You thought he was dead, the police thought he was dead, everyone thought he was dead, and it was your fault. You had only ever wanted to belong. You wanted friends, you wanted to be cared about, and you found that. Only, you found it in a cult that spat you out and left you to fend for yourself, just as they had to 𝙝𝙞𝙢.

[ 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ] ❛𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡.❜ They planned it perfectly, right down to the last drop of blood. The victims were chosen, the disguise purchased, and the phone calls scripted. But what they didn't account for was you. Desperate to keep you alive while still going through with their initial plan, the Ghostface killers become obsessed with making you their final girl. {𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏} Highest Rankings: - #1 in Billy Loomis - #1 in Stu Macher - #1 in Horror/Romance - #1 Scream - #1 in Slasher - #1 in Ghostface

It was known to be flirtatious and charming, but when it came to you, it seemed to be excessive. Working hard your whole life, it came as a surprise to you whenever handling SCP-035 came as a challenge. Not only that, but your superior was quickly getting close to you. Perhaps a little too close. Now you were stuck dealing with the inner turmoils of what you want to do with your life, the suffering your superior is putting you through- And what happens when a talking theatre mask takes more interest in you than it should? And why do you take such an interest in it too? (The cover art belongs to me.) CONTENT WARNING: This fanfiction contains emotional abuse and manipulation in general. It also contains strong language, (non-explicit) sexual abuse, death, and mentions of alcohol and blood. If you are uncomfortable with any of that, please heed caution. Started: 08/18/2020 First Published: 10/2/2020 Finished: 10/17/2021

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

"Tool." You muttered, rolling your eyes playfully. His display flashed (- -) as he coated his words in sarcasm, "Good one." A moment passed before it suddenly flickered to question marks (? ?). "Wait, you meant that in a literal sense, right?" Based on Ubisoft's Watch Dogs 2

Recently turned D-Class, you were a researcher who terrified your colleagues and had committed a terrible crime that your past self claimed was for the greater good. Turns out you had a stalker, and after being brought to 049 as a means of end, you, with no memory of your past, push through a breach and slowly uncover the mystery of yourself and that unforgivable thing you've done. All the while, bonds strengthen, and feelings develop with an unlikely someone. (Cover art belongs to me). Started: 08/19/2019 First Published: 10/28/2019 Finished: 08/19/2020

// Book 1 of the Poppy Playtime collection! (𝘚𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.𝘊𝘰™) 💜 (This story will be platonic! 💜) (Y/N) (L/N) is a previous employee of the Playtime factory who was terminated from the company, leaving the smiling Critters and children upset at where she went. Catnap was especially upset. Many, many years later, (Y/N) returns and runs into an old friend.

"another knife in my hands, a stain that never comes off the sheets, clean me off, I'm so dirty babe" warnings-mentions of death, blood, strong language, mentions of drugs/alcohol, smoking, mentions of cheating, some angst

You're a mailman in Teufort, plain and simple...but your last stop of the day has always been a challenge. You just wanted to do your job and get your lousy pay, but at the end of this, you're acquainted (and nearly befriended) with all nine of the mysterious mercenaries...that are probably doing illegal stuff. Hopefully nothing that will trace back to you - you're just the messenger!