This book is full of sweet, juicy lemons and one shots starring your favorite Creepypasta characters! [COMPLETED]

Creepypasta one-shots and lemons I hope you enjoy reading this crap Requests are welcome But please no oc requests

An Eyeless Jack x Reader. Read it and find out what it's about. Hey that rhymed. Kinda shitty, you've been warned. •COMPLETED: JUNE 21ST, 2019•

Eyeless Jack, has recently taken a liking to someone. That just happens to be you. This is my first fanfic, the first chapter would be the worst (Coming from me, as in the writer), but hey give it a shot.

you just moved into your dorm room for your college and met your roommate, he's a nice boy the same age as you and he seems pretty clingy, you celebrate with your friends that your finally away from your chaotic family with a girl's night out, you guys decide to go out to the forest and play hide and seek like the drunk teens you were, everyone was found but you, you had fallen asleep like the stupid drunk teen you were and your friends gave up on finding you. you somehow wake up in your bed in the morning with a note in your bra, all it said was 60 days, what does that mean? I don't own eyeless jack obviously and this story is originally thought out also the drawings are not mine except for the ones in the chapter artwork, I hope someone reads this because I worked hard for the idea and I'm not very creative. You could be a guy and read this but the bra thing may or may not be weird so yea. Unless if you are a guy and wear a bra then yea that could work but I doubt that.

"The harvest of flesh is not simple; secrets lie underneath the surface" Another unusual murder. The police are scattered all over the city, but it felt like the criminal was never even there. Townspeople were frightened, all the police did was give promises. The things said on the news were disturbing, people were afraid of the darkness of the coming night. There was chaos all around. This applied to Michael as well. Are you sure you'll wake up tomorrow? • • • • • • • • • Cover art is by my friend. You can find them on Instagram @y0ur_bad_b0y Crossposted on Ao3

An ordinary girl that has a family by her side is what [Name] let's people think. But behind those closed doors and windows is another story. A story that causes her to create a new one that was surely unexpected.

Your parents always told you that Fireflies were magic. Even when you grew older and realized they were just neat little bugs, you couldn't help the feeling of enchantment you'd feel whenever you saw one. You decided to take your best friend and her boyfriend on a little camping trip, in hopes of seeing the Fireflies at the time of year when they're most active. You arrived a day early, so you spent that time doing the typical camping things; cooking s'mores over the fire, listening to music on her Bluetooth speaker, telling scary stories in the dark. It was a lot of fun. Eventually, the night drew on and your companions grew weary. Everyone called it a night and headed to bed, yourself included. The next morning, without meaning to, you awoke before the sun and found yourself unable to fall back asleep. So, you took a little walk to ease the feeling of restlessness. However, you didn't plan on seeing something unspeakable while you were out. What you witnessed that morning will change your life forever.

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?

Your a depressed girl that just got your heart broken and shattered. Your mom and little brother died right in front of you. Your father abuses you while being drunk. But then a guy with a blue mask and black tears comes through your window one night