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Baby, Just Say Yes (Jeff the Killer x Reader) (slowly editing bare with me) by ikearano
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The sound of your heart pounding out of your chest is the only sound that filled your ears as the 911 operator on the other line stayed deathly silent, the only other sound being the pitter patter of footsteps outside. Your boyfriend had just finished murdering his entire family... he had just finished murdering your father. Thirteen was too young of an age to die and you knew that better than anyone -- especially now. (Un)Luckily for you, you were the only survivor of the very first massacre the infamous 'Go to Sleep' killer had committed. However, things were far from normal. With the sudden appearance of a tall, faceless man and the re-appearance of your not-so-favorite ex-boyfriend, your life takes an even worse turn.
groceries - ticci toby x reader - creepypasta by tttobyro
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(✔️finished) They met in a grocery store. she accidentally hit him with a coke and then didn't stop talking. but will they meet again and what happens if she finds out about his true identity? Only one way to find out ;) pronouns of y/n are she/her but the gender doesn't affect the story so it can still be read if you use other pronouns (if you don't mind reading she/her)
stockholm syndrome // ticci toby x reader by Demon_1134
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This book had depictions of abuse and toxic relationships. It's not a book that should be fetishized, I think that this is how the creepypastas would actually treat you if you were captured. Please read with caution.
Touch; Ticci Toby X Reader by KissedByRain
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[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