Y/n's POV: at the moment I'm currently pinned to the floor with a gun to my head not my gun though Jason managed to get me to leave in my room. "Let me go you sick fucks!" "Shut the fuck up you bitch." "G-Guys we need to leave I-if Ljs not here." "You know what, for once your right Rogers. Hoodie come on let's go." The masked man go off of me and left my house.
I stood up and brushed myself off. "Will one of you guys tell me who the hell they are and why they were here?!" "It's Jacks business so I don't know. But those were some of the proxy's Masky, Hoodie, and Ticci Toby But everyone calls him Toby." "Mhm Yeah I don't ever want them in my house again, because next time I will shoot someone." (Heh yeah right I rather die)
A/n:yeah I got no ideas right now....except for Dananronpa Fuyuhiko x reader....I have an issue kinda but I'm sorry this is so short
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The toy maker +Jason the toymaker x reader+
FanfictionY/n us a normal everyday 25 year old woman running a small business. She was a small time manga artist nothing to impressive in her eyes. She loved her dolls specifically The wax and porcelain ones shed find around her house at times. She never thou...
