"Look Chuuya, it's snowing in November how odd it that?" "what are you saying Dazai.." "its always snowing.."

◤━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◥ Bittersweet /ˈbɪt̬.ɚˌswiːt/ (adj.) "containing a mixture of happiness and sadness" ◣━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◢ DISCONTINUED A series of unfortunate events determine you to want to pluck a certain goggled male's eyes out. He seems to enjoy the dynamic between the two of you. Do you? If you're looking for one of those classic old fashion creepypasta fanfics with a disgusting amount of swearing, but with no cringe slendermansion, look no further this is it. TW: MAJOR gore and blood warning, swearing, stalking, murder, lots of death, angst, mental illness, lots of bad decisions 🙏 (Female!ReaderxYandere! Ticci Toby) enemies to lovers Slenderverse AU

"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

A four week solo camping trip gets mysteriously crowded. Cover artwork made by: @pahatao