Protection- Part 6We lay there on the ground, our arms wrapped around each other's bodies, both of us catching our breath.More Like This
"That...was...AMAZING." She gasped.
"I know right," I panted.
She nuzzled her face into my chest, mumbling out words. "I'm never leaving you Dip. Never."
I smiled at her sincerity. "Mabel, I swear, I will never let anyone get their hands on you."
She chuckled."I'm all yours."
We stood up, got dressed.
We held each other's hand, a symbol of our close love, the proof of our vows.
Fiolee Fan Fic. Part Two Chap. OneMore Like This
"You look very handsome." My mother said to me, straightening my tie. Her dark hair fell over her shoulders, down to her dark purple suit that fit her slim body perfectly. She was practically vibrating in excitement. When she wasn't straightening my clothes, she was pacing around me, red heels clacking of the tile floor. "You've told me that a thousand times." I said, rolling my eyes and brushing her hands away from me. "Oh, I know, but it's true." She replied, grinning. I couldn't help but grin back, and in no time there was the tall dark figure we've been waiting for standing in the doorway. "Helen." He said quietly. "Oh, you're finally here!" She said, walking to him and hugging him tightly. "I'm glad you showed up, now we have to get going." She said, straightening his clothes and grabbing his hand, dragging him into the light. His white hair had not changed that much, and his skin color was just a little drained. Instead of his raggedy red and black cloak he wore a shiny new red c
Immortals- (Jeff The Killer x Reader) Part 2You stared up at Jeff, your cheeks turning a bright red. You struggled to stand up, Jeff let you, standing up as well, he looked a bit wary, like he thought you were gonna run.More Like This
"U-Uh..." You stuttered.
Jeff sighed. "I understand, You probably think I'm a monster." His expression turned distraught, and he curled a hand in his hair in frustration, averting his gaze from you.
"Dammit. I'm so stupid."
"N-no! I mean... You're not a monster. I heard about what happened when you were younger. I just... I didnt know you... actually exsisted.
Run you idiot, you probably pissed him off! You thought.
You didn't move. You watched Jeff as he glanced up at you, looking relieved. Your legs began to feel weak and you fell. Jeff looked surprised and quickly caught you and held you close to him... You blushed even harder, hating yourself for it.
Damn it ____...
"Careful..." He said, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You closed your eyes and tried to calm your racing hear
Immortals- (Jeff The Killer x Reader) Part 1The alarm on your ipod jolted you awake.More Like This
You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and sat up, turning the intrusive noise off.
Thankfully there was no school today
Getting out of bed you went straight to the shower.
You dressed in a soft black tank top, (f/c) cardigan sweater and black jeans. Heading downstairs and into the kitchen you listened for your mother who would usually be in the kitchen cooking breakfast by now. But you heard nothing.
"Mom?" You called.
She was probably at her friend Celeste's house watching boring musicals from the 70's and drinking tea.
You sighed and opened the cupboard, pulling out a box of Lucky Charms.
Thats when you noticed the note on the refrigerator. You pulled if off and read:
Hey ______ I went to the park. You took too long to get up.
Don't forget your keys on the table.
You folded up the note, placed it on the counter, and checked
Jeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife. Part XVIIIJeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife.More Like This
Your p.o.v. –
A tunnel is not a fucking door.
“THIS IS NOT A DOOR – IT’S A GODDAMN TUNNEL!”
“Ladies first” he said widely gesturing towards the tunnel.
There was no way in hell that I was crawling through that tunnel with that son of a bitch behind me, so I told him.
Funnily enough, he just looked me up and down, stating “Suit yourself… I don’t know why you’re so bothered though, I mean, you’re not much to look at, so it’s not like I’d be eye-fucking you the way there; you women with your insecurities and everything. Maybe you’re just bricking it and want the ever amazing Jeff the Killer to go first and protect you from whatever is on the other side of this door” He put particular stress on the word ‘door’ to which I responded with a glare that would have turned any normal man’s blood cold, emphasis on the whole normal m