All Lillian Phoenix wanted was a simple, yet perfect, life. But we all know things don't go as planned. Especially with a killer involved.

Inspired by creepypasta. I was admitted to an insane asylum when I 15. The voices in my head were always laughing, telling me funny jokes so I was always sitting in a corner giggling to myself. They were much more fun then people, especially the stories they told me. My aunt just thought I was crazy though, she didn't understand. So now I am sitting alone in cushioned room, strapped in a straight jacket. That was okay though, it meant I always got a hug. However, sitting here all the time, my mind was being deprived of much needed knowledge and activity. Thankfully the voices told me stories. They showed me how to get out of this place.

As another pair of creepypastas walked out of the closet, Splendorman searched around the room until his eyes rested on you. "(Name), come here and choose something please!" You shakily made your way over to him and reached into the hat he held out... Are you going to survive the night?

life In an apocalypse

That man who had been with you when you were younger. . . he saved you . . . protected you from the evilness that surrounded only you and him. You are now 17 and only think of those as dreams. He left long ago . . . But what are the possibilities that he wants so see his dearest (Y/N) again...? Everything.

yay now I take suggestions for lemons!

Ask the creepy pastas anything you want

A collection of one-shots based on "A Slender Chance" and "A Slender Child"