'You know I'm not actually crazy,' His icy voice sent shivers throughout my body. 'Right?' Signals of warning spread like a forest fire inside my head. Something inside told me to get back, get away from this man, it's only logical, but I felt like I would regret it if I moved away from him. He can't kill me, he can't kill Tom. That was the agreement. I'm not afraid of you. You are only a man who's very troubled. A bad man who takes pleasure in other's pain. You've had bad things happen to you and that's why you are where you are. Simply traumatized and you cope with murder. 'I don't believe you.' __________________ (Name) was a girl who was considered troublesome. Her parents died in a car crash when she was eight years old and her Uncle Tom -who she cared for deeply- took her in. Tom was a business man, living his dream with nothing but good things to say. However, due to certain circumstances, he has to go to Europe. What happens when Tom gives (Name) a chance to live on her own at the age of 17 or move with him because of his job? What happens when a serial killer comes in the picture? What happens when (Name) puts herself on personal lock down? _____________________________ I do not own any of of the pictures! I do not own any of the characters! I do however, own the book itself! I hope you enjoy! :)

A lot changed after the fire. You never forgot about Toby. Toby on the other hand was a different story. He moved in with a girl, and changed his life, for, what seems, the better. Will Toby be able to remember you, and his true feelings? ⋆ You're A Nightmare Part 2 ⋆ Toby Rogers X Reader

About my experiences with creepypastas, as well as my research an investigations, I do not recommend everything I do so try at your own risk. I hope you find this helpful! ☆

(Y/n) (m/n) (l/n), an orphan, is a student in a medical college. Her friends and her love, Jack helped her with any problem, being nothing but plain kind to her. She had a normal college life, just like most of the people.... Until something drastic happened to her. Unfortunately, she witnesses her love die in front of her. The incident causes a deep sorrow to embed itself in her heart, however, she hid it, for the sake of her precious family, her mother and brother, even though they are not related. As she continues on with life, new things take place, she discovers things that she never thought existed, and these things are not human, or anything friendly. She is pulled away from her normal life, and thrown into a world of living nightmares, with a constant threat looming over her and her family. What will she do? Will she find her love? Will she be able to pull him from his insanity? Will she survive this madness? ~Read to find out~ Warning: profanity is present, mentions of blood, gore and maybe violence (what do expect, this is a creepypasta story.)

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

{C O M P L E T E D} -- An orphan girl, (y/n) (l/n) an abused and bullied girl with depression. Her life changes when she is taken to become the newest proxy, and meets the proxies. Read to find out what happens next! -- Cover by: @OliverTheHoodini -- *contains: mature language, potential triggers, abuse, and depression. (so far)* -- This is a crossover universe/alternate universe where the events of marble hornets did happen but Hoodie never died and instead of Tim (Masky) running away from the law, they both went with The operator. The operator will be Slenderman not a different entity in this story -- I am very aware that Masky and Hoodie aren't creepypasta characters, and that they have never and will never be in anyway connected to creepypasta. -- Masky and hoodie belong to THAC Ticci-Toby belongs to Kastoway (even though Kastoway doesn't care anymore) -- sorry for such a long description. But, enjoy!

Y/N is a young woman who spends her days reading up on various myths and legends. The supernatural has always interested her, and once she found a group of like minded people she was as happy as could be. That is, until they all got caught up in the stories of Slenderman. So many sightings, so many disappearances, there was no way he didn't exist. Yet they were still skeptical, and so was the rest of the world. They needed proof, and they were going to find it if it was the last thing they'd ever do. Unfortunately, for some of them it would be. [ᴇᴊ, ᴊᴛᴋ, ᴍᴀꜱᴋʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴏᴅɪᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

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

𝅄⠀࿙࿚ ︶ ⠀♱⠀ ︶ ࿙࿚ 𝅄 ꒰ 𝐃eep in suburban grime stands your gloomy apartment complex, unceremoniously slotted in a dodgy neighbourhood. It's a temporary living arrangement while you attend college, picking up small part-time jobs to keep yourself afloat. The area is mundane, and perhaps the weather is a bit miserable at times, but you don't seem to mind. 𝐘et, you can't seem to shake the unsettling feeling that trails behind you, one that is only heightened when a bizarre string of murders occurs throughout your usually quiet area, seemingly all having a specific connection to your apartment building. After colliding paths with a few... unsavoury faces, you're determined to get to the bottom of whatever the hell is happening, and you might just capture a couple of hearts along the way. ꒱ 𝅄⠀࿙࿚ ︶ ⠀♱⠀ ︶ ࿙࿚ 𝅄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐘𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ - may also contain other slenderverse characters.

Knowing I burnt my house to ash? Living with that fact? That doesn't bother me. The punches and hits I receive? I couldn't care less. But this really fucking bothered me... (Warning, -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I know Masky and Hoodie aren't Creepypastas but I really wanted to include them. They both belong to Marble Hornets.) Thanks for reading!💕 (Art is not mine)