Game Over (Jeff/Jane) by DiscordedMagic, literature
Literature
Game Over (Jeff/Jane)
Jeff collapsed on the floor, blood dripping from his mouth as he lay panting heavily. She stood behind him, watching how pathetic he looked.
"When will you give up Jeffery? I have given you so many offers. A home, food, you could even get help and yet here you are...a pathetic, worthless creat-" she was cut off,
"S-SHUT UP..." He coughed, trying to gather himself.
"D-D-Do y-you really think I wanted this? Do you really think I wanted to hurt everyone or everything I see?!" He was screaming now.
"Look around Jane!" He shouted. "You're even less of a saint than I a-".
She kicked him in the chest and laid her boot on it.
"I am nothing like
Hair Cut (Keith x Reader) by DiscordedMagic, literature
Literature
Hair Cut (Keith x Reader)
You pounded on the red paladins door in irritation, a pair of red and black scissors in your dominant hand.
"KKEEIITTHH OPEN THE DOOR!" You shout, hoping to get through to him.
"NOT UNTIL YOU GET RID OF THAT DEATH SCYTHE IN YOUR HANDS (if no one gets that reference I'm gonna cry)" Keith shouts from the other side of the door.
"Keith, you're 18 years old and you have a mullet, you'll need to get rid of it sooner or later!" You say, snipping the scissors and crossing your arms.
"NO." You hear the bed sheets move from the other side of the door.
You groan in frustration.'Is he always this stubborn?!' you ask yourself mentally. Suddenly, you
Not All Monsters Are Bad, Mommy (JTK Final) by DiscordedMagic, literature
Literature
Not All Monsters Are Bad, Mommy (JTK Final)
Three years after Jeffery Woods was sent to the mental facility in Indiana. He was currently helping his younger sister, Jane, (now age twelve) with her math homework from the other side of a protected glass.
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"And if you multiply that by 3.14, what do you get?" He asked, smiling proudly at his sister.
"Uumm...I dunno." Jane said shrugging sarcastically, her brown hair, which was currently in a messy bun, bounced.
"Argh, have you learned nothing from the past hour I've spent trying to explain this to you?" Jeff scoffed, grinning at his sister.
Jane looked down, "It's just that..." She shifted in the petite beanbag cha
Not All Monsters Are Bad, Mommy (JTK #2) by DiscordedMagic, literature
Literature
Not All Monsters Are Bad, Mommy (JTK #2)
"J-Jane." He simply whispered, ignoring the previous question Officer James Reynolds had asked him.
The officer furrowed his brows. "Jeffery, I need you to answer my ques-"
"Janey. J-Janey is...outside." He mumbled, mindlessly. As though not even thinking about the words that just left his mouth.
'How does he-' Reynolds was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the teen in front of him shouting.
"WHAT IS HE DOING TO MY SISTER? S-STOP!" He shouted, yanking against the handcuffs that were attached to the table and his wrists.
"JEFF STOP!" James shouted, as a guard bust through the door.
Jeff stopped, seeing his sister and mother both
Not All Monsters Are Bad, Mommy (JTK #1) by DiscordedMagic, literature
Literature
Not All Monsters Are Bad, Mommy (JTK #1)
Margaret Woods, held her forehead against the glass, holding her from getting to her first born child.
It's a shame when a mother's afraid of her own child.
Her eyes stayed focussed on her son, whose head was resting in his crossed arms, only occasionally lifting his head to respond to the questions the officer would ask him.
"Can he see us?" She asked, to the guard standing by the door of the interrogation room.
"He may know that you're here, but he can't currently see you. This is a one-way mirror ma'am."
Margaret sighed, pulling the child that currently was clutching onto her closer.
"Mommy?" Young, Jane Arkensaw spoke up to her moth
Soak | Sangwoo x Reader | Killing Stalking by VanillaMetal, literature
Literature
Soak | Sangwoo x Reader | Killing Stalking
WARNING: Dark themes ahead! If you know Killing Stalking then you know what I'm talking about...
