Protector|Sonic.EXE x Reader by ClanWarrior, literature
Literature
Protector|Sonic.EXE x Reader
"Seriously? Aren't you too old to have...stuffed dolls, [y/n]?" Sonic.EXE frowned as he, from inside your computer screen, watched you place your Tails doll up on the shelf in your closet.
Earlier today, you found him by a dumpster. One of his eyes was missing and he had several tears in his body, through which stuffing was falling out as you picked him up. There was also a slightly frown on his face. You were rather upset at the fact that someone had the heart to throw the doll away like trash instead of simply donating him to a less fortunate child.
So you took it upon yourself to put your sewing skills to the test by taking him home and
Can't Say Ch24 (Slenderman x Reader) by LadyMonoceros, literature
Literature
Can't Say Ch24 (Slenderman x Reader)
By noon, a total of three sparring rounds had been completed. The score was 2-to-1, and Sexual-Offenderman’s Proxies were in the lead. There was no doubt that the opposing Proxies were a good team. Even if you and Passenger were new, the odds were against your favor. Masky, Hoodie, and Toby seemed indifferent about your influence to the scores, though you were blaming yourself. At least you couldn’t blame your lack of focus on your broken nose anymore. It had stopped bleeding shortly after the first round, now only swollen and tender. Slenderman noted that he would tend to your nose when the day was over. “It’s b
BEN Drowned x reader: A Glitchy Relationship by ScarletProxy, literature
Literature
BEN Drowned x reader: A Glitchy Relationship
I shuddered slightly as a white light filled my darkened room. "Not again," I moaned as I reluctantly opened one eye. Just as I suspected, cleverbot was open on my computer.
I sighed as I slowly sat up in bed. Why did he have to interrupt the best sleep I have had in weeks? I'm sure he has other people to torment. I stood silently from my bed and walked over to my computer. I scoffed when I saw that the bot's blue text had been replaced with a dark green, and it's name had been replaced with BEN.
BEN: Sleep well?
My hands hovered over the keyboard for a moment before I replied.
User: Wonderfully, that is, until you decided to wake me up.
Slenderman x Reader- Through the Years by Miss-Fluff-Queen, literature
Literature
Slenderman x Reader- Through the Years
Slenderman hadn’t always been known as Slender ‘man’. When he was first created on earth he was made as a small infant which was similar to a baby with the same appearance he had today, except for his suit and tie of course.
As he grew into a seven year old, many other children would make fun of him for his strange appearance and how all his clothes never seemed to suit his needs as he grew taller with each passing day. He would often be called ‘loser’ by the other children that came across him in the forest he called his home with his older brothers. Unbeknownst to him, a small child of five years old would o
Will You Be Mine? (BEN Drowned X Reader) by Knight-Of-Blood1998, literature
Literature
Will You Be Mine? (BEN Drowned X Reader)
BEN and you were currently playing a videogame in the living room. You lived alone in a house close to a feild that was owned by your best friend (b/f/n), who would allow you to come and go on the field as you pleased while other's could only go on the feild at a certain time and on certain days. It was 10:39 at night and your eye's started to get heavy, "Getting sleepy, (y/n)?" Asked BEN who kept his eye's on the TV screen.
You jumped slightly and shook your head, "N-no" you stuttered. BEN chuckled then paused the game and looked over to you still smiling, "Really? Because it looks like you are struggling to stay awake" "N-no I'm not" you s
Notes: [f/n]= first name
I don’t know what to call the cloth Toby wears on his mouth, so I’m calling it a mouthguard. *shrugs*
When You Wear His Clothes
Out of boredom, I decide to explore my boyfriend’s room a bit, just a little bit mind you! I wonder what I’ll find….
Slenderman:
Slendie’s room is rather boring, truthfully. He keeps everything simple, except for one little detail, that detail being his desk covered by a bunch of notes with weird messages. I’ve been busying myself by looking through the notes, but after awhile, it starts to become rather boring. So I move on to his closet, to see
Notes:
[f/n]= first name
When He Kisses You
Well, it’s official. I’m a psycho, too. Why else would I date a psychopathic killer? But, you know, considering my odd interests, I can’t say I’m surprised. Plus, I’m in love, and that’s all that matters. Lately, though, I’ve been wanting to feel closer with my wacko boyfriend. But I wonder, how I will I go about doing that?
Slenderman:
“[f/n], you have been staring intensely at my face for the past ten minutes. What is on your mind?” Slendie asks me.
“Oh, nothing, just wondering about something,” I reply absentmindedly.
Notes:
[f/n]= first name
When He Confesses
Lately, my captor has been acting odd. Which, quite frankly, is making me really nervous. He has become kind of distant, almost like he’s avoiding me. I have no idea what he’s thinking, or what he’s planning. Is this it? Has he decided to finally kill me off? I thought we were close, that we were actually friends. I seriously screwed up by letting my guard down. I let myself forget, but the reality is that he is psychotic. Who knows when he’ll snap?
Slenderman:
“Slendie?” I call hesitantly. Lately, he has been locking himself in the library and refuses to
Notes:
[f/n]= first name
When He’s Jealous
After spending more time at what I now know is dubbed the Creepypasta Manor (what the heck does Creepypasta mean?), not only have I become closer with my captor, but I’ve also become closer with the other residents. While it makes me question my sanity, I’ve come to regard the Creepypastas almost like family. I’m starting to feel at home here, and I don’t know what that says about me. These people are killers! But I can’t help how I feel, so I’ll continue treating them like my family. That is, until the day they decide to kill me as well.
Slenderman:
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