Will you try to make life better? -------------------------------------------- Status: Uploads Irregular. #4 creepypastaxmalereader (3-5-22) #162 Gore (2-14-22) #6 creepypasta (11-4-22) #184 Killer (3-1-22)

So, I'm bored and saw more of these female scenarios than male. Might as well give it a try. Basically, for male readers but anyone can read it. Enjoy gentlemen or anyone reading this.

The title says it all [Closed requests]

This story includes gore, domestic violence, homocide, cursing, suicide, dark humor, yelling, police, weapons, sexual content, etc. Life is boring as a side character. Your schedule is repetitive, nothing goes in your favor, and you're left to fend for yourself. With an strange turn of events, a man who tried to kill you ends up in your bed. He's bratty, psychopathic, cocky, and most of all an idiot. Theres nothing to like about him. Even so, he may be the only person who can get you out of the mess he roped you into. Can you really trust this man? Are you willing to abandon everything? He's not a thief, but he may be the one who ends up stealing your heart. ... Even then, are you ready for when he leaves like everyone else? When he leaves with your heart in his hands? Are you going to seek a new heart to share with another or will you keep searching for the one that had been stolen so long ago? ... Maybe Jeff doesn't even notice he has your dying heart with him... but one thing is for sure, it's the fact that heart is only still beating because it's with him. "for once in your life... be selfish for me." -sneak peak from the yet-to-be-released ending A/N I have a really broken sense of humor so most of the story will either be trauma jokes or dick jokes in between dialogue. It may have some angst or NSFW but I'll adjust the plot after I find out what audience this fic reaches. I don't want to be showing 12 year olds NSFW writing nor do I want to bore young adults with "uninteresting content".

THIS HAS STRONG AND SEXUAL CONTENT! You've been warned ;D 18+

Ok, updating this.. You are a 24 year old human male with an odd condition of your bones hardening. What once was just a little accident caused from a tall entity at the treeline when you were younger had you being dragged away from your home and family to be placed into some facility to be tested for your condition. So when you had the chance to escape, you took it and ran off somewhere far away from that place. You rebuilt your new life and home there in a forest, taking care of lost, abandoned, and or abused children. Everything was great for you. Though everything good has to come to a sudden end. (Horrible first chapters, I know. Will redo them in the future.)

Just some scenarios with the spooky boys. Reader can be any gender. Requests are welcome. All characters in this story (including the reader) are 18 or older. I do not own any of these characters. Jeff the Killer belongs to sesseur, Ben Drowned belongs to Jadusable, Eyeless Jack belongs to Azelf5000, Masky and Hoodie belong to the creators of Marble Hornets, Troy Wagner and Joseph DeLage. Homicidal Liu belongs to Vampirenote13. The Bloody Painter belongs to DeluCat. Hobo Heart belongs to Chris Oz Fulton.

Numinous [adj] being both fearful and awed by what is before you 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒔: 𝑴𝒆 :) 𝑨𝒓𝒕 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕: 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 (𝑶𝒏 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕𝑨𝒓𝒕) 𝑩𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 Word Range: 800-1700 ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 【Ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ　ｔｏ：𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬; 𝐀 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫】 【！！ＡＤＭＩＮ　ＮＯＴＩＣＥ！！】 ✎ While this book is not realistic, it's not drastically unrealistic either [pick-me reader, overuse of stuttering (that isn't Toby), singing at the most random of times, etc. Started: 7/25/2021 Notable Rankings: #15 in creepypastafanfiction 7/29/2021 #1 in creepypastafanfiction 8/2/2021 ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ I slowly raised my hands up, signaling I was willing to comply. "Smart." The man noted with a low-husky voice. Something I should remember if I survive this. "What is it that you want?" I asked in a monotone voice hindering any type of intention. He chuckled once again, probably with the satisfaction at how compliant I was. "You're probably thinking I want money, oddly enough, I want you." [Enjoy dear readers]

Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.