Creepypasta X Reader Oneshots

Slenderman X Reader

((Key:

(F/f) - Favorite Flavor
(Y/n) - Your Name))

You had been a Pasta for quite some time now, living in the mansion surrounded by idiots. Though, there were a few here that you liked. Sally was like a sister to you, Toby and you often had breakfast together while talking about life, and BEN often hooked you up with the latest video games. Currently, you were hanging out with Clockwerk  in the far corner of the crowded living room, sipping on a small cup of (f/f) juice. See, Jeff had the marvelous idea to throw a prank birthday party solely to make BEN annoyed. But then Splendorman found out that decorations were involved, so....things got a little out of hand.

Balloons, streamers, noise makers, party favors...all of the things a human child's party would have. It was really not down your alley. So that's why you were being a wallflower. That is, until Laughing Jack came over and dragged you and Clockwerk out into the middle of the room, where everyone else was sitting in a circle, some on the sofa and some in the floor. In the center, Offenderman stood with a wide grin, his fedora filled with slips of paper. Oh, God...you knew where this was going.

As if to ruin your life, Offenderman grined impossibly wider, seeming to glance at you. "You all can assume where this is going. As my own little present to Benny boy, I'm gonna make it easy for him to get some tonight. But, all's fair in this game. Simply draw from the hat. I'll draw the first name to start us off, and then that person will draw to find their partner. Let's have fun~" The tall man said in a rather...off-putting voice. Now, you knew Offendy. He was actually alright if you looked past his..."career choice" and his flirtatious attitude towards the female Pastas. But he was still OFFENDERMAN, for crying out loud.

Painfully slowly, he reached a white hand into his hat, pulling out a slip of paper like he had just pulled a rabbit from the headwear. Opening it, he read the name aloud. "(Y/n)~"

Crap. Now you would have to be trapped in a closet with one of these morons you called family. Hopefully it would be someone you could stand. All you planned to do was sit in the corner of the closet silently anyways. With an agitated sigh, you reached into the hat that Offenderman held out to you, feeling about for just a second before grabbing a random slip of paper and pulling it out.

"Slender." You read out, slightly amused that the ever-so-proper Slendy would be taking part in this silly game. Whatever. The sooner this was over, the sooner you could go to your room and do what YOU wanted to do. Standing up, you made your way over to the tall entity, Offender's brother, and simply did as you were meant to, heading to the hall closet.

Slenderman, being the gentleman he is, opened the door for you and awaited for you to step in first, before being forced to follow suit. He had to duck quite a bit to step in, but he managed. You assumed it hurt his neck and back to be ducking down like that, so you moved to the corner of the small space to give him more room, now closed in completely. "You know you can sit, sir. It would most likely be much more comfortable." You told him. Though you couldn't see, he nodded. Whose idea was it to place such a tall man in such a small place? Oh, right....his idiot brother.

Slender had to bend his legs to sit easily, and his back was entirely against the wall. Poor chap. Must be terrible for him. "So, my child, while we have the opportunity. I wanted to talk to you about your training. I've noticed Masky and Hoody have been gradually using more and more of their strength on you. How have you been managing?" He inquired as he placed his hands in his lap as well as he could. You raised an eyebrow. Small talk? Really, Slendy?

"It's a major pain in the rear, but I'm handling fine, I think. A little extra exercise never hurt anyone." You replied, sitting down yourself. This was.....awkward. It was silent for some time, and you began to wonder how long you two had been in here. It was only seven minutes in heaven, right? How long could seven minutes be? Your question was answered when Offendy knocked on the door a couple times, chuckling before he said, "Make yourselves decent, you two. One minute left."

Slenderman seemed to stiffen a little. What the heck, you wondered. Was he feeling sick? Did he even GET sick?

"(Y/n)..." Slenderman spoke lightly, grabbing your attention. "Do you remember...the night I found you? The night you became one of us?" He asked. The memory was bittersweet to you. A tiny smile tugged at your lips. You were only around ten when it happened. Your house was raided by a group of men from your father's workplace, where he worked as a scientist. They were searching for his latest research in hopes to steal it. Your mother told you to hide while your father battled them off, but it was one against five...he was no match. Then the filthy scum killed your mother because she had seen too much. Little did they know that you had seen it all, just as well.

You ran away that night, into the woods. You didn't know why, the men were gone, but you kept running. Until you fell and hurt your leg. Tiny, confused, and hurt, you cried out for help. But nobody came. That is, until a tall man came and told you to come with him. You were scared of him at first, but you liked the way his face looked...blank and nonexistent. So you followed him, like he said. And he trained you. You grew finely, training everyday for one reason and one reason only. To hunt down those five men who killed your mother and father.

Currently, you had taken out three. They knew how to hide, those scumbags. And the best one of them all so far, you decided, was the pig who had been the one to put the bullet in your mother's head. You were sure to make his death slow and painful, and took great pleasure in watching the life slip from his eyes as you growled, "You dirty mother killer."

Snapping back to the present, you shook your head. "Yes, I remember. And I'm grateful for what you did for me. The only thing I ever wanted was to kill those awful people. And now, that wish is slowly coming true, thanks to you." You smiled a little, the grin fueled by both tenderness towards your new family and bloodlust towards your targets.

Slenderman waited a moment before he spoke again. "My child, I'll simply be honest with this. I have taken great pleasure in watching you grow into the killer you are today. I am proud of you. Over the years of training you, I have grown quite close to you. So, allow me to ask...do you not have any other wishes that you would like to come true, after you have taken out all of your targets?" You froze for a moment. You....hadn't thought of that. What were you to do after they were dead? What purpose would you have?

"TIME'S UP!" A bright light entered the room as the door opened, blinding you for a moment. Slender seemed hesitant as he stood, minding his head as he helped you up. Offenderman seemed a little disappointed with the scene, as if he hadn't found what he wanted. But you didn't care, simply pushing paste him as you exited the tiny closet. Slender followed behind, thankful that he could stand to his full height again. But, before you walked off, you were sure to look back at him a little over your shoulder, mumbling a tiny response just loud enough for him to hear.

"You can be my new wish...if that's okay."

((Jeez! 1389 words! I am so sorry that none of these have had any actual....ROMANCE so far. But I can do Part 2's if ya like, promise. Hope you liked it. Oh! And a fun game for you to play! Try and spot the two Undertale references I made if you like! Bye for now, you little Bombshell Beauties!))