The-Sensible-Killer

"Shoo!" You shone your flashlight at the over-sized rabbit for the tenth time that night, sighing with relief as he hid behind the corner. Man, he just NEVER seemed to give up! Checking the time, your alarm clock read 2:30. 'Boy, I'm gonna be here for a while..' you thought, sighing a bit. Honestly, you were getting a bit bored of this little 'Hide and Seek' game. Besides, weren't you just dreaming about all of this? So that means that these robots couldn't kill you...right? ~Nightmare Bonnie's POV~ I shook my head, trying to get the disorienting light out of my vision. Oh..when I get in that room, the first thing I'm gonna do is snap tha

"No." Pitch wrapped his free hand into your hair and yanked your head backwards ready to draw the dagger across your bruised throat. One your hands instinctively flew to his hold on you but while he smirked and briefly admired the hickeys he'd adorned you with, your other hand was reaching for a shard of the shattered glass. You soon clasped hold of a large piece, hiding a wince as it cut into your palm and as Pitch met your fiery glare with a cool smirk, you drove your makeshift weapon into his leg. The glass pierced him with ease and the villain let out a howl of pain, dropping the blade as his hands were drawn to his wound. Immediately you

Your heart thumps wildly in your chest as your feet pound on the soft earth, and your breaths come out in short pants.  Behind you comes the sound of heavier footsteps following you.  The shade and shadows and silence that had earlier been calm, soothing even, now torment you, playing tricks on your mind. Earlier that day you had left your apartment and gone out into the woods for a walk to get away from your hectic family who is currently visiting you near your college, and due to your awful sense of direction, had ended up getting lost.  As you had wandered in what you thought was the right direction, thinking about how nice it was to be i

It was a cold winter morning in 221B. Breakfast was sizzling and all was peaceful. Sherlock wore one of his maroon robes over his eggshell dress shirt; you were positioned at the stove cooking fresh eggs to serve with toast. The morning was fine, until you decided to switch the mood up a bit. “Ollie’s is coming over tonight” You said, trying to sound careless. “Oh, that won’t do” Sherlock quickly stated after, watching your face tense as you slowly slid the eggs off the pan, onto his plate. “Why?” You spat, aggravated. “Because Janine is coming over tonight too” The man casually add

:bulletpurple:Note: This contains really soft major content and a few cuss words.:bulletpurple: And I'd give up forever to touch you Cause I know that you feel me somehow “Loki.” Her steps intensified when she closed the door. Loki exhaled the air in his chest calmly, turning his eyes up for a moment, seeing the starless night over him. The weak lamp suspended on the white ceiling twinkled a bit, and some straightened clothes were over the bed. “Good evening, Lady (y/n). What brings you here?” “Why?” The God threw his body to the left and stared at (y/n) as she walked quietly in his direction, each pa

Stay Jeff the Killer X Reader Chapter 1 ~~~ A.N.: (y/n)= your name, (e/c)=eye color, (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, (f/c)=favorite color, (y/h)=your hometown, and your 16, only thing I'm really choosing about you XD. Hope you all enjoy the first part of my Jeff the Killer X Reader story, Stay! :D I got this idea from playing the game 'Illusion: Ghost Killer' which, if any of you  know, is a Jeff the Killer game where your in what seems like an old, abandoned (SCARY) factory and you have to walk around (YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THERE) and place cameras in these red circles that are randomly around the place (AND ITS HUGE)! So yeah, it made me

"Yes." "No." "Yes." "NO!" "YES!!" "NO!!!!" You were having trouble with convincing Karkat to go with you to school. Who knows what he'll do without you watching him? So far, he hated everything about you. Sometimes, you felt like he hated you for no reason at all. He's just lucky you're tolerant. To sum up the weekend, Karkat watched pretty much every romantic comedy he could find, told you off, slept in YOUR bed, and you had to deal with him screaming at the TV while he was watching 'The Real Housewives'. "Look, nooksucker. I'm not going to one of your stupid human school buildings every gogdamn day. I'm your fucking GOD!" he snapped at y

{Part Three in the Seasons Pack} Fiddling with the cigarette behind his ear and thinking about lighting it, Dirk lowered his feet from his desk when his buzzer went off. Clicking the answering machine, he drawled a slow, “Yes?” toward his secretary. “The band is here.” A sigh. And then, “Fine. Send them in.” He let his finger off the button and straightened his tie. “Ungrateful brats showing up half an hour late. Do they know how hard it is to make a record with my company?” Fiddling with the glowing crystal around his neck, Dirk blew smoke rings out of his mouth to pass the time until finall

