Nothing much can be said about her. She's a plain office worker who lives like a lonely teenager outside of work. Her life is pretty mundane, but she'd never admit it. Who would have thought it would take seeing a woman getting dissected to realize how boring her life was. Or maybe it was the killer that made her real...
As a psychology student, being casually stalked has thrown you for a bit of a loop.
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 fo...
There once was a legend. That there was a lake called Blood Lake that had a siren, named y/n. She hates people trespassing on her land, but what if she meets someone who may change her life? ⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️ Cringe Many characters are ooc Horrible spelling And more cringe. ⚠️DISCONTINUED⚠️ Re-reading this ma...
Y/N or famously known as the Mad Hatter, looks a bit like Chelestia Ludenburg from daganronpa but trust me she is not the same person just same style. She is known as the Mad Hatter because of her victims and way of killing, she only targets the brats mostly ages 15 and under. She is immune to poison so she sets up a...
{C O M P L E T E D} -- An orphan girl, (y/n) (l/n) an abused and bullied girl with depression. Her life changes when she is taken to become the newest proxy, and meets the proxies. Read to find out what happens next! -- Cover by: @OliverTheHoodini -- *contains: mature language, potential triggers, abuse, and depress...
Halloween. Y/n's favorite holiday. All she has to do is put on a mask and no one will know it's her. Bullies can't find her even if she was standing in front of them. She keeps her costume secret every year to keep bullies from discovering who she is. But they aren't the only ones who are unaware. My first two creepyp...
Is it real? Or is it all just a nightmare? Is the past really coming back to haunt you? Or is it all in your head?
Knowing I burnt my house to ash? Living with that fact? That doesn't bother me. The punches and hits I receive? I couldn't care less. But this really fucking bothered me... (Warning, -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I...