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Laughing Jack X SICK!Reader .:Oneshot:.*Writer's POV*
It was a warm friday night, the last friday before summer break, and everyone at (Your name)'s school was out partying.
Except (Your name).
She was at home, laying in bed, her normally smiling face was pale, her once bright (Eye color) eyes dull with sickness. She leaned her head back with a sigh.
"This sucks..." She thought. "Of all the days, i had to get sick today..." She paused, her eyes darting to the door as it opened. "But i guess it's not all that bad... I mean, at least i have Jack."
She sat back up as the black and white clown walked over to her bed and sat down a bowl full of candy on her desk, he smiled at her, pride shining in his eyes.
"Jack." (Your name) giggled, eyeing the bowl before turning her attention back to Laughing Jack. "You were supposed to get me something that could help me feel better."
His eyes widened and a pout formed on
.:Jeff The Killer X Reader:. Part 13 *Writer's POV*
"It's a girl." Jane said as she held the bundle in her arms.
(Your name) smiled holding her hands out as Jane lightly lay the child in them. (Your name) looked down and softly moved the blanket away from the baby's face. She had a small tuft of (hair color) hair on her head and crystal blue eyes. She looked up at (Your name), a small smile tugging on the corners of her pale lips as she reached for her mother.
"She's beautiful." Jeff muttered from over (Your name)'s shoulder. "Maybe just as beautiful as me." He glanced over at the child's mother, his forever smile widening as she rolled her (eye color) eyes. "She has your hair." He said softly.
"And your eyes." She countered.
"What are you gonna name her?" Jane spoke up from the corner of the room and while Jeff stabbed her mentally, (Your name) just smiled thoughtfully and went into her mind for a good name.
Jeff nodded. "That's a pretty name."
.:BEN Drowned X Reader:. Part 5*BEN*POV*
I watched in horror as Jeff leaped at (your name). Without thinking, i teleported in front of her, Jeff's knife coming down towards my chest. I closed my eyes, waiting for the blade to pierce me.
It never did.
I opened my eyes and saw Jeff standing before me, the tip of his knife just centimeters from my chest.
"You'd really put your life up for this girl?" He asked, looking at me.
I simply nodded. It was enough. I turned back to (your name) and pulled my hat off my head, pushing it against her. She understood and scrambled back into the corner of her bed, holding the hat over her chest. I turned and grabbed Jeff's shoulder, turning him i pushed him out the window and stepped out after him.
"BEN..." (Your name)'s voice was soft and i looked back at her.
"Are you leaving?"
"No, i need to talk to Jeff, but i'll come back in."
And with that i stepped out and closed the window. Turning my eyes flashe
My Plushy Killer (CreepypastaXReader)Prologue((Edit: Your now a part wolf reader xD))
(Your name) walked down the street, the hood of her (fav color) jacket pulled up over her head and ears as she quickened her steps.
She was almost home, in fact her house was just around the corner, when she noticed a small box laying open on the side of the sidewalk. She paused, wondering if she should look inside or continue walking. After a moment of pondering, she took a cautious step towards it, then another, until she was standing beside the container. She sniffed, letting the faint scent of cotton and fabric hit her nose, and the fluffy tail swayed slightly. Slowly she reached down and pushed it open.
A faint gasp escaped her lips. Laying at the bottom of the box was a small plushy version of...
.:Jeff The Killer X Reader:. Part 11*Normal POV*
After twenty rounds of Mortal Combat, you and Kitten were tied up.
"Your good." The neko said as she took a sip of her drink.
Suddenly, BEN piped up from the window. "Guys! Come look!" You both stood and walked over, gasping in delight. Outside, small white flakes were beginning to fall to the ground.
"Snow!" You whispered happily.
It was already falling heavily, and you guessed the ground would be covered in about an hour.
"Come on, lets go outside!!" Kitten squealed happily.
You were about to follow the girl, when you realized you were only in shorts and a t shirt. "I can't, i'll get a cold..." You muttered.
Kitten looked at you for a moment, then grabbed your wrist and dragged you upstairs to her room. She dug through her dresser, pulling out some black sweats, and threw them to you. "Put these on over your shorts." You nodded and slipped them on. "Here, you can wear my jacke
.:.Lost At Sea.:. (Jeff TK X Reader) 1 Jeff the Killer X Cop! Reader
"Sergeant (L/N)." You swung your swivel chair around and smiled up at your boss, your (eye color) eyes locking with her grey-green orbs.
"I know your busy, but I need you to come with me, i have something to show you." She turned away, not bothering to make sure you were following, and walked out of your office. You stood, quickly scrambling after her as she walked through the station to the elevator. She stepped in, waiting for you to join her, then hit the button for the basement.
