READER VS CREEPYPASTA

READER VS CREEPYPASTA

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As an avid horror enjoyer I'm tired of fics focused falling in love with murderers, so I've decided that you are going to fight them. yes, you. Good luck. In this book you are fresh out of college and running on nothing but caffeine and cup noodles. Just as you finally settle into your miniscule townhouse on the very edge of the city, you have an encounter that changes your life. Will you be able to survive? Warning for gore and harsh language ig. (I'm also going to use Jane Richardson instead of Jane Arkensaw because that was her original version.)
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JEFF THE KILLER x FEM READER S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them.

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