This is my first fanfic and its a Soulmates and high-school au and i still can't figure out what i want to call it... -Emo_Link182 The early morning (around 00:00) on her 16th birthday, Y/n received the soulmate side affects, Y/N notices something odd about her face, oh look Stitches, who could these belong to? And what did they do? I do not own any creepypasta characters or you, I just own the story, the front cover and the character drawings at the top of the page, I'll say if it's my artwork or someone else's. Also please comment and give feedback. Discontinued =/ and also thanks for 200 reads!!

When I first saw him, I knew he was the one piece of the puzzle I was searching for. Little did I know upon perusing him and devoting myself to his all, my puzzle would morph into a tactical game of chess. One where the opponent was unfroseen. I was only glad I had experience with those little games.

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THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED. NOT BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE MARBLE HORNETS AND CREEPYPASTA OF FANFIC WRITING ANYMORE, IT'S BECAUSE I REALIZED I NEED TO PLAN A STORY LIKE THIS BETTER. Find my better story (on @momento-heapass) called After the Flood. - - - Cultists? In MY town's woods? It's more likely than you think. - - - This is just a fun Creepypasta/Marble Hornets-ish x Reader with my own little spin. PLEASE NOTICE: The characters used in this story are not mine. Please check the chapter titled "Crediting" to learn more.

This story might be taken down soon.

Highest rankings: #1 on creepypastaxreader #1 on creepypasta When Y/N L/N accidentally gets added onto a groupchat of absolute imbeciles, she, an idiot, decides to continue to talk to these "angsty teens". Unbeknownst to her, they kinda do be killing doe. 😳👀 This is inspired by many texting fanfics I've read! I forgot most of their names but whatEVER. I think you can find one of them on Quotev, I think it's called "Messages", i don't know I haven't read all of it yet but it's so far a masterpiece full of memes. I can probably update a lot cause sis is homeschooled, yolo. I do have a schedule tho, so give me some patience. And yes I am weird asf and kinda dumb 🤭 typical homeschool stereotype, don't bully me. Also I'm not a big fan of cussing but if a bunch of rebellious serial killers don't cuss then what are they? Sorry if I mess up your Christian vibes ✋😔 (I'm kinda a Christian too actually- if I say the F word I probably misspelled or something.) Enjoy, hoe. 👁👄👁 -Yourlocalcrackhead

Sequel to Good Luck!- So I'm finally here. In these white walls. So much for luck. What am I without it? --------------------------- WARNING- makes light of heavy topics #1 Proxies / 2022-05-06 #1 Goodluck / 2022-08-19 #1 Lucky / 2023-01-18

The curse of Luck, the ability to never fail, to never suffer, but is that not suffering in itself? I'm bored of living, bored of lying. If I cant end it myself, I'll get a monster to do it for me. -------------------------------------------------------- ill try to make this as gender natural as possible. WARNING- this story makes light of heavy topics. #1 creepypastaxreader /2023-05-04 #1 goodluck /2022-01-19 #1 proxies /2022-03-07

All of Y/N's life, she's never knew her father.She legally had no father. He didn't even sign her birth Certificate. There were no pictures of him.Nothing. When her 18th birthday rolls around the corner, she finally asks the question she has always dreaded. who is her father?