Jeffthekillerxreader Stories

School was almost over. After exams, there were few more weeks of that shithole, and then she would be free. But as the school was called in for a meeting in the main hall for a surprise field trip, she couldn't help but feel as though something was terribly off. --------------------------- Best rank: #1 in jeffreywoods I own nothing apart from the plot of this story.

The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART

☠️♥️When you meet Jeff for the first time when him and his family moved in, you knew something was different about him. It pulled you closer to him, but you had no idea what he was capable of Or what you were capable of for that matter..♥️☠️

||Description|| You, a senior in high school, are prepared to blow this town and begin your life in LA--but a particular killer ruins your plans. ||Trigger warnings|| There will be descriptions and/or references for the following... - suicide, death, murder, homicide, verbal/mental/physical abuse, blood, unsettling scenarios. read at your own risk ||Disclaimer|| - I do not own any characters that are specifically of Creepypasta. I only own my own characters and this story. - There will be no lemons - No characters that are specifically of Creepypasta will have glorified backstories or personalities - Characters that are specifically of Creepypasta will have minor changes to their character depending on how it plays into the story, so before commenting of how their character isn't described a certain way, keep in mind that I meant it to be that way Also hello if you're from Carved Happiness! I'm sorry that I kinda dipped out for like 2 years, haha but I'm back with another Jeff the Killer x Reader :3

So this is my first Creepypasta fanfic. Hope you like it :)

The stories from her past were unknown. She agreed to play his games for the clues. Unknowingly becoming his in the process. _____________ #3 in #jeffthekillerxreader #35 in #creepypasta

In this story you are Silent Child. A girl who doesn't talk much and hides a lot. You're new to the household and some are welcoming while others could care less. But once you meet Jeff, his curiosity never seems to go away. He's Always asking questions and trying to figure you out. Can he do it? Will he know the truth about you and Cassie? How will he feel when Zalgo gets involved? Read and find out~

Jeff The Killer X Reader R RATED STORY: violence, swearing, abuse, and sexual content -steady upload schedule- I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK

(Jeff the Killer x fem! Reader) Living by yourself is easier then it should be, but there's always room for one more. Your uninvited guest gets A little too comfy in your home, And around you.... [Mature themes are portrayed in this book]

Y/N; in love with a teacher... Jeff The Killer; in love with putting people out of their misery... Could these two drop their comfort zones and go after each other?

Theres a killing spree happening in my town, I'm not scared though of course. Not like I'd be upset if I died, no one would miss me either except maybe my dad. My trip to school requires me to walk through the woods, it's not the nicest walk but its the only way I make it in time. Sometimes I find cool things on the path, bones, rings, necklaces, but I never expected to find a killer on the loose...

The story will include (hopefully I can't guaretee cause I might get lazy and give up on this story) EJ, Ticci Toby, Jeff, Ben and maybe more

Kidnaped at 12 I'v lived at slender mansion for four years now. I work and maintain the grounds during the days while the creepypasta sleep. Ingrained in my head over the years: "I (Y/N) am worthless"

Jeff took you and bruterly murdered your family..you wanna try an find a way out, but he won't let you.

Your life of being a victim of verbal bullying goes through a regular cycle until he came and interrupts it, saving you from what you've called hell and changed your whole life. "Hey (y/n), how have I changed you since the day we've met?" "How have you changed me? Well, you've probably cured my hemophobia." "......." WARNING: WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE AND LEMON *Image drawn by gatanii69 on deviantart

READER INSERT! Includes a wide range of themes!!! ;)

Read the title. This is a fluff that isn't for any specific gender.

. . . 4 years, That was the deal. It was a sacrifice she made willingly, For 4 years, she worked tirelessly, pushing herself to the limits and beyond, even though it meant leaving whatever left behind. There were moments of doubt and despair, of course. Moments when she wondered if she had made the right choice, if it was all worth it. But then she would remember why she was doing it, and the doubts would fade away. {Creepypasta/Marble Hornets} Disclaimer/note: This is just for fun and this story contain mature/adult themes such as violence/cursing. I don't own any of the original characters except for my OCS, everything else belongs to their rightful owners.

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You were just a girl. Normal, teenage bullshitter who loved all things horror, but you never could see your self loving a killer, well, until today at least.