Scopophobia: Scopophobia is an intense fear of being watched or looked at and can occur following a traumatic event or due to unknown causes In the forgotten town of Red Pine, a crumbling house hides the legacy of a man driven mad after surviving a mysterious asylum fire. Within its rotting walls lie cursed VHS tapes that show masked figures stalking the woods and committing brutal murders footage that feels too real to dismiss. The town itself whispers of disappearances, strange symbols carved into trees, and something watching from the shadows, leaving the question of whether the horror is born of the house, the woods, or something far older that lingers between them. Hoodie x reader, Masky x reader, ticci toby x reader

After Geeky boy next door Alex is murdered shortly after cancelling a movie you were to star in, you have a run in with his best friend, Jay. Jay is an amateur detective with a heart of gold that only wants to solve his best buddy's murder. When you team up with him, you catch the attentions of three sketchy henchmen and their faceless boss. Things take an unexpected turn in this book of romance and action.

god help my soul-

Y/N's life has been the worst. From her parents abusing her everyday to bullies beating her up.... But, what happens when she meets a Creepypasta in the woods? (GIRLS ONLY! IF YOU ARE A BOY, YOU CAN READ THIS IF YOU WANT!)

Your life was a weird one indeed. After years of drama between your parents, you ran to college, and shortly after that, becoming a college dropout. Since events, you decided to share a cozy home with who you call your crazy, and one normal friends. You love them, and after getting a job at a small café to help pay the rent for the home, two masked man take an interest in you, and the interest soon becomes an obsession. THIS BOOK HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED.

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this is my first time writing a story so sorry if its bad 👉👈 (the arts not mine btw) Main plot line: Y/n was a normal girl in high school, some bullys (not too crazy), some good friends, family was alright... but everything changed one day when a new boy moved into town. his name was Toby, he lived with his sister Lyra and his parents. you saw that he was getting beat up and bullied by people because of his tics. you tried your best to help him and he appreciated that...a little too much... read to find out more :) Warning!: contains language, death or description of death, and some smut. This is so old so it's kinda cringe 😭 but thank you for all the support I really appreciate it ❤ I might rewrite some of the older chapters bc they suck ass but idk if I'll have the motivation so I won't make any promises.

Y/N works at a 24/7 diner. That is until one day, during her night shift, they get some unwanted customers. What happens when a certain delusional murderer decides to keep her instead of shoving a hatchet through her head? This story has been discontinued for now. Warning: Mature content. More information inside. Credits I don't own Ticci Toby, Hoodie, Masky or any of the Creepypastas mentioned in this book. I only own the story. The cover is an edit I made, but the art is not mine. All credits go to the author.

"You promised you won't leave me, that you'll always be by my side! Don't you remember?!" "No..." - Started: 071418 Ended: 061419 11.9K words Highest Rankings: #72 in shortstory (190k+ stories) #756 in fanfiction (850k+ stories) #65 in creepypasta (61k+ stories) #10 in ticcitoby (7k+ stories) #9 in ticcitobyxreader (290+ stories) #3 in readerxcreepypasta (280+ stories) #2 in tobyxreader (90+ stories)

As the boy walked he heard how the ground under his feet crunched and his own breathing. His hood was over his head now. Toby was pretty far from the mansion now, he felt free in a way. Relief washed over him as he kept walking. Quickly coming to a halt when he saw someone. Quickly hiding behind a tree, Toby noticed a girl. She was sitting on a tree log. Gripping one of his hatchets, Toby observed the girl. She had H/L H/C hair. Her face was hard to see though, it was covered by her hair. Looking at her posture, she was slouched over with her hands in her lap. She wore blue sneakers with baggy jeans and an oversized black jacket. Toby gripped his hatchet harder as his body wouldn't move. He strangely couldn't move, it's like his body wouldn't physically wouldn't let him just kill her. Giving up, Toby let go of the hatchet and sighed softly. He lowered his mask from his mouth breathing in the fresh smell. Lifting his goggles from his eyes. He sat and watched the girl from the tree he was standing behind, his hands pressed against the tree. Quietly observing the girl's every move, his brown eyes following along her movements. Occasionally Toby had to silence his ticks because he was scared of drawing attention to himself, which would alarm her. Something about her kept Toby so captivated and invested. He couldn't understand why. Just her presence alone forbid him from even harming her.