When L recruits you to assist with part of the Kira investigation, it feels accidental at first-you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time with the right piece of information. But from the moment you enter his world, L's dark-rimmed eyes linger on you a little too long. He studies you the same way he studies suspects: quietly, relentlessly, with curiosity that borders on intrusive. The investigation forces you into close proximity-late nights in dim rooms, shared theories, quiet snacks between surveillance reviews. You shouldn't feel comfort in someone who never sits normally, never sleeps, and never says what he's thinking. But L notices every shift in your breathing, every flick of your gaze, every time your heart rate changes. And slowly, something forms between you: a bond he can't quantify, an interest he can't analyze, and a tension he can't ignore. As Kira grows more dangerous, so does your connection. And L-who claims he doesn't get attached-might finally have something to lose.

After a catastrophic event in your remote farmhouse leaves you unconscious, you wake up in a house... not just any house. A mansion full of monsters- carved smiles, empty eye sockets, masks, and tension. You seemed to have caught someone's eye though. Contains harsh language, and graphic content. (Body horror, vomit, disturbing actions, sex scenes, I tried to be as realistic as possible.) I've been a part of the creepypasta fandom FOR A MINUTE. (Now I'm talking like 10 years...) So I'm a veteran loser. My creepypasta addiction is seeping back into my life, so I decided to start up a brand new wattpad account and begin writing little stories that came to mind. It was fun until I had to end this story (I was having so much fun with it 😭) I know the fandom died down a little, but nothing like a classic Jeff the Killer fanfic right? Anyway I hope u enjoy.

She lived in fear of him, haunted by his smile. He shadowed her every move for the past years, desperate to kill her. His final survivor.

In order to save your life, Slenderman does what he swore he'd never do - he makes you his proxy. Little did you know how much it would change your life... - - - The reader is kept gender-neutral throughout the whole story and smut chapters always have two versions (one for male and one for female anatomy). Tldr; this is a creepypasta x reader fanfic, let's not take it *too* seriously. Characters here are probably very OOC, I shaped them as I wish to create a fun story ;3

[COMPLETED] "There's something I just have to do. Remember that incident with BEN?" I frowned and slowly nodded my head. "Well, I need to make sure something like that never happens. I need to make sure that everyone knows that you're mine." He smirked and took a knife that was on a night table next to the bed. "How about we leave a mark on you?" _______________________________________ DISCLAIMER: this story contains vulgar language, gore, abuse, murder, sexual content. My first fanfic. Hope you enjoy ^^ (The cover pic is mine btw) (Y/n) - your name (E/c) - eye color (S/c) - skin color Highest rankings: #1 in JeffTheKiller #1 in Horror And I don't quite remember any more, wasn't paying attention :DD

Fate can be.. twisted. Sometimes to the point where it's too messed up to fix it. But what if.. what if it isn't so bad after all? "The more blood on my hands, the more my sanity slipped away..." ⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK FOR THIS STORY⚠️ ⚠️Slight profanity, bleeped out, though⚠️ ❗️I update throughout the entire week EXCEPT on weekends ❗️ 🔆COMPLETE🔆