❝ IF YOU'RE MY SUN, I SUPPOSE THAT MAKES ME ICARUS DOESN'T IT? ❞ cute stories with our beloved volleyball lovin' boys or, if you prefer, angsty stories [COMPLETED] hq! x reader - oneshots requests : closed © ; huawyn (ying) 031820 - 122620

Explore a new world with aliens and the torturous lives of human in harmony with music. From heartbreak to pure romance, perhaps a hint of spice to heat up your life, with your favorite alien stage characters.

| What happens when you, an amazing person meet people who are willing to kill for you? | One shots, scenarios, headcanons, anything! <3

Proxies X Fem Reader ~~~ Oh blood, oh blood Why must you bleed? Oh blood, oh blood Why must I feast? Oh blood, oh blood, Why can I never find an never ending course..? Zalgo, he is my operator. I am his proxy. Though I hate being controlled, I can't help but listen. I owe him. I'd much rather have to hunt for my food than have him hand it to me every time he gets what he wants. I don't want to be his proxy, I despise it. I even despise the feuds he has with Slender Man and his brothers as there is no point to them. No point in having me fight them. Such a waste of time. Such a waste of my hunger. That is till one day, during a lock down from another one of Zalgos feuds with Slender, something strange happened. Slender Doesn't ᴷᴵᴸᴸ ᴹᴱ. ~~~~~~~~~~ First Published: December 3, 2021 Book 1: ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴮᴵᵀᴱˢ Book 2: ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴸᴵᶠᴱ

love·sick /ˈləvˌsik/ adjective in love, or missing the person one loves, so much that one is unable to act normally. Start: Jan 2018- End: April 2018 Highest rank #1 in 707xReader? lololololol

The curse of Luck, the ability to never fail, to never suffer, but is that not suffering in itself? I'm bored of living, bored of lying. If I cant end it myself, I'll get a monster to do it for me. -------------------------------------------------------- ill try to make this as gender natural as possible. WARNING- this story makes light of heavy topics. #1 creepypastaxreader /2023-05-04 #1 goodluck /2022-01-19 #1 proxies /2022-03-07

𝗦𝗼 • 𝗹𝗶 • 𝘃𝗮 • 𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘁; to wander alone. ───────( creepypasta x gn! reader ) ╰─ [𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆] ─╯ ┈➤ three college students decided to involve themselves in a recent crime that took place in their university to help solve it due to the abnormality of the case. However, as the search evolves, they soon discover that it will 𝘯𝘰𝘵 make life better, especially for one particular person of the three. ❝ 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨. ❞ [ various! creepypasta ] ⎯ 𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙍𝙀 thriller - fantasy - [fan] fiction - adventure? 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙. nov. 16. 2023. 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙. - - - RANKINGS ::: [2025] #creepypastafanfic - rank 8 #laughingjack - rank 31 #ticcitoby - rank 33 #hoodie - rank 34 #eyelessjack - rank 40 #masky - rank 44 #bendrowned - rank 58 #slenderman - rank 61 #jeffthekiller - rank 62 ©𝐙𝐘𝐍𝐗𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄. 2022

After a long drunken Halloween night, you find yourself willingly picking up three masked strange hitchhikers. Your over friendliness intrigues them and throws you into a world of romance, horror, insanity, and despair. (All credits of any creepypasta/marble hornets character belong to their respectful owners. I own none of these beloved characters and hope you all enjoy.)

(𝐧.) 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 Being such a pleasant and bubbly child she was, why did she deserve such unfortunate destiny? No kid this young deserved to ever go through the pain of seeing suicide, especially not of someone as close as its father. But it was only the beginning of her unfortune, as her mother gradually went insane and left her to crumble up in the cold cramped wreck they called "home", her grandma being the only one left to hold her dear. As her life quieted down, she grew up somewhat normally - making up new friendships, finding interests and hobbies and attending school. She was actually a really successful student. She has now grown up an adult. Her life being peaceful, even though she was still carrying the burden of her childhood trauma. But something has been bothering her. She never knew what it was - some kind of a feeling in her gut. Anxiety has been overtaking her for the past few days, making her somewhat depressed and paranoid; So she decided to attend this 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚.

"How can Cupid... how could you be so cruel?" I curse lowly. Who could have imagined something like this happening to me? It had been so long since everything happened, but somehow the pain in my heart never left. The memories starts to flashback into my mind as I start to process what is happening in front of me, and why my past heartbreaks are all gathered at the same place. Nightmare, my childhood friend and first love. My first ever heartbreak. I tend to find him in everyone I have loved. He was cold and unpredictable but he was also warm and considerate at times... He was complicated but I loved all of him. Error, the one I chased over and one I was not willing to give up. He stood up from the rest and gave color to my world. All my poems were dedicated to him and him alone. Dust, possibly my other half. He felt like my soulmate. Everything about him made me feel like we were meant for each other. We shared the same interests about everything but I was wrong about one thing. We didn't share the same feelings. His heart belonged to my best friend. Killer, a flirty guy who people often rumored as the playboy. Most girls had fallen in love with his charm and personality. I was one of those unfortunate ones who fell right into his trap. But I... I saw something in him that other people couldn't see; there was something beneath those sweet grins. Horror. My comfort. My home. The one who filled the gap. The one who I think of every little nice thing. I love him so much to the point where I feel like the pain that would come with it would be worse than death. It had to be avoided. Cross. I was always drawn into him. He was my best-est friend. The one who I can count on everytime. The shoulder I can lean to when needed. The one who made me feel like I am the best thing that ever happened in his life. He was perfect while I am just... me. So why did I have to see them again? Why now? Love is not something I want to go through again... never again. <\3