Husk (CreepyPastaXMaleReader)

Husk (CreepyPastaXMaleReader)

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"Now, we all know what happens to those who misbehave, don't we?" "Yes, they get taken to the beast..." "You're lucky I love you so much, I'll spare you from them this time." "Thank you, Mother." "So behave now, child." --------- In a world where serial killers have become common, the world seems a lot scarier for most. Not for some. Some couldn't care less anymore. And maybe that someone just needs to be taken in. A story in which a husk of a man finds himself hanging out with serial killers after a meeting that was never meant to happen. --- Warnings: Adult language, Abuse, self-harm, murder, smutt (maybe idk), depression, angst, swearing, Addiction, Cringe, I will add stuff when it applies I will probably change the title since idk what I'm gonna do yet. Also, more creepypastas are in the book than just the romantic intrists. (CreepypastaXMaleReader) + Marble Hornets
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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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