrey, and graduates high school, about to begin college. People start randomly disappearing and while driving back to her hometown, she runs into someone unexpected after her car breaks down in the middle of the night. And she's resorted to walking until she finds signs of human life. She meets the eyes of the person slowly walking towards her. "J-Jeffrey..?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ #2 in Jeffxreader on Wattpad

Sequel to Heart Killer, read that first!! - After being separated from Jeff and moved across the country (Y/n) finds himself sick with regret and bitterness. Not only does he have to adjust to this new life, he has to deal with these odd notes he keeps finding around. As he spirals he can't help but wonder if he will ever see Jeff again. Meanwhile Jeff is busy planning a way to get to (Y/n) without being caught by the law. This method ends up taking much longer than he anticipated, even with the help of some allies. Will he ever make it? Or will he be caught before he gets the chance to? 🔷Updates won't follow a specific schedule at first, but I plan on getting this thing at least to a starting point. Hope you all enjoy! 😁🔷 (Jeff the Killer x Male Reader) ⚠️ I do not condone the characters actions! This is a work of fiction.⚠️

"Shit, shit! Why did you stab me!?" I exclaim, laying on the floor with my hand grasping my side, not really putting thought into what I'm saying anymore. "Well what did you think I came here to do!?" He still has his knife out, pointed out towards me. I grab the closest object and hold it out in front of me, this just so happens to be a can of hairspray. "No, you stay back there, I don't want you doing any more damage than you've already done." He falters for a second and stares at the can of hairspray before looking back at me, "I am a murderer, this is my job...you know what this is just getting annoying." - An 18yr old serial killer under the name of "Jeff The Killer" has been tormenting a small town in southern Mississippi for around a month now. He didn't know why he decided to target this town, he just needed to blow off some steam. He didn't want to be controlled anymore, he needed something different. When he meets (Y/n), and fails to kill him, will he actually find someone that understands him? (Y/n), also 18yrs old, is stuck in a house with an emotionally and physically abusive step sister, an avoidant step brother, a Dad who seemed to care more about his work and social status then his son, and a distant step mother. On the outside he looks perfect, he seems to have everything handed to him. On the inside though, however much he may think he's a saint, it's all a ruse to hide his homicidal thoughts. He prays for something new, something that will save him from the drone of life. However the way that prayer is answered might not be what he intended, but what he needs. (a/n): The version of this story with my own oc is on Ao3. ⚠️Will include violent scenes ⚠️ Tw: slurs cover art by shatteredankles on instagram

She was only young when she was brought to a special place, now she is twenty one and has been through a lot, of rendered her emotionless, But what happens when she hears his static and sees the faceless creature. Spared by his proxies, she finds herself falling into a web of mixed emotions, will she finally feel what real love is like from this faceless creature. This story will be going through some edits.

Y/N, a rogue Airbender turned assassin, carves a deadly path through the criminal underworld, hiding from his past and the family that believes him lost. When Amon, the enigmatic leader of the Equalists, approaches him with a lucrative and dangerous proposition to eliminate Avatar Korra Y/N must decide whether to take the job of a lifetime or face the shadows of his own identity. In a world divided by power and ideology, his choices will shape the balance between chaos and order.

Y/N L/N was an employee of Playtime Co. she is known for her kind heart and compassionate nature, Y/N had a deep love for helping orphans, which led to her assignment as the clinic nurse at Playcare. However, her position didn't remain stable for long. She was unexpectedly transferred to a different facility-one shrouded in secrecy. The moment she set foot inside, an unsettling sense of familiarity washed over her. Standing before her was a figure from her past. . . . . Harley Sawyer. . . . . . "You're trembling," he murmured, his lips barely grazing my skin. "Tell me, my nurse... is it fear, or something else?" I swallowed hard, my hands pressing against his chest, but he didn't let me go. His grip was firm yet controlled, like a predator toying with its prey. "Doctor, let go," I said, though my voice wavered, lacking the authority I wanted it to have. He chuckled, the sound dark and velvety, laced with something unreadable. "Why would I?" he whispered, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along my back. "You think I'd just let you walk away right now?" I stiffened at his words. There was something possessive in his tone, something that made my pulse quicken in both fear and something far more dangerous. . . . . In this book I may or may not able to put a proper timeline of the Poppy Playtime but as the story progress to the gameplay. To note here Dr. Harley and Y/n may have met before when the were in college but different course. Also, in this book Elliot Ludwig had fired Sawyer before and this would be the first time that they met and work together. Also I headcannon Dr. Harley Sawyers age around early 30's and Y/n in late 20's I don't own Poppy Playtime and the characters. This belongs to the Mob Entertainment and formerly directed by Isaac Christopherson. I don't pictures and fanarts used in this book. The book cover art isn't mine, it belongs to rightful owners.

୨⎯ "Here, Let me help you up."⎯୧ Who knew that the person who was supposedly going to kill her had become such an important role in her life? Starring Y/n as the nobody who is actually really funny when you get to know her. Masky as the kindest mean person Y/n has ever met. [ I wrote this as a very early teenager. This is in no means a good fic. Please read with caution.] 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 '𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞' 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠3 Disclaimer: I do not own any of the creepypastas nor marble hornets. This book is a mere story containing those characters. All rights go to their respective owners. Cover edits by Blxrrii Masky fanart done by dead_ghxsty

Alone in the forest, A runaway from your abusive ex bf, A savior named hoodie takes you to a mansion.... An outgoing guy and a cold hearted killer. 2 guys 1 heart... Who will you choose?.

Y/N is a college student just trying to survive the semester-stress, late nights. But she begins noticing things. Voices through her dorm radio. Her things slightly moved. A feeling of being watched that she can't shake. Her friends chalk it up to stress.

[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