A oneshot based off the song "seven minutes in heaven" by Mindless Self Indulgence. ⋆˙♱˙⋆ "Holy shit," someone says. "Her and him? Put 'em in the damn closet!" You rise slowly. Toby stands too, every movement deliberate. You try not to look too hard at his face. At the flex of his jaw. At the muscle twitching beneath the edge of the bandage. The door shuts with a dull thud behind you, sealing you both inside.

⛧°.⋆༺🦇༻⋆.°⛧ The sound of the metallic clang reverberated in your chest, sending a fresh wave of panic coursing through your veins. You swung the camera around again, eyes darting to the dark hallway that led deeper into the mall. The silence that followed was suffocating-unnatural. It wasn't just quiet; it was wrong. You felt the weight of it pressing on your skin, suffocating you from all sides. The tension was so thick it felt like you were walking through molasses. Your breath came in shallow bursts as you took a step back, hands still gripping the camera, but your focus was broken when the door to the lobby suddenly flew open.

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

Toby hadn't needed anyone since he was seventeen. At least, that was what he told himself. Now a proxy, he was determined to prove he could handle a year-long assignment on his own without Masky or Hoodie breathing down his neck. Then there was you. You were nobody. Just the waitress at the old diner downtown, someone he could've ignored without a second thought. But routines do funny things to people, and somewhere between cheap meals and familiar conversation, Toby got wrapped up in you. Attachment had never been his strong suit. Toby would do anything for you. Even if it meant you were afraid of him. Because he wasn't about to let you wander back to your perfectly normal life while he returned to his own miserable existence under Slender's control. Not without taking something with him. Toby didn't need anyone. Well. Except you. And eventually, you'd realize you only needed him too. Right?

Your life was... average but you liked it that way. The only thing you needed was the internet and sleep. It was peacfull. Wouldn't it be a shame if all changed? ~ ☆Follow the chaotic adventures of, well you! Let's see how well you manage when suddenly life isn't what it used to be and weird people start falling for you.☆ ◇WARNINGS◇ • English is not my first language 🤧 • crack treated semi seriously (not) • cringe incoming • i cannot for the life of me write believable dialogue • fem reader, but that's up to debate • the more recent chapters (like 4,5 etc) are better written sooo just keep that in mind while reading the starter chaps • also the more recent chapters are gonna be longer (since it is my first time trying to commit to a story ill try to do 1000 or more words on average) • MAY GET A BIT SPICY 🔥🔥🥵🥵🥵 IDK WE'LL SEE 🙈🙈 Enjoy ♡ (or don't)

creepypasta x fem reader

[Eyeless Jack x Reader] The Faller is the one who downs the trees.

❝𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞ ᝰ.ᐟ [Various! Creepypasta x GN! Detective Reader] ⋮ ⌗ ┆Ever since you first solved a heartwrenching case that was labeled as cold in the eyes of many, your life had pretty much turned upside down at only sixteen years old, but nothing would be match to what you were currently expected to solve; the sudden disappearances and gruesome murders of multiple people around town. You knew that this was a risky case- scratch that- EVERY single one of these last cases were risky as hell, but the risk would always end up being worth it. After all, you wanted to help people; to do something meaningful in this world that'll leave a lasting fingerprint in history or people's memories. Though, now that you have dozens of targets painted on your back due to your profession, you can't help but wonder... what did you even get yourself into? tags: yandere obsession dark gender neutral proxies slenderverse creepypasta x reader slowburn

"This is a nightmare, it's only a nightmare..." I say to myself as I try to catch my breath while leaning against a tall pine tree. Only for a moment do I stay in that position until I hear a twig snap. I quickly leap away from the tree and run as fast as I can. "Wake up (Y/N)! just wake up!!!" I think to myself. "You are awake my dear..." I hear that voice. That damn voice. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!" I scream. I continue to run past trees and hopping over large rocks. The mist in the air begins to get thicker as I continue this race. "Why me? out of all the people this had to happen to me!" my brain races with thoughts until my foot gets caught by a tree root sticking out of the ground. I fall hitting my head on a rock. My vision is blurry and I can feel a warm liquid begin to stream down my face. "My dear (Y/N), look what you have done to yourself. You shouldn't have tried to run away." the voice goes through my head again. I look around and see nothing but trees. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" My voice begins to grow sore from the constant running and yelling. The sound of leaves crunching comes from behind me and I whip my head around until my eyes are met with him. "My dear (Y/N), you've made quite the mess of yourself. You know you are not aloud to leave......now you'll have to be punished." The figure says without any facial expression or motion. The figure begins to walk forward towards me. I try to back away until my vision becomes black and all I can hear is static.

A young, hot, but depressed college girl who only wishes someone would put her out of her misery accidentally stumbles upon an ongoing murder. She does the right thing...by getting the fuck out of there, it ain't her problem that person was getting stabbed. However it becomes her problem when said murderers were aware that she was a witness and one that they let get away. Now stopping at nothing, the killers agreed to find the woman and keep her mouth shut, the one that she was never going to open anyway💀 A creepypasta X fem!reader