(Authors Note: I just read the old description and I have no idea what I was thinking when I typed that. Anyways, heres a new one.) A boy moves into the forest with his dad and accidentally runs into the infamous, but famous, Slenderman. What will happen to this boy? Will he now have a life of horror and sadness, or a life of peace and happiness? (All images used in this fanfiction do not belong to many. They belong to their original creatures and owners.) 18+ content

Male reader yippie! Ah yes, summer camp. The place your parents send you over the summer to prevent you from rotting in your room. It's all fun, except for the fact odd figures keep appearing in the corner of your eyes that only you seem to be able to see.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱... 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳t. You're a lonely burnt out writer who can't find the ending to the novel you're writing, but when an unstable man comes to your front door step, but it turns out he's not who he says he is. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴. I finally made a ticci toby x male fanfiction. btw this is when toby is 30 and I TRIED TO STICK TO CANON. 👍 I just write off the top of my head and hope it ends well, so hopefully the plot goes hard. Also I want to mention that this probably won't be a very healthy relationship, and it's somewhere between gay and bromance, so you decide. (Go check out my other posts and consider following for more, hehe)

You find yourself in a bit of situation. You dropped out of college and now you need a place to stay. Fortunately, you find a place in a small town. It's an abandoned mansion in the middle of nowhere... but it's cheap. People in this town have heard rumors about the mansion and the woods that surround it. You don't listen and you buy it. However, you find something inside that you could have never prepared for.. If you think there's anything I should include in the description please tell me, also feel free to correct my spelling I will go back and fix it. 🦆

(Y/n) has been wondering around the forest aimlessly.Due to your abusive parents are going at it again.But as you are walking you suddenly hear something.You turn around only to see a hooded teen follow you."What do I do? Do I run or ignore it or simply fight."

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

Well whaddya know whaddya know I actually managed to fill up an entire book with these bloody headcannons. And, surprise surprise, I have an overactive imagination, so here we go again! NOTE: Read the first headcannons book before this one. You'll thank me later

"Shit, shit! Why did you stab me!?" I exclaim, laying on the floor with my hand grasping my side, not really putting thought into what I'm saying anymore. "Well what did you think I came here to do!?" He still has his knife out, pointed out towards me. I grab the closest object and hold it out in front of me, this just so happens to be a can of hairspray. "No, you stay back there, I don't want you doing any more damage than you've already done." He falters for a second and stares at the can of hairspray before looking back at me, "I am a murderer, this is my job...you know what this is just getting annoying." - An 18yr old serial killer under the name of "Jeff The Killer" has been tormenting a small town in southern Mississippi for around a month now. He didn't know why he decided to target this town, he just needed to blow off some steam. He didn't want to be controlled anymore, he needed something different. When he meets (Y/n), and fails to kill him, will he actually find someone that understands him? (Y/n), also 18yrs old, is stuck in a house with an emotionally and physically abusive step sister, an avoidant step brother, a Dad who seemed to care more about his work and social status then his son, and a distant step mother. On the outside he looks perfect, he seems to have everything handed to him. On the inside though, however much he may think he's a saint, it's all a ruse to hide his homicidal thoughts. He prays for something new, something that will save him from the drone of life. However the way that prayer is answered might not be what he intended, but what he needs. (a/n): The version of this story with my own oc is on Ao3. ⚠️Will include violent scenes ⚠️ Tw: slurs cover art by shatteredankles on instagram