'One Killer Maze', a reality TV show that has tens of thousands of fans around the world watching. The title of this show has one true meaning. Y/N, one of their longtime fans, has been watching for quite a while, loving the details they put into the show, characters, and acting. Each scene had been created in such a realistic way, sometimes you forgot you were watching a show! The contests themselves, as they were 'murdered' by the killers ensnared in the maze with them, always had pure fear written across their faces. What if, on a very special night, this TV show hosted a contest for brand new contestants to enter the maze? New contestants like the viewers. New contestants like Y/N. The shows' questionable authority slowly begins to come to light as their first episode of the tenth season began to air, Y/N the first one on the screen. ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OF AGE HERE (unless stated otherwise). [ Finished On Quotev 10/25/21 ]

[Discontinued] A young woman named Y/N is currently on the run from a tall supernatural being with only one goal in mind-get it off her trail at all costs. Although it has only been 5 months since this has all begun, it feels as if forever has gone by since she has felt at least a little bit normal. Her mornings are always filled with paranoia, nights are filled with either haunting nightmares or restless tossing and turning. She has grown tired of it all so she does the most reasonable thing anyone would do in her dire situation: run and escape. She departs from her home in Alabama, leaving her family behind to question her motives when she leaves with no clear explanation. Her sudden departure from home results in her having an unexpected encounter with a man. Only for her to learn that he happened to be in the same situation as her. Their fates intertwine, and Y/N isn't sure if this is a good thing or not. Perhaps it would all be worth it in the end. Perhaps. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i )

coz·en /ˈkəz(ə)n/ "trick or deceive." __ Moving wasn't so easy, you never knew that living in a different state would take so many turns, so many deceiving people and so many mysteries that left scars. As you started school you met two different kinds of people: good people and bad people. But there was this one specific boy that caught your eye, and so did his eyes caught you, rumors tainted him as someone who you wouldn't want to be close with. But the closer you got to him the more you realized how wrong people thought of him, until one single confession ruined everything, taking twisted turns and so many traumatic events. __ This is a rewrite of my first book of Bloody Painter! The cover and edits were done by me! The drawing was made by: プティ10日より垢移動 Or @4696fox on Twitter! Check them out they're amazing!!

/dĭ-lîr′ē-əm/ Noun; an acutely disturbed state of mind that occurs in fever, intoxication, and other disorders and is characterized by restlessness, illusions, and incoherence of thought and speech. Feeling unmoored and adrift in life was just a consequence of being a young adult. It was quite unfortunate, however, that your fate had been caught in the most horrible of webs. Perhaps you would have made something of yourself, if you'd had the chance.

"．．Ｉｔ'ｓ ｍｅ， ｙａ ｇｉｒｌ．" [ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏᴘᴀꜱᴛᴀ / ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] Lights flickering on the two stood staring at each other. Balancing the pizza box in her hands, the girl stared into the black holes of the mask. "So..want some coffee?" 〉In which a gen z college student whose been surrounded by the paranormal all her life somehow makes friends with killers.〈 〉Half crack fic half not. 〈

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/

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

As a psychology student, being casually stalked has thrown you for a bit of a loop.