❝ I promise, I'll find you no matter what, pumpkin ❞ ❝ You found me, hubby❞ ─── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ─── !!DISCLAIMER!! I do not own any Haikyuu characters, just my created OCs. All arts here are all credit to the owner. ─── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ─── /editing/ -',✎ 15/4/2020 - 4/8/2020 -',✎ written by JUMINSSHII -',✎ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

a poor excuse for a life when you could do anything to try to get anyone to remember you, but nobody does. a ghost in the distance, a spirit tied to nobody.

Jeff is back by popular demand, in a sequel for To Live without Fear! You and Jeff have settled into your life together, hopping from place to place, going wherever the wind takes you. You haven't had many run-ins with the law ever since you escaped from the mental hospital and Jane's wrath, but there are other, stranger consequences to living with an infamous serial killer, and these consequences come in the form of Jeremy MacArthur. COVER ART BY A-SLEEPLESS-DEATH ON TUMBLR

The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART

"Are you kidnapping me?" I said disregarding his comment. "What do you think." "Man fuck." (Explicit language and scenes.) (I do not own these Creepypasta characters.)

This is by no means a story of which a girl falls in love with this amazing, hot serial killer who is so protective of her in the slender mansion. This is twisted story. A story of gore and sociopathy details that gives the real meaning of Jeff the killer, a mad man who barely feels anything who somehow feels a slither of emotion for some suicidal girl. Trigger Warning: There is gore, suicidal references, suicide, cursing, and murder. Disclaimer: None of these characters or artwork is mine. Only the story is. Also there will be no lemons. There will be no characters who fall into the stereotypical category like how Toby likes waffles. I mean yeah waffles are great but Toby isn't this happy, energetic teen who is so sweet. If you believe that, please go actually do your research and read his story :)

(Jeff the killerXreader) You weren't really normal. You knew that. But one day you found a mysterious note in your closet, and it all started from there. Who is he? This strange thing that has found his way into your life and what will he do? You never knew your life could end up this way. ~This story will contain.... Violence. Foul language. Blood. Gore. Shapeshifting. Powers. Psychic abilities. Superhuman phenomenons. And possibly triggering situations. Remember to not be offended. And if you do, please leave a complaint to my middle finger. Thank you! C: Enjoy~ Remember to have fun and let your imagination run wild.

Your cousin Ben dies, and his old Nintendo 64 and mysterious Majora's Mask game gets passed down to you. Can't be harmless, right? But you soon come to realize that this game isn't exactly what it seems.