My Baby Girl (Daddy!Slenderman X Reader)"Get your hands off her right now or I'll chop them off!!!"My Baby Girl (Daddy!Slenderman X Reader) by YamiAlex
If Slenderman had eyes, they'd be twitching at the moment thanks to the commotion happening right in front of him. Raising a hand to his head, he rubbed his temples and sighed internally at the scene. Unlike him, his brothers only seemed to find the situation even more amusing with each passing second.
Then again, it wasn't everyday that his dearest daughter had boys fighting over her, threatening each other to keep their hands to themselves while she was smack dab in the middle of their quarrel.
“Make me, you wannabe clown!!!”
Currently you were being embraced tightly by a blonde with features that were eerily similar to a beloved video game character, the only difference being that his eyes were dark black and his iris was blood red in color.
If you’ve guessed it by now, you should know that the one currently pressing her against his chest was none other than the infamous BEN
Seven Minutes In Heaven~ Hetalia X Male!Reader
You could see the occasional firework going off beyond your window from where you stood staring at yourself in the mirror, trying to figure out what you were going to wear to your friend's New Year party. Colorful explosions of light splattered the night sky in dancing waves of reds, blues, and numerous other colors before blinking out again into clouds of smoke; you had always loved all the bright lights and fireworks on New Year's. You glanced at your closet again, riffling through it before pulling out a few things and throwing them onto your bed "This should do it…" you mumble, trying your chosen outfit on.
Adjusting your shirt you looked at what you had decided on, running a brush through your (h/l) (h/c) hair as you put it in its usual style. You were wearing a black dress shirt with a red tie, dark grey pants, and dark red converse. What could you say? You wanted to be casual, but you just preferred to be a bit classier at a party. No skinny jeans or tight clothing for yo
Try Again - Levi x Reader
Levi gaped in revulsion as the Military Police in charge of your “interrogation” mercilessly slammed your face into the cold hard surface of the concrete. Evidently he cared little whether or not he should use lethal force.
The grey flooring was now stained with your blood, littered with broken teeth that came from the back of your mouth. But despite how badly you were being injured – you didn’t make a cry out in pain. Not once. You didn’t want them to have that satisfaction. You had willpower stronger than this man’s attacks – you refused to give him what he wanted.
Your vision was blurred; as far as you could see, your surroundings were all but nonexistent. The brutal assault he carried out on you might very well lead to your death, if it continued.
Your bones were broken, your skin torn as crimson stained your clothes, as a sickly purple stained your flesh. Pain shot through your entire body. Not one move you made could avoid its grasp on yo
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