Jeff the MuffinMore Like This
One day a blueberry muffin named Jeffery walked down the counter top his brother Cupcake Liu. they soon got stopped by a gang of disgusting BRUSSELS SPROUTS!
" GIVE US YOUR CRUMBS!" They shouted.
" SUCK MY BLUEBERRYS!!" he said. Then he picked up a toothpick and beat up their leafy butts. he was covered with leafs when he heard the doughnut guards. They ran home but it was to late the doughnut guards were at their house. Cupcake Liu said he had done it and the doughnut guards pushed him in the garbage disposal. If that wasn't bad enough a kid took a bite of Jeff AND LEFT HIM ON THE COUNTER!! Now he was crazy and one night he was home in cabinet and he picked out all of his blueberries. his mom (a cupcake) walks in on him.
"Arent I yummy mommy?"
"Yes let me go get your dad ( a blueberry muffin) to show him how yummy you are."
~in the muffin box~
"Bluey wake up! Get the fork!"
" You lied to me mommy." jeff was ri
Injured!Ticci Toby x Concerned!ReaderI ship Ticci Toby with Clockwork... but it doesn’t mean I won’t write an ‘x reader’ about him >:3More Like This
[F/n] - first name, [L/n] - last name
[H/l] - hair length, [H/c] - hair color
[E/c] - eye color, [F/c] - fave color
[F/s] - fave sweet (candy), [F/f] - fave flower
T.T is 19, You are 18
[F/n] [L/n] didn’t like large crowds. Ever since she was young, she preferred small populations. Although she didn’t like large population, she loved large trees. That’s the reason she loved nature. More trees mean less houses, which meant less people. Which is why she bought and moved into a log cabin in the woods. It was a cute cabin; two bedrooms downstairs, two bedrooms upstairs, the living room and tiny kitchen connected, and a single bathroom. She also lived next to a huge lake.
Although she didn’t like large groups, [F/n] seemed to be concerned about others well being.
Locked up Love: Reader X Jeff the Killer (Ch 2)More Like This
Chapter 2: After all these years
Today was the day. The day you would finally be able to work without having to wipe someone's butt or force medication down someone's throat... You would no longer be a caretaker but instead a registered nurse, one of the highest ranking positions in the institution next to the psychologist.
You had never officially met the psychologist before, only his secretary Polly Fenceworth. Polly was pretty much the psychologist's voice while he was busy most of the time in the basement where the most severe lunatics lie and where the treatment is administered... You moved out of the apartment you were currently living in and you were now staying in a dorm-like room provided by the asylum so you could be there on call for emergencies... (which were actually rather common.) Plus, it was free at least.
Even though the dorm rooms were pretty much isolated from the rest of the building, you didn't like the idea of having to live in a place like this.