She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

It started with tears, but will it end in tears? -BEN Drowned x Reader -Profanity -Mature themes -LGBTQ+ representation (cause fuck homophobes) -Don't be an asshole if you comment -If you don't like it, don't read it. Move along. STARTED: 09/22/19 ENDED: 11/05/19

It was nothing but a dreadful demon that lead me to this godforsaken studio. A demon that only casted fear upon us all. Ink drips down these walls all day and it makes me sick. Depressing whispers fill all rooms to only give me the feeling of uneasiness. But I knew I couldn't go. I knew I was destined to be here. I, (Y/N) (L/N), knew that the Ink demon needed me. And that's the reason I came.... (This is a Bendy X Female!Reader. And I don't own batim). -Also this was my first story so don't take it too seriously. Started: 8th July 2020 Ended: 12th February 2021

What would have happened if Katniss didn't take Prim's spot in The Hunger Games? Would anything be any different? Would a new story unfold? This is my version. *WARNING: Things have been changed. Don't say I didn't warn you.*

[𝐅𝐍𝐀𝐅 𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑] 1985 was a time you would never forget. Being lured into the backroom of Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria by a sinister, yellow animatronic rabbit, watching all your friends be murdered by him, while you just luckily escaped death. Fast forward to 8 years later, your broke 19-year-old self was in desperate need of money. You were so desperate, that you sign yourself up for working as a night guard in your friend's murder site. What you didn't know, is that your friend's spirits were still there all along, roaming the depressing halls of the so called "family friendly" pizzeria, although having taking the form of a few familiar faces you knew all too well. But what's gonna happen when you come face to face with their killer? And little did you know, he had been waiting ever so patiently for your arrival. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 [I do not own any of the Five Nights at Freddys characters]

Story of Eyeless Jack. I do not own this, originally by Kiki Hyuga. Thanks. be warned of reoccurring dreams, obsessions, noises, and voices...

This story is for those who know creepypasta but are too lazy to learn about their origins. They may not be exact but I found the most decent site that seems trust worthy so don't get mad if they are not what you know. I won't update a lot but will try. And a fair statement I'm also lazy I'm just doing this for my education as well and I was bored so this would help my boredom. If you want to know the origins of a creepypasta character please do comment their name and I'll try to do theirs. Thanks for reading this, you really don't have to I'm just doing this out of boredom.