Tender Kisses, Violent Ends, and Perverse Obsessions [Reader-Insert]

Tender Kisses, Violent Ends, and Perverse Obsessions [Reader-Insert]

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A short collection of Halloween/Horror Reader Inserts featuring werewolves, himbos, and... evil statues? 2022 - [Based on Urban Legend Gelert - Himbo Werewolf x Reader] After living a lonely life in a cursed town with only your little sister to keep you company, you are almost blessed with the perfect, strong, kind and endearingly unintelligent boyfriend. He is the sun and brings a light like no other. But after finding him under strange circumstances, you can't shake the feeling he's hiding something from you. Something darker, more primal under those honeyed smiles and soft kisses. So whatever he's hiding, you know you will not hesitate to strike if it means your and your sister's safety. No questions asked. 2023 - [Based on the game Spin the Bottle - Demon x Reader] During a Halloween Party, you and your friends play Spin the Bottle. Unaware, someone else is playing, who has been waiting its turn for a very, very long time...
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Alone. Naked. Cold. Covered in blood that is just as likely to be mine as someone else's. I don't know who I am, where I am, or what I'm running from. All I get are flashes, snippets of dark shadows, sneering faces. Pain always follows these nightmares, these memories. I was found, taken in, but I have no way of knowing if I only escaped the frying pan just to jump into the fire. I don't understand these people, these wolves. They don't understand me, either. Our words mean nothing to each other, they're no more than sounds. We use gestures, facial expressions, body language like the beasts we seem to be. I can only pray these beasts are not the same ones I'm running from. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Ice" #3 in "Werecat" #18 in "Loss" #19 in "Neko"

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