All the stories are true. All of the sightings, the myths, the legends, the encounters. Deep inside the darkest forest, is a mansion full of killers who feast on the blood of the innocent and not so innocent. There really is a man with long arms and hands, whose face is as blank as death. This band of misfits truly considers themselves the last family that have left. Until they met you.
Slenderman saw great potential in you when, even on your last beats of strength, managed to take down his Proxies and Jeff the Killer. Slowly, but surely, the Pastas nursed you back to health and sharpened your abilities to their maximum. This was it, you finally had a group of friends you could call family. All was good. Well, in your life, at least.
The truth is, you're being hunted. By none other than the most powerful demon that could ever roam this earth, Zalgo, Lord of the Underealm. And, to your uncomfort, your father. Ever since you had fought him and fled his kingdom, he has done everything in his power to torment you into returning home. You vowed to Slenderman that you would never leave and betray the Creeps. You couldn't. After all they had done for you?
But how long can your promise last?
Will Zalgo manage to break you?
And who will be strong enough to stay by your side?
Warning: major swearing *cough cough* Jeffrey Woods *cough cough*
This is also a Male!Reader × Jane the Killer story. Even though, yes, I know she's lesbian but let a guy dream (even though I'm not a guy)!
You thought your phone was broken when it read nine-forty-three in the morning while it was pitch black outside. One look at social media gave you all the information you needed to know what was happening.
The sun was gone.
Everywhere, in every state, city, country. Not only that, but people were making up all kinds of excuses for why it was missing. Yet, with each hour that passed, it kept worsening. People began looting in major cities, creating mobs to rush important buildings or block off busy roads. You, living in a semi-large city, could hear the sounds from afar; until those sounds turned to screaming, yelling, running. There were things out there. Things that wanted to hurt you. People that wanted to hurt you.
Will daybreak ever come again? Or was this new, apocalyptic setting forever your new reality? ...And why did a masked, bloodied, man just break into your bathroom?
ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV.