You moved in to the Pink Palace with Coraline, your best friend. Your parents needed to save money, and so did Coraline's parents. So you all moved in together to split rent, bills, and groceries to help save up. When there, you meet a boy who Coraline so generously named "The town stalker" and "Why-Were-You-Born". You however, preferred to call him by his real name. Wybie Lovat. Maybe his quirkiness and your newfound crush for him is what the Other Mother wants to keep you with her. ☆☆ Highest ranking: #1 in Wybie Lovat

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Hey guys, this is my first and oldest story, so dont expect too much. Y/N is a female with she/her pronouns (I wrote this when I was like 10) ⚠Contains language, gore & murder, assault, and smut⚠ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You are an 18 year old who is leaving your abusive family, going to college. You will meet friends and enemies along the way with the exception of Bloody Painter. He is a Creepypasta you love and know. But what you don't know is that he will find a way......to change your life....

All characters belong to thier rightful owners. Your (Y/N), you've been isolated for most of your life. Anything before the age of seven was a lost memory. Who were you... who was that...? #271 in eyelessjack #36 in mansion

" 𝘋𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨?... 𝘺𝘰𝘶 "

The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"

in a 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 where ᴛᴡᴏ streamers ➨ 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 for each other via a 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 ↣✯ and find much more in 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓂𝑜𝓃 than they'd 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 expect if will or anyone else mentioned in this story says they're uncomfortable with something i'll change it/delete it/delete the story in general tw: depression, anxiety, mentions of self harm/sexual assault/suicide, slightly violent language she/her pronouns y/n = your name y/s/n = your streamer nickname impressive rankings: #456 on #dream #2 on #wilbursootxreader #397 on #dreamsmp #193 on #mcyt milestones (in reads) 1k - jan 9th 2021 5k - feb 5th 2021 10k- feb 19th 2021 15k- march 2nd 2021 20k- march 8th 2021 25k- march 14th 2021 50k- april 12th 2021 100k- june 6th 2021 started: dec 28th 2020

"𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅... 𝖤𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋." - High school sweethearts meet by chance the very first day of the year, as they try and rekindle their long lost admiration for each other... Or more accurately, coming to terms with how they've really felt since they've left each other's lives. [ ~86,000 words ] - In all honesty it's kinda just an English Telenovela. Started February ended August 7th 2020. - Inspired by Neil Sedaka's song Calendar Girl. - All rights reserved, story written by @giolibi 2020

『 #8 ɪɴ ᴊᴇғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ 』 The blood rushed over my body, heart beating, world spinning. It was a whole new world, I never knew something so bad could feel so good. The blood on my hands, the scream of their voices- I've done it. I've killed my first victims. This was the first murder in 2 years in our small town since Jeffery.. Now I know why he did it. The feeling, eating inside you, craving to get out. I stood there, staring at the bodies. I heard the sirens- growing closer, closer... And that when I saw him. Standing in the back yards corridor. Smiling, eyes not moving from my sight. "Found You." And that's when he grabbed my hand and ran. A new adventure began; [Trigger warnings: Murder; Rape; Prostitution]