It was raining.
No...it wasn't just raining. It was absolutely lashing down.
Lashings were something you had gotten used to, the firm, burning kind that would be whipped into your skin by his designer belt. Soon enough, most evenings, he'd have that belt wrapped around your wrists too.
Sangwoo took pleasure in the torture of you. He seemed obsessed with ensuring that you knew that for every minute of every waking day, you were his possession.
Somehow though...despite the callousness of it all...you found yourself still loving him anyway.
H
Purity [Oh Sangwoo | Reader] by StilemaWillow, literature
Literature
Purity [Oh Sangwoo | Reader]
You heard the slam of the front door from the kitchen, making you flinch. Your boyfriend never slammed the door so loudly unless he was angry.
"Sangwoo?" You called while leaving the kitchen knife down and waiting for a reply.
"I'm back." You heard him call back and slight relief settled inside your mind, but the worry was yet to leave you fully. You quickly rinsed your hands and dried them with the towel on the counter before exiting in the hallway to check on Sangwoo. Something must've happened.
You saw him with his back on you as he took off his shoes. You glanced at his feet as he turned around - why was he limping? When you saw his fa
Yandere!Kaneki Ken x Reader |Unrecognizable| by Attackonfanfiction, literature
Literature
Yandere!Kaneki Ken x Reader |Unrecognizable|
It was never a pleasant thing to be woken up in the middle of the night. Especially not when what woke you up was a crashing noise, and it sounds like it's close. You soon realize that huddling in your sheets isn't going to do much for you either. So, you were left with only one option:
Investigate what is happening. That, or you could call the police. However, if there was nothing wrong, you didn't want to deal with all of that. And you already assume that it's nothing more than the wind, or your mind playing tricks with you.
The best decision you can make is to creep out of your room, a bat at hand. Do a quick investigation, and then go b
"Liu"
Ever since Jeff the Killer had left his home many years ago, no one had dared go near his old house. Not even the police. Therefore, the bodies of his parents and his brother, Liu, had been untouched, decomposing, rotting away in the house that was once so happy. Now it reminded the town of nothing but what had happened all those years ago.
Jeff was 19 years old when he happened upon the house again. He had been killing people nationwide, and travelled wherever the flow of blood would take him. Today it lured him back to the neighborhood. He saw the house he once lived in. "Well well WELL!" he said, somewhat surprised. "If it isn't my
A Report on Jeff the Killer by star-byte, literature
Literature
A Report on Jeff the Killer
These creepypastas were made years ago when I was very young, and they are old, terribly cliché and outdated. I keep them posted only because some people still enjoy reading these, and they remain a fond memory for many. Whether you're reading these for laughs, or because you legitimately like them, I hope you enjoy!
Jeff the Killer? Ah, now /that/'s a name I remember. That kid has caused such a ruckus, it's unbelievable. But damn, does he deserve the reputation and infame he gets. Especially considering I've had my own run-ins with him. I'm personally not too fond of those memories, but if you're really interested, I guess I might as w
1. Tell you something I learned about you by looking at your DA page and gallery for 20 seconds.
2. Tell you a color you remind me of.
3. Tell you what I think about you as a person
4. Tell you what animal you remind me of.
5. Ask you a question, and you must answer.
6. Tell you what I like about your art.
7. Give you a nickname.
8. Tell you my opinion of your profile picture (avatar).
9. Tell you to do this in your journal, if you haven't already.
[ ] You smile at strangers
[X] You are a social butterfly
[X] You laugh at least five times a day
[X] You ask to pet strangers' dogs
[X] You have a pet
[X] You have hung out with a friend this week
[x] People compliment you often
[ ] You like babies
[ ] You love skinship
[ ] You admire yourself in the mirror at least once a week
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[X] You cry easily
[x] You have/had depression
[x] You've been to a funeral
[X] You wish you had/didn't have siblings (All the time...)
[X] You watch sad videos/listen to sad music solely for the purpose to cry
[X] You aren't happy with your body
[X] You've had suicidal t