(Y/n) lived with her "Guardian " since she was five and she was given up by her real parents so she loved her new caregiver, Chris. Chris and (Y/N) loved creepy things and conspiracies. Now what if Chris goes to the edge of the line. ⚠important ⚠ May include: -Triggering moments -Crying -Author not posting because she is trash ⚠Remember⚠ I don't own any of the following: ~You ~Any creepypasta ~I made Chris so I kinda do

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/

He killed his dad, found a new home, finally settled in, even made some new friends. What else? Oh yeah, and watched his crush get brutally murdered and sacrificed by a cult.

You are the daughter of Masky aka (I'm giving him a made up name ok?) Brandon Matthews. He married a woman named (Mom's name). One day your mother had enough of the secrets and ran away from Brandon and toke you away with her. She now married a new man that goes by name of Peter Reyes. He is a person who has lots of criminal records and now he comes home drunk and beats up you and your mother. Your mother couldn't take it anymore and toke her own life away. Now you are an eleven year old girl. You ran away from home because, you are tired of all the beatings and miss your mother so, now you are wondering the streets and you are going to find your true father but, you know nothing about him. Now this is where you journey begins.

⚠️Not my art, I just edited them together! Toby art by- Lynnarty | EyelessJack art by- LilJay14 ⚠️ Toby is the new kid in the mansion, and he's immediately interested in the silent, blue masked man that walks through the mansions halls. (That's such a tacky description- I'm sorry T^T)

From burning his house down, to being taken in by a faceless eldritch creature. Toby has now become curious about a certain mask wearing man. He knows just the way to get closer to him, but he realizes this might be more than he bargained for. Warning for: Gore, medical descriptions/situations, and slight homophobia. Mansion AU! art by: yasmimkilleruwu on tumblr (Rewriting! Slight OOC Toby, personal headcanons ensue. Comments and votes appreciated!)

Peace was never something I had known, and not something I was comfortable in getting to know. To say that I had grown accustomed to not only living in fear but thriving in that exact way of life would be a huge understatement; at this point, it wouldn't even be going too far as to say I enjoyed living in fear. If living with uncertainty meant I'd live another day beside him, I'd just have to marry it.

"A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism." - Georges Bataille. Jack has a, special, type of appetite; he devours kidneys. His twisted diet demands for victims, scalpels, and malevolent intuition. Stalking his prey for days on end, patience and precision is a virtue for ripping the unwilling donors apart, just before he stomachs their precious organs. On a warm, lonely night, the masked human eater is enchanted by the scent a stranger's insides give off, the odor captivating his taste buds into a savage frenzy. Finding flaws in simply ending her, Jack is intrigued when the stranger proposes an alluring proposition that demands his undivided attention. What Jack soon comes to realize is that like his appetite, there is something sick about her, and her very special kidneys...

(Doma x Reader) ___ Our lovely (Y/N) decides to explore the abandoned temple of the Eternal Paradise Faith, which was a cult that had worshiped someone who apparently had the ability to talk to the gods. What will she find..? What will she come across..? And possibly, will she meet anyone..? "My, my, what do we have here..?~" ___ I DON'T OWN DEMON SLAYER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTER'S FROM THE ANIME!

Breaking news is typically a term used to accentuate the severity of a set situation or event; socially, the term 'Breaking News' has become a sort of slang term in conversation to mean ' I have something important to tell you.' It was a phrase commonly heard, commonly spoke, and commonly disregarded. She really hoped that for once, maybe that wouldn't be the case as 'Breaking News' spread across the small static-ridden television, her name bolded in white lettering and her picture displayed on the screen.