Tᕼᗴ Տᗴᑫᑌᗴᒪ Welcome to Amnesia 2. To all those who had questions about the ending of the first book, you'll find your answers here. 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞.

𝘐𝘯 2013, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘛𝘰𝘣𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪... 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚... I'm not gonna so a TW because you should know what you're getting into if you're reading the damn thing. Anyways, I've been thinking of writing this for months now and I'm finally going to do it. There may or may not be a little 🍋 in this... I'll try to update it at least once a week, but during the summer I'll get to write at least once every couple days. Enjoy <3 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮₍'｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡₎ა ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ૮๑ˊᯅˋ๑ა ૮₍ '𖦹 ˕ ×' ₎ა ૮₍ - ⤙ - ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

Was becoming a house keeper to a broken down mansion holding several -what you thought was fictional- killers on your checklist? Not really. But it pays well. Are you really gonna be able to use the money? Probably not. Was having half of the residents obsess over you because of an accident virus on your checklist either? Absolutely!! So you reside in the Slender Mansion, all while time fleshes into nonsense and secrets unfold before your eyes. Soon, all you'll know is the truth. You won't be able to hide from the truth anymore. Huske. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Hello guys!!! Please give me feedback, I've been really trying to up my writing skills!! So I'm not all that sure that this is better than the og!! :D 🥇 - Bendrowned 🥇 - Ticcitoby 🥇 - Maskyandhoodie

𝗦𝗼 • 𝗹𝗶 • 𝘃𝗮 • 𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘁; to wander alone. ───────( creepypasta x gn! reader ) ╰─ [𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆] ─╯ ┈➤ three college students decided to involve themselves in a recent crime that took place in their university to help solve it due to the abnormality of the case. However, as the search evolves, they soon discover that it will 𝘯𝘰𝘵 make life better, especially for one particular person of the three. ❝ 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨. ❞ [ various! creepypasta ] ⎯ 𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙍𝙀 thriller - fantasy - [fan] fiction - adventure? 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙. nov. 16. 2023. 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙. - - - RANKINGS ::: [2025] #creepypastafanfic - rank 8 #laughingjack - rank 31 #ticcitoby - rank 33 #hoodie - rank 34 #eyelessjack - rank 40 #masky - rank 44 #bendrowned - rank 58 #slenderman - rank 61 #jeffthekiller - rank 62 ©𝐙𝐘𝐍𝐗𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄. 2022

𝙽𝚢𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊 (𝚗.) 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝; 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 ̷Y̷̷o̷̷u̷̷r̷ ̷g̷̷o̷̷i̷̷n̷̷g̷ ̷t̷̷o̷ ̷d̷̷i̷̷e̷ ̷d̷̷o̷̷i̷̷n̷̷g̷ ̷t̷̷h̷̷i̷̷s̷ "𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚡, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎" ̷Y̷̷o̷̷u̷̷r̷ ̷g̷̷o̷̷i̷̷n̷̷g̷ ̷t̷̷o̷ ̷d̷̷i̷̷e̷ ̷d̷̷o̷̷i̷̷n̷̷g̷ ̷t̷̷h̷̷i̷̷s̷ ̷s̷̷t̷̷u̷̷p̷̷i̷̷d̷ ̷j̷̷o̷̷b̷ "𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎?" !! ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ, ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴅᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ ᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴏꜱᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ɪɴ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇꜱ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴꜱᴀɴᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ɪɴꜱᴀɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? !!

(adj.) Half dead of exhaustion 《Creepypasta x reader》 (ORGINALLY ON AO3 AS "They never existed", BY ME AKA NATSUKIISSIMP) You woke up one day, and suddenly, all of your creepypasta searches disappeared, with Google saying no such things exists. You head to school confused and end up meeting new people, who reminded you an awful lot like the creepypastas backstorys... With the hope to be able to save them from their cruel destiny's, you realize it's dangerous to even do so with many risks of roping the ones you love with your fantasy of playing hero. But one main question still lingers, How'd they become real? or rather.. How did you get here? BTW, Remember that this is purely fiction. Idealization of killers or psychopaths is unhealthy, be sure to know the line. luv ya😋 I decided to publish this on wattpad too cause why not so yeah enjoy! ANYTHING THAT ISNT MINE BELONGS TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. Album cover thingies at the top of the chapter are made by me (made in picsart) Anything that isn't mine belongs to their rightful owner WARNINGS ☆ BLOOD ☆CURSING ☆DARK THEMES?

"Sweetheart," His voice was low, an attempt at comforting you as he held your face. You turned away, flinching as his thumb ran circles on your cheek. "I'm not going to ever hurt you..." His voice was soft, but you knew better. God, you knew better. "I'm keeping you safe..." he murmured. "You make me feel ... like I'm getting better." "You'll be safe if you just stay with me..." Authors note: Chapters are written in long format, meaning this is going to read far more as a book. I update as much as I have time for, but in saying this, lots of editing and re-writing occurs and takes time. I take care in this story as it means a lot to me as a passion project and want it to be something I can be proud of. Thank you for understanding and I hope you all can enjoy this as much as I love writing it! -M

Y/N a 22 year old female, works at a club as a bartender, is lonely and doesn't have many friends other than her childhood friend Jack, who has a small crush on her. She lives alone in a apartment building, when suddenly a strange murderer appears in town killing tons of innocent people. Y/N doesn't seem so scared until a strange man with a cut smile and no eyelids appears in her room while she is sleeping. Will he kill her? Will they fall in love? Can she trust him and he trust her? Also I would like to say this real quick, but this is sort of like a enemies to lovers type of fanfic but it's a more quick rolling book in the beginning. But I always like to write these little notes to help readers understand what is going on in the book. So please enjoy and please don't hate on my terrible writing skills. X^X

The curse of Luck, the ability to never fail, to never suffer, but is that not suffering in itself? I'm bored of living, bored of lying. If I cant end it myself, I'll get a monster to do it for me. -------------------------------------------------------- ill try to make this as gender natural as possible. WARNING- this story makes light of heavy topics. #1 creepypastaxreader /2023-05-04 #1 goodluck /2022-01-19 #1 proxies /2022-03-07

It all stared with a simple visit. A visit that was supposed to kill you. That night you were left with a strange mark on your chest, and that night your life changed. COVER BY: SlaveForGoogle NOTE: This story is years old so there's bound to be plot holes and sometimes just bad writing. If you can look past all that, please enjoy my story!