Formally Named: Bugs, Stripes, and Everything Nice After a life in the big city, you move to a lovely little town in Connecticut. You are a best-selling horror book writer, but you are also scared of all things creepy. After meeting the gothic girl next door, Lydia, weird things start to happen. You are pulled into a dangerous adventure with a demon, travelling to the Netherworld to break a curse set on you by another creature of the dark. I do not own any of the Beetlejuice characters and this is just for fun.

You, a shy and introverted person, the most sweetest a girl can be, is going through rough times... your parents got divorced because of your father's gambling addiction and you're forced to go move in with your mom and her new husband, Steve who is nothing but bitter and hateful towards you. You kept to yourself and hung out alone but one night a strange noise from the attic catches your attention... what will happen next? Read to find out!

So I've been like super into Beetlejuice as of late, and so I felt like making a fanfic. Note; I am not a professional at making stories or fanfics in general. The last one I really made on here was like 4 years ago and they no longer exist so I'm starting fresh and I just hope you like this ^-^! Also before reading I will note that you are a female in this story.

No matter where you tried to run, hide- no matter where you turned- that boy was there. From the familiar T shirts to the hoodies- to the manic grin across his face as his hatchets glared in the moon light- and the tall shadowy figure with no face loomed over you two. Reaching beckoning tendrils out to you- reaching for you- telling you to come home with it and the boy, and to join his side. Another thing about him though- was the fact that remembering who he was, hurt and felt impossible. His face and name evading you the same way you ran from him. But you grow tired, and like a rabbit running out of steam, you're eventually going to run out of energy to keep escaping him, and he- is relentless. Just like the creature that trails him- he wont give up till he has you. (Reader has amnesia, so does Toby- but they know they know each other, somehow- and he wants you back, -lots of obsessive stalking- lots of gore- you have been warned)

"I told you the night you tried to kill me; he's not your God." Sequel to An Eye For An Eye. Years after The Subordinate is closed, Y/N attempts to rebuild her life and recover from her short-lived romance with Toby. He's a changed man since becoming a proxy, with memory loss and lust for murder. Her heart still longs for him even years later. Will their relationship ever be repaired? The Slenderman is keeping an eye on them. TW: Mature themes!

"Toby believes it's something greater that coerced his mind any time he became violent. It was not his own will to kill but someone else's order infiltrating his intellect." Toby has been on the run for a couple years after he murdered his father and lit up his childhood home, evading not only the law, but Slenderman who's been trying to recruit him as a proxy as well. One night during his stay at a rundown motel, Toby meets Y/N, a girl staying in the room next to him. After saving her from her lowlife boyfriend, the story takes off. Read to find out where everything takes a turn. . . Notice: SEQUEL IS OUT. Just read, I promise it's good ;) Toby's original backstory has been altered slightly. TW: abuse, drug use and addiction, mental illness. As Toby's original creator has mentioned, Toby is not a pasta and isn't written as one in this story. Not your typical waffle loving, sweet boy: Please enjoy my version of Ticci Toby. *this is my first novel*

Paranoia takes over her. It consumes her every waking hour. All she wants is an escape. But he is what makes her stay. Warning: Intentional starvation is included in chapters 9-11. Side note: Masky and Hoodie will not have any part in this story. Completed but I post the occasional extra chapter

This book had depictions of abuse and toxic relationships. It's not a book that should be fetishized, I think that this is how the creepypastas would actually treat you if you were captured. Please read with caution.

There was this river behind your house that would always calm you down whenever you had a bad day, it was far from your house but still remained on your property. You always sat down by the river and played in the stream, you found many things near the river and enjoyed collecting them. But after you find a working camera,everything changes..

Y/n is a close friend of Lydia Deetz. After witnessing Lydia's slow decline of morale they decide to go visit her while both Charles and Delia are away. As they go upstairs they hears voices. Unfamiliar ones at that . Eventually reaching Delia's room before reaching the door handle they hear a gruff whisper. They open the door to see a crying Lydia and three other figures.