How do you feel? T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D Based off of The Forest Fic (Sing A Chorus) on Archive of Our Own

Book 2 of the Vessel series.

"AHHHHH!" You screamed as you fell "THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA!" You see light as you keep falling and soon find yourself being launched in the air. You thankfully grab onto a branch still holding onto the bag of items. You look down and gulp. "What now?" You growled looking for a way down to the dirt without falling back into the pit. There was no way back down other then falling into the pit again. WARNING- self harm, harsh language, gore and blood will be in this story!

We are all alone in the world. But we can be alone together.

What happens when the members of Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy, and My Chemical Romance get stranded on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere with no cell phones and four pounds of Cheez Whiz? Well, first they pray to the Emo Lord and Savior, Billie Joe Armstrong, then, they complete his challenges to get back home. Between a complicated love triangle, an affair, and a terrible case of milk PTSD, everyone's in for an adventure they'll never forget. (Mainly focuses on Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy, and My Chemical Romance but also has Twenty One Pilots, Pierce The Veil, Sleeping With Sirens, and many many other bands.)

Sequel to Heartless Proxy. Have you ever wondered if you finished something...completely? Like you think you've dealt with everything properly... But then get this nagging feeling that you... Forgot something? Well of course. Because there exists no such thing as a perfect ending.

You couldn't stop it. The evil that was taking over, you couldn't control it. You needed to kill. It was telling you to. You've done it before, so why do you stop the blade above this hooded man's chest? You stared into his glowing red eyes, for once since becoming a proxy, hesitating. "I'm not the one who wants to hurt you." Creepypasta. Hoodie x Reader. Mentions Eyeless Jack, Masky, Ticci Toby, Slenderman, and more.

Ever since you were a little girl you had adored dolls. Although as the years went by you had slowly lost interest in the little things as you were nearing the age of a young adult. On a particular day, there was a new doll placed near the collection of the objects, but it looked so brand new like it was just made from an expensive factory. A few days later you soon lost interest in the little object just like the others. However, recently every time you had lost interest in one doll, a new one appeared in your room. You just presumed your parents bought you new ones because you didn't tell them your losing interest in the little things, but after a while, you started to think there was a camera. After you searched every nook and cranny of your room, you concluded there was no camera. You started to feel paranoid every time a new doll was put into your room. Your mind didn't like this one bit, the days passed by and your collection grew slowly bigger. The paranoia will only grow from here...... Cover art by Lovet.

*Book 1* Living in a Freak Show is like living in hell, but can a Joker wannabe change it all?

(Jeff x Reader) in·fat·u·a·tion /inˌfaCHəˈwāSH(ə)n/ noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. "he had developed an infatuation with the girl" There once was a girl who was in her mid-teens. Moved out of her parents house and into an apartment, her life became a stable one. That was until that horrible hell of a night.