(Y/N) (L/N). (Your Name) (Last Name) Bullied often. Why? Well, she sees things that aren't there. Her hair is as white as a sheet of paper. Her skin was the same. She is beautiful but cold. Just like snow. ~ This story will inevitably lead to MC having they/them pronouns and going by a different name if you don't like it then don't read it. Finished July 17, 2022

Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.

Sequel to Good Luck!- So I'm finally here. In these white walls. So much for luck. What am I without it? --------------------------- WARNING- makes light of heavy topics #1 Proxies / 2022-05-06 #1 Goodluck / 2022-08-19 #1 Lucky / 2023-01-18

Y/N S/N is a 16 year old girl with three older brothers. She had to learn how to be strong wih three older brothers to push her around. Creepypasta X reader

y/n is a quiet and expressionless girl after the death of her parents. Since their death, y/n never afraid of anything, including death itself. She have no friends nor family. She always carry her camera everywhere she go. As she just moved into the new town with the rumor of the haunted forest, she accidentally caught a picture of a man wearing a bloody blue mask. She come back to the same place the next day with a glimpse hope of the murderer will take her life away. But it seems that her plan didn't go as planned as their boss wanted her to be locked up. Alive..... She didn't get her life taken, but her life have been changed completely...... *Here some guidelines for the new reader.. ^^* y/n = your name l/n = last name h/l = hair length h/c = hair color e/c = eye color A/N = author note (A/N: It's my first time writing a story. Sorry if there are some mistakes on grammar or other things... Or the story just suck... (>w<") But anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it... (^o^)v *Blue Out * ) (A bit of a slow chapter update due to 'things'/'problems' I'm facing right now... But I'll try my best to update as often as I can... ^0^ )

One day, ( y/n ) decides that she is done with her mother's abuse. She sneaks out of the house during the dead of the night, only to be met with two masked figures and a little girl. Will she become a true pasta, or will she wimp out? - ( a/n: all writing it mine, the art however is not [unless stated otherwise]. i hope you enjoy! :0c ) highest ranks: #1 in creepypastaxreader !!!!! #106 in fanfiction #44 in creepypasta

If instead of SlenderMan YOU were the one to create a mansion that housed Creepypasta killers. "Who're you again?" "(Y/N). They call me (Y/N)man. This is my $700,000 homely mansion I built out of stone and glue with the help of an angry fork named Zalgo and my crippling depression. Wanna join?" "...Hell yeah." If I continuously unpublish and republish this book off and on its because my brain went dry and I ran out of ideas for it like with all my other three chapter stories. (if you know who did the cover art please lmk so i can credit their name here.) STARTED August 30 2021

Y/n is just a average girl with loving parents and a great life, so what happens when one little event changes her whole life.

There's a new killer in town, but no one knows who it is. No one would suspect the only survivor from the burned orphanage. He's quiet, good looking, skilled but most of all he is a she! XD I suck at descriptions!

↳ ❝ when a mysterious faceless stick tree man believes you, a random wimpy teenager, is worthy enough to be one of his epic edgy sidekicks and murder people for touching his poor quality emo sketch book pages he leaves on trees. ❞ ⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆Life With Creepypastas [LWCPS]⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹ • 𝘯𝘰𝘯－𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘪𝘤. • cover art by: me shitting around on roblox some random wednesday