You stood in silence until the elevator made a ding sound and stopped it descent. The doors slid open, and your boss walked out, you followed her closely as she traveled through the dark halls into the lower levels that were the shipping room.
"Captain, may I ask what were doing?" You asked, glancing around.
"I've told you hun
.:Jeff The Killer X Reader:. Part 10*Winter*Normal*POV*
You yawn and sit up. You had fallen asleep on the couch, and were laying on top of a still sleeping Jeff. The other pasta's were laying on other pieces of furniture or on the floor, fast asleep. It had been a late night, playing video games, eating lots of junk food and watching movies.
You heard the beeping of a game and turned to see BEN and Kitten, still wide awake and staring wide eyed at the TV screen.
"Did you guys ever sleep last night?" You asked, rubbing your eyes.
"Nope." They spoke at the same time, and never let their eyes leave the screen. You rolled your own (eye color) orbs and gently got up, careful to not wake Jeff.
"That's smart. Hey, Kitten are we training today?" You looked over at the neko.
"Ya, let me just finish this game, go upstairs and fix yourself up, then we'll go out."
"Alright." You started climbing the stairs.
"No, no, no! Fuck!" You turned to see Kitten pouting. Her character had gotten KOed.
"Heh, your outta your
.:Jeff The Killer X Reader:. Part 12*September*9MonthsLater*Normal*POV*
You sit on the couch in the living room, thinking about the past few months. Your belly had been center of attention to everyone in the household and Jeff rarely left your side and was very protective of you.
"Jeff." You started, looking over at the drowsy killer that was sitting next to you. "Get some rest, don't worry about me." You were worried about him, he had gotten little sleep in the past few weeks, only catching small naps and then waking up to watch over you again.
"I'm... i'm fine." He yawned, . The front door opened and his head swung around. You turned slightly and smiled at Slenderman.
"Hello, Miss (your name). Feeling well?"
"Yes, but i'm worried about Jeff, he needs some sleep!"
"That is true, he does need rest but i think his body is to anxious to let him sleep for long."
You sighed and looked over at Jeff, he was staring straight ahead, and
Caring / EpilgoueJohn watched as Sherlock tugged on his shoes and grab his scarf. John knew what was about to happen. It happened every year on this exact day. Mycroft would be waiting outside. Sherlock would get a text and leave with him. And for the next few hours, John was left alone. He didn't know where they went or what they did, but it had to be important since neither brother really ever got along any other time they were together.
As Sherlock was about to grab his coat, John stopped him. Sherlock knew that his flatmate would soon be doing what he did everytime he left. Ask him what he was going to do.
"So... you going to tell me where you're going this year?"
"No." With that said on the matter, the youngest Holmes left. He closed the door behind him, grumbled at the rain and swiftly got into the car with Mycroft. The first few minutes were silent before the elder spoke.
"It is the first year that we cannot walk. She must be sad today."
"I presume John asked about your outing again. I
The Baker- Moriarty x Reader Chpt- 6You and Sherlock had just finished boarding up the windows, the glass cleaned and the damage to the flat managed as best it could be, when Mycroft appeared in the doorway. In a few long strides he had your face in his hands, tilting it in the same way Sherlock had as you gave a displeased huff, “I’m fine, Mycroft. It’s just a scratch.”
He narrowed his eyes at you, “Had you not been here like I asked-“
“Don’t start with that. I’m old enough to make my own decisions just as Sherlock does.”
“Brother mine, go see if Mrs. Hudson requires any assistance. (F/n) and I need to have a little chat,” Mycroft ordered, his inquisitive eyes never leaving yours, and for once Sherlock did as he was told- as entertaining as it was to watch the two of you bicker something told him this time it was different. You turned from your eldest brother once Sherlock was gone, fiddling with some papers, and Mycroft very gently commanded,
The Baker- Moriarty x Reader Chpt- 8After apologizing to John profusely, you tugged a lock of Sherlock’s hair, “I may have kissed John but you injured that that sweet girl… I’ve told you time and time again that it’s sometimes best to let people discover things on their own.”
“I was only trying to help,” he said, batting you hand away without looking up, and you rolled your eyes, picking up one of the trainers to look it over while he went over what he’d gotten from them. He was reaching the end when you tilted your head, causing him to pause, “Tell me.”
“Something about this seems familiar but I’m having trouble placing it…. 20 years… I was barely ten and you only thirteen. Mycroft had just left for university,” you trailed off pressing a thumb to you lips in thought. Sherlock blinked a couple of times and then softly breathed, “Carl Powers.”
Your head snapped up, “What?”
“Don’t you reme
ASC- A New Beginning- Mycroft x Reader Chap. 12You were rudely awakened by Sherlock stealing your blankets and pretty much yanking you out of bed, causing you to vehemently protest, “Leave me be, Sherly… I’m sleeping in.”
“No, you aren’t.”
