Jeffthekiller Stories

what the title says y/n uses she/her pronouns if you prefer a y/n with they/them pronouns, I have another version of this story on my profile!

(Y/N). Young. Dumb. Legally blind. And that's it. Oh, and a serial killer thinks he's cute. There's that too.

Friends come, friends go, but why do they have to leave? Why do friends abandon you? Do they plan it? Or does it just happen? Some people lose friends because of relationship dramas, some because of arguments, or they simply drift apart. But her. She lost her friend from a story she could never get out of her mouth. She couldn't; it didn't make sense to her. Even as she grew older, she still didn't understand. Every time she thought about it, her mind raced. He was the only one who wasn't found. His body was the only one that was never recovered. But how? Had he escaped? Escaped the killer who slits people's throats just for fun, who breaks into strangers' homes just for thrill? He couldn't have; it was impossible that the monster had spared him, and even more impossible for him to get away. But if that wasn't true, where was his body? The body of the boy everyone had given up on, the boy everyone had stopped looking for. The boy everyone had forgotten. Everyone except her. She was the only one still looking for him. Every day, she laid roses in front of the abandoned house and prayed that she would see him again. Then it would all have been just a dream; he would have been playing with a ball in the yard as usual, and his mother would have been visible through the kitchen window, preparing dinner. But that never happened; she never saw him again. The boy everyone would forget, but not her. Not as long as she wore the bracelet he had given her. The gold bracelet she took everywhere. Some people thought she wore it simply because, why not? Others thought it was a toy for her; some didn't even notice it, but it was none of those things. For her, it was a reminder that he was still out there... And that he was wearing the silver bracelet that matched hers, trying to come back to her.

coz·en /ˈkəz(ə)n/ "trick or deceive." __ Moving wasn't so easy, you never knew that living in a different state would take so many turns, so many deceiving people and so many mysteries that left scars. As you started school you met two different kinds of people: good people and bad people. But there was this one specific boy that caught your eye, and so did his eyes caught you, rumors tainted him as someone who you wouldn't want to be close with. But the closer you got to him the more you realized how wrong people thought of him, until one single confession ruined everything, taking twisted turns and so many traumatic events. __ This is a rewrite of my first book of Bloody Painter! The cover and edits were done by me! The drawing was made by: プティ10日より垢移動 Or @4696fox on Twitter! Check them out they're amazing!!

So likee before I made an account on here, I thought about making a research/experience book

(First story as an author, open to feedbacks!) In which, you, an assassin disguised as a maid, take on jobs set by heartless billionaires, jealous rival, and corrupt politicians lead you to a small town. Where you meet an organization of... killers? Named the Creepypasta? Will you discover the path to convey emotions you so longed for through said Creepypastas?

⚠𝕎𝔸ℝℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾: ℂℝ𝔼𝔼ℙ𝕐ℙ𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔸 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝕀𝔾 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟞⚠ 𝕄𝔸𝕐𝔹𝔼 ℂℝ𝕀ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝕆ℝ ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝔻𝔼ℙ𝔼ℕ𝔻 𝕆ℕ ℍ𝕆𝕎 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝔽𝔼𝔼𝕃 𝕎ℍ𝕀𝕃𝔼 ℝ𝔼𝔸𝔻𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕊𝕋𝕆ℝ𝕐( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕊𝕋𝕆ℝ𝕐 𝕎𝔸𝕊 𝔸𝔹𝕆𝕌𝕋 𝕆ℂ𝕩ℂℍ𝔸ℝ, ℕ𝕆𝕋 ℝ𝔼𝔸𝔻𝔼ℝ𝕩ℂℍ𝔸ℝ૮₍˶Ó﹏Ò ⑅₎ა ✎﹏﹏﹏𝓛0𝓥3

∘These are my Headcanons! Please do keep that in mind while reading! This is how I interpreted the Creepypasta's and unless stated, are not canon whatsoever! Thank you and I do hope you enjoy! If you happen to have any questions please ask them nicely!∘ !ALSO MOST OF THESE ARE SHORT SO I WOULD READ ON ANYTHING BUT A PHONE TO AVOID SO MANY ADS! Happy reading!

this fanfic or whatever is about my creepypasta oc, Valentine R. Maryam. im not a very good writer considering im a high-school student and I might even abandon this project but I hope whoever reads lit will like it.(PS:I DONT HAVE A COVER YET SO IM USING ONE OF MY PERSONAL ARTS I MADE OF VALENTINE AND JEFF..hes so ugly brah 😹😹🙏🙏🙏)

Dark! Jeff the Killer x Azelea | After the sudden death of our parents, I put my own plans and ambitions aside to take care of my younger brother while our older brother was away at college. Life then threw another curveball my way in the form of a dangerous serial killer, whom the FBI and police have named Jeff. The town is bewildered by the large number of police officers patrolling the area, especially when my younger brother and his friends wander into a restricted zone. In a shocking turn of events, he unintentionally brings the killer back to our cottage.

|| Jeff the Killer fan fiction || Beth is a 16 year old girl. Depressed, suicidal, and hates pretty much everyone. One night she comes across Jeff, and everything is deadly, sexy and exciting. Everything from being hunted by monsters, to breaking the bed with the incredibly sexy killer. Have fun. ;)

[ONGOING] I got bored and wanted to write about random stuff, so here you go :3

3 scientific subjects escape from the national inkwell science lab. With the scientists on their tails, they embark on a journey to the mythical freedom they have wanted ever since they were in the lab. With the new friends and "family" they made... Will they get their freedom? Or will they end up in the same place they started? Who knows...

૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა Toby Rogers w/ fem!oc ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Your Love, My Sorrow

What is wrong with you? Why are you in love with a hatchet throwing killer? Why does hurting people feel so.. satisfying? And why does this guy GET it? You did something bad. Really bad. You know it's wrong and it feels wrong but.. something deep inside you likes is. Couldn't you just chew gum? Or have a better hobby? No, of course not! Instead your best hobby is murder, which is why now you're in this house full of psychos like you. Maybe that's why you've been hanging out with this one psycho and found him to be pretty interesting as you adjust to a new life as a malevolent entities killer. Disclaimer! All characters in this are not my own! Each creepypasta or proxy was made by someone else. This is just a story I'm writing. This is just fanfiction for me and anyone who wants to enjoy it! Some people forgot that. If this isn't your thing you are free to click away. Please no hate. This fic is a mix of the best aspects of the pastas or what I find interesting that works for the story narratively and character-wise. (I've been in this fandom so long!! Just got dragged back please send help ToT)

Join me during my journey. I had decided to get back into witchcraft; along with creepypasta research. I stumbled upon Sweet1600ths' and driedfleurs' books; finding it extremely interesting. I was pleased to find out there were other practitioners out there that took this seriously. Im not sure if they post anywhere anymore, but i plan on to continue posting consistently. Dont be afraid of commenting or even asking questions, I'll answer if need be.

Contains Slenderman, LJ, EJ, Masky, Toby, Hoodie, Ben, Jeff, Bloody Painter, The Pianist, Puppeteer, Homicidal Liu, Tenderman and my OC Story Changer

you were at ur house baking cookies and.. 👀

Note to self: If you don't want to get scared I advise you to don't read this

Cayla was a normal girl.. But what happens when she learns she's the daughter of Zalgo?