"Sweetheart," His voice was low, an attempt at comforting you as he held your face. You turned away, flinching as his thumb ran circles on your cheek. "I'm not going to ever hurt you..." His voice was soft, but you knew better. God, you knew better. "I'm keeping you safe..." he murmured. "You make me feel ... like I'm...
Basically, you're 18. You were homeschooled your entire life but you were fine with that, you preferred to be alone. Your parents never cared to spend time with you and they neglected you which was part of the reason you were so used to being alone. You loved creepypastas and read them whenever your parents would negl...
It's dangerous to love a killer. But what if you were to love a yandere killer? He becomes obsessed with her and everything that has to do with her. He may call it protection, but everyone else calls it possession. And she doesn't care.
This is not a lemon. Lemons give me the creeps, and not the CreepsMcPasta or MrCreepypasta way. The first chapter is just going to be a... Uhh.. A.. I forgot what it's called.. OH!! A key.. (Duhh.. *Facepalms myself*) This is my first story so I'm sorry if it isn't too good.
You've been apart of the creepypasta family for a while now, but what happens when Slenderman assigns you a job to work with Masky? The one person who is cruel to you.
Since you were five, you have always been a famous YouTuber. I know, it seems like you are to young, but who cares? anyways, your family sadly didn't care about you and one day, your twelfth birthday, you guys were walking through the woods. Sadly, they lost you. You lived in the woods for about three days, until a ce...
Basically what's in the title but can we all just appreciate how cute Hoodie is up there! >^< AAAWWWWW!!!
You sneak out of your house to get away from your abusive father but end up finding yourself in a terrible situation witch causes your entire life to change you are not even human anymore but then you meet someone and slowly fall in love. And you go on amazing adventures and you become a force to be reckoned with.
"I love you (y-n)" "N-no please let m-me leave" "I am scared I can not do that, doll" "P-please" You whispered as you cry "That's not love, that's something called fake love" You continued ⚠WARNING⚠ -LEMON -GORE -DEPRESSION -CUTTING
Bloody Painter is ordered by his boss, Slenderman, to take off his mask and go to school as Helen Otis. And the school he's going to just so happens to be the same school YN (Your Name) LN (Last Name) is currently attending. Why is that detail important? Well, the answer is simple; she has been a huge Creepypasta fan...
(ʙᴇɴ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) . . . . . ''ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴄᴏʟᴅ; |written 4yrs ago
So this is my first creepypasta x reader! So if it's bad then whatever. Y/N is the newest proxy. Hoodie fell hard for the hard working proxy (you!!) Well Y/N and Hoodie end up together?
This is a 'select your fate' kind of story. You will read through the common route, and then choose which guy you want to go after. I will be building up this story for a while to get most of the guys in here, so make sure to tell me who you want next!
[SEQUEL to Killer Protector (Jeff the Killer story)] In the quaint town of Gracewood, Virginia, Ao Matsukochi lives comfortably with her adoptive parents and her loyal friends. For her, everyday is full of practice and optimism. Though, every person has their quirks. Sam is her best friend, who also happens to be in...
You couldn't stop it. The evil that was taking over, you couldn't control it. You needed to kill. It was telling you to. You've done it before, so why do you stop the blade above this hooded man's chest? You stared into his glowing red eyes, for once since becoming a proxy, hesitating. "I'm not the one who wants t...
hey guys this is my first x reader hope u enjoy! you were HUGE gamer. you loved pokemon,LOZ,minecraft,ect. you also loved creepy pasta. you lived with your parents.but your family were very mean to you. especially your sister Gemilia. the only person that was nice to you was your best friend jack. but he disappeared...
You live alone. You have one friend. You were an outcast. According to the rest of the world, anyways. You were a killer. You haunt the minds of corrupt people. You never killed the innocent. Just the guilty. It was several years ago when you first encountered HIM. Jeff the Killer. He saved you. Then, he left. You ne...
Your favorite creepypasta is in here,there are some pastas I know so can you help me by tell me some pasta's.(F.Y.I-my first smut too soooooo,don't be mean)
Just read it to find out please (I don't own The bloody painter or the cover art) it may stop at times. Sorry.
Your a 19 year old and your brother was shot and you killed a bully......woop I said to much hehe enjoy the story❣️
The proxies and Painter were sent by Slendy to go 'kidnap' the newest killer (Y/N) and make her one of their own. Painter is inspierd by her Sketches... will he make a good first impression or mess it up? will she fall for him or not? are they meant to be? read and u will find out...
Jason the Toy Maker X Reader X Laughing Jack This is a requested story. I'll dedicate the first chapter to the person who requested it.
Fate can be.. twisted. Sometimes to the point where it's too messed up to fix it. But what if.. what if it isn't so bad after all? "The more blood on my hands, the more my sanity slipped away..." ⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK FOR THIS STORY⚠️ ⚠️Slight profanity, bleeped out, though⚠️ ❗️I update throughout the entire week...
Knowing I burnt my house to ash? Living with that fact? That doesn't bother me. The punches and hits I receive? I couldn't care less. But this really fucking bothered me... (Warning, -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I...
I'm mainly making this fan fiction because I like Masky and think he needs more fan fictions AND because I would like to show you guys some of my OCs. None of them are shipped with anyone and they aren't OP so really they will only be used as side characters. Hope you enjoy
As a child, you had long since accepted the fact that you were simply... normal. Well, for the most part, anyway. Your parents worked really hard to feed you and your older siblings, often not being home since their jobs were so demanding. You couldn't complain. They'd adopted you and still loved you like their own. E...
