Torn apart through life Wally is heading towards divorce which has left him a destroyed man. His assistant can only hope to be enough to make him see the value in life. Rainbow Factory Wally: @/dodozoi tiktok

(Y/N) (L/N)- an adventurous, clever teen always looking for trouble. It was rare when she wasn't waist deep in trouble or something interesting, but the encounter with a strange masked man did more than just surprise her one day when in the woods. (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, and this isn't the "loves cheesecake and stutters" stuff most people produce. Okay, maybe cheesecake, because I mean its cheesecake, cheesecake is good. But you get my point, hopefully. Thanks. Also, the amazing art isn't mine.)

One day, ( y/n ) decides that she is done with her mother's abuse. She sneaks out of the house during the dead of the night, only to be met with two masked figures and a little girl. Will she become a true pasta, or will she wimp out? - ( a/n: all writing it mine, the art however is not [unless stated otherwise]. i hope you enjoy! :0c ) highest ranks: #1 in creepypastaxreader !!!!! #106 in fanfiction #44 in creepypasta

(Y/N) (L/N). (Your Name) (Last Name) Bullied often. Why? Well, she sees things that aren't there. Her hair is as white as a sheet of paper. Her skin was the same. She is beautiful but cold. Just like snow. ~ This story will inevitably lead to MC having they/them pronouns and going by a different name if you don't like it then don't read it. Finished July 17, 2022

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Semi-Realistic Semi-Fandomized CreepyPasta x Child Reader »»-----------► NB!Reader ────────────────────── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐋' 𝐊𝐈𝐃, 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔~? ❞ ❝ 𝐘𝐄𝐒 , 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃, 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑.❞ ────────────────────── ╰┈➤ ｓｙｎｄｉｃａｔｅ | （𝑛．）a group of individuals or organizations combined to promote some common interest ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ : ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 your parents were murdered savagely and you were left at the mercy of their killer; an unhinged criminal with an infamous, facial scar slit across his face. Getting involved with this shady character unknowingly gets you caught up in run-ins with 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆, a very violent and deadly ⦻rganization that congregates deep within the woods... ────────────────────── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ╰┈➤ The CreepyPasta used in this story all belong to their rightful owners, and full credit of the character in itself belongs to them. ╰┈➤ [Y/N] is non-binary. [Y/N] is of your imagination, as it is your portrayal of the character. ╰┈➤ Any images used within this story belong to their rightful owners, unless stated otherwise. ────────────────────── ✧.* hope you enjoy the story.

Y/N is half human, half vampire. Her ex Silas failed to fully turn her. She escapes from him, runs far away from the life she once knew, and finds herself in some strange woods. She eventually catches the attention of Slender and his Proxies. content warnings: foul language, angst, smut, fluff, light gore full credit to whoever made the cover art, I was unable to find the creator

"ᴡʜᴀᴛ...ɪs ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ?" ⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ You didn't 'No-Clip'. this wasn't supposed to happen...will you escape?

(Y/n) is concerned one night after her co-worker Tim goes missing. After she decides to visit his home her life takes an interesting turn. Will it be for the better or the worse? - This story takes place after the events of Entry #61 and contains spoilers for the entirety of Marble Hornets. Cover Art Credit - @Nala_fel

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

You are one...one of a kind. You can save your bloodline, or let it perish. You're hunger for vengeance still runs through your veins. (I DO NOT OWN THIS COVER) You will not perish here....not now, when you are so close. Darkness will thrive...wake up.