![]() The look on his face when he saw you playing his videogames, on his Nintendo Switch was priceless, he was blushing and a smile appeared on his face, but it turned into a frown when he saw your red puffy and teary eyes, being bright because of the light of the TV in front of you. It was a weird strong feeling, a pretty cool one. Obviously you started to kill, it was somewhat relieving just because you killed “the bad people”, and you liked to stalk because of gossip, of course.īut when BEN came to your room screaming something about you taking his favorite console and videogames, something clicked on you. It was really traumatizing, and it was a delicate subject for you to talk about, but when you first came here, walking in with Slenderman holding your hand, everything changed. You can still see the shadow of your father hanging from the ceiling. You can still feel their bodies hiding desperately under the bed, their screams, and the cries of your mother as she used your baseball bat to deform your friend’s face until death. ![]() You’ll see, it’s not pretty cute to know that your friends caused your sister to have a seizure and just fucking die in front of you and your parents, and that your friends were killed in your room by your own mother. You started to think to distract yourself from the memories, and it just made it worse. he said as you just waved at him from your comfy and warm bed. Slender seemed to be focused on something, and then he relaxed his muscles. He never really tried to defend you, but you understood that this was because he was not very good with words and feelings, so he decided he’d better shut up and just stare. BEN was tormenting some player on a random videogame, it was his way to get his anger out of him. It’s okay to let your feelings flow…Would you like me to call BEN? - he interrupted and offered. Hey…I-I’m sorry I screamed at you, I just-I…– Don’t worry, my child. Silence flooded the room, a loud sigh escaped from your mouth. “- his blanket…-” you thought, immediately thinking about your dear friend: BEN. IT’S IMPOSSIBLE, IT MAKES MY MIND REMEMBER THE THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO MY FAMILY AND ME, IT’S FUCKING STUPID OF YOU TO THINK THAT SHITTY “ADVICE” WOULD HELP ME…- You tried to gain some warm again by wrapping yourself with the blanket. HOW DO YOU WANT ME TO JUST FUCKING IGNORE THEM, SLENDER. you sat violently on the bed, shaking and crying even more. Hey, you know they just want to bother you. Slender opened the door to your room and sat on your bed, noticing your tired and red face as a product of you crying all day and night and feeling kinda bad for you. You weren’t feeling good, mostly because some of the pastas loved to do things that triggered your PTSD and you knew they were doing it on purpose. It was raining outside, a cold breeze made it’s way to your warm body under the bed sheets and you tensed up. WARNING: DELICATE SUBJECTS, TRAUMA, SUICIDE AND HOMICIDE. ![]() much to your pleasure.I never finished writing this one because I stopped being interested in this fandom some weeks ago, but I’m going to post what I have to get it out of my system lol but by the end of the night they may take something else of yours. The way that they treat you, however, makes you feel as if they don't want to hurt you or to take any of your possessions. After being ambushed by the two strangely familiar men that have invaded your home, you find yourself in a very complicated situation of being pinned down on your bed. **Extreme Content Warning** In the dead of the night, you find yourself startled awake by the sound of someone breaking into your home in the middle of the woods. Morgancatlovey Fandoms: Creepypasta - Fandom ![]() Invasion: (Hoodie x Reader x Masky) Rough!Lemon
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