Oh shit... You stare at the T.V. screen in disbelief. You just accidentally deleted your boyfriend Sollux's game... He was going to be so pissed when he gets back! Sollux was currently out grabbing something to eat with his roommate Eridan. You push random buttons hoping there's some kind of undo but sadly nothing. You sigh and put the controller down before you break it. You look up at the screen again. How are you going to tell him? Video games are like his baby! You just killed his baby!!! You flop back on the letting out a sigh trying to think of what you would tell him. After a little you hear the front door click and jolt up. Eridan and

You swing your messenger bag over your shoulder, a scowl on your face. 'Thank god this fucking class is over....' You thought, standing from your seat, making it let out a loud screech, and you walked out of the classroom, into the hallway to see your close friend waiting for you there, something he normally did. He smirked down at you, "Hey, doll. Wvhat's wvrong wvith you?" He questioned, raising a brow. "You know I fucking hate that class." He chuckled, making a smile slowly come onto your face, as you roll your eyes, breaking eye contact with him. You know he just likes to tease you. You had been close friends with Cronus for what seemed

The funny thing is, his name is always on the tip of your tongue. His friendship--- and then your crush--- were so unexpected. Because, after all, his personality doesn't really allow for friendship, let alone friendship with humans. And yet, here you are anyway, no quadrants filled but your closest companion a certain violet-blooded seadweller troll. He doesn't complain at you about his quadrants quite as much, anymore; you think he figures you're probably a little tired of hearing his troubles. And, you are, but mainly because you want him. You want him to notice you the way he wants people to notice him; and you've just been getting quiet

You put down your monitor, glaring at that...that THING that was peeking into your doorway. That zombie..bunny..robot was just flat out creepy and disturbing. However, you found the entire place to be no-less distasteful. You knew he wasn't going to leave and taking your eyes off of him for a single moment meant certain death. So instead...you engaged in a staring contest with the Springtrap animatronic. "What. The fuck. Do you WANT?" He seemed to flinch at you tone and- Wait a second..he flinched? ""̤͎͎͔͓̰͔W̬̹̙̯̻͍-̨̬W-̳̲̘̘̫͕͡W

[Y/N] was in a different class than most. She had that boring family with a ton of money. Although she herself had nothing to show for it, the oddball out wearing casual clothes like anyone else at her high school. Although, she was not the only one strange to her family. There was this troll that also dressed differently than his own. Now trolls and humans had been going to the same school and communicating for over a sweep now, or as they say it. Walking through the halls of Skaia High was [Y/N] in a [color] dress, tights, and boots, while this troll wore something straight out of the 1950’s. She always thought him to be nothing but

(Intro) You had come to the this damn party because the strider brothers decided to throw it. You rolled your eyes, Dave has told everyone that he had a totally ironic idea and wanted to play a game of snuggle bug . The party had an even number of participants so every one was given a piece of paper with a Song on it, two songs were always the same, though on one was written snuggle bug and the other not Snuggle bug. The objective of the game was to find your Snuggle bug partner and snuggle them. Most people despised the idea so that's probably why Dave called it Ironic. The winner would be the last person to be found. The worst part was it w

You let the other girls throw you into the air where you flipped and came back down, them catching you. The stunt earned an applause from the croud that had come to watch the contest, a majority of those cheers coming from your friends who sat in the front row. be the Egbert  I watched the flip that (y/n) did, fully in awe with her abilities as a cheer leader. Yup, (y/n) (l/n), the cheer captain, and the girl you were crushing on hard core. Everyone stood and cheered when the routine was over and as the girls left the stage. (y/n) was the last one through the doors, a smile present on her face. When the judges were tallying scores, (y

Babysitterstuck Kurloz (AN: you speak sign language.) A man with long black hair opened the door,"you're (f/n?)." You nod and he allows you to enter as he adjusts the buttons on his suit. "My son Gamzee is in the living room, his brother Kurloz might get back early, so here," he hands you a few bills,"just leave when he gets home." You nod and are about to ask him a question but he walked out the door. You walk into the living room and see a little boy with messy hair watching TV. He turns around and sees you and his purple eyes widen,"are you my babysitter?" "Yes I am." He smiles widely and hops off the couch. He walks toward you. "So yo

