Because psycho murderers would make great parents, don't ya think?! This isn't just for a female reader, but He/She. Here are the Creepypastas I've writen scenarios about: Jeff The Killer Eyeless Jack Ben Drowned Slenderman Ticci Toby Bloody Painter (New) The Puppeteer (New) Homicidal Liu (New) I own no CreepyPasta characters or you... I simply write the thing ... thingy. So the writing part is technically mine and I don't tolerate plagiarizing. This description sounds bad, so I don't blame you for not reading... This is probably the weirdest shit I've ever written for reads. Have fun! Art in cover made by Invadertweak on DeviantArt!

Well, these are just small sequences of encounters with the infamous killers. Full Description in first A/N

(Y/N) (L/N) is a 19 y/o teen who was dragged into Camp Crystal Lake by her older brother and his group of friends. The summer camp was surprisingly in good condition despite being abandoned for a while. It was such a beautiful and peaceful place with clear calm water and numerous trees and wildlife, a real wonderland. Wonderland that hid a disturbing story behind... Everything goes relatively fine at first, everyone is doing their own thing; the group doing it's shenanigans around the camp while (Y/N) tries to keep her distances, not because she's a total loner but because she has her own demon to avoid and be afraid of, her brother. So that's what (Y/N) does most of the time, doing activities like drawing or writing, or simply walking around the camp or exploring the little town nearby. The different behavior between her and the others doesn't go unnoticed, because the being living in the forest watches them... Watches her. And it's the matter of time for it to make a move on them. What will happen when (Y/N) meets face to face with that mysterious being? Shall we see...

(Y/N) (L/N), a 22 y/o girl who has her life more or less figured out. She works as an illustrator, lives alone in a apartment in Manhattan with her cat... Y'know, a pretty average life. But despite such normality, her life was about to change in a blink of an eye because future had something... Gruesomely special in store for her. First it started with a constant feeling of being watched, then she noticed some really subtle changes around her apartment, like objects and items going missing or being moved, and then finally comes the moment she meets face to face with it, with one of them... Poor (Y/N), somehow managed to catch the attention and liking of Ghostface, Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers and Jason Voorhees almost at the exact same time... What a luck, huh? This is going to be a crazy experience and adventure for a struggling artist who's just trying to give herself and her cat a nice and calm future.

(Y/N) (L/N) was a regular 15 y/o high school student, not the most popular but neither hated, she just existed. One day she manages to befriend one of the prettiest and most popular girls in her class, Judith Myers. Their friendship was odd and definitely not a sincere one, but (Y/N) couldn't care less because she found herself a new friend, Judith's young brother Michael. At the time the girl meet Michael he was just 6, a small boy with blond messy hair and blue eyes, but the two of them instantly clicked and became inseparable. (Y/N) loved to take care of him, the boy's company was nice. Michael loved to spend time with the girl, it was fun and calm unlike in his house and she actually took care of him! Unlike Judith... But then everything goes really, really wrong. (Y/N) had an accident and ended up in a hospital. When the girl returned she learned about what happened to the Myers family, to her friend... What's the aftermath? What happened after 15 years since (Y/N) saw the little boy? Well, this is going to be a long story... Most of the characters are created by me. The ones that lack of detailed description belong to the "Halloween" movie from 2007.

"I understand you think you love him, but he is a serial killer, (Y/n)." The doctor said. You glared at him, hate filling your heart. Jason is a serial killer yes but he would spare those you asked him to. The ones who would abuse drugs and hurt others would not get a mercy plea. Instead they are in the hands of Jason's wrath. "So you think I don't really love him?" You snarl, trying not to move. The bullet wound hurt you when you acted up. The doctor looked at the nurse with a 'wtf' face. "Stockholm syndrome?" You piped up, doubting it. They both slowly nodded. "You're wrong. I love Jason Voorhees. And I will get back to him." You say softly. DISCLAIMERS: This has some sexual shit and cursing and of course some gore. I update almost everyday unless I'm working on voice acting (Yes I voice act) and yeah so I suggest you being 16+ but considering people don't listen I know kids younger are gonna read on. Also i dont own the cover i found it on google the artist who made that is super talented! Okay enjoy the book.

"Ohhhh, who's this again?" The creep asked. The one with the chainsaw shrugged quickly, looking to his right. I felt my heart jumping out of my stomach and my adrenaline pumping. "Bubba's got a girlfriend!" The creep bounced up and down, chanting that stupid shit. "P-please..." I begged. I looked into the killer's eyes. He looked.. embarrassed? He has emotion? Is that why he's not killing me? I saw him reach out to open the lock but his brother shoved him back, grabbing the lightweight chainsaw as he did. "Either sex... or the saw, Leatherface." His brother held up a chainsaw. I let out a small scream. "Le-leather... f-face?" I gasped, trying to somehow earn more sympathy. He looked at me and nervously fiddled with his tie. Please, dear God, please.... show emotion any emotion! -Warning- Swearing Sexual content Sexual tension Gore Killing Blood Bad humor ;)

You clutched your necklace tightly and snuggled underneath the covers in your new house. Waiting in silence you held your breath and listened. A creak in the floor made your heart thump quickly. A frown washed over your face as you pretended to be sleeping when you heard more creaks and footsteps until they stopped at the end of your bed. A hand was on your neck now. Soft at first then a bit harder. You bit it. Quickly the hand retracted and a grunt echoed in your new large room. You sat up and turned the lamp on as a large man with a hockey mask stood there, rubbing his hand where you bit him. Blood coated his shirt. "Jason Voorhees, you know better than to try and scare me!" You laugh as his clear blue eyes glared at you. In the corner of your room stood a white masked man staring at you both. You smiled at your friends. "I'll go to bed and get Freddy. Then you wake me up, forehead." You laugh and lay back down after turning the lamp off. You and your three killers. Your killers. No one elses. Just yours. ---- (A/N) This story takes place in like real life. Imagine you in this exact situation and how big of a fangirl you are and like you're actually meeting them.

This is just a small book for me to do in my free time. I'll write whatever as long as its within these rules↓↓↓ Allowed: Lemons Fluff Swearing Killer x Survivor Killer x Killer Survivor x Survivor Boy X Girl OC X whatever All that shit^

Low hums and growls were heard throughout the old house. Paige's eyes were wide and she had an awful feeling in her gut. Slowly, a figure formed right in front of her. Paige recognized the features of the decaying figure's face. Square chin, round full cheeks, a little upturned nose, and long lashes. But those lips, oh, those lips... they were perfect except for the thread that kept the figure from screaming out in pain and anger. "K-Kennedy?" Paige managed to choke out. The figure's eyes turned from a bright green to a dim white shade. Kennedy Robinson... it was her.