The Sick bastard we love
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The famous serial killer named Jeff the killer was on the run what if the creepypasta was his harem NO SALLY WILL NOT BE IN IT YOU PERVERTS there may be smut it matters on my emotions
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𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡 𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 . 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞...
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COMPLETED | BOOK 2 COMPLETE/ You grew up with Zalgo. He taught you everything you ever knew and helped build up your hatred of Slenderman. After you turned Sixteen Zalgo gave you a mission. Where you must stay in the CreepyPasta mansion and gather crucial information to benefit Zalgo's plan on killing everyone who lives there. But unfortunately for you, living in the mansion had a catch, and that catch was - meeting Jeff the Killer. It was hate at fist sight, you two were the worst enemies the world had ever seen. Torn by guilt, you become stuck between your feelings and your orders. What will you do, carry out Zalgo's mission and betray your friends? Stick up for what you believe in? Or risk your life to save them... THE SEQUEL 'THE SCARS OF LOVING YOU' OUT NOW EDITING (the story still makes sense) Cover made by me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DISCLAIMER: I do not own CreepyPasta and I don't own you. Neither do I own the pictures I used for the cover, all credit to whoever made them. The Reader is initially described to be female but males welcome too! All ethnicity welcome. ATTENTION: If you are to copy this story in any way you could be punished by a large fine. WARNING: Censored cursing and violenceConcluída
Silence | Jeff the Killer x Mute Male Reader
After your brother gets killed in front of you, you start getting taunted and manipulated by the man that killed your brother.Concluída
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The Game [Jeff The Killer x Reader]
I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~TConcluída
Fatal Insanity (Jeff The Killer X Reader)
You and Jeff had been best friends and neighbors since you were both little and basically grew up together, until you almost turned thirteen and moved away to a new town. Crying inside knowing you would never see him again, but that all changed a year later, when you had found out that him and his family were moving into the same town and neighborhood as you. Overall, you were happy that you could hang out with your best friend again, like old times. Though, you never expected to have feelings for him since he was your best friend, but one thing that took a turn for the worst, and the one thing that never left you the same, was that your best friend..... ~turned into a killer~Concluída
Dreams Of Darkness
Alice Walker. A girl whose life was intrupted by the creepypastas' or maybe just Jeff. He is a killer, or so do speak Jeff the killer. He goes to Alice's room one night to, well as the name states murder her. He is stopped because he remembers her from his past. Later, the next day, he had to go back and ask if Alice can come to the underworld, but he never returns. Now she is left wondering if he'll ever come back. (I wrote this when I was 14. Please don't judge me lol I'm going back as 19 and just editing the story for the sake of keeping it up. This story is completed)Concluída
I change that day, to survive... To cope, I became someone completely different from who I was. And it was all because of him, I saw that sick man, and his sick smile once, and by a miracle I survived, so I became tougher, stronger, and smarter, because if we meet again... WHEN we meet again, I'm not going to let him take me down, "go to sleep"? NEVER
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