Soulmates. We all know them. Marked by a tattoo on one's body, to help encounter the person, or people, we're destined to be with. So why in the absolute heck does Sans have nine, and why are they all serial killers?

[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

ㅡ Never have I ever in my entire life thought I'd fall for a serial killer. guys i wrote this like five years ago dont read it its ass

Two worlds collided in the form of a relationship. It felt like Romeo and Juliet to those around them. Two people from different backgrounds and races met, and against all odds, fell in love. As a result, both of their worlds mash against one another in a battle that should have never happened. Maybe Sans shouldn't have opened that window. Or maybe Toby shouldn't have climbed in. Either way, it was too late now. ~~~~~~ Basically my CreepyPasta x Undertale crossover got really popular so I guess this ship is a thing? I really didn't expect to create a TicciSans ship when I wrote the first book but whoops here we are! I don't own CreepyPasta or Undertale, just this story and this ship! Cover is my art tho

You are a secret killer for a few years, nobody can ever track you. You gain powers are from music Example: you hear the song unravel from Tokyo Ghoul, you became a ghoul what if the creepypasta's find out about you? This is a reader insert. YOU are the main character Creepypasta x reader THIS IS VERY OLD!

Let her go. She's scared of me She wasn't ever suppose to meet me. Okay... If it makes her life better...I'll let her go. But...At the back of my head One small tiny voice whispered these words... "She needs you. You can't leave her alone" ----------- He was a monster He killed for fun. A sadistic murderer Yet every part of my body still desired him. He was a drug to me. Everytime he touched me I would want more and more. I felt like I would go insane without him. On a cold stormy night, Y/N had gotten lost in the forest. After walking around, she finally met face to face with a infamous killer Ticci Toby. They both felt a connection with each other when their eyes had met each other. Who knew this day would change both of their lives forever? #1 in Creepypasta August 3rd 2018 WARNING MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY Part of the Dead Creepypasta series. Each book can be read alone :) the cover of this book doesn't belong to me. I don't know the artist I just randomly googled Toby and grabbed a random photo Yes me 10/10 author B) SECOND BOOK Jesus freaking Christ. This book is going to use female pronouns for the reader

Imagines/Oneshots for all the creepypasta characters

!Warning! May contain Inappropriate language, actions and killing !You have been warned!

This story will include Imagines, Preferences, and Oneshots. Characters: Jeff The Killer Eyeless Jack Clockwork Ticci Toby Masky Hoodie Dr. Smiley BEN Drowned WARNING: Sexual content, Gore, Violence, Profanity, and sensitive subjects. Message me for requests! NOTE: !Please do not romanticize real serial killers! Another note: All characters I write about in this story (and all other stories) are of age. Enjoy the story!

~"The wind tugged at your hair as you sat on a bench and read your book. You had an uneasy feeling, like you were being watched, but you ignored it. You didn't know he was behind you."~ Living with your drunken mother had been a living hell. Everyday, you wished for nothing more than to leave. One night when you're home alone, your wish comes true. A strange boy with orange goggles and a stripped hoodie shows up and takes you to a place were there are people like you; rejects of society. For once in your life, you felt like you belonged somewhere, but your life was about to take another drastic turn. *DISCLAIMER: I do not own any if the creepypastas, their stories, or the SlenderMansion. I also do not own you x)*