Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

『 #8 ɪɴ ᴊᴇғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ 』 The blood rushed over my body, heart beating, world spinning. It was a whole new world, I never knew something so bad could feel so good. The blood on my hands, the scream of their voices- I've done it. I've killed my first victims. This was the first murder in 2 years in our small town since Jeffery.. Now I know why he did it. The feeling, eating inside you, craving to get out. I stood there, staring at the bodies. I heard the sirens- growing closer, closer... And that when I saw him. Standing in the back yards corridor. Smiling, eyes not moving from my sight. "Found You." And that's when he grabbed my hand and ran. A new adventure began; [Trigger warnings: Murder; Rape; Prostitution]

Y/n was always considered different too everyone except their Nanna who dies unfortunately. However, Y/n meets the creepypasta's who are similar too them and is welcomed by Slenderman. Some of the creepypasta's don't exactly like this new arrangement at first and others welcome you with open arms. During this time, Y/n is determined too find out what they truly are. However a small love blossoms in between Y/n and the man behind the blue mask. A/n: I'm sorry but not all the famous creepypasta's you know of (cause I'm dumb) will be in this story, but I'll try too add as many as possible, and this is my first story so dont judge me. ⚠️Warning⚠️ *Swearing *Blood, grotesque imagery !Don't read if easily triggered!

just the stories of how some creepypasta characters came to be

When Dazai was too late in supporting Chuuya during the use of Corruption. He losses Chuuya, and Chuuya has been dead for two years now. Or so he thought. *** Also yes the idea came from Seren's artwork. Credit to the artist for that.

"EMBARRASSING, TSUKASA. GET YOURSELF TOGETHER." ‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🌟 ⋅ ˚✮ A STORY IN WHICH... Tsukasa is tired and burnt out from everything. Everything he was trying to ignore has suddenly become worse, and it isn't helping his burn out situation. But like a World Future Star should, he can't get himself to worry others about his problems. He'll keep it to himself until he snaps. ‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ 🎹 ,, this story takes place during the "ON THE STAGE OF DAZZLING LIGHTS" event. DISCLAIMERS: • COVER ART IS NOT MINE. it is by kikiaruS on twitter! (thank you tsukasadomination for telling me!) • i'm a slow writer, updates are inconsistent, so please bear with me!! • NO SHIPS are implied in stories I make, unless it specifically says in the title. [STORY STARTED: 10/02/22] [STORY ENDED: on-going...]

I hope you like it its going's to have multiple chapters

This will be fyolai one shots or some short stories about them, it will be angst, fluff, nsfw and sfw Some will be short while others can have more than one part. hope you enjoy :) I'm also on ao3!! english is not my first language so please be patient with me

There it was. The question Atsushi had been dreading every minute of the event. Ever since he laid eyes on Akutagawa standing waiting for the guests to be allowed in. "Why do you paint.. my face?"

mostly siglai fluff but I can write smut if requested! if you'd like to request a story/scenario feel free to ask ❣ enjoy the story! it's my first one ^^