-- turntechGodhead  [ tG ] began pestering  -_ [ -_ ] at 10 : 44 A.M -- tG: yo -_: Dave, hiya! You've...never pestered me before! What's up with that? tG: is that a problem -_: No, I just never pestered you before either, so... tG: and why the fuck havent you -_: ...No reason! Haha, no reason at all! tG: damn ___ youre weird -_: No I'm not tG: dont fucking argue with me ok tG: you are weird tG: anyways uh how do i put this -_: Put what? tG: okay bros a dick and shit and he wants me to see you -_: He...does? tG: yeah ok when can you come over -_: Er, noon? tG: great ok ill be waiting for you dont fucking disappoint bro or me ok -- turntechGo

The wooden door swung open. "I'm home." You call out. Your heartwarming call was greeted with silence, the exception of the creaks on the floorboard below. "Hello? Levi? Emilia?" You wandered through the first floor corridor, searching for signs of husband and daughter. "I guess they went out." You mutter. Reaching the kitchen, you place the giant brown bag of bread, milk, and fruit on the white counter top. Carefully, you place each grocery in their respective place in the house. "What am I going to make for lunch today...?" "Mommy! Mommy!" The thumping of small feet echoed off the floor and walls. You spun around. "Emilia? What's

"Heh heh the wind's really howling out there Karkat." "Y-Yeah, great." He said quietly, his eyes trained on the TV. John sat down next to the troll and leaned against him. "It's been a while since we had a good storm, this should be cool." Karkat was shivering slightly, "You cold? Karkat why didn't you say anything?" He grabbed one of the big warm fuzzy blankets they kept on the couch in case Karkat did get cold and threw it around the troll. "You never say anything, you don't have to be embarrassed, I already know you can't regulate your body heat well." Karkat gripped the blanket tight and pulled it closer to his body. "Thanks." He resu

Tavros smiled softly to himself as he rolled home from Gamzee's hive-he always had so much fun when he was with his friend. He had to push his wheelchair for quite a while to get to Gamzee's hive, but it was worth it. spending time with Gamzee was worth everything. Tavros loved him so much, he was beyond alarmed that the other was completely oblivious to it. It was so obvious. Tavros spent more time over at Gamzee's hive than he did at his own. He would completely blow off everyone and everything else when the clown was around him-his heart would soar in his chest every time he even looked at him. How could he not know? Tavros frowned and bit

Eridan watched from the corner of his room as Sollux fumbled with the computer chords littering the floor and desktop - a smirk slowly crawling up the sides of his cheeks as the blank screen of his computer flickered on again. "Gee, thanks, Sol," Eridan gushed, stalking over to where the bi-themed boy sat hunched over the computer screen. Sollux rolled his eyes - one scarred and unseeing, the other dull and restless - and elicited a snort. "You're thuch a dumbathth, ED." He muttered, spinning around in the chair to face the hipster in front of him. "Like, theriouthly. You jutht had to rethtart your computer." Eridan coughed, rubbing the bac

What is this!? Another fanfiction?! Oh yes~! If you haven't read the story I wrote previous to this one, you can start it here! - http://88death8the8kid88.deviantart.com/art/Undertale-Burn-In-Hell-Prologue-603648067 So this story continues on AFTER the last. It is still MAINLY about Sans and Frisk I guess. It will have genocide run and pacifist run spoilers... I think. And to tell you the truth, I'm still writing the ending for this story, so if there is ever a point where there aren't any chapters for awhile, it may be because I got stuck. But don't worry, I'll figure things out. For now these chapters might have no pictures for awhile 'cau

"Rose, darling, how are you feeling?" Kanaya purred sweetly as she slipped into Rose's room, on her daily checkup run. For the past week and a half, Rose had become sick with the flu. And Kanaya took it upon herself to take care of her, despite Rose's insisting that she didn't have to. "Hi Kanaya," Rose said, her voice stifled with illness. "I don't feel as bad... but I still feel pretty bad." Kanaya gently shut the door behind her, walking over to the bed and sitting down beside Rose. "How bad do you feel, dear?" "Like, 1 to 10-wise?" Rose asked with a small smile, shifting under the covers and coughing. "An eight." Kanaya extended a ha

You were pulled from a restless sleep by a series of screams. The large apartment you lived in was dark, apart from the small nightlight in the bathroom down the hall. Frowning, you sat up in bed, kicking the f/c quilt off of your body. The only sound that could be heard now was the low hum of the fridge. Perhaps you had only been dreaming? With your heart still pounding in your chest you rested your head back into the fluffy pillow. The comforting scent of fabric softener beginning to lull you back to sleep. “Nay!” You sat up with a gasp, this time you were certain it wasn’t a dream. Cautiously, you tiptoed out of your s