lizziebuggz

Disclaimer: Consent (agreeing to do sexy activities) is important, even when you're just making out.  The Creepypasta Seven Minutes in Heaven series has elements of dubcon, also known as "dubious consent," where a character's consent to sexy activity is unknown or uncertain.  The story here does not represent healthy sexual encounters and should not be anyone's basis for how they go about sexy activity in real life.  Check description for links to learn more. A/N: This was a request, and I'm going to try and keep this unisex, which means that it can apply to both genders here... I was debating about whether or not to make it yuri (because a

"How did you possess the cartridge?" "I'm not really sure. I kept fighting for something to keep me alive. The cartridge was there." BEN answered. "The cartridge being put in the water messed up the game. Terrible things happened." "Oh." Was all you could say. You could remember the horrifying, distorted, twisted things that happened when your brother played the game. Had BEN felt all of that? The psychological and physical torture he must have went through... "Why do-" "My energy is low." He cut you off. "You should go downstairs and talk to your parents. I'll be in your phone." He didn't let you respond. BEN faded away and entered your

“Hm?” you yawned lightly and tried to stretch your arms but to no avail as they hung almost limply at your sides, “Hoodie... I need help here...” You were sure that is you could see his eyes right now, he’d be rolling them as he walked over to you slowly, “You’re awake.... This is.... incredible (Name).” “How is it incredible?” you tilted your head innocently even though you were anything but, “I was only asleep...” “For three months. You worried all of us with the coma state you were in. We’ve kept constant watch on you since you were burned.” ̶