Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.

Of course Helen paid no mind to you, he always kept to himself in his sketchbook drawing away like nothing else mattered. You always pushed yourself to become friends with the boy since you've admired his art. -I do not own the character Bloody painter-

Creepypasta X FTM!Reader|| 𝙓𝙮𝙡𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 (𝙣.) 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨, 𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙨 "He's not a dangerous dark kind of mysterious like some think, but a slowly diming light who's mind can be a mystery and who's eyes are full of curiosity, innocents and wonder." [More descriptive description coming soon!] [ I do not own any of the pictures,creepypasta or marble hornets characters in this book,they all go to their rightful owners! I do own the plot and idea idea along with the self insert thingy-]

(Y/N) (L/N). The outcast. The "ghost kid". The only person who could actually see a ghost. His name was Ethan. The ghost was always by (y/n)'s side. One day (y/n) see's a man carrying a box inside of the empty house beside him. With his mom forcing him to meet the new neighbors, he meets Benjamin Lawman. The two become best friends along with Jeff. As the three boys, (y/n) and Ben, were playing video games Ben got a text and announced Ben had to go to the lake with his dad. (Y/N) couldn't go because he had detention. ______ "WHAT?!" I scream. "I-I'm sorry. I was putting on my swimsuit a-and the next thing I know Ben was g-gone!" His father sobbed. I ran upstairs and slammed my door. I shed I few tears. I felt Ethan draw circles on my back. Ben was dead. He had drowned in the lake. ______ When Jeff kills his family and becomes wanted it leaves you alone. You didn't know what to do. One day while you walk through the woods, you come across the rake. Scared for your life, you run. You find an old abandoned mansion. You ran into it, hoping to be safe from the monster. What you didn't know was that you ran into a killer infested mansion. You're the seme/top in this.

Masky X Male!Reader

(M/N). A young boy who is unable to speak. Not able to make a sound. To make up for it he has amazing art skills. His parents hated it. They didn't want to pay for lessons to speak.They wanted a child who could talk. Not someone who "waists their time on childish things like drawing." They didn't want to have this.... mistake of a child. They thought they deserved a normal child. So they had another child. Who COULD speak. And they absolutely spoiled and loved him. So Rick naturally was a jerk. Which caused (m/n) to one day crack and lose his sanity after a long beating. He becomes the true demon inside him when it comes to killing. His inner psychopath. As (m/n) walks through the forest, unsure of what to do next, he meets a tall man. A man who could enter (m/n)'s mind. A man who had no face. That man took (m/n) in, into a mansion of killers just like himself. And (m/n) couldn't feel more like at home. (M/N) makes lots of friends. But one caught his eyes the first time they met. The tall man was introducing (m/n) to the rest of the killers. (M/N) saw that most of them had masks. But one particular blue mask caught his eyes. He walked over to the taller male and stared at him in curiosity. He then lifted his hand and reached for the mask. Only to be stopped by a strong hand. "What are you doing?" The taller male lowly growled. (M/N) backed up in fear. Will (m/n) and Jack become friends? Enemies? Or.... Lovers?

Mitskuni Haninozuka x male! OC #432 - 1/18/18 #416 - 1/12/18 #565 - 1/9/18 #584 - 1/8/18 #600 - 1/7/18 #832 - 1/3/118

Rewrite of Bloodlust

Mori x Male! OC This is a rewritten version of a fanfic story that I wrote that is no longer published. Touma comes from a broken home. After the death of his mother and the imprisonment of his father, he is sent to Japan to live with his uncle and cousin. With the help of his family and friends, he opens up and finds someone that makes him feel like he's never felt before.

Reports of abandoned children, roaming around in the wilds and refusing any human contact, were starting to become the hot topic. The humans who never encountered one of these children, deemed the reports nothing more than stories; fairytales designed to spook and scare people. But the very few that have spotted one of these wild and untamed children knew that these weren't just stories. They just didn't know the true nature of these wild, sometimes aggressive children. Feral shifters, abandoned at birth. Werecreatures that lived on instinct alone, until the were-community managed to capture them.