ft. @TheNightPhantom! [PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE DESCRIPTION] This is a book of appreciation for our friend Lyric (@LyricRoyal), who's been contemplating suicide. Phantom and I felt mutually awful that we couldn't do much to help, and we both wanted to do something that hopefully would make Lyric realise she was loved. This book does not only contain our "21 Reasons Why We Love Lyric!" project, but it has more works that we involved some members of the Wattpad community in. •wonderful cover is by @TheNightPhantom! The art and everything!•

Welcome to a world where a bunch of idiots live together in one house and fight about more meaningless stuff than a youtube comments section. Features some of my ocs and TheNightPhantom's oc Smirky. Please go check out her stories!

Laughing Jack has gone missing. No, he's not missing - he was stolen, by a band of ghost children led by a mysterious cloaked man. Left without Slenderman and the majority of their housemates, five creepypastas form an unlikely ragtag rescue team, then form an even more unlikely alliance with an alcoholic demon named Zalgo, in order to venture into a dangerous territory to bring Laughing Jack back home. But, under the eerie light of an unnatural golden moon, a few of their own inner demons are determined to take THEM home, too... home to the grave. Wear a coat, darlings. The chill is coming for you.

An ominous night, and he awakens within an empty house. He strides through the rooms, watching, waiting, but there is no one to accompany him, no light to pay him comfort, and no plan to bid his escape. The walls are dusty and bare, and he is unable to recognize them. Photographs remain empty. Scratches cover the faces of who used to exist. An entity has brought him, and it has disappeared as quickly as he begins to hear the ringing. Fragments of the sound illuminate the dark halls. He visions a masked man, one with pride and boredom, but his imagination runs too wild. The masked man approaches, and his apparition comes to life. He raises a knife above his head. The man stands behind the creaky door and lights a match, framing the darkness of the hallway as he asks, "Why must the noise be so quiet?" The wind replies with a song. The window is sick of the sound. The masked man conceals an inner smile and whispers to himself. He lowers the knife. A clock on the wall reverses his memory, and the hour reverts to midnight. The house is silent. -+- I do not give doc truyen or any individual, website, organization, server, etc. the right to reproduce, post, publish, steal, etc. my stories and ideas.

I Need A New Phone 'Cos Jeff the Dick Broke It. Now I Can't Use Tumblr Anymore. (Also My Wi-Fi Went Out.) Camryn Reynolds is that one girl who never puts down her phone. It's like her life. She's a Tumblr girl and is very passionate about it. She's weird, awkward and hangs out with people just as weird. But, of course, rumor spreads of the notorious Jeff the Killer and she's immediately intrigued. Little did she know that the smiling killer is actually real. She realizes this when she comes face-to-face with the man. Unfortunately, he breaks her phone which nobody on this Earth should ever, EVER do. So Jeff is forced to be her slave as payment/punishment for breaking her precious phone, Richard. Yes, its name is Richard. Can Jeff repay his seemingly endless debt or will he stay Camryn's man-servant...FOREVER?! He probably won't repay his debt. Yeah, he definitely won't. This is something Jeff never expected: to be enslaved by an introvert who could care less that all of the CreepyPastas she reads are real. [WARNING: LOTS OF STUPID]

Eyeless Jack is lonely. He's supposed to be, though. He's a murderer, an animal, a fiend to society. He's a monster who hides behind a mask because he looks like one too. No one can understand him. But Jeff the killer does. He finds Jack interesting and he might just have certain feelings for him too. Jeff's tactics to get close to Jack are a little "touchy", and they have their love/hate moments but Jeff just might be able to show Jack that it's okay to be imperfect. [WARNING]: CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT AND GORY SCENES. {Note: This is my first boyxboy one-shot that I have done. Apologies if the scenes are too graphic and for the nosebleeds you may or may not have. I want to avoid hate but, if there is, then I won't give a damn.} Art by: SilverfanNumberOne on deviantArt

「丹 Ｋれ工下モ 匕口 匕卄モ 卄モ丹尺匕 」 is purely my (berryparfait)'s fiction. Please do not steal this story, or the character in it. berryparfait, 2016.

This was originally just a Ticci Toby poem. Whatever.

Rating: Horror Berry, Risible Berry. Creepypastas are unbelievably famous for fictional characters, that are not involved in anime, tv shows, books, the sorts. But... are they really just a myth? Or are they actually among us all? Hiding among us humans... to plot something despicable? DISCLAIMER: ALL CREEPYPASTAS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. WORK IS DONE BY berryparfait AND ONLY HER, PLEASE DO NOT STEAL ANYTHING. berryparfait, 2016.