13 chances 13 chances to kill her 13 chances to live. 13 Just 13 ???: "Time to Go To Sleep, little kitten..." Twelve to ten. Nine to seven. Six to four. Three to one. One... He's here to save the day, like a knight in shining armor. He won't let you die... Tick Tock... Tick Tock... *crack* ~~~ The Basics: YFN = Your First Name YMN = Your Middle Name (if you have one) YLN = Your Last Name SC = Skin Color EC = Eye Color HC = Hair Color HL = Hair Length HT = Hair Type (curls, straight, waves, etc) FC = Favorite Color SFC = Second Favorite Color MN = Mother's Name FN = Father's Name This story is written by Catastrophe.

*CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN* "Do I scare you, detective?" "A little." "Why's that?" "Because you could kill me." "You're right, I could. But would I?" Jeff the Killer x Reader Foul language Violence Any creepypastas depicted + reader are all 20+ yrs old STARTED: 12/15/19 FINISHED:

*100,888 words* Strange things happen under strange circumstances and sometimes the most unsafe people make you feel the most safe. When you meet Jeff, he's not exactly like the stories you've heard. Perhaps he's just broken, but aren't we all? Can you fix each other? Will he finally be able to love something, despite his insanity? What are the true stories of him and other creepypastas?

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 EXCEPT on weekends ❗️ 🔆COMPLETE🔆

(Y/N) noticed a the new transfer student. Something weird about him especially his face. Nobody else in her class noticed it but she does.....later on she meet him at her house with the corps of her parents.

This is by no means a story of which a girl falls in love with this amazing, hot serial killer who is so protective of her in the slender mansion. This is twisted story. A story of gore and sociopathy details that gives the real meaning of Jeff the killer, a mad man who barely feels anything who somehow feels a slither of emotion for some suicidal girl. Trigger Warning: There is gore, suicidal references, suicide, cursing, and murder. Disclaimer: None of these characters or artwork is mine. Only the story is. Also there will be no lemons. There will be no characters who fall into the stereotypical category like how Toby likes waffles. I mean yeah waffles are great but Toby isn't this happy, energetic teen who is so sweet. If you believe that, please go actually do your research and read his story :)

It all stared with a simple visit. A visit that was supposed to kill you. That night you were left with a strange mark on your chest, and that night your life changed. COVER BY: SlaveForGoogle NOTE: This story is years old so there's bound to be plot holes and sometimes just bad writing. If you can look past all that, please enjoy my story!

"LET ME GO! " you screamed, it was no use. You were bound to this .. Machine and you couldn't move. Will someone save you?

"You promised you won't leave me, that you'll always be by my side! Don't you remember?!" "No..." - Started: 071418 Ended: 061419 11.9K words Highest Rankings: #72 in shortstory (190k+ stories) #756 in fanfiction (850k+ stories) #65 in creepypasta (61k+ stories) #10 in ticcitoby (7k+ stories) #9 in ticcitobyxreader (290+ stories) #3 in readerxcreepypasta (280+ stories) #2 in tobyxreader (90+ stories)