Y/N is half human, half vampire. Her ex Silas failed to fully turn her. She escapes from him, runs far away from the life she once knew, and finds herself in some strange woods. She eventually catches the attention of Slender and his Proxies. content warnings: foul language, angst, smut, fluff, light gore full credit to whoever made the cover art, I was unable to find the creator

Can a monster experience a thing called love? Or will he relapse back into darkness? Will the monster himself be able to help Ophelia with herself as well as work on himself for her? **Will not be edited until I finish** **Original art in the cover is by Slenderman-art on Tumblr**

Hellllloooooo! This is a remake of Field Trip, my unfinished x reader. That fanfic felt super messy and felt super rushed to me, especially for the short chapters, so I'm going to rewrite it! I hope you enjoy! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH GRAPHIC/SEXUAL CONTENT ~ School is a place of education and discipline, focus and struggle; good things can come from it though. A trip was announced a few months before and many students wanted to go. Unfortunately, only 16 students were aloud to go, since there were 4 teachers tagging along. The trip was meant to be fun and educational; it meant to teach us survival skills and team work, but that's not how it went. We are young adults after all, dumb and reckless. Things were just meant to go wrong.

🍋lemons (sexual stories) I would say 18+! now sooooo lmao {~REQUEST CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!~} (The fuck, why I been at this so long idk)

So you have found me and my friend creepily making our way through the forest as if we were expecting something. Your curiousity got the best of you and you chose to follow us deep within the forest. Who knows what you will find

Y/n was a happy little girl until her mother left her in a forest, luckily her father slenderman found her and rescued her. Y/n lived happily with her father and became his first (and best) proxy but when slender started to collect more creepypastas slender made it a rule that she must pretend to be one of the boys. Y/n understood her father's concern and went along with his plan, I mean, after all, it was like a mission. A/N- I own nothing I'm shit at writing -I will eventually get better- this is just for fun but I'm open to constructive criticism, people pointing out mistakes and people suggesting plot lines. Also, I shouldn't need to say this but this is creepypasta so it will include mature/taboo themes so proceed with caution! and i'm an old creepypasta fan so some recent pastas may not be in this( if you want them in it message me and I can try fit them in ). thanks for checking out my story!

"Please. Just submit to me, my rose. Give me your love, your everything." (Y/n) had never thought for a second that she'd be here, tied up and gagged, awaiting her fate. She had been told not to talk to strangers, but she had fallen in love and now she must hit the ground hard. She never expected to be locked away in his bedroom, keeping the key to her heart hidden beneath the mattress. Offender thought that she'd just be another victim, but she treated him like he was normal, like he was her best friend. He didn't kill her the first night and that was his mistake. But now he has her tied up in his bedroom and he's confusing his love with lust. He had never seen fear in her eyes and now that he sees it, he doesn't like it.

(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. ╮(─▽─)╭

A creepypasta x reader. All y/n wants is a "perfect" family, though y/n's is broken and shattered to pieces. Though she won't give up, she'll keep her hopes up. That is, until she gets into a accident. Then she ends up in some FuNkY trouble. This is also kinda slow paced lol. But if you want the real action just skip a couple of chapter's, you'll get there. And yes I made my own book cover. I update 2-4 times a month. Started: May 17th 2020

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