𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐛 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐜𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧.

"god, i'm so glad i picked up his call." achieved: #1 in #billieeilish #1 in #billie #1 in #eilish #1 in #billieeilishfanfic #1 in #fic #1 in #wlw #3 in #fanfic #1 in #bisexual #2 in #fiction #8 in #fanfiction

billie eilish texts the wrong number and never expects her to discover the real identity of the weirdo sending her messages.

(BBS X Reader) There are those common people in other stories when they tell their life's tale. But me... Well I ain't no stripper, no gang leader, no badass bitch with a traumatic past, not an officer who turned rogue, not a victim who was taken- No those are so lame! I am a Tattoo artist on the wrong side of town. I make a good living out of it and I guess I do still have balls to do stupid shit. Thats cause I'm an idiot! Where are my manners? I'm Y/N and I guess welcome to the story of my life of A Tattoo and Bad Boys... First published: February 13, 2021 Currently: COMPLETE! (⊙...⊙ ) oh my god- 4.36k- tHaNk YoU!!! July 31, 2021

(Creepypasta X FemReader) Some say I'm too sensitive but truth is...I just feel too much. Every word. Every action. Every energy. Everything just goes straight to my heart. My life was never really a perfect life but it was at least decent. But its always quite possible things will turn out far better than they appear so I always look forward to tomorrow. But recently things have been horrible and there's this feeling in the pit of my stomach that I feel I should listen to. Who knew listening to a gut feeling would've given me something so powerful... ~~~~~~~~~ Author's personal favorite part of the book: "Man, do you know how fast angels are? Like, daaaaaamn! Can you believe I am feeling the tiniest bit exhausted? WOW!" ~~~~~~~~~ The original photo of the cover belongs to SunProjects, credit goes to them for the artwork! I just edited it to make the cover, all photos aren't mine unless said otherwise. Thank you! First published: September 18, 2021 Yea this is an X Reader, yea this is a creepypasta story- what of it? Take note, take this into careful consideration! The Contents within this story will disturb you. I am basing the killers as real life criminals, criminals who do not care what age you are to hook up with, criminals who don't care about your personal boundaries, who won't ask for permission or be your usual fictional Creepypasta characters. But I wont be that fucking rude, I'm mixing them with fiction and reality. More in Ch1. ╮(─▽─)╭

Yandere!Underswap!Sans x Shy!Reader And some Papyrus x reader -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- He was so sweet, so innocent. All he loved doing was cooking tacos, listen to his brothers puns, and try to be friends with everyone. Then you're pushed down a hole and end up in this strange new underground. After seeing you, his sanity breaks. Instead of making tacos, he loves hearing bones pop. Instead of listening to his brothers jokes, he bathes in blood. Instead of making friends with everyone, he kills them. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- "You can't escape. Not now. Not ever." -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Sequel to ending D: Silently Sleeping (Underswap!Papyrus x reader) Sequel 2: A New Life A/N edit: Apparently, I like this word cute. Oh, and, under a bunch of editing. A/N edit two: OH YEAH, and very cliche! XD

New house, new neighborhood. Sans is starting to get unlucky. Living with serial killers in a hardcore narcissist neighborhood, with threats of the Government and Slenderman closing down onto him, Sans is bound for a bad time. He's trying to stay afloat, desperately clinging to everyone he has as he tries to care for his kids under this pressure. He's trying his best. Sans had luck on his side before, but not anymore. His past actions are eventually going to catch up. He's going to be caught going down this dark rabbit hole of CreepyPasta. It's only a matter of time. Book 1: Welcome Home, Serial Killer Book 2: Daddy's a Serial Killer Book 3: Just me and my serial killers On hiatus

After witnessing the horrible murders of your parents at the age of 7, you haven't been the same since. You become a mute, shutting yourself out from the world, not doing much. The only company you have are the voices in your head and books. Reading became one thing you loved to do, as well as music. When you finally turn (your age), your adoptive parents try to cheer you up by taking you to the library. Once you get there, you feel a pair of eyes on you. After a week of being paranoid of everyone and everything, your foster parents go on a business trip. You know that whoever is after you, will attack soon. Will you survive the attack? Who has been watching you and what do they want with you?

Sans wasn't fine. Certainly not after watching that. Not after that. Watching a murder, becoming paranoid and jumping when he even passed some trees, he was losing it. Sans was falling down into a pit of despair and even Papyrus couldn't save him. Until, well... He meets someone. Who has been through the shitty game of life before. And they'd be damned if they let him become what they've turned into. And they seem to know more than they're letting on. Is it just PTSD? Or is it something else? (Sans' House Guests rewrite, same premise but completely different events! Crossover between Undertale and Creepypasta (and Ticci Toby because technically he's not a CreepyPasta anymore)). Book 1: Welcome Home, Serial Killer Book 2: Daddy's a Serial Killer Book 3: Just me and my serial killers

The surface was not what Sans thought it would be. Lack of communication skills, communication in general, and social interaction had driven him into a depressed and anxious state of loneliness so deep that it'd take a gang of serial killers to help drag him out and fix his problems. Literally, it took a gang of murderers called CreepyPasta just to set things right. The world acts in funny ways. (REWRITE IN PROGRESS - Be warned, this story is old and is not properly written to handle certain topics regarding mental health.)