Knowing exactly what he was trying to do, you went limp, forcing him to hold your entire weight, “I don’t care about jet lag right now. I just wanna sleep.”
He very unceremoniously let you fall and you contently curled up to go back to sleep on the floor, causing him to give a soft growl. You thought for a moment you were going to get away with that little stunt before he deceptively hummed in a soft tone, “Don’t make me do this the hard way.”
You just snuggled into the floor, “You wouldn’t dare.”
John and Mycroft were just sitting down at the kitchen table when they were startled by a loud screech followed by two sets of heavy footsteps trundling down the stairs as your voice shouted, “I’
Brothers: Sherlock x Reader x Mycroft (part 5)For a moment you hesitated, unsure of whom you should follow first. You had no idea where Sherlock had headed but Mycroft was recovering from the blow. Deciding that you had a chance of finding Sherlock you headed out of the cottage and down the small path leading away for it. As you walked you played over the events that had just happened. Sherlock defending you to his brother, Mycroft’s annoyance at not knowing everything and the feeling that this was your fault. Suddenly it dawned on you; Mycroft had thought something was happening between you and Sherlock. You wrapped the hem of your top around your finger as you dwelled on that thought. Nothing had happened but you wondered if something could. Completely unaware of where you had been walking you came to a stop at a crossroad wondering which way Sherlock would have turned.
“Oddly appropriate” you whispered
Each of the roads looked the same and you let out a frustrated sigh. A hand squeezed your shoulder, causing y
BEN Drowned x Reader CH.1I think Someone might be watching me
When a young girl was visiting her best friend Ben, he looked sad. He told her that he was moving away, before the day he left he said his goodbyes, but he also gave [Name] something to remember him by. It was a small carved statue of Link in the Legend of Zelda series, although creepy, she responded with tears and hugged him tightly. Sure he was a big fan about the LoZ series, but he put her before anything. He looked at her with his brown eyes, he smiled sadly while whispering a goodbye. Everything seemed a bit foggy afterwards, all she knew was that the rain washed away her memories. She blocked something out, soon after she hit age 17, she completely forgotten about him after a phone call.
When she was told her by mother and father were about to go to a funeral, she wondered who died. She heard that a boy named Ben died. When she heard that name, it wouldn't go away, it just lingered. A question remained, who was he?
More Than Friends?- BEN Drowned X Reader (Request)You had always admired him.
The way his green hoodie partially hid his golden blonde hair, the way his crystal blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. The way he laughed, and the way his smile always made you happy.
Your friend Ben.
The guy you had known for almost 7 years. The guy who was always there when you needed him. The guy that always made you laugh.
The guy you had a crush on.
You sigh to yourself, mentally slapping yourself once again. Stop thinking like that (Insert Name), you tell yourself in your mind. Ben is just your friend. You’re nothing more than a friend to him….Right?
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
You groan, practically smashing your alarm clock to turn it off. You sigh, and get up to get dressed. After putting on a plain (Favorite Color) T-shirt, and a pair of jeans, you brush out your (Hair Color) hair and pull it into a ponytail. You walk downstairs, finding your Mom had already left for work, and slipped on your shoes. You walked to your bus st
War is peace ch 1 (Loki/Avengers x Reader)You resist the urge to scramble to your feet and watch for whoever the mysterious visitor would be. That would be a sign of emotion, something you didn't want to show anyone you still cared enough to have. So you laid there, void of emotion, awaiting impatiently the arrival of whoever the visitor was.
You blinked in shock as the man came into view, flying to your feet, standing there glaring at him. Why would the king be visiting your cell? The man who had put you here in the first place?
You stood your ground, not even considering to kneel and show the expected respect. He held your glare back in his one eye, before slowly a bright smirk appeared on his features. "Know you not enough to kneel for your king, thief?" He smiled. You just hardened your glare. "What do you want.. Why are you here, 'Odin'?" You growl, emphasizing his name with venom.
He laughs, surprising you. You'd expected him to be mad.."My, my, the beautiful young maiden truly has no realization of how to treat her king
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 50John pretty much expected his phone to ring sometime in the near future, what he didn’t expect was for the person on the other end to be Sherlock, “Can (F/n) dance?”
“Umm… Not particularly, no. She’s pretty decent at salsa and the tango-something about the music-… and I’ve seen her do a bearable basic waltz but other than that she’s pretty terrible. Doesn’t keep her from doing so but really… just rubbish.”
Sherlock hung up on John so he didn’t have to deal with his questions, having already gotten the information he needed, and strode across the street to the small dance club. It wasn’t hard to find you since both you and Gabriel weren’t exactly shy, dancing openly near the center of the floor, and for a moment Sherlock did what a number of other people were already doing, tucking himself off the side to watch.
He’d never been so bombarded with emotions in his entire life and